Wolf Dysprosium

Hun Da'er generously put the rabbit into Jin Yan's arms: "I heard that Da Yu people are very good at eating, do you know how to burn rabbits?"

"Understood." Jin Yan raised his head and smiled at him, "Have you ever heard of Baxia Gong?"

Hun Da'er couldn't even repeat the words accurately: "I haven't heard of it."

Jin Yan said again: "Slice rabbit meat, add ingredients to a clear water soup pot, and you can eat it after boiling. But some ingredients may not be available in Yetai, so I have to look for them."

Hunda'er tightened his horse's head, stopped in front of him, and bent over: "What food? You tell me, I know Da Yu's merchants, just let them bring it."

Jin Yan still had a friendly smile on his face, his dark eyes reflected a face with a mustache: "Okay, let me think about it carefully."

Hun Da'er seemed to have something to say to him, but when he saw He Lansone approaching from the corner of the eye, he snorted coldly: "Your master is back."

He Lansone looked at Hun Da'er, then at the rabbit tightly hugged in Jin Yan's arms: "I can only catch the rabbit."

Hun Da'er stared wide-eyed: "What did you say!"

Jin Yan quickly fled the battlefield with the rabbit in his arms.

He Lansone quickly followed.The smile that Jin Yan had just shown to Hun Da'er disappeared completely at this moment, and when he looked up at He Lansone, his black eyes were calm and indifferent again.He Lansone felt strangely wronged.

He couldn't hide the words in his heart: "Have you become friends with Hun Da'er?"

Jin Yan: "No."

He Lansone: "You asked for his rabbit."

Jin Yan stood still. "Because you don't like Hun Da'er, so I can't associate with him?" He didn't show any anger on his face, he just narrated calmly, "He Lansone, I'm your slave, you plan to control who I talk to ?”

"He hurt you, and you still smile at him?" He Lansone wanted to snatch the rabbit from Jin Ye's arms, and Jin Ye was protecting the soft little beast in his arms, "Don't you hate him?"

Jin Yan never let him take it away, and he only replied after He Lansone withdrew his hand: "I have no time to hate him."

Seeing that He Lansone remained silent, Jin Yan continued to walk forward.He Lansone got angry for a moment, followed closely again, and said loudly, "I brought you something from Da Yu."

Jin Yan really turned around in surprise: "What?"

The two rushed into the slave tent in a hurry, He Lansone pointed to the corner, showing a bit of color on his usually stubborn face.

A deerskin mattress was curled up in the corner, and the girl in the mattress sat up straight when she heard voices.Her hair was cut in a mess, and her face was covered with dust. When she first saw the two people in front of her, she shrank her neck tightly in shock.

Jin Yan was stunned: "This is..."

"The slave I bought for you." He Lansone even sounded a little excited, "With her as your companion in the future, you won't be bored."

Jin Yan was dazzled by anger for a moment.The wound on his back had already healed, but at this moment, there was a sudden hot pain, as if the iron arrow had never been pulled out, and it had already taken root in his flesh and blood.

"You're crazy! How can you buy me slaves!" he yelled, "What do you think of people!"

The few slaves in the tent immediately knelt on the ground in fright, trembling.He Lansone was grabbed by the collar by him, and when he saw him lose his temper with him, he immediately became angry: "What? There are no slaves in Da Yu's family?"

"That's different!"

"What's the difference?" He pulled Jin Yan's hand away, "Aren't real people better than silly rabbits?"

Jin Yan couldn't communicate with He Lansone on this issue at all: "How can you compare people with rabbits!"

The rabbit has already jumped out of Jin Yan's arms and ran out of the felt tent.He Lansone straightened his neckline, and felt an inexplicable irritability in his heart: "I heard that every family in Dayu has slaves. Why did it suddenly go wrong when they arrived in Beirong? People in Dayu can buy slaves, but people in Beirong don't. No, you are too hypocritical."

Jin Yan was so angry with his "hypocrisy" that he couldn't choose what to say: "Beirong people, Beirong people, but you are not Beirong people either!"

He Lansone's expression froze, and various complex emotions rolled in his wolf pupils that had not yet shaken off their childishness.He didn't know how to respond for a while, and a new irritation emerged in his mouth, as if he couldn't believe that these words would come from Jin Yan's mouth, shame, anger, hatred and grievance were all intertwined.He turned away.

The slaves in the yurt ran out one after another, leaving only Jin Yan and the newly bought slave girl.Jin Yan gasped for a few breaths, feeling gradually remorseful.

He said the wrong thing.

***

He Lansone was full of depression, and rushed like the wind to the small pine forest in Chiwangyuan.

