Fang Jie looked at Wanyan Zhongde, hesitated for a moment but couldn't help but ask out his curiosity. He raised his hand and made a gesture on his forehead, and then asked with some anxiety: "Brother Wanyan, why do you men from the Bei Liao tribe grow their hair like this?"
¡°Perhaps he realized that it was rude to ask this question, so he smiled awkwardly.
Wanyan Zhongde didn't care at all. He stroked his bare forehead a few times and said, "This is a way for us men in Bei Liao to show courage and perseverance. I told you that there are 100,000 people in Bei Liao." The mountains are the coldest and most painful places in the world, and our ancestors in the Northern Liao region shaved off all their hair in order to show their courage to brave the severe cold."
He smiled and said: "There is another reason If the hair is too long and hangs down from the forehead, it will block the sight. The northern Liao land is too cold and hard to farm. So if we want to live, we can only live in the mountains. Keep shooting. If your hair is too long, it will affect your archery. It will look cleaner."
Fang Jie nodded in understanding, thinking to himself, could it be that that nation in the previous life also had the same hairstyle as the Northern Liao people for this reason?
"Brother Fang, what trouble have you encountered?"
Wanyan Zhongde asked curiously.
Fang Jie sighed and said: "To be honest, I was a candidate recommended by Fan Gu to take the exam at the Imperial Capital Performing Martial Arts Academy this year, but on the way I met a group of former enemies. Since leaving Fan Gu, I have been I have never lived in peace, and I have spent almost every day in fear of being ambushed. I am afraid that if this continues, I will be killed by those enemies before I can reach the imperial capital, so I want to ask Brother Wanyan to give me three good horses. You can get rid of those enemies."
"Where does the enemy come from to be so bold?"
Wanyan Zhongde was surprised and said: "With the rule of law in the Sui Dynasty, how could the government allow gangsters to commit crimes like this? Besides, you are still a candidate taking the examination at the Yanwu Academy, so your status is very special. You only need to say something to the government along the way, and the government will send someone to protect you. "
Fang Jie sighed: "Those people are all masters who come and go without a trace. Even if the government is willing to send people to protect me, it will only increase casualties. This is my private matter, how can I let others lose their lives in vain to protect me?" ? I can't do such a thing, it's better to be more careful. If Brother Wanyan is in trouble, just pretend that I haven't encountered it today."
He stood up, clasped his fists and said, "We will meet again later."
Before Wanyan Zhongde could speak, the Northern Liao woman immediately said: "Why do you need to be polite, Fang Zhizhi? We Beiliao people value kindness and friendship the most. Fang Zhizhe saved our envoy when he was in Fan Gu. This is a sign of gratitude." We have a lot of kindness in Bei Liao. In this case, how can we feel sorry for a few horses?"
She smiled and said: "What's more, what we Beiliao people don't lack most is good horses that can travel thousands of miles a day."
Wanyan Zhongde opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything else. He quietly glared at the woman and hurriedly agreed: "What I'm saying is that Brother Fang is too unscrupulous. Isn't there just three horses? It's up to you to choose, and you can take away whichever one you choose."
Fang Jie was waiting for his words. How could he be so polite? He turned around and waved, and Da Quan and Mu Xiao Yao immediately emerged from the reeds behind. Fang Jie cupped his fists and bowed deeply to Wanyan Zhongde and said, "I will definitely repay you for saving your life today. Brother Wanyan, if you come to Sui Dynasty again in the future, as long as Fang doesn't die, you can come to me anytime and anywhere if you have any difficulties." ¡±
He had no choice but to lead a horse and stand up at random: "Brother Wanyan, there is one more thing you need to remember. After returning to Shiwanda Mountain, the deployment of all troops and horses should not be too obvious. You are afraid of entering the Sui Dynasty. The Meng Yuan people have long been paying attention, and if you are not careful, you may be noticed by the Meng Yuan people. Even if the Sui Dynasty is willing to send troops to help, they are still thousands of miles away. By the time the Sui soldiers and horses arrive, your tribe will have already suffered. A disaster."
