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Chapter 128 Return to Beichu
"A Yuan, when spring starts and the snow on the grassland has melted, I want to go to the grassland."

Gou Yue stuffed the last piece of roasted pork into her mouth.

Her mother's body has not been found until now. She feels that she is ashamed of her mother and must find it as soon as possible so that her mother can sleep peacefully.

Wen Yuanzhi said nothing. He knew that Gou Yue had her own things to do.

"Ask Jin Ge and the others to accompany you, so that you can take care of more than one person."

"No, it's not easy to hide your whereabouts when there are more people."

"Then when will you be back?"

"I will come back when I find my mother's bones."

At the beginning of spring, there is still a faint chill in the wind.

Gou Yue left Liangzhu alone.

The further north you go, the colder it gets.

Gou Yue tied the horse to the tree and rubbed his hands that were so cold that they couldn't straighten them.

Fortunately, I had to take the deer velvet cloak with me when I left.

She hugged a few dry branches on the ground, took out the fire folding bag from her arms, and covered herself with a deer velvet cloak.

Only then did it slow down a little.

The grassland is vast and sparsely populated, and they are all nomadic herdsmen. It is normal to ride horses on the grassland for a long time without seeing anyone.

Not to mention wanting to rest in this inn at night.

Since leaving Liangzhu, Gou Yue has not slept in bed again.

Wherever you go, you sleep.

Fortunately, she was used to sleeping outdoors with escorts in the early years, so she didn't feel any discomfort.

Everything was silent. As soon as I closed my eyes, there was the sound of galloping horses' hooves, the sound of sharp knives cutting through the air, and the sound of women and children running for their lives.

Gou Yue's hearing was different from ordinary people's and her hearing was not clear, but she never doubted herself.

One wave of horse hooves sounds in an orderly manner, while another wave of horse hooves sounds chaotic.

Sounds like a chase!

Gou Yue got up and flew on her horse. She wanted to see what was going on.

When Gou Yue arrived, the battle was already over.

The faint smell of blood lingers in the wilderness.

Following the smell, Gou Yue came to an open space.

There were countless people lying in confusion in front of them. Almost every one of them had missing limbs and flesh and blood.

The blood dyed the grass beneath him red, seeping drop by drop into the soil, glowing a dark red.

The women in the tribe wiped their tears and went to test their breath one by one.

When they were able to breathe, they worked together to lift them onto the carriage and pull them back to the tribe.

As soon as Gou Yue approached, these women immediately became alert.

Although women who have been on the grassland for many years are not as good as men in bending a bow and mounting a horse, they still have the ability to defend themselves for a few moments.

Seeing that these people regarded themselves as enemies, Gou Yue quickly dismounted and explained his purpose.

The prairie man thought that the person was a woman, so he put down the scimitar in his hand.

There were so many injured people that the horses pulling the cart were tired.

No one had time to pay attention to Gou Yue, who naturally joined them.

After pulling out the last carload of wounded soldiers, Gou Yue followed them back to the tribe.

It's said to be a tribe, but it's actually just a few pots set up in an open space.

The older children were busy cooking, while the younger ones slept on the felt next to the fire.

The injured men leaned against each other, holding a bowl of mutton bone soup with a few oily flowers floating in their hands.

A woman handed Gou Yue a night soup, "Girl, you look like a grassland person. Were you also kicked out by the Chahar tribe?"

Gou Yue took the soup and took a sip out of politeness.

Before I even took the mutton bone soup into my mouth, a strong smell of mutton had already exploded in my mouth.

Gou Yue pretended to hold the bowl, but actually didn't drink a sip.

"I'm half a prairie man. I don't often stay in the prairie."

The woman added a handful of wood to the fire, and the flame that was about to die out started to beat again when it hit the dry wood.

"What do you mean by the Chahar tribe? Why did they drive people away?"

"The people in Chahar are the bad guys. When I grow up, I will drive them out of the grassland." The child nestling next to the woman shouted loudly when he heard the words Chahar.

The woman stroked the child's head and said to Gou Yue, "Chahar has grown stronger in the past few years. The men have grown stronger, and even the horses have become smooth and smooth."

"Their pastures are not particularly good, and their cattle and sheep don't grow well. We traded with them in the early years."

Gou Yue said, "Trade? What are the transactions used for?"

