In the evening outside the border, the cool breeze blows into the tent, carrying the smell of green grass.

Tuoba Feng held the book and turned around a page casually, chanting: "The Rouran Kingdom destroyed the Turkic Wolf tribe, and the Turkic people were good at forging, and were called the Forging slave by the Rouran people."

Yun Qi listened vaguely and asked, "What does this say in the family tree?"

Tuoba Feng said, "No, the family tree is Turkic text." He said, and patted Yun Qi's head with a parchment book, and said, "Listen."

Yun Qi nodded, and Tuoba Feng said again: "Emperor Taiwu of Wei and Rouran have been fighting for many years. Tuoba Tao was sixteen years old and led his army to fight in person. He was besieged by 60,000 cavalry of the Rouran army. The Turkic Wolf tribe turned against him, and a gap appeared in the 50th military formation."

Yun Qi said in a lost voice: "Tuoba Tao!"

Tuoba Feng said "Yes" and said with a smile: "Roran was defeated, Tuoba Tao led his troops to chase him... It's not easy, he was only sixteen years old."

Yun Qi said curiously: "What does this say in the family tree?"

Tuoba Feng smiled and said, "No, I said it myself."

Tuoba Feng turned another page and said: "During the war, Tuoba royal family was lucky to have several women in the Turkic Wolf tribe, and wanted to marry them back to the Central Plains."

Yun Qi said, "This is the source of your clan. The Turks, but the surname is Xianbei Tuoba."

Tuoba Feng smiled and said, "It's a pity that they all died."

Yun Qi sighed and said, "I can't tell that you are still a descendant of the emperor, so why are you still living on the grassland?"

Tuoba Feng said absent-mindedly: "Born on the grassland, living on the grassland, you have to return to the frontier even before you die... They are unwilling to follow Tuoba Tao."

Yun Qi's thoughts were tens of thousands of miles apart, fantasizing about the heroic posture of Emperor Taiwu of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Tuoba Tao, galloping on the battlefield. He couldn't help but ask: "He was only sixteen years old when he was fighting?"

Tuoba Feng said: "Ancestors were in the position of prince when they were twelve years old and went to Hetao to fight Rouran."

Yun Qi's mouth twitched, feeling that the world was so big that there was such an incredible thing. What a genius who would have been born in the world at the age of twelve.

Tuoba Feng said again: "I said here that the ancestors' eyes were like wolves and amber brown. After the war, they thanked the Turkic tribe for their efforts, and personally worshiped the wolf god. They also tattooed a green wolf tattoo on the back of their necks, and prayed three times to thank the people of the grassland. They made an appointment with the Turkic tribes, and ended in the Northern Wei Dynasty, and the wars were no longer the Great Wall. At this point, the seventy-two Turkic tribes have recovered their freedom."

Yun Qihua said in a ignorant way: "It's really great, sixteen years old."

Tuoba Feng ate the jealousy of his ancestors, slapped Yunqi's head with a book and said angrily: "I won't read it anymore!"

Yun Qi hurriedly smiled and said, "Then you are both Xianbei and Turkic..."

Tuoba Feng said seriously: "Baoshi."

Yunqi laughed, Tuoba Feng led Yunqi and took him to the tent carefully, saying, "The sun is about to go down the mountain, it's 49th."

Unreal noise came from all around him. He had been to the Kruren River for nearly ten days. Yunqi could not understand anything. His ears were filled with a group of thick Turkic people yelling, his forehead was touched, and sometimes he heard Tuoba Feng's warm laughter and was blocked by him.

Oasis said it was unspeakable strange to Yunqi, and he was not used to the Turkish living habits at all. Only Tuoba Feng always held his wrist or put his shoulders on his shoulders to protect him seriously.

Tuoba Feng shouted something to the distance, and then heard Fang Yu's crisp childish voice coming from afar.

"Follow me." Tuoba Feng smiled and said, "Here."

"If there are wooden thorns, be careful." Tuoba Feng led Yunqi up to a wooden pile.

The evening breeze blows on your face, with the smell of barbecue and the mellow aroma of fine wine.

Tuoba Feng stood behind Yun's feet, hugging his waist with his hands, his tone a little nervous.

