"Brother, what's going on?" Wan Qingping retracted his breath, blended in with the crowd, and asked a strong man standing tall

Sixty miles north of the desert, this small tribe had a small spring that had been a small tribe that had been living by chasing water and grass, and had slowly settled here thanks to the trade between the Mumba steppe and Jiuli, living by supplying the caravans.

Although most of the tribe still lived in Mombabao, a small low wall was built here, but it was actually a four-foot-high mud stack surrounded by rammed earth, which was far worse than the real wall.

At this time, a large log was erected against the wall, and a young man was tied to it, and a sturdy young man was wielding a whip to whip him, and he was accompanied by two other strong men, who looked like domestic slaves, because both of them had a flattering look on their faces.

There were still many people watching, all of them people who came and went to the caravan or the original tribe of the small tribe, some with sympathy on their faces, some indifferent, and some gloating.

"What else can it be, the second son who beat the person was the second son of the tribal leader, and it was a man slave of the tribe who was beaten, the reason is not the right of the first night, the newly married daughter-in-law of the man slave was taken by the second son, according to the rules, the second son of the nobleman has the right to pick the woman's first night on the day of the cave house!" said the strong man indifferently, looking as a matter of course.

Hearing this, Wan Qingping was extremely shocked, in Wandaohai, no matter how arrogant and domineering the powerful people are, it is still forbidden to rob the people's daughters in the official face, but I didn't expect it to become a natural rule on the grassland, which is too ......

I heard the strong man continue: "The first night right, Manu also admitted, but these two sons seem to be addicted to playing, and they have occupied other people's daughters-in-law for several months, Manu didn't hold back, and wanted to get his daughter-in-law back, and said a little heavy, isn't this like this!"

At this time, I heard the second son grinning around and said: "The big guys have taken a closer look, this is the end of going against me, just a manu, and dare to be disrespectful to the nobles, give me a beating!"

"The second son, they are all from the same tribe, why ......" An old man seemed to be unable to see it, and persuaded a little bit.

But he didn't expect the second son to be angry immediately: "Old thing, I don't want to live anymore, believe it or not, even if I beat you together, I will be killed, and I will only lose two sheep!"

Faced with such a ferocious threat, the old man shook his head and retreated into the crowd, and then the two servants continued to whip the young man with their horsewhips.

After watching silently for a while, Wan Qingping returned to the caravan station, but he was still pondering the previous scene in his heart.

No wonder it is said that the conflict between the nobles and the commoners in the Mumba grassland is severe, just like today, if he were to be the young man, he would have slaughtered the so-called second son a long time ago, but then again, according to the rules of the grassland, no matter what the reason, the commoners will definitely pay for their lives if they kill the nobles.

On the contrary, the nobles killed the commoners, and the punishment was very light, sometimes even a few sheep and a few cows.

What's more serious is that the aristocracy is born to be a nobleman, and the commoners are still commoners no matter what, which completely blocks the upward channel of the real social structure, and people can't see the hope of getting rid of their fate.

In Wandaohai or Jueling Island, although there are such and such injustices, as long as a person is willing to work hard, he can still change his fate, such as studying and becoming an official, such as making a fortune in business.

As for the extension of the conflict to the cultivation world, this is not surprising, mortals are the basis of monks, and with the arrogance of the nobility, they have become monks, and most of them also look down on those monks of common origin.

Every few years, monks will come to the tribe to test the qualifications, select people with spiritual knowledge, and the tribal leaders will often secretly manipulate and suppress the civilians who are dissatisfied with them to participate in the qualification test, such as on this day, send this person to graze, even if you have excellent qualifications, it is useless to miss the opportunity to choose.

Of course, this situation is changing, and some people, in order to become monks, secretly suppress their dissatisfaction with the nobility, and wait until they get ahead before settling accounts.

Monks are also human beings, who don't have relatives and friends, how can they be suppressed when they see their relatives and friends being bullied by the nobles, so in the cultivation world, the conflict between the nobles and the commoners has intensified, and even some monks from commoner backgrounds have secretly formed organizations to kill the nobles openly and secretly, which has also exacerbated the turmoil in the Mumba grassland.

However, not all nobles are vicious people, but one out of ten people is like this, which is enough to arouse hatred, and the nobles will instinctively stand on the side of their own class out of their own interests, so after thousands of years, the originally stable Mumba grassland has become more and more turbulent, maybe one day, the monks from the two classes will have a shocking battle.

This contradiction, even the top level of the grassland monks could not suppress it, they could only come up with various ways to delay and ease, and even in the top level of the monks themselves, they were vaguely divided into two camps that were not in harmony with each other, but these people were old and fine, and knew that if the two major classes of the grassland went to war, it would damage the overall interests of the monks, and in the face of the threat of the lamas of the Western Plateau, they had been compromising with each other.

