Volume 15 Chapter 7 Hu Feng Night Moon (I)

A bloody battle on the pearl of the desert ---- Gegentana, due to the intervention of the two masters of Yang Ning and Pingyan, the casualties were almost negligible, after cleaning up the battlefield, a batch of war horses and blades were obtained, which can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, and the next journey was smooth sailing, the horse thieves who haunted the desert wind and smoke seemed to disappear together, and without any obstacles, the caravan of the Shunji arrived at the royal court before the birthday banquet of the Great Khan of Battle.

Under the protection of Boss Yun, holding the prepared gold and silver, he went straight to meet Nayan Tutun, who was in charge of managing the Han caravan, and his entourage was either a confidant or the caravan's guard, the only exception was a handsome and ordinary young ---- Yang Ning. Yang Ning is not distrustful of Li Dongzhu and Yun Boss, so he has to monitor closely, the bloody battle on the oasis has already subdued all the caravans, Yang Ning is confident that they will never dare to reveal their identity, but according to Li Dongzhu, after entering the royal court, the caravan of the Han people can not walk at will, whether it is the camp where they live, or the place where they trade goods, there are strict restrictions, and they cannot cross the border at will, otherwise they will be killed by the Hu warriors who protect the royal court, although Yang Ning is not afraid of the powerful force of the Hu people, but this is the only opportunity to contact the upper echelons of the Hu people without missing a trace, so he will insist on following Li Dongzhu to meet Nayan Tutun。

In order to hide people's eyes, Yang Ning had already changed into a gray cloth leather jacket, which was borrowed from a caravan guy with a similar figure, but it was quite a fit, he was the best at hiding his breath, and his appearance was not outstanding, he looked no different from ordinary guys, the only flaw was that his appearance was slightly too delicate. There is no trace of desert wind and sand. However, Li Dongzhu had already calculated this, and explained to Nayan Tutun that Yang Ning was one of his distant nephews, and this time he came to the royal court to see the world, and that Yan Tutun could be responsible for managing foreign caravans, and he was originally a very shrewd person, but looking at this thin figure, weak appearance, silent and introverted expression, and no half of the sharp and sharp young man, he couldn't have any suspicion in his heart. In addition, Li Dongzhu's bribe was very rich, and Yan Tutun just asked a few words casually, and then gently exposed the matter.

Successfully received tokens that could be bought and sold at the royal court. Li Dongzhu did not stop returning to the caravan for a moment, and then led more than 100 wagons of goods into the designated camp, set up camp, secretly arranged, and unloaded the goods from the car, sorted them out in different categories, and waited for tomorrow to trade in the royal court's bazaar.

Li Dongzhu and Hu Boss are very busy. Yang Ning didn't know any of this. Looking at the undulating Huren felt tent outside the camp, a pair of eyes were as condensed as water. The guide Agal is very shrewd, although he is also a Hu person, but he walks in the Han land all the year round, he naturally knows that Yang Ning and other top masters must not be offended, if there is a chance to please this young man, there are endless benefits, seeing that although he is silent, but his expression is gloomy. He approached Yang Ning's side and said in a low voice: "Son, do you want to go out for a walk, although our royal court is not as prosperous as the Han family's city, there are also many interesting places." ”

Yang Ning's heart moved slightly. But I remembered Li Dong's thousands of instructions. Although his words could not restrain himself at all, before entering the royal court. He has already promised Pingyan, he must be cautious this time, if he walks out of the camp and alarms the masters of the Hu Rong and two clans, it will not backfire, not to mention that seeking medical treatment is related to Qingping's life and death, he naturally refuses to make the slightest mistake.

Agal is the best at observing his face, although Yang Ningdi's expression seems to have not changed, but his flickering eyes reveal the thoughts in his heart, of course, this is also because Yang Ning did not restrain his emotions as usual, otherwise Agal would not be able to find any clues, secretly glanced at Yang Ning's expression, Agal chuckled: " In fact, it's also very simple, the villain is looking for a set of Hu clothes for you, and the son will pretend to be dumb, just hang out with me, in fact, this time the Naadam Conference does not know how many strange tribes came, and the Rong people who came to greet the relatives, the warriors of the royal court are sharp-eyed, and where can they recognize the whole, even if they miss any flaws, just say that Gongzi is a young man who is greedy for fun, and our Hu people are not completely impersonal, as long as Gongzi does not shoot casually, he will never cause any trouble. ”

