For He Mian'er, after surviving in this Mongolian territory, having no worries about food and clothing, and having a place to live, the most important thing at present is communication.

After all, when these Mongolians speak, most of them can only guess, which is really difficult.

The Nabaha couple also tried their best to give them all kinds of ways to try to teach them some of the simplest Mongolian languages.

In the blink of an eye, He Mian'er had been in this Mongolian territory for ten months. On this day, Sunina invited her and Chen Fuzi to a yurt.

Sunina was happy, but Rao was even compared with her, but He Mian'er was still a little confused. So he and Chen Fuzi went with her to have a look.

It was an ordinary yurt, and the outside was also a traditional white dome. But as soon as the curtain was lifted, He Mian'er understood why Sunina would bring her here.

The room was full of scrolls and paintings made of sheepskin. Master Chen hurriedly stepped forward and said casually: "This heart is my hometown. ”

Immediately, he clapped his hands again and again and praised: "Good words, good words." ”

One of the people inside walked out, only to see that this person was wearing a Mongolian black robe, but his hair was dressed as a Central Plains man, tied with a square scarf, and he looked a little nondescript. But it can also be seen at a glance that he is a Confucian scholar.

This person is thin and has a few sparse beards, and when he saw He Mian'er and them, he was also a little excited, and stepped forward in three steps and two steps: "I never thought that one day I would be able to see my Central Plains people again." The tone was already very excited.

Master Chen saluted respectfully and said, "I'm bothering my seniors." For a while, both of them had a sense of "the same is the end of the world, why should they have known each other".

He Mian'er looked carefully at the yurt, it was like a study in the Central Plains, except for the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, the ground was full of paper books.

But the precious gold vessels, jewels, and the like were crushed under the books and eaten in ashes.

He Mian'er had a little guess about this person's identity, and sure enough, the man found a jar of Central Plains spirits from nowhere, and casually took out three bronze wine glasses, poured a glass to Master Chen and He Mian'er, and raised his glass and said: "A glass of turbid wine, welcome my distinguished guest in Middle Earth." ”

Master Chen didn't wait for He Mian'er to react, so he took the glass of wine in front of her and said apologetically: "The woman is not strong enough to drink, so Jing Zhi replaced it." ”

The Confucian student didn't care, and the two immediately recited poems against each other and talked happily. Talking about the affairs of Middle-earth, the people around him don't seem to pay attention to it.

He Mian'er learned from the words of the Confucian scholar that this person's surname was Tang, a person from Hebei in the Central Plains, although he was full of talent and learning, but his luck was not good, and he fell year after year, and he had to make a living as a staff member, but he angered the official family.

Then he fled overnight and came to the border of Mongolia.

"It's been more than ten years, but it's the first time I've seen a middle-earth scholar, and I have no regrets even if I die." This Tang Confucianism said.

The Central Plains had very little contact with this Mongolia, and even if a few Han people occasionally appeared, they were the laymen who came to do business, and they had no common language with this Tang Confucian student.

The two of them hit it off at first sight, only caring about drinking and talking, and ignoring everything else. He Mian'er was unwell, so she went back to rest by herself.

waited until the next day, but never saw the Master Chen come back. When I went to take a look, I was dumbfounded, the two of them didn't know how much wine they had drunk, and the room was full of alcohol, and they didn't talk about business at all.

Fortunately, at nightfall, Master Chen was finally more awake, but if he wanted to speak, it was still a little difficult.

It wasn't until another day that the two returned to normal. "Let Mian'er see and smile." Master Chen said with some shame.

He thought that he must have had a lot of ridiculous behaviors after getting drunk, but he didn't know that after he drank, he was extremely well-behaved, and he only knew to sleep with his head covered, and occasionally muttered a few words, but he couldn't hear what it was.

He Mian'er was angry in her heart, but she also forcibly asked, "Then did Master Tang say that something happened to the border?" ”

Chen Fuzi straightened out his clothes and said solemnly: "The border is not an ordinary thief killing people, but another war. ”

He Mian'er couldn't help but be shocked, and said in amazement: "How come? ”

She and Chen Fuzi both knew that after Xu Yunqing single-handedly cut off the head of the Xiongnu leader Huerle, the army of the Great Xiao State forced the Xiongnu Tatar to retreat to the foothills of Yinshan Mountain, and for more than ten years, there was no possibility of violating the border of the Central Plains.

The Xiongnu were already in a weak position, and they would naturally sign a peace agreement with the Great Xiao State. And the Great Xiao Kingdom has experienced wars for many years, the border people have been displaced, and even the little nun has no choice but to come to the capital, and the people are eager for peace for a long time, so how can they rashly start a war?

Master Chen pondered for a long time, as if he had something to say, but he swallowed it after all, and only said: "What is the truth, then Master Tang is afraid and doesn't know, so he can only wait for news." ”

The two were silent for a while, and when the war broke out again, their way back to Beijing would be delayed again and again, and I don't know how many people on the border would have to suffer from the war again.

I just don't know who this main battle person will be?

So far, He Mian'er only takes care of the fetus, and Sunina and his wife have never had a son and a half daughter in their lives, so they take great care of He Mian'er, and only regard He Mian'er as their own daughter in their hearts.

He Mian'er is not a delicate person, and while she was moved, she secretly thought in her heart, this trip is difficult and dangerous, and it is difficult to say whether the fetus in this womb can be saved. Try to do things by yourself and don't want to trouble others.

At the suggestion of Master Chen, he set up a small stall to show some minor illnesses to those poor families, earn a few hardships, and barely make ends meet.

"Master is really knowledgeable, and even this medical skill is very proficient." He Mian'er saw that Master Chen was sitting on the crowded street, holding a book, which looked a little out of place in this lively place, and couldn't help but smile and smile.

Master Chen said silently: "My biological mother is frail and sickly, and I don't want to ask for more doctors, so I will study by myself, hoping to alleviate her pain." ”

He Mian'er consciously lost her words for a while, this Chen Fuzi's mother is newly mourned, and she is still in the three-year period of filial piety, so she must be cautious and solemn, and she must not be ridiculous.

I had to make up for it: "The master has a heart, and the aunt will be pleased in the spirit of heaven." ”

Master Chen only shook his head, was silent for a long time, and then turned to look at He Mian'er's stomach and said, "You sit down, I'll check your pulse and see how the fetus looks." ”

He Mian'er did not refuse, and let him take the pulse. Master Chen was silent, and only said: "The pulse is unstable, probably because I was too frightened before, there are very few medicinal herbs in this border, and I am afraid that it is difficult to find medicine to nourish the fetus." ”

said that even so, he still asked Master Tang to ask for a lot of Chinese medicine and personally decocted the medicine for He Mian'er.

"Childish is innocent," Chen Fuzi said here, but his eyes were red. "Rao is the adults have any grievances and grievances, and don't involve the children."

He Mian'er knew that he had hurt himself, so it was inconvenient to say more, so he only nodded slowly.