Detective in the Red Chamber

If this is the case, such thoughtful people must be the biggest obstacle in this trip.

Chapter 939 Zhesheli Department [Part [-]]

[Well, it seems that I was right. It is not as simple as a cold. These days, I always feel unwell. I weighed myself the afternoon before yesterday, and it was about 12 catties lighter than it was in December before. My wife asked me to test my blood sugar. I tested 9 yesterday morning, and I was in no mood to code for a moment—go to the hospital for a detailed examination tomorrow morning. 】

I originally thought that the Zhesheli tribe in the valley would live in yurts like the Jurchen herdsmen and hunters I met along the way, living by water and grass.

But when we got closer, we found that there were not no yurts, but they only accounted for a very small number of them, and most of them were fixed buildings with earth, wood, masonry and stone structures.

And in places that go deeper into the valley, traces of field ridges can be vaguely seen.

settle down?

It's about a hundred miles away from Xingcheng Mansion, an important town outside the customs. Don't they be afraid...

However, the mountain road is rugged, and the Taniguchi is easy to defend and difficult to attack. If you really want to send troops to attack, I'm afraid it will not be so easy.

And looking at the eaves of every house, almost all kinds of prey are hung, and you know that there will be no shortage of archers in this tribe.

Just as he was thinking about it, Ah Lin Qitu came up again, and said with a smile on his face, "General, I'll go to see my father-in-law first, and we won't go home until we're drunk!"

Saying that, put the two cotton gloves together in the middle, turned around and walked shoulder to shoulder with Haqinmi.

And several other dignitaries in the mission, such as the envoy Ye Suagei and the think tank Hu Libo, also hurriedly confessed their crimes and followed behind the two of them.

Although he didn't care much about Alin Qitu and the others whether to leave or stay, Sun Shaozong was keenly aware that the attitude of the tribal Jurchens who led the way seemed to become more and more indifferent when they left, and they seemed to have some hostility.

Thinking about it carefully, this is actually not difficult to understand. It was only last month that the imperial court fought a battle with the Jurchens who went south to plunder.

Thanks to the new firearms, coupled with the proper command of Brother Cheap, the officers and soldiers gained a lot this time.

And this Zhesheli tribe was originally at the frontier of the border between Han and barbarians, and it was also the in-laws of the Jurchen king. It must be one of the tribes that responded to the call and went south to plunder.

It is not surprising that he was injured in the battle a month ago, so he hates the Han people.

But even when Ah Lin Qitu was around, the Zhesheli tribe didn't have much enthusiasm at all, so the hostility didn't seem very obvious.

Therefore, the soldiers headed by Feng Xin were still whispering about the evening banquet, and whether the women in the Jurchen tribe should seduce them, and they didn't notice the strange things around them at all.

[By the way, Feng Xin was temporarily transferred here because of his experience as a military attache stationed abroad, and became the commander of the guards for this trip. 】

But when they arrived at Zhesheli, where they arranged for everyone to live, Feng Xin and the others could no longer laugh, and looked at the dilapidated thatched hut with angry expressions.

Even in winter, the smell of the dung still indicated its original purpose - a stable.

tsk~

This is blatant...

It is absolutely impossible to say that there is no approval from the leader of the tribe. It seems that in the battle a month ago, they died a lot of people, and most of them were some important people.

"What does this mean?! You barbarians, are you trying to humiliate the heavenly envoy?!"

Feng Xin put his hand on his waist knife, glared at the Jurchen leader, and moved closer to Sun Shaozong without a trace, so that he could be protected at any time when there was a real conflict-to be protected by Sun Shaozong.

What he said was quite elegant, and the obscene words from the mouths of the soldiers next to him had already spewed out a lot.

Even the people in the Jurchen Mission who had never left felt that something was wrong at this moment, and hurried forward to say something, but they never thought that some people from the Zhesheli tribe would rush out of the surroundings and force them into the circle. outside.

At this moment, the Jurchens in Zhesheli, who was the leader, looked around the Dazhou mission group gloomyly, and then said in blunt official words: "Han dog, you only deserve to live here! Otherwise, get out of Zhesheli!"

Hearing this, the excited officers and soldiers fell silent, and everyone turned their attention to Sun Shaozong.

Xu Furen, who had been peeping through the curtains, turned his eyes away and sighed silently: Although the Jurchen's loose regime was a good thing for the Great Zhou Dynasty, it may not be the case for the mission.

As for the tense situation outside, he didn't care at all - because like the guards outside, he believed that Sun Shaozong would be able to handle it properly.

However, this wordless silence obviously misunderstood something in the surrounding Zhesheli people, and the laughter was mixed with a few swearing, and the noise suddenly spread.

Hey~

Sun Shaozong sighed helplessly, he thought he could rest his feet after traveling all the way, but he didn't expect to have to work harder.

