Economic and Trade Song Dynasty

Qin Juan thought, if he doesn't go to Dadu, if he stays in Taiyuan with Ayiga, then the son Huhu in the "story" Ning Bai told him, has survived many days and nights in the prison He didn't know the story after that.

Whether this is a story that Ning Bai intentionally fabricated or something that actually happened, this "story" has already taken root in his heart like a tiny thorn.

If he doesn't remove it, even if he grows up, he won't forget it.

In fact, it is not difficult to know the ending of Huhu, he just needs to find someone to inquire about the situation of Prime Minister Yelu.

In the past so long, he has roughly figured out that Naima is really Naimazhen, Borjijin is Borjijin, and Huhu is from Wokuotai Khan, so it is opposite to Naimazhen, because That is the most trusted person of Concubine Mazhen who wants to get rid of the Khan.

If he guessed correctly, Naima really wanted her eldest son, Guiyou, to take the throne.

More than half a year ago, Huhu was in a hurry to return east, there must be a reason for Huhu.

Huhu is the successor of Prime Minister Yelu.

If Prime Minister Yelu was still alive, Huhu should be alive too.

Prime Minister Yelu is Huhu's cousin, so he won't leave Huhu alone...

Just as Ayiga expected, Ning Bai only stayed outside Taiyuan City for one day before heading back east.

What exceeded everyone's expectations was that Prince Yiwen's son did not choose to stay in Taiyuan.

Even though Ayiga's uncle had already arranged a place for Prince Yiwen's son, and even made it clear to General Xuebietai and Ning Bai, the reason they were looking for was that Prince Yiwen's son was seriously ill and needed to rest or his life would be in danger.

But Wang Shizi still chose to return to the east.

For this reason, Ayiga and Riyue had a quarrel, but in the end Ayiga had to be cold-hearted and he followed the people from Xuebietai and Ningbai to Dadu.

The moment Ayiga became the bodyguard of the day, the fate of their Zadalan clan was tied with the son of King Yiwen.

Both are prosperous.

The patriarch of the Zadalan family sent the son of King Yiwen out of Taiyuan for more than [-] miles, and pointed out ten warriors who were trusted by him, both Chinese and martial arts, to be dispatched at will every day.Ayiga's uncle said that he did his best.

Even at the time of parting, he still holds Yue Yue's hand and blesses him.

About the second night after leaving for the east, Riyue reconciled with Ayiga.

The reconciliation between boys is just a matter of drinking. Two teenagers exchange wine jugs by the campfire and have a big drink.

Of course, when meeting such a master as Riyue, Ayiga could only admit that he was unlucky. He supported his hangover-swollen head and shouted: "Qin! Brother, I haven't had enough!"

Qin Juan sneered: "Come on! After sleeping for two hours, you can't get enough sleep, just keep lying down!"

"Hahaha, no, brother hasn't had enough, go get the wine!"

"It's already been drunk by you."

"I don't care, I want to drink, you find a way to get it."

"Okay, I'll brew it for a while, and I'll fill the wine jar for you when I get more energy." Qin Juan raised his eyebrows.Ayiga's handsome face suddenly turned dark.

It seemed that they all understood overnight that their fate was unpredictable during this trip to the Eastern Capital.

Even Qin Juan, who was in the fog in the past, completely understood...

In the past few years, he has passed by life and death countless times, without exception.

He looked at the pitch-black sky, as if he had lost sight of it, time and time again, he became a weed confiscated by the heavens... His life was so cheap.

It only took five days to travel from Taiyuan to Dadu.

On the day of arriving in Dadu, there was heavy snowfall inside and outside Dadu. It had been snowing for more than three or four days, and the snow on the street was swept to the side of the road and piled high.

Even when it was snowing heavily, the people outside the city gate who were ordered not to enter the city lined up far away. They were either cuddling together or standing in the snow...

The outside of the city is in stark contrast to the inside of the metropolis. There are almost no pedestrians in the metropolis, and occasionally there will be a couple of pedestrians or monks rushing past.

It was a very cold day, and Qin Juan was wearing the wolf-headed hood that Yueyue gave him, and a leopard-print scarf around his neck, and a Songman who was also wrapped thickly was sitting in his arms.

Today is Laba, and there are vendors selling steaming porridge on the street.

Qin Juan hadn't smelled such a delicious porridge for a long, long time.

"Brother Qin Juan, what is that black thing?" Songman's fat hands wrapped around Qin Juan's neck and lay on Qin Juan's shoulders, with a furry tiger hat tied on his small head.

"That's Laba porridge." Qin Juan replied softly.

"Laba porridge." Songman didn't quite understand it, but it was something he had never eaten before. It should be delicious and smell good.

Even though they were far away from the hawker who sold Laba porridge, and the scent of Laba porridge faded away, Qin Juan still touched Songman's head with his chin, and he told Songman the story about Laba porridge.