"Please ask the Khan of Northern Liao to personally prepare a letter and send it to the Mongolian Yuan Empire's golden account. Don't say anything about loyalty, just say that the corvee and taxation are too heavy and the people of Northern Liao are overwhelmed. Please ask the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty The great Khan of the empire, Meng Ge, exempted some taxes and tributes.¡±
Wanyan Zhongde was surprised and said: "In this case, doesn't it mean that we have told Brother Meng that we are going to turn against Meng Yuan?"
"Won't"
Fang Jie smiled calmly and said: "Just do as I say. As long as Brother Meng doesn't get his head caught by the door panel and become an idiot, otherwise he will never be suspicious and will put down his guard against you Beiliao people."
At this time, Daquan and Mu Xiaoyao also came over and each led a horse. After thanking Wanyan Zhongde with fists, they mounted their horses and came to Fang Jie's side.
The Bei Liao woman looked at Fang Jie, with a different look flashing in her beautiful eyes. She has never been with any man from the Northern Liao ethnic group.??, seeing this young man's calm confidence. Although he didn't speak much, his confident demeanor made her feel her heart beat a little faster.
There has never been a shortage of warriors in the Bei Liao tribe, but there is really no one who is so wise at such a young age. Since she was a child, she had followed Wan Yanyong, the Khan of Northern Liao, in handling clan affairs, so she naturally knew how important wisdom was for a man. In her opinion, this young man's demeanor can even be compared with that of Mr. Shuiyue in the clan.
Although, this wet boy looks a little embarrassed.
"Thank you, Brother Fang, for your advice!"
Wanyan Zhongde clasped his fists and wanted to say something else, but Fang Jie turned his horse away. He couldn't help but sigh when he saw the three people leaving. He turned to look at the Beiliao woman beside him and scolded him: "Qing'er, don't be so rash next time. I only met him once, so I helped him like this." If he causes any trouble"
"You are the only one who is cowardly!"
The woman called Qing'er rolled her eyes at him and simply turned and walked away.
Wanyan Zhongde seemed to have nothing to do with this woman, but said with a wry smile: "Brother Fang's words are not entirely true. Who knows if he has offended some famous Sui family, or is simply being hunted by the government? Let's help rashly like this. If you mess with him, it will be of no benefit to our major affairs in Bei Liao."
"I don't care about that."
Qing'er looked at the direction where Fang Jie disappeared and said seriously: "I only know that my father Khan has told me since he was a child that we men from the Northern Liao tribe must repay our kindness, let alone let our friends be sorry. Fang Zhizhe is in Fan I have helped you, and I just revealed the plan of the Sui Dynasty. I also helped you find a way to prevent the people of the Meng Yuan Empire from doubting us. What if we gave him three horses and didn't even do this small favor? How can you be worthy of Father Khan¡¯s teachings if you are willing to help?¡±
"I can't help you! Just don't feel bad about yourself what he took away was your fire!"
Qing'er pouted and said: "The fire is the fire, the worst is to ask for a good horse from my father. We are short of everything in Bei Liao, except for BMWs and good horses! I'm just a little worried they can't ride us. "Han Qi in Northern Liao."
Wanyan Zhongde said angrily: "It's up to you We can't delay any longer. We'll leave immediately and get out of the customs as soon as possible."
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Fang Jie rode his horse forward, and had to admire in his heart as he galloped. The horses produced by the hundreds of thousands of mountains in Northern Liao seem to be stronger than the horses from the prairie. He sat down on the red war horse, which was as fast as a strong wind.
Not only is the speed astonishingly fast, but it is also like a psychic. It only has ideas on its own, and it always responds immediately. Whether it's leaping or making a sudden stop, riding a horse actually feels like using your arms and fingers. Fang Jie knew that all strong horses must be tamed, and the horse he was riding now must not be an ordinary horse with such a strong body and lightning speed. But if it is a BMW with a fiery temperament, how can it be so docile?
He couldn¡¯t figure it out, so he was even more curious.
When I read novels and watched TV in my previous life, I heard that a good horse must be as violent as a tiger. People without great perseverance and great ability cannot be easily tamed. But this horse, which ran like a big ball of burning fire, completely subverted the inherent concepts in his mind.
Not just his war horse, but also the war horses ridden by Big Dog and Mu Xiaoyao. There was no resistance to the new owner at all, and it was as docile as a kitten instead of a horse.
