Efforts to kill the enemy is not as good as the full level of tea art

Zhuo Yue never went back to Li Changxing's tent, nor did Li Changxing come to look for him.It's just that no matter where he goes, there are several soldiers who follow him not far or near, watching his every word and deed.

Maybe Li Changxing didn't think about how to face him?

Zhuo Yue wandered around the grassland in a daze, going out with herdsmen to graze and scatter eagles during the day, and drinking and chatting with Lou Chuiyun at night.The grassland is indeed a good place to forget the troubles. The green grass stretches to the sky, the wind blows the wilderness, and there are all places to go under the dome. It seems that he can be free just by closing his eyes.

There is indeed nothing in this world that can stop his footsteps, but his heart is too heavy to move anymore.

Time flies in a blink of an eye, and it is early December.Zhuo Yue still remembered that it was almost the day of Adanzhu's delivery, and he was determined to go back, but now that he and Li Changxing were in such a situation, he really didn't know how to speak.

After the armistice, the border trade has increased a lot.A dozen or so days ago, a team of horses went to the border of the Central Plains with supplies such as wool, sheep felt, bear skins, and dried cattle. Today they returned with a full load, and all the men, women, and children of the tribe rushed out to watch, and everyone's faces were filled with joy.

Zhuo Yue also randomly mixed in the crowd.He saw an old man who received a pot of tea bought with his own wool, and when he took off the lid and smelled the tea with his nose, his face was full of satisfaction; I can't wait to start cutting clothes; there are also a few Fengyun girls chattering in front of the hawker, picking out wooden hairpins and flowers, and making gestures on the hair bun from time to time.

If the border war had never happened, perhaps the grassland would have always been such a peaceful scene.

Someone saw Zhuo Yue approaching, quietly pulled his companion away, and silently hid aside.Unknowingly, the crowd made way for Zhuo Yue, allowing him to go straight to the front of the horse team.

Zhuo Yue didn't take it seriously, walked to the front of the car to have a look, and suddenly found two rolls of water-red silk under the first base of coarse cloth.The texture of this roll of silk is very good at first glance, and it glows like water ripples under the sun, which is extremely graceful and luxurious.

He was taken aback.Silk of this texture costs silver per foot, and even wealthy households in the Central Plains cannot afford it in daily life. If anyone has this kind of material, they basically regard it as a family property at the bottom of the box, and it is estimated that only those in the capital are expensive. People will use this material to cut clothes.

Although Dari Achi is not poor, no one is rich enough to wear silk belts, right?It's like Li Changxing, who wears a bear skin as a cloak.

So who bought this batch?

Thinking of this, Zhuo Yue subconsciously wanted to reach out to touch it, but was hurriedly stopped by the people beside him.

The man guarding the carriage was a strong man, but he seemed to be quite afraid of Zhuo Yue. After stopping him for a while, he bowed hurriedly and chattered a lot. He spoke too fast, and Zhuo Yue could only vaguely hear him say, "This material is for a nobleman." Set, not for sale."

Your Excellency?Zhuo Yue thought about it, now in King Dari'achi's tent, there are three concubines including Li Ji, and they can indeed afford such luxurious fabrics.He smiled, withdrew his hand that was about to touch, and praised casually in grassland dialect: "Very beautiful material. Very beautiful."

Seeing that he could speak prairie dialect, the strong man guarding the car was a little excited, and gestured: "The prince's wedding must be the most beautiful."

Zhuo Yue thought he heard it wrong: "What did you say?"

Immediately, someone stabbed the strong man hard, he shut his mouth in a hurry, looked at Zhuo Yue and smiled, but refused to say more.

The surrounding crowd was bustling, you pushed and hugged each other, Zhuo Yue was squeezed to the back after a while.He stood in a daze for a while, and was about to walk back when he accidentally bumped into someone.

The short wheelchair was almost knocked over by him, Zhuo Yue hurriedly supported the handle of the wheelchair: "Yes, I'm sorry."

"It's okay." The eldest prince also hurriedly held the two wheels by himself.But they were standing on a small slope, and the wheelchair couldn't help sliding down. The eldest prince couldn't control himself, so he had to look up apologetically, "Excuse me, can you help me?"

Zhuo Yue naturally couldn't refuse.

The two stood on the grass slope, watching the people beside the horse team running and frolicking not far away.Although the oncoming wind is cold, it is full of joy.

The eldest prince squinted at the crowd, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and said after a while: "It's really a good day, isn't it?"

Zhuo Yue didn't know what he meant, so he responded slowly.

Finally, the eldest prince's gaze was no longer so silent. Under the warm and sunny sky, he seemed to be infected by the laughter of children and girls, and his voice was filled with vitality: "It's been a long time since there were any goods from the Central Plains. Pulled to the grassland. Since the start of the war, people in the Central Plains are not willing to do business with us...even though Dari Achi is not the tribe that started the war."

Zhuo Yue silently looked into the distance: "In the eyes of most Central Plains people, there is not much difference between this prairie man and that prairie man."

