Zhasu, who was waiting outside the leader's tent, saw the leader of the Tasi tribe coming out. He wanted to say hello, but was completely ignored.
The leader of the Tasi tribe took his youngest son, angrily mounted his horse and left the Haoriqin tribe.
Zhasu's heart skipped a beat, and he opened the tent curtain and got in: "Abba, what happened?"
The leader of the Haoriqin tribe looked at his little daughter with a somewhat confused expression. Guilty: "Zhasu, your marriage may not work out. Tasi believes in Khan even more."
Zhasu's nose became sour: "Why?"
The leader of the Haoriqin tribe touched Chasu's head lovingly: "Because they have not been bullied by the Khan. They have not been robbed of winter supplies by the Khan's tribe. They have not been captured by the Khan's tribe and skinned off. , made into drums! Their relatives were not captured by the Khan, and their heads were used to make wine vessels. The calf bones were made into horns..."
"They had no children, and they were kicked around like balls by the cavalry in black."
"They didn't know Yun if they didn't experience these pains. The state is good.”
Haoriqin has experienced all of this.
The leader of the Haoriqin tribe closed his eyes, and he seemed to be able to see his younger brother being trampled into a pulp by the black cavalry.
Every time, from a distance, he heard the attack horn of the Khan's tribe, he would wonder whose leg bone their horn was made of, was it his sister's?
Zhasu has not experienced these painful pasts, but he can still hear the endless pain in his father's sad voice.
"Abba, time will tell everyone what kind of choice is the most correct."
Haoriqinbu was immersed in a sea of joy.
The tribesmen rode horses to the heavily guarded gate of Fuming Town. Under the gaze of two rows of guards, they slowly took out the photo stickers to prove their identity.
The soldiers guarding the city obviously also knew about Haoriqin's tribe. After careful inspection and comparison of the portrait and the person, they were allowed in without any difficulty.
"We're in! We've really entered Fuming Town!" Unid shouted softly, his eyes brighter than the stars in the sky.
“The townspeople in Fuming Town are so neat!”
“Look, there’s a cannery over there!”
“Oh, that’s the wool factory over there. , the wool we sell is sent here!”
Some people just feel that their eyes are not enough, everything here is so novel.
The stone bricks under your feet are made of bluestone, and the streets on both sides are also made of bluestone. Walking in it is like walking in a maze, going around and around, but you can't get out.
Following the direction of the liveliest sounds, they arrived at the central square of Fuming Town.
In this square, children play wantonly.
Some vendors who dare not go to the market outside Fuming Town to trade will also set up stalls here to sell specialties from all over the Great Friday Lake.
This is a scene that I would never dream of!
Wunide found a corner, squatted down, and watched the scenes in the central square from when the sun was high in the sky to when the sun set in the west.
"Let's go, Unid, we can come every day from now on."
"Yes, we can come every day!"
The market outside Fuming Town, Due to the reputation accumulated last year, more and more prairie tribes came here to trade this year.
Some of these grassland tribes are leaning towards Khan, some are leaning towards Yunzhou, and some are neutral and just want to make money.
As long as the ministries abide by the rules of the market, regardless of their stance, the market administrators outside Fuming Town will treat everyone equally.
Haoriqin's defection to Yunzhou was like an undercurrent under the calm lake, which had an impact on every central part of the grassland.
On this day, after Abu Riji and Boss Li defeated three waves of Tatar cavalry, they finally decided to return. "Boss Li, something is wrong here!" Abu Riji stood in front of a Yunzhou boundary monument and looked around to make sure that the boundary monument had definitely been moved!
Boss Li's nerves were tense. Is there still a remaining Tatar cavalry within his jurisdiction? !
Boss Li rode over and found that the position of the boundary monument was wrong: "It's nearly a day and a half's ride from Fuming Town. There's no way we would set the boundary monument here!"
< br>The same horse runs at a different speed every day, but no matter how big the gap is, it cannot be this big!
“It was blown here by the wind again, right?” A Yunzhou cavalryman complained softly.
“Which tribe is closest to here?”
Abu Riji: "Baerhu tribe."
At this moment, the leader of the Baerhu tribe came over with his tribe. Seeing that the boundary monument was actually here, he pretended to be surprised, covered his mouth and said .
"Why did the boundary monument come here? Ah, I know, it must have been blown by the wind!"
......
Boss Li gave Abu a hard look. Riji.
Aburiji looked up at the sky, but did not dare to look at him.
Boss Li rubbed his sore temples: "Even if the wind blows it, it doesn't matter, we can move it back."
The leader of the Balhu tribe and his The tribesmen reluctantly moved the boundary monument back to its original place under the supervision of Boss Li.
After returning to Fuming Town, Boss Li thought about it and still felt uneasy. After resting for a day, he took Abu Riji and a small group of cavalry to the Balhu Department.
Sure enough, the place where the boundary monument originally stood was empty.
Boss Li ran north without saying a word.
Very good, the wind was a little lighter this time, and I didn’t dare to blow half a day’s journey with just one blow. I only included the most fertile pasture.
"Baerhu tribe, I will give you another chance to let the wind blow the boundary monument to where it should be."
The leader of the Baerhu tribe moved the boundary monument back again. .
Four days later, Boss Li was patrolling as usual. When he saw that the boundary marker was empty again, he felt bad!
Boss Li stopped looking for the boundary monument. Instead, he went directly to the camp of the Barhu Tribe and found the leader of the Barhu Tribe: "What on earth do you want to do? You can do it once, but not again!"
Baerhu Tribe The leader of the tribe was also very aggrieved: "Why can the Haoriqin tribe move the boundary monument, but we can't? We also want to become Yunzhou people!"
Other tribesmen were also chirping.
“Yes, we didn’t go south to thresh the grass!”
“We are all grazing in the pasture honestly!”
"I dare to swear to the Immortal God that I have never killed a Han Chinese!"
"Even when doing business, I dare not lose even one copper coin or one tael of wool!"
The people of the Baerhu tribe feel aggrieved. Compared with the people of the Haoriqin tribe, they have no errands. How come they can do it but they can't?
Boss Li explained through gritted teeth: "If the boundary marker of the Haoriqin tribe is moved, it will only be within a day's horse's ride, which is in line with our rules."
"I won't listen! I don't believe it. ! I don’t care!” Everyone in the Baerhu tribe acted rogue. (End of chapter)