The team leader of the Yanmen Pass patrol team has already transferred the register from the post commander to check it.

Linghupo, Ma Yi General Mansion joined the army, was the seventh rank, and was ordered to go to Beijing on an errand.

The name is unfamiliar, but it seems to have been heard somewhere.

As a matter of fact, the report on Ling Hupo's exploits has just been sent from the military headquarters to all parts of the border army, and officers at and above the middle level have already heard about it, but the officers and sergeants at the grassroots level have not yet conveyed it.

The officers of the border army were ordered to enter Beijing and must have an important mission.

The post doctor applied the golden medicine to Linghupo, and then bandaged it, and the patrol team dared to come forward to ask.

"Lord Linghu, we are the patrol team of the Yanmen Pass Shenwu Barracks and the First Battalion of the Tun Cavalry, do you know these killers?"

"I don't know." Ling Hupo replied coldly.

He wouldn't say that it was a bandit in Dongling Mountain, lest this team get to the bottom of it.

"Have you lost any important tokens?"

"Nope."

"You killed all these people?"

"Yes."

“？？？”

It took more than half an hour to bandage the wound and ask for tossing, but nothing came out.

The patrol team had no choice but to protect the scene of more than 20 corpses, and after dawn, they had to ask the Yanmen County Yamen to send personnel to investigate and determine the deceased, and then they could be buried and other on-site treatment.

On the patrol team's interrogation record, Ling Hupo signed and detained.

This nameless murder case was handed over by the military to the Yanmen County Yamen for disposal.

Linghupo and them were in military affairs, and the sky was about to dawn, so they rode out of the post station and headed for Jinyang.

Whether it is hunting wolves, the battle of Yunhai Mountain, the ambush of Yangsang River, or the annihilation of Fan Qian, the jungle cavalry battle, etc., all of them are bloody battles.

Therefore, this encounter at the post station, for Ling Hupo, was not shocked, as if he had taken two steps without anything.

Only Xu Shichang has been reluctant to give up, and he is worried about this matter.

……

The post road from Yanmen Pass to Jinyang is a mountain road, about 800 miles, and it takes three days to complete the horseback riding.

The next evening, they arrived at an unnamed town next to a post road.

I heard that this nameless town did not exist before, but it has only slowly formed in the past ten years, and it is actually a natural town.

The so-called natural town, so the name suggests, is that it is not established by the government yamen, but a fixed residence built by herdsmen and mountain people spontaneously.

In addition to the mountain people, there are also migrated tribes and herdsmen from various ethnic groups living in the town, including more than a dozen tribes such as Uighur, Tiele, Turkic, Xianbei, Khitan, Goguryeo, etc., as well as their families.

The mountain herders here are very hospitable, using barbecued bison and mare's milk wine to entertain passing guests.

Perhaps the policy of reassuring the people of the final Jin Dynasty made the vast number of mountain herdsmen willing to live and work here.

It is hundreds of miles away from the border, belongs to the customs area, and is relatively safe.

Therefore, a fixed residence was gradually built, and the current town gradually took shape.

If you have people and a fixed residence, you can attract merchants from the south to the north to operate here.

Leading the horse into the town, Ling Hupo looked at the piles of bonfires lit on the big grass in front of the town.

After the autumn equinox, the northern mountains are very empty, and the night when the autumn wind blows, it is really cool, and there are bonfires just right.

After finding an inn in the town and paying for the room, Ling Hupo asked the shopkeeper about the bonfires at the entrance of the town.

"Don't you know? This is our folk custom, called the Mid-Autumn Night Party, to be lively for more than ten days or so, in these days, young men and women, every night comes, will sing and dance at the bonfire, looking for each other's favorite people. ”

"If you find it, just wait for the Mid-Autumn Festival to pass, before the Chung Yeung Festival, the man goes to the woman's house to get hired and the marriage is finalized."

Listening to the shopkeeper's words, Hupo was stunned, and then he thought that there was a Cowherd and Weaver Girl Qixi Festival in folk customs, and the bridge section of the Magpie Bridge on July 7.

Why does the Mid-Autumn Festival also have this content?

He turned his head and asked:

"Isn't this marriage between a man and a woman the order of the parents and the words of the matchmaker?"

"Where did the guest officer go, that is a family of nobles, high-ranking families pay attention to the rules, we ordinary mountain herdsmen, but there are not so many rules and regulations, as long as men and women fall in love with each other, the general parents will not object."

When the shopkeeper saw Ling Hupo's cute appearance, he knew that he was a child, and teased:

"This mid-autumn night will be very lively, if the guest officer is free, you can also go to see, if you like a girl, you can go to the next hire, but don't want two or three young men, at the same time to see a girl, then it will be lively."

"What will happen then?" Xu Shichang asked stupidly.

"What's going on? It's a duel! ”

"Huh? Sounds very good, Shichang, why don't you go and see it together, and find you one too? Linghupo amused.

"Hey, I don't... When the eldest brother gets married and marries the eldest sister-in-law, it will not be too late for me to find it. ”

This stupid person is really funny.

“… Haha..."The two of them walked out of the inn in a fight.

This kind of mid-autumn night party that is popular in the north is the first time for them to experience it.

On the way to Beijing, I can experience the ancient ethnic customs, which makes Hupo naturally very interested.

However, with last night's experience, the two of them are now going out, and they are all in the spirit of twelve.

The willow tops on the moon, people about after dusk.

Looking at the young men and women who were happy on the streets of the town, Hu Po couldn't help but think of this poem written by someone else.

Xu Shichang, who was beside him, looked around curiously, looking like a stupid monkey coming out of the deep mountains and old forests.

Following behind Linghu Po and seeing those beautifully dressed herdsman women, Xu Shichang couldn't help but widen his eyes.

He has already passed his eighteenth birthday this year, and the little between men and women, two years ago, he was mixed up with a maid in his hometown in Qingzhou.

It's just that all of a sudden, the family has changed, both parents have died, and since the army, life has become a problem, how can you have the heart to pay attention to these?

"Look at your greedy monkey appearance, you haven't seen a mother in the horse farm?" Linghu Po turned around and gave him a popping chestnut.

"Ouch..."

Xu Shichang touched his head and screamed.

He bared his teeth in defense:

"Most of the women in the horse farm are tanned and dirty, with rough skin, and all of them are crooked melons and cracked dates."

He can be regarded as a beautiful woman who has seen fine skin and tender meat, and a random maid in a large family's house, put it in the horse ranch, that is, a fairy.

No wonder people don't look down on it.

Of course, Ling Hupo could understand, so he didn't say anything more.

There were many stalls on both sides of the town, brought from the south, selling trinkets and knick-knacks that the girl liked.

Merchants from other places shouted loudly in the stalls to solicit business, and deceived the little women of the copper in their pockets.

Looking at this peaceful and prosperous town, Hupo suddenly had a sense of historical mission.

For the sake of such a scene, no matter how many battles he fights, and kill the most bad guys, it will be worth it.

Protecting the territory and the people, and going into battle to kill the enemy, this is the historical mission entrusted to the soldiers of every era.