From the military songs they have heard since they were young, they said, "Chasing the Tartars and slaughtering the barbarians."Later, when he grew up, he joined the army and was ordered by the army to guard the border.It seems that the prairie people who ride on horses are all barbarians; the people who live north of the border are also enemies.

The eldest prince smiled: "That's right. Sometimes it's funny to think about it. We fought bloody battles with Tu Mozhong, but in the eyes of the people in the Central Plains, we are nothing more than fighting each other... But war is such an absurd thing. , sometimes even like children arguing, only the two people who really care about it."

This metaphor is indeed very interesting.Zhuo Yue wanted to laugh a little bit, but felt that it was a bit weird——

Uri Gendase is a leading conspirator and military strategist, he employs military tactics like a god, and in this man's view, war must not be a fight between children, but a real art.

The danger of this man is that he knows how cruel war is, but he can enjoy this cruelty.

Why does this kind of jackal who eats chicken but does not spit out bones support an heir like the eldest prince?

Thinking of this, Zhuo Yue couldn't help lowering his gaze to secretly size up the eldest prince.But no matter how you look at it, this is a weak and incompetent ordinary man. He can't even see the word "ambition", which is very different from his other two brothers.

In fact, Zhuo Yue had been so confused for a long time.It is true that Prince Dari'achi has no heirs, but Uri Geng Dase is his own brother, and there is no suitable child to inherit the throne. Isn't it just convenient for him, the younger brother, to take his place?Wu Ri Geng Dase is strategic and ambitious, and he is still in his prime. Why does he not sit on the throne by himself, but insists on supporting a sick nephew?

But the eldest prince didn't notice Zhuo Yue's scrutiny. He looked at the convoy in the distance with complacency, and smiled after a while: "Ah, so the red silk has been pulled back? Then we can start cutting the quilt today."

"Cutting the quilt?" Zhuo Yue didn't realize it, "Those silks...are they used to make quilts?"

Who is so extravagant to cover their body with such high-quality silk and satin?

"That's right. When you people from the Central Plains get married, don't you always cut a new red quilt?"

Zhuo Yue was stunned.There was wind blowing into his auricles, which echoed silently, and his head seemed to become a bare hollow, allowing the wind to blow past and echo left and right.

He felt that he seemed to understand something, but he just felt at a loss.

After a while, he heard his own voice dryly asking: "Prince, who is this quilt for?"

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Lou Chuyun was lying on the ground biting the pen holder to write and draw, when he saw Zhuo Yue striding into his tent, he was startled.

"You scared me to death." He patted his chest, "What are you doing like a firecracker?"

Without saying a word, Zhuo Yue put all his things together like a gust of wind passing through the border, finally he weighed the Xuanhua ax in his hand, and put it on his back.

Lou Chuyun was dumbfounded, and hurriedly got up and asked, "What are you doing?"

Zhuo Yue said coldly: "Tonight, after the night falls, you go with me. There should be four or five people following us, but when we reach the border of this pasture, it will be too late for them to stop us if they feel something is wrong, so— —”

"Wait a minute," Lou Chuyun said in surprise, "Why do you want to leave suddenly? What about Li Changxing? Does he want to go with you?"

Zhuo Yue frowned and looked at him and said, "Are you following me or not?"

"No, you're a little sudden." Lou Chuiyun said in a daze, "Are you having trouble with Li Changxing again? But you just leave as soon as you say, is he mad?"

"If you don't go with me, Li Changxing will definitely kill you when he finds out afterwards." Zhuo Yue seemed not to have heard his words, and said to himself, "If you are ready for this, stay here."

"Don't worry, make your words clear." Lou Chuuyun stopped him and advised, "You should think about it, I won't accompany you back after you leave. Now you must not act impulsively..."

"You want to stay here. And it's for Hulan Mulun, right?" Zhuo Yue said bluntly.

Lou Chuyun froze.

"I'll just say three points. First, you are all men and have families; second, he is a prince of the grassland, and you are a general of the Central Plains; third, he doesn't like you." Zhuo Yue said word by word, "but I'm too lazy to persuade you, after all, I'm neither your father nor your eldest brother, you make your own decisions and are responsible for them."

Lou Chuyun stopped his hand and lowered it.The young man looked at him with round tiger eyes, and after a while, he let out a breath and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"It's really long-winded." He curled his lips, "Don't I know what you said?"

He blinked, and his eyes fell on the paper and pens scattered around.

"But I promised him that I will make a machine that can help him manage horses. This is what I have promised him. Whether he likes me or not, I can't break my word."

The two looked at each other.

"Have you figured it out?" Zhuo Yue asked.

"Yeah." Lou Chuiyun nodded, "If you really want to leave, I'll cover you. Don't worry about me, I'll have my own way to leave in the future."

The two waited until night.When the lights in the felt tent turned on one after another, Zhuo Yue stood up and picked up his things: "Let's go."

He couldn't stay here for a moment.

The author has something to say: It is impossible to marry someone else!There is no way!This is also mine, don't worry~

Before I knew it, there were 100 chapters, and it was definitely the last chapter. Hee hee, I will explain it tomorrow and then kiss and hug and hold high for three consecutive times~