Chapter 9: Flowers Bloom in Spring No.57 The Master of the Grassland
Last time, Chaochao and the others went to rob others, but this time they are doing something special and we are going to be robbed!
Because the Wind Chasers were too conspicuous, they could easily arouse the suspicion of the Nakinba tribe if they disguised themselves as ordinary caravans at this critical moment. So Princess Peifu and her men, together with me, transformed themselves into Three Bone merchants heading south. Baimao led a large army to block the door of the Nakinba tribe, while a group of Wind Chasers warriors, led by the rough man Lao San, hid in the food and grass of the caravan.
Peggy and I drove the carriage and went out every day. After three or four days, we were finally robbed! (It always feels weird to say this...)
The beautiful Peifu was sent to honor the leader of the Najinba tribe, and I, dressed as a dirty servant, was thrown into the stable, and the food and grass of the entire caravan were dragged into the Najinba camp. On a dark and windy night, the warriors hiding in the food and grass and the prince who had received the news in advance worked together to easily annihilate the garrison that besieged the prince.
Baimao then pretended to have successfully rescued the enemy and returned to the capital. The Najinba tribe breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the army of the Zhuifeng tribe leave, and opened the city gates to let the "remnant soldiers" outside the city in. The white-haired iron cavalry and golden weapons that had been waiting for a long time flattened the Najinba city overnight.
The men of the Najinba tribe were indeed tough, and would rather fight to the end than surrender. Ah Zuo appealed to their emotions and reasoned with them, pointing out that Najinba was located in the far north with a harsh environment and scarce resources. If they followed the Wind Chasing Tribe, they could not only exchange for the urgently needed cattle, sheep, copper and iron, but also obtain food and grass relief in times of natural disasters and man-made disasters, and avoid the trade troubles caused by the inconvenience of roads. In this way, he finally persuaded the leader of Najinba to surrender to the Wind Chasing Tribe.
This battle was as swift as the wind, unstoppable, with very few casualties, and the most barbaric and powerful Najinba tribe was subdued, and the grassland was shaken. Azuo made a great contribution by persuading the Najinba tribe to surrender, and saved the life of the princess of the Three Bones tribe on the battlefield. In addition, Peifu insisted on it. When the leader of the Three Bones tribe was wavering, Baimao struck while the iron was hot and became sworn brothers with Azuo. So Peifu's father finally happily married Peifu to Azuo, the brother of the King of the Wind Chasing Tribe.
In this way, the battle was a complete victory, the lovers finally got married, and the Wind Chasing Clan became famous. Everyone was happy, but unfortunately... there was only one thing, I was hit by an arrow.
Originally, my horsemanship was at a low level, as Baimao said, "just not falling down". It was fine that I couldn't go to the battlefield to be heroic and majestic. At most, I could do technical work. I could hide behind the scenes to make plans and do my mental work, right? I couldn't go to the battlefield to have fun, but I could just take a look from the side, right? Who knew that the battlefield was not as well-dressed as described in novels and comics. To put it bluntly, the real fighting was chaos! Arrows were flying all over the sky, and I tripped and fell awkwardly without paying attention, and rushed towards Baimao who was riding on a warhorse and scolding Fang Chief! It happened in a flash. When Baimao turned around and saw me, an arrow flew towards him, and then... the unlucky girl across the century saved the hero, and the arrow pierced my arm...
At this time, everyone looked at me with admiration and love, thinking that I was fearless and stepped forward to block the arrow for Baimao. How could I say that I was just unlucky and got stuck? I couldn't tell anyone about such a shameful thing. Well, I went back and told Qingqing, Xiaotao and Xi Niang that I was so handsome and brave on the battlefield, not only did I defeat the Najinba tribe, but I also saved the life of the King of the Wind... Well, that's it. (Now you know where Xi Niang got those great impressions, right?)
Since I came to this world, my body's metabolism has been very slow. For more than two years, my hair has not grown much, my period has not come, and the recovery speed of injuries is also surprisingly slow. The only good thing is that there is no sign of aging. Now, this arrow is thick and long, and it is stuck in my bones. I won't go into the bloody surgical process of cutting flesh and breaking bones to remove the arrow. Anyway, I am used to the author torturing me when he is in a bad mood... The problem is that this large-scale injury left an obvious scar on my arm. The white-haired man looked at me, touched me, kissed me, licked me, and nibbled me every day with an apologetic look (why did he lick me?), and after a month, I finally couldn't stand it anymore!
"I say, why not just get a tattoo to cover it up." I impatiently pushed away the white-haired head that was approaching.
"Tattoo?" Baimao pondered for a moment, "Good idea! Why don't we get a tattoo together, you on your left arm and I on my right arm."
