Three Kingdoms

  Chapter 1297 The turmoil in Yinshan Mountain

   "Ah! General Zhao!" Bai Shiqiang's little headman smiled like a trumpet flower on the prairie, with a bright expression, hurried forward and said, "Long time no see, General Zhao..."

  This is a distribution point of Baishiqiang. The person in charge here is a small tribal leader from Baishiqiang who has also been to Pingyang, so he knows Zhao Yun more or less.

  Although there is a large bazaar in Pingyang, not all Hu people are willing to climb mountains and rush to Pingyang to trade. Therefore, the small distribution center provided by the Baishiqiang tribe has become the first choice of these Hu people.

  This trade distribution center supplies the daily necessities of most of the Hu people living in groups or scattered in the northern part of Shangjun, including Gaonu.

  Zhao Yun glanced at the leader of Baishi Qiang, and said indifferently: "This is a captain, not a general."

  The leader of Baishi Qiang hurriedly bent down and added: "Yes, yes... Captain Zhao... But according to Captain Zhao's ability, he will be a general sooner or later..."

  Zhao Yun couldn't deny it, and there was no sorrow or joy on his face. He sat down with a golden knife and said, "Do you have any salt here?"

   "Ah? Yes, yes..." The leader of Baishi Qiang hurriedly asked someone to fetch a jar of refined salt, and brought it to Zhao Yun himself.

  Zhao Yun stretched out his fingers, picked out a piece of yellowed salt from the salt shaker, and threw it into his mouth. The bitter and salty taste melts in the mouth...

  The so-called refined salt that Baishiqiang poured over was probably the salt gathered around Qinghai. Although it is said to be refined salt, it is actually not a white salt like later generations, but a plate-shaped body similar to northwest rock salt. Fragments of different sizes, more yellow and less white, feel astringent and bitter in the mouth.

   Just like this kind of salt, it was already regarded as the best salt in the Han Dynasty. The salt eaten by ordinary people is not only yellow, but even black, and the bitterness is even more unstoppable. In this way, sometimes they can't eat salt, and they can only learn how cattle and sheep lick salty soil and rocks. ,

  As for the snowflake salt sold by the Huang’s workshop in Pingyang, it costs one tael of salt and one tael of gold, and there is even no market for it.

   "How much more?" Zhao Yun pointed to the salt shaker.

  The headman of Baishi Qiang bent down and said respectfully: "There are about five cans..." Salt is a necessity for people and large animals. Although lack of salt will not kill you immediately, it will also greatly affect your physical strength and endurance. So on the grasslands, salt is also a common commodity. It's just that this is a small gathering place, the warehouse is naturally not big, and the amount of goods in reserve is not large, and there are other materials that need to be stored. Five cans of refined salt are considered a lot.

   "It's all there!" Zhao Yun frowned slightly, and said, "How much coarse salt do you need?"

"Coarse salt, there is some coarse salt, but coarse salt..." The headman of Baishi Qiang was a little surprised and said in confusion, "Coarse salt is not as good as this..." The appearance of Zhao Yun here is already confusing enough, In the end, I didn't expect why I came to buy salt suddenly, and even coarse salt?

  Zhao Yun waved his hands a little impatiently, and said, "Go get them all, I want them all! I want as much as I have!"

"Ah? Yes, yes..." The leader of Baishi Qiang was stunned for a moment, and then realized under Zhao Yun's face that was sinking like water, he hurriedly asked people to prepare, accompanied by a smile, and carefully wanted to ask Zhao Yun why he suddenly asked for so much Zhao Yun took a look at the salt, and retreated, so he had to show off to the Baishi Qiang people around him. After muttering twice in the Qiang language on the ground, some people served some kumiss, dried fruit, etc. Smiling, he waited carefully.

Zhao Yun had a sullen face. Although there were dried meat and wine in front of him, he didn't eat any of it. He just urged people to put salt in it. After the salt was loaded into the car, he left a bag of Zhengxi Tongbao and left with the car...

  The headman of Baishiqiang shook his hands, with a smile on his face. After the backs of Zhao Yun and his party disappeared, he pulled down, poured out the Zhengxi Tongbao in the bag, roughly calculated, and clicked twice.

   I didn’t earn much, but I didn’t lose much, so it’s probably okay.

   "What are these Han people doing here? Suddenly they want so much salt? Did you find anything?" The headman of Baishi Qiang turned his head and asked the people beside him.

  Zhao Yun refused to talk, so he took the opportunity to ask other Han soldiers...

  As the leader of Baishiqiang who can be the person in charge here, such a strange thing happened, how can he rest assured and sleep well if he doesn't figure it out?