"The pasture of our Zuochi tribe is one of the best in the entire grassland. The pasture of Chahar is not good, so we plan to set aside a piece of it for the Chahar people every year when the pasture is rich. In return, Chahar will use that year's pasture. cattle and sheep in exchange.”

"Isn't it nice that you both get what you need."

"It was good at first. We could get a group of cattle and sheep every year. But then I didn't know what kind of leader came from Chahar. I felt that they were taking care of the grassland every year, so why did we need to give it every year? We cattle and sheep.”

"Then they stopped letting people from our tribe go to the pasture, and then they kicked us out of the pasture."

When Gou Yue walks around the world, he usually despises the things where the strong bullies the weak.

"Then you just let them drive out? Why don't you drive them back to their territory."

"Girl, you've seen it too. It's not that we won't fight them, it's just that their tribe is too strong. They have more people than us, and their weapons are sharper than ours. After annexing several small tribes, they have become more and more rampant."

Conflicts between tribes over grabbing pasture and water sources are very common.

Generally, there won't be any big fights if they are just messing around.

At first glance, the situation of the Zuochi tribe is that the Chahar tribe has killed them.

"Is there no tribe that can compete with Chahar? If Chahar annexes it like this, sooner or later the entire grassland will belong to them."

The woman hesitated and said nothing.

There is no other reason than that no one can match Chahar's strength.

"The surrounding small tribes are basically in the same situation as us, and they were driven to the Gobi Desert."

"Then why don't you unite and deal with Chahar together?"

"To tell you the truth, girl, the small tribes around us have always refused to deal with us. Before Chahar, our tribes were also in constant disputes. How can we unite?"

Gou Yue is also half a prairie man and has a certain understanding of things on the prairie.

"What kind of disputes caused you to unite to take back your homeland at this juncture? Are you willing to let the children of the tribe sleep outside in the open without even a tent?" "The girl doesn't know, our area In addition to Chahar, there are also several tribes including Mannai, Zhat, and Wuqin.”

"There are only those places where the grass grows well and there is water suitable for grazing. Everyone wants to occupy more and drive out the people from Zuochi. Several other tribes are afraid and offer their pastures one after another, just to have a little peace. "

Chahar's fight against Zuo Chi must have also consumed his energy.

After Chahar recuperates, several surrounding small tribes can continue to live in peace, and it will only be a matter of time before they are annexed by Chahar.

Gou Yue knew the stakes and could no longer give Chahar a chance to breathe.

They are trying to dominate Monan. What happens after they dominate Monan?Are you going to Mobei?Are you going to the Royal Court?
Gou Yue brought two half-year-old children from the Zuochi tribe. They knew the roads of each tribe, and it would be much easier to do things with them.

The Wuqin tribe was the largest tribe tortured by Chahar.

The leader of the tribe is an old man with a gray beard.

The leader is old, but he is still very energetic.

Zuo Chi and Wu Qin were not friendly. They fought back and forth for many years over the use of the river.

Seeing Gou Yue and the others entering the tribe, the people in Wuqin didn't look good.

Gou Yue didn't talk nonsense with the leader and directly stated his intention.

She came to unite the tribes to fight against Chahar.

Unexpectedly, the leader became furious after hearing this, saying that Gou Yue was not from Wuqin, so he would not think about Wuqin.

Without fighting, they in Wuqin would still have enough to eat, and every household in the tribe would have strong men.

Once the war started, could the women in the tribe still have husbands, and could the children in the tribe have fathers? As the leader of the tribe, Wuqin had worked hard all his life to have the life he had now. If he went to war again, what would happen to future generations? Speaking of which, one would say that his leader is incompetent.

Gou Yue was helpless at the leader's short-sightedness and said bluntly, "There must be a battle between Wuqin and Chahar. If I try now, there is an [-]% chance that I can strangle Chahar to death in the cradle. If it takes a few more days, When Chahar grows stronger, won’t Wuqin have to fight at that time? I’m afraid it will be like Zuochi now, without even a place to stay.”

The leader was still unmoved after hearing this. Gou Yue had nothing to say and stood up to leave.

Before leaving the tent, Gou Yue turned to the leader and said, "If you don't want to fight, you are just worried about your reputation. Anyway, I am old, and the new leader will take office in a few years, and then we will have nothing to do with you in the war." On your head. If you value your reputation so much, you should not be a leader here. You should write a storybook and write down all your great achievements."

"Stop!" The leader's beard trembled in anger.

"What? You want to hit me?"

