In ancient society, transportation and communication were inconvenient. Standing in the horse market outside Fushun Pass, Zhou Qingfeng could see and smell only people and things within 50 meters of him—vendors, livestock, horse-drawn carts, mud, all of which were colliding, shouting, shouting, and the disgusting smell of their mixture.

Zhou Qingfeng couldn't escape last night, he was entangled by the bald barbarian Batu, saying that he wanted him to help come up with ideas. The 'old lady of Yehe' did not bother him again, but when he returned, he scolded in the tent all night, and made it impossible to clean up.

In fact, Zhou Qingfeng had nowhere to go, and after sleeping in a dilapidated house in the horse market, he smelled all over his body when he woke up in the morning. There is no clean drinking water, no clean clothes, no delicious food, nothing to be happy about. Zhou Qingfeng looked at the horse market that was gradually becoming lively, and there was only one trouble after another in his heart.

"Senior brother, what should we do?" Yang Jian also got up and looked at Zhou Qingfeng with a sad face. The two monks who were supposed to have a great future and respected monks had messy hair and crumpled clothes at the moment. They didn't even eat the last meal, and their stomachs were growling with hunger. "Senior brother, I can't think of any ideas, now I can only look at you."

"Master, do you have any relatives and friends to take refuge into?" Zhou Qingfeng asked.

"It's gone." Yang Jian shook his head, "Even if there is, who will come to deliver charcoal in the snow?" ”

is also said, there is no live Lei Feng in these years, who will save Zhou Qingfeng from fire and water?

Zhou Qingfeng looked at the tents of the group of Mongols again, Mang Gurdai scolded all night last night, and now it is finally quiet. He guessed that the Mongolian leader probably drank a stomach full of wine, and when he was drunk, he didn't care - probably it was this kind of stupid and bold waste that dared to marry such a dangerous woman as 'Old Lady Yehe', and Zhou Qingfeng couldn't count on him anyway.

It is impossible to let Yang Jian leave Gu Yuanwei to escape alone, but it is even more impossible to let Zhou Qingfeng take Gu Yuanwei to escape. Zhou Qingfeng was pondering how to get the best of both worlds, and the bald barbarian Batu came over again and said, "The hostess asked me to call you over, she has something to discuss with you." ”

Zhou Qingfeng scratched his head and followed helplessly, thinking that he would have breakfast. Batu led him to the largest tent, lifted the curtain and invited him in. The inside of the tent was quite spacious, and the light filtered through the roof of the tent, but I didn't feel stuffy. Mang Guldai slept on a blanket with her hands and feet spread out, 'Old Lady Yehe' knelt on the other side to wash, and several maids braided her hair.

The woman glanced at Zhou Qingfeng, pointed to a low table in the tent with mare's milk, dried meat, and tea, and signaled that it was prepared for him. Zhou Qingfeng was also not polite, sat on the ground according to the case, rinsed his mouth with tea and then started eating. After all, if you don't eat, you don't have physical strength, let alone spiritual power.

Seeing that Zhou Qingfeng didn't resist much, the woman said: "The three of you masters and apprentices are so down, but you refuse to give up, you should have encountered some difficulties, right?" Is there anything I can do to help? ”

Zhou Qingfeng was eating a piece of sheep cheese, and was a little surprised when he heard the words, this woman actually knew how to use Huairou methods. He asked rhetorically, "What should I call you?" ”

"The people in the clan call me and Zhuo, and the minions under my command naturally call me master." The woman said, "Depends on what you want to call it." ”

"I'll call you and Sister Zhuo, it should be fine." Zhou Qingfeng said.

