Night began to fall in the northwest border city, as the sun finally set, the birds and beasts began to gradually quiet, the noisy city with a hint of twilight, the few blacksmith shops, still tirelessly sounded the sporadic clanging iron.

Outside the city gate, the endless stream of camels, horse caravans, and caravans continued to choose to stay in the city, and the wind lanterns emitted a dim light at the city gate, swinging with the wind, illuminating the streets where various ethnic groups went to inns and wine shops after arriving in the city.

Whether it is in the Xia Kingdom or the Jin Kingdom, it is difficult for Ye Qing, Mo Xiaobao, Jia Shi and others to feel that they belong to a foreign ethnic group, but now walking in the city of Xiping, they will really give birth to the feeling of wandering as if they have come to a foreign country.

Compared with Xingqing Mansion, the capital of the Xia Kingdom, Yanjing of the Jin Kingdom, and Xiping Mansion in the northwest border, it really gives them a feeling of standing in a foreign country after stepping out of the country.

All kinds of people, even if they don't judge from the simplest clothing, but from the race, can easily feel that they are more like a foreigner in Xiping Mansion.

There are also many people with high noses, sunken eyes, and loose hair that is curly in the same way, and there are also people with big beards and dark brown eyes, which wrap the whole person, and only one pair of eyes and one hand are outside.

At the same time, whether it was Su Dao of the Xia Kingdom, or the Qishilie Gods and Slaves of the Jin Kingdom, or Temujin, or even Ye Qing, the difference in their appearance was surprisingly similar, and they looked more like people of the same race.

In other places, you may not really feel the true meaning of the same kind of text, but now walking on the streets full of feces, whether it is Ye Qing or Temujin, or the gods and slaves of Qishilie, they all begin to look at each other involuntarily from time to time, and then look at those aliens who pass by, use their tongues as if they need to tie a knot first, and talk in a crackling voice, completely different from their appearance.

Therefore, almost invisibly, through the simplest and most distinguishable appearance, Ye Qing, Temujin, Qishilie Gods and Slaves began to gradually and silently give birth to a feeling in their hearts that they seemed to be their own people of the same kind of text, and a tacit understanding that they needed to be together.

Temujin smiled from time to time, or looked curiously at the quarrels that were taking place between the merchant travelers and the camel herd, and then looked at Su Dao, who had pure Han blood, but was a general in the Xia Kingdom: "This is how your country manages a city?" ”

"Or else?" Su Dao asked expressionlessly.

Ye Qing listened to Temujin's words and his heart moved, seemingly simple words, but Ye Qing couldn't help but smell a trace of unusual taste, in his opinion, Temujin's questioning is more like a comparison, and this comparison is, if this Xiping Mansion is replaced by his rule, how will he govern, is it also a sheep-like management?

Not far ahead, the most central area of the entire city of Xiping Province is a huge, an open area the size of a football field, with a huge fire piled up in the middle, and bright torches are lit around it, shining this piece like day.

The armor-clad Xia soldiers with bright swords and guns maintained order around them, preventing guys with short eyes from taking the opportunity to sneak in.

"It's ...... here." Ye Qing pointed to the empty field, kicked the remnants of the foundation that were still under his feet, and had gradually been submerged by the barren grass, and asked, "There used to be a house here?" ”

"Yes, but ...... No one knows exactly when it was demolished, or what kind of houses were built here. And there's ...... After the Tang Dynasty, although it was once ruled by the Han people, it has nothing to do with the current Great Song Dynasty. Su Dao's words were full of hostility.

In his opinion, today's Ye Qing, as an envoy of the Great Song Dynasty, is an envoy to other countries, so he should follow the duties of an envoy. But along the way, some of Ye Qing's behaviors always gave him a feeling: the whole world is under the world, and it is not the king's land, as if the territory and cities of the Great Xia Kingdom should be from their Great Song Dynasty.

Ye Qing smiled, lowered his head and kicked the weeds that were submerged on the foundation of I don't know how many years ago, thinking about it carefully, since the Tang Dynasty was weak, the Northwest and even the entire Western Regions had completely lost contact with the Central Plains.

Even in the Five Dynasties period of warlord division and chaos, those tyrants and rulers were more concerned about the rich Central Plains, and no one was willing to make up their minds about this remote northwest frontier.

