Economic and Trade Song Dynasty

Qin Juan stood there for a long time unable to recover!

What did Ayiga just say?Cavalry seed preselection?

"Nu Nu..."

When he came back to his senses, he ran madly towards the slave camp with the tub in his arms. He thought that Nunu Mohe must know that he was going to ask Nunu.

When Qin Juan went to ask Nunu full of joy, he got a big yell from him: "Is it true that after half a year of learning, I can fly on a branch and become a phoenix without taking a piss? Do not take care of yourself." ? Don’t think about useless things, little bastard! Want to enter a place like a cavalry camp that eats people and doesn’t spit out bones? You want me to collect your body first! Shit!”

The little face was full of joy, and the light in those beautiful eyes finally dimmed... Qin Juan felt a feeling of discomfort in his heart. This was the first time that he was not defeated by physical pain, but by this pain. In the signing slave camp, his only support was deeply hurt.

All his hard work for half a year, at this moment, turned into bullshit in front of a person closest to him.

At the age of eight, his pupils were dizzy, and he was completely confused at the moment.

Nunu Mohe's irritability often comes and goes quickly.When he wanted to call Qin Juan over to write Chinese characters, he found Qin Juan squatting in front of the fire in a daze.

"You son of a bitch! Have you dried your clothes? Burned the hot water? Cooked the rice? Have you chopped the firewood? How many ropes have you rubbed? There is still time to sit in a daze! You want to die!" Nunu Mohe said while speaking He picked up a piece of firewood near his feet and threw it at him.

Unexpectedly, Qin Juan seemed to be stupid, and didn't even try to hide, the firewood just fell on Qin Juan's head...

Hot blood slid down Qin Juan's side face. When he saw the long strip of red blood, Nunu Mohe was startled. He panicked and ran outside. He went to call the military doctor.

Although he still doesn't have any serious status, some powers and generals are still given to Nunu Mohe.

Qin Juan felt itching on his cheeks, and only then did he realize that his head was hurting. He slowly stretched out his little hand to wipe the pain, and saw a big blood-red flower blooming on his hand...

He remembered that when his mother was still there, he would occasionally lay down on the embroidery frame and sketch with a pen. He still vaguely remembered the meticulous peony flowers drawn on the white rice paper.

It's the same...the beauty can sting the eyes.

His pupils shrank, and his slender eyelashes fluttered. At this moment, he only felt that his head hurt more, more painful...

His body was no longer able to sit still, and he fell back and was lying on the ground. He stared blankly at the top of the dilapidated tent, and the dazzling sunlight shone in through the dilapidated cloth holes, so dazzling.

Even consciousness began to faint...

When the military doctor arrived, Qin Juan was lying on the ground. He suddenly realized that he was carried on the bed. The military doctor was feeding him medicine, and Nunu Mohe was cursing at the side, which seemed to be blaming himself... But he couldn't move, He can hear, but can't move...

This time, he really thought he was going to die, but the heavens didn't accept him, maybe he felt that the suffering he had tasted from the world was not enough.

He didn't die, but survived tenaciously after shedding a lot of blood. The boys not much older than him in the slave camp said that his life was worth less than the weeds in the crevices of the rocks. This kind of person is generally not easy. Die, because the gods look down on... He thought maybe they were right.

After his head was smashed, Qin Juan became seriously ill and didn't start to live until a month later.

At first, Nunu Mohe was worried that he would make Qin Juan stupid, so he carefully observed Qin Juan for three to five days, and found that Qin Juan's brain was normal, his memory was still as good as before, and he was still learning quickly. , He put his hands together and said "Amitabha", and he was completely relieved.

Qin Juan would still stride every day, but he would no longer camp in the tent, he would go out and walk a little longer to the river, trying to stay away from Nunu Mohe's sight.

He wanted to tell Nunu Mohe that his mind had been made up, and he wanted to become the cavalry seed of the Jihab camp.No, he must become a cavalry seed. He wanted to shout this sentence to Nunu Mohe loudly, and wanted to tell Nunu that he was not wishful thinking!But he felt so stupid...

Since Ayiga told him the news that day, Ayiga has not shown up, and there are even rumors that the signing of the slave camp came. The general led two thousand households and more than 800 elite cavalry in half a year. He left secretly a month ago, and now there are only two lieutenants left guarding the Jihab camp.

The news came, but it was quickly suppressed, and then everyone in the Jihab camp was restricted from entering and leaving.

Even apart from Nunu Mohe and him, all the cooks in the signing soldiers slave camp moved out of the slave camp.

Since then, the kitchen camp has been completely separated from the slave camp.

Occasionally, I heard from a few slave soldiers who had been out with the army some time ago that it was because their reinforcement food was burned by the enemy's ambushes.So their kitchen camp became a key protection object, and they no longer let slaves consign food and grass.

