Yaonan Che looked at the little girl on the ground, and saw that she was clenching her teeth tightly, neither begging for mercy nor resisting, and there was an unyielding light in her eyes.
This child's name is Yeluyezhi. Her mother is from the Tang Dynasty and she is half Tang Dynasty. According to Xuezhi, after the Khitans were defeated by the Tang people, she secretly changed her dead mother's surname to Gongsun and wanted to return to the Tang Dynasty.
After all, the little girl was too naive and didn't quite understand the situation. She thought that the Tang Dynasty that her mother cared about was finally coming to greet her.
However, what was waiting for her was the hatred and venting of her tribe. During these days, Xiao Yezhi had almost become a prop for her sister Yelvxuezhi to vent her anger.
Yelvxuezhi beat Gongsun Yezhi hard, and a maid looked at the sky and advised: "My lord, my wife's condition is getting more and more serious. Let's get on our way quickly."
Yelvxue snorted and said, "She is not allowed to get on the carriage." Then she returned to the carriage and the convoy continued to move forward.
Yaonan Che also returned to the carriage and looked behind him, only to see Gongsun Yezhi's hands tied up with a long rope, and the other end of the rope was wrapped around the carriage.
She walked like this all the way. If she couldn't walk anymore, the carriage would not wait for her and just drag her forward.
What Yaonan Che is most in awe of now is the people of the Tang Dynasty. He feels that Gongsun Yezhi's ability to survive so tenaciously is all because of the blood of the Tang people in his body.
Two days later, the convoy finally arrived in Khitan.
However, what awaits them is not a new life, but new hardships.
Yelvshezhi's mother's two maids and the only male guard were all left behind by the Turks.
The three children and Yelvshezhi's mother were placed in a huge barracks, which was full of old, weak, sick and disabled people.
Xuezhi shouted to the Turkic soldiers in Turkic: "My father is the head of the Yelu clan, please take me to see my father!" Like Yaonan Che, she came from a chief's family and began to learn Turkic and Tang Dynasty since she was a child.
language.
A Turkic soldier looked at her in surprise, as if he did not expect that a child could speak Turkic, and asked: "You mean the Yelu clan?"
"Yes, they are the Khitan tribe that surrendered to you."
The soldier scratched his head and said, "What's the Yelu clan? I've never heard of it."
Another soldier said: "By the way, I heard that a Khitan tribe leader who surrendered to us was killed a few days ago. His surname seems to be Yelu."
Yelvxuezhi felt as if he was struck by lightning and shouted loudly: "Nonsense, you are talking nonsense..."
The soldier curled his lips and said: "Kid, I hate children yelling the most. If you yell again, I will throw you into the desert."
Xuezhi cried loudly: "Liars... you are liars... you are all liars!"
The Turkic soldier was furious and was about to arrest her. Another Turkic soldier thought that she was a child and her father was dead, so he stepped forward to persuade the previous Turkic soldier.
Yelvxuezhi, however, refused to give up. He stepped forward and grabbed the Turkic soldier's trousers and shouted: "Liar, give me back my father!"
The Turkic soldier who took pity on her hurriedly kicked her away and pulled another furious Turkic man out of the camp.
Yaonan Che hurriedly stepped forward and helped Xue Zhi up, only to see blood oozing from the corners of Xue Zhi's mouth, and he was moaning continuously.
At this moment, three children came over. One of them was about nine years old. They looked at Yelv Xuezhi and grinned: "Isn't this little master Yelu? Why are you here?"
Xuezhi looked up at him and said feebly: "...Who are you? I don't know you."
The child hummed: "You are the leader's daughter, so naturally you don't know me. I am also from the Daji tribe. Let me ask you, why are we in such a situation?"
Xuezhi said dejectedly: "...Mother said it was because of the Tang people that we lost the war."
The child shouted: "No, it's because of your father. He is our leader, so he should give us food and clothing!"
Other children shouted: "Yes, it's all because your father is bad!"
Miss Yelvxuezhi's temper suddenly rose and she angrily shouted: "I don't allow you to speak ill of my father!"
"I want to say that your father killed my parents, why don't you tell me?"
"It's all your father's fault. We can't survive. I'll beat you to death!"
"Everyone, come on. His father is dead, so you don't have to be afraid of her."
All the children rushed up and punched and kicked Yelvxuezhi. Yaonanche stepped forward and tried to stop him, but was knocked to the ground. Even Gongsun Yezhi was implicated and was beaten to the ground.
