Prince of the Red Chamber wins rebirth

With a creaking sound, a carriage stopped beside the tent. A burly man unloaded the prey from the carriage and yelled loudly for help, but after calling several times, no one came out of the tent, so he had to go first. Put down the things, open the curtain to call for someone, and before I could react when I entered the room, I saw a blur in front of my eyes, and I felt dizzy, and I was beaten with a sap.

A man hiding next to him said: "I said Boss Wang, you are really the boss. This is a life that you have been looking forward to so hard, can't you be gentle?" He rolled his eyes and said: "Could it be that you have learned to listen to the dead man's mouth?" To get information?"

Wang Zisheng chuckled, "I'm sorry, I accidentally hit hard. Next time, I must be gentle next time."

Adhering to his usual style, Sun Wenzhong rolled his eyes fiercely, and began to inspect the big man who fell on the ground. This man had a standard Tatar figure, with a roughness from his bones. Look at the leather on his body, the workmanship Fine, especially there are two rings on the hand, the gems inlaid on them are the size of pigeon eggs, definitely not ordinary people.

Searching in his arms, he took out a leather bag the size of a book.It is densely written in Tatar language.

Sun Wenzhong finished reading it with a strange expression, "This is a love letter, it is too nasty. But it mentioned that the Wangting is only thirty or fifty miles away from here. These days, the profuse is hunting, and he is very excited. There are also the princes of the Tartars in the court, except the eldest prince, and everyone else is there."

Wang Zisheng showed joy when he heard it, "This is great, it's a one-pot job!" Anyone who can hunt with the Tatar Khan must be able to talk to the Tatars, and this is a good opportunity.

Sun Wenzhong shook his head, "It seems that it's not that simple. The old Khan's current wife and concubine, Xiao Shi, wants to force everyone to make the youngest son the crown prince. She definitely has a backhand." The Xiao family is one of the eight major tribes of the Tatars. It is also the most powerful except the tribe of the Great Khan, which is obviously to force the palace.Wang Zisheng asked: "Then is the eldest prince going to be captured without a fight? Could it be that he doesn't have any supporters?"

"That's not true. The eldest prince's mother clan is also a big clan. Even the eldest prince himself is deeply loved. Two years ago, he was named the King of Bohai Sea and went to guard Bohai Sea. But now the Xiao family has made full preparations and was caught off guard. "Sun Wenzhong thought about it.

Wang Zisheng said, "Let's deal with it first, then we'll talk about it. If you can save it, then come." The two of them worked together and buried the big man behind the tent.

This tribe is a group of Tatars living together for the winter.There are only seventy or eighty families with a population of more than 400.After Crazy Zuo and others figured out the situation, they took advantage of the dark night and high wind to kill all the herdsmen here, leaving no one alive.

This is also the first time Wang Zisheng has killed someone with his own hands, so he thought he would be very scared.But after killing too many, Wang Zisheng suddenly felt that it didn't matter, he was going to kill anyway, so why bother to be hypocritical.

But when it was buried, it was very cold and it was not easy to break the ground. The veterans had a way. They directly chose a big tent and lit a few more fires inside. After the ground was roasted, they started to solve the problem. problem.In a big pit more than two feet deep, all the corpses were buried, filled with soil, covered with several layers of hay, and covered with woolen blankets on top, and immediately recovered.

The left lunatic was never afraid, and he directly decided to set up the Chinese army's camp in that tent, which made the hairs all over his body stand on end.

These days, in addition to taking turns to patrol the edge of the camp, everyone is starting to recharge their batteries. You must know that this long-distance march has tortured everyone. Fortunately, there is nothing lacking here, especially cattle and sheep. Stew meat every day, and milk and milk every morning.

I thought I would start the next step in a few days, but I didn't expect to have ready-made ones delivered to my door.

Crazy Zuo took a quick look at the letter, and decided to take action. The strategy is "the moon is dark and the wind is high and the night is high, and the night is dark, and the sap is planted." Taking advantage of the internal conflicts among the Tatars, he went to add fire and try to help them fight. Of course, if there is already a fight, try to help them change from fighting to fighting, from friendly and democratic recommending the next Great Khan to sons killing Laozi, and then each supporting a new Great Khan, it is best to split into seventeen or eight piece.

From then on, a group of people began to change their roles and try to find a way to get in the hunting team. They fanned the flames, spread rumors, spread gossip, gossip, and talked about every little thing with their noses and eyes.

The Xiao family couldn't sit still any longer, and came out to refute the rumors, saying that the sweat was only due to the occasional cold, so there is no need to make such a fuss.But no one believed it, so King Zuo Xian came forward, since it was a minor illness, he always asked us courtiers to visit him to show his concern.When a group of people were arguing in full swing, the son of King Zuo Xian and the nephew of Empress Xiao went hunting together, but when he came back, the son of King Zuo Xian died from an arrow in his back, and the arrow was still engraved with Xiao's mark.

