It rained, and the low-lying areas of the steppe turned into a swamped country. The grass sprouts that have just been unearthed are growing wildly. Spring really came, albeit a little late, but still came. Everyone was happy, well fed and warmly clothed, and more energetic in grazing.

Under the careful guidance of Ke Muzhi, Hawking finally tamed the black horse, and rode the horse and Ke Muzhi galloped wildly on the muddy grass. With the saddle and stirrups, riding a horse is much less technical. For this reason, Ke Muzhi ridiculed Hawking for only being opportunistic and not daring to challenge head-on.

The stone mills in the Yellow Sheep tribe do not stop for twelve hours a day, and the sound of squeaking lingers over the camp. The stonemason is now a craftsman, and with his skill in smashing stone grinders, he can mix up a round belly. He had already thought that this craft would be passed on to his son, and that his children and grandchildren would depend on it from now on.

If you are used to eating food made of flour, it will taste strange when you eat those fried wheat. Compared with scallion pancakes, which are too expensive to eat, the Qiang people prefer to sandwich boiled beef and mutton in the dough cakes. Drinking wine in a big bowl and eating meat is the life that Qiang warriors should have.

Su Kai came back, and his whole person lost weight. No one knows what he's going to do, and since the last battle of Wonsan, Su Kai has disappeared. Su Kai's personality was originally dull, and after he came back, he didn't greet anyone, so he got into the tent and fell asleep.

In fact, Su Kai came back half a month ago, and that trip was at night, and only Su Ren, Hawking, and Huang Shisan knew about the entire camp.

This day has been a little boring, Su Ren is already bored to the point that he will come to see if Su Kai has woken up after a while. Gently opened the tent curtain, glanced inside, and saw that Su Kai was still asleep, so he retreated without disturbing.

Until sunset, the illuminated bonfire had been lit, Su Kai stretched his waist and got up from the meadow, and Su Ren hurriedly handed over the somewhat cold dough. Su Kai was not polite, grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth. Neither of the men in the tent spoke, except for the sound of Su Kai chewing his food. Su Kai ate very fragrant, a dough as big as his head, and stuffed it into his stomach in three or five bites.

After pouring the last sip of tea, Su Kai burped: "I found it, three days away from here, is the Baishi Canyon, which is the holy place of the Qiang people, only respected shamans are allowed to enter, and when the annual sacrifice is made, only the chief can enter, and there is no one at all during normal times." ”

Su Ren nodded: "Very good, how many people can it hold?" ”

"One or two thousand men are enough, but there is no abundant pasture, and there are white stones everywhere, and if it is difficult for the horses to survive there, they will die in the winter."

"Don't worry about this, there is nothing in the grassland in winter, and the herdsmen don't come out to graze, so there is no point in continuing to stay there." Su Ren stood up: "Then that's it, when we leave in a few days, go over and have a look." ”

Out of Su Kai's tent, Su Ren stretched his waist and saw Hawking and Ke Muzhi coming back from their horses. The two of them were sweating profusely, and the two horses were constantly shaking their manes and stretching their muscles. Since being tamed, the dark horse has relied heavily on Hawking, and wherever Hawking goes, it will follow Hawking's ass. If it weren't for the fact that the livestock pen was too dirty, Hawking wouldn't mind sleeping with a black horse.

The two of them were delighted and laughed loudly as they walked. Hawking learned from the Qiang people and put his arm around Ke Muzhi's shoulder: "When the young master is old, he will also come to your grassland, and then we will race horses every day." ”

"Okay! When you were welcome to come, we pitched our tents on the shores of the Eagle Lake, got up every morning and rode our horses, and ran until the sun went down. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, my eldest brother said, you can't catch up with the sun at all." Hawking laughed.

"If we can't catch up, we can't chase it, anyway, when we get old, we won't have anything else to do, so let's go to the end of the grassland and see what it's like." Carrying two buckets of water from the pool, Hawking and Kemuzhi went to wipe their mounts. Hawking was dressed in a Qiang leather robe, walking with Ke Muzhi, and was very similar in height and size. It's just that Hawking doesn't have Ke Muzhi's high cheekbones and wide chin, and his face has been tanned red these days, and the spring breeze has dried his skin, and it feels like rough sandpaper.

Su Ren suddenly remembered the relationship between region and race. I remember reading a book that said that. Those who grow in the cold regions of the north will grow tall and stout, with big noses and small ears. Southerners, on the other hand, are relatively thin and small, but their ears are unusually large. This is because the climate in the north is cold, and only tall people can store more fat in the winter to fight off the cold. And the climate in the south is hot, and a pair of big ears is a good radiator.

If you let Hawking live here for a few years, when you come to see it again, he will become a real Qiang. Over the years, the appearance will also change. This is natural selection.