"It is said that a shepherdess gave the Buddha a bowl of goat's milk porridge when she saw that the Buddha was starving and haggard. Later, Buddhism spread to the Central Plains, and the people in the Central Plains made Laba porridge to commemorate the day when Sakyamuni became enlightened." Qin Juan finished the story briefly, His voice is very soft, as light as the flying snowflakes.

The four-year-old child doesn't understand these stories at all, he doesn't know the Buddha, let alone Sakyamuni, but he likes Qin Juan's tone at this time, the gentle and soft words that are as light as snowflakes.

Songman hugged Qin Juan's neck tightly unconsciously. He really liked how brother Qin Juan was so gentle enough to tell him a story, even if he didn't understand the story.

Feeling that Songman's hands around him became tighter, Qin Juan pursed his lips and smiled, rubbing the cold hand holding the rein, held Songman's little hand, and asked in a low voice, "Is it cold?"

"Fox Qiuer is not cold..." Song Man lay on his shoulders and gradually fell asleep.

"What a child..." Qin Juan pursed his lips and smiled. Songman has been eating and sleeping all the way for the past few days. After all, he has gained a little weight compared to when he was sick.

I don't know why the child suddenly became much better after he recovered from his illness.

"Huqiuer really misses Father Huhu..." Songman murmured while half asleep and half awake, his slender eyelashes were stained with a few crystal snowflakes, trembling slightly like the wings of moths.

Qin Juan's heart skipped a beat, and his hand holding the rein trembled.

Whether Boyawuhuhu is still alive, he inquired sideways along the way, but he didn't find out the slightest.From the limited information, we can only learn that Huhu, who returned to Dadu, was imprisoned in the sky prison and was punished. It is unknown where he will stay in the end.

Qin Juan even learned from Ayiga that in the past six months, several letters have been sent to Dadu every day, just asking about the whereabouts of Huhu.

Prince Yiwen's son Yueyue has always had a very different attitude towards Huhu, whether it is reverence or something else.

Knowing that he has been inquiring about Huhu's whereabouts every day, Qin Juan is even more at a loss about Huhu's life and death.

I can’t say it’s sad or sad. After all, it’s just a glimpse when I was young. Before I had time to take a second look, that kind of peerless beauty disappeared on the grassland of Samarkand...

He was thinking now that maybe there was no need to ask any more.

But when he didn't want to remember this person, the news of that person came faster than anyone else──

At the city gate of Dadu, the officials confiscated all the sharp weapons on them, and Qin Juan's bow and arrow were naturally taken away, not even the knife used for eating meat.

In the center of the metropolitan city, the palace was only in its infancy. It is estimated that it will take many years to rebuild it on top of the ruins. Even though it is snowing heavily now, there are still busy craftsmen.

They piled the snow aside, set up a shed, and built fires in twos and threes where there were many people. People gathered around the fires and did their own things, mediocre and busy.

The craftsmen seem to be used to the coming and going of the army, or even if there is an army fighting in front of them now, they don't care.

They are going to see the Great Khan every day, the date has not yet been fixed, and the location of the meeting has not yet been fixed. Their soldiers are all placed outside the capital, led by the cronies of General Xuebietai, and less than 20 people can enter the city .

As for Ningbai Qianhu, they rushed into the city as soon as they arrived at the gate of Dadu City, and they didn't know what they were doing.

Qin Juan thought to himself that most people like this are more like martial law.

After walking past the palace under construction, you can see a palace that has been built far away. Some people say that it is the Jiwei Palace, where the Great Khan and his queens lived.

When they reached Shangji Gate, they were ordered to dismount.

Qin Juan's horse was taken away by the officials, and so was Riri's carriage. A Yi's eyes signaled him not to panic, he was not panic, he was just worried that his horse would not come back...

Some officials asked them to kneel down, except for those from Bo'er Jijin's family, almost all of them knelt down. Qin Juan hesitated for a moment, but Songman pulled the hem of his clothes.

Song Man must have seen such a scene many times.

Some officials came to check them again and question them.

The officials who came to Qin Juan's place were attracted by Songman, and the adult asked, "Whose young master is this?"

Obviously, this adult knew who Songman's young master was, so he asked this question on purpose.

It was clearly written in the list that the slaves inherited when they entered Dadu.

"It's the young master Songman from Boyawu's family." Ji Buza replied with respect and trembling.

The adult raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Huhu, the son of Boyawu's family, has been exiled. Why is your young master still here?"

"Sir...this..."

The adult continued: "Since the child is adopted under the name of son Huhu, he should go to Woluduo City with Huhu. The exile list includes Huhu's wife line and son line. Since Huhu has no wife, how can he be a son?" do not accompany."

This person talked a lot, and even competed with a child, Qin Juan really opened his eyes, and now he raised his head to see what kind of thing this person is.

