Chapter 69: Contact with Jiang Xiaman

When Zhao Yun and the others arrived at Damian Shop, the other five horsemen did not enter the town, but went around the edge of the town and continued along the official road. After a while, they came to Shilipu, and the knights still did not slow down.

When the official road reached the big house pavilion, it became extremely narrow, and the five horses were galloping, and the passers-by could only stand outside the road forever, waiting for the horses to pass before re-entering the road, and spit on the buttocks of the horses who were far away.

Further on, there are several low hills, and here, there is basically no way to see the road.

"Phew!" The rider at the front patted the horse on the back, and in an instant the speed of the other horses slowed down.

"Cai Xing, are you sure this is the place?" Cai Mao took off her helmet, sweat dripping down her cheeks on both sides.

"Third son, that's right!" Cai Xing is very determined: "A year ago, I also came along the official road and set off from Shaxian. ”

"Brother, I didn't expect your equestrian skills to be very good!" Xu Shu didn't speak, he took off the water bag and drank it full, and burped comfortably: "It's better than me to ride." ”

"Don't praise me," Cai Mao said with a smile: "The main thing is that Zilong's horses are good, they have also been on the boat for a long time, and they will run away as soon as they get on the road." To tell you the truth, I didn't dare to move on horseback! ”

Cai Xing is the head of the Cai family's nursing home, and Cai Xing is not worried about his son, so he even sent him out.

He himself was a cavalryman of the Cai family branch who fought in northern Xinjiang, and was later invited to be the commander of the Cai family's house, and his riding skills were okay.

"Who are you?" Accidentally, the five people were surrounded.

Of course, don't look at those people with some inferior weapons in their hands, everyone wants to leave, and they can easily get out of the encirclement with a leap of horses.

"Don't get me wrong!" Cai Xing waved his hand: "A certain person came last year, and it was the ** commander who received a certain person at that time." Where is he? ”

The men were not wearing any shirts, their breasts were bare, their skin was tanned, and a cloth was under their waists, which was the only place on their bodies that was covered by cloth.

They are barefoot, their hair is messy, they have grass rings on their heads, their cheekbones are high, their eye sockets are deep, and they look very penetrating.

The weapons were rudimentary, and some of them were holding sharpened wooden sticks in their hands, staring at these uninvited guests.

"**It's my brother," a man came out of the crowd: "I'm his brother Ma Xin, what are you looking for him?" ”

Jiangxia barbarians, speaking of barbarians, actually live here, but they have always lived in the mountains, and the conditions are difficult.

Later, he wanted the government to give him the land under the mountain, but those were all owned by the owner, and the magistrate could not allocate them.

After coming and going, the grudge with the people under the mountain became deeper and deeper, and there were no Han people around the mountain who dared to live here. In the event of a natural disaster, they will go down the mountain to make trouble.

All in all, their situation is similar to that of the bandits in Funiu Mountain.

However, Jiangxia has lived here since ancient times, and the people on the other side of Funiu Mountain have a much shorter history, and there are even people who have fled the famine now and joined in the mountains.

This Ma Xin looked much stronger than the other barbarians, almost half as wide as Kuai Liang, the thinnest of the body.

However, he was short, estimated to be only four and a half feet long, and he looked like a child in front of five people.

"This is my son-in-law!" Cai Xing didn't beat around the bush, and it was better to talk to the barbarians directly: "**The leader seems to be promoted." Troublesome Ma Xin commander told the leader of Moko, and Cai Jiakuai's family asked to see. ”

"Wait!" Ma Xin whispered a few words, and disappeared into the bushes.

"It's okay for you to say that, Brother Xing?" Cai Mao complained softly: "We haven't seen their leader yet, what if our whereabouts are exposed to the Zhang family?" ”

"Brother, don't worry," Xu Shu shook his head again and again: "They basically don't have contact with the Han people under the mountain, even the Zhang family won't have much contact with them." According to what Zilong said, just treat each other with sincerity. ”

"Yuan bluntly says it is reasonable!" Kuai Liang only eased up at this time, he reached out and pushed the sticky hair on his forehead to the side: "As long as we can be fairer than the Zhang family, I believe we will fight for it." ”

Zhao 13 was more nervous, for fear that the barbarians would break out, so he pinched the hilt of the sword in his hand, and pulled it out immediately if something was wrong.

Ma Xin came back quickly: "You guys dismount, don't worry, our Shaba clan is the most honest and will not damage them." ”

The barbarians still speak Chinese, which always makes people feel that it sounds more strenuous and quite pre-Qin.

If Zhao Yun was here, maybe because of the habits of his previous life, he would have studied it specially, and maybe he could find out who these ancestors of Jiangxia Man were.

As a tribal leader, Moko was dressed like the average Han Chinese, but with two pheasant feathers tied to his head with a rope.

He was taller than the average barbarian, close to a Han Chinese of average height. The face is thin, like a knife, and there is always a serious expression on the face, and the corners of everyone's mouths are slightly upturned when I see it.

"May I ask which one is Cai Gongzi and which one is Kuai Gongzi?" Moko had been sitting on a throne where the tiger's fur had been polished, and the leader looked like the emperor's throne, had stepped down.

"Xiangyang Cai Mao, Cai Deqi has seen the leader of Moko!"

"Xiangyang Kuailiang Kuaizirou has seen the Moke leader!"

"Yingchuan Xu Shu Xu Yuan has seen the leader of Moko!"

The three of them clasped their fists in unison.

"Haha," Moko's voice was a little dry, and when he laughed, it sounded fake, "Welcome, guests from afar." ”

The life of the barbarians is indeed very difficult, and the earthen bowls that come to entertain distinguished guests have gaps on the sides, and I don't know how many years they have been used.

The wine slurry inside was turbid, and these few people who were raised by the Zhao family stopped tasting it, and only then did they close their noses and drink all the wine-like things in the bowl with their noses closed.

The sour taste, the teeth feel uncomfortable, there seems to be some strange bitterness, it should be added to some medicine, open the breathing passage, and the smell of medicine roams around the mouth.

Soon, the two sides got to the point, and after Mo Keping retreated, Xu Shu said his intentions.

In the future, the Cai family can trade with all the tribes of the Xiaba tribe and exchange grain for medicinal herbs and animal meat.

At the same time, if the Xiaba people want to go out and enter the army, as long as they are strong and strong, the Zhao family will accept it unconditionally, and every soldier will pay food to his family on a monthly basis.

Such conditions are completely regarded as the same as other Han Chinese.

In the eyes of Zhao Yun, the soul of later generations, the so-called barbarians living in the hinterland are all aborigines who entered the deep mountains and old forests because of their rebellion against the rulers in history.

With the development of society, the mountains and forests around them became land, and the source of livelihood was increasingly depleted.

It can be said that they came down from the same ancestor as us, and used a relatively mild form to rebel against the original government.

The Shaba people are undoubtedly a branch of the so-called barbarians, and they are fundamentally different from the murderous northern cavalry peoples.

It is better to act than to move, as soon as the sword on Xu Shu's body and the bow and arrow in the thirteen arrows were taken out, he said that this is the weapon that will be configured for the Xiaba people in the future.

Moko is no longer calm.

However, when it came to asking them to withdraw from this support for the Zhang family, he made another difficulty.

"Cai Gongzi, Kuai Gongzi, Xu Gongzi!" He solemnly bowed his hand: "We, the Shaba people, have reaffirmed our promise and promised them. ”

"We're just a branch of the Shaba, and other tribes have joined." Moko threw two conundrums at him.