Chen Zhao shouted to everyone, "Be careful, don't do it if I don't give an order!" ”

Everyone responded and immediately dispersed to surround the convoy in the middle.

At this moment, the group also came closer.

The tall horses were all prairie men, a tall and sturdy man wrapped in a fur-turned leather robe, a wide leather hat, a face that covered half of his reddish-brown complexion, a thick beard, a shiny horsewhip in his hand, and a scimitar at his side!

This is the best iron horse in the Prairie Court!

Almost instantly, Chen Zhao recognized it, and his heart was slightly raised. Most of the people they had met before were guards of various tribes, much worse than the people in front of them.

In other words, with the rhetoric and means of the previous trade, I am afraid that it will not be possible.

Sure enough, the leader of the iron cavalry on the opposite side stepped forward with the reins of his horse, his eyes were full of vigilance and refinement, and he spoke an authentic grassland dialect, without accommodating the caravan at all, and using the meaning of broken Chinese.

Fortunately, Chen Zhao is also capable. In the previous months of living in the royal court, he also learned the grassland dialect.

The leader of the Iron Cavalry inquired where they had come from and where they were going.

Chen Zhao saluted to express his friendliness, then took out a string of Buddhist beads and handed it over, and said in the grassland dialect, "Mingjian, the warrior of the grassland, I am a merchant who travels between the grassland and the Great Wei, and I have been fortunate to see the living Buddha before. Entrusted by the Living Buddha, he collected a lot of Buddhist scriptures in the south of the Great Wei and sent them over. ”

The leader of the grassland carefully inspected the Buddha beads, his expression added a little respect, and then he returned the Buddha beads to Chen Zhao with both hands.

But he still said, "I've never seen the Buddhist scriptures of Da Wei, I wonder if I can read them?" ”

Of course, Chen Zhao knew that he didn't fully believe their intentions, and he wanted to check in disguise.

He was not embarrassed at all, and immediately shouted at everyone to open the linoleum on the second car.

Under the linoleum were neatly arranged boxes, Chen Zhao jumped on them, shielded himself from the wind and snow with his robe, and then opened the boxes and took out a Buddhist scripture.

The leader of the grassland did not know the man, but the Buddha statue engraved on the Buddhist scriptures was familiar.

He glanced at the box again, and vaguely saw that it was all Buddhist scriptures, and he completely dispelled his suspicions.

Chen Zhao put back the Buddhist scriptures and tried his best to cover them, so that not a single snowflake leaked into the box.

The leader of the grassland looked more and more relieved and satisfied, after all, Chen Zhao cherished it so much, he must have great respect for the living Buddha and his promise.

"We are just about to return to the royal court, so let's escort you all the way to see the Living Buddha." The leader of the iron cavalry offered to take it, and Chen Zhao responded in one bite, saluted and thanked him, and then called for someone to take dozens of bags of liquor from the last carriage and distribute them to the grassland iron riders.

The spirit is made from sorghum from the Northlands and is strong enough to be served in a sheepskin bag for easy access at any time.

Brave the wind and snow into the grassland to resist the severe cold is the first priority. Take a sip of spirits and you can warm up your body for at least half an hour.

Along the way, even Yonglu, Yongyue, and Chen Ruiyang also drink often, from being drunk at the beginning to shining eyes now, it is really too much progress.

And the steppe riders also know that this sorghum wine is much better than the wine made from their grassland barley and mare's milk. They only reward them when they have done great deeds.

I don't want to now, when I meet a convoy halfway, I get a bag for each person!

Even the leaders of the Iron Cavalry showed smiling faces, and their expressions were even more enthusiastic.

Chen Zhao didn't dare to bet on whether these grassland cavalry could speak Chinese, so he simply said a few words to everyone in the team.

"These warriors want to return to the royal court, and they are willing to send us to see the Living Buddha. Let's work hard and give the Buddhist scriptures to the living Buddha, and we can rest assured for a few days. ”

The convoy can't say how shrewd, but it's definitely not stupid. At this time, naturally, no one can dismantle the stage.

The grassland people believe in Buddhism, which is the awe and prayer for the reincarnation of fate.

Many times, when something happens, reporting the name of the prince, or even the name of the king of Han, is not necessarily better than the name of the living Buddha.

This is also the reason why Chen Zhao did not mention the third prince, and only played the banner of the Living Buddha.

After all, they didn't know the origin of this cavalry, and if it was a subordinate of a prince who was hostile to the third prince, they would be in danger.

But as long as they have the name of sending scriptures to the living Buddha, no matter which prince or tribal leader, even the king of Khan, will not dare to do anything to them without permission.

At the very least, they must be sent to the Living Buddha, and the Living Buddha himself can confirm that they are friends or enemies before they can be disposed of.

That night, the white-haired wind that had been blowing for a day actually stopped, and everyone hid at the foot of a mountain to avoid the wind and spend the night.

Carriages and horses were tethered to the perimeter, forming a small fortress.

The people quickly cleared the snow, took firewood and dried cow dung from the wagon, and soon seven or eight bonfires were burning.

With the firelight, in such a cold and dark night, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Tai Yonglu, Tai Yongyue, and Chen Ruiyang were busy taking a small iron pot, melting the snow water and boiling it, and everyone drank hot tea, and they added white rice to the pot, put in dried mushrooms and dried vegetables, as well as chopped jerky, and salt, and a pot of hot and fragrant porridge was cooked.

Chen Zhao and Tai Jiye and the others drank a bowl first, as if they had just remembered, Chen Zhao hurriedly beckoned the leader of the Iron Cavalry and the others to warm their stomachs as well.

The leader of the iron cavalry held the porridge bowl, and then looked at Chen Zhao and the others, and his eyes were a little more complicated.

The grassland people are naturally good at fighting, but when it comes to playing tricks, ten of them are really not as good as one of the Great Wei people.

At this moment, Chen Zhao obviously wanted to invite them to drink porridge, but he was afraid that they would be worried about the medicine in the porridge, so he drank a bowl before pretending to forget to invite them.

not only piled up the mistakes on themselves, but also lowered their vigilance, which is really thoughtful and harmonious.

I have to say that they were comfortable and happy to do this, but they couldn't help but be envious and jealous afterwards.

The same people, they all have a head, why are the grassland warriors not as smart as the Great Wei people!

Chen Zhaoke didn't know what the iron cavalry leader was struggling with, seeing that he had eaten two bowls of porridge ruthlessly, he didn't mean to stop, so he could only let Yonglu continue to cook.

Yonglu was a little distressed, this white rice, dried meat, and mushrooms were all brought by the family, and if he ate it like this, he was afraid that he would not be able to eat it on the return trip.

He rolled his eyes, then cooked another pot of porridge, and then distributed it to the iron riders one by one, and began to praise the iron riders for their heroism and generosity!

Some of the iron riders couldn't bear the rainbow fart, and while eating hot porridge, they casually touched the dagger or some small objects and gave it to him as a thank you gift.

After such a circle, Yonglu has recovered the "food money" solidly!

Tai Yongyue and Chen Ruiyang saw it hot, and they also wanted to do the same, but they were stopped by Chen Zhao with a look.

The steppe people are upright, but not stupid. "Blackmail" is counted once, and if there are many times, everyone knows that they have suffered a loss!

After eating and drinking, the people on both sides did not discuss, and they both divided their hands to keep vigil. The iron horsemen voluntarily guarded the outside, and the caravan guarded the inside.

On the quiet grassland, the cold wind howls and rolls the snowflakes, cold and desolate.