Mutu sipped the sour mare's milk wine from the broken stoneware bowl, and did not rush to make a statement. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info This kind of thing that makes Yang Zhen feel difficult to swallow makes him like drinking jade liquid, just looking at how difficult his life is still so difficult as the head of the clan, you can know how difficult the situation of the Gai Qi Department is now.

After a long time, he put down the bowl, looked at the cattle and sheep who were eating grass with their heads down, and the two sheepdogs staying beside them, and said, "Friend Yang, do you think they are doing well?" ”

Yang Zhen's gaze followed the other party's meaning and looked outside, and he was a little puzzled when he saw the two shepherd dogs who were not very energetic. But he still smiled: "Although you may not be able to eat meat, you will not starve to death." ”

"Yes, as long as they follow us, they will not starve. But for this, they lose their freedom. And their kind, our wolves on the prairie are different, although they often do not have enough to eat, but they can freely gallop on the prairie. Although they have to hunt on their own if they want to be fed, it is because of this that they can maintain their aggressive and wild nature all the time. I don't want us to lose ourselves! ”

Hearing these words, Yang Zhen not only did not feel unhappy because he was rejected, but showed a trace of respect. Don't look at Mu Tu is just a Mongolian man who has not read any books, but his wisdom is far better than most people in this world.

Mu Tu glanced at Yang Zhen and said, "Moreover, if I really attach Da Ming, I will have to do things for Da Ming in the future, and I will meet my own clansmen and soldiers." Although the rules of our steppe are that it is normal to attack and die strongly, I only hope that the battle is for my own tribe and not for others. ”

Yang Zhen nodded understandingly: "I understand, Your Excellency's ambition is not just to keep the clansmen fed and clothed, since this is the case, everyone has their own ambitions, and I will not force it." ”

"Thank you for your understanding." As he spoke, Mutu raised the bowl again as a toast, and drank the full bowl of mare's milk wine.

Yang Zhen didn't hesitate as much as before this time, and poured the sour liquid into it in one go, and finally wiped his mouth and said, "Then I wish Patriarch Mutu that you can achieve what you want." ”

When Mu Tu heard him say this, he first smiled gratefully, and then showed helplessness: "Actually, I also understand that these are just fantasies. We are not prosperous in the beggar department, and we have followed my intention to choose a place where the water and grass are not very abundant, although there is a lot less trouble, but there are also too many opportunities to grow.

"And the grassland is a place where the weak eat the strong, if you are not strong enough, others will bully you. This time, the Chahar tribe passed by us and robbed us of a lot of horses and food...... Hey, seeing that autumn is already in the autumn and winter is coming, there is a shortage of food in our clan, and we don't know how to survive this winter. There was a series of sighs.

Yang Zhen didn't expect that the Mongolian cavalry that attacked him would actually do such a thing with his hands, and his mood was a little low. And when Na Wujiang heard his father mention this, he said indignantly: "Those guys are so unspeakable that they actually robbed your father of your mount." In the future, as long as we are strong in the beggar department, we must rob them all! ”

"Good boy, ambitious! But don't talk nonsense, it's going to get our tribe in trouble. At least until we can be truly strong, we should still put forbearance first. After praising his son, Mu Tu reminded him again.

After Yang Zhen listened to the words of the father and son, he was stunned, which was completely different from the values of the Ming Dynasty. In Daming, no matter how poor the family is, it is impossible for a father to encourage his son to rob other people's things in the future. But on the steppe, the wise patriarch said this.

But then, Yang Zhen thought of another point, this may be an opportunity he can take advantage of. So he asked tentatively: "Patriarch Mutu, are there many tribes like your Gaiqi tribe on the grassland?" I mean, they are also bullied by other powerful tribes, but they can't fight back, they can only endure it. ”

"Of course there are quite a few. There are three or two such tribes in our vicinity. But they're in a slightly better position than we are, because they're completely refuge in the brain-haired tent. Mutu said truthfully.

Yang Zhen asked again: "Then do they have resentment in their hearts and want to take revenge?" ”

"Why not?" This time it was Wujiang's turn to speak: "My friends from those tribes and I often hunt together, and they also hate the Chahar tribe to the core, and they only think about when they can vent their anger. It's a pity that even with the strength of our clans, it is impossible to compete with the overwhelming Chahar tribe. ”

Mu Tu then nodded: "Yes, although we have the heart, we are powerless." If Friend Yang wants to use our power to help you avenge yourself, then you should dispel this idea. We don't have the courage and ability to do so. He already knew what happened to Yang Zhen and them, so he said this.