Listening to what Agale said, Yang Ning finally nodded slowly, Agale asked Yang Ning to wait for a while, slipped out of the camp, and came back with a burden after a while. Yang Ning found a camp tent that had just been set up and opened the baggage, only to see that inside was a set of lambskin robes, round neck, left side, narrow sleeves, it was the most common Hu clothes, although not exquisite and luxurious, but the nitrate fur was as soft as cotton, in addition, there was a black fox fur hat in the baggage, a wide leopard skin waist guard, a pair of rhinoceros leather riding boots, although the style of these clothes, shoes and hats was simple, but the texture was excellent, the only defect was that it was slightly old, and even the color of the fur was a little dull. However, in this way, it is more suitable for disguising his identity, Yang Ning couldn't help but nod with satisfaction, and then dressed and wore a hat according to Agale's instructions, and erased the subtle features that might expose the identity of the Han people one by one, and finally found a sharp scimitar to tie around his waist, so that Yang Ning was like being reborn and became an ordinary Hu boy, if it weren't for his appearance being too delicate and weak, I am afraid that Hu Rong's eyesight is the most condor shooter, and he can't see through Yang Ning's disguise.

The caravan was busy, and no one dared to spy on Yang Ning, so Agal led two ordinary horses and quietly left the camp with Yang Ning. The camp where the caravan is located is actually located on the edge of the royal court, and the tents near the left are owned by some small and medium-sized tribes, except for some of the old and weak women and children who are left behind, there are almost no people in sight.

Yang Ning looked around, only to see a belt of green mountains undulating, standing in the southwest direction, this hillside under his feet, in fact, is the green mountain veins, a glacier from the foot of the mountain meandering to the northeast, between the mountains and rivers everywhere is open, but it is a magnificent and open grassland, although it is already the middle of winter, but the black soil and white snow can be vaguely seen between the withered yellow grass, from time to time there are cattle and horses wandering in the meantime, you can imagine the summer and autumn. This grassland should be so rich in water and grass, it is no wonder that it was chosen by the Hu royal court as a place to build teeth. In this vast field, there are countless felt tents dotted around, which seem to be messy and disorderly, but they are faintly in line with the natural way of heaven and earth, showing the habit of the Hu people to live in pursuit of water and grass. In the open camps, piles of bonfires burned, on which whole cattle and sheep were washed and skinned, and the rich aroma wafted in the wind, attracting people to salivate. Countless brightly dressed Hu girls. Hang out in groups from camp to camp, dancing or singing. The laughter and laughter attracted the blazing eyes of countless Hu men. On the field closest to Qingshan, the field is enclosed with ropes, horses can be seen galloping in the smoke and dust, and the crowd of onlookers erupts into earth-shattering cheers from time to time, and at the edge of the racecourse, Hu men compete with each other, or bow and arrow. Or wrestling. Where the hustle and bustle is, not under the arena.

Agal's bark-like face was swept away with flattery, jumped off the horse and knelt down to the shadow of the green mountain, and after getting up, he said: "Childe, that is Yudu Jin Mountain, it is the holy mountain of our Hu people, our Hu people respect the heaven and earth, the sun and the moon and the ancestors, every year on the eighth day of the fifth month, the Great Khan has to send important ministers. To the sacred mountain five hundred miles west of the earth, kill cattle and horses to sacrifice to the gods, this is to worship heaven and earth, our tent door to the east, worship the sun and the moon. The sacred mountain is the place where our ancestors are buried. Men, women, and children, even though they are not allowed to worship in person. We should also worship in front of the holy mountain, and ask our ancestors to bless us with a circle full of cattle and sheep, and a safe family. ”

Yang Ning let out a light "oh", although he would not bow down to the green mountains like Agal, but he also used the Hu Li he had just learned to bend down, for him, the heavens, the earth, mountains and rivers were originally worthy of respect, but in the world, there were few people worthy of their respect.