But I saw this official with romantic eyebrows, vermilion thin lips, and cold pale complexion. Except for being a little thinner, he looked good no matter what.He shouldn't be very old, at most as old as Fox.

Songman was taken aback by what this person said, but he didn't cry, after all, although he was timid and fat, he was very angry.

I don’t know who Songman learned from, the more angry he is, the less he talks. Ji Buza remembers that Songman used to talk a lot, especially in this situation, it’s good, at least he doesn’t have to worry about Songman saying the wrong thing up.

"Who is this son talking about, the godson of the leader of the dog army, hehehe, so ruthless." Riri suddenly looked over, and said gritted his teeth while laughing.

Dog army?Qin Juan's ears perked up, the only dog ​​army he knew was Heizigou... isn't it?

This is the godson of the current leader of the Heizigou Army who blatantly killed King Yiwen, turned tens of thousands of King Yiwen's soldiers into a prisoner's pit, and made King Yiwen's power never recover?

Although the former leader had been beheaded by Guiyou's order, the enmity between Prince Yiwen's son and Heizigoujun was a deadly enmity, and it was impossible to be kind.

The young man smiled and said, "Young Prince Yiwen, long time no see, hey, why haven't you grown up?"

"..." Qin Juan wanted to look at this person with admiration.

"Goubi, do you fucking want to fight?" Ri Ri gritted his teeth and stepped forward, speaking in a low voice, still smiling.

"Your Majesty, we are all nobles, so we must speak politely." The man also continued to laugh.

"Are you fighting with me? Huh?"

"How did your temper become like this? Didn't you have the same virtue as me back then?" The man raised his eyebrows.

Yue Yue's voice gradually became colder: "Wanxi, you did this on purpose."

"You know that my godfather was appointed by King Guiyou to take the blame for the former Heizigoujun, but you fucking told me to wash my head and wait for you to chop it off. Didn't you mean it?"

He roared every day: "Who told your bastard godfather to take over? The blood debt owed by Heizigoujun to me will definitely be blood..."

The boy named Wanxi stepped forward, covered Riyue's mouth, and looked around: "If you want to die, just speak up! It's okay if you don't want to live, don't involve those who protect you and let you live safely You don’t even want your uncle or your aunt even now?”

"..." Qin Juan thought he probably understood something.

Seeing that his mood had stabilized every day, Wan Xi slowly let go of him. He pointed to Songman and said, "That bastard's uncle is from the La family, right? Anton rebelled against you and brought his nephew into Dadu. You can go in. That's it." I will take the child away."

"Song Man is my son now!" Yue Yue violently pushed Wan Xi away.

Wan Xi frowned and pretended to be angry: "What is your own situation? How dare you take these people to your side?"

"What does it have to do with you, go and be your godfather Hei Zigou's son, you will die or I will die on the battlefield in his years, if you give your life to the dog army for a day, we will have this hatred until death, and we will never die. "One day he will overthrow the black dog army's lair.

Wan Xi was completely stunned, and suddenly Jun blushed.When this ugly bastard speaks harsh words, he is actually a little handsome. What's going on?

No, if you take a closer look, the eyes of this person who were squinted into a slit have become narrower and longer. I don't know if it is because of the thinness, the lines of the face have become sharp and angular, and even the facial features are also profound. Wake up, a bit ugly and handsome.

Qin Juan always felt that what Riyue said was very inappropriate, but it seemed to be a bit of an oath in a drama... I don't know if this idiot is aware of it.

"They're here, let's talk about it another day. If you want to survive, don't offend Naima Zhen. Also, your father's death is not as simple as you think." Wan Xi whispered, and stepped back naturally. Many steps, separated from the day.

Because they stopped in moderation, Songman's matter did not attract much attention, and they entered Shangji Gate smoothly.

But the development of things is often not as good as the sky.

On the third day when the son of King Yiwen was waiting for the call of the Great Khan, Wokuotai Khan collapsed, and the son of King Yiwen failed to see the Great Khan that he had risked his life to come and most wanted to see.

Most of them fell into dead silence. The place where they lived was surrounded by soldiers. They didn't know what was going on outside.

It was also on this day that Prince Yiwen's son gave Qin Juan a mask: "Put this on, and someone will come to ask you about the fact that you shot and killed the general of the Tata tribe with an arrow around Hu Si's ears. Remember, for our sake Don’t say that you are from the Song Dynasty, just say that you don’t remember your life experience.”

Qin Juan took the mask that Yueyue handed over, but he didn't know when Yueyue ordered someone to make the mask.

Qin Juan put it on obediently, but let alone, he himself thought he was very handsome...

Yueyue was stunned for a moment, nodded in satisfaction, and said to Ayiga beside him: "Ayiga, take the slave card around his neck and replace it with that one."

Hearing this, Qin Juan froze.Not because of anything else, but because of an inexplicable emotion.