I walk the career line in dog blood

"Brother! Why did you give away our horse raising business?"

As soon as An Yinong left, Shen He couldn't help expressing the doubts in his heart: "I'm reading... I don't think your lord has blamed us, why do you have to cut off your own arm?"

Shen Shan poured himself a cup of tea: "Horses are the same as ironware. They are not traded as commodities. These horses are useless in your hands. It's better to sell them."

He drank warm tea: "Zhizhou is different from other officials. If he were, I would willingly give away the business."

Shen Shan recalled An Yinong's previous performance, and he finally had to admit that he was not as good as this young magistrate when it came to the overall situation and measurement.He completely abandons personal preferences and treats the people under his rule with the most fair attitude.

"Bodhisattva's heart, thunder's methods." The corner of Shen Shan's mouth rose slightly, "With him, the mutual market will definitely be able to run."

People in Xizhou are concerned about the mutual market, but people in other places are paying attention to the new story book "Legend of Heroes of the Desert: Xiaoyao Pavilion". great concern.

And this storybook is very special, in addition to the [-] pages of exquisite illustrations drawn by Zhizhou himself, it also includes the songs "Looking at Hometown" and "A Dream of the Western Regions" written by Zhizhou.

The former is quite Zen-like, while the latter is a fusion of exotic customs.Ordinary people don't understand this, and they think it sounds strange, so many musicians have learned these tunes.

"After all, he is a master Zhizhou who passed the imperial examination. Even if he writes a storybook, it is different." Today's literati also admire him very much, and even write poems and odes to him, praising him for his talent and beauty.A person who can read, catch thieves, govern, paint, write poems, play music, and is said to have outstanding looks, is it too much to admire?

"Is there really such a magical casino in this world? It's actually hidden under the oasis, and the guests need to be hidden in the sarcophagus and then pushed into specific quicksand, and then brought there by the quicksand?"

The ignorant Central Plains people were easily fooled by their Zhizhou. They marveled at this mysterious Xiaoyao Pavilion, and also marveled at the Western Region nobles with different styles spending a lot of money inside.

All kinds of gameplays that have never been thought of appear in the books, and the games are played with difficulty and elegance. The "stubborn masters" everywhere regard Xizhou Zhizhou as their confidantes.

Although the mysterious Xiaoyao Pavilion was finally found out and set on fire by the protagonist and his party, this did not extinguish the enthusiasm of the recalcitrant masters at all.They even wanted to take a trip to the northwest to see the legendary ruins of Xiaoyao Pavilion, and then to see the legendary Benzhi County, no, the Benzhi Prefecture.

People in the Central Plains are curious about the magistrate of the Western Province and want to meet him, and people in the Western Regions are equally curious and want to meet him.

On a certain day in a certain month of a certain year, the weather was fine, and the day came for the governor of Xizhou to meet with more than a dozen nearby tribal leaders.

The place they agreed on was a small oasis outside the city.There is no one here on weekdays, only passing businessmen will stop here.

Wearing an official uniform with only a cloak on the outside, An Yinong set off on a snow-white camel with a golden eagle, followed by a group of garrison soldiers, and Shen Shan who came with him.

In their team, there is also a car dedicated to storing tents and food.

An Yinong said that they would stay for three days before going back, but they didn't bring a lot of things.

When we arrived at the oasis, it was already evening, and five or six large "yurts" had already been set up on the oasis. When An Yinong and his party came over, someone greeted them there.

"Is it the Zhizhou from Qi Dynasty?" The other party asked in a half-baked Mandarin.

The appearance of this person is typical of the people from the Western Regions, with big eyes and a high nose, and a beautiful beard that has been carefully groomed. There are heavy gemstones hanging on the ears, neck, wrists, and the patterns on the clothes are also very fancy and complicated.

"This is the prince of the Golden Eagle Kingdom." Behind him, Shen Shan introduced in a low voice.

An Yinong immediately remembered the information of several main characters in this meeting. He walked forward with a smile on his face, and greeted him in a Golden Eagle language he had just learned: "It's very nice to meet you, the hero in the blue sky." Eagle, my brother."

The prince was surprised: "Do you speak the language of our country?"

An Yinong shook his head: "Now I only know a little bit about it. In the future, if we cooperate more and communicate more, we will definitely learn it."

This attitude made the prince of the Golden Eagle Kingdom very comfortable. Many scholars in the Qi Kingdom looked down on the countries of the Western Regions. People in the Western Regions felt this kind of arrogance and were naturally unhappy. But the young official in front of him was different.

Although he can't talk too much, when he speaks, he looks directly at others and has a gentle expression.When listening to others, he also listened very carefully, occasionally nodding in agreement.

The prince of the Golden Eagle Kingdom felt respected.

Hearing that Qiguo Zhizhou was coming, and people from other tribes also came out, he went to greet the other yurt owners one by one, using seven or eight Western Region languages, although he could only speak a few words.

Shen Shan followed behind him all the time, watching him greet people with a gentle smile on his face.

An Yinong brought gifts from Xizhou to these tribes, including traditional salt and tea, rubber shoes, rubber gloves, exquisite jewelry, sorghum wine, sugar from Zhongyuan, beautiful silk and so on.

In return, these tribes also sent them dried beef and mutton, thick fur, rough ethnic jewelry, kumiss and so on.

In the next two days, people from other tribes came over one after another, and An Yinong would go over to say hello and exchange gifts.He can talk to anyone, with a cinnabar-colored official body and a fair and tender face, but he can wonderfully blend into the ranks of the grassland people.