Seeing Yang Ning saluting, Agal was very happy in his heart, and pointed to the glacier river again: " Childe, that is the Egen River, from the holy mountain, to the North Sea, our Hu baby, after birth must bathe in the river, to seek the blessing of the gods, will be born strong, now is winter, the Egen River is much shallower, and will be frozen for a few months, if it is summer and autumn, this river is vast and soup, the boat is difficult to cross, this grassland is irrigated by river water, the grass is abundant, can raise countless cattle, sheep, dogs and horses, but the water and grass are limited after all, in addition to the royal family, only a few tribes can be allowed to enter the royal court for grazing, these tribes are not close relatives of the royal family, or the strength is strong, ordinary tribes do not have this opportunity。 However, the villain heard that the Great Khan issued an edict this time, whether it is horse racing, archery or wrestling, if he can win the championship of the Naadam Conference, the tribe of this warrior can enter the royal court to graze for a year, regardless of the distance of blood, regardless of the size of the population, regardless of the strength of the army, if he can obtain such an honor, not only the name of the grassland, but also the next few years, this tribe does not have to worry about hunger and cold, so all the tribes are gearing up to succeed in the Naadam Conference!"

Yang Ning heard the words of the faint movement in his heart, after he cultivated himself to become a great achievement, wisdom gradually melted, suddenly felt that the Hu Great Khan this move had a deep meaning, but he was not interested in secular disputes, after a little thought, he put this matter behind him, followed Agaletse down the hill, along the way passed many Hu camps, most of these camps were sparsely populated, obviously most of them went out to participate in the Naadam Conference, but each tent seemed to be burning in front of the bonfire, roasting fat cattle and sheep, the white mist in the iron pot rose, and the fragrance of milk and tea came to the nose. As soon as the two of them arrived at the royal court, they left the camp and had not eaten lunch at all, Yang Ning was profound, and he didn't feel anything, but Agal was already hungry, so he simply pulled Yang Ning off the horse, pulled out the dagger that cut the meat from the roasted cattle and sheep, and feasted on the roasted meat regardless of the hot and oily roast. Yang Ning watched it interestingly, and also learned Agal's movements and ate a few slices of barbecue, at this time, a woman dressed as a Hu man saw them gobbling up, couldn't help but purse her lips and smile, scooped two bowls of white buttermilk from the iron pot, Agal took it with both hands, handed one of the bowls to Yang Ning and said: "This is our Hu people's milk tea, you can taste it, it has a different flavor compared with your tea." Yang Ning took the milk tea and drank it carefully, only to feel a sweet fragrance rolling into his throat, and sure enough, the taste was unique. After eating and drinking, Yang Ning couldn't help but ask Agal why he didn't ask the master to take his own food, but Agal laughed loudly, and said after a while: "Our Hu people have always been hospitable, not to mention that today is the Naadam Conference, even if you arrive at these herdsmen's tents on ordinary days, you don't have to worry about eating, drinking, and sleeping." Yang Ning was fascinated when he heard it, and he only felt that the Hu people were bold. I can't wait to heal Qingping's poisonous wounds quickly, and when the time comes, the husband and wife will travel in the desert grassland for the rest of their lives, and they will be better than the immortals in the Central Plains.

At this moment, out of the tent in the back came a withered old herdsman, his left foot was slightly lame, and he walked with a limp, holding a bundle of dead grass under his ribs, but when he saw Agale, he could not help but exclaim. Throwing the dead grass on the ground, Agaal looked up and smiled. He walked towards the old herdsman with his arms outstretched, and the old herdsman's right arm hung limply at his waist, as if he could not lift it, so he opened his left arm and walked towards Agaal, and the two of them walked a few steps closely, hugged each other tightly, and only parted for a while. It's all rushing to speak. It's just that what they say is nonsense, although Yang Ning is in the ears, he is in the clouds, and he doesn't know what they are talking about. After a while, Agal pulled the herdsman to Yang Ning and said, "Childe, this is my brother Chaganbala, he is much more familiar with the royal court than me, it is better to let him take us around, as long as Gongzi gives him half a tael of gold." And he was satisfied. This time he said Chinese, obviously to take care of Yang Ning's suspicions.

Yang Ning glanced at Agale, not understanding why he had found someone else to be his guide, but for him, there was no hindrance. Presumably after seeing his martial arts. Agale didn't dare to sell himself casually, thinking of this. He nodded, took out a gold leaf from his arms and handed it over.

As soon as the old herdsman named Chaganbala saw the golden leaf, a pair of dark brown eyes instantly burst into fine light, took the golden leaf with his left hand, put it in his mouth and bit it, nodded with satisfaction, his sharp eyes gradually dimmed, grinned, pulled out a dagger from a whole sheep that was roasting on the bonfire and inserted it into the scabbard at his waist, untied a skinny yellow horse, and said in a deep voice: " Horse racing and archery are only preliminary competitions today, the good players of the tribes will not play until two days, others can also relieve boredom to see, this son Yinghua is introverted, presumably will not look at those ordinary riding and archery in his eyes, why not follow me to the bazaar, this time there are a lot of foreign businessmen, there are treasures from all over the world, but you can open your eyes. He spoke a little slowly, but his tone was precise, and his Chinese was much better than that of the thick Hu Agal.

