A man who looked the youngest on the opposite side took two steps forward and asked very vigilantly: "What do you want a horse for? I don't think you have a horse?"
"We still have patients and children in the car, and we have to go back to the tribe before winter, so we need a horse to speed up."
Feitian seemed to have changed into a different person, with a simple and honest look, a gentle tone, and kindness all over his body.
As he walked over, he continued to ask about the situation over there: "We don't have much food here now, so we have to speed up. If you think two sheep are not enough, we can still talk..."
The people across from him were a little cautious at first, but seeing Feitian being unusually sincere, they started chatting with him.
"Two sheep are enough, but aren't you afraid of being unsafe if you rush back so early? It's a mess outside now."
When the man approached, Wen Qingzhu realized that the man was about forty years old, and his steps were a little bumpy when he walked.
Feitian showed concern at the right time: "No, there is a war now. There is chaos everywhere. Soon, there may be conscription. My family is here. In fact, I am worried about being taken away and no one will take care of my family."
The middle-aged uncle looked through it and saw Wen Qingzhu. He nodded more and more: "It's difficult for you too. Not all the young children in our family have been taken away..."
Soon the two started chatting, and the middle-aged uncle readily agreed to exchange horses for sheep. Hearing that they were few people, he also added twenty kilograms of wheat cakes.
In the end, the middle-aged uncle repeatedly tried to persuade her to stay, hoping that they could go together.
Feitian found out their destination smoothly, and then said the completely opposite direction.
So they had no choice but to give up and bring horses over. Feitian immediately hitched the chariot and set off immediately.
Wen Qingzhu was really curious when he saw the completely different Feitian, so he sat in the car in front, sitting side by side with Feitian.
When she was far away, she said, "You were very different from before."
"Yeah." Feitian was still so simple.
Wen Qingzhu couldn't help but look sideways curiously: "You don't like to talk?"
Feitian nodded: "I don't like it."
Seeing him like this, Wen Qingzhu was a little helpless. It seemed that Feitian couldn't speak out by himself.
Wen Qingzhu decided to observe and observe. Anyway, now that he is following him, the future will be long.
The further inside they went, the more tribes they encountered.
Wen Qingzhu led them to collect many sweet plant tubers, which were later used by Feitian in exchange for various living supplies, and the food gradually became abundant.
In less than ten days, their group seemed like real Huns herdsmen, and no one could find any flaws.
Beidou can't speak, Tudan is very smart and has learned the daily Xiongnu dialect.
Wen Qingzhu often took him out to interact with herdsmen outside, and he was worried about the impression he gave to outsiders.
Because of this, ordinary herdsmen became more and more friendly to him.
On the ninth day, their convoy finally stopped.
Wen Qingzhu looked from a distance and saw a continuous stretch of tents in front of him, a large number of cattle and sheep, and tall horses running by the river, among which the Huns were shuttled back and forth.
The most conspicuous thing was a group of ragged people, mostly women, who were being driven toward the east by a few strong Huns like herds.
"Sister, then, who are those people?" Tudan's Huns are not very good at speaking, but in the past few days, his view of ordinary Huns has changed a lot.
Suddenly he saw a completely different scene from before, and for a moment, he was a little confused.
Wen Qingzhu took a deep breath, touched his head and said, "They are slaves."
"Slave?" Tudan was very unfamiliar with this word, and soon he asked, "Does it mean the same as slave?"
Wen Qingzhu looked over again. She didn't want to say it, but she had already reached this point.
She had to say: "No, our Daqi slaves can at least ensure their lives are safe, but the Huns' slaves can be beaten and scolded at will, and killed if they want."
"What!" Tudan was a little unbelievable.
But Wen Qingzhu's next words shocked him even more: "The slaves of the Xiongnu are divided into two parts, a strong young man. Usually when two tribes conflict, one party completely defeats the other and kills all those who may rebel. Men, leaving women and children behind.
Boys are sent to be specially trained and later used in war. The old people are sent to do various menial tasks. For example, they grow most of the wheat cakes we eat. As for women and girls, they are free to choose, available at any time, and generally work under their masters. "
After a long while, Tudan finally said something in a daze: "How could they do this!"
Wen Qingzhu knelt down, supported his arm, and met his eyes: "Among the female slaves of the Huns, there are still some who were snatched from our Daqi, and your mother may be among them!"
"Mother..." Tudan's lips kept trembling and he kept shaking his head. He didn't even answer her in Hun dialect.
Wen Qingzhu grabbed his arm tightly: "You bitch! You must be strong! Because this is the Huns! Have you forgotten? When you were in Tail Village? What kind of people are the Huns, your nanny, your father, and you? Grandpa, what did you say?"
"They are enemies! They are extremely vicious enemies!" Tudan finally remembered what he heard when he was in Tail Village.
Not long after, someone came on horseback.
Wen Qingzhu pressed his hand and told him not to speak.
Feitian quickly stepped forward and asked politely: "Is this Lord Amos's territory?"
"Yes! Who are you? What are you doing here?" The person who came was a young man. He glanced at Feitian and quickly stopped at Wen Qingzhu and Tudan behind.
But he didn't look much, thinking they were a family.
Feitian quickly replied: "We come here to buy some slaves."