There are not many tall trees in Chiwangyuan, and there are barely a few large pine forests and birch forests. The small pine forest is the closest to Yetai, and it is Helansone's favorite place to go on weekdays.When they were young, there were no children to play with them in the camp, so the three brothers and sisters spent long hours in the woods.Helan Jinying built a small tent on the largest pine tree with wooden boards and Xilen pillars. Zhuo Zhuo likes to sleep here in summer.

He Lansone lay in the hay under the small tent, staring at the top of his head in a daze.

Seven or eight Xilen pillars stand on the thick pine branches, and the other ends are tied together tightly, and then covered with a layer of felt cloth to keep out the wind and rain, which is the simplest tent.There was a small gap where Xilenzhu gathered. The snow on the top of the tree was shattered by the wind, and fell lazily from the hollow, and landed on He Lansone.

For a moment, He Lansone couldn't tell why he was angry.

Jin Yan is right, he is not from Beirong.

From the day he was born, the blood of the Gaoxin people and the Han people flowed through his body. He also has a pair of wolf pupils and eyebrows that are more similar to the Han people, which come from his green-eyed father and his pretty mother.

In the legend of Beirong, the Gaoxin people from the northwest border are the embodiment of disaster.Their green eyes are a testament to the punishment of the wolf god: the ancient and solemn god entrusted the spirit of the evil wolf to the Gothin.The green-eyed Gosim eat parents, siblings, and children, destroying rivers and valleys, and wreaking havoc across the land.

When He Lansone was born, the people in Yetai had accepted his father and elder brother.But the parents passed away one after another, the legend seemed to be confirmed, and everything gradually became different.

Helan Jinying was already a teenager at that time. He was the most handsome rider in Yetai, but he didn't even have the qualifications to participate in the riding competition.After selling the family's two horses, the brothers finally got together some money and food to save their months-old sister from a serious illness.

But the rumors did not stop, Zhuo Zhuo was too young, and He Lan Jinying was strong enough, the young He Lansone became the most suitable target.

Helan Jinying often went hunting and nomadic. Zhuozhuo was taken care of by the women in the camp. He could only protect himself: he was with Duze, followed behind Huntaer's horse, let him make fun of him, let him whip him; Talking, mocking his own wolf eyes, like Beirong men, drinking Beirong wine, cutting mutton and horse meat with the knife left by his father, and learning to deal with wind camels.

Helan Jinying made fun of him and advised him not to do this.But for a ten-year-old child, if he is ignored and accepted by others, his suffering and pain are shattering.

To survive in Chiwangyuan, he must first become a Beirong native.

But Jin Yan suddenly said that He Lansone had a rough but long-lasting sadness.He saved Jin Yan once, and he thought that Jin Yan should be different from those other people.

Someone knocked on the trunk, and a piece of snow fell from the top of the tree: "Helan sulfone."

After a long time no one answered, Helan Jinying smiled under the tree: "Have you had a fight with your little slave?"

He Lansone poked his head out: "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to give you some advice." Helan Jinying said with a smile, "If he makes you angry, you can let him do the hard work; if he is still angry, give him to Hun Da'er. like him……"

He Lansone quietly watched him talking nonsense, with a clear rejection in his eyes.

Helan Jinying stopped after saying enough, tapped the tree trunk lightly with the horsewhip in his hand, and looked up at his younger brother.

"I know you don't want to," he said. "He's your friend."

He Lansone finally said, "He's not."

"Only a friend would be mad at something like this."

He Lansone sat up straight: "You eavesdropped on our conversation!"

"I just happened to pass by. I reminded you that Da Yu people have weird ideas and everyone is precious. Jin Ye never regarded you as a friend." He Lan Jinying said, "But if he scolded you, it was his fault. I just beat you gave him a meal."

He Lansone was startled: "He just got sick!"

Helan Jinying: "I'm still half breathed, let's go take a look?"

He Lansone hurriedly got down from the tree, and rode Helan Jinying's horse back.

Since becoming a centurion and moving into a new felt tent, the two brothers have owned cattle and horses. Zhuo Zhuo learned a word from Jin Ye and called himself a "big family" every day.He Lan Jinying wanted to ask He Lansone if he liked the black Gaoxin horse, but He Lansone had been absent-minded.

"Brother, where are we from?"

Helan Jinying didn't hesitate: "Gaoxin people."

"...But our grandma is Han Chinese."

"So we are also Han Chinese." Helan Jinying responded casually.

"How does this work?"

"Why not?" Helan Jinying smiled, "Which god in Chiwangyuan stipulated that a person can only belong to one piece of land? A hundred years ago, there was no Bei Rong here, and a hundred years later, there will be no Da Yu in the world. Now you I am in Chiwangyuan, you can even say that you are from Chiwangyuan."

He Lansone's heart suddenly relaxed: "The person who is looking forward to the original?"