Yang Ning rode his horse and walked beside Chaganbala, and soon found that his riding skills were much better than those of Agale, and he only used one hand to hold the reins, but he was riding a horse like flying. Along the way, Chaganbala pointed out the scenery, although there are few words, but it is concise and to the point, even if the blind can not see the ground, it can also be like witnessing, the royal court has gathered countless large and small tribes, some Ding mouth tens of thousands, some talk hundreds, the herdsmen of these tribes regardless of clothing and speech, look the same, even the self-proclaimed knowledge of the grassland Agale can not recognize it all, but Chaganbala at a glance, you can distinguish clearly, the origin of these tribes is even more treasured, as if the entire grassland is in his heart, accidentally bumped into a certain tribal master, Chagan Bala will occasionally comment a few words, Yang Ning has been promoted to the grandmaster level, and was born in the martial arts sect who knows the world's martial arts well, and his observations and Chaganbala's comments corroborate each other, but he also feels that it is incisive and appropriate.

Seeing that Chaganbala was so knowledgeable, but he was so downcast, Yang Ning was unconsciously suspicious, he was straightforward, not as deep as the city government of others, so he asked immediately. Chaganbala's expression was indifferent, as if he hadn't heard it, but Agal smiled slightly bitterly, and only approached Yang Ning's side for a while, and whispered: " Childe does not know the customs of our Hu people, the heavy land is the warrior is young and strong, the light is the old and weak women and children, my brother was quite famous when he was young, is the master of our Hu people, once rode alone to and from the desert grassland, challenging the warriors of all ethnic groups, invincible, almost undefeated, but unfortunately he was defeated under the sword of a Central Plains woman twenty years ago, although he was lucky not to die, a body of martial arts but could not be preserved, even the right arm was unconscious, his body is worse than ordinary herdsmen, if you meet the miserable wind and rain, it is inevitable that you will get seriously ill, in order to treat the disease, the savings of your life have come to naught, and now you can only help people graze to support themselves, these years, no one remembers the subway wing flying tiger。 Although Chaganbala's martial arts have been abolished, his ear power is not bad, although Agale's voice is extremely low, he can hear it clearly, he smiled slightly, and his seemingly cheerful smile hides endless bitterness, and he cheered up and said: "Agale, don't talk nonsense, I'm such an old and useless person, where can I be called an iron-winged flying tiger, I'm about to go to the bazaar, let's add a whip." ”

Agaal was silent. Yang Ning's eyes moved slightly, it seems that this Chaganbala is really extraordinary, his experience and Agal can't be the same, if he wants to secretly ask to see He Louqi, maybe he can come up with a way for himself, but the three of them have already arrived at the bazaar of the royal court, and the people around are full of people, very prosperous and lively, this kind of place is not suitable for conversation, Yang Ning put down his mind for the time being. Follow Agaal and Chaganbara into the bazaar.

The so-called bazaars are similar to the bazaars and temple fairs in Han towns, with tents adjacent to each other, and all kinds of goods are placed inside and outside the tents. Whether it is sheep felt brocade carpet, silk fur, or blade war horse, medicinal materials and jewelry, it is everything, dazzling, and it is not inferior to the prosperous Dayi. In particular, there are many exotic curiosities. I have never seen it even at the treasure collection meeting of Wanbao Zhai. It's just that Yang Ning doesn't care about things in his heart, but he doesn't take these to heart, he just wanders around with Agale and Chaganbala, and secretly pays attention to those royal court warriors who maintain the order of the bazaar, the bazaar is a place where dragons and snakes are mixed, these warriors must be the elite of the royal court, and according to the depth of their martial arts, they can judge the strength of the Hu people's royal court, which will be beneficial.

After wandering around for a while, Yang Ning suddenly saw groups of men and women tied in front of an extremely large camp tent. Most of these people were unclothed, but they could still be judged by their clothing, most of them were Han Chinese, and a few seemed to be Hu people, and many richly dressed Hu people held horsewhips. Pointing fingers at these men and women. There were even Hu people who wantonly despised some of these women, and some of those women cried loudly. You were insensitive, the scene was very miserable, Yang Ning frowned slightly, and subconsciously stopped.

