Mirror of the Sky

Chapter 161: "pilgrimage"

After talking incessantly, Ying Shun banged his head **** the ground with 'Bounce...' knocked his head a few times, then took a few breaths, and felt that his body was completely stiff and fell on the ground no longer. Make a sound, only the heart is beating faster and faster.

I don't know how long it took, he heard Zhang Huansheng ask quietly: "If it's just because of your good business, you can still say that you are born smart, and you have to support your family since you were a child. Knowledgeable, he became a natural businessman.

But you just pointed out the changes in the pattern of the West Forest, the various political strategies of the West King Gersam of the Forest, and the rebellious actions of his successors, but it is definitely not something that can be explained by a natural intelligence.

In addition, you are a boy who was born in Shuli and has just eaten for half a year, but you have the courage to teach the proprietor to do things, and you seem to be righteous in your conversation. There must be something strange in it.

Tell me, what's going on? "

"Young master, Xiao is not actually a native of Quanguo Fengfeng City, but was born in the West Floor City in the forest," Ying Shun replied with a slightly trembling voice: "Xiao's father used to be a Ranger of Quanguo, and his mother was a Ranger. It was Yan Huang Xiaobang, the daughter of the doctor of Li Guo, who had been destroyed by Quan Guo.

Back then, the two of them were all captured by barbarians and caught on the grassland. Although their family backgrounds were very different, they depended on each other, so they became husband and wife, and they have always been very affectionate.

Although he fell into a barbarian state and was exploited by others, his father farmed for barbarian nobles and grazing in slack farming, while his mother raised silkworms, spun silk, and weaved and made cloth.

After giving birth to me, another six or seven years passed. There was a severe winter, and heavy snow fell on the grasslands. The young father and many Yanhuang survivors made a mistake when repairing the pastoral pen that had been blown down by the wind, and ran away. Hundreds of cattle and horses were lost.

This is the crime of destroying the family. If you run, you will die. If you don’t run, you will die. So, being forced to do so, the young parents had to risk their lives and take me out of Bancheng.

To make a long story short, later, by luck, the family went through hardships and dangers to get out of the tiger's mouth and ran to the 'splashing wind' to settle down. Little orphans and widows struggle to get by.

However, although life was difficult, the young mother taught the young to read and literate since childhood. Without pen, ink, paper, inkstone and books, she used branches to write on the sand and soil. I have read all the historical anthologies, and I have also dabbled in miscellaneous books such as "Warring States Policy", so the young ones seem to be more clever than children of the same age..."

"I understand," Zhang Huansheng had already guessed the reason for Yingshun's difference from these few sentences, and interrupted him: "After reading "Warring States Policy", it is no wonder that Shicai can speak freely. Talking about it, he accused the barbarian king of his way of governing.

You have a good mother, who was in such a predicament and even enlightened you.

And since you were born in the Western Regions in the forest, you only escaped when you were six or seven years old. You are young and vigorous and have read the book knowledge of the way of etiquette. Poor people in the same situation before are normal things.

However, the West Region in the forest is no more than two trips to the East Region, where all the tribes are connected, and everything has to be considered long-term.

Let's go and summon Sang Maoshuang. Let's start a caravan and go shopping in the eastern part of the forest to see if there is a chance to get a recommendation letter from the great nobleman, and then go to the Western Regions. Late. "

"Yes, my son will bring it with you, the youngest will go to the shopkeeper Sang." Hearing this, Ying Shun gave Zhang Huansheng a few heavy kowtows in surprise, stood up, shook his body, turned and turned towards Zhang Huansheng. Rush out the door.

Zhang Huansheng called him to a halt and said, "Don't rush to go, Yongshun, tell me first, is the word 'Yingshun' your baby name or a big one?"

"It's a baby name," Yingshun replied softly, "The little serious name is Liu and Haoyuan."

"Since you have the bloodline of a doctor of Yanhuang Fengguo, and you read books and know the etiquette, don't always be in front of me, small, small and self-proclaimed," Zhang Xuansheng said: "Don't kowtow at every turn, just bow your hands and salute. .

And in the future, I will call you Manager Liu or Hao Yuan, and you will call me the proprietor, and that's it. "

"Yes, Proprietor." Liu Haoyuan only felt a heat in his heart when he heard the words, but he resisted it, gave a deep salute, replied with a trembling voice, turned around and staggered out of the wooden door.

In the next two days, the yellow and white things opened the way, and after a lot of busywork, a caravan of hundreds of people was born in Pofeng City, and they set off in a mighty manner, trudging toward the forest frontier.

After a month and a half, more than 600,000 surviving Yan and Huang prisoners of war were rescued by Zhang Huansheng and returned to an overseas island.

Then most of the people in the caravan were sent back to Pofeng by Zhang Huansheng. He took Liu Haoyuan alone, dressed as a young nobleman and a valet in the forest, riding two horses and heading towards the forest people. Holy Mountain, Boghan Ullah goes.

The Boghan Ula Mountains lie squarely on the grassland, and are hundreds of miles in length and width. There are countless peaks that go straight into the clouds. From a distance, it looks like a seal that can only be used by a **** emperor. , suppressed on the earth, it is truly breathtaking.

And the tent of the four kings in the forest is divided into four directions, located at the foot of the Boghan Ula Mountain.

Among them, the tribe of the East King was built close to the densely populated lake area, with abundant water resources, the land can be pastured and cultivated, and it has the benefits of fishing and hunting, which makes it extraordinarily prosperous.

Zhang Huansheng and Yingshun had been running around for a few days, but before they could see the Boghan Ula Mountain, they only saw the outlines of peaks in the distance. , riding a giant wolf, was letting his mounts drink water by a rippling lake, and he was sitting on the ground and resting on the ground.

Although both of them look like barbarians in the forest, this place is already under the direct jurisdiction of the Eastern King~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There are still people in the cavalry who shout from a distance and ask: "This is not the day of pilgrimage, which one are you? The nobles of the tribe, what are you doing here?"

The situation is delicate at this moment. If you turn a deaf ear to the shouting, it is very likely that the next step will be the pursuit of this team of wolf cavalry. But to tell the truth, it is a bit inappropriate. Zhang Huansheng rolled his eyes and tried to imitate the accent of the forest. The voice replied: "Are you warriors cavalry under the command of the great man in charge of the tent in the East Forest?

I'm a businessman who went to the big tent to ask for an appointment with the head of Unger, or I can meet a noble girl named Saren. "

What he said consciously was not leaking, and he deliberately took out the token that Unger had given him, and shook it lightly in his hand.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the voice fell, the cavalry team in the distance exchanged glances with each other, stood up in unison, hurriedly turned on their mounts, and ran towards Zhang Huansheng and Ying Shun to surround them.

Feeling an invisible killing air, Yingshun's face suddenly turned pale, and Zhang Huansheng thought to himself: "Where is the flaw? There are no monks in this team of cavalry, so they killed him. Also simple.

I'm afraid that in case of an accident, the trouble is not small...", but there was still a smile on his face.

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