"Yes!" Helan Jinying tightened his grip on the horse's belly, and the horse started to gallop on the snowy field. He put his arms around his younger brother, "We have horses and a pair of legs. We can go anywhere in the world. Wherever people are, they can go there!"

He Lansone was infected by him, roaring loudly on the horse, full of joy.Helan Jinying rode his horse around the small pine forest for a few laps before letting go of the reins, allowing the horse to walk slowly back to Yetai.

"You really want to make friends with Proton, even if you send slaves or rabbits." Helan Jinying said suddenly, "Why don't you learn Chinese from him?"

He Lansone looked at He Lan Jinying's half handsome face illuminated by the sun: "I can speak Chinese."

"But you don't know how to write." He Lan Jinying rubbed his hair, He Lansone's hair color was darker than his, and it only shone with a bit of golden luster in strong sunlight, "You don't even know how to write his name. "

He Lansone bowed his head.

"Learn to write Chinese, learn some customs of the Han people..." He Lan Jinying seemed to have no intentions, and said lightly, "Ask him about Da Yu, what the Jin family looks like, what the streets of Liangjing look like, where is the imperial palace ...Just ask him to draw a map of Liang Jing for you, and start chatting while drawing."

***

Of course Helan Jinying didn't beat Jin Yan.He Lansone rushed into the slave tent like a gust of wind, and saw Jin Ye was wiping the girl's face.He just glanced at it, was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and rushed out like a gust of wind.

Jin Yan: "...?"

Coming and going so fast, Jin Yan didn't even have time to say an apology to him.

He had carefully cleaned the girl's hands, feet and face, and he always felt that she was somewhat similar to Fang Shangshu's youngest daughter next door to Jin's residence.

"...They didn't bully you, did they?" Jin Yan asked.

The girl shook her head.

"What's your name?" Jin Yan asked again.

The girl grabbed his hand and wrote in his palm with a pen.

Jin Yan was shocked: she couldn't speak.

"Ruan Buqi..." Jin Yan asked, "Where is your hometown?"

Ruan Buqi wrote to him: wandering for a long time, scared on the road, many things have been forgotten.

Jin Yan felt pain in his heart, and held her hand tightly, as if saying to her, but also to himself: "Don't be afraid, I'll take you back to Dayu together."

The rabbit ran away, and the next day Hun Da'er asked Jin Ye for a tribute, but Jin Ye naturally couldn't give it.Before Hun Da'er could get angry, Jin Yan said immediately: "Or you teach me how to ride a horse? I want to try hunting rabbits too."

Du looked at Jin Yan from the side up and down.Jin Yan really didn't look like a rider who could hunt rabbits.Although the slave life during this period made him darker and stronger, he was still the one who didn't fit in among the Beirong people.

Hun Da'er agreed.He was keen to show off his family's wealth in front of Jin Ye, so he took the initiative to invite Jin Ye to see his stable.

There are seven or eight fine horses in General Tiger's stable, all of which are Beirong or Gaoxin, tall and strong, with shiny fur.

"The best horses in Yetai are in my stable." Hun Da'er spoke proudly.

"I know, everyone in Yetai says that." Jin Yan looked at Hun Da'er, full of admiration: "Hun Da'er, how long do you think it will take for me to learn such aptitude?"

A quarter of an hour later, Hun Da'er gave Jin Yan the answer: "I don't think you will ever learn."

Jin Yan clasped his hands on the saddle, unable to get up no matter how hard he kicked his legs.The horse has a docile personality, pats its tail leisurely, and exhales a breath from its nose for a long time,

Jin Yan was embarrassed: "It's too high."

Hun Da'er: "...This is the shortest one."

He supported Jin Yan's back, waist and buttocks, and pushed him onto the horse's back.Before Jin Yan sat up straight, the horse took half a step forward, and he was so frightened that he lay on the saddle and grabbed the rein tightly: "Why is it running!"

Hun replied: "I didn't run away."

The horse was uncomfortably strangled, shook his head and took another two steps.Jin Yan: "Run away again!"

Hun replied: "No!"

He was so exhausted that he began to persuade Jin Yan to give up learning how to ride a horse and just play with rabbits.

Ruan Buqi sat beside the racecourse, watching with joy.

A black steed came slowly, and He Lansone asked blankly on the horse, "What is he doing?"

Ruan Buqi got up hurriedly, and described it to him with gestures.

He Lansone looked at Jin Yan from a distance, both surprised and funny.

"General Zhongzhao's son doesn't know how to ride a horse?" He whispered to Ruan Buqi, "Only a fool like Hun Daer would believe it?"

The author has something to say:

Let’s all have the Paxia offering today.The name is too elegant, and using chopsticks to hold thin rabbit meat in a clear soup pot is like stirring clouds.