Knowing that it was impossible for Zhou Qingfeng to be a slave for himself, this noble girl from Ye Hebu snorted coldly, which could be regarded as a tacit acquiescence. Zhou Qingfeng finished breakfast, drank a few cups of tea and said, "I have a big trouble, it's my own big trouble." ”

He Zhuo glanced at Zhou Qingfeng, it would be her turn to listen to the story. However, Zhou Qingfeng's story is much simpler, mainly because Gu Yuanwei forcibly infused him with the true element, resulting in a mismatch between the true element and the root bone, "I want to change to a true element that can match myself." ”

"You little slippery head, this is clearly trying to change the master." He Zhuo sneered, "But I really can't help you with this." We Jurchen people practice either by their own talent and excellence, or by the guidance of the shamans of the clan. As far as I know, if a person wants to replace the foreign true element, he must find the person who infused the true element to take it back first, otherwise others will have no choice. ”

"You mean that I still have to heal my master's serious injuries first, and then let him remove his master-apprentice status and let me go?" Zhou Qingfeng asked, "Can you heal Gu Yuanwei's injury?" ”

"I can't." He Zhuo smiled and shook his head, "But I know who can." ”

"Your shaman of Yehbe?"

"It's not." He Zhuo continued to shake his head, "I don't want you to be my minion now, you can help me think about how to transport the batch of weapons that were detained in Fushun." There were 800 sets of cotton armor, 100 sets of rolled armor, and 50 sets of chain mail, all of which we urgently needed. ”

The Ming Dynasty had extremely strict control over iron weapons on the border, and they were not happy to sell some hoes. And in weapons, armor and bows are more important than knives and guns. Having a armor or not being a armor is completely different things, and the combat effectiveness is very different. This kind of control in the Ming Dynasty is quite similar to the high-tech output of Eagle Sauce control to rabbits, which is to get stuck in the neck.

However, at the end of the dynasty, any system often becomes empty talk. Fushun is very close to Shenyang, and Shenyang is the top priority of Liaodong border defense, and there are many craftsmen. The hard-working craftsmen were eager to build more weapons and armor to sell to the Jurchens in the north, which was a real job to support their families. And the nature of doing this business is the large and small border generals at all levels in Liaodong.

Now that Nurhachi has come to the door, Yehebu can't wait to transport this batch of armor back to equip the soldiers. But things went wrong, and Li Yongfang, a guerrilla in Fushun who controlled the pass, collected the money but did not deliver the goods. Only then did Zhou Qingfeng know that Mang Gurdai was so angry with Mao last night. Suddenly coming to this hand at a critical juncture, can it not make people hate it.

"The Ming army guarded the border walls and passes, and did not allow us Jurchens and Mongols to enter the Ming territory at will. We now know that the armor is stored in Fushun City, which is not far away, but we can't get our hands on it. He Zhuo said, "Someone has to help us, and we have to be a smart person." ”

"You can't find anyone else to help you in Fushun City? Or spend a little more. ”

"The one who stuck us is Fushun guerrilla Li Yongfang, he is the biggest head of Fushun, who can help at this time? And we didn't bring enough money this time, if we go back and bring the money and come back, I'm afraid that Nurhachi has already hit Yehe City. We can't find anyone else right now, we can only try you. If you can help with this, I can show you the way to save your master. ”

"I'm doing you so much, and you're just showing me the way?"

"So what else do you want? Think about it. Make a quick decision, if there is no other way today, I can only lead the team back to Yehe. He Zhuo said and looked at Mang Guldai who was drunk in the tent, and quickly looked away again. She looked up stubbornly and hated.

Zhou Qingfeng frowned, where could he come up with any way? He doesn't know anything about Li Yongfang, and he has no manpower and no intelligence, so he really has no choice. At this time, someone outside the tent suddenly shouted Zhou Qingfeng, and after a while, the bald and reckless Batu walked in and said, "Han boy, your subordinates are looking for you." ”

My subordinates? Where did I get my subordinates alone?

Zhou Qingfeng got up and walked out, and was stunned to find that his 'subordinates' were the two small leaders of Wang Zhang who ransacked the Dragon King Temple with him a few days ago. The two men came running to him with a group of people. As soon as these guys saw Zhou Qingfeng, they hurriedly rushed over and cried: "Big boss, you can save us." As soon as you leave, the dog officials in the city will drive us to death. You're going to call the shots! ”

Zhou Qingfeng's expression was like inexplicably receiving a winning text message to cheat money, puzzled, puzzled, and a little annoyed. He organized the spear team to attack the Dragon King Temple entirely for his own chance, and the spear team was like toilet paper to him, indispensable before use, and avoided after use. He didn't think about continuing to lead this rabble, who knew that these people would find him again.

