Zhi Xuan

Zhixuan's team left the fief and went out of the border of Xiyuan, and had to go through a valley to reach their destination.

The vegetation in the valley is lush, and it does not wither in late autumn.

There are large fruit trees growing in the valley, the ripe fruits have been picked, and there are a few green fruits scattered on the branches, which are shaped like pears and only the size of plums. The taste is so sour that even birds and insects will not eat it.

When the team passed through the valley, the soldiers in front noticed something strange, and immediately galloped out of the team, rode their horses to the tree, and pulled out two unkempt savages with ropes.

The savage didn't have a single piece of cloth on his body, the older one was wrapped with leaves and bark around his waist, the other was not wearing anything, but he was holding a snake tightly in his hand, the head of the snake had been chewed to pieces, and the tail was still left and right shaking.

"Young master, it should be a savage in the valley." The soldier said.

"Bring him here." Zhi Xuan was curious, and ordered the soldiers to bring him closer.

The two savages didn't seem to be able to speak, they faltered out of fear.Being pressed on the ground, he kept raising his head and baring his teeth at Zhi Xuan, a breath of stench came down the wind, Zhi Xuan was so smoked that he wanted to cry, he immediately ordered the soldier to stop and not to lean any closer.

He has seen prisoners who fled into the wilderness, who also bear the name of savage, but they are completely different from the two in front of him.

Judging from their appearance, they are indeed human beings, no different from the people of Xiyuan Country.Because of hiding in the wilderness for a long time and never being in contact with civilization, the behavior is closer to that of wild beasts, and no human traces can be found.

"My lord, what should we do?" asked the soldier.

In the concept of the Chinese people, the wild man cannot be called a human at all, not even a slave, and is no different from a wild beast in the mountains.

Zhi Xuan didn't think so.

Savages are human beings, but their living environment is different, which makes them different from normal people.Just like the wolf children and leopard children that occasionally appear in later generations.

Zhixuan asked the soldiers to let them go, as long as they don't take the initiative to attack, there is no need to worry about them.

The witch doctor is very much in favor of Zhi Xuan's decision.Not out of kindness, but this trip is very important, and it is not appropriate to kill on the way.As for the sacrifice during the sacrifice, that is another matter.

"promise!"

The soldier obeyed the order, took the captured savages to a distance, untied the ropes on them, and then rode away on horseback.

The two savages were still in shock, and watched the soldiers return to the ranks. The huge team left the valley, then turned and ran back, found a hidden cave, pushed aside the vines at the entrance, and got in one after the other.

From the outside, the entrance of the cave is not big, and adults need to bend over to enter.Only when you enter inside will you find that there is actually a hole in the sky here.

The two walked through the long, narrow and dark passage, and then entered a cave, and their eyes suddenly opened up.

A huge rock cave with a height of more than ten meters is hollowed out of the mountain, and the wind blows in from the top of the cave, taking away the unpleasant smell and smoke.A small river runs through the bottom of the cave, sinking into the ground along the cracks in the rocks.

Different caves of different sizes were dug on the surrounding rock walls.When the savages in the cave heard the sound, they stuck their heads out and looked at their returning companions.

Two savages walked into the cave and climbed up the stone ladder to a high hole.

Inside the cave sat an old man, also in scantily-clothed clothes, with gray hair combed into a bun and a wooden hairpin.

There are several clay pots beside the old man, which are very exquisite in appearance and have ancient patterns on them, which are incompatible with the surrounding environment.

The two savages lay at the entrance of the cave, respectfully saluting the old man.

Unlike when they faced Zhi Xuan, they no longer looked like beasts at this moment, and they were able to speak.

"Old, we saw the clan's convoy."

The old man opened his eyes, observed the two of them carefully, and said, "Did you get caught?"

"I was arrested and released again." One person replied.

The old man showed a surprised expression, and motioned the two to come closer, and sure enough, he found the rope marks on their bodies.Other than that, there are no other traces.