"I asked...the Han people didn't make it very clear..." Baishi Qiang's clansman said, "I just know that General Zhengxi led the troops to go north, and was going to Yinshan Mountain, but he didn't pay attention to the salt he brought along the way, and it was soaked by the rain. , it’s too late for temporary deployment, so I came to our place to buy salt…”

   "You, what did you say?" The headman of Baishi Qiang froze for a moment, then asked hurriedly.

"...I said that the salt of the Han people was melted by the rain, so I came to buy salt...Leader, you said that the Han people are stupid enough, and the salt was soaked by the rain in this rainy day, haha..." The Baishi Qiang people gloated smile.

   "Laughing, laughing! I mean the previous sentence!" With a "slap", the headman of Baishiqiang slapped the back of the head of this incomprehensible clansman.

   "... Before, the previous sentence? General Zhengxi went north to Yinshan Mountain?" the clansman said, covering his head.

   "Yes, General Zhengxi is here? Why did he go to Yinshan Mountain? What happened to Yinshan Mountain? The Huns rebelled again? Or are the Xianbei people coming again?"

   "Ah? This... this..." How could the people of Baishiqiang know these questions? Besides, I don't have time to ask in detail, not to mention that if I ask, no one will say it.

   "Idiot! Trash! Damn you!" Bai Shiqiang cursed, turning around in circles, murmuring something in his mouth, his face turning blue and white.

   Going to war?

   This is no joke!

"Let's go now? Or wait?" The headman of Baishiqiang was a little undecided, and suddenly stopped, staring at the Zhengxi Tongbao in his hand, stunned for a while, and then immediately walked back, shouting as he walked He said, "Come on, go to the big tent and take out that black bear skin! Wrap it up and take it with you! Prepare some horses and come with me to visit General Zhengxi!"

  The Han army is going north! General Zhengxi is going to Yinshan!

  If there is really any war to be fought, he must move immediately! Otherwise, it would be really affected by the flames of war, and there would be nowhere to cry!

   But the problem is that Zhengxi is just a routine border patrol. If there is no war, he will transfer so rashly. Not only will he lose this trading point, but he will also suffer a lot of losses along the way...

  Bai Shiqiang is basically a middleman now, and what is the most important thing about a middleman?

   Naturally, it is the credibility of business.

In this era, it is not like the later generations, who can hang a sign to inform those barbarians who come to trade that our shop has moved to a certain street, such and such, turn right from here for 150 meters, etc. Let these barbarians find a new trading place. Once they move, it means that all the original trade will be cut off. If they want to re-establish trade habits and credit, it is tantamount to starting from scratch.

  How could the head of Baishi Qiang be willing to do this?

   Right now, since General Zhengxi is still in the mood to buy Tong Bao, it means that the problem is not too big, but no matter what, we still have to find out clearly before I can let it go...

  ………………

Although the concept of clan of the Hu people is not as strong as that of the Han people, and they do not always emphasize where their ancestral home is, but it is not completely without differences in surnames, just like Huyan, Xubu, and Qiulin. The four surnames of Lan and Lan are the famous families among the Xiongnu.

   But now, the Qiulin family has long existed in name only, and the Lan family has basically been exhausted on the battlefield following the split of the Southern Huns royal family.

  The remaining Huyan family followed Yu Fuluo in Yinshan, while Xu Bu knew that he was not well received by Fuluo, so he stayed away from Yinshan and settled in Gaonu.

After all, after the death of Luanti Qiang Qu Shanyu, the Xubu clan was elected to succeed Luanti Qiang Qu Shanyu. Although he was coerced, it was difficult to guarantee that Yu Fuluo had nothing in mind, so he simply Staying away from Yuvro, it's better to see what's out of sight.

Huchuquan failed to raise his troops, and the news of his capture spread to the vicinity of Gaonu. Knowing that Huchuquan was detained in Yinshan Mountain to be dealt with, the people of the tribe directly under Huchuquan were naturally beaten by Shuang, while the Xubu clan It was a relief, and it was a few days of mocking and showing off.

After all, Huchuquan did not make things difficult for the Xubu tribe at the beginning, and now the cattle and sheep who were taken away by those Huchuquan tribe, or admitted to their mistakes, or lost, now mostly come back, of course Xubu Dierjin also controlled the emotions of the tribe a little bit, and did not oppress the remnants of Huchuquan too much in one go. After all, Huchuquan has not been formally dealt with...

  As time went by, Subdeljin also began to mutter a little. After all, there was no news of Huchuquan being punished, which meant that the possibility of major incidents becoming trivial became higher and higher.

   "Could it be that this Huchuquan can turn over again?"

  Subdeljin twirled the jade wrench in his hand, muttering to himself. The emerald jade wrench in his hand was left to him by his father Xubu Guduhou during his lifetime, it can be regarded as a symbol or a token of the Xubu clan.