"How did you find me?"

"The great boss showed his might here yesterday and bravely fought against the Mongolian barbarians, and these deeds have been spread throughout Fushun City. When we heard the news, we rushed to join us early in the morning. ”

The image of Zhou Qingfeng, a little brat, is too eye-catching. As soon as he plays, it's impossible for others not to notice. As long as you say, 'an eight-year-old kid who can cast lightning strikes', it's definitely him, and he didn't run.

"So what are you looking for me?"

"We have heard that the great boss has single-handedly conquered dozens of Mongol warriors and even formed brothers with the Mongol chieftains. After we came here, we inquired carefully and found that the big boss was really powerful. Now I just ask for the big boss to take me in, and I will never complain about being a cow or a horse. ”

I don't know who is spreading rumors about Zhou Qingfeng, exaggerating yesterday's fight, and in-depth processing has become a legendary folk tale. Don't listen to the arrogance of the two small leaders Wang Zhang, in fact, they are also desperate. They originally thought that there was a monk master as a backer, but they didn't dare to say that they were walking sideways in Fushun, so they could eat together.

Who would have thought that Zhou Qingfeng patted his ass and left by himself, but he provoked Jinyiwei and Dongchang. The Wang family and the Zhang family suffered suddenly, and fled from Fushun City in a panic and went to the countryside. Now I found out that Zhou Qingfeng hooked up with the Mongols in the horse market, so I came over to try my luck. Anyway, now there is no other way than to follow Zhou Qingfeng all the way to the dark, and there is no other way to do these bitter haha.

Yang Jian saw that Zhou Qingfeng was surrounded by a group of guys who looked like old farmers, and hurriedly came over to take a look at the situation. Knowing that a group of people were coming to defect, he suddenly said with a little warmth: "Senior brother, when did you gather so many people?" But it's good to have these people. Finally, I can find a place for Master to be served and settled, so that I don't have to hide in this messy horse market. Senior brother, you can agree quickly. ”

Promise? Promise to raise such a group of old farmers who can rob? Do you know what happens when you can't meet their needs? If it's just to take care of Gu Yuanwei, you can't spend a few dollars to hire someone, where is there such a trouble. Zhou Qingfeng felt that his senior brother was really naïve.

However, with Yang Jian so involved, the two small leaders hurriedly approached Yang Jian. Yang Jian also pretended to be forced to show these people a small technique, which immediately won the applause of the whole house, plus several pairs of arms that knelt on the ground and hugged their thighs. Just seeing him having so much fun, Zhou Qingfeng could only roll his eyes.

At this time, He Zhuo came out of the tent and hurriedly walked to Zhou Qingfeng's side. She first looked at these subordinates who seemed to have defected to Zhou Qingfeng in surprise, and then whispered, "I just got the news that this bastard Li Yongfang sold the armor we paid for to Nurhachi. I'll just ask you, is there a way for you to do it once? ”

"Whom?" Without waiting for Zhou Qingfeng to speak, the two small leaders under him hurriedly interjected: "Who is the big boss going to do?" We don't have to say anything, we just do it. ”

Zhou Qingfeng said angrily: "Gan Nurhaci and Li Yongfang, do you have this ability?" ”

"We are only cheap, as long as the big boss is willing to take the lead, what is there to be afraid of?" The two little bosses were determined to stay by Zhou Qingfeng's side, and now no matter what they say, they all agree.

He Zhuo also noticed that the situation had changed a little, and said again: "If you agree to do this vote, I will tell you how to save your master." ”

When Yang Jian heard that there was a way to save Gu Yuanwei, she was even more excited to ask Zhou Qingfeng's shoulder, "What? Can you save my Master? Senior brother, what are you waiting for? him, no matter who you want to do, I don't have a word about it. ”

A circle of people surrounded Zhou Qingfeng and kept asking him to 'do it'. He Zhuo asked him to do Nurhachi, and a group of old farmers who played cameo robbers wanted to fight him to the end, and Yang briefly went down to save the master. Zhou Qingfeng was so noisy that he was going to blow up. He finally had to shout, "Okay, okay, don't make any noise." Just do it, you bastards are so not afraid of death, then fuck it! ”