That night, no matter how Laifu asked, the child remained silent. No matter how hard Laifu tried to seduce him with the naan bread in his hand, it had no effect. The child was very thin and his head was particularly big. The clothes made Laifu feel
Strangely, there are vague traces of Han Chinese clothes. Especially the belt around the waist. Although it has been modified, the decoration on it is still there.
At dawn, the child did not run away. He should have known that even if he ran out, there would be only one result, and that would be freezing to death in the ice and snow. As long as he stayed in the house, there might be a chance of survival. At least the stranger in front of him had no ill intentions towards him.
Laifu opened his eyes slightly and saw the child adding firewood to the fire. Laifu coughed and said, "Go, get me some water."
The child was very obedient. He picked up half a pottery pot and went out to dig snow. This was the simplest method, which showed that the child was not stupid. Otherwise, with the brains of people from the Western Regions, it would not be easy to learn Chinese.
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The pottery basin was placed next to the fire, waiting for the snow inside to melt. Laifu asked, "What's your name?"
The child glanced at Laifu: "Langri!"
"Langri, what a great name. Where is your family?"
"died!"
"Oh, so you live here alone?"
The child nodded.
"Who taught you Chinese?"
The child raised his head and glanced at Laifu again: "Are you Han?"
Laifu smiled and looked at his whole body. He was wearing furs, long boots, and a Western scimitar in his waist. The child slave sniffed it twice: "The smell is different."
"Hahaha..." Laifu laughed and threw another naan to the child: "You are a smart child. Since there is no one to take care of you, why not follow me? At least you can eat enough in this ice and snow."
The child just immersed himself in eating his own naan cake and showed no interest in Laifu's words. Laifu smiled helplessly: "You are still an independent child. Okay, it's time for me to leave. Since you don't want to follow me, then you can stay."
Well, I still have a few pieces of naan bread here, and I’ll give them to you. I hope you won’t starve to death when I come back.”
The snow outside the house was very dazzling, and the light pierced his eyes and hurt. Laifu took out the pair of crystal-ground glasses Su Ren gave him and put them on his head. The outside of the glasses was painted with a thick layer of black ink.
I know what method Su Ren used to make the black ink stick to the glasses without falling off. It seems that there should be something like gum added to the ink.
Laifu's war horse was already full. He rolled on the ground to wash away the fatigue of the past few days and rubbed his big head on Laifu's chest. When he was putting a saddle on the war horse, the child came to Laifu and said,
Staring at Laifu with a pair of small eyes.
Laifu smiled at the child: "I have nothing to eat. The nearest city is seventy or eighty miles away. You can't walk there even if I give you money."
"Are you looking for those Han people?" The child suddenly asked this question, and Laifu felt happy.
"Have you seen them?"
The child nodded: "They lived here half a year ago, and they taught me Chinese."
"Where are they now?"
The child shook his head: "I don't know. When we left, they said they were going to Yuezhi Country. I don't know if they have arrived yet."
There are still 3,600 miles from the desolate Hanhai to Yuezhi Kingdom. The journey is not long, but the Western Region is changing at any time. Wind and sand are the biggest enemy. Even the bravest people will be trapped by wind and sand.
The best result is to turn into a mummy. The Han mission led by Zhang Qian has a large number of people, so the horse thieves can be ignored, but no one can resist the weather.
He reached out and touched the child's head twice, and Laifu flew on his horse. The child raised his head and looked at Laifu: "I can lead you!"
Laifu chuckled, stretched out one hand to grab the child's collar, and lifted the child onto his war horse. The wide fur tightened forward, and he completely wrapped Langri around his chest. The war horse raised its four hooves and moved on
A long string of horse hoof prints were left on the snow. Don't worry, these horse hoof prints will be discovered, because the wind has already picked up, and it won't take long for the wind and snow to bury all the horse hoof prints.
Su Ren shivered. The winter in the Western Regions is too cold. No matter how thickly you wear, the cold west wind, like a knife, will always find places on your body that cannot be covered by clothes. He stood at the door for a while, his hands and
His feet were already numb, and he couldn't help but move his feet back and forth to keep warm. It was said that people who froze to death were smiling, but Su Ren saw that the beggars pulled out by the carts all had ferocious faces, and none of them had a smile.
Hawking, with an ice skate hanging on his head, would be frozen solid when he rode back from the rocky slope. Only a man like Hawking would open his cloak and let the cold wind blow directly onto his chest, showing his bravery and bravery.
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"How is it?" Su Ren asked before Gou Tianming could get off his horse.
Gou Tianming shook his head: "Liu Hong moved very quickly. By the time we found the trace and chased him, he had already left. However, according to our observations, there were at least seven or eight thousand people living in the camp on Rock Hill. Hunters who are good at tracking
We haven’t found a way to retreat.”
"Seven to eight thousand? It seems that Liu Hong is very prosperous in the Western Regions."
"One more thing. No trace of women or children was found in Liu Hong's camp. I guess Liu Hong may have gathered horse thieves nearby. There are only horse thieves without family members in the Gobi Desert."
"Oh? Haha!" Su Ren walked in and said with a smile: "Liu Hong seems to be somewhat self-aware and has no intention of staying here for a long time. In this case, let him go and send someone to spread the news to the city.
