You Miao looked at Li Zhifeng's figure while flipping through the book, thinking about what he looked like when he changed into a fur coat and an iron battle skirt, but found that Li Zhifeng was also looking at the book intently.
"You haven't read the historical materials of your own clan?" You Miao asked.
Li Zhifeng shook his head slowly, the slave tattoo on the side of his neck was particularly distinct in the sunlight.
You Miao leaned in his arms and read the book with him. The book mentions that the Quanrong people where Li Zhifeng belonged only worshipped the strong and often killed each other. The men were strong, and all of them were born marksmen. Treating the Han people is like treating pigs and dogs beasts. When the barbarian borders in the northwest were uncivilized, when the food was in short supply, the Quanrong people often broke into the Great Wall to loot food, and even cannibalism occurred frequently.
"No." Li Zhifeng said suddenly.
You Miao said, "What?"
You Miao looked up at him in surprise and said, "What's wrong?"
Li Zhifeng: "We don't eat people."
You Miao said, "Of course I don't eat people. Wang Zhi's book is just fart."
Li Zhifeng couldn't help but pull the corner of his mouth. You Miao knew that he was laughing, so he explained it to him vividly. Wang Zhi, as a great scholar, was full of loopholes in writing and writing books. When he was in class at the Imperial Academy of Beijing, You Miao could catch it casually. After he made a bunch of leaks, he talked nonsense for a while, Li Zhifeng nodded frequently, and You Miao started to flip through the book again. When he saw the talk about customs later, he was shocked!
Wang Zhi also mentioned a characteristic of the Quanrong people—there are no women in the clan!
There are no women, no old people, only children in the Quanrong people. Young and middle-aged men act collectively like a pack of wolves, and the mission of inheriting offspring is accomplished by women of other ethnic groups, sometimes Qiang, sometimes Jiemo, and sometimes even Han. The adult men in the clan are used to single-handedly, walking slowly along the Great Wall on the night of the full moon, wandering between the prairie and other clans, courting the foreign women they like.
Intercourse after courtship, the man leaves immediately after intercourse.
Seven years later, the father will come back to the tribe, and if the wife gives birth to a son, the man will take the seven-year-old child, give him a pony, and lead him to battle on the grasslands. If it is a daughter, the man will give the daughter a sum of money as her future dowry.
The mother will be killed by the man himself.
Li Zhifeng gave a rare smile and said, "No."
This is too unbelievable, You Miao said: "Of course not, how can you kill your wife with your own hands?"
You Miao looked at Li Zhifeng and said, "Is this all made up by him?"
Li Zhifeng shook his head slowly and explained, "Part of it is."
"I won't kill my wife." Li Zhifeng said, "I courted on the night of the full moon, and after I acted, I would give my wife a wolf tooth as a certificate. I came back seven years later and brought my son back to the tribe. The father raised his son with all his heart and brought him with him. He went hunting and taught him how to survive on the grassland. If it was his daughter, he would give her ten sheep, five wolves, and ten rolls of animal skins as dowry. The army asks for help, and if the son-in-law can’t support the family, he can also ask for living materials from the Quanrong, so the forty-two tribes outside the frontier are most proud of having a Quanrong father-in-law.”
"Then what?" You Miao said, "What about the wife?"
Li Zhifeng: "When every Quanjun man has grown up enough to be his own, his father will go into seclusion, take the spoils, and return to his wife's tribe to die."
You Miao nodded slowly, which made some sense. Li Zhifeng added: "But now there are not many people doing this, and some people will also bring their wives back to the tribe."
You Miao asked curiously, "Do you have a wife?"
Li Zhifeng shook his head and said, "We call courtship a lone wolf going out of the customs, and it must be seventeen years old. I was not yet an adult when I was caught in the Central Plains."
You Miao understood that this was a kind of coming-of-age ceremony for the Quan Rong people, most of which were the same as the Han Chinese men's crown ceremony, and the women's hairpins. Lone wolf out of the customs, the word is appropriate, thinking of the seventeen-year-old Quanrong boy with strong physique, riding a war horse, galloping along the Great Wall all the way, the moon is a thousand miles away, the grassland is like the sea, and the heart is indescribably fascinated.
"How did you woo?" You Miao asked.
"Some people sing and some play the Qiang flute," Li Zhifeng said.
Under the vast moonlit night, the Quanrong teenagers wandered outside the girl's village, playing the Qiang flute, which is indescribably romantic and unrestrained.
You Miao asked again, "Do all the Quan Rongs only have one son?"
Li Zhifeng shook his head, You Miao said, "Two or three?"
Li Zhifeng thought about it and said, "Not necessarily."
You Miao hummed and said, "How many brothers do you have? Did you all hunt with your father when you were young?"
Li Zhifeng didn't say anything. This kind of thing was normal. You Miao shouldn't have asked more, but since he wanted to let him go, it didn't matter. You Miao asked again, "Where's your wolf tooth?"
Li Zhifeng didn't answer. When You Miao picked him up, Li Zhifeng was completely naked and naturally had no wolf teeth. Now his only valuable thing is the jade pendant around his neck. .