Suddenly, a child's voice came from afar: "Come and look, this woman has food and water hidden in her clothes!"
Yaonan Che got up and took a look, only to see a group of children tearing open the clothes of Xuezhi's unconscious mother and taking away food and water.
Xuezhi hissed: "Don't take my mother's food and water!" After saying that, he stood up tremblingly and rushed towards them, but was knocked down again in the blink of an eye.
After a while, the food and water were all robbed. A child held a few grasses and asked doubtfully: "What is this? Is it also edible?"
Xuezhi, who was lying on the ground, looked up and shouted: "...That is the herb that saved my mother. Please give it back to me. It is used to treat my mother's illness, not food!"
The child holding the grass hurriedly shouted: "Aku, there are herbs here, maybe they can cure your sister's illness."
A child in the distance heard the voice and said, "Really? Give it to me quickly." He said and ran over.
The child holding the medicinal herbs was about to go over to give it to him when he suddenly shouted "Ouch" and looked down, only to see Gongsun Yezhi biting his calf.
"Stop your mouth, relax your mouth!" The child kicked and hit her several times. Unable to bear the pain, he threw the herbs on the ground and ran away crying.
Gongsun Yezhi stood up holding his stomach, picked up the herbs, put them in front of Yelvxue, walked away silently, sat down on the ground, and rubbed the wound.
Seeing that there was still blood on the corner of her mouth, the other children did not dare to fight for her anymore.
Yao Jian Che thought to himself: "The Tang people's bloodline is indeed terrifying." After hesitating for a moment, he walked up to Gongsun Yezhi and asked: "...Why do you want to help Xuezhi?"
Gongsun Yezhi tilted his little head to one side and did not answer.
Yaonan Che shook his head, returned to Yelv Xuezhi, and helped her up. They both sat next to Xuezhi's mother, only Gongsun Yezhi sat far away.
The children around him slowly sat back down. Yaonan Che asked a child who had not bullied them just now: "What are they going to do by locking us here?"
The child shook his head and buried his head in his knees.
At this time, an old voice suddenly sounded: "It is said that the Turks have always had an ancient custom."
Yaonan Che followed the sound and found that the person speaking was a one-armed old man.
The old man continued: "It is said that whenever the Turks encounter natural disasters or run out of food, they will gather the elders and children of the tribe and let them climb the snow-capped mountains. Only the strong ones who succeed in climbing are qualified to survive."
The child who took the lead in bullying Xuezhi just now was named Dut. Hearing this, he panicked and said: "Why do you have to do this? Isn't it okay to just abandon the old man? We are the future of the ethnic group!"
The old man glanced at him, snorted, and said nothing more.
Although Yaonan Che is young, his education is different after all. He once heard his father say that old people represent experience and wisdom, which are essential for the continuation of a ethnic group.
"Are we going to climb the snow-capped mountains too?" a child asked.
The old man seemed to have lost interest in talking due to Dart's remarks and did not answer.
Yaonan Che thought to himself: "It may not be climbing a snow mountain, it may be other tests."
At night, the Turks entered the tent with food and water. There was very little food, and the Turks did not distribute the food evenly. They simply threw the food into the crowd and let everyone grab it.
Yaonan Che and Yelv Xuezhi both grabbed some cakes, but Gongsun Yeshi was young and weak and couldn't grab anything.
Yaonan Che saw Gongsun Yezhi standing there blankly, fearing that the demon blood in her body would break out and do something terrible, so he walked over and gave her half of the food he grabbed.
Xuezhi ate half of the food and put the remaining half in her mother's clothes so that she could eat it when she woke up.
Late at night, the children's stomachs growled one after another. Coupled with the cold night, Yuan Nianche really couldn't sleep.
Slowly he sat up, looked around, and found Yelvxuezhi lying on his mother's belly, while Gongsun Yezhi was sitting not far away with his knees in his arms, not sleeping.
Yaonan Che likes to search for the root of things by nature, and will feel uncomfortable if he can't figure things out. He immediately walked to Gongsun Yezhi and asked again: "Why did you help your sister during the day?"
Gongsun Yezhi looked at him blankly, and after a long while, he whispered: "She is not my sister, I hate her."
"Then why are you still helping her?" Yaonan Che was even more surprised and asked, tilting his head.
Gongsun Yezhi was silent for a long time, wringing his fingers and said: "Although she is annoying now, she was very good to me in the past, and she would help me when others bullied me."
Yaonan Che was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that she would say these words. He didn't have so many thoughts as a child. After clearing his doubts, he went back to lie down and sleep.