There was a flash of hesitation in the girl's eyes, and she glanced at the crystal-white fawn, whose eyes even showed a humane and pitiful look. She couldn't help but feel soft in her heart, "Young Master..."
"If you don't know what is right, don't blame me for being rude!" Murong Fu suddenly turned around, his eyes were as cold as lightning, and the girl was so frightened that she couldn't help but take a step back.
But the girl still insisted: "Sir, please allow me to say one more thing."
Before she finished speaking, Murong Fu swayed and was in front of her. He stretched out his hand and pinched her white and tender neck, "Aren't you afraid that I will really kill you?"
This scene happened so suddenly that no one could react at all. It was not until a long while later that their faces changed drastically and they aimed their bows and arrows at Murong Fu again, shouting something in their mouths.
Although the girl in the yellow shirt's face was red from suppressing the pain, her eyes were very calm. She waved her hand to stop her men who were about to riot, and stammered: "This... this place is already... the location is back to the headquarters, even if you...
Even if you leave the snow-capped mountains... you can't go back... to the Central Plains."
Murong Fu's expression moved slightly, and he loosened his grip on the girl's neck. It was not because the girl said she could not return to the Central Plains, but because the phrase "I am in the Central Plains" reminded him of something.
"Ahem..." The girl coughed twice, and couldn't help but secretly complain in her heart. This man looked dignified, like a scholar, but he didn't know how to show mercy at all...
"Please tell me clearly, what exactly is this place?" Murong Fu asked.
"The Hui tribe south of the Tianshan Mountains!" the girl replied.
Murong Fu looked the girl up and down, but he saw that she was wearing a yellow shirt, with a little green on her head, her cheeks were flushed, the clouds reflected the clouds, her eyes were bright, the stars were bright, and there was a heroic spirit between her brows, and she couldn't help but
He asked tentatively: "Is your surname Huo?"
The girl was slightly surprised, but still nodded, "Yes, the little girl's surname is Huo, and her name is Huo Qingtong!"
"It's really you!" Murong Fu blurted out, with a hint of joy in his tone.
"Young master, have you heard about my little girl?" Huo Qingtong was immediately confused. Although she was quite famous in the Hui tribe, she was only in the Hui tribe. How could the people in the Central Plains know about it.
"Ha, people in the world call him 'Emerald Yellow Shirt', so I'm talking about you, girl!" Murong Fu's face changed to a pleasant expression, and his right hand unconsciously rubbed Huo Qingtong's white neck.
Huo Qingtong frowned slightly, "Young master, please let the little girl go!"
"Haha, look at me, I'm really sorry. It turned out to be a misunderstanding. I hope Miss Huo won't take offense!" Murong Fu smiled sarcastically, took his hand back, and apologized lightly.
Huo Qingtong looked at Murong Fu's "nothing happened just now" look, and she couldn't help but have the urge to punch him, but she was extremely well-behaved and endured it, "You haven't asked me what your name is yet?"
"
"My wife, Murong Fu, comes from the south of the Yangtze River!" Murong Fu said with cupped hands.
"Murong..." Huo Qingtong murmured, then seemed to think of something, and said pointedly: "The surname Murong is very rare. As far as the little girl knows, only the Hu people outside the Great Wall have the surname Murong.
.”
Murong Fu felt a little scared in his heart. He only knew that Huo Qingtong was good at both civil and military affairs and was rich in strategy. He did not expect that his knowledge was also extraordinary. He smiled and said: "I don't know if the Hu people outside the Great Wall have this surname, but my Murong family in the south of the Yangtze River has lived in the Central Plains for hundreds of years.
Year, it is absolutely impossible to have anything to do with them!"
I secretly added in my heart, "Even if there is really any relationship, whether I recognize it or not depends on my mood."
Huo Qingtong pursed his lips and smiled, and no longer dwelled too much on this issue. He simply said: "Young Master has come all the way to the Hui tribe, why don't you invite him to the tribe as a guest?"
At the beginning, Murong Fu would not have agreed, but now he really wanted it and agreed without any hesitation.
For the current Murong family, there are countless martial arts masters like the ministers crossing the river, but the generals who can lead the army in battle are extremely rare. This is also a headache for Murong Fu. Now that he has met Huo Qingtong, he has a vague feeling in his heart.
An idea, if this treasure can be brought to the Central Plains, that would be perfect.
Seeing Murong Fu's extremely different reactions, Huo Qingtong had an inexplicable premonition in his heart. However, after thinking for a long time, he couldn't figure out what the problem was, so he had to give up for the time being, thinking that his master and his wife were here to return to the headquarters.
, I don’t expect him to be able to make any big waves.
The group walked through the woods for about two or three miles and came to a camp.
Murong Fu glanced at the camp, with a look of surprise on his face. A cavalry group was practicing in the camp. There were about three hundred people. They were all strong and had piercing eyes. They looked like elite men at first glance.
But what really surprised him was not these soldiers, but the horses they rode. These horses were about five or six feet tall, with thick bodies, thick fur, big heads and long necks, and were typical of high-grade war horses.
