Setting off the next day, Mahamu and his son and Daliba walked sixty miles before reluctantly saying goodbye to His Highness Taisun.
But Wang Xian had been looking forward to this moment for a long time. As soon as he was separated from them, he galloped on his horse and ran for several miles until he rode up a hill. Then he stopped and took a deep breath of the prairie air that smelled of green grass.
Wu Wei and Xu Huaiqing caught up, and Wang Xian turned around and smiled at them: "It turns out that the most beautiful thing in the world is not the mellow aroma of wine or the fragrance of beauties, but the free air."
"The military advisor has stayed with the Mongols for a long time, and his words have a Mongolian flavor." Xu Huaiqing said with a smile.
"Not only does it have a Mongolian flavor, but it also brings a Mongolian girl." Wu Wei smiled and said, "How do you explain to your wife, sir?"
"How about you pick up the pot if you don't want it?" Wang Xian gave him a look and said, "I managed to escape from prison, so why don't you make me happy for a few days first?"
"Okay." Wu Wei nodded and said, "But why do you have to accept Mahamu's grandson as your apprentice?"
"I promised the old monk that I would bring him a disciple back to promote Buddhism." Wang Xian couldn't explain it to him, so he just said vaguely: "I think he has a full heaven, a round earth pavilion, and a lot of wisdom. He is just right.
Candidate."
"That kid has a connection with Buddha?" Xu Huaiqing said in disbelief: "Why do I think he is full of violence? He will definitely be a demon king in the future?"
"Buddha still has the statue of King Fudo, what do you know?" Wang Xian laughed and scolded: "Okay, don't just worry about it. What we should be concerned about now is how to keep up with the big army quickly."
"There is little hope of catching up." Xu Huaiqing's military quality is higher than that of Wang Xian and Wu Wei, so he has the right to speak at this time. "Ten days ago, the army had already left Guangwu Town. And we are the fastest, and
It takes half a month to reach Guangwu Town. Although half of the army walks on two legs and we all walk on four legs, there is actually no difference in the speed of the march."
"Keep up your physical strength and march as soon as possible." Wang Xian nodded and said, "It's better to catch up with the large army and feel at ease."
"That's true, but it's not something we can have the final say on." Xu Huaiqing pointed with his chin and said angrily, "This grandson's name is Bu Huan, and he turns out to be more happy than anyone else." He pointed with both hands.
Jie made a squeaking noise and said, "My lord has suffered this great shame and humiliation, and must avenge it. It is unrealistic to seek revenge from Mahamu and Tuohuan, but their sons are both in our hands."
"You still have to convince people with your virtue." Wang Xian shook his head and said indifferently: "I'm sorry he doesn't dare to offend me. I'd better be careless for a few days before talking."
Xu Huaiqing looked at Wu Wei. Could it be that he was too involved in the drama and thought he was the grandson? He had forgotten his nature of retribution.
Wu Wei shook his head and smiled, refusing to explain to this rough man.
In fact, Wang Xian's psychology is very simple. He doesn't want to target the Borzigit people. Wouldn't he be supporting Baoyin Qiqige by dealing with him at this time? Wang Xian didn't realize that he was with this little girl.
After sleeping in the same bag for two nights, he was able to put aside his old grudges and become a gang... He didn't care much about Bao Yin's words or even the pressure on him when shooting arrows. He only cared about his brother and sister forcing him to get married, and then put
He felt resentful about having such a big burden thrown on his back. Although he would not go back on what he promised, he was still very happy to see Baoyin Qiqige being furious.
Na Yeer is not Huan's younger brother. He is usually overshadowed by his elder brother's light and has almost no sense of existence. Now he finally leaves his father and brother and has a place to use. Why don't he try his best to show off his prestige and become the boss after a while? Addicted to it? Not long after he was on the road alone, he started a personal performance, and ordered scouts to be sent in all directions, and ordered to practice formations, and the Borzigit people were tormented to the point of helplessness. He couldn't help but secretly worry, this was only the first day. , how will we spend our days in the future?
Finally, when we got down to camp in the evening, I was unhappy and got angry again... It is originally the most comfortable place under the sky in summer, but this is the Mongolian Plateau, and even in summer, the nights are quite cold. If one sleeps outdoors, It is easy to catch cold and get sick. So even if they only stay for one night, they will put up a tent. Fortunately, they have already become familiar with this kind of life. The men of the Borzigit tribe unloaded the cowhide tents from their horses. After a while, small brown tents appeared like mushrooms on the grassland filled with the afterglow.
This kind of marching tent is not the kind of yurt that can be used for home life, but a miniature version with a diameter of no more than seven feet. It can allow four or five people to sleep close together. It is warmer if they are crowded. But they still carefully set up a tent with a diameter of more than one foot. The yurt was prepared for them.
But when he saw how spacious it was, Ye'er immediately ordered someone to bring his bedding over and take it for himself. Others told him that it was prepared for His Highness Taisun and Baoyin Farewell. He was stunned at first. , but felt that it would be too shameful to just withdraw like this, so he immediately said displeasedly: "You can just take another one."
