Obviously, Zhang Yang is not a special character for Man'er, since he wants to see it, he will see it.

The next day, the barbarian took Wu Yanxiu with great excitement and told him that he must tell him the result of the trial.

The items on the shelves are very complete, most of them are from Luoyang, and the hairpin ornaments are more atmospheric than other places, and Wu Yanxiu can see it at a glance.

This man is not simple.

Being able to transport goods across the defense lines of the two countries to this place just after the end of the war is obviously an extraordinary ability.

The two looked at each other and thought about it.

Wu Yanxiu was the first to speak, "You are from Luoyang, I grew up in Luoyang, and I look familiar with your goods." ”

Zhang Yang nodded.

"My name is Wu Yanxiu, have you heard about me in Luoyang? What's new in Luoyang lately? ”

Because Emperor Wu mentioned Wu Yanxiu, Zhang Yang remembered it very clearly, and he specially learned about it in Luoyang, and soon after coming to Turkic, Shen Sanwen mentioned this person again, and he met him so quickly.

Emperor Wu said that this person might be able to help him, so it was necessary to talk to him.

Zhang Yang glanced at him and shook his head, pretending not to care, and then turned his head and asked what Man'er needed, "This beautiful little girl is here again, and she has brought a friend to take care of our business?" ”

Man'er smiled and grabbed Wu Yanxiu's arm, "I don't know what hairpin style looks good to wear, so I specially called a helper to help me choose." ”

Wu Yanxiu was a little shy, he was already a prisoner, and he had no intention of getting married, and Man'er's actions gave him another glimmer of hope in his heart.

Zhang Yang looked at his smugness and shyness, and his trust in Wu Yanxiu was greatly reduced.

Zhang Yang became enthusiastic again, "Then this brother will pick one, although I sell a woman's hairpin, but many people wear it for their beloved." Little brother, pick slowly, take a look, it's okay if you don't buy it. ”

Wu Yanxiu chose carefully, although Zhang Yang also brought some other rouge gouache and handkerchief sachets, but the barbarian only glanced at it and lost his desire.

Riding horses on the grassland, what do you want this thing to do. Or buy a few golden hairpins, and occasionally fiddle with the hair accessories of the Central Plains people for fun.

Wu Yanxiu chose a hosta with a whole body of emerald green, and Zhang Yang immediately boasted, "This brother is really good-looking, this hosta is of the highest quality in texture, I also bought it from a traveler at the beginning, if he hadn't stolen his money, and he needed to live in the hotel, he wouldn't have given this thing to me." ”

Wu Yanxiu nodded, and asked Man'er again, "Do you like it?" ”

"Hmm", the barbarian nodded, picked up the hosta and looked at it in the sun, each side was finely carved and pleasing to the eye. There are too many hairpin styles, she is dazzled, she doesn't know which one to take, she was in a hurry to leave yesterday, and she took one casually, which is far less good than Wu Yanxiu's careful selection today.

After settling the account and putting away the hosta, the barbarian looked at Wu Yanxiu again, meaning to know the result of the previous problem.

Wu Yanxiu politely asked Zhang Yang, "Do you know the martial arts mansion in the west of Luoyang City?" "The people living in the east of the city are all nobles of the former dynasty, or big families, and the martial family belongs to the backward in Luoyang, and the circle of the former dynasty cannot be squeezed in, and the residence is not with them.

Zhang Yang nodded, "Yes, Wu Chenghe's mansion." ”

Wu Yanxiu was a little annoyed, a Hu Shang actually called his father's name, if he knew the courtesy, he would have to call King Wei, and no matter how bad it was, he would call him Lord Wu.

It's just that the Turks didn't have any news from others, so he had to bite the bullet and continue to ask, "How is Master Wu?" ”

Zhang Yang put on a hip-hop smile and looked very gossipy, "I heard that this person is the emperor's nephew, but he has no ability, and he only knows how to have fun all day long." You have to choose a name for a horse, and when I came, he seemed to have lost a horse named Junjie, and he actually fell ill because of it. I guess it must be that the people in this house usually don't have enough to eat, so they secretly cook and eat. The taste of horse meat is good, and Chisato should be even more delicious. ”

Wu Yanxiu has a nickname Junjie, and few people know about it, so he said that Wu Chengji was worried that he was sick.

Wu Yanxiu sighed, this person should have something to do with his father, but he looked very out of tune, "I'm from that Wufu, can you go to say goodbye on my behalf when you return, and just tell the porter that Wu Yanxiu is all right." ”

Zhang Yang nodded, "But, but, but." ”

Wu Yanxiu took out the usual money and handed it to him, Zhang Yang weighed it, and said nothing.

Wu Yanxiu showed consistency again, and Zhang Yang took it and nodded in agreement.

The brute glared at him, "Why are you like this?" ”

Usually it only takes a dozen dollars to carry a letter, and with a message, he actually received two times, what a dishonest businessman.

Zhang Yang put the money in his pocket and stuffed it into his waist pocket, and patted it carefully and evenly, "Girl, this road is not easy to walk now, just after the battle, and it takes a lot of travel expenses to come over to do business, and the officers and soldiers don't care whether we live or die, it's not easy." ”

The barbarian was silent, after all, there are many influences in the war, there are a lot fewer merchants, and it is not easy to buy a decent gift. And this battle is what her father is going to fight, in the name of her family, thinking about it, her whole person is not good, "Okay, okay, remember to bring the news." ”

Wu Yanxiu took her away from the shelf, and the barbarian was worried that Wu Yanxiu was in a bad mood and did not ask about the result.

