Economic and Trade Song Dynasty

This is the first time Qin Juan has left the slave camp, and he was not allowed before.

The Mongolian soldiers were leading the way. He didn't dare to look around and kept his head low.He thought ignorantly, if he died this time, he might see his father... but he would never see his sister again...

Such a small sister, such a soft, white sister, will never be seen again.

The Mongolian soldier in front glanced back at him. Qin Juan realized it, and hurried up his pace. Others walked slowly, and someone was willing to wait for him... This was the first time he saw him. Generally, in this situation, he was either scolded or punished. people kicked...

So when they were about to reach the lighted place of the cavalry camp, he couldn't help but glanced at the Mongolian soldier... The people here were so tall that he couldn't tell his age, but the Mongolian soldier was tall, but he didn't have a beard on his face. It looked like the Niu Dalang from their county he recognized...

So he thinks this person should be as old as Niu Dalang, about 15 years old.

"Don't look, go in quickly." The Mongolian soldier gave him a look, and Qin Juan could still understand his Mongolian words.

Qin Juan lowered his head and quickly followed him into the tent.

This tent is very warm, he has not felt this kind of warmth for a long time, the warm wind made his eyes want to cry, he recalled the spring in Jiangzuo...

It was also so warm. When his mother was still there, he was sitting by the bridge with his sister in his arms, and he was playing with Zou Dalang and the others under the pier.

The spring in Jiangzuo can never go back.

Qin Juan was escorted by the Mongolian soldiers to kneel on the ground. In fact, he didn't need to escort him at all, as long as he kicked him, he would be unsteady and kneel on the ground, but the Mongolian soldiers did not do this.

"If you want to survive, you should answer carefully when my lord asks you." He spoke very slowly. After all, Qin Juan didn't understand the Mongolian language he had only learned from Nunu for two months. He looked at the Mongolian soldier blankly.

The young man frowned, because this child had a pair of beautiful eyes, bright as if there were stars, even more beautiful than the eyes of those girls on the grassland.

"He made the hot water?" came a majestic voice.

Qin Juan was startled, trembling and looking in the direction of the voice, he couldn't see the person's face, because the person's back was facing him, the person seemed to be working... there was no time to look at him.

"It's him." The young soldier answered for him.

Qin Juan knew that this person should be a person of great status. He was not sure about this person's identity, and he was even more uncertain about his emotions towards the Mongolian soldiers.

Many years later, Qin Juan recalled that when he was a child, compared with other people, he was more numb to the Mongolian soldiers, and his father died of a sudden illness. Live longer, but it has nothing to do with others.

He thought he had no love or hate anymore, and the war wiped away his love and hate, bringing sharpness and sharpness to his clear eyes.

His youthful sincerity was buried under his soul and age, and he was just quietly waiting for someone to discover it.

The person who summoned Qin Juan was a thousand households, and the general of Jihab's camp vanguard battalion and cavalry battalion was also in command. He belonged to the Mongolian royal family. There is one person in a household, two people in a thousand households under ten thousand households, and dozens of lieutenants under a thousand households.

In the signing slave camp, there are very few slaves who can be summoned by the deputy general, let alone a thousand households.

Qianhu said that the hot water he boiled was delicious.

But the keen Qin Juan vaguely noticed that this Qianhu had never drank the water he boiled, as if he was just relaying a sentence.

"Okay, give him a silver bean and let him go."

The boy smiled and threw him a silver bean: "You remember the way, I won't send you back."

Qin Juan hesitated for a moment before going to pick up the silver beans.

His family is well-off, and he has seen a lot of silver. He really has no idea about this, so he doesn't feel much.

If it is what he wants, he really wants to eat meat, and he hasn't eaten meat for more than ten months...

Qin Juan didn't quite remember how long it took to get back to the slave camp. He thought Nunu Mohe had already fallen asleep by this time.

But when he returned to the tent and was about to crawl back to the place where he slept, he saw only one person sitting there.

"Come here." When Nunu Mohe's voice came, Qin Juan was startled.

Why hasn't he fallen asleep yet?He wouldn't be waiting for him on purpose, could he?

Qin Juan was a little scared, he was no longer afraid of pain, as long as he didn't think about those wounds, it wouldn't hurt... But he was just afraid.

"Where did they take you? What did they want you to do? What did they tell you?" Nu Nu Mohe said it again in Mongolian and then in Chinese.

