Zhao Ge: 112. Jintang Civil Officials

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In the evening, the sun gradually sinks toward the horizon.

The Buyik people who had rested put away their tents, and none of them rode camels. Kron assisted the elderly Asa. In the growing wind and sand, this tribe, who had been wandering in the Great Desert for many years, stepped into the Guazhou ghost town.

Before entering the ghost town, Kron took out a flat hip flask from the bag he carried and gave it to Asa.

Asa unscrewed the hip flask, but instead of water, it poured out a handful of sand.

Raised the sand high on the ground and blown away by the wind, Asa’s old voice sounded: "Nahm is as majestic as the sun shines on Krazhuoma, and the sun will never cease, and the people of Namu will eventually return to their homeland."

"Nahm's people will eventually return to their homeland!"

Regardless of men, women and children, all followed this sentence out loud.

Wind sand blows from the continuous sand dunes. Among the yellow sand, these ancient peoples who have wandered for many years stand outside their homeland, and the slanting sun of the western sky falls on them, like the ancient afterglow of their ancestors.

"Let's go."

Asa command.

The camel bell rang again. This time all the young people in the tribe walked in front, the children walked in the middle, and the old people followed last.

Kelang selected a few young and strong guys to join him and lead the way for the tribe.

In Namu’s hometown, tall rocky mountains are scattered, and wind-eroded mounds are intertwined. Walking inside, the surrounding things are not much different, and it is easy to get lost and spin in the same place.

So Krona and the others will leave marks on the road to point out the direction for the slower majority. Although it was confirmed that the ghost city in Guazhou was the homeland of Namu they were looking for, as a tribe with a long heritage in the Great Desert of Krazhuoma, they also knew that ghost cities were quite dangerous.

There are young children and old people in the camel team, and they must discover a safer way for the people.

"Wait."

Kron, holding a machete, suddenly waved his hand to signal everyone to stop. He frowned and looked around slowly.

There was a hint of blood in the wind blowing.

"Be careful, I'll take a look." Kron waved his hand to stop the others.

The smell of blood is mixed in the wind, it is already very weak, if it is not an experienced hunter, it is difficult to tell. Krone walked in the direction of the wind, he drew the machete, and shook his hand.

The blood in the wind smells like sand wolf.

The sand wolves in the desert have always been sent out in groups. Such beasts are extremely cunning and rarely suffer. Is it possible that they have fought with something?

Going around a rocky mountain, Kron's pupils shrank slightly.

——The sky hasn't completely dimmed yet, in front of a rocky mountain that looks like a beast, there are large swaths of dry blood on the sandy ground, and the head of the sand wolf is neatly on the ground. A young man in a toga from the Central Plains leaned sloppily on the rock wall.

Seems to be aware of his gaze, the young man raised his eyes and looked over directly.

The moment the youth glanced over, Kron only felt that he saw a knife.

As if the light of a knife, Krone was shocked. When will the guys who only know to read a bunch of broken books have such a terrible murderous aura?

He reflexively crossed his chest and arched his body.

"Friends over there, don't fight and kill as soon as you come up." Unexpectedly, the young man standing at the mouth of the cave still leaned lazily on the rock wall, without intending to do anything. , Do you know the road here?"

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"It's probably like this. They are Jintang officials who were banished and exiled to Guazhou."

In Asa’s tent, Kroon respectfully reported to Asa.

The people who are eligible to come to the Asa tent are usually old people with high status in the clan and young hunters with extraordinary force, but now there are exceptions.

At this time, there were two people in the tent who were obviously from the Central Plains.

The young noble son wearing a generous Confucian uniform sits in the tent, and his gestures are very expensive. Another Central Plains man had a knife hanging on his waist, and his hand seemed to be pressed on the hilt of the knife consciously or unconsciously. He stood behind the young noble son's quilt, and appeared to be the guard of the young noble son.

Kelang and the others, who had explored the way first, met these two Jintang Central Plains people who met the sand wolf in the ghost town. Although the guard killed the sand wolf, they were also injured, and they did not know martial arts officials. People were also injured.

The alertness of the young guard made the Buyik hunters in the account glaring at him.

However, in fact, the young hunters' eyes are more often on the sitting young nobleman. The young man dressed in Confucian clothes was indeed like the Central Plains in their impression, his body was thinner than a Buyik woman, and his face was very pale.

But...

Even if it is a serious xenophobia, hunters who have a lot of contempt for the people of the Jintang Central Plains have to admit that this young noble son is really good-looking, even more beautiful than the most beautiful girl in their clan. Obviously a Central Plains man who is not to be seen, sitting in the most noble Asa tent, but for no reason gives people a sense of condescension, making people feel that letting him sit here is simply slack.

Nam is on, they are simply delusional.

The hunters hurriedly cast off the thoughts of rebelliousness in their minds, but couldn't help but cast their eyes on the young boy.

