Chinese dining table

Chapter 15

Yun Chu's heart was very quiet, and there was hardly any disturbance.

The bay red horse is a very good war horse, riding on its back is very stable, and Lao Yangpi sits on the back of a tall camel, looking back at Yunchu from time to time, and can't help laughing every time he sees it.

The walking women in the procession are very lively, which is related to their new beginning of life.

As for the men, they were much more silent. Apart from drinking water and eating along the way, they didn't have any extra words.

Yun Chu didn't want to talk too much, so he silently followed Lao Yangpi's team through seven or eight tribes, and there were no more women in the team, but five or six more men.

When passing Yingzui Cliff, a strong man riding a horse appeared in the middle of the road. This strong man was really as majestic as a mountain. The tall Western Region horse under his crotch looked as short as a donkey against him.

A dark cowhide bag was thrown by the strong man, and the old sheepskin caught it with his hands, weighed it, nodded, and drove the camel to move on.

Of course Yunchu knew what Lao Yangpi was doing, and continued to follow the camel silently. The horse under the strong man's crotch moved a few steps to block Yunchu's way.

Lao Yangpi, who kept his eyes closed, said lazily, "This is not it!"

The strong man smiled and said, "You always hide the best."

Yun Chu was very surprised that with Lao Yangpi's body, he could easily kill him. The strong man in front of him seemed to be very afraid of him.

There must be a reason for this, Yunchu decided to keep this in mind.

The strong man moved out of the way, and Yun Chu passed him. Just as the two passed by, Yun Chu saw the tattoo on the strong man's neck, which was a green wolf roaring upwards.

Qinglang is still very famous in the Tianshan area, and he himself is the leader of a band of horse thieves.

Porun Khan sent troops to hunt him down two years ago, but he didn't catch a single wolf hair.

Everyone said that Qinglang was beaten away by Porun Khan's guards, and Porun Khan even said that Qinglang's head had become an ornament in his tent.

But now he appeared here alive to recruit soldiers. It seems that after the death of Porun Khan, Qinglang is also preparing to return to his old business.

"How did you get rid of these people cheaply? This doesn't seem to be in line with your usual behavior."

Yun Chu couldn't help but ask as he drove his horse to catch up with Lao Yangpi.

Lao Yangpi lazily said: "We have more important things to do, and we don't have time to sell these beautiful boys for a better price."

"Where is the target?"

"Kuzi!"

"What is the purpose?"

"[-] steps away from the gate of the Chongfu Barracks at the Ninth Fold of Kucha Town, there is a Sui restaurant called Chang'an Restaurant.

You are given two days to become a buddy of this restaurant. "

Yun Chu nodded, expressing his understanding, but just as he was about to bow his head, he asked again: "Do you hate Monk Xuanzang?"

After all, Lao Yangpi did not answer Yunchu's question, but because of this question, his mood began to turn bad again.

A shadow of a whip suddenly appeared in Yunchu's perspective, and he slid off the horse's back in a headlong way. The whip flew across the horse's back with a sharp sound of breaking wind, and returned silently to the old sheepskin's wide sheepskin. In the sleeves of the coat.

Yunchu grabbed the saddle from under the horse's belly and gave it a hard push, and sat on the horse's back again. These few times, he looked like a Uyghur with a falcon.

Ever since he was able to walk, Yunchu has been learning how not to fall off the back of a sheep. Ever since he was able to ride a horse, Yunchu has been studying how not to fall off the back of a horse. Today, this skill has finally come into play.

After taking back his whip, Lao Yangpi stopped moving, sat between the two humps and looked at the blue sky, his thoughts seemed to grow very long.

"My name is Shi Pan Tuo!"

Lao Yangpi said his name without beginning or end. Yun Chu couldn't understand, but he didn't ask any questions. At this time, Lao Yangpi needed to speak out by himself. Once his thoughts were interrupted, he might not want to say it. .

Unfortunately, after Lao Yangpi said his name, he never said a word.

Qiuci is only 180 miles away from where Yunchu is.

The two walked for two days before seeing the city of Kucha on the horizon. As for the snow-capped Tianshan Mountains behind them, it seemed that nothing had changed. The mere distance of 180 miles was not enough to make any changes.

The environment has not changed much, but there are more people, and the roads are full of camel caravans and herds of cattle and sheep.

Outside the city of Kucha in early June, wheat seedlings have grown up, extending from the city to the end of the land.

This may be the largest man-made landscape on this land. As for the dilapidated city of Kucha, it is almost negligible in front of such a large wheat field.

When he came to Kucha City, the moody Lao Yangpi finally showed a happy look.

"These wheat fields all belong to the town of Qiuci. Be careful not to let the horse waste the grain, and they will be taken away by the army and beheaded."

Yunchu didn't know why the wise old Yangpi would say such nonsensical words again, and when he was racking his brains to figure out how to answer, he heard Lao Yangpi say again.

"The people of the Tang Dynasty cherish food more than we people in the Western Regions. The food that everyone can't ask for, in the eyes of those khans, big and small, is actually a sacrificial thing, and it is just burned in vain. gone."

