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Many local Arabs carried sticks, and all the young men held their chests violently and looked provocative, and they looked like they didn't agree with each other.

The opposite side is also not a good type, a large group of yellow-haired and black-skinned people, all of them are Tang people, and they are also unyielding, scolding and scolding and crowding forward, especially the real guys they are carrying in their hands, the bright horizontal knife, the instrument knife, it looks even more murderous.

Fujian has a population of more than 40 million, and there are only 10 million people in the Tang Dynasty, which still includes the Lingnan She people, the sultry people, the Li people, the Northern Turkic people, the Tiele people, the Goguryeo people, etc.

But in fact, among the five cities outside the Zagros Mountains, the number of Tang people is quite large, and they even account for almost half of the urban population.

A few months ago, the political turmoil that caused a sensation in Fujian Province, I don't know how many famous families in the officialdom have fallen, one person has attained enlightenment, one person has ascended to heaven, one person has been unlucky, and the whole family has also been unlucky, and about tens of thousands of family members of convicts have been sent to these towns west of the Zagros Mountains.

The Fujian army in these towns and government soldiers is only one or two thousand, a while ago, Saladin's army invaded Fujian, in order to defend, the county officials issued weapons to these Fujian people, all mobilized to defend the city, can be regarded as some merit and strength, the families of the prisoners have also become a lot of toughness, in recent times, there are many disputes with the local Arabs.

I don't know what is going on today, Cui, Wang, and Zheng have mobilized the young children in the family, and they can't wait to eat these bearded Arabs.

Several Han patriarchs, Arab elders and ducks debated in two languages for a long time, the more they talked, the more confused they became, and finally the conversation collapsed, and the respective bosses returned to the back and shouted, and the young people suddenly rose up with murderous momentum, seeing that the two groups of people rolled up their sleeves and were about to fight, a cold shout like killing a pig sounded violently in the back.

"Keep people under the knife!"

Just after a political purge, these words have this great magic power for the Tang people who were assigned, and the more than ten criminal officials and children of the family who rushed out with knives in front of them were weak, and they simply lay on the ground, so that the Arab tribes who were about to start fighting with date palm sticks on the opposite side were also taken aback, for fear of what kind of conspiracy these Fujian people used, they also took a big step back, and looked vigilantly.

This kung fu, the panting Yao Chong, Song Jing and Li Ming finally rushed over, more than a dozen government soldiers weapons out of the sheath, fiercely blocked in the center of the two gangs, looking at the sweaty Song Jing's iconic fat face, the leader of the Cui family's criminal officials, the former imperial history Han Kuang Han shouted sadly.

"It's you again!"

Looking at Han Kuang's familiar goatee's emaciated face, Song Jing was also depressed and screamed, "It's you again!" Lord Han, can't you be honest? ”

Zagros Mountain Range came out, came here and stationed here for half a month, ten times the Tang people's weapon fight was once he Han Kuang picked the head, looking at the once polite Han Yushi, Song Jing was a little aesthetically tired, and shouted angrily, "Lord Han, this time is fighting for water or for date palms?" Is there something that can't be reported to the police to be resolved? Do you have to use a knife or a gun? ”

There have been so many weapon fights, in fact, many times it was the Tang people who made the first move.

The families of the convicts were originally powerful and powerful in the local area, but once they suffered and were assigned to the frontiers, the original high-class land and water sources were occupied by the Arab barbarians they looked down on, which naturally caused these Tang people to be unhappy, so they fought for water sources and grabbed land from time to time.

In the past, it was basically the Tang people who were at a loss, and they just said a few words, but this time, Han Kuang showed a face full of grievances, and pointed to the other end angrily and shouted, "Song Duwei, this time we don't blame us, originally the families stayed at home well, a while ago to catch up with the war, did not celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, the clan elders discussed, from the pigs raised to pick a dozen or so to kill, each family to share some meat, it is also a celebration!" ”

Han Kuang, who had lost a lot of weight here, was angry, and pointed at the Arabs on the opposite side with bitterness and hatred, and roared, "But we just finished killing the pigs, and before the blood was released, these barbarians rushed in, not only injuring several descendants of the Zheng family and the Xu family, but also throwing the pigs we had managed to raise into the toilet!" ”

"Report to the official, I'm going to report to the official, but Xu Dabiao is timid and afraid of things, and he doesn't dare to offend these Arabs at all, and all ethnic groups are angry, so he gathered people to reason with the barbarians."

