The thirty-fifth chapter desperate mandarin duck (3) thanks
The wild sheep were not leashed but frightened away the flock. It was really not worth the loss. When Zhang Xiaowu walked over, he unexpectedly found that there were many big fish on the bank where the sheep had trampled. He did not know how the fish were caught by the sheep.
Came here. As the saying goes, what is lost is harvested in the east. There is no mutton but fish.
The two spent another two days eating delicious grilled fish. The weather started to get hotter and there were more mosquitoes.
The two seemed to be more dependent on each other. Zhang Xiaowu felt that Yin Jiu'er was his spiritual support, and Yin Jiu'er felt that Zhang Xiaowu was her god. At night, Jiu'er hid in Zhang Xiaowu's arms like a cat and woke up from a nightmare.
, you can feel at ease just by seeing his face.
Zhang Xiaowu has been a man for two generations, but for the first time he feels like home.
Home is not a house, it is people. It is people who live together and love each other. They are either blood relatives or they are together sincerely. The earth is the bed and the sky is the quilt. Even if they are very poor, as long as the family is together, there will be happiness.
Got home.
Zhang Xiaowu considers himself a person who is relatively indifferent to relationships. In his previous life, he had dated several more realistic girlfriends. They didn't feel like they wanted to be his family, but they wanted to be his boss. They were domineering and bossy, and he always felt like they wanted to be his family.
If he marries him in the future, he will be a loss to his mother's family, and he will ask for hundreds of thousands of gifts from his mother's family. It's not that he can't afford the gift, he just thinks that these women are doing business and treating his marriage as a business. Where is this?
The feeling of family.
Jiu'er turned over and slept on the other side, still drooling.
Zhang Xiaowu covered her with clothes. He decided to protect the little bride in front of him. He didn't invest much in feelings, but once he did, he gave everything he had.
On this day, the two of them continued to walk along the river and found a sheltered place to rest at night. This was a river embankment. Perhaps the river water often washed out and created a concave-shaped embankment. Since the river water had not yet surged,
This is an excellent shelter from the wind. In the dark night, the two of them talked a lot in private, and Zhang Xiaowu gradually learned more about life on the grasslands and interesting stories about the immigrants who rushed to the border in Tucheng.
"When my fourth uncle got married, the daughter of that family was from Shouzhou. Their custom was to get married in the morning, but in Jiangzhou we got married in the afternoon. Because of this, the two families almost fought. They said they would not come to get married after the time.
Our family said we were getting married in the afternoon, but they blocked the door and refused to let us in." Jiuer said with a smile, "Fortunately, the village chief made peace with her, and my fourth uncle was able to marry her. How did you know that our Jiangzhou rule is to get married in the afternoon?
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Zhang Xiaowu said: "How did I know this rule? I woke up in the morning, and the marriage was arranged by the military commander and my old brother without knowing it. I was busy until noon to get ready. If I don't get married in the afternoon, I have to get married in the evening."
"So you think I'm an old girl who can't get married?" Jiu'er asked, blinking her big, watery eyes.
Zhang Xiaowu hooked her chin and laughed: "If you can't get married, then God is blind."
"Then you won't regret marrying me?"
"Of course I don't regret it."
Jiuer put her head into his arms and leaned against him tightly, as if she wanted to crush herself into pieces and put it on his body.
The next morning, the sky was a little gloomy, dark clouds covered the entire grassland, and it seemed that the first spring rain was about to fall.
Zhang Xiaowu suddenly heard the sound of footsteps and woke up immediately. The footsteps did not sound like wild beasts, but the hoofbeats of war horses. The young bride Yin Jiuer also woke up, her big watery eyes full of fear. Seeing Zhang Xiaowu calmly waiting, this
Only then did I feel relieved, thinking that as long as Lang Jun was by my side, I would have nothing to fear.
Zhang Xiaowu listened carefully, and the footsteps were getting closer and closer. He held the dagger in his hand tightly, which was his only weapon, and comforted Yin Jiu'er with his other hand, who was also his only relative now.
Tap tap tap tap...
The sound of horse hooves soon faded away.
Zhang Xiaowu breathed a sigh of relief and waited for a while. He slowly stood up and looked around. Suddenly a rope flew over and wrapped it around his neck. Then several people pulled him from the riverside. Zhang Xiaowu struggled and was captured.
When he left, several men dressed as herdsmen came forward, pushed him to the ground, and took the big wooden stick from his hand.
He looked carefully and saw that the people who caught him were Tartars, local herdsmen.