After walking a few steps and leaving the stall, Wu Yanxiu told her, "That person is not from the Great Zhou, no one would be so rudeless and call the name of a high-ranking official." But he is not like the Turks, who are too sincere to be so greedy. It should be other ethnic groups who grew up on the Turkic border of the Tang Dynasty. ”

The brute nodded.

The two walked around the grassland together, chatted about interesting things, and parted after lunch.

Wu Yanxiu returned to the house, took out the scroll he had written, and handed over the content of the writing to him if Zhang Yang could indeed be trusted.

He did not write a major analysis, but only recorded the appearance of the people who came to the Turks, the ritual process, the small group gatherings and hunting, and even the food eaten, the music he heard, and the bonfire dances he participated in. The thoughts of the people can be expressed through their usual speech and behavior, and a wise person can have an intuitive understanding of the Turks by reading what he wrote.

It's not finished yet. As long as he is in Turk for a day, he will inevitably continue to write.

Anyway, being idle is also idle, and he has played all the fun that the Turks can play.

The harsh environment of the Turks really affected him, and he had a deep understanding of many words in the previous books, and he no longer felt pity for many people like before, and he was uncomfortable with bad things and could never be experienced.

Of course, it wasn't a fortune in his life, it was just a nightmare he wanted to get rid of, and the only consoling memory was a Turkic friend.

I don't know any of this.

The Turkic rainy season is unpredictable, Zhang Yang is very worried, if one day he is selling, suddenly it rains, and then the makeup, what should he do.

Three days later, as is customary, they left the place and headed for a new destination, this time the Turkic Imperial City.

It's really exciting to enter the enemy's capital, and it's swaggering down the streets. Not long ago, they were fighting each other, and at the moment they disguised themselves as one of them and no one noticed, which was very refreshing.

The hundred people he brought with him also thought the same, but there was inevitably a trace of fear, if they were recognized, they would be cool, and maybe they would be cut off and hung on the city gate.

Business was especially good in the political center, and although the Turks were poor, the Turkic nobility was still very rich.

After the barbarian gave the eldest sister-in-law a hosta, the Turkic noblewomen had long expected them to enter the city. One side is waiting to buy, and the other side is in a hurry to sell, which is very suitable, so there are many customers and business is booming.

Along the way, Zhang Yang and Wu Yanxiu had the same feelings. If there is no war, this is really a paradise, grazing horses and sheep, and going out is an endless grassland, where horses are comfortable from the heart. It's no wonder that many heroes in Mr. Jin Yong's books are eager to live a life without conflict outside the Saiwai, all because of the beautiful scenery.

It's just that people still have to live in reality, and there are wars outside the Seychelles.

He had been at war with the Turks for a long time, so there was no confusion about Wu Yanxiu. The Turks are more advocating force than the Great Zhou people, and the Turkic people's competitive heart is far better than the Great Zhou, which emphasizes the dignity and humility of the rank, the bonfire party competition dance, the wrestling conference competition force, everyone is competing for the best role, even the beauty on the grassland has scored a pearl jasper.

After staying in the Imperial City for a while, there was no reason for him to go any further, and the goods were almost sold. These soldiers have been ridiculing the general to learn the ability to sell goods, and they will not worry about being stupid when they open a small shop in the future.

The time is too short, only a familiar role of the route terrain, and a real understanding is not enough. However, he had no choice, and the Turks never regarded him, a Turkic merchant who had been staying on the border, as their own.

The general understanding of the Turks has been quite gained, but the Khitan can't find a reason to go at all. Maybe he should go to Wu Yanxiu to help, maybe it can really be useful.

Just when he was thinking this, Wu Yanxiu came to the Turkic Imperial City.

Many women bought the hairpin style and thought it was not good-looking, so they thought of Wu Yanxiu, he seems to be quite good at picking?

Man'er has been entrusted with many requests to ask Wu Yanxiu to go out of the mountain, this noble son of the Great Zhou Dynasty helps him out of friendship, but he may not be willing to contribute his vision and ask him to help, she is a little embarrassed, and even prepared to return with three invitations in vain.

But unexpectedly, Wu Yanxiu readily agreed, and Man'er sent him the opportunity to contact Zhang Yang.

Wu Yanxiu even said to Man'er very happily, "The hairpin style varies from person to person, it's best for you to call them to go with you tomorrow, and I can give advice in person." ”

The Mosi Khan was not polite to him, so he didn't know any other Turkic nobles except for the barbarians, and this was an opportunity. An opportunity to learn about the marriages of the Turkic nobility, to understand their ideas.

The marriage of the Turkic nobility was divided into two cases. One is a good match, but in fact it is a marriage between two parties with little difference in aristocratic rank. One is to participate in tribal activities and admire each other and become husband and wife. Tribal warriors usually propose to childhood sweethearts or well-known beauties of the tribe, and the family may be a little different, but the warriors are respected, and if they can become Turkic heroes, these stories will be passed down as a good story.

(End of chapter)