Race is the characteristic that defines a person, and those who make themselves uncomfortable will naturally be classified as aliens. From ancient times to the present, all wars have basically been because of race. Whether it is the war between the Yellow Emperor and Chiyou, or the war between the Han and the Xiongnu now, they all belong to this range.

Su Ren didn't disturb the busyness of the two brothers, and walked into the old fox's tent around a big circle. The old fox was wiping his weapon, it was a short sword that was not too long, and it was jet black all over, and there was no reflection at all. The short sword was only more than a foot, and the hilt had been polished to a shiny finish, and I don't know how many times it had been used, and even the skin on the scabbard had been worn away.

It was hard for Su Ren to imagine that the old fox would have been a businessman before, and he didn't know what it was like to kill someone, because he had never killed a person with his own hands. Only once did the little guy die in front of him, and he made him seriously ill.

Seeing Su Ren come in, the old fox hurriedly put his sword back into the sheath and stood up: "Sir, why are you here?" ”

"Good news for you, there's a white rock canyon three days away where you can rest."

"White Rock Canyon?" The old fox was stunned: "That's the holy land of the Qiang people!" ”

"Since you know that place, I won't say more, from now on, that is your place, in the winter or go back to the Black Wind Ridge for the winter, if you have any needs, say now, or think about it later, and then tell the shopkeeper of the caravan, they will do it for you."

"Thank you, sir!"

"Don't thank me, the grassland is a good place, there are herds of cattle, sheep and horses, although our profits are very considerable, but everyone wants to get something for nothing, hehe!" Su Ren smiled: "In the future, more people will enter this grassland, this is your hunting ground, as long as you save your lives, I will not interfere with what you want to do, it depends on you whether you can gain a foothold here." ”

The old fox's eyes lit up. People are hot-blooded, but some rules and reason make us lose the most primitive **. Su Ren wants to sell this kind of ** to the grassland, and completely turn the calm grassland into a paradise for a group of **.

When it was finally time to leave, Hawking and Ke Muzhi were reluctant. Hawking took off an ebony bracelet from his wrist and gave it to Ke Muzhi, which he had taken off from a dead body when he first went into battle. The dead man was in tatters, and this bracelet alone was well protected. Although it was just the most ordinary ebony, it was Hawking's first capture on the battlefield, which was of great significance.

Ke Muzhi also gave Hawking the treasure knife he was carrying. The scabbard of the knife was inlaid with ten precious stones, which sparkled in the sun.

The two hugged each other tightly, this is the etiquette between brothers on the prairie. At this moment, in the hearts of both of them, they feel that each other is their best brother and most precious friend.

"Hey! It's better to be young! Carefree and without a little heart. Su Ren couldn't bear to look at it anymore, turned his face and sighed.

Huang Shisan smiled and said, "Mr. is not very old, and he is also very young. ”

Su Ren shook his head and smiled bitterly, the white horse seemed to understand what his master meant, and without any warning, he took his own steps, and the caravan embarked on the road back. It took a long time for Hawking to catch up, his eyes were actually red, and he was holding the treasure knife given to him by Ke Muzhi tightly in his hand, with tears on his face.

"Our little gold actually cried, this is really the first time in the world!" Huang 13 turned his head to look at it and began to laugh.

Hawking ignored him and asked Su Rendao: "Big brother, will we come again next time?" ”

Su Ren shook his head and patted Hawking's shoulder: "Cherish this friendship, ...... next time you come back, forget it, don't talk about it." ”

The herders were no longer afraid of the Han Chinese merchants with their large numbers of livestock. Some even waved their hands from afar, and those with good voices sang the song of farewell to friends on the grassland. The voice is loud and long, and it can't be dispersed for a long time.

Su Ren's heart was tormenting, and for the first time, he felt that he was a black-hearted guy. At this moment, he is just a businessman, and he has made ten times the profit, and he can't even be satisfied. He regretted making such a decision a little, he didn't have the slightest affection for the Han or the Han court, neither an official nor a citizen, but why did he have to attack these Qiang people who were friendly to him?

As it got dark, Su Ren blamed this idea on a narrow national complex. It's not that he doesn't like the Qiang people, on the contrary, the simplicity of most of the Qiang people makes Su Ren feel that he should stay here. These Qiang people have followed in the footsteps of their ancestors for generations, migrating and grazing on the grasslands. It is undeniable that occasionally we will go to Han land to do some miserable deeds, but think about it, won't we Han people do the same thing thousands of years later?

Nowadays, there are dozens of large and small ethnic groups around the Han Dynasty, and in a few hundred or thousands of years, how many will survive? This is the war of extermination, and when it comes to these, the Han people seem to have done more thoroughly than these ethnic minorities.

Hawking kept looking back, and he couldn't see the camp of the Yellow Sheep tribe anymore, and he was still looking back. He didn't know when he would see his brother Ke Muzhi again, and he only hoped that this time was not goodbye.

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