Yunchu looked at Lao Yangpi with puzzled eyes. A long time ago, Yunchu met people who admired foreigners, but he never expected that he would meet the same people in the city of Qiuci.

Who says barbarians waste food at will?At least he hadn't seen it before. Dogs wouldn't eat the bones that Selema had gnawed. When Naha ate marmots, she wouldn't even let go of the meat that fell on the sheepskin, and would even lie down and lick the remaining marmot fat on the sheepskin.

"Yun Chu, change this shirt!"

As Lao Yangpi spoke, he threw a sheepskin bundle to him.

"Remember to take a bath by the side of the ditch first...wash well, and clean your black oily neck!

Otherwise, even if you put on the clothes of the Tang people, people will smell the fishy smell on your body. "

Yun Chu was stunned again with his burden in his arms. He swore that among all the barbarians, there would be absolutely no one who loves cleanliness more than him.

Not only is his neck dark, but his face is also dark, and his hands are also black. There is no way to do it. No matter who works in high altitude areas with ultraviolet rays all day long, it is impossible to become fair.

He really couldn't figure it out, with Lao Yangpi's wisdom, he would worship everything about Tang people to such an extent.

The snow-capped mountains and waters here in Kucha are icy cold...

When Yunchu came out of the Populus euphratica forest again, Lao Yangpi's eyeballs seemed to be unable to move.

Yun Chu lowered his head and looked at his clothes. There seemed to be nothing outstanding. His upper body was a short cotton gown, his lower body was a pair of fat cotton trousers, and he wore a pair of black hemp shoes regardless of left and right. The half-length hair that formed into a ponytail, except that it made Yunchu look a little bit more agile, it was a bit weaker, so it didn't change much.

"Tang people should wear Tang people's clothes to look good. You don't look tough in leather clothes, it doesn't look good."

Yun Chu smiled and said, "I am a Tang person myself."

Lao Yangpi also laughed, pointed at Yunchu and said, "It should be like this, only if you think you are from Tang Dynasty, can you fool those real Tang people."

"Is there a possibility that I am a Tang person?"

"The cubs of Tang people will not fall into the den of Sai people, just like the cubs of tigers will not be in the kennel of kennels."

"In fact, tiger cubs can also grow up on dog's milk. You are too biased."

Lao Yangpi laughed loudly and said: "What grows up in the kennel will only be a dog, even if it is wearing a tiger skin, it is still a dog.

As for you, you are nothing more than a wolf that looks like a Tang man. "

Yun Chu curled his lips and said, "Could it be that Tang people's is good?"

Lao Yangpi nodded naturally: "You're right, even if the Tang people don't have the best ones, they will try their best to find the best ones from other places, and finally use them for themselves.

In order to make up for the inadequacies of Tang Buddhism, Xuanzang traveled thousands of miles to seek the Western Scriptures, which is a clear proof. "

Yunchu felt that what Lao Yangpi said was wrong, because when he was studying history, the professor once said that Li Shimin, who was still the general of the Tiance Mansion, did not like Buddhism, and planned to take Confucianism as the body and Taoism as the model, invade Buddhist classics, and promote the red flower , white lotus roots and green lotus leaves, the three religions were originally a family concept, which solved the problem of Buddhism localization from the root.

The Buddhists were unwilling to accept this set of ideas, so in the second year of Zhenguan, in order to seek foreign aid, Xuanzang left Chang'an and went west to seek Buddhist scriptures.

Yunchu believed in what his professor said more than Lao Yangpi, who experienced it himself.

It's not that what Lao Yangpi said was inaccurate, but that Lao Yangpi himself was in Li Shimin's trap, and of course he couldn't see the truth of the incident.

Entering the unguarded city of Kucha, there are many noisy voices, the clearest ones are shouts and cheers, interspersed with curses, crying, and begging.

Even the language is chaotic, there are Turkic people, Huihe people, Cypriots, Sogdians, and even Tang people who speak with weird accents.

Fortunately, it was not a problem for Yunchu to understand these languages.

He enjoyed the noise from the market very much. He led the horse and enjoyed it for a while with his eyes closed. The Cypriot tribe at the foot of Tianshan Mountain was so quiet.

He didn't open his eyes until a strong camel smell stubbornly drilled into his nose, and when he looked back, he realized that he was blocking the way of a group of camels.

The barbarian with a big turban sitting on the back of a camel did not urge him, but waited quietly.

Yunchu was surprised by the politeness of the barbarians, and soon discovered that the camel caravans who often acted as robbers in the Gobi Desert respected not him, but the set of Tang Dynasty clothes he had just put on.

After thinking about this point, Yunchu gracefully moved out of the way, signaling the camel caravan to go first, and the barbarians on the camels also stroked their chests and saluted, showing that both parties were very polite.

I don't know why there are so many camels here, one team after another is endless.

Camel is the smelliest kind of livestock that Yunchu has ever seen. The smell is hard to describe. If you sprinkle cumin on a bubble of excrement, add some rosin, and put it in the sun, you may be able to reconcile the camel. body smell.

(End of this chapter)