No matter what the process is, the result now is that it is more difficult for the whole battalion to get out of the camp, even if Nunu Mohe took the sign given to him by the general and wanted to go out for fun.

Goodbye to Ayiga, it was October of this year, the weather was already very cold, the grassland in the distance was all yellow, and occasionally a few snowballs would fall... But the camel team and horse team of the business traveler still had no intermittent communication. In a city, Qin Juan could hear the sound of camel bells from a distance in the slave camp, which was the sound of business travelers passing by.

Several years have passed, and he almost can't remember what his father said. He only remembers that there are wines on the side of the weeping willow embankment and several large merchant bridges in Zhongdu. The skeletons... The caravans traveling between the Western Regions and the Central Plains were also soldiers who did not care about their lives for the sake of great gain.

When the sound of the camel bell went away, Qin Juan also recalled the memory of his father, and he looked at Ayiga who was slowly walking from a distance.

Ayiga changed into a suit of clothes, the clothes were very bright, which made Ayiga more and more handsome.

Qin Juan couldn't help staring at A Yiga for a while.

"Qin, brother, doesn't this suit look good!" Ayiga smiled with white teeth.

Qin Juan nodded.

"Brother has been promoted! In the secret attack on Xitu Gate, I exchanged ten heads for this body!" Ayiga smiled with white teeth.

The secret attack on Xitumen, the Jihab Battalion used grain soldiers and cooks as bait, pretending to let the enemy take advantage, they launched an offensive late at night to support King Torre's army, and captured Xitumen. This battle later became a cavalry battalion Textbook templates.

Qin Juan didn't quite understand, but he roughly understood the meaning. He smiled, and the child's voice was still soft: "Ayika, you are Yan Taier."

Yan Taier means hero in Mongolian.

"Hahahahaha." Ayiga's already somewhat handsome eyebrows became more lively when he smiled.

After laughing, Ayiga looked at Qin Juan from head to toe: "I haven't seen you in two months, it seems to have grown a little."

People who practice martial arts always have sharper eyesight than ordinary people.

It was also from this day that Ayiga began to teach Qin Juan some simple moves.

Remembering directions is easy for someone like Qin Juan who has a long-term memory, but after all, he is small, and he remembers it, but it doesn't look good when he typed it out.

Because of his lack of proficiency, his hands and feet are always disobedient. When the hands come out, the feet will take a step slower, or when the feet go out, the hands will take a step slower.

Ayiga taught him a few times and then he lost his patience.

"It's so strange, you learned the internal energy and mental method very quickly, why did you take so much effort to learn the moves." Ayiga said impatiently as he was a teenager, and impatience was his nature when he was a teenager.

Qin Juan pursed his lips and lowered his head. He was afraid that he would leave Ayiga in anger, and no one would teach him in the future.

"Practice hard, I'll go back first." Ayiga glanced at the sky, jumped off the big dirt bag with a kick of his long legs, and left neatly.

Afterwards, until the Spring Festival approached, Qin Juan never saw Ayiga again.

Qin Juan was heartbroken once again, so around his ninth birthday, he worked hard to make the tricks that Ayiga taught him smooth and smooth...but he wanted to show it to people who saw it. But it never showed up...

Qin Juan used that trick over and over again, over and over again... He didn't want to stop, he just wanted the person who taught him how to show up, even if it was just for a glance.

He is really proficient in fighting, and his movements are also very handsome, why is Ayiga still not coming...

Has Ayiga completely given up on him...

A few flakes of snow fell on his hands, Qin Juan raised his head suddenly, and suddenly, wool-like snowflakes fell down one after another.

I can't remember how many snows this is, the next one, the next one, the next one, the cycle is iterative.

In the early morning, the inside and outside of the barracks was covered with whiteness, and Qin Juan let out a sigh of relief into his cold red hands. Qin Juan took out the hot water, and there was a tall Mongolian soldier standing not far from the barracks.

Every day, Mongolian soldiers came to take away his licorice water, but in fact, the signing slave camp and the kitchen camp had long been separated.

Qin Juan has been guessing that the person who wants to drink the licorice water he boiled is Ayiga's boss Luba Qianhu.

When he carefully handed the hot water to the Mongolian soldier, the Mongolian soldier didn't even look at him and was about to leave, but was stopped by Qin Juan.

The Mongolian soldier was very surprised. This was probably the first time the child spoke to him.

"Can I ask you something..." Qin Juan opened his mouth. After three years, he has already spoken Mongolian very fluently, but this time he spoke with a trill.He really wanted to know if Ayiga was busy recently, he found countless reasons for Ayiga not to come to the slave camp, he seemed to hope that Ayiga was busy, and hurriedly told him to forget about him.