"Presumptuous!" The man immediately raised his whip and struck hard, and Feitian dodged dexterously.
Seeing that he dared to dodge, the man was furious and whipped him again.
However, Feitian managed to dodge easily this time, and then suppressed his smile: "Brother, we are not people without status, but I heard that Master Amos has recently recruited a new group of slaves, and we want to take action. I just came here, if you don’t want to buy it, just over there!”
Feitian turned around and left. Wen Qingzhu looked at the man over there, turned around, got into the car, and followed Feitian's car.
Watching their convoy go away, the man couldn't help but murmur to himself: "Your Excellency, there has been no new batch of slaves recently, but looking at this man who doesn't deal with it too much, and looking at his thin body, I didn't expect to be so flexible, so it seems that I still have to go. Report this to the captain."
The man turned back and found the captain to explain the matter.
The captain was startled and immediately grabbed him and asked: "You said someone wants to buy slaves! Do you know that your Excellency has bought a new batch of slaves?"
The man was dismissive: "Yes! We adults obviously don't have it! How dare they-"
Before he finished speaking, the captain kicked him over and chased him out...
After leaving the tribe, Wen Qingzhu couldn't help but ask Feitian: "Are you sure they will really send people to chase them?"
Feitian thought for a while and answered: "50% possible."
Wen Qingzhu: "..."
After a while, the sound of horse hooves soon came from behind.
To be on the safe side, they stopped the car immediately and Feitian got out of the car to take a look.
But a man with a machete and a cowhide hat dismounted from his horse, walked over quickly and asked, "Do you dare to ask whether the guests are from the Fourth Prince?"
"No." Feitian immediately denied.
Seeing that the visitor was startled, he immediately said: "We are coming from the Eagle River. We have business going north. I heard that Lord Amos has hired a new group of slaves, so I wanted to come and ask."
"Come from Tianying River?" The visitor suddenly became serious and asked again, "Then who are you?"
Feitian raised his hand: "Sorry, no comment."
The visitor frowned, but when he saw Feitian hanging a black sword on his waist, he immediately asked with a good attitude: "I dare to ask your name, do you have enough money?"
"Feitian." Feitian replied without hesitation. He turned around and took out a piece of gold from his arms and threw it over.
The visitor immediately caught it, bit it with his teeth, and immediately turned sideways to welcome him with a smile on his face: "This way, sir, please."
So the group of them turned back again.
Walking all the way, Wen Qingzhu followed them, listening to the man with a scimitar at his waist introduce himself: "My name is Arlo, and I am the captain of the fifth team of Lord Amos's escort. What do you want from a slave? "
Feitian looked back at Wen Qingzhu and said, "Follow her request."
Arlo looked back at Wen Qingzhu, feeling extremely strange and couldn't help but ask, "Is she your wife?"
"No, she is my lord." Feitian stopped and looked at Arlo steadily.
Wen Qingzhu walked up to Arlo with a smile, "Hello, my name is Xiao Shui."
Arlo felt that this name was weird, even weirder than Feitian just now.
However, he squeezed the gold in his hand, and finally pointed to the tent in front and said: "My lord, please take a rest first. I will report to your lord here."
Wen Qingzhu took them to the tent to rest.
Only then did Arlo realize that a tall man appeared holding a little boy.
The first Feitian I met was the man who went to the carriage and was covered with spies from the back of the carriage.
Judging from her body shape, she must be a woman.
After carefully looking at their group, Arlo felt that Feitian and the man holding the child were in danger.
As for how dangerous it was, for the sake of gold, he decided to test it later.
Go into the tent and place Feitian's sister, and Tudan will also go in and place her.
Wen Qingzhu asked Beidou to look around.
She herself went to the bed and checked the pulse of the person on the bed again.
After reading it, Wen Qingzhu said to Feitian: "It has improved a lot. I will give her new medicine when we leave here."
"Why not use it now?" Feitian asked immediately.
Wen Qingzhu glanced outside the curtain: "Do you think it's safe here?"
Feitian said nothing and nodded.
Glancing at the person on the bed, he added: "As long as there is enough gold."
Wen Qingzhu was curious: "How much gold did you bring?"
Feitian gestured with a finger and went over to give water to the person on the bed.
Wen Qingzhu thought for a long time, one hundred taels
wrong!
She turned to look at Feitian, and suddenly remembered something.
Not long after they set off, Wen Qingzhu originally planned to go to the White Wolf tribe.
She wanted to see how Lei Shuo was doing with the fourth prince first.
But Feitian suggested that they come to Amos' territory first to inquire about the situation.
At that time, Feitian only said one sentence: "Amos has many slaves, and he can't afford them."
After a while, Tudan, who was sitting, came over, grabbed Wen Qingzhu's sleeve, and spoke in Central Plains dialect.
Wen Qingzhu immediately frowned: "Tudan!"
He quickly corrected himself: "I, I just want to ask, is it because my mother is here that we come here?"
Wen Qingzhu thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "No."
"Why is that?" When Tu Dan thought of the plight of the Huns slaves, his tears fell uncontrollably.
After being silent for a long time, Wen Qingzhu explained: "This is the territory of a Hun noble. The lord is called Amos. He loves money as much as life. His men are not good at fighting, but they are good at business."