   "Clan Chief!" Just as Subdeljin was thinking, a member of the tribe suddenly stepped forward and reported, "Clan Chief, we have run out of salt..."

"Huh? I've finished eating the salt? Why are you saying it now?" Subdierjin stood up, followed the tribe to the place where the supplies were stored, picked up the dark round clay pot for storing salt, and stretched his head to look at it. Look, I stretched out my hand to feel it again, except for some salt **** powder, it was indeed finished.

   "Isn't there still a few days ago?" Subdeljin said with some doubts.

  The clansman on the side said respectfully: "Yesterday the patriarch ordered to add some salt to the cattle and horses..."

People eat salt to be strong, and large animals also need to eat salt. Cows and horses that have been raised for a winter need to be fattened again in spring. Easy to get sick.

   "The Qiang people in the south have moved away? Didn't you go and buy some?" Xubudierjin handed the salt jar to the clansman at the side to put it away, and asked immediately.

  The Huns did not produce their own salt either. Most of the salt was sold by the Qiang people who traveled to the Western Regions, especially the Baishi Qiang, who has basically become a big middleman now.

   "Go..." the tribe replied, "But the Qiang people all said...all said..."

"What did you say?" Subdeljin didn't pay attention at the beginning, turned his head to look at the people at Huchuquan while asking, and said, "It's okay to say other things, you always need salt... What did you say? The one who hesitated is still not a warrior of Changshengtian!"

"What the Qiang people said is very strange..." the tribe said, "When there was no salt in the morning, we went to the Qiang people... We told the Qiang people that we need to buy some salt, and people also want cattle and horses to eat...The Qiang people said, They say that our cattle and horses are almost gone, so why do we need to buy salt... If you don’t want to buy us salt, you want to buy our cattle and horses..."

  Subdeljin was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at the clansmen and said, "...What do you mean?"

The clansmen who went out to find the Qiang people for trade shook their heads and said: "I don't know, anyway, the Qiang people are weird... We emphasized that we need to buy salt, but the Qiang people asked for too much, much higher... We said that we should first credit some of the salt. , As a result, the Qiang people said that they couldn’t get credit, that they wouldn’t sell our salt…”

"Why can't you pay on credit?" Subdeljin stared, "No! Why did you increase our price? What kind of bastard, where did you have the courage to increase our price? Are you new here? You didn't say it was us You need salt, not those messy little tribes!"

  The people shook their heads timidly and said, "It's the Qiang tribe in the south..."

   "Idiot! Trash! Damn you!" Subdair roared angrily, then got on his horse with more than a dozen guards, got out of the big tent like a whirlwind, and galloped towards Baishiqiang.

  When the sun was in the west, Subdeljin came back with a sullen face, carrying a small pot of coarse salt.

After throwing a small pot of salt to the tribe, Subdeljin walked back and forth in the tent for a long time, then came out, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Come on! Call the tribe masters, let's go to Yinshan Mountain! "

   "The chief patriarch? What is so urgent?"

   "General Zhengxi is heading north! The Han people are going to Yinshan Mountain!" Subdeljin roared in a low voice, "Damn Huchuquan! He wants to use Gao Nu's livestock and people to follow what...what..."

Subdeljin suddenly got stuck, as if he had forgotten how to use the proper term, and after a long pause, he said: "...Anyway, I want to take Gaonu's people and animals and go to Zhengxi to offset his crimes. ! The general Zhengxi of the Han people went northward, and it was for this matter!"

   "If the crime is forgiven, then the crime will be forgiven..." The members of the Xubu clan have not yet reacted, "What does the compensation of the tribe in Huchuquan have to do with us?"

   "Are you deaf!" Subdierjin yelled, "Is it said that it belongs to the Huchuquan tribe?! It belongs to the whole Gaonu! It belongs to this whole area! Damn it, **** it!"

   "What!" The members of the Xubu clan also jumped up, "What is the crime of Huchuquan doing to us?"

"We know, how do the Han people know? Besides, the Han people don't care about this! The Han people only know that the soldiers from Gaonu! Of course, people from Gaonu must come to make amends!" The wild wolf in the cage bared its teeth, "That's why those wild dogs from Baishiqiang have come to attack us! These **** beasts!"

   "...Patriarch, why don't we escape?"

"Escape? Where are you going? To the south is the Baishi Qiang, and beyond that is the territory of the Han people, to the east is also the territory of the Han people, to the north is the Yin Mountain, and to the west..." Subdeljin smiled bitterly, and said, "West, go to the west I'm looking for death..." To the west is the desert land, a combination of the Gobi desert and the desert, although there is a little bit of vegetation, but it's really only a little bit.

   "The only way is to go to Yinshan Mountain!" Subdierjin's eyes were gloomy, "If you want to atone for your sins, you also need to be redeemed!"

  (end of this chapter)