Coupled with the inaction of the Great Song Dynasty in the past few hundred years, today's Xia and Liao, even if they are still influenced by the Central Plains culture, but the cultural invasion and influence from the more Western have also made this place like a lonely territory, losing the cultural sense of orthodoxy of the Central Plains.

"After all, it is my Chinese territory, and I don't forget to dig wells. In any case, the Chinese ancestors have created one glory after another here, and as future generations, we have the obligation to continue and protect our Chinese culture from being wiped out. History will not deceive people, even if history books will deceive people, but these relics, after all, show that the greatness of the Chinese nation and the breadth of its territory should be maintained and protected by our generation. Ye Qing stood on the moral high ground that Su Dao disdained to ignore, and spoke eloquently like Zhu Xi in Lin'an.

So the expected result was that his words only got a few disdainful snorts from Su Dao and others, and no one wanted to look at his compassionate hypocrites.

"Lord Ye, don't forget, this is the city of my Great Xia Kingdom, not the territory of your Song Court." Su Dao still couldn't help but say as he sat down.

"It's the same, it's all the territory of China, even if it's divided now, but I believe that one day it will eventually return to the hands of my Chinese ruler, and I also believe that the people here will identify with the fact that the Chinese nation is of the same language and species, and we are a racial group." Ye Qing said with a smile, the provocation and fierceness in his eyes, under the illumination of the firelight, it was particularly distinct.

The begging stone lie gods and slaves have been quietly watching the verbal confrontation between Ye Qing and Su Dao, since entering the Xiping Mansion, he has become more and more silent, reading thousands of books is not as good as walking thousands of miles of proverbs, so that the begging stone lie gods and slaves at this moment have begun to learn to observe, and more importantly think.

Therefore, Ye Qing's words, although he didn't agree with them, but now in this city full of different appearances from them, he still let the begging stone spirits and slaves involuntarily classify themselves as the same kind of people as Ye Qing and others.

With Su Dao's order, the bonfire like a hill was ordered to be lit by the prefect of Xiping.

As dozens of torches flew to the huge bonfire outside, the huge bonfire in an instant, like a volcanic eruption, soared into the sky, and the scorching sensation on the face made Ye Qing and others in the distance clearly feel that the huge fire seemed to have burned their eyebrows, and their eyelids were also dry, and they couldn't help but blink their eyes quickly to offset the sudden dryness.

The fire was so bright that the whole clearing was like daylight, and the weeds that had been laid under the bonfire began to wither in an instant, and the rhythmic drums began to sound in the ears, and then a group of men and women, like African tribes, began to sing and dance around the bonfire.

The liquor in Xiping Mansion was like a torch being stabbed into the stomach along the throat, and the hot liquor felt like a path to the stomach from the throat, making the stomach contract involuntarily, trying to adapt to the strong invaders.

The beef and mutton are completely enough here, but Ye Qing still mixed a few unknown vegetable leaves to offset the fat of the beef and mutton, and the liquor is under the belly, with the taste fat, but he is tired of eating beef and mutton, and he can still balance some picky taste buds.

Beside the bonfire in the distance, the crowd of people dancing in the rhythm like a marquee, wearing only an inch of women, under the illumination of the bonfire, the bodybuilding body is vividly expressed, the gauzy Song costumes, in the other women, can not see the hazy and graceful, delicate and elegant beauty that the Central Plains people want, although the concave and convex body can also stimulate people's senses, but after all, there is no Song people's beauty that wants to say and be ashamed, it seems so nondescript, very funny.

Su Dao seemed to be very satisfied with today's reception dinner, since he finished fighting with Ye Qing, he began to drink and eat meat, and his eyes were blazing admiring those bronzed-skinned, even dark-brown women.

Temujin also loved this mouthful, touched Ye Qing's shoulder, who was a little distracted, and a bowl of wine was poured into his mouth, Ye Qing saw this, so he had no choice but to drink wine and eat meat with the big bowl.

The field knife was Ye Qing's favorite, but looking at the lump of flesh the size of the child's head in front of him, he had to take out the field knife and cut a piece of meat, Temujin was also holding a dagger, but it was obviously much more comfortable than Ye Qing.

After a while, Temujin stretched out his hand and motioned to Ye Qing, who was honoring Hai Dongqing, and showed him the field knife.

Holding the heavy field knife in his hand, he looked at the sharp blade, then at the thick serrations on the back of the knife, and at the thick tip of the knife, and finally under Ye Qing's concern, he shook his head and returned it to Ye Qing.