"..." Qin Juan didn't want to answer, he silently handed the silver bean to Nunu Mohe.

Sure enough, the thin and wretched man's eyes shone with joy, as if it was joy.But it seems that he is not so happy, because Nunumohe had obtained a larger ingot of horseshoe silver, but the silver could not be put away. Whenever the soldiers in the slave camp could go out, Nunumohe would try to spend all the silver, because If he doesn't spend all of it, he will be snatched away by someone stronger than him.

Nunu Mohe took the silver beans silently, and soon he glanced at Qin Juan.

Qin Juan seemed to know what he was going to do, and Qin Juan quickly dodged when he kicked over.

This hiding, he seemed to have suddenly opened his mind, he was so stupid before, when Nunu kicked him, he didn't know how to hide...

Nunu Mohe kicked empty, almost fell down, and suddenly became furious!

"Horse dung, dog! Fuck you! Horse dung, horse dung, horse dung!" Nunu Mohe wanted to grab Qin Juan, but Qin Juan's reaction was faster than him, he couldn't catch it, his foot slipped, this was really real fell!

"Ouch..." There was a click, it seemed that the tailbone was broken, and Nu Numo screamed in pain, and she couldn't even sit upright.

Qin Juan was startled and stopped running away, but he didn't dare to get close to Nunu Mohe, he was afraid that the man would retaliate against him.

But Nu Nu Mohe's face was pale, and he didn't look very good. After all, he was a kind-hearted child. He didn't dare to get close to Nu Nu Mohe, but he didn't want to leave him alone...

"You..." He opened his mouth with difficulty, but suddenly realized that he seemed unable to speak, it was...he hadn't spoken normally for a long time.

"Go, go and call someone, I, I have a broken tailbone..." Nunu Mohe said intermittently, his face was pale, and his forehead was dripping with sweat, like a collapsed to death Qin Juan had seen a few months ago. sign soldiers.

Qin Juan was frightened. He had seen too many deaths this year... In his heart, he didn't want anything to happen to Nunu at all. After all, this was the only one who could teach him Mongolian and Chinese characters.As soon as his eyes turned red, he ran to the cook and the soldiers. The doctor who treated the slaves and the signing soldiers was not a serious doctor, but a cook in the slave camp who knew some medicine.

A few years ago, when Nunu Mohe entered the Jihab slave camp, he was also a cook, and now he is the leader of the cooks.But Nunu didn't know medicine, and he couldn't even distinguish edible grass roots from fruits.

At this time, it was freezing cold and everyone was sleeping, and there were very few cooks who were willing to get up. The cook who came carried Nunu Mohe to the bed, checked his wounds, and boiled some pain-relieving herbs. It's over.

Nunu Mohe inevitably scolded Qin Juan, but after cursing, he couldn't help sighing: "Fortunately, it's almost the first month, and I still have time to rest and recuperate when I stop marching. If I march and fight like this, I will only die."

Qin Juan didn't speak, and knelt aside to review the Chinese characters he had learned. Who could sleep after such a fuss.He didn't dare to sleep, he was afraid that Nunu would call him in the middle of the night.

He knelt in front of the fire and drew Chinese characters on the ground with a wooden stick.

Nunu Mohe couldn't sleep because of the pain. He stretched his neck to see what Qin Juan wrote, and saw clearly that he had taught him a few days ago: Great Tang Western Regions, Tang Xuanzang.

This is a book in Nunu's pocket, which can be said to be Nunu's most precious thing. He may not want horseshoes, silver, bows and arrows, or women, but he protects this book with his life.

Of course... the person who robbed him would not care about this book with its tattered case.

This book is "Da Tang Western Regions", which was dictated by Xuanzang in the Tang Dynasty and written by his disciple Bian Ji.

Nunu Mohe once told him in the dead of night that few people had rubbings of this book, and the person who gave him this book was a royal family of the Kingdom of Jin.

This is Nunu's baby.

At some point, Qin Juan suddenly realized that Nunu Mohe had never kicked him again. He would occasionally scold him, but he never kicked him again.

Maybe it's because recuperating from injuries has restrained one's temperament, or maybe it's because Nunu believed in Buddhism and believed in cause and effect, so he stopped beating him.

When Nunu is in a good mood, he will teach him a few more words, and when he is in a bad mood, he will punish him to do many things.