Yang Zhen smiled a little embarrassedly, in front of this wise patriarch, his thoughts were indeed easy to be seen through. However, Yang Zhen also has one advantage, that is, he is not easily discouraged, even if his mind is recognized, he will still look for an opportunity next time.

But today, because the topic can no longer be discussed, the meeting is over. After Yang Zhen thanked the other party again for his reception and hospitality, he was escorted back to the tent where he lived.

Looking at his slightly vain appearance when he left, Mu Tu's expression became a little serious: "This kid is really not simple. Even in this case, I am still thinking about fighting back, a bit of our Mongolian character. ”

In the next few days, Yang Zhen was still recuperating from his injuries in the Gai Qi Department, although there was no good medicine for the injuries, but the injuries finally recovered. The other brothers were finally able to walk on the ground, and it would not be long before they could fully recover and return to Datong.

But at this time, Yang Zhen had more worries. Because he was not sure whether Zhong Yu would be able to withstand the pressure from all sides during his absence, so as to take down all the officials who led to the Datong Mutiny. Maybe he will be put under house arrest or even killed by Liu Yingji and them as soon as he returns to Datong.

Maybe the latter one is a little whimsical, after all, Zhong Yu is a Qincha. But just think about how they dared to attack themselves by the hands of the people before, and you can see that once they are in a hurry, these people will do anything.

"If I go back to Datong like this, I'm afraid that it is very likely that I will send sheep into the tiger's mouth and become fish on their chopping board again. I can't just go back, I have to get my hands on something that's a threat to them before I'm safe! After his body recovered, Yang Zhen's mind also settled down.

And the reason why he was able to make this decision was that he had basically grasped the minds of young people like Wujiang. During this period of time, relying on Gelhei and Wujiang, Yang Zhen also had some friendship with those young people in the tribe. In his conversation with them, Yang Zhen sensed their dissatisfaction with their current situation and their hatred for the Chahar Ministry, and their thoughts were the same as Wujiang's, and they also wanted to retaliate against the Chahar Ministry by force. According to them, the youth of the other two tribes in the vicinity had similar views.

It's a pity that because the disparity between the strength and weakness of the two sides is too great, the elders don't agree with their radical ideas at all, which makes these hot-blooded young people very unhappy and indignant.

After mastering these, Yang Zhen knew that there was still a chance. In fact, an old man like Mu Tu doesn't want to take revenge on the Chahar Ministry, but because he knows that sending troops will not take advantage of it, but will bring death to himself, he will always endure it. As long as Yang Zhen can create an opportunity to directly annihilate the Chahar tribe in one fell swoop, these Mongolian men who uphold the supremacy of wolf nature will tear the enemy to pieces like wolves.

But opportunities are not so easy to create, at least for now, Yang Zhen has not found any opportunities.

Under Yang Zhen's feeling both entangled and a little helpless, July passed quickly, and the time had entered August.

At this time, as the weather gradually cooled - especially in the past two years, the climate seemed to be getting colder than before, which was a precursor to the imminent Xiaoice period (Yang Zhen did not know it), and the grass on the grassland withered and yellowed faster.

Seeing that there are not too many cattle and sheep in the clan that have not yet been able to raise fat, the clansmen of the Gai Begging tribe are also uneasy. If these animals freeze to death this winter, I am afraid that the days after the beginning of spring next year will be even more difficult. Moreover, because a lot of cattle, sheep and horses were taken away by the Chahar tribe before, it was a little difficult for the whole clan to survive this winter.

Under normal circumstances, when late autumn comes, the Mongolian people will go out to hunt and hunt some wild animals as rations to make up for the loss of grazing in winter. But once you don't have a mount, it's not as easy to hunt as before.

When this fact is in front of him, the top and bottom of Gai Qi's department are even more in Qiushang's heart, how can he be worried. At the same time, this also made many people even more resentful of the Chahar Ministry, if they hadn't robbed their own rations, horses, cattle and sheep, how could they have encountered such difficulties?

What made the young man even more angry was that at this time, he also saw many shepherds from the Chahar tribe haunting the left and near, hunting the prey that should have belonged to them. Watching them gallop arrogantly and shoot down their prey one by one, the young men couldn't wait to shoot them all with their bows and arrows.

After seeing all this and getting a piece of news from Wujiang, Yang Zhen knew that the last opportunity had come to him. So after making preparations in his own account, Yang Zhen went to see Mutu again on the grounds of farewell, hoping to impress the head of this cautious and wise clan with his words, and use their hands to achieve his predetermined plan.

When stepping into Mutu's slightly larger tent, Yang Zhen couldn't help but take a deep breath......