Revisiting the homeland should laugh at me
Qi Yan sat in the carriage, opened the curtains and looked at the scenery outside.
The team marched for a month and finally crossed the Tiangua Luoshui. Since the Wei State took over the northern side, several piers have been built on both sides of the Luoshui River, and the people around Luochuan have also built large and small boats for ferrying.
In Qi Yan's memory, the north and south sides of Luoshui are two completely different worlds. There is an endless grassland in the north, cattle and sheep are everywhere, and different tribes live by the water and grass, and migrate with the grassland. The tents with cone tops and pillars are the scenery that can never be seen in the south.
But…
After getting off the boat, Qi Yan was greeted by a majestic city. The plaque on the city gate was engraved with two characters - Beiguan City.
The city gate guards are even more nondescript, their majestic bodies are wrapped in the coarse cloth of Wei State, with slightly yellowed hair and amber eyes, and wearing a hat of Wei State official on their head.
They held the machetes used by the prairie people around their waists, held the spears used by the soldiers of the Wei State, blocked Qi Yan's convoy, and in a blunt official language of the Wei State, they shouted: "Beijing City is important, stop and search. "
Qi Yan heard the sound and pushed open the door of the carriage, and what she saw was such a scene.
She was stunned, with mixed feelings in her heart.
Although most of the surviving grassland people in Luobei are from the Tuba tribe, in Qi Yan's memory: these warriors look like they are galloping on horseback with loose hair and animal skins.
Qi Yan stood on the carriage and looked up at the plaque on the city wall. On the city wall, someone could vaguely be seen patrolling. The high city wall stretched out to both sides, with no end in sight.
This wall seemed to want to encircle the entire Luobei, and it also weighed heavily on Qi Yan's heart, breaking and blurring the memories of the grasslands that had been worn away and faded by time.
Not Xiao Qiyan spoke, and the scout who accompanied him walked forward with the court documents, and read the above content in a blunt Prairie dialect.
Qi Yan calmly watched the few prairie people wrapped in Wei clothes at the door, and saw that they put away the weapons in their hands, and knelt on one knee on the ground without even verifying the authenticity of the documents.
When the scouts saw the strange manners of these people, they also felt that their faces were strange, and there was a trace of contempt in their eyes.
Qi Yan fixed her gaze on the few prairie people kneeling on the ground with their heads lowered, and returned to the carriage without saying a word.
The captain of the guard on horseback waved his hand, and the convoy moved again.
The city wall of Beiguan City is very thick. The carriage walked for a while before passing through the city wall. Qi Yan opened the car window and saw a street that was almost the same as the city of Wei Kingdom. There were few shops inside and the streets were scattered I can see a few pedestrians, most of whom are grassland people.
Some of them are still wearing the old clothes of the grassland, and some have changed into the clothes of the Wei Kingdom. All the plaques of the shops are written in two kinds of characters.
Qi Yan lowered the curtain of the car, the scorching sun was in the sky, it was noon, but it was a little dark in the car.
Although the Tuba tribe was driven here by the plow army led by the prairie tigers more than ten years ago, but now, the base camp of the Tuba tribe has migrated to the hinterland of the grassland, Yanran Mansion, where the water and grass are the most fertile.
According to the current schedule, at least two days to go.
The team stopped at the post house in Beiguan City and rested overnight.
At night, Qi Yan couldn't fall asleep. She heard the watchman on the street knock on the clapper of the third watch. She went to the ground in the dark with her clothes on, and pushed open the window.
The full moon hangs alone, without stars.
Dark clouds fluttering, breeze.
The last time Qi Yan appeared in this area, she was the prince of the prairie Qiyan Agula.
She was forced by Ding Yi's men and horses to the banks of the Luoshui River and jumped off the cliff while riding a stream of fire.
Seventeen years later, everything has changed.
The grassland has changed, and so has I.
…
That night, Qi Yan was sleepless all night, she had been standing by the bed watching the full moon disappear, Dongfang Lubai...
At dawn, the team set off again, and when they left Beiguan City, they finally had the appearance of some grasslands.
Qi Yan rolled up the car window again and breathed a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, Nangong Rang didn't want to invest too much money in Luobei, but just built the city, and the landscape of the grasslands still remained outside the city.
This season is the time when the green grass is sprouting, the vast expanses of tender green are endless, and the air is filled with a faint earthy fragrance.
The people of Wei are not used to this kind of road. There is no so-called official road here. It is all green, and there are no mountains or woods. It is easy to lose your way when you walk in it for a long time.
The scout took out a triangular command flag from his arms, held it high, and rushed to the front of the team with a horse belly.
The honor guard followed the scouts to the depths of the grassland, and even after walking for a long time, they could see the shadows of some cities. The distance between the vast grasslands and the cities was very far.
Stop-and-go along the way, and scouts should occasionally ask the team to stop and run forward alone, standing on horseback to check the track of the carriage to ensure they are walking in a straight line.
Seeing this scene, Qi Yan laughed secretly in her heart: Are you worthy of being a scout with such ability? Most of the children in the grasslands get on horseback at the age of three, and can recognize the way at the age of five. It seems that they are born with the ability to distinguish the grassland, and they can judge the position from the growth of the grassland with a casual glance.