"This is our Kazakh horse. It is very powerful and has excellent endurance. It is neither frightened nor deceitful on the battlefield, and is extremely brave!" Huo Qingtong noticed Murong Fu's eyes and explained with a smile, with a little hint in his tone.
proudly.
Murong Fu nodded slightly. He had always wanted to cultivate an invincible cavalry. It should be noted that in this era of cold weapons, there is no doubt that the cavalry's combat effectiveness is the first. Unfortunately, the Central Plains has everything except superior war horses. Therefore, the cavalry plan
It has been stranded.
As he thought about it, Murong Fu's mind became more and more active, "It would be great if we could kidnap people and horses together..."
There were also about a dozen loaded carriages parked in the camp.
Murong Fu directly passed it, his eyes fell on the rather exquisite carriage in the middle, glanced at Huo Qingtong next to him, and walked straight over.
Huo Qingtong saw Murong Fu's intention and opened his mouth, but said nothing.
The bearded man who had been knocked unconscious earlier had now been revived. He chattered beside Huo Qingtong for a while, but Huo Qingtong just shook his head and said lightly: "This man has extremely high martial arts skills, and neither do I."
Even if you can't make friends with his opponent, don't offend him."
The bearded man wanted to say something more, but Huo Qingtong interrupted: "Okay, it's not like there are no experts in our clan. It's okay. You guys pack up and set off as soon as possible. It's been delayed for too long."
Then Huo Qingtong hesitated for a moment and followed Murong Fu onto the carriage.
"What, Miss Huo, haven't you ever heard of 'A man and a woman alone, under the fields of melons and plum trees'?" Murong Fu had just sat down and when he saw Huo Qingtong coming up, he raised his eyebrows and said with a hint of teasing.
"Hmph, I've always heard that the Han people's country is known as a land of etiquette, but this man is too shameless!" Huo Qingtong slandered, and said in his mouth: "Young Master is laughing at me, the women on our grassland, the book
I don’t read much, but I don’t pay so much attention to it!”
A sentence that was both sarcastic and mocking made Murong Fu's old face turn red.
However, his expression immediately returned to his natural state, and he said with a smile: "That's very good. I'm not used to being too restrained."
Then he pointed to the empty seat next to him and said, "Miss Huo, please sit down. I just want to learn about the customs on the grassland from you!"
Huo Qingtong's face suddenly froze. This carriage was originally her exclusive carriage. There was only a small bed in the carriage, and the rest of the space was a table. She was just a little angry before getting on the carriage, but
Now it seems that this is obviously extremely irrational behavior.
But just turning around and getting out of the car, I felt quite unhappy. I gritted my silver teeth and simply sat down next to Murong Fu. After I sat down, I distanced myself from him without leaving any trace.
Murong Fu seemed to be confused and asked enthusiastically about the folk customs on the grassland. Huo Qingtong also answered everything. For a while, the two of them seemed to be having a great conversation.
After a conversation, Murong Fu had a general understanding of the so-called Hui tribe, and based on his own guesses, he came to some conclusions.
Although the Hui tribe is called a tribe, it is actually just because it inherited the name of its ancestors. In fact, its strength is not small. It is much stronger than small countries such as Dali and Tubo, and it is not much worse than Xixia.
Otherwise, Mongolia would not have been able to exist peacefully after such a long period of unification. Of course, there was also the reason why Genghis Khan was too ambitious and looked down on Huibu, so he just handed it over to King Ruyang to handle it.
And King Ruyang was troubled by the Mingjiao issue and could not spare any time.
That's why the Hui tribe has been able to deal with the Mongols for so long.
The reason why Huo Qingtong came to such a remote area this time was to escort supplies.
It turns out that the territory of the Hui tribe is distributed in a very special way, in the shape of a belt. Therefore, there are huge differences in the environment between the east and west. This has led to some small and remote tribes being very poor and unable to even eat.
At Huo Qingtong's suggestion, Mu Zhuolun, the leader of the Hui tribe, decided to send people to deliver some supplies to these small tribes every year.
This order has been unanimously recognized by everyone and is implemented every year, which has won the hearts of a large number of people.
Originally, it was not Huo Qingtong's turn to do such small things as escorting supplies, but in the past two years, every time the convoy escorting supplies disappeared, no one could find any results.
Winter is approaching this year, and Huo Qingtong decided to personally escort him to find out who is behind the scenes.
While passing through this snow-capped mountain, Huo Qingtong unexpectedly learned that there were snow deers here. He couldn't help but think of his sister at home, so he decided to delay a little to see if he could catch them.
Unexpectedly, Snow Deer saw it and fell into Murong Fu's hands.
Looking at Huo Qingtong's rather resentful eyes, Murong Fu couldn't help but feel soft in his heart, and almost said, "I'll give you the snow deer."
Fortunately, now that his immunity to beautiful women has been greatly enhanced, he swallowed the words in his mouth in time and turned to other topics.
Huo Qingtong rolled his eyes at him, and then asked about Murong Fu's origins, his apprenticeship, and why he was lost in the snowy mountains. (To be continued)