"Not hurt?"

The two shook their heads together.

"Which clan can you recognize?"

The two shook their heads again.

They have lived in the valley since birth and have never left.Except for the ancestral totem drawn by the old man, I have never seen anything else, so it is naturally impossible to recognize it.

The old man also remembered this, and asked them to carefully recall whether there was a flag in that team, what color it was, and what kind of pattern it was.

"Black flag with birds on it."

"Big car, big umbrella, beautiful people in the car, dressed in black."

The two tried their best to recall, racked their brains to organize words, and described everything they saw.

The old man compared the memories in his mind, and finally confirmed that the person who came should be the son of Xiyuan Kingdom, and there was a high possibility that he was the son of the first son.

"Go call Li and Mang." The old man gave an order.

The two savages exited the cave, and soon, two other taller and more muscular men came in.

"Old!" The two saluted at the entrance of the cave.

The old man told them to go out of the valley immediately, and after finding the team, follow carefully.

"Be careful, don't be found. Make sure where the team is going, come back and let me know immediately."

Li and Mang firmly remembered that under the old man's instructions, they put on clothes woven with vines and leaves, still barefoot, and left the cave along the passage to chase Zhixuan's team.

The old man watched the two leave, picked up a pottery placed beside him, stroked the pattern on it, and sighed deeply.

Decades have passed since the country was destroyed and the only remaining Chinese fled here.As the old people gradually die, the glory that belongs to the ancestors is gradually annihilated.

During the country's heyday, they were also distinguished and famous for their wealth.The pottery they made was in short supply in the central capital.They also mastered the craftsmanship of casting bronze wares, and the giant tripod that is enshrined in front of the King's Hall today was cast by the first generation of Chinese.

However, the monarch and the clan didn't think about making progress, and even made a big mistake, which made the king furious, and issued a call to action, ordering the princes and states of the world to crusade together.

Being annihilated under the order of the King of People is completely different from the war of annihilation among the vassal states.

After this war, the blood of the monarch and the clan disappeared, most of the people died in battle, and all the common people became slaves. Only a small number of people fled into the mountains and became savages in the border areas.

Recalling the beginning, the old man kept sighing.

Year after year, they dare not make contact with outsiders, deliberately disguising themselves as beasts, in order not to be discovered.

Time has passed, the original king is no longer there, the new king has succeeded, and most of the princes who participated in the war of annihilating the country have died. No one has mentioned the country that was famous for its casting and a small group of survivors in this country.

The old man stroked the clay pot over and over again, not sure whether his decision was right or wrong.

As his body got worse day by day, he had a premonition that his time was approaching.After his death, no one will teach knowledge and etiquette, and the survivors living in the valley will be reduced to real savages.

This is unacceptable to him.

Instead of severing all hope, take a gamble.

If it succeeds, even if it becomes the other party's slave, it is better than staying here and letting future generations work with wild beasts.

Maybe it's a luxury, but it's also a hope.

The old man held the clay pot and closed his eyes, his face looked even older, and his thin body was shrouded in darkness, as if it might disappear at any time.

Outside the valley, Zhi Xuan didn't know what happened after he left.

The team passed through a large area of ​​withered and yellow grass, and neatly arranged tents and uncollapsed ruins near the tents could be vaguely seen in front of them.

"Young master, Sui is ahead!"

The soldiers came forward to report, and Zhi Xuan ordered the troops to speed up.It was getting late, and he hoped to arrive at his destination before dark.

"My lord has orders, hurry up!"

The order was conveyed, and the team began to move faster.

Soldiers rode their horses in front, soldiers carried flags behind, common people and slaves waved whips, and carts lined up one after another, rushing to the place like a tide.

In the distant camp, Zu Wu, who was in charge of patrolling and watching, noticed something strange and quickly climbed up to a high place.