Under the eyes of expectations and contempt coexisting around him, Sun Shaozong walked towards the stables unhurriedly, looked around half a circle in front of the door, shook his head and said, "I'm afraid I can't live here."

"Humph!"

The leader of the Jesheri immediately snorted coldly: "Han dog, do you think you can still choose? Either..."

But before he finished speaking, Sun Shaozong slammed his foot on the pillar in the northwest corner of the thatched hut, and there was a crisp cracking sound, and the thick and thick pillar broke in two, even the ceiling above it It tilted, looking like it was on the verge of falling.

"I just said I can't live there?"

The Zhesheli people were still in astonishment, and Sun Shaozong went to a few brand-new tile-roofed houses not far away--these tile-roofed houses must be the residences of Jurchen nobles just by looking at their appearance.

Seeing that Sun Shaozong was about to walk to the door, the leader, Zhe Sheli, came to his senses, hurriedly rushed to catch up, and stopped in front of Sun Shaozong:

"Stop! This is not for you guys..."

He originally wanted to say that this is not a place for you Han dogs to live in, but halfway through the conversation, he saw Sun Shaozong change direction and came to the northwest corner of Wafang.

Does this Han dog still want to...

Boom~~!

Without even the slightest hesitation, Sun Shaozong lowered his shoulders and took a few steps for a run-up, and slammed into the front wall of the tile house!

The mountain shook for a moment, and the wall was sunken in by his roof, and the tiles on it also rustled down.

Sun Shaozong quickly stepped back a few steps, and when the tiles were almost gone, he immediately kicked up again and kicked hard at the depression!

bang~

But seeing bricks and rocks flying around, sand and dust everywhere, although the roof of the tile-roofed house did not collapse completely, the windows next to it collapsed sporadically, revealing a big hole with a square of three meters!

"I can't live here either."

Under the dumbfounded gazes of all the people in Zhesheli, Sun Shaozong shook his head again, turned around and said: "These Jurchens are too stupid, and the houses they built are not as strong as our pigsty in Dazhou—I think it is still the same today. Pitch some tents at the mouth of the valley."

Feng Xin and others suddenly agreed, surrounded Xu Furen's carriage, and were about to return the same way.

At this time, the Zhesheli people around them woke up like a dream, and subconsciously stopped in front of the mission, but they were no longer as arrogant as before.

"@#￥!"

At this moment, a group of people came rushing forward shouting loudly, and the one who was in the lead was Ah Lin Qitu.

The tribe in Zhesheli is not very big, and the thunderous movement just now naturally reached their ears, and this is exactly the real purpose of Sun Shaozong's choice to demolish the house with bare hands.

Chapter 940 Zhesheli Department [Part [-]]

[I started taking medicine and going on a diet according to the doctor's advice, and I had no sense of expectation for lunch (┬_┬). 】

"... Please forgive me."

Valley mouth.

Sugai, the Jurchen envoy, was telling Xu Furen the ins and outs of the stable incident in the noisy temporary camp.

As expected by Sun Shaozong, the Zhesheli tribe suffered heavy losses in the battle a month ago. Even the patriarch Zheheli's younger brother Herisul also died near Xingcheng.

Not long after the corpse was dragged back for burial, the 'enemy' blatantly came to the door, and he had to serve him with food, drink, and hospitality, so no one would feel happy.

Therefore, with the acquiescence of the patriarch, Ha Qinmi and others tried to force the Da Zhou mission to live in the stables in order to dispel their hatred.

After understanding the situation, the response from the Dazhou Mission was mainly based on official formulas: "serious concerns", "reining in the brink", and "wait and see".

Of course, Sun Shaozong, who was in charge of singing the red face, would inevitably say a few harsh words, such as 'Don't say that you don't say it's unpredictable' or something.

In the end, Ye Su should repeatedly promise not to be an example, and the two sides reached an agreement based on the principle of mutual understanding and mutual accommodation: let's leave this article alone for the time being.

…………

at the same time.

Alin Qitu, who felt his dignity was being challenged, also approached Zheheli's house aggressively.

Although as the outpost of the Jurchens, the Zheheli tribe fought fiercely with the officials and troops of the Great Zhou Dynasty every year, and had already accumulated inextricable enmity, but the patriarch's mansion was in the style of the Han family.

There are many square and square courtyards with carved beams and painted buildings, corridors and pavilions, plaques on the courtyard walls, stones for dismounting horses, and horse-tying posts.

There are even a few pieces of frosted glass inlaid on the windows of the main room of the main room - you must know that even in the capital, this thing has only become fashionable in the last few months.

But he said that when he saw A Lin Qitu barging in with a sullen face, several guards in the house in the yard wanted to stop him, but they didn't dare to offend this noble son-in-law.

After a moment of hesitation, Ah Lin Qitu had already arrived at the door of the hall. Without even thinking about it, he stretched out his hand to raise the curtain, stepped in, and shouted, "Ah, aha [father-in-law]! You must give me a gift today..."