The warriors of Zuochi, Wuqin, Mannai, and Zate gathered together.

The heads were covered in black, and accompanied by hoarse shouts, they surged up and down like a tide.

The vultures in the sky also seem to smell the breath of death. They hover low in the sky and make bursts of high-pitched and harsh calls.

Gou Yue got on the war horse again, feeling a little unfamiliar. The memory of the war horse and the confrontation between the two armies seemed to be a lifetime ago.

There are not so many twists and turns on the grassland. Whoever wins, this land belongs to him!
In front of the station, Gou Yue promised each tribe that if Chahar could be defeated this time, each participating tribe would divide the robbed land according to the number of participants.

Several tribes have been at war with each other for decades. According to Gou Yue's division method, they all feel that they are at a disadvantage.

However, if we don't unite, let alone divide the land, we will only be able to continue to be eroded by Chahar.

The Chahar people were tyrannical in Monan. When they saw each other, they were all following a woman. The leader smiled and joked with his subordinates that he wanted to tie Gou Yue to his tent and kill her tonight.

He didn't know that what Gou Yue most resembled her mother was her ability to cross paths with a hundred steps.

Before leader Chahar could see Gou Yue's appearance clearly, he was already shot off his horse by Gou Yue's arrow.

Go to war!
Gou Yue took the lead, shouting and charging into the enemy army.

Chang Ning took out her sheath, and a cold light suddenly appeared.

Steaming blood slid down Chang Ning. Gou Yue tightened her grip on Chang Ning, and with a backhand, the person opposite him fell off his horse.

The warriors of the following tribe were not far behind, and their jagged swords plunged straight into the enemy's chest.

The horses' hooves sticking to the ground made a rhythmic and dull sound as they charged, and followed Gou Yue with unstoppable momentum to launch the final attack on the Chahar people.

The leader's life or death was uncertain, and the morale of the Chahar people was greatly reduced.

In just two hours, the Chahar people threw away their armor and fled, not even taking away their injuries.

Each tribe was grateful for Gou Yue's help, and asked Gou Yue to drink their kumiss before letting him go.

Gou Yue thought that she still had important things to do. She had already been delayed here for more than a month and could not delay any longer.

The morning sun turns the morning mist into dew.

Gou Yue left the Zuochi tribe, one person and one horse, just like when she first came.

Monan walked north for two days and was not far from the royal court.

Gou Yue has a small house of her own in Wangting. After being away from Liangzhu for so long, Gou Yue can finally sleep comfortably.

When they heard that the new king of the royal court was the child that His Majesty disliked the least, Gou Yue had vaguely guessed that it was Yuanyi.

She was very fond of that child, both as his teacher and as his aunt.

In Wang Ting's small house, everything is not much different from what it was back then.

The only thing that is different from back then is probably the thick dust floating in the house.

After I left that year, I was afraid that no one would ever open the door to this house again.

Standing in the room, there is a strong sense of fragmentation from time.

The furnishings in the room have not changed, the water in the tea cup has dried up, and the tea leaves are dry and clinging to the wall of the cup.

In the big box made of camphor wood, there are the clothes Gou Yue often wears on the grassland.

Gou Yue rubbed the delicate patterns on her clothes, carefully picked them up and traced them on herself.

"Clap."

A string of turquoise quotations slipped out of the pocket.

Gou Yue picked up the quota and walked to the window.

Perhaps because it has been in the pocket, there is no trace of time on the turquoise, and it still shines brightly when placed in the sun.

Gou Yue took off the bun she had tied randomly on the back of her head, sat in front of the window and braided her hair into a prairie style again.

With two dark green hairbands mixed in the two braids and a turquoise forehead, Gou Yue returned to her original appearance.

Most of the people living in the royal court were nobles from Northern Chu.

Gou Yue had little interaction with them back then, and now she doesn't want to talk to them much.

Later, when Gou Yue went outside to change food, she met Yuanyi head-on.

Yuanyi is now taller, stronger, and more majestic than before, with more heroic spirit than he had when he was young.

He is now the new master of the royal court and is no longer the child who was bullied.

She once said that when Yuanyi grows up and can leave the palace, it will be a new world.

Yuan Yi must have also seen her, and ran over from a distance and called her teacher.

He may not be able to recognize Taran, but he must recognize Gou Yue.

"Aunt Taran?" Yuanyi looked at Gou Yue's turquoise forehead and was in a daze.

(End of this chapter)