"In Xia Baiting, the two of them and the entourage were in distress, and they lost their way so far. There is no food or water. If you can or one or two helping hands, you must be thankful." The noble son who claimed to be "Baiting" smiled slightly and spoke neither humble nor arrogant. .

As for what he said to Krone that they had offended the court and were banished to this remote frontier, everyone had no doubt.

Although the young man's words are gentle, the demeanor between his behaviors all makes it clear that the other party should be born in the Zhongming Ding Shi Family. Noble son of this kind, who would come to Guazhou this kind of remote and remote desert to find hardship, unless he is not allowed to live in Kyoto.

Guazhou has been established for many years. Except for the military attachés stationed all the year round, all the civilian officials dispatched since then have offended people in power.

Jin Tang Shangwen, Confucianism prevailed, and there were many practices not to kill literati. If it is a rebellious civil servant, most of them choose the kind of bad waters to send out. In private, people in Guazhou called those Beijing officials who had been transferred since then as "exiled prisoners."

Regardless of the other side’s origin, whether he came to this impoverished desert, whether he was alive or dead, was in the hands of the garrisoned general. The gap between military and civilian officials has always been well-known.

It is conceivable that these civil servants who have been demoted since then generally have no good end.

The young nobleman in front of me who had been demoted to this point said unhurriedly: "I have also heard about the Buyik people being wanted, but you don't have to worry."

He paused, smiled slightly, and his eyebrows showed a bit of boredom: "Moving to Guazhou in Xiazuo, he is called an official, and he is a sinner. In fact, it is not much different from you."

He claimed to be a non-official and a criminal, which eased the tense atmosphere in the tent.

During the reign of Jintang Guangwu, the refugees moved to the north, but the Buyik tribe was unsuccessful, and several failed encirclement and suppression campaigns put the Buyik tribe on the wanted list. The Buyik people are also full of dissatisfaction with Jintang, and they are even more naturally hostile to the Jintang officials. However, this "Baiting" son is clever in speech, calling himself a sinner, and invisibly classifying himself as similar to the Buyik people. The position went up.

The people in the tent cast their eyes on Asa, who never said a word.

The old man is gray-haired, but he is the real decision maker.

Asa slowly raised his head, his gaze fell on the Confucian clothing worn by the young official, and after a while, he slowly spoke: "Namu’s will allows you to survive from the mouth of the sand wolf, Namu’s son People will naturally not go against his will. Kron, arrange a tent for them."

After speaking, the old man closed his eyes and looked like he didn't want to say more.

"Good luck for you."

Krone answered, walked to Bai Ting, glanced at the other person in surprise, and whispered.

I met the guard with a machete in front of the cave. Although the opponent said that he was asking for directions, the guarded Krone fought the opponent.

The hunter behind heard the sound and caught up. The young man put the knife on Krone's neck, and the two sides suddenly stalemate.

When the stalemate was in stalemate, the pale-faced nobleman walked out of the cave and stopped the young man with the knife.

They lost the fight and the other party spared their lives. Even if they were unwilling, Krone had to bring the other party back.

I just didn't expect that Asa would actually say that this was "Namu's will." In the Buyik people who believe in Namu, this is definitely a very solemn and noble statement. Originally seeing that the guard was not pleasing to the eye, but thinking that Asa disagreed, Kron, who had left the opponent down, couldn't help but feel frustrated.

While he was dull, he was also very surprised.

Will the two Central Plains actually be "Nahm's will"? Just kidding this is.

I don't know that the "guard" he disliked was more suspicious than him.

The two Central Plains people that Kelang met who claimed to be "exiled from Guazhou" were Bailishu and Ye Qiusheng.

Bai Lishu and Ye Qiusheng’s situation is not very good. I don’t know what happened to the other camel team. Therefore, Bai Lishu replaced the white robe with the logo of Jiu Xuanmen and replaced it with Ye Qiusheng’s Rufu. Ye Qiusheng has been walking in the twelve dynasties for many years, and he has not been able to see what he has done. Most of the time, he has been incognito, and there is no sign of being too sect on his clothes.

Bai Lishu changed his Confucian costume and pretended to be a demoted Jintang civil official, while Ye Qiusheng changed into a short dress and pretended to be his guard.

Although the identity cannot be found, Ye Qiusheng couldn't help worrying about one thing: Is it okay to act like a civil servant in Bailishu's cold style?

He couldn't help but imagine that a Jintang official who was expressionless and kept silent all the time, really sweated.

Unexpectedly, this person really pretends to be a civil official, so that people can't find any mistakes.

Small and gentle, it's hardly like the Bailishu he knew.

——Although he has never understood this guy before.

But... Ye Qiusheng thought thoughtfully, and Bai Lishu laughed... it was really pretty.