Moreover, he also likes to praise people directly, such as their strength and valor, their horses' fatness and physique, their nation's enthusiasm and friendliness, and their soldiers' bravery and combat skills.It seems that these tribes have two kinds of good in his eyes: this is good, and that is also good.

The grassland people have never experienced such warm and sincere praise from the Central Plains people, so the day of the meeting became very interesting.

Although it was still an official meeting, the scene was extremely harmonious. These tribes would even ask An Yinong what products from their tribe were more suitable to sell here.

An Yinong will also help them analyze, for example, traditional beef, mutton and fur can be exchanged for traditional salt and tea.In addition, the shiny stones and wild herbs on the Gobi Desert where they live can also be exchanged for more and better daily necessities.

"We can send teachers to teach the herdsmen to grow pastures and herbs, so that they don't have to migrate twice a year. But planting pastures is not an easy task." An Yinong listened carefully to their words and analyzed them carefully. pros and cons.

Shen Shan originally thought that his language skills would come in handy in this meeting, or that his ability to bend and stretch would also come in handy, but he became a follower from the beginning to the end.This young Zhizhou has a special charm, not his face, but a likable quality in a person like him.

This specialization breaks down language barriers and racial differences.

He is in a high position at this age, but he has no pride in him. On the contrary, he is able to bend down to listen to opinions, and he is willing to face up to and respect the differences of others.

Therefore, these tribal representatives who used to be very difficult to deal with in the past are all friendly and affectionate in front of him. They obviously don't know the language very well, and they have to gesture halfway through the speech, but the communication is pleasant.

After the talks, almost all the participating tribes signed a contract with Qiguo to start cooperation and trade.In order to celebrate the complete success of the talks, everyone brought out food and wine from their hometown.

An Yinong also brought the delicacies of Xizhou, in addition to the already famous Dingsha beef and wine, there are also scones from Pingqiu, grilled fish from Baisha and so on.

"This is Zhanghua's traditional special food. Knead the bread, sprinkle with thick cheese, put marinated beef cubes and mushrooms, and you can put other things, and then bake it. Let's try it."

An Yinong took out a thick beef cheese pie. The pizza is made with local spices and ingredients, and the food is another flavor.

The melted cheese pulls out silk threads, and when you bite down, the fat and tender beef, delicious mushrooms, mellow cheese and soft bread swirl in your mouth, merging into a gourmet storm that makes people unable to stop after eating.

The guests grabbed the sliced ​​cheese pies and devoured them in big mouthfuls. The high calories brought people a sense of happiness.Only Shen Shan, who was born and raised in Zhanghua County, fell into deep thought: When did Zhanghua have this traditional special food?

Visitors from the prairie were full of praise, and they all expressed their desire to bring this production method back. They have flour, cheese, beef and mutton, and this special spice cannot be found for a while.

"Don't worry everyone, this spice is the recipe of the Shen family, the largest spice family in Zhanghua. There will be more such things when the mutual market opens."

Shen Shan raised his head and looked at An Yinong with a friendly smile.

An Yinong nodded slightly to him. Although he didn't say anything, Shen Shan knew that it was telling him that the formula of this spice would become the Shen family's formula.

But Shen Shan didn't know if this was part of the official reward, or the behavior of the young Zhizhou himself.

The banquet was held amidst laughter and laughter.

Not only did they exchange delicious food, they also exchanged fine wine. Although the alcohol content of these wines was not high, An Yinong was also drunk after drinking one by one. .

During the banquet, the grassland people usually sing and dance, and this time they also lit a bonfire.

Both young and middle-aged people ran to the campfire and twisted their bodies.Women's dances are gentle and men's dances are strong. The combination is like mountains and flowing water, with a kind of free, warm and unrestrained.

They also invited An Yinong to come. Unexpectedly, this young official went up wearing a vermilion official uniform. The firelight printed his young and handsome face with a bright smile.

Shen Shan, who was full of thoughts, kept looking at him by the campfire.

An Yinong danced and sang with them.They went around twice, and he had already imitated this song in an unfamiliar language to seven or eight points.His singing is clear and lofty, like a goshawk soaring above this desert oasis.

The passionate prairie pearl was attracted by him and came to dance with him, but he took a step back and retreated into the young men, tactfully rejecting such admiration.

The young male dancers didn't know what was going on, but they handed An Yinong a mask made of beast skulls, with shiny silver tassels hanging from the mask, and there was a soft bell sound when it moved.

An Yinong knew what it was, a mask that represented identity, and it was also a gesture of favor from friends in the prairie.He put on the mask, revealing only his chin and lips, and a pair of softly glowing eyes.

He danced the same dance as them, but with the strength of a man and the softness of a woman, he mixed with the dancing crowd, which was both harmonious and unique.

Gu Zhengzhong, who was outside the crowd, kept looking at him, while An Yinong, who was in the crowd, looked back at him from time to time, his eyes warmer than a campfire.

An Yinong, who didn't understand the language, didn't know what he was singing, but Gu Zhengzhong knew that it was a love song about a man chasing a woman:

"You are the bright moon in the grassland, falling on my heart..."

"You are the bright moon of the grassland..." Another voice whispered behind him, and Gu Zhengzhong turned his head to see the Patriarch of the Shen family. He felt displeased that his treasure was being peeped at.

The half-drunk and half-awake An Yinong stretched out his hands and clapped his hands, wearing a bone mask and circling around with people. Suddenly, the incense of burning wood from the bonfire brought an elegant scent of the Central Plains. He turned around and saw a familiar belt. smiling face.

The wind stopped, the fire stopped, and the hustle and bustle of the world faded away.

An Yinong gently took off the bone mask, his eyes filled with joy filled his whole world.