What makes Fang Jie most incredible is that the horse he randomly selected seems to be by no means ordinary among the horses of the Northern Liao people. After running less than five miles, Da Quan and Mu Xiao Yao were far behind. If he hadn't deliberately slowed down later, it wouldn't have taken half an hour before Daquan and the others wouldn't even be able to see his back.
"The good horse from Northern Liao is indeed extraordinary!"
After Fang Jiefang slowed down, the big dog caught up and couldn't help but sigh. The ones he and Mu Xiaoyao sat on were all snow-white war horses. When they ran, they looked like clouds floating on the ground. In contrast, Fang Jie's horse appears even more dazzling. The horse's mane is so long that it looks like a ball of fire rising when it runs.
"but¡¡"
Mu Xiaoyao frowned and said, "Have you ever felt that there is a kind of chill on this horse?"
You must know that Mu Xiaoyao was in such a cold place as Fangu, and she only wore a thin red dress all day long. It made her feel chilly, which showed that the war horses in Bei Liao were indeed a bit strange.
"really!"
Fang Jie nodded and said, "And the chill seems to be able to penetrate into people's bones."
The big dog hesitated and said:"Is it because it's too cold in Northern Liao?"
"ignore him!"
Fang Jie smiled and said: "As long as you get used to it, it will be fine. I like this horse more and more now!"
While the three of them were talking, they turned from the alley to Shangguan Road and galloped all the way to the southeast. But what he didn't expect was that Mu Xiaoyao's expression turned serious not long after he entered the official position.
"There are many masters in front of us, and they should have blocked the official road."
She looked at Fang Jie and was about to ask him what to do when she suddenly frowned: "There are people coming from behind too."
"Can you feel the strength of the person blocking you in front?"
Fang explained the question.
Mu Xiaoyao reined in the horse and closed her eyes. Big Dog and Fang Jie also stopped and did not dare to disturb her. After a full five minutes, Mu Xiaoyao slowly opened his eyes and said: "The people on both sides are within three miles of us. It seems that there are no strong people among the people blocking the official road in front. They are third or fourth grade." There are a few of them. There are quite a few masters behind us that we can¡¯t handle.¡±
"Then go forward!"
Fang Jie bit his tongue and cursed: "Even if I want to die, I will die at the gate of the Yanwu Academy!"
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In a small village about a thousand miles away from Fenglindu, a few old people sitting under a big tree at the entrance of the village chatting with nothing to do suddenly noticed someone coming from a distance. It's a strange face, alone. The man looked to be about twenty years old. He was wearing a moon-white scholar's robe. The white robe fluttered as he walked. His long hair tied casually behind him was gently blown by the wind. The hair is so elegant.
These old people who have lived for sixty or seventy years have never seen a man so beautiful. Not only is she beautiful, but she doesn't seem to have any trace of human smoke in her body.
The figure and face are perfect to the extreme.
The way he moves his hands and feet is extremely elegant.
"Old folks, how far is it to Fenglindu?"
The young master walked up to the old men and asked politely.
"Fenglin Ferry? Is it the ferry from Xiangcheng to Hedong County?"
An old man asked.
The young man nodded.
The old man thought for a moment and said, "It's probably a thousand miles away. I haven't been there, so I can't say."
The young man in white asked in a gentle tone: "Then I am not going in the wrong direction?"
"No! The direction is right."
When the young master heard the old man¡¯s affirmative answer, he smiled and thanked him again. He turned around and walked back to the official road, extending his hand to wave. Suddenly, a snow-white tiger, larger than a yak, jumped out of the grass on the roadside and let out a thundering roar in the direction of the old people. This tiger has thick limbs, broad shoulders and a narrow waist. The tiger's tail looks as long as a human being, especially the word "Íõ" on its forehead, which is the color of blood.
This roar of a tiger scared several old people to the point where they all collapsed.
"Fight the devil, don't mess around."
The young man in white stretched out his hand and touched the forehead of the huge white tiger, and the white tiger suddenly became quiet and well-behaved. It lay low and was as docile as a cat. The young master raised his legs and rode on the back of the white tiger and pointed in the direction in front of him. The white tiger roared low and immediately jumped forward and rushed out. After a while, he disappeared.