"The clouds rise."

"Hmm?" Yun Qi smiled blankly with his eyes blindfolded.

"You think... senior brother... well."

Yunqi frowned and said, "What?"

Tuoba Feng was a little helpless, as if he was making an extremely important choice in his heart. After a long time, he made up his mind and said, "Yunqi, let's follow my senior brother."

Yun Qi said inexplicably: "Didn't you just follow you? What stupid things do you say?"

Tuoba Feng breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Senior brother loves you..."

Yun Qi hurriedly called out, "Don't go crazy!"

Yun Qi thought that the two of them must be standing on a high place now and being "pained" at such a high place, I am afraid that they will be seen clearly by the tribe members on the grassland in an instant, and that will never happen.

Tuoba Feng smiled and explained: "No, my senior brother doesn't mean that. Look."

Tuoba Feng was agile and slender fingers were like the hands of a magician, gently unbuttoning the black cloth in front of Yun Qi.

At that moment, the boundless darkness was uncovered by Tuoba Feng's gentle hand and drifted into the distance with the wind.

The sky is like a dome and the earth is like a chessboard. On the endless oasis of the Kruren River, the ponds are scattered like gems flashing under the setting sun. In the late autumn, rust grass covers the plains, rising and falling in the breeze, and the sheep are like scattered pearls, bleating and being driven back to the railing.

The Kruren River is like a silk satin, and there are tents on the other side. The afterglow of the setting sun turns dark red, and then it sinks to the horizon, and it becomes dark for a moment thousands of miles away.

The Turks surrounded the fire and sang heroic songs. The sound was heard far away. A woman sang loudly on the other side of the Kruren River, and both sides laughed happily together.

"Where is the other shore?" Yun Qi murmured.

Tuoba Feng replied: "The place of the Northern Yuan people."

"Their men were almost killed. The large army was outside the Great Wall. The women were grazing everywhere. They were about to pass the winter. They brought their children to the river and came to find the patriarch a few days ago and asked them to have a place."

Yun Qi suddenly said, "The harbor of nomadic peoples?"

Tuoba Feng nodded, and Yunqi said again: "Who is the patriarch?"

Tuoba Feng smiled modestly and said, "The elder of the clan, I have to ask the head wolf, it's me."

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Yun Qi was speechless and thought to himself that the fool was really proud again. The head wolf was not bad, but the young clan leader of Erlangzi liked him the most.

Tuoba Feng whistled in a long voice, and the energy in the middle continued, like a surging river and sea.

The Turkic tribes in the grassland stopped singing, and responded to the sky. Tuoba Feng stood on a high place, leading nearly 10,000 Turkic people to howl the moon wolf. There were long roars between the sky and the earth, as if proclaiming that this place was their home and no one could be touched.

At this point, Yunqi truly settled down on the grassland, living a life without politics, power, and no work, and living a life of dying by eating and waiting for death - this is indeed dying by eating and waiting for death.

Every day, Tuoba Feng simply discusses simple matters with the clan leader, divides grazing territory, and tribes and people's marriage.

The governance of grassland nations is very simple, so simple that there is no need for law. If there is any dispute between families, the patriarch will directly decide.

The Turkic tribe in the Krulun Riverside area is old and has the idea of ​​passing on the position of the tribe to Tuoba Feng. Tuoba Feng didn't say much, but he took the responsibility of revitalizing the tribe.

He and Yunqi brought goods from the Central Plains, cattle, sheep, and horses. On the 15th day of each month, they led the tribe's people to the border of the Great Wall, and took the nomadic tribe's books to the market to exchange for the necessities of life for the cart.

The coldness passed, and it was early spring again.

Fang Yu was young and soon learned Turkic dialect. Yun Qi was still quite hindered when communicating. He stuttered and failed to express his meaning, which often caused the Turkic people to laugh generously. This made Yun Qi quite depressed.

"I'm going to the market--"

"No - OK!" Yun Qi shook his finger and said, "You are staying with your aunt at home."

Chunlan washed her hair with the ice water outside the tent, stroked it casually, and her long hair was as black as a waterfall, and greeted her: "Fang Yu comes here, aunt will take you across the river to play."