For unknown reasons, they entered a period of relative peace, from when Nunu was injured, to when Qin Juan passed his seventh birthday peacefully, and then in June of the following year, there was neither war nor travel, and they stayed on the Yellow River all the time In a place called Baoji, I heard from a slave soldier that a magic chicken saved a Han emperor here.

This period of time was a period of stability for Qin Juan since he entered Jihab's camp...

In June, when a piece of news came, everyone in the Jihab camp was shocked. Some were ecstatic about it, some were worried about it, and some were indifferent.

Qin Juan didn't know what happened, but Nunu Mohe's expression told him that things were not simple.

He didn't care about this, he would use the extra time to practice calligraphy after the work was done, he didn't have time to chat about useless things like those slaves.

It was not until a few days later that the Mongolian soldier Ayiga told him that it was the Khan’s order to send his eldest son to the west. Now it suddenly became a reinforcement.

For many people, this is a good thing, and it means building a career.Merit has always been the dream of men.

But for a lot of people it's a bad thing and they don't want to lose their lives.

Every time Ayiga passed by the slave camp, he would chat with Qin Juan, which was only once or twice a month, because he didn't come to the slave camp often.

Ayiga was the young soldier who took Qin Juan to meet Qianhu that day.

Qin Juan is growing very fast, compared to last year he has grown a thumb length.

When he was leaving, Ayiga said inadvertently: "If you grow up like this, you may be as tall as the general in the future. I was not as tall as you when I was seven years old."

He left after he finished speaking, because he felt that the child might not understand what he was saying.

Qin Juan looked at Ayiga's back and smiled unconsciously. For a seven and a half-year-old boy, saying that he grew fast and tall was a great compliment to him.

At the end of June, the Jihab camp began to head west. They were going west to meet a prince named Torrey.

But the postmen who delivered the message arrived too slowly, and they didn't even know where the eldest son's Xizheng team had gone.

When more than 500 people from the Jihabu camp entered Hexi, Nunu Mohe did not expect that he would be summoned by the general.

The general of the Jihabu camp, surnamed Borjijin, is the cousin of Prince Torre, but he is a concubine.No one in the slave camp can tell which king or Khan's son it is, but it is enough to know that it is the royal family.

Nunu Mohe almost fainted when he knew that the general was going to summon him.

Qin Juan lowered his head, as if remembering that he accidentally mentioned to Ayiga that Nunumohe had been to the desert.

The Jihabu camp needed a guide, but before the post soldiers arrived, someone like Nunu Mohe was just right.

Nunu Mohe was dragged away, others thought that Nunu Mohe was too frightened to walk... Only the child had a discerning heart, he knew that Nunu Mohe didn't want to go at all.

Qin Juan always thought that he had slipped the tongue with A Yiga by accident, but after a few days, he realized that it was a slave in the slave camp who used the information to claim credit for a thousand households, and the slave soldier became fifty husbands in the slave camp. Even that Qianhu unintentionally started the practice of slaves serving as officials in the Jihab camp.

Thousands of households are worrying that the army has entered Hexi, and behind Hexi there are deserts and snow-capped mountains. They have to find soldiers in the Jihab camp who have previous experience in traveling west.

As soon as the news spread, the slave came to Qianhu.

The slave soldiers said that Nunu Mohe was a capable man who knew geography. He had marched west with the Great Khan, and the Great Khan referred to Genghis Khan.

These are all words made up by Nunu Mohe in the past. The speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention. The slave soldiers told Master Qianhu everything.

Qin Juan felt much better after knowing that he hadn't slipped the tongue.

I saw Nunu Mohe again half a month after Jihabu entered a place called Zhangye.

Nunu Mohe gained a little weight, his hair was also tidied up, and he was wearing Mongolian clothes. Qin Juan didn't recognize him at all.

Until Nunu Mohe scolded him: "Horse dung bastard! I won't recognize your father! Did I write Chinese characters well during the time I was away! Hurry up and boil water! I want tea!"

Only then did Qin Juan frowned.Why didn't this dog be killed by Mengren...

Although he thought so, he didn't want Nunu Mohe to die like this, at least teach him Chinese characters before he dies...

"The black eyeballs are turning all the time! You are scolding me in your heart, son of a bitch!" Nunu Mohe didn't kick him, but slapped him on the small head. The sub buzzed.