Agal hurriedly approached him and said in a low voice: "Childe, this is a place where slaves are bought and sold, there are prisoners of war from various tribes, and there are also people who have been taken directly from your border counties, this is a common thing in the desert, even Li Dongzhu and Yun Boss They can only watch, don't make trouble for them, otherwise not only you will be in trouble, but even Li Dongzhu and they will also be implicated." ”

Chaganbala glanced at the slaves who were bought and sold, and said coldly: "This kind of thing is everywhere on the grassland, even if you want to, you can't manage it, I heard that you Han people also buy and sell slaves and maids, so Gongzi should not pay attention to them." ”

Yang Ning's expression gradually became cold, thinking of what he had seen and heard after entering the royal court, he only felt that these Hu people seemed to be bold and hospitable, but in their bones they were tigers and wolves.

Maybe it was because Yang Ning stood still, coupled with the persuasion of Agale and Chaganbala beside him, the three of them blocked the already narrow road, a burly and tall Huren warrior walked over, and whipped Chaganbala's body casually, scolding and scolding in his mouth I don't know what to say, raised the leather whip and continued to pull it down, Chaganbala moved his left arm slightly at the moment when the first whip fell, but it seemed that the words of the Hu warrior shook him, and his expression became depressed in an instant, and he didn't even dodge the next leather whip, or Agale scolded a few words loudly, and the warrior walked away proudly。

However, after this incident, Chaganbala became more and more silent, and he didn't even bother to introduce the goods in the bazaar to Yang Ning, and Agaal had to give instructions on his behalf, but although he was a guide and had been with the caravan all year round, he was not as familiar with many strange goods as Chaganbala, and he was often vague. Yang Ning had already calmed down, and he knew that he couldn't pay attention to the Han slaves who were sold as cattle and horses, and his temperament was originally cold, so he simply put this matter aside, and didn't care about Agal's words, but paid attention to Chaganbala's strange appearance. It's just that although he is young, he also knows that it is inconvenient to ask Chaganbala in person, until night falls, the bazaar disperses, the three of them parted ways, and Yang Ning followed Agale back to the camp before he asked the truth from Agale's mouth. But it turned out that the Hu warrior was originally the same clan of Chagan Bala, if it is blood, he is still the nephew of Chagan Bala, but after Chagan Bala was injured and disabled, his status in the clan plummeted, not to mention the former companions, even the younger generations like the Hu warriors, they can also be wantonly bullied, he just blamed Chagan Bala for not taking care of the horses in the camp, but ran to the bazaar to hang out, Agaal knew the leader of the tribe, and often helped them sell cattle and sheep, buy and sell salt and tea, and there was some face in front of this warrior, so he drove him away.

Hearing this, Yang Ning was dumbfounded, although the Demon Gate is also where the weak and the strong eat, but for the master and the elder, if there is no interest, he will not be so arrogant and rude, not to mention that although Chaganbala's martial arts are exhausted, his insight and bearing are quite extraordinary, and his experience is even richer. The habits of these Hu people are becoming more and more invisible. Agal seemed to have some sympathy, and told Yang Ning that the Hu people were warlike, taking the young and strong as the beauty, despising the old and the weak, just like a cripple like Chaganbala, it was a great fortune to be able to survive, if there was a war, most of them would be abandoned by the tribe, he himself had no children, and he was not good at riding and shooting, so he took the risk to serve as a guide for the Han caravan, hoping to die in the Han land in the future, so as not to encounter a tragic twilight like Chaganbala.

After returning to the camp, he agreed to go to see the horse race and archery with Agal tomorrow, Yang Ning returned to his tent, across a mountain beam, the faint fire light illuminated the northern sky, singing and laughter drifted with the wind, the Hu people's court seemed to be more lively than the day, but Yang Ning's heart was cold and silent, the more he understood the customs and habits of the Hu people, the more worried he was in his heart, the Hu people should not be much different in this regard, how could he believe that He Louqi, who grew up in such a race, would sincerely help Qingping detoxify, the more he thought about it, the more troubled he was, Yang Ning suddenly rose up, instead of worrying here, it was better to think about it to meet He Louqi, he can't care about the agreement with Heyan, he really doesn't want to wait until the princess and prince get married before asking to see him, who knows what kind of person He Louqi is!