The word 'waiting' hadn't been uttered yet, but the scene in the hall stunned Ah Lin Qitu.

There was nothing behind the tiger-skin table in the center, and a fat middle-aged man with a gray beard was squatting halfway in front of the left-hand seat, rubbing his hands and salivating his face, explaining something to a certain woman.

From the greasy sweat on his forehead, it is not difficult to see that this half-squat position is very strenuous for him, but he never tires of it. While talking, the two protruding triangular eyes are straight. He kept digging into the skirt of the woman's dress.

But the woman was kneeling upright on the side seat, but she didn't seem to respond to his words and deeds at all, she was as quiet as a jade statue.

The more it was like this, the more the plump man wanted to salivate over her. Seeing that hairy slap was about to land on the woman's shoulder, he suddenly heard a shout from behind, and his body was swayed to one side, and he almost fell to the ground.

After he managed to stabilize his figure, it was inevitable that he would become angry from embarrassment, but when he raised his eyes and saw Ah Lin Qitu outside the door, most of his anger was extinguished again.

Tried to straighten her body, just about to say something, the woman who had been kneeling upright all of a sudden stood up and said, "Since there are guests at Zheheli's house, I'll go back first."

Saying that, without waiting for Jehri to respond, he bowed to himself, turned around and walked out.

Zheheli's greedy eyes followed the woman's graceful figure and disappeared outside the door, and then turned his attention back to Alin Qitu.

"Ahhh."

Alin Qitu also just looked away, frowned and asked: "That woman just now seems to be Heli Sule's wife?"

This so-called Heli Sule was the younger brother of Jehri who died in the battle in Xingcheng.

Jehri nodded, sat in the main seat on his own, and motioned his son-in-law to sit in the woman's original seat, and then said helplessly: "It's not that she's been clamoring for revenge all day long, how could I agree to accept it?" Ha, they are fooling around."

"Where am I..."

"Moreover."

Just as Ah Lin Qitu was about to question him, he said sternly: "It's good to suppress the Han people first, lest they really think that we are defeated and seeking peace, and go to Jianzhou City to ask for prices."

It's hard for Ah Lin Qitu to refute him when he comes up with such reasons - he can't say yes, because he is convinced by Sun Shaozong's bravery, so he doesn't want to lose face in front of him, right?

So he could only curse this lecherous old dog and simply die on his sister-in-law's bed, while suppressing his unhappiness, and talking to him about trivial matters at home.

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

But it was said that the woman left Jeheli's house and went to the depths of the valley for a while. Seeing that the sky was getting dark, she covered her face with a headscarf, braved the wind and snow, walked around the tribe, and quietly arrived near the mouth of the valley.

Because of the previous conflict, Feng Xin and the others did not dare to slack off, and arranged a night watch early.

So as soon as the woman approached, she was bumped into by the patrolling officers and soldiers, who raised their swords and guns and shouted sharply.

But I saw the woman gave me a blessing, and I didn't know how to comb it with my hands, so I wrapped her body like a gourd, and said softly: "Brother Han, don't be rough, I heard that The tribe offended the warriors of the Han family, so I came here to make amends for them."

This soft official language actually brought out some Jiangnan flavor, and only the two officers and soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay.

After a while, Fang sent out one person to report Feng Xin.

Feng Xin heard that a "beautiful" woman came to the door, so he quickly took out his saber and went out, combed the woman carefully from head to toe with his eyes, and scolded in a vicious voice: "You woman is not right!" It sounds good, but how does I know that you are not here to assassinate?!"

Hearing this, the woman slowly untied the belt around her waist, pulled aside the woolen clothes wrapped around her body, revealing the small clothes covering her fair body, and said softly: "If you don't believe me, just come and search. "

The straight and towering one seemed to pierce Feng Xin's eyes, and poked a hole in the bottom of his heart, making his stomach hot and gushing out uncontrollably.

At that moment, Feng Xin spat, held the handle of the knife and said with a smile: "If that's the case, you can follow me to the tent and search for it!"

"It didn't work out."

Who knows that woman suddenly covered the spring light again, shook her head and said: "This time, my family is looking for a general surnamed Sun, I'm afraid I won't be able to stay with you for too long."

Feng Xin's face suddenly collapsed.

Since the other party has moved out of Sun Shaozong, how dare he cut him off halfway?

He intends to go forward and have a hand addiction, but then he thinks about it again, for the sake of these advantages, let her sue in front of Mr. Sun, wouldn't it be a small loss?

At the moment, listless, he ordered the woman to wait where she was, and turned around to find Sun Shaozong to report.

But when he heard that a Jurchen woman came alone and wanted to see him by name, Sun Shaozong couldn't help feeling very puzzled.

With his bravery, he was not afraid that a little girl would violently hurt others, so he ordered Feng Xin to bring her in, wanting to ask what happened.