In his opinion, although Ye Qing's knife was strong and sharp, it was still not as good as the dagger in his hand.

And the moment Ye Qing returned the knife to Temujin, his heart in his throat finally let go, he was really afraid that Temujin would fall in love with this field knife, and then rush him to ask for it, what should he do?

After all, people just sent the most true love Hai Dongqing to themselves, if they don't give it after others open their mouths, it seems a little too childish, but if it is given away, don't say that he is reluctant, who knows if Bai Chun's girl will fight with him after returning to Yangzhou!

After all, now this field knife is nominally his own, but in fact he is lent for self-defense, sad!

And just when the two of them studied the knife in their hands for a while, honored Hai Dongqing for a while, and taught Ye Qing how to cut meat with one hand, how to put the meat on the dagger into his mouth, and not be cut by the sharp dagger on his lips, in front of the bonfire, there were already several shiny and muscular men, who began to gesture and shout at each other.

"Wrestling?" Ye Qing asked with his mouth wide open, unaware that the meat on the blade was snatched away by Hai Dongqing.

Temujin ignored Ye Qing, and after pouring a bowl of wine excitedly, he shouted something at the man in the venue, and then the man also raised his muscular arm and responded to Temujin with a big smile.

"Yes, he is also my good brother, and his kung fu is very good." Temujin then looked back at Ye Qing and said.

At this time, after Borshu and several Tatars got off the field, Su Dao's brows were tightly wrinkled, he looked back behind him, and then looked at the Xiping Prefect not far away, so the Xiping Prefect instantly received the order, beckoned to one of his subordinates, and then saw several Xia people, and began to slowly walk into the venue.

As the Xia people stood opposite the Tatars, the crowd sitting around the huge bonfire began to erupt in the night with a tsunami-like cry of mountains and tsunamis, some cheering for the Xia people and some cheering for the Tatars.

Xiping Mansion is a city with strong folk customs, and the Xia Kingdom has always ignored the private fights of the people, not to mention that they are far away in the frontier and a city bordering the Liao State, so at this time, when I saw someone trying to compete here, I didn't go down by myself, so I naturally screamed excitedly.

Ye Qing was also very interested in these, anyway, it wasn't for him to go down to compete, not to mention, he also wanted to see how powerful the Borshu was, as one of the four masters under Temujin's command, and whether it was really as brave and invincible as the legend.

"Who do you think will win?" Temujin looked at a strong Natsu man and asked with a laugh after picking out Bor, who was a head shorter than him.

Before Ye Qing could speak, Su Dao next to him said coldly and loudly: "Our Xia people warriors will naturally win." ”

"I'm gambling that I'll win." Ye Qing directly shouted out the name of Borshu, and the doubts in Temujin's eyes flashed away, in his opinion, Ye Qing was able to know who Borshu was, probably it was related to the bell silkworm that received them.

Sure enough, as Ye Qing did not give Su Dao, the landlord's friendship, any face, and supported Temujin, Su Dao snorted coldly with a gloomy face again, and then said loudly to Ye Qing in the cheering cheers: "We all know that the Song people are afraid of horses, and dare to compare the kung fu on horseback with our warriors, or do you Song people just run behind the horse's buttocks." ”

"You have to compare, you have to compare, you can't lose to them." Temujin ignored the meat in his mouth and fell to the ground, instigating Ye Qing to agree to Su Dao's challenge.

"Okay, how to compare." Ye Qing picked up the wine bowl and said.

After the three wine bowls touched together, Su Dao said coldly: "Life and death are fate." ”

"A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase!" Ye Qing said with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Count me in." Temujin watched as Borshu almost threw the Naxia people into the campfire, and said with a feeling that it was not enjoyable.

Su Dao didn't seem to see a few of his Xia warriors at all, who had been wiped out by the Tatars, and then stood up and shouted: "Catch the sheep." ”

"What do you mean?" Ye Qing looked back at Temujin and asked.

Temujin looked at the dense crowd around the campfire and said, "Whoever can bring the sheep back alive in this clearing will win." ”

Animals are afraid of fire and people, so once a sheep is put into the open field, with the pursuit of the three good horses, they can only flee around the campfire, and the man on the three horses, if he can catch the sheep with his bare hands and can defeat the opponent, then the victorious side is naturally the winner.

Mo Xiaobao was just about to step forward, but Ye Qing grabbed his sleeve and pulled him back, and said, "Let's see who they send first." ”