All of a sudden, there was an uproar. You must know that King Zuo Xian is second only to Da Khan, basically the second child on the grassland. It was confirmed that it was Xiao Shi who shot the son to death from behind. The reason was that Xiao Shi had less prey and was jealous of the son.

You must know that men on the prairie are always upright, and hunting is a housekeeping skill. You are no match for others. Instead of admitting defeat openly, you shoot cold arrows from behind. This is almost cast aside by the entire prairie, and the entire Xiao family has become a street rat.

In a few days, it was reported that the Xiao family actually wanted to win King Zuo Xian so that Empress Xiao could remarry King Zuo Xian and continue to control the royal court. King Zuo Xian didn't agree, so he directly killed his son from the bottom of the pot, just for the sake of inheritance. King Zuo Xian also had to accept this Empress Xiao.As for Khan, he was poisoned to death long ago.

Half a month later, bad news came from the royal court. The Khan's youngest son, Prince Seventeen, who was only ten years old, died of falling from a horse.

This time, the entire Xiao family was roasted on the fire. You must know that according to the customs of the Tatars, "the youngest son is here, and the stove is here." That is to say, the youngest son can inherit the family business and inherit the great rule.In general, the Tatars keep the best pastures.The most livestock are left to the youngest sons.This is just like the fact that the eldest son of the Han people inherits the sacrifice land.

The entire grassland was filled with an atmosphere of grief, especially the Tuoba clan, the mother clan of the Seventeenth Prince, completely broke with the Xiao clan, fighting with weapons almost every day, many people died, and the current situation was in turmoil.

This day is even more extraordinary.The youths from the Tuoba clan took the lead in burning down the Xiao clan's camp, and then caught up with the strong wind, the flames grew bigger and bigger. When the flames subsided, everyone started to rescue them. Only then did they find that the clan chief of the Xiao clan and his concubine had disappeared. , the patriarch was drinking and eating meat with his concubine, and he died unexpectedly.

This completely became the fuse, and the parties couldn't bear it anymore, and started a scuffle.

Even when the old Khan died of illness, no one thought of holding a funeral. It was not until the corpse stinks that the eldest prince who came belatedly collected him into Tibet.

At this time, Wang Zisheng and his party had already returned to Guihua City. After a binge drinking, Madman Zuo gave everyone a five-day holiday and allowed them to wander around the city.

Wang Zisheng finally felt that he had become a normal person.Putting on casual clothes, he left the camp, started to stroll, looked at the streets full of people coming and going, suddenly filled with emotion, this life was not in vain, at least to save the people of this city.

First, I went to Jiujiu Street for a stroll. This place is similar to Liulichang. It also buys antiques, calligraphy, paintings and jewelry, but more of them are jewelry. There is also a kind of thing that comes from the north. The shape is oval, and the top is a landscape. , or characters, look naive, and can be disassembled, and there is another one inside, which is exactly the same as the outside, but slightly smaller, and then disassembled, and another one, until the last one is only the size of a peanut.Very interesting to watch.

Xiaoer leaned over, nodded and bowed, "Master, you have a good eye. This is a unique feature of the shop. This thing is called a matryoshka. Each set varies in size, some are seven, and some are twelve. There are rosewood on the material. , jujube branches, and jade. The patterns on these can also be customized, of course, this will cost extra."

Wang Zisheng found it interesting, so he asked for pen and ink to draw the appearance of his younger brother Wang Ziteng, with a chubby face and a red hair rope.Handed it over to the second hand, and threw a piece of five taels of silver, "Be more careful, the master will call the attendant to come over in a few days, this is the deposit." The second nodded and bowed.

At noon, Wang Zisheng strolled over to the Yueming Building at the north gate of Guihua City. This is the largest restaurant in Guihua, and it is also the best. This restaurant was opened in the desolate land, and it was this plaque, which was bestowed by the emperor himself with a pen.

On the second floor, I picked up a table by the window and sat down. I saw the waiter in the shop taking small steps and handing over a pot of tea, "It must be the first time for the guest officer to come to the shop, so I will introduce you to him." .It’s not a small bragging, but this land was the place where the Holy Majesty stayed. I think back then, when the Holy Majesty was still the prince, my old shopkeeper was the Holy Majesty’s royal chef, and he accompanied the Holy Majesty to fight in all directions. He was the number one person in front of the Holy Majesty. Without the food cooked by the old shopkeeper, the Holy Majesty would not be able to eat."

Wang Zisheng smiled and took out an ingot of silver, and said: "Your shopkeeper's specialty dishes will be served! Then bring a jug of good wine, remember to burn it."

Xiao Er quickly went down.Not long after, a table full of dishes was served.

At this time, Sun Wenzhong also arrived. When he saw Wang Zisheng, he cupped his fists and said, "Little brother, I'm late."

Wang Zisheng got up and said politely: "It's just right, Brother Sun, it's better to catch up sooner than later." After the two exchanged pleasantries, they began to taste the dishes. Not to mention, Wang Zisheng felt that the level of the food was absolutely worthy of the name Xiaoer said , plus the big pot of rice in the military camp, let alone mention it.

The author has something to say: Good night, everyone.