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Volume 3 (Part 2) Chapter 116 Dramatic Change 4

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    Piao Tian Literature On the sixth day of the first lunar month, Han Yi and his followers hunted in Shaniuling.

    Sha Niuling is a mountain range in the western section of the main line of Hengshan Mountain. Both the north and south of the ridge are excellent grazing places. For hundreds of years, the Sha Niu people have killed and killed countless people in order to preserve this pasture and forest.  .

    Spring is the season when all things come back to life, but the chilling cold wind and the white snow on the top of the mountain will not make people think of spring.  For the Fanhan residents in the Hengshan area, spring here usually comes later.

    In the past, at this time of year every year, the Tibetan tribes all over the country stopped hunting one after another, because after the cold winter, the wild animals were the weakest. It was really the time when all things revived, and then came the time for wild animals to mate and reproduce.  From the collective memories accumulated over a hundred years, we know the truth not to "fish in the dry lake".

    But this year may be different. Hunger is like a plague, spreading among all tribes at the same time.  Each tribe has been hunting continuously throughout the winter, but the harvest is getting less and less, and the prey is getting smaller and smaller. In order to fill their bellies, all hunters have to expand their hunting range.

    In this case, bloody conflicts will become inevitable again.

    No one is the true overlord of the north and south of Hengshan, and no one has enough authority to regulate the order and standards here. Even Li Yiyin can only control a corner of Xiazhou in the eastern section of Hengshan.

    The only rule here is that the weak will eat the strong, whether he is a Dangxiang, Tubo, Uighur, or even a local Han tyrant.  Tuoba Xiong's strength grew a lot during this winter. With the support of the government, he not only survived the winter, but also took advantage of the opportunity to exchange official grain for a large amount of local products and livestock.  And by the way, it annexed several small tribes that were on the verge of disintegration.

    The prosperous situation of the Niu Killing Clan made all the vassals jealous.

    Outside a large pine forest.  The hunting team automatically divided into three teams, and Han Yi shot a shot into the air.

    A long howling sound crossed the sky.  The hunt begins.

    The two teams surrounded each other on both sides, while the other team slowly advanced forward, each making various noises. The beasts hiding in the woods had to jump up and flee into the depths of the woods in panic.

    It is the wild wolf that groans uneasily.  The ones that fought back fiercely were wild boars, the ones that were easily frightened were the gazelles, and the ones that flew around and fell from the air were pheasants.

    The remaining snow and pine needles in the forest are mixed together, a thick layer, and the people and horses step on it softly.  Everyone abandoned their horses and walked, each holding a bow and arrow.  Holding his breath, he bent his back and slowly searched forward.  The minions and servants followed their masters step by step, delivering bows and arrows or dry food and water, and collecting more and more trophies.

    A person who is qualified to participate in the hunt.  They all have their own identities. In addition to Han Yi, the most distinguished person who represents the government, there is also the owner of this place - Tuoba Xiong. Most of them are from various tribes in and outside Hengshan and Qing, Huan, Ning and other prefectures.  Little boss.

    Tuoba Xiong, a member of the cattle-killing tribe, has quick eyes and quick hands. He shot an arrow at a yellow sheep that had nowhere to hide. This yellow sheep was fat and strong, and it was already difficult to hunt at this season this year.

    He showed off his prey to the bosses like a show off. This was the third yellow sheep he had hunted today.

    "Clan Chief Tuoba is very skilled. He shot it in the head with an arrow and got a complete pair of skins."

    Sudden.  A white figure emerged from the grass and rushed behind a boulder as fast as lightning.

    "It's a white fox! It's rare to see it!"

    Someone exclaimed.

    The white fox looks like a white elf.  He jumped from behind the boulder he was hiding to behind a big tree, constantly changing his position. Everyone held up their bows and arrows and had to move quickly with its figure. The minions shouted and blocked the white fox's escape route.

    Whizzing!

    Seven or eight arrows flew over, but each one failed. The white fox took advantage of the terrain to jump up in the air and ran away down the hillside. Just when the white fox was about to escape, an arrow was stabbed diagonally and fired.  Come first.

    The white fox was nailed directly to the trunk of a pine tree as the sound broke through the air.

    Everyone grabbed it, inspected the results, and found that the white fox's eyes had been shot through.

    "What a great arrow!"

    "Who shot this?"

    The big and small leaders from various tribes carry different arrows, long and short, hollow rods, solid rods, triangular arrowheads, willow leaf arrowheads, and half-moon arrowheads. There are even small tribes that are so poor that they can only use arrows.  Bone arrows.

    This arrow is the easiest to recognize because it is the standard arrow of the Zhou Dynasty official army.

    "I'm lucky, I accepted it!"