Now the Tartar rebellion is divided into two parts. The southern part has always surrendered to the Holy Han, and the northern part has converted to the Sa religion and followed the Wuhuan. Zhang Xiaowu didn't know whether the herdsmen who captured him were southern herdsmen or northern herdsmen, but when he saw that the leader was a Wuhuan, he suddenly felt heartbroken.
Damn it, these guys are northern herders and they can't escape today.
The leading Wuhuan soldier sneered and said something. A Tartar man stepped forward and knocked over Zhang Xiaowu's hat, revealing the bun that only Han people have. The other Tartar soldiers burst into laughter. Zhang Xiaowu pretended to be a Wuhuan man.
Han Chinese, after all, their secrets were exposed. Wuhuan men’s hairstyle is a shaved top, which means they are bald in the middle of their heads. I don’t know if it’s because their ancestors had severe hair loss. In short, Wuhuan men have shaved tops as long as they reach adulthood.
hairstyle.
That night, Zhang Xiaowu also took advantage of the darkness and wore a hat to deceive Uzi and other members of the group. If the light had been better, he probably wouldn't have been able to deceive anyone.
Another Tartar man suddenly pointed at the embankment of the river and shouted, and several other Tartar men suddenly made a strange sound that only a man could understand. The Wuhuan soldier shouted, and several Tartar men stood respectfully.
On the side, the Wuhuan man rushed over on horseback, and the others followed him.
Zhang Xiaowu immediately understood that they were going to catch Yin Jiuer, and he became anxious. He broke away from the rope suddenly, and even dragged a Tartar man and shouted: "Little Pepper, run quickly, run quickly!"
The place where the two lived was not hidden. Zhang Xiaowu was discovered, and Yin Jiuer was naturally exposed long ago. She knew that she could not drag him down, so she got up and ran away.
The Wuhuan people laughed loudly and pointed their riding whip at Jiu'er's butt. They laughed lustfully. Several other Tartar people immediately rode their horses and chased after him. Zhang Xiaowu was so angry that he shouted: "You thief, come with me to fight if you dare."
If you dare to fight me, I will steal your mother!" The Tartar man who held him down laughed loudly, and a Tartar man who seemed to know some Chinese said: "Guan Wuhuan wants your wife, he wants it."
Yin Jiuer was so weak that she could not escape. She was forced to the river by the Tartars. When she turned around and saw Zhang Xiaowu being held down by several people, she felt determined. As she walked towards the Jialan River, she cried loudly: "Zhang Xiaowu, I am alive."
I am a member of your Zhang family, and I will die as a ghost of your Zhang family. Remember, your first wife’s name is Yin Jiuer.” After saying that, she dove into the turbulent Jialan River without hesitation, and was immediately swept away.
The whirlpool in the river rolled into the water.
The Tartars and the Wuhuan people standing by the river were dumbfounded. They never expected that this Han woman was so fierce. She seemed young, but she would rather jump into the river and commit suicide. You must know that when a war comes, if it is not red-blooded, women will
It was a trophy of war, and very few of them were killed. Even if they captured the woman, they would just sacrifice it to the Wuhuan master who was behind him. The Wuhuan people might have treated the Han woman as a slave girl and gave birth to ten or eight children. The identity of the woman
She quickly became noble. I am afraid this is the only man in the world who would be so foolish as to disobey her second husband.
"Ah——" Zhang Xiaowu's eyes were red and he shouted, but he was pinned to the ground. Jiu'er is his wife, the person he trusts and is closest to, and is his spiritual sustenance in this world. She is
But in order not to tire himself out, not to be defiled by Dog Yi, not to let him lose face, he committed suicide by throwing himself into the river.
He was anxious and annoyed, his vision went dark, he was so angry that he fainted.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Xiaowu finally woke up. It was as if a hole had been drilled out of his head. He was in a trance. He only found that he was tied tightly and several Tartar people were surrounding the Wuhuan people. Everyone was eating.
The East and West are talking, but the two parties do not understand each other's language. They are making gestures, and the Wuhuan people have
He got a little anxious and gave a Tartar man a big mouth. The Tartar man who was beaten was also a strong man. He originally had a high status in the tribe. This time he accompanied Wuhuan officials to hunt, but he was actually beaten in front of many subordinates.
After being slapped in the mouth, he suddenly became furious and got up and started fighting with the Wuhuan people.
The Wuhuan official was used to being domineering. When he was in the west, he often beat people from various vassals, but no one dared to resist. Now he was beaten by the Tartar people while riding on the ground. The other Tartar people saw this.
They were shocked. If they killed the Wuhuan officials, they were afraid that they would not get any benefits, so everyone rushed forward to break up the fight, but some people wanted to flatter the Wuhuan people, and some people had long wanted to deal with the Wuhuan people. The two sides became chaotic.