However, the monks from the aristocratic class are generally a minority, so why can they faintly suppress the monks from the common people? Wan Qingping was a little puzzled by this question, so he brought the caravan leader monk over.

"Seniors, nobles are not fools, they know that their own strength is insufficient, so they will also win over commoners and increase their strength, for example, if a commoner confirms that he has cultivation qualifications, if this person does not hate the nobles, most of the nobles will give some small favors to their families...... The centrist monks accounted for more than half of the total number of monks, and when there was a conflict between the nobles and the commoners, they often mediated between the two. ”

Wan Qingping suddenly realized that half of the power was indeed not to be ignored, and it was enough to influence the trend of the grassland situation.

"Senior, I heard that you are going to leave the caravan tomorrow and go north, I wonder if the junior can know the whereabouts of the senior? The senior repelled the demon scorpion this time and preserved the goods of the junior family, presumably the head of the family will definitely be grateful to the senior......" After answering the question, the leading monk said cautiously.

looked at this person with a smile for a while, until the person who looked at it was stunned, Wan Qingping retracted his gaze, knowing what this person had in mind, it was nothing more than wanting to take this opportunity to tie up with himself, a "senior master", with his own status as a Jindan monk in Jiuli, if he could stutter, it would definitely be useful to this kind of family that sold goods between Jiuli and Mengba.

But it doesn't matter, how can you be empty-handed? So he told this person where he was staying.

Zhanghuankou, located at the northern end of the Chahar tribe, is actually two completely different places in the mouths of mortals and monks, what mortals call Zhanghuankou is Zhanghuankou, there are monks in it, but most of them are some low-level monks in the Qi refining period, and occasionally one or two foundation building monks appear, then they are considered to be seniors.

The monk's mouth of Zhang Huankou is located in a place ninety miles west of the mouth of the mortal Zhang Huankou, this place is mainly composed of four tall mountain ranges, these four mountains are excellent places for spiritual energy, densely covered with large and small caves, there have been the number of idle people, there are more than 9,000 caves of the monks alone, you can imagine how many monks gathered here.

Of course, there are several attached small mountain ranges around each big mountain, and some of them even exceed the main peak, but these places are often not inhabited by the Zhuji monks, and most of them are occupied by Jindan masters.

In the middle of the four mountains, it is a flat land that is not flat, somewhat undulating, the area is more than 20 miles, the aura is not too bad, at least it can meet the cultivation of monks in the Qi refining period, after years of development, this place has been built into a city, not only for low-level monks to cultivate, but also to open large and small shops, for monks to buy and sell.

Every day here, it is bustling with people, not only local monks, but also monks from other parts of the Chahar tribe, monks from other tribes in the surrounding area, and even many non-Mumba monks, such as the Jiuli people.

When it comes to the Jiuli people, most of the Mumba monks will contemptuously call them "Jiuli barbarians", which means people who are brave and ruthless.

This title is too vivid, Jiuli has to practice the way of raising Gu to cultivate monks due to its poor production, so the various foreign races on the Mumba grassland, such as the Loulan people, the Manchu people, the Shatuo people, etc., count the Jiuli people are the most brave and ruthless.

There are even some Jiuli Gu masters who go to the Momba grassland to beg for a living, forming a small gang that specializes in robbing monks, known as the "Jiuli bandits", many grassland monks are deeply affected, especially the Chahar tribe close to them is the most serious, which can be regarded as notorious.

Of course, there are also places where Mumba people envy Jiuli, such as refining, the magic weapons produced by Jiuli are synonymous with excellence, and they are very popular with monks of all ethnic groups, not only transporting a large number of magic weapons from Jiuli to the Mumba grassland every year, but also many Jiuli refiners go to the Mumba grassland to open refining shops, take Zhang Huankou as an example, ten refining shops, four of them are opened by Jiuli people.

On the bustling main street of Zhanghuankou, there is a building covering an area of two places and two acres, unlike other buildings made of bricks and stones, this building is very distinctive, not only the bottom is supported by a thick wooden pile, but also the top is also made of wood, like a low stilt building.

To be able to occupy such a large area on the main street of Zhanghuankou in this golden inch, there must be a lot of rent every year, however, this place never pays a spirit stone every year, because this is the place where the Chahar tribe specially allocated to the Jiuli tribe to open a trading company.

At this time, in a room on the third floor of this building, two monks were sitting upright, one was a middle-aged woman in her forties, and the other was an old man with gray hair, and the two were drinking tea and talking something.

(I was going to do three more, but there was a delay, I didn't get it, I saw if there was time tomorrow, my little brother is not a full-time writer, and I can't help myself!)