There is a group of people outside who have stayed in Luanshipo, and the matter of tracing Liu Hong is left to the Mo family, they are professional in doing these things."
Gou Tianming nodded: "Understood!"
Su Ren looked back at Huo Jin, frowned and said: "Okay, don't pretend to be pitiful. Who do you think you are when you take off your cloak while riding a horse in the winter? What should you do if it's such a cold day? Mr. Chunyu
Not here!"
Huo Jin chuckled and came to Su Ren's side: "Brother still cares about me. I am in good health and everything is fine!"
"Old Huang, ask someone to prepare hot water and ginger soup. The brothers who come back must take a hot bath and drink ginger soup before going to sleep. The weather in this damn place is too cold. After running such a long way, the cold in the body is too heavy.
Go and have a go.”
The inn where Su Ren lives has always been the subject of intense surveillance. The fact that Huo Jin and Gou Tianming took people out of the city for three days soon spread to the ears of Mo Cong and Shao Weng. There are already people who have been aware of the movements of these people.
After making inquiries and making a detailed report, Shao Weng was surprised. The rocky slope was not far from Qianni City, and eight thousand people were stationed there.
"Brother Mo, do you think those people are Su Ren's back-up men? Eight thousand Han troops are enough to attack cities in the Western Regions. A small place like Qianni City and the army and horses of Shanshan State are no match for eight thousand tigers and wolves!
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Mo Cong nodded, and the movement of his hands never stopped. Ever since he drank the roasted tea from Shu County, Mo Cong was very fascinated by this natural taste. If he didn't drink it for a day, he would feel something was wrong: "Eight thousand soldiers and horses, I
It may not be from Su Ren. Even if the Han Emperor agrees, the Huns do not want eight thousand soldiers and horses to enter the Western Regions. From Chang'an to Qianni City, there is no way that eight thousand people will not be discovered for more than a thousand miles."
"Who is that? Besides Su Renzaimen, who else has such ability?"
Mo Cong turned around and asked Mo Yu: "What did those people from the butcher's family say?"
Mo Yu said: "The butcher has been killed, and everyone in the family has left. No one knows what was left behind. The fat Han man has not been found either. He seemed to have disappeared in an instant! There is also a firewood seller.
The old man and the widow who had the door ajar were also missing, and the residents nearby didn’t know where they had gone.”
"Hey!" Mo Cong sighed: "I am still careless. I didn't expect that the few people Su Ren sent to deliver the letter had problems. It seems that these people are in the same group as the butcher, and also with the people in Luanshipo.
Eight thousand people are related, and the film department was immediately ordered to investigate with all possible strength. Now I really want to know who is behind that butcher!"
It snowed since the beginning of winter, but the snow did not melt for a long time. The snow that had not been swept away turned into ice skates after being stepped on. You need to be extra careful when walking on it. This is not the case with the three horses in front.
The man was thrown and turned upside down, so Laifu could only dismount and lead the horse step by step towards the city. According to Lang Ri, this city should be the capital of Yanqi.
Rather than saying it is the capital of Yanqi, it is better to say that it is the residence of the boy servant captain of the Xiongnu King Ri Zhu. Yanqi City is built on the mountain, with Yanqi Mountain to the west, which just blocks the cold wind blowing from the west and makes the place warm.
.Most of the Yanqi people are Hui, and they are called Uighurs. They are brothers to the Huangtou Uighurs who are further north. However, the Uighurs of Yanqi are different from the Huangtou Uighurs. They believe in Buddhism that was just introduced here.
There is a temple at the entrance of Yanqi City. Although it is simple, there are many pilgrims. Monks with flowing hair, wearing red cassocks, stand at the door and salute everyone who comes in. The pilgrims kneel down almost devoutly.
He spoke plausibly in front of the half-human tall Buddha statue built in the open air. Langri kept staring at the pilgrims curiously, but when the monk noticed him, he quickly turned his head.
Laifu asked: "Do you believe this too?"
Langri shook his head quickly. Laifu smiled: "If you want to see it, feel free to see it. Since they opened the door to let people in, they won't stop you from seeing it. Look, that old man is still smiling at you."
"That's not called an old man, that's called a guru!"
"Okay, okay, Master!"
Laifu led the horse to look for an inn. There were many inns in Yanqi City, but they were occupied by a large number of pilgrims. After checking several inns, they were all full. After searching for almost an hour, he found them in a secluded alley.
After ordering a room and a meal, Laifu generously threw out a silver coin, and the shopkeeper immediately became extremely attentive.
After finishing the meal and wiping his mouth, Laifu asked the shopkeeper who poured the water in a broken Western dialect. The shopkeeper didn't understand for a long time, so Langri immediately acted as a tongue-in-cheek. Laifu smiled and said, "Ask him
, is there a shop in Yanqi City that only sells mutton soup?"
When the shopkeeper saw Laifu put his hand into his money bag, he immediately gestured and said: "Yes, yes, yes, it's in the west of the city, next to the city gate. His mutton soup is the best in Yanqi. If you want to drink it, you can drink it."
I’ll sell two bowls right now.”
Laifu took another silver coin and said: "No, there is no need to prepare dinner. We are going to have a taste. Just take care of my horses!"
After receiving the silver coins thrown by the lucky man, the shopkeeper nodded and bowed and stepped back. You could hear him yelling loudly for his son to feed the horses. (To be continued)