"It's just this bag." The Borzigit man who was riding in the yurt felt disgusted and thought, "Why are you grabbing everything?"
"That's also first come, first served." Ye'er didn't like being a fool and glared: "Let His Highness and Beji sleep in my tent."
"What are you talking about?" He was just making things difficult and insulting ordinary soldiers, but now he dared to be disrespectful to their princess, which naturally aroused the anger of the Borzigit people. They blocked the entrance of the yurt and glared at Ye Er with displeasure. .
Seeing that the usually docile Borzigit people dared to confront him openly at this moment, you were not happy and immediately ordered people to deal with them. The Wala soldiers stepped forward and whipped their riding whips. Although there are many Jijit people, they have long been accustomed to being bullied by the Wala people. They just endure it silently and no one dares to resist.
"Stop!" an angry scolding sounded, and Baoyin Qiqige appeared on the scene with a cold face, "You're not happy, why did you beat my tribesmen?"
"What Bie Ji said is wrong," Ye'er said with a sneer: "What's yours and mine? They are all my subordinates. Could it be that I can't control them if they disrespect me?"
"..." Baoyin Qiqige really couldn't refute him, so she could only ask coldly: "What mistake did they make?"
"I want to live in this apartment, but they won't let me live in it," Ye'er Buhuan said angrily.
"We said, this is for the princess and the consort," the Borzigits protested.
"Why didn't you tell me at the beginning? You didn't tell me until I brought the bedding?" Ye'er glared angrily and said, "The intention is to make me look ugly, right?"
"Okay," Baoyin Qiqige took a deep breath and said, "You let them go, and I will give you this bag."
"Hmph, for the sake of good luck, I'll spare you this time." Ye'er didn't like seeing Baoyin surrendering to him. He was so proud that he puffed his beard and glared: "Get out of here!"
"Farewell..." All the Borjijit people looked at Baoyin angrily.
"Okay, it's the same wherever I live," Baoyin comforted them softly: "It's getting late, you go to eat quickly, and take a rest early after eating. We have to be on the road tomorrow."
"Yes." With Princess Baoyin's comfort, all the clan members suppressed their anger and dispersed.
Baoyin stood silently for a moment, looked around, and saw Wang Xian smiling at him from a distance. He hesitated for a moment, but walked over.
Wang Xian was naturally among his more than a hundred brothers. At this moment, they were cooking and bragging about the mountains. Seeing Bao Yin Qiqi Ge come over, the laughter of the crowd suddenly stopped, and then the young troops dispersed and passed by.
When Baoyin is around, everyone nods and bows, greets her with a smile on her face: "Sister-in-law", "Mrs. Sister-in-law"
Mongolian girls usually wear a single braid hanging down from the back without a knot. After getting married, their hair is separated from the front to the back into braids, and flowers are arranged with hairpins without wearing a hat. Baoyinqiqige has such a hairstyle now,
Being called sister-in-law, she actually lowered her head shyly.
Wu Weizheng was squatting next to the bonfire, watching the tea bricks boil before putting them in a ladle, adding salt and cheese. Then he clapped his hands and stood up and said, "You can drink it. Drink it slowly. I won't be an eyesore."
After getting out of the way, he was the only two people left by the fire.
Wang Xian took a sip from the wooden ladle in his hand and praised: "The tea soup is well prepared." He handed it to Baoyin. Baoyin took it, hesitated, brought the wooden ladle to his mouth, and took a sip.
Nod.
"Why do you look like a different person?" Wang Xian turned over the pheasant roasted on the fire and said with a smile: "Just now I thought you were going to beat Ya Ting."
Baoyin had already adapted to his strange words, holding the wooden ladle and said calmly: "Without the protection of my brother, I think I have to be more mature and can no longer follow my temper."
"So that's it." Wang Xian suddenly said: "I thought you were just bullying me because I'm capable."
"When have I ever bullied you?" Baoyin said, refusing to admit it.
"Are there not enough bullies? Every day in your camp, how many days did you not bully me?" Wang Xian said seriously: "This is the first time in my life that I have been bullied so miserably."
"That can only be regarded as a small revenge." Baoyin smiled happily, and then said with a straight face: "In Xuanfu, you not only bullied me, you were simply... humiliating." He glared at Wang Xiandao: "At that time
I wish I could eat you alive."
"What about now?" Wang Xian asked with a smile.
"Now..." Baoyin Qiqige lowered her head and said with a slight blush on her pretty face: "I won't tell you."
"Hey," Wang Xian said with a smile, "I'm telling you, you don't like this kind of person. The more you let him, the more arrogant he becomes, so you might as well clean him up and teach him a lesson."
"I know." Baoyin nodded slightly and said, "But it's still too close to the Wala camp now. If you don't want to go back without any fun, or if you bring in reinforcements, you'll be in trouble."
"Yes, then just bear with it." Wang Xian nodded, not knowing what was going on. He wanted to see Baoyin deflated, but when he saw someone bullying her, he felt really unhappy. He was really conflicted.
"Actually, there is another way." Baoyin looked at him, biting her lower lip and said.
"Don't tempt me," Wang Xian closed his eyes and said, "Don't even want me to stand up for you."