Then he called the tattoo artist who was more enthusiastic than me.
"Excuse me, miss, what kind of tattoo would you like?" the craftsman prepared his tools and asked respectfully.
What pattern? I really haven't thought about it... A tiger? Like a gangster... A rose? Like a prostitute... A fire? A dragon? Like a gangster... A portrait of Chairman Mao? Tyson will sue me for infringing his patent...
"Excuse me, may I ask how to write 穿 and 越 respectively in the Wind Chasing Tribe's writing?"
"……Why?"
Finally, I abstracted the Wind Chasing Tribe’s characters “穿越” beautifully on my left arm! But… why didn’t anyone tell me that tattoos in ancient times were so painful? ! !
What’s even more abominable is that the white-haired guy actually grinned lewdly and ordered the craftsman to tattoo “anti-time travel” on his right arm while I was crying!
Even this matter has eaten me up! Aww------! ! !
After the battle with the Najinba tribe, Peifu Azu held the Andami. The most powerful Wind Chasing tribe on the grasslands and the Three Bone Tribes officially formed an alliance, and their strength increased dramatically. The Wind Chasing Tribe was able to subdue the fierce Najinba tribe, which was a great shock to other tribes on the grasslands. As King Wind Chasing led his army to fight in all directions, various tribes on the grasslands came to submit one after another...
In the winter of the seventh year of Emperor Xidi of the Later Ming Dynasty, the last small tribe on the grassland outside the Great Wall surrendered to the Wind Chasing Tribe.
The Wind Chaser officially unified the areas outside the Great Wall.
Sitting cross-legged on the gorgeous furs in the palace, when the last tribe respectfully presented the surrender document, I suddenly realized that the man standing beside me with high spirits was the young king of this grassland! His beautiful, firm and radiant eyes looked at me deeply, waiting for my answer. Now he holds great power; now he is full of confidence; now he is looking forward to me with overwhelming confidence - this woman who gives him advice; brings him infinite inspiration; always supports him in awkward situations; always pours cold water on him and gives him instructions; a woman who is both willful and jealous, can smile and tell him "I am willing to marry you"...
Do I want to?
Winter passes in change and hesitation, but spring on the grassland is always full of vitality.
At the upcoming annual Bazang Festival, the grand festival on the grassland, Baimao will be officially crowned king and receive gifts from various tribes. Leaders from all regions will come to witness and congratulate, and of course another purpose is to establish a good relationship with the future master of the grassland, and Hou Ming is no exception.
Envoys from all over the country have arrived in recent days. The people in the palace have to renovate the palace to prepare for the festival and entertain the envoys. Everyone is so busy that they wish they could split each person into four halves! I, who eats free meals, am too embarrassed to continue to be lazy... I volunteered to run around and help the chief eunuch.
Actually, I did this just to keep myself busy so I don't have to worry about it. The Ba Zang Festival is equivalent to the Spring Festival of the Han people, and it is also a festival for men and women on the grassland to court. Looking at Bai Mao's beastly eyes, I know that the marriage will probably not be postponed until this festival... After half a year, I have already figured out that I like Bai Mao, but when it comes to marrying him... I, I really can't accept it for a while! Now I can only put it off for a day...
Sigh... I'm stuck in this painful thought again! Shaking my head, unwilling to think about it anymore, I grabbed the tray on the side and rushed towards Nana! Work, work...
"Nana, where are you going with all those plates? I'll help you!"
"Oh my dear aunt! Please take a rest! If the young master comes back and looks for you, he will tear me to pieces!"
"No, if he dares to tear you, I will ask the spoon to tear him apart! I am really too bored, just let me help~~"
"Forget it... I can't control you! The only one who can keep an eye on you in the entire grassland is the young master... Do whatever you want..."
"Hey~" I happily took a few boxes of cakes from her arms.
"But speaking of which, you really should go and take a look. The envoys from the Later Ming Dynasty have just met with the young master and are now resting in the side hall. These fruits and cakes are all sent to them."
The Wind Chasers believe that my hometown is the Later Ming Dynasty. It's not surprising that they say so. I'm too lazy to explain it, because I can't explain it anyway. Now I'm curious, who would the Emperor of the Later Ming Dynasty send as an envoy to the border areas?
Following Nana all the way to the side hall, the palace of the Wind Chasing Clan is not like the imperial palace, with so many walls and windows, but it is a bit like the palace of ancient Rome, with simple large pillars supporting a broad dome, and a very broad . Because of this, I saw from a distance that the man in gorgeous clothes sitting in the side hall was none other than a thin and vigorous man, with a straight figure, elegant manners, meticulous black hair, slender eyes, slightly upturned ends, a cold and steady voice, sharp and majestic eyes... He he he he he... Big Fox? ! ! !
