Golden Greenery

Yang Yi was really speechless. In just a few years, many Zorro's had sprung up on the land of the Kingdom of Leon, giving the impression that there were blindfolded robbers everywhere. They all picked up their swords, scratched people's bodies without saying a word, and then grabbed things, even half a pumpkin.

The people here are really uncreative and don't know how to change their names. They all think of Zorro. But that's okay, no one can figure out who the real Zorro is.

Many people speculated that it was His Royal Highness Bermudo, the prince of the Kingdom of Leon, but this prude refused to deny or admit it. When he came to chat with Yangyi, he even said seriously that he was determined to act chivalrously and righteously in the name of God, robbing the rich and giving to the poor.

Yang Yi really wanted to spit in his face: Your family is the king, okay?

Even though Manguo was wearing a black blindfold, it did not hinder the activities of Yang Yi, the real 'Zorro', as he always did robberies in his spare time. However, Yang Yi's robbery was not to make money. It was useless for him to get so much money alone.

In addition to maintaining a necessary life, he needs to look for clues everywhere, and the money is for this expense.

On this day, Yang Yi went to the Zanaris River Basin in the middle of the peninsula, where there were many dense villages. He heard people say that strange-looking people had appeared nearby.

The Zanaris River was already the hinterland of the Caliphate, and the cannibals called the river 'Madrid'.

After wandering around for more than a month, he found nothing worthy of his attention, so he rode back to Porto. When passing through the western mountains, he encountered a horse team, a large cannibal horse team.

There were a total of more than 20 people and more than 30 horses, all wearing white robes and turbans, and more than half of them had scimitars on their waists.

They brought with them a prison car made of simple wooden sticks. Inside was a woman who was tied up like a pig and looked like she was dying.

This situation is very common. The woman may be a slave or a criminal. There is nothing unusual about it. Even if she is a woman called "Kunlun Slave" by the Tang Dynasty, it is not unusual.

They are called black girls or black female slaves here, and there are many of them. After all, across the southern sea is the Kunlun continent called "Africa", which Junior Brother Chen Tuan calls. It is the hometown of all Kunlun slaves, that is, black people.

The mountain road was not wide, so Yang Yi wisely stepped aside. There were many people on the other side, so he did not take him seriously as he was riding alone, and slowly passed by him.

It was a common thing, but this time Yang Yi was moved by the woman's pleading eyes. The woman kept staring at him, her eyes full of despair and appeal for survival.

"Hey,

I bought your slave girl. "

The leading big eater pulled the reins of the horse, looked at Yang Yi strangely, and shook his head: "She is not a female slave, and we will not sell her."

"How about five gold coins?"

"Stranger, I told you, I won't sell it."

"Seven gold coins, no more."

"roll!"

The answer to the big cannibal was Yang Yi’s sword.

After a fierce battle, there were more than twenty cannibal corpses on the ground, and no one escaped. This place is not too far from Porto. Since the true face is revealed, especially the appearance of the Central Plains people, Yang Yi must not leave a single person alive.

This time he was also slightly injured. After all, there were many people on the other side, and some of them had quite a lot of combat experience and were not weak.

However, after plundering their valuable belongings and stringing together more than thirty horses, Sheep felt that the injury was worth it.

The black woman was brought back to Porto by being tied up with sheep on horseback. She had no strength to ride on her own. When passing by the market halfway, the sheep, wearing a white robe and a turban, covered his face tightly, sold his horse in exchange for half a bag of gold coins.

Yang Yi's manor is actually a two-entry courtyard of a wealthy farmer's house in the Central Plains, not a garden with water, bridges, flower beds and woods. After returning here for a few days, Yang Yi's injury healed and the woman came back to life.

Only then did he realize that she was quite beautiful.

Her name was Behaia, and she was the daughter of the leader of a tribe called Jonfra among the Berber people in northern Africa. To put it more loosely, she could be considered a princess.

However, her tribe is no longer there. During the joint battle with the cannibal Emir of Nakl, the Junfra tribe was betrayed by the tribe next to it, and everyone basically died. In fact, a tribe with several thousand people cannot withstand death. Basically, if 70% to 80% of the prime-age males die, then the tribe is gone.

Behaia's family members all died, and she was given to the Emir of Nakr as a trophy, but was robbed by the Emir from Cordoba, and then ended up here in the north of the Mediterranean inexplicably.

When she met Yang Yi, she had been snatched away for the fourth time, and she had no idea who it would be given to.

Behaiya does not look dark. The Berbers are originally a mixture of pure black race and Mediterranean race, and they have been mixed since the Phoenician times. The Phoenicians and the Yin Shang in the Central Plains were about the same time, two thousand years ago.

In the terms of the literature and art of the Song Dynasty, Behaiya is a graceful black, like a cup of strong tea in the morning, completely different from Mori black, which is sincere and thorough, like the ink in an inkstone.

She was snatched around like a pig, her only value being her beauty.

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Yang Yi needs someone to help him manage the 'manor', and this person must be reliable. After all, the gold and property he robbed are hidden in the cellar under the house, and there are some other secrets about his identity in it.

And someone also needs to be responsible for recruiting farmers to cultivate the nearby land, and often go to the territory to collect some taxes. Sheep doesn't care about the crops and taxes, but he must use them to cover his generosity.

Behaiya is alone and homeless, and she has seen the world to some extent as a 'princess', so she is obviously an ideal choice for a housekeeper. The sheep seemed to be able to trust her because he had saved her life.

However, if you want to fully trust her, you have to let her be your own woman and be willing to be your own woman.

It has been almost thirty years since I left Dali Evergreen Valley. Time can smooth everything out. Yang Yi now needs another woman.

In fact, the four-hundred-year-old Yang Yi is not very good at dealing with women, and he doesn't know how to please women. He only knows that he can't use force in this matter, as that would be boring.

So, a month after returning to the manor, he bought a large barrel of wine made from grape juice and half a sheep from the market. Barbecue and wine, this eating routine should not change for thousands of years.

The fragrant mutton was sizzling with oil. Yang Yi invited Behaiya to have dinner, and then the two drank half a barrel of wine while talking and laughing. In the end, Behaiya had to hold on to the wall when going to the hut.

Lying on the bed, Yang Yi opened his big round eyes, thinking about entering Behaiya's room in half a stick of incense. If she screamed or resisted, he would turn around and leave immediately, and would never do anything rude. thing.

The door creaked, and before the sheep could recover, the naked Behaiya got into his bed.