You Miao lay in Li Zhifeng's arms, stretched out his hand to pick up his jade pendant, rubbed his fingers, and said nothing. At this moment, he suddenly had a strange feeling for Li Zhifeng, felt that he was pitiful, and a little bit didn't want him to go.
But the lone wolf still had to go back to the place where the wolves were outside the Great Wall. You Miao suddenly felt that such a person really shouldn't be a slave. When Li Zhifeng was fifteen years old, how was he captured, his claws were ground, his teeth were pulled out, he was whipped and beaten, and tortured until he gave up all resistance and was willing to be a lowly sex slave.
You Miao was born to play and returned to play, and he did a lot of pranks, but he never did anything humiliating. Before his death, his mother told him that everyone in this world has their own lives. , everything is predestined by heaven, but as a human being, remember not to be too full when the scenery is too full, and when you are down, you must not give up on yourself.
Although Quan Rong and the Han people have been at war year after year, everyone has their own masters. You Miao turned back in the book, and saw Wang Zhi mentioned at the back of the book that the barbarians must be subdued by virtue, educated and assimilated, and then they are on the Tao. "Hulus have no luck for a hundred years", but all the races that enter the Central Plains outside the Great Wall, those who are unwilling to sinicize will be annihilated, and those who are willing to sinicize will eventually become part of the Han people.
You Miao read this book in the car for three days. During the day, he set off before dawn. At night, when the moon was in the middle of the sky, he looked for a post station to stay at a hotel, or parked in the wilderness for the night. Those who ordered small things to do business, some were hired by wealthy businessmen to deliver goods, and they all came from the bottom. When he was staying at the hotel, Li Zhifeng waited on You Miao all the way, and the merchants would drink and bake at the inn, find a warm place anywhere, and they could spend the night in a crowd.
As we continued to go north, the weather became colder and colder. When we crossed Yangkou Mountain in the Qinling Mountains, there was the biggest snowstorm since the beginning of winter that day. The ceiling snow was raging, and the wind was like an angry ghost that surrounded the Quartet. Layers of snow waves roared. The rolling hills are covered with thick white horses, and it is quite a bit cloudy about where the Qinling family is, and the snow is surrounded by blue and the horse is not moving forward.
"It's freezing cold, hehe-"
"God don't get in the way-"
"Go home early hey-"
All the drivers were covered tightly, their heads wrapped, only two eyes were exposed, and they shouted hoarsely as they drove forward. Even though You Miao was sitting in the car, he could feel the cold wind blowing from the doors and windows in all directions. It was poured in seamlessly, and after Yangkou Mountain, it was a few days, the weather cleared up in an instant, and God's face was as bright as if it had never snowed. After leaving Yangkou Mountain, under the winding Great Wall, suddenly There is a bustling and noisy city on the border of Yanbian.
As the largest economic and trade distribution center on the border, Yanbian has existed for nearly 400 years. Forty-two ethnic groups outside the Great Wall have done business here. No matter how many wars have been fought over the years, the Hu people who invaded the Central Plains will deliberately avoid this place.
Even if the Han people and Hu people who are being hunted down, as long as they escape into Yanbian and hide in the city, even if there are thousands of foreigners, they can't chase them, and they can't rush into the market to kill and arrest people rashly.
This is a thousand-year agreement between the King of Huns and the Emperor of the Celestial Dynasty 400 years ago. No matter what the diplomatic relations between the two countries are, Yanbian City will serve as a buffer place for thousands of years and never go to war.
The coachmen outside the carriage cheered one after another. You Miao slept all night. At this moment, she was looking out in a daze. In the middle of the mountain, the cold wind was still blowing. Looking down at the plain below, Yanbian City stretched as far as the eye could see, surrounded by the Great Wall heading east like a dragon. , The city was crowded with people, and shouts came from far away.
In the distance outside Yanbian City, the huge ice lake is like a gem shining in the sun. The cattle and sheep teams form a tortuous line on the snowfield, leading to the city.
This is Yanbian City. You Miao thought to herself that although the prosperous city was not as prosperous as the capital, it had a different flavor from outside the Great Wall. The caravan left the Yangkou Mountain area and went down the plain. You Miao glanced at Li Zhifeng again.
Li Zhifeng put his elbows by the window and looked casually into the distance.
You Miao: "Have you been to Yanbian?"
Li Zhifeng nodded slightly, then turned to look at You Miao, as if he had something to say.
You Miao Xindao wondered if he would meet Li Zhifeng's clan in Yanbian. If Li Zhifeng wanted to escape, this would be the best place and the best time.
Li Zhifeng: "I'll take you to play."
You Miao could see that Li Zhifeng was in a good mood, and asked with a tentative smile, "I used to come here often?"
As the caravan approached the city gate, Li Zhifeng listened to the conversation of the Hu tribe in the distance, and said, "It doesn't count."
You Miao nodded. The caravan would stay in Yanbian for three days. After three days, when they left here, You Miao decided to let Li Zhifeng leave and go back to his home. Everyone goes back to their own homes, and they don't have to be slaves anymore.