Tuoba Feng lifted the curtain and entered the account: "What book Fang Yu wants to buy? Show me the list."

Yunqi said carelessly: "If you take him there, what does it matter."

Tuoba Feng said seriously: "No, that kid is a person with you when he was a child, and taking care of a person who causes trouble is enough for me."

Chunlan laughed loudly and dragged Fang Yu away with one hand. Yun Qi laughed and scolded, "It's like you're not causing trouble."

Yunqi followed Tuoba Feng out of the tent and jumped into the ox cart. At that time, hundreds of cars were crowded with tents. When several Turkic young men saw Yunqi and Tuoba Feng coming, they made a few teasing words.

Tuoba Feng said something loudly, and smiled and raised his long whip. The rear team started to laugh.

Although Yun Qi didn't understand Turkic words, he still vaguely identified his name and immediately said awkwardly: "What are you talking about?"

Tuoba Feng put his kick on the shaft of the car, half hugged Yun Qi, and said lazily: "You are handsome, ask if you want to marry a wife, and want to marry his sister to you."

Yun Qi was so amused that he asked again: "How did you answer?"

Tuoba Feng smiled and said, "I promise that we depend on each other for life, and we will not marry a wife, and live our own lives."

Yunqi nodded, the ice and snow on the grassland melted, and the dark land appeared, and tender grass broke through the ground. Spring is another good year with abundant water and grass.

The convoy arrived at the edge of the Great Wall. Yun Qi was locked in the tribe by Tuoba Feng for so many days. Now he finally came out to let the wind out again. He had already jumped out of the car, carrying silver, and ran away without a trace.

At the beginning of the Great Wall, the moon opened in the middle of the month. At the beginning of spring, more than 100 tribes in the desert were from the frontier. All the ethnic groups outside the border came here to barter. Han merchants in the pass brought a lot of novel things. Persian merchants came from afar and set up spices and dye stalls in the restaurant. It was so prosperous.

The Turkic young men were crowded with me and gathered together to discuss bringing gifts to their sweethearts. Yunqi had lived in the Central Plains for a long time, so he was not surprised by the small ornaments and gadgets, but just walked all the way to the depths of the market.

Tuoba Feng was looking for a Kuo merchant to sell cattle and sheep goods. Yun Qi walked alone to the Persian merchant stall, picked up the spices and smelled them, and asked, "How to sell it? You can buy a few packs of Jialan fragrant goods all the way, can you make a profit?"

The Persian merchant traveled and spoke Chinese for a long time. At this moment, he saw Yun Qi wearing a precious dress, wearing a sable hat, dressed as a foreigner. He was all made of extremely luxurious leather, with a silver fox tail around his neck, and was extraordinary. He was both Han and Turkic. After looking at it for a long time, he couldn't see Yun Qi's head, but knew that this person was either rich or noble, so he didn't dare to neglect him, so he hurriedly said:

"Brother joked that Jia Lanxiang was cheating people from the border, so please ask for good goods."

The merchant took a box with his own hands, which contained a small cloth bag. He carefully opened it, and immediately filled the tent with a faint fragrance.

The businessman smiled and said, "Brother, look at how fragrant it is? A top-notch good product."

Yun Qi has lived in the palace since he was a child, and he has always been playing with pearls as stalks. When he saw Na Xiang, he naturally recognized it and mocked him: "Three Books Ambergris, you are so covered in light, who can you coax?"

Yun Qi didn't ask for the price, wandered around the tent, took off the musket hanging on the wall, the merchant hurriedly put down the ambergris and put them away, and came forward to stop, saying, "Young Master! This is a real guy..."

Yun Qi thought casually: "I know, isn't this not filled with gunpowder? Where did it come from? According to the Ming Dynasty, all the goods were smuggled to smuggle muskets and confiscated into the official... Sliced ​​Persians, received customs clearance documents, and sent to the army..."

Before the sentence was finished, the Persian merchant was stunned. Yun Qi blew the musket with one hand. The guns sounded, and then he took the gunpowder hanging on one side and was about to shoot a shot in the sky. The merchant was so scared that he shook his hand and said, "Young Master, must not!"
To be continued...