    Han Yi smiled slightly, lifted the white fox upside down and threw it to the tooth soldiers behind him.

     While everyone admired his archery skills, they watched with envy as Han Yi's men took the white fox as their own.  White foxes are rare to begin with, but such a solid-colored fur with no stray hairs and no damage is even more exquisite. Such a gorgeous and rare fur can be exchanged for at least thirty cows and horses.

    The hunt started at sunrise, and it was not until sunset that everyone returned home happily.  Some people are happy and some are sad, and there are not many wild animals that kill Niuling. Some people are lucky, and some people are unlucky and return empty-handed.  Just like the amount of food stored in each family's account, some people like the Tuoba Xiong tribe are rich, while some tribes can no longer get rid of the pot.

    As the local master, Tuoba Xiong held a banquet to entertain representatives of each tribe.  He gave the order, and the tribesmen started running in a hurry, killing cattle and sheep, and soon more than ten pillars of smoke curled up.

    Of course, cattle are indispensable among the Tuobaxiong tribe, and there are also a considerable number of sheep and horses, so the meat is not only the animals hunted today, he even invited Han cooks from Qingzhou City to cook several Han dishes for each guest.  style dishes.

    Of course, fine wine is indispensable.

    After being reserved and polite, the crowd ate and drank without ceremony. However, they came all the way over the mountains and ridges not to praise Tuoba Xiong's wealth and hospitality, nor to have a feast.  , they were all observing Han Yi secretly.

    I have seen Han Yi¡¯s superb archery skills and experienced Han Yi¡¯s magnanimity as a superior, but I just can¡¯t figure out why Han Yi appears here.

    When was the last time the military was interested in Hengshan?  I'm afraid it must have been at least sixty years, right?  The war between the official army and the Pheasant Clan has just subsided, and it seems that no one has won.  It seems like neither side loses, in the eyes of the beholder.  The officers and soldiers seem to have forgotten the existence of the Pheasant Clan, which is really strange.

    But no matter what.  In the eyes of each tribe, the situation is changing, and they don't know whether it will be a disaster or a blessing in the future.

    Every Tibetan tribe has a more or less distant or close relationship with Tuoba Xiong. The main reason why they are willing to come is because Tuoba Xiong has food for them.  He complained in his heart that the price of food in Tuoba Xiong's hands was rising again and again. In the past, a horse could be exchanged for at least three stones of grain, but now it could only be exchanged for one stone of grain. This was simply robbery.

    "Everyone!"

    Tuoba Xiong¡¯s face was filled with red. He held the wine bowl and gestured to everyone:

    "I will hunt today, although I won't hunt much. But mainly because I want to communicate with the clan leaders of each tribe. The other thing is to discuss the food issue with everyone."

    When Tuoba Xiong opened his mouth, the guests complained one after another:

    "Isn't it? There were several heavy snowfalls this winter, and a lot of livestock died!"

    "There's not enough food. The Han people don't have any surplus food. We can't exchange it for food, so we can only kill livestock to fill our stomachs. This is a huge loss."

    "Chief Tuoba, your cattle-killing tribe is very prosperous, so you don't need to rub salt into your wounds and blackmail us, right?"

    Tuoba Xiong smiled awkwardly:

    "You have misunderstood me. We, the cattle-killing tribe, do not farm. The food was lent to me by my sworn brother, the noble Marquis of Beihai, for the sake of our sworn friendship. My brother is eager for justice and helps the big and small members of my clan.  Thousands of people have survived the crisis. This is a great kindness, and I, Tuoba Xiong, dare not forget it. I heard that my brother needs good horses, so I exchanged some grain with you."

    After a pause, Tuoba Xiong said again:

    "Well, my brother heard that all the tribes were suffering from hunger and disaster this winter, and he felt uneasy, so he took this opportunity to meet with you today to express the government's condolences."

    "Bah, when did you, Tuoba Xiong, vent your anger on the government? You're a scumbag!" Someone secretly cursed in a low voice out of the interest of taking care of the host and guest.

    " If Tuoba Xiong had told the guests in advance that Han Yi was coming, many chiefs would probably not come here in person. At most, they would send a representative, and they would consciously keep a certain distance from the government.

    Well water does not interfere with river water.

    The chiefs would not jump up in front of Han Yi, because Han Yi made a good impression on them during the hunt today. They had also heard about Han Yi's thunderous method of killing two governors who oppressed the Tibetan tribe not long ago.

    Since there were so many listeners, Han Yi stood up without hesitation:

    "You are all well-known people. Han is new here, so it is rare to meet you today. I have no other reason to come here today, just to make friends with you. If you have any problems with the government in the past,  , please bear with me. Han will do it first as a courtesy!"