The Mongolian soldier looked down at him with a slightly impatient tone: "Then ask quickly."

Just as Qin Juan was about to speak, he saw a tall young man in a crimson veil walking towards this place on the white snow not far away.

At this moment, Qin Juan suddenly stood in the snow and smiled stupidly.

"Are you still asking?" The soldier was really impatient.

"No...thank you very much." Qin Juan smiled, suddenly in a good mood.

"I'm sick!" The Mongolian soldier turned around, was taken aback when he saw Ayiga, and hurriedly lowered his head to salute, "Master Ayiga."

"Go away." Ayiga replied him.

The Mongolian soldier was taken aback, and ran away quickly with the kettle in hand, not even the heavy snow could stop his hasty pace.

A Yiga came here to tell Qin Juan that on the ninth day of the first lunar month, the general will come to the cavalry battalion to personally select the young cavalry for this year.

"Eight hundred cavalry seedlings will be selected, aged between 14 and [-] years old, don't use the older ones, because they will become elite cavalry in the future, which is commonly known as elite cavalry. Generally, these people are recruited by thousands of households among the descendants of their generals. Pick, but there is no one who just makes up the number in each session, it has to be made up from other camps, this is a golden opportunity, if you grasp it, it will be a great fortune in your life."

Qin Juan listened very seriously, and he was even happier that Ayiga didn't abandon him.

"But the age is ten to 14 years old, I am only nine years old..."

"Aw!" Qin Juan covered his head and screamed. It was Ayiga who gave him a "stir-fried chestnut", which was played so hard that his head hurt. Ayiga didn't know that his head was injured, so it was not serious. .

"You're stupid, just say you're ten years old." Ayiga hated iron for being weak.

"All right……"

Qin Juan asked again: "But how do I get there? I'm a soldier in the slave camp..."

"Think about how the slave who signed the soldier's camp ran to Luba Qianhu and told Lord Luba that Nunu Mohe could find the way. How did the slave who complained get there? Move your little head Guazi thinks for herself." Ayiga folded her chest and looked at him.

"He went there secretly." Qin Juan replied.

"It's good to know! Then you can follow him and go sneakily!" Ayiga did not forget to draw a route for Qin Juan on the ground after speaking, "This is the slave camp for signing soldiers, this is the camp for slaves, and this is the camp for casual slaves." The barracks, the cavalry battalion is here, don't make a mistake."

After he finished drawing, he stretched out his feet and wiped the ground twice, and the line quickly disappeared.

"Okay, I have something else to do." A Yiga spread his hands and stretched his waist. Before leaving, he suddenly turned his head and asked Qin Juan, "By the way, what is your birthday in the first lunar month?"

Qin Juan was taken aback for a moment, not knowing why he asked such a question, and replied, "The fifth day of the lunar new year."

"Okay, I'm leaving. After three days, don't let my brother miss you."

"Wait, Ayiga, why don't you choose cavalry seedlings?" Qin Juan asked seriously, as if this question had troubled him for a long time.

"Heh! I want to be..." Ayiga narrowed his eyes, stopped suddenly, and said with pursed lips, "Forget it, what do I tell you so much."

Ayiga turned around, the crimson robe was bright and dazzling, his braids danced on his shoulders because of his walking like the wind.

Naturally, the aristocratic boy Ayiga looked down on mere cavalry, he had lofty ambitions.

The elite cavalry Jihab camp only has 800 people, which is less because of its strength, but once these cavalry are brought out, it will definitely be a big battle, which means that there will be nothing to return.

The secret attack on Xitumen, the Jihab Battalion as the rear, the general of the Jihabu Battalion led the core generals and 800 elite cavalry to capture the Xitumen, and responded to King Torre's army, and only 100 of the 100 people were left. Almost all of the remaining [-] people were appointed officials.

This also means that it is imminent for the Jihab Battalion to set up the task of fine cavalry again.

On the ninth day of the first lunar month, Qin Juan got up when the rooster crowed in the third watch. Jihab’s camp was very large, and the cavalry camp should be far away from here. The battalion should be farther away.

Qin Juan got up from the bed, looked towards Nu Nu Mohe's bed, and at the same time heard Nu Nu's snoring, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He fumbled in the dark to get dressed, and finally got dressed. He carefully put on his shoes, feeling his heart beating wildly in his chest, and he looked at Nunu Mohe from time to time.

For some reason, he was very afraid that Nunu Mohe wouldn't let him go out today, and hoped that even if Nunu woke up, he wouldn't go crazy with him...Of course, he hoped that Nunu would better not wake up.

When Qin Juan walked to the entrance of the tent, a man's voice suddenly came from behind: "What are you doing?"