"Huh?" Tilting his head, Zhao Pu was stunned for a moment, and muttered in a low voice, "It's still an old business to make a living in another place." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"What did you say?" Yelu asked Xiangqing with a frown.

Zhao Pu hurriedly shook his head, "It's nothing, but you really don't have anyone anymore?" Asked me to be a spy? ”

The Khitans showed a meaningful smile one after another, and Yelu Xiangqing, who was the leader, said, "Just say it, which one do you choose, the prisoner or the spy?" ”

The Khitans on the side also fanned the flames and said, "If you say that you are unwilling to be a spy, we will not be too troublesome, and we will send you back to the captives now and make you a slave!" ”

Zhao Puyi frowned, among these Khitans, he treated himself as a person, not to mention, if he had the opportunity, maybe he could go home safely!

"I'll do it!"

After a short rest, a group of horses headed forward.

……

In the vast grassland, you can see a few rice fields in the distance, and when you look around, the felt tent that resembles a yurt stands in this place, which also looks extremely spectacular.

"Here we are."

Learning from the way those Khitans got off the horse, Zhao Pu also jumped into it, and he didn't expect that in this short period of time, he would also have some horseback riding skills.

Following behind Yelu Xiangqing, Zhao Pu hurriedly asked, "Where are we going?" ”

"See the shaman."

He nodded thoughtfully and followed.

There were many onlookers on both sides, including not only Khitan men with three-point bands on their heads, but also many Han people wearing rough cloth clothes.

Zhao Pu looked at the crowd around, the Khitans were also wearing coarse cloth clothes, but they wore them with a left placket, while the Han people mostly wore a right placket. The Han women were dressed in the same way as in the city of Changzhou, while the Khitan women had their hair in a bun of tiny braids on their heads, and they were still trousers under the long skirts, as if the women were going to gallop from time to time.

Compared with the shy Han women, the Khitan women are bolder, pointing at Zhao Pu's embarrassed appearance, and laughing openly.

Following behind Yelu Xiangqing, Zhao Pu didn't say much, but followed closely behind him.

Standing in front of the felt tent, Yelu first bowed to Qing respectfully, and then slowly said something in Khitan that he didn't know.

Turning back to Zhao Pudao, "You wait here, I'll come out later." ”

Zhao Pu nodded casually and looked around.

This place looks very vast, and it seems that in this food, clothing, housing and transportation, except for the rest of the residences, they will be influenced by the Han family to varying degrees.

A few Khitans carrying wooden wheelbarrows were constantly transporting things, and two carefree children were holding jerky in their hands, stuffing them into their mouths while constantly frolicking.

Zhao Pu squatted in front of the tent and looked around boredly.

"Bang ......" shouted loudly, and the crowd quickly surrounded it.

The crowd gathered more and more, and Zhao Pu was also curious and leaned in.

I saw that at this time, it was the two people who twisted together and tore apart.

Among them, the Khitans had more strength, as if they wanted to take off the shoulders of the Han people.

The Han people were not ambiguous, and their hands pinched the Khitan people's necks.

"What are they doing?" Zhao Pu patted a Han man beside him and asked.

Seeing Zhao Pu's appearance, the Han man looked at the position where Zhao Pu was just now, as if he wanted to say something, but he paused again and said, "You'll find out later." ”

stared at the two people in front of him in confusion, but a figure suddenly appeared on the side.

"Stop! Stop it! Yelu Xiangqing hurriedly separated the two people. This mission is that Liu Saburo wins, and you are out! ”

Stretching out his hand and pointing at the Khitan, the guy was so angry that he spat a mouthful of blood on the ground, and turned around and left without looking back.

"Thank you, Lord Xiangqing." The Han man known as Liu Saburo bowed his hand respectfully, and then slowly retreated.

Zhao Pu didn't know where to get a jerky and put it in his mouth, patted Yelu Xiangqing's shoulder and said, "Hey, what's going on with them?" ”

Yelu shook his head at Qing, "Don't eat it, the shaman wants to see you!" ”

"Oh." Hurriedly stuffed it into his mouth.

opened the felt tent and turned his head to see a child crying tightly on the grassland, and he didn't know what he was saying, but what he was looking for, Zhao Pu was clear.

But it's just eating a piece of jerky, as for it?

turned around and got into the felt tent, and followed behind Yelu Xiangqing with restraint.

"Keep your head down!" Yelu whispered to Qing.

"Your name is Zhao Pu?"

I saw a pair of red lips in front of me like blood, and the woman was wearing a very simple dress, but the texture of a silk dress must be private.

"Yes."

Looking up slightly, I saw that this woman was very different from the shaman in her impression, with a pair of chestnut-brown eyes that were extremely bright, her skin was as white as congealed cream, and a small face like an iceberg seemed to be a little sacred and could not be desecrated.

"Have you seen enough?" The red lips were obviously as enthusiastic as fire, but the voice was like Nine Heavens Xuanbing, and Zhao Pu couldn't help but tremble when he heard it.

Yelu Xiangqing, who was beside him, hurriedly turned around and pushed Zhao Pu with his elbow, and Zhao Pu was relieved.

"You don't look like a Khitan." Zhao Pu was also unambiguous and said directly.

The chestnut-brown eyes were a bit like a modern East-West mixture, and I just felt that this shaman really didn't look like an imaginary goddess.

The chestnut-brown pupils twitched slightly, and the red lips said softly, "There are Uighurs in the maternal line of the family. ”

explained softly, and the woman's eyes didn't know why there was a touch of deep meaning, and she turned to Yelu Xiangqing and nodded slightly, as if she agreed to something.

Zhao Pu didn't care about these details, but ******** recalled.

I have seen it in my previous life, and this Uighur is the predecessor of the Uyghur people, and only the Uighurs and Khitans can have such a sense of beauty.

Slightly stunned, when Zhao Pu came back to his senses, he had already been pulled out of the tent by Yelu Xiangqing.

"The shaman is very fond of you." Nayelu Xiangqing's voice seemed to be a little excited, and he said to Zhao Pu with great satisfaction, "Zhao Pu, you are qualified to compete!" ”

"Oh." Zhao Pu nodded, and then was stunned, "Huh? ”

"What's wrong?" Yelu Xiangqing looked at Zhao Pu's expression and asked with some puzzlement.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Pu hurriedly said, "Aren't I here to be a spy?" How can there be any qualifications to compete? ”

Nayelu Xiangqing didn't speak, and directly pulled Zhao Pu in front of Liu Saburo just now, and said to Zhao Pu, "From today on, this person will teach you to learn Khitan dialect for a month, if you don't understand all the Khitan dialect I speak, you will be one of those slaves!" ”

"What?" Zhao Puyi frowned, "Don't play like this!" ”