"Duwei Song, is it wrong for us to ask for an explanation?"

It's no wonder that Han Kuang was wronged like this, the flow of people is bitter, it is really bitter, the original high-ranking families were sent to this windy and sandy land, not to mention the cultivation of Longmu in person, but also to suffer the anger of these local tribes, seeing that Han Kuang's thin man has lost so much weight, the difficult situation can be imagined.

The few pigs that were raised with hard work were finally raised, and each person may not be able to share a few taels of meat, but it was a rare meat harvest for a year, and he was finally in a good mood, but it was destroyed like this, if it was put on Song Jing and Song Fatzi himself, he probably had to jump out and fight with others.

Depressed, Song Jing turned his head again, and asked the tense and even angry Arabs, "Why don't you stay in your own house, what are the pigs of bad people?" ”

Among the Arabs opposite, an old man also walked out, with a long and thick white turban wrapped around his head, a long robe on his body, and a copy of the Koran in his arms.

Shaking his white beard, the old man's imam also spoke a lot of Arabic with resentment, and Song Jing, who listened to it, immediately had a big head twice.

I don't understand!

"That, Brother Yao, what did this old ghost say?"

looked like he understood, nodding his head again and again with deep thought, while Song Jing gritted his teeth and whispered to Yao Chong beside him, Yao Chong's little white face was also the same, and he also muttered in a low voice, "Brother Song, don't you speak Arabic?" On the battlefield that day, you spoke Arabic well! ”

"That's my Song Arabic!"

At this time, Yao Chong was speechless.

Both of them are sad and difficult, this matter can't be delayed, finally the opportunity to eat meat for a year was ruined, and people were beaten, the anger of the foodie Song Jing knew it, and the Arabs on the other side didn't know what was crazy, the same anger, a little drag, maybe the two gangs of people fought again, this knife and gun, maybe more than a dozen people went down.

If they don't find a translator, they can't figure out what the reason is, and the more they persuade them, the more they persuade them, the more chaotic they become.

Just when the two of them were so anxious that their eyebrows burned, a soft snort sounded behind them like a sweet spring willow dew.

"Don't guess, the old Arab man said that pigs are dirty things that pigs themselves identify, and pigs' blood and pork will defile mosques, so they must destroy these pigs and not let the Han people succeed!"

"Do you speak Arabic?"

Turning his head like a treasure, Song Jing shouted in surprise, and Yao Chong slapped his thigh excitedly.

"Little Brother Li, it's like a treasure! Ha ha. ”

"That someone also tied up and stuffed them into a carriage to send them away, huh!"

Seeing that Li Ming pouted and glanced his head to the side again, the smile on Yao Chong's handsome little white face suddenly froze on his face again.

Still holding a grudge! It's really hard to raise only women and villains!

With a sad face, Yao Xiaobai's face squatted in the corner of the wall again and drew a circle.

also smiled awkwardly, but Song Jing quickly thickened his cheeks, and brought the matter back to the current dispute, and persuaded Han Kuang, the former imperial historian, "Lord Han, the custom of the Arabs is extremely disgusted with pork, so it's a big deal for us to raise something else." ”

"Adults don't dare to be, Song Duwei said lightly, now Han is a prisoner, he has no long things, these pigs are not easy to send from old friends in China, and they are difficult to feed, why should I wait for the house in distress to accommodate these Arabs, and even give up this bit of meat?"

"Is it still the world of my Great Min Tang people?"

Listening to Han Kuang's resentful rebuttal, Song Jing was suddenly choked there, this end, looking at Han Kuang's angry appearance, the white-bearded Arab imam was also angry, and the white-bearded scolding was also congested, and the excited emotions of the elders on both sides drove the strong men on both sides, and hundreds of people were noisy and shouting and pushing together.

Seeing this scene, Yao Chong, Song Jing and a Li Ming broke out in a cold sweat on the back of their heads again.

Woe to the pigs!