    Han Yi drank three large bowls in a row with great arrogance without changing his expression. All the chiefs looked calmer and praised Han Yi for his generosity.  Han Yi said again:

    "As for the food issue just mentioned, I think this season is the most difficult time for every family. As an official of the court, Han has the responsibility to appease the people. If every family is in needAs for food, feel free to mention it to me, and Han will definitely meet your requirements at a preferential price.  In my opinion, a horse can be exchanged for five stones of grain, and a cow can be exchanged for four stones of grain!  "

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? wouldn't hit someone's smiling face, not to mention the benefits you can take advantage of, would be a lack of heart.  The chiefs were secretly happy and complimented Han Yilai one after another.

    For a time, the tent was filled with people and everyone was in high spirits.

    "Brother, what do you want to do?" Tuoba Xiong asked quietly.

    Although the price was not bad in lean years, now that there is a shortage of horses in the Central Plains and years of war, a horse sold to Bianliang will immediately increase in value several times or ten times. But when he looked at Han Yi's intention, it seemed that this was not his intention, and he did not want to buy a horse.  Take advantage of the lean years to earn a smile.

    "Nothing else, I just want to make a few more friends!" Han Yi deliberately said loudly so that others could hear.

    The government's grain reserves were not much, and most of them were raised by Han Yi from Guanzhong through personal means, which was costly.  He half sold and half gave away, and didn't mind if the food was wasted, because he thought it was a good start, as long as the people would not instinctively reject him as before.  Things will be much easier to handle.

    Everybody drank all night long.

    Han Yi went around with the chiefs, hooking up with them, drinking and punching each other, deliberately getting closer to the chiefs, and his facial muscles even stiffened because he kept smiling for a long time.

    Han Yi kept his promise and ensured the supply of food he promised. Several small tribes in urgent need of food even came to Qingzhou to get food empty-handed. This was not intentional, but because their tribes were too poor. Han Yi did not say anything and continued to distribute food.  The food made these small tribes burst into tears of gratitude.

    Other tribes also exchanged food with them, and the livestock they exchanged finally made the government a little profit.  However, the amount of grain stored in the government granary was rapidly decreasing, so Qin Liangyu felt it necessary to remind Han Yi:

    "Master Marquis, even if you don't think about stocking up in case there is a shortage, you still have to know that this is military rations!"

    "Qin Observer, don't worry, I have my own sense of proportion." Han Yi patted Qin Liangyu on the shoulder, "Oh, by the way, I heard that you have some ideas about the position of Qingzhou governor?"

    "No, how can I dare to covet the position of governor when I am a junior official with few talents and little knowledge? I am doing my best to be an observer!"

    Qin Liangyu was stunned and hurriedly waved his hand to deny it.

    "Haha, a sergeant who doesn't want to be a general is not a good sergeant. An official who doesn't want to be a governor is not a good officer either!" Han Yi said with a smile, "Qin Wang, tell me, do you want to be a good officer?"

    "Of course I want to be a good official, be loyal to my duties, serve the court, and seek benefits for the people. It's not just for the sake of wealth." Qin Liangyu clarified.

    "I have believed in you." Han Yi hinted, "However, you have to do your job well. Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared!"

    "I will obey the instructions of the Marquis of Han!" Qin Liangyu was secretly happy in his heart, but still showed displeasure on the surface.  In any case, he has been marked by Han Yi. For officials like Qin Liangyu who have been at the bottom for a long time, this is an excellent opportunity for personal advancement.

    While he was talking, Bai Ruhu burst in with a dusty look all over his body, and reported eagerly:

    "Master Hou, something happened. Several tribes who came to collect food from Huanzhou were attacked one after another on their way back. Most of them were killed or injured, and their food was also robbed!"

    "Tell me slowly, where was he robbed?" Han Yi asked hurriedly.

    "Close to where the Pheasants tribe lives." Bai Ruhu replied. He turned around and ordered the sergeants to bring in a few injured Tibetan people.  These Tibetan people belong to different tribes, and they all look sad and angry.

    "It must be the Pheasant Clan who did it! They dared to hurt my friend. If I don't take revenge, Han will not be a human being!"

    Han Yi was furious.

    The incident happened suddenly. In front of the Tibetan people, Han Yi immediately wrote a letter and ordered Bai Ruhu to go to Ningzhou in person and hand it over to Zhe Congruan, asking Old Master Zhe to summon people to exterminate the pheasant tribe.  They also sent people to notify the affected tribes, and also informed Tuoba Xiong and other tribal chiefs that they would meet again to kill Niuling on the first day of the next month to discuss the plan of killing the chickens.

    Qin Liangyu watched from the side as Han Yi issued orders one after another. He was quick-thinking. Although he felt that something was very strange here, he wisely kept silent.
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