Seeing the approaching team and seeing the black flag waving in the wind, a soldier shouted loudly: "It's the young master, the young master is here!"

Hearing Zu Wu's voice, Doctor Xia and Chief Jia walked out of the tent immediately.Chief Jia was still holding the half-eaten millet and rice in his hand.

"Young master is here?"

The two stepped on the ladder to climb up to the high place, and when they saw the galloping team, they showed happy expressions at the same time.

"It's Young Master, quickly gather the whole team and open the gate of the camp!"

Because of Zhixuan's arrival, there was joy in Zhidi Camp.

Everyone was beaming, and after eating millet and rice in twos and threes, they put on leather armor with puffed cheeks.When the fire chief and the corporal chief formed a team, many of them still had grease on their lips.

Zhi Xuan's speed is very fast.

Just as the troops in the battalion were assembled, the sound of horns sounded in their ears.

Several slaves trotted along, working together to remove the fence in front of the camp.

The heavily armed soldiers came out one after another, stood still in front of the camp, and welcomed Zhi Xuan's arrival.

In another camp, the chief Jia and his subordinates sent by Zhao Hao heard the sound of the horn, noticed the movement of the people from Zhidi, and immediately knew that it was Zhixuan who had arrived.

Out of etiquette, the Zhao people also opened the gate of the camp, and the soldiers were fully armed and lined up to welcome Prince Xuan.

Zhi Xuan's team galloped all the way, the hooves of the war horses were thunderous, the wheels were rolling, and the black flags were buzzing.

As the team marched, billows of smoke and dust, which were crushed dry grass and sand, were swept up by the cold wind in the evening and flew all over the sky.

At the same time, another horn sounded.

In the north of the camp, a dragon-like team is also approaching quickly.

The chariot rolled over the broken stone road, the roof of the chariot opened, and a young man in a red robe stood on the chariot. The jade belt around his waist was glowing, and the crown belt inlaid with pearls hung down beside his ears, which was luxurious and noble.

The two teams set off at different times but arrived on the same day, which is a coincidence or fate.

The sun gradually sank to the horizon, and the evening glow bloomed in the sky.

The sound of horns collided in the rays of the sun, and the two teams, one black and one red, met anywhere, and the two princes of great powers who had become friends during the hunting meeting reunited again.

Zhi Xuan and Zhao Hao didn't get out of the car, but waited for all the teams to assemble and form a square formation on the left and right before ordering the drivers to ride out.

Realizing what the two were going to do, both the witch doctor and the clan wanted to stop them, but it was too late.

Torches were lit in the phalanx.

The two chariots maintained the same speed, getting closer in the flames.

Rong righted up the shield in the car, Zhi Xuan and Zhao Hao pulled out their swords at the same time, as the cars passed staggered, the swords collided, and at the moment of collision, the sound of Qing Yue's golden sword bloomed.

Black and red intertwine, the jade ornaments on the two of them are flying, the colored treasures and pearls are shining, and a halo is formed in an instant, dazzling the five colors, making people dazzled.

The chariot galloped past, rushing tens of meters away before turning around one after another.

Zhi Xuan and Zhao Hao retracted their swords, nodded to each other when they passed each other for the second time, and then returned to the camp.

"color!"

The soldiers on both sides cheered, and the applause was endless.

In Zhao Hao's team, the historian held the bamboo slips and fell into distress again.

When the sons of princes and princes met, the salutes in chariots were completely in line with the etiquette, and there was nothing wrong with it.The problem is that the meaning of the meeting between Gong Zihao and Gong Zixuan is different. It is for marriage, not for an alliance to beat Di Rong.

How should he write it?

The two met anywhere to discuss marriage, and they had a fight right after they met?

The historian held the knife and pen tightly, looked at Zhi Xuan and Zhao Hao in front of them, thought twice, chose to abide by his professional ethics and accomplishments, and solemnly engraved a line of words: The son is married, will follow, and salutes before the army.