Chapter 1275: Bonfire
The hometown of the end of Beji Su, located at the foot of the Baitou Mountain, by the Heishui River, in a dense forest, where the rivers are dense and the resources are abundant, except that there is no lush grassland on the prairie, it is really a fairyland on earth, and tens of thousands of men, women and children at the end of the Su are scattered all over the world within a radius of twenty miles in this forest.
Different from the tribe on the grassland is a tent, the survival mode of the Beji people is cave dwelling, a family is a cave, from a distance, in addition to seeing the shadow of people in this forest, there is no house or tent, but when you get closer, you can find that in the patches of snow, there are holes with a diameter of several meters or even more than ten meters, and inside are bottomless steps, and you can see a faint fire inside the steps, indicating that there are people living inside.
It was already late, and the whole forest was full of piles of bonfires, and the Beji people with bare arms and wearing animal skin jackets, and dozens of Sui Dynasty visitors had formed a circle hand in hand with the beat of primitive blowing and percussion instruments, dancing around the fire, laughing and laughing, at this time, all language barriers were no longer a problem, the large pieces of animal meat cooked in the cauldron were fragrant, and the kind of special fruit wine that tasted sour and sour, weird, a bit like the yogurt wine that had been put for a long time, It also made these Sui Dynasty visitors move their fingers, and they drank red and excited one by one.
Feng Lun and Li Shimin sat in the middle of the woodland, next to the largest fire, close to Tudiji, and sat side by side, which was the most honorable guest seat, in the center of the field on one side, near the fire. Two of them are fierce and vigorous. A Beji man who is as strong as a mountain. Dressed only in two short scars made of animal skins, covering the hidden area below the waist, and covered with thick lard, they were wrestling in a ball to the applause of the crowd, performing the art of wrestling for the visitors from afar.
Feng Lun watched as the two Great Khans pushed their heads against each other, against their arms, and writhed there. There is no beauty at all, but the people around him, even Li Shimin, are watching intently, applauding again and again, although he also knows that the skill of this wrestling is derived from the hand-to-hand combat skills of these Beji people in the mountains on weekdays with bears, wild boars and other fierce beasts, and the actual combat skills when they are captured, although they are not attractive. But it's extremely practical.
But Feng Lun, who doesn't practice martial arts, can't appreciate this beauty no matter what. On the contrary, Sister Furong, who was sitting on the side, had already washed off the oil paint on her face at this time, and her facial features were still marked, although she had thick eyebrows and big eyes, but she also had a wild face, but it also attracted a lot of interest from Feng Lun, so that when he was drinking, he peeked at her from time to time, especially the pair of heavenly feet, which had taken off the fur boots at this time, a pair of fat heavenly feet, with her crossed legs, gently swaying, with a wild flavor.
In this era, the people of the Central Plains are still mainly based on low seats, and the common people often sit on the ground, while the dignitaries have begun to use the benches similar to those of later generations, such as Mazha as the main seats, but they are still low-legged seats, because since the Spring and Autumn Period, they have always to maintain a correct sitting posture, and the regular sitting method is to kneel on the ground, with the buttocks on their heels, and keep the upper body still.
But these Beji people are savages, and they don't pay attention to these at all, they cut down those big trees that are hugged by one or two people, and sawed them into a truncated sitting mound, about a foot high, and the whole person sits on it, so that they can also put their feet up, and the men's feet are black and dirty, with black hair, and it seems that the feet of the bear's paws are still rubbing their feet, and from time to time the yellow-black old mud in the toes is exposed, so that Feng Lun looks at it, and he almost vomits in disgust.
But when Feng Lun's eyes fell on Sister Furong's big feet, it was much more comfortable, in addition to the slightly thicker cortex on the soles of the feet, these beautiful big feet were also eye-catching, with the slight swing of the calf and stomach with quite lines, a pair of bells tied to the ankles rang gently, which was sultry.
Tu Di Ji coughed lightly twice, Feng Lun came back to his senses, realized his rudeness, smiled embarrassedly, and changed the topic: "Chief Tu, I didn't expect that there was such a paradise in this mountain forest, Wei thought that the white mountains and black water, the ice and snow, and the environment were treacherous, but I didn't expect that there was such a style here, it was really eye-opening." ”
Tudi Ji smiled slightly: "This is indeed the place where our ancestors lived, and if it wasn't for the last resort, our tribe would be reluctant to leave here." ”
Feng Lunqi said: "What's wrong?" I saw that you were doing well, so why did you have to leave? ”
Suddenly, the chief sighed and shook his head: "Ambassador Feng, you have come from afar, and you have also seen the situation of our tribe, we will not hide it from you, in front of the Supreme, I am half lying, saying that we have long admired the etiquette of the **** kingdom and want to attach the clan, but in fact, it is because we can't stay here." If they can still get along, who wants to abandon the place where their ancestors lived, move to other places, and send people under the fence? ”
The corners of Feng Lun's mouth hooked: "What the hell is going on, the envoy has been here for two days, and you have also taken me to see the environment of your tribe, chief, I feel very good, so I won't be unable to stay." ”
Tudiji gritted his teeth, lowered his voice, and said: "Our Su Mo is the southernmost of the Beji tribes, with Goguryeo in the southeast, Khitan Yuling in the south, and the grassland in the west is where we put our horses, bordering the Turkic Mohe tribe and the Beji tribe in the north. ”
"Originally, we have always been subordinate to Goguryeo, with the support of Goguryeo, other tribes still dare not do anything with us, but last time we raised the tribe to aid Goguryeo, but Goguryeo deducted military salaries, and even secretly instructed the Khitan Rilian to raid us, our tribe had more than 5,000 strong men, and more than 3,000 people died in this raid, you must know that for our tribes, strong men are the foundation of being bullied by outsiders, Now there are only three or four thousand people in our tribe plus women in the prime of life who can draw bows and shoot arrows, and they have offended Goguryeo, and it is even more difficult to gain a foothold here. ”
Feng Lun suddenly realized and nodded: "So that's the case, no wonder I seem to be in the past few days, it seems that the scale of your tribe is much smaller than that of the Yuling Department, on the grassland, in the dense forests, there are the laws of the jungle, that is, the strong survive, and the weak tribes can only be annexed, and it is difficult for you." But why don't you move north? are also Beji brothers, so they shouldn't kill each other. ”
Tu Di Ji gritted his teeth: "The biggest problem is these brothers of the same clan!" (To be continued.) )