After walking for three more days, a city that was as magnificent as Beiguan City appeared in sight: Yanran Mansion.
During the process of entering the city, Qi Yan saw a bulge on the west side of the carriage.
This is the only high mountain in the whole grassland, Momo Mountain.
The Dangli people used to live at the foot of the Momo Mountain, which is the home of Qiyan Agula.
Qi Yan took a deep look at Momo Mountain, and the mountain in her memory shrunk a lot. She put down the curtain of the car, and her face was indifferent and could not see a trace of abnormal emotion, but the pair of fists hidden under the wide sleeves were already clenched white and trembling slightly.
The gates of the city opened, and Anujin, the Jiedushi envoy of Kitakyushu, led the tribe out of the city for ten li to greet him.
The scout handed the document to Anujin's entourage, and Pegasus returned.
Scout: "Report! Report to your lord, Jiedushi from Kitakyushu personally led the tribe out of the city for ten miles to greet him."
Qi Yan: "Got it, tell the honor guard to slow down."
Scout: "Yes!"
…
The carriage stopped, Qian Tong jumped out of the carriage, took the pedals, put them away, and knocked on the door of the carriage: "Sir, it's here."
Qi Yan pushed open the door, got out of the carriage, and stepped out of the carriage slowly with the help of Qian Tong.
Anujin rode a pure black horse, wearing soft armor with half a wolf's skin hanging around his waist, and cowhide boots on his feet, seeing this scene with contempt.
Anujin was the eldest son of Erihe, and he was a young man when the steppe fell. Unlike his father, Anujin still had an inexplicable sense of superiority in his bones. Even though he wears the official uniform of the Wei State and pays tribute every year, he despises the weak Wei people in his bones.
And Qi Yan's image completely fits Anujin's stereotype of Wei literati - thin, weak, and even more comical, there is no hair on her lips.
Qi Yan is also looking at Anujin, with yellow eyes and yellow hair, a curly beard, his hair has been turned into several small braids and twisted on top of his head into a bun of a Wei country man, and his exploding muscles reveal soft armor. Showing the outline, the facial features are as tough as a knife, and he is sitting on a tall horse holding the reins with one hand, his chin is slightly raised, and he looks arrogant.
It stands to reason that Qi Yan is an imperial envoy, and Anujin should dismount and salute. But the other party was slow to wait for Qi Yan to take the initiative to step forward.
All the accompanying Wei people were very dissatisfied with Anujin's rudeness, but Anujin and his entourage lined up in a row, all with fierce backs and fierce faces, it was too shocking.
Qian Tong pressed the sword on his waist and took a half-step towards Qi Yan, and said in a low voice, "Sir, do you want to invite them to come over?"
Qi Yan didn't look sideways, hooked the corner of her mouth, and said lightly: "No need."
Qian Tong: "Yes."
Qi Yan's right forearm is perpendicular to his forearm, his fingers are slightly bent into fists and buckled on his abdomen, his left hand hangs naturally at his side, his feet are open, and his waist is straight: the most standard standing posture for literati in Wei.
He looked at the dozens of burly men in front of him as if they were nothing, his eyes were calm like water, and there was a polite arc on his lips, and he looked at Anujin from a distance.
The atmosphere was extremely quiet, and neither of the two parties was willing to take a step first, and no one knew how long this deadlock would last.
On Qi Yan's side, many of the entourage secretly looked at Qi Yan, and when they saw the imperial envoy like this, they all gave a thumbs up in their hearts.
This is the integrity that the imperial envoy of the state of etiquette should have. Many people also straightened their waists and fixed their eyes on Anujin like Qi Yan.
Anujin never thought that this weak Wei people would come to such a hand, and his expression was a bit ugly.
It was not pleasant to be stared at by hundreds of pairs of eyes. Anujin took the lead in breaking the deadlock and shouted in blunt Wei Guo dialect, "Welcome to the envoy."
Qi Yan hated the Tuba clan no less than the Nangong royal family. The collapse of the support plow clan was directly related to the Tuba clan, so it was absolutely impossible for her to show weakness to the descendants of Erihe.
She originally wanted to ask the imperial edict to be read out on the spot to make the other party kneel and worship her, but she also understood the truth of Qianglong not suppressing the ground and snakes, so she suppressed the anger in her heart and boarded the carriage again.
However, in the eyes of the rest of the Wei people, Qi Yan's handling was very decent.
After entering the city, Anujin became uncharacteristically enthusiastic. His Wei Guo language was not very good, so he asked the scout to translate it to Qi Yan: He has prepared a banquet, please Qi Yan over.
Qi Yan readily agreed, and went to the inn to change into a clean set of official uniforms and went to the banquet with only Qian Tong, an entourage.
There were two roasted whole sheep in the banquet hall. When Qi Yan was seated, Anujin ordered someone to directly carry one of the whole sheep to Qi Yan's table. He personally came to Qi Yan and took out a small knife from his bosom. came out.
Qian Tong wanted to draw out his sword, but Qi Yan held Qian Tong's arm first as if he was a prophet.
Qian Tong: "Master?!"
Qi Yan stood up and took the knife from Anujin: "Thank you."
Anujin laughed loudly, raised his big fan-like hand, patted Qi Yan's shoulder, and went back to the main seat.