Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

At the same time, in Liao Dynasty, on the edge of the Suzhou Pavilion.

The wind and snow fell on this vast land. Fine snow particles spread on the ground, forming a thin layer of snow. The surrounding trees were bare and covered with a layer of snow. People walking outside shivered and shrank their heads. He took two more steps and saw that the simple house in front of him was lit with lights, and the dim light shined on the ground through the window edges.

The wind whistled, and snowflakes kept blowing on the head. The thick leather hat gradually lost its color and turned into the appearance of frost and snow. The walking man stopped suddenly, stretched his head and looked in the direction of the woods aside, revealing a pair of fiery red eyes. Under the very bright light, it was clear that it was Deng Fei who had gone to Liao to buy horses.

Creak, creak——

Leather boots stepped on the snow, and a man breathing heavily came out of the forest. Deng Fei squinted and looked through the light. He saw that this man had thick eyebrows and a long beard stuck to the ice and snow, but he could still see his general appearance. He was wearing deer clothes. He was wearing a leather jacket and was pulling something over with his hands behind his back.

"Brother Ahari, do you need help?"

The man looked up, grinned widely, and said in an awkward accent: "It turns out he's a guest. No need. It's not heavy. It's so late, why haven't you rested yet?"

As he spoke, he walked forward, and a rustling sound came from behind him, which showed that the thing he was dragging was not light.

Deng Fei chuckled, stretched out his hand to scratch his head, touched the ice and snow on his hat and felt cold again, and shook his hand: "It's not this snow. I was afraid of freezing my horse, so I went to check it out."

"Don't worry, the horses in our tribe are all cold-resistant." Ahari breathed out white breath as he spoke: "The horses that grew up here are different from those born in greenhouses in the south. They are all used to being able to withstand wind and snow. .”

"I've noticed this too." Deng Fei nodded and saw this man approaching. He thought he was going out to hunt and drag a prey back, but he didn't expect that he was approaching, pulling a simple stretcher made of a branch and a hemp rope behind him. , dragging an unconscious man on it.

"Who...who is this?" Deng Fei's heart skipped a beat, thinking that he had heard people say in the past that this Jurchen ate raw human flesh when hungry and drank human blood when thirsty. Could it be true?

How did Ahari know what was going on in his mind? Hearing this, he looked back and said, "I went hunting. On the way back, I saw this man lying under the tree. I thought he was dead, but I didn't expect that he just fainted from hunger when I stepped forward to try." .”

"Oh……"

Deng Fei drew a long note and laughed at himself, secretly thinking that one day he too would be deceived by rumors.

"No more talking. It's freezing cold. I'm going to drag this person back to see if he can be saved." The Jurchen man said, dragging the person back.

Deng Fei looked at his back and smiled: "He is quite warm-hearted." After saying that, he opened the door and entered the room. He suddenly shivered as he felt the alternation of hot and cold.

"Damn it, it snows so early in Liaodong." Deng Fei tugged at the sheepskin coat on his body: "The furs are sold cheaply here..." His red nose moved, and he said with disgust: " It’s just that the smell is unbearable.”

"Brother Deng Fei is asking too much. Some clothes would be nice." Hu Cheng took a drink from the wine gourd in one hand and handed it over: "Drink some soju to warm yourself up."

Watching Deng Fei take it, he asked, "I wonder who was outside the door just now?"

"Ha-" Deng Fei took a gulp of wine and breathed out the smell of alcohol: "Ahari, he picked up a fainted person on the road."

Hu Cheng nodded and hesitated: "Brother Deng Fei, have you heard that two months ago, it was said that the Jurchens had a fight with the Liao court army, and the Liao court was defeated."

Deng Fei put the wine gourd on the table and got on the stove: "I heard people say that people from the Huosu Palace Department are also spreading the word. It's just that he is a mature woman. He always listened to the Liao people to beat those raw people." Women, now all of them are afraid of being liquidated afterwards.”

"..." Hu Cheng blinked, thought for a while and said, "Is it true for a raw girl or a mature girl?"

"Yes." Deng Fei banged the table, nodded and said, "These two names are so hard to pronounce, I can't always remember them."

The Feitianhu over there rolled his eyes in his heart and thought to himself that you didn't take it seriously, but he still said: "This is such a big deal... why don't you tell me about it to my brother?"

Deng Fei flew to the table and said, "I have asked people to go back to the ship quickly and find a way to send this message back to my brother first. It just takes some time."

"That's good." Hu Cheng nodded, and then sighed: "I just didn't expect that the Liao Dynasty would be defeated as soon as they said it was defeated..."

After thinking for a while, he looked at Deng Fei hesitantly: "Tell me...if my brother started an uprising in the Song Dynasty, would he be like that girl who gave birth to a Jurchen?"

"That's for sure." Deng Fei nodded without even hesitating, and then sighed: "It's just that I also know my brother well. Don't think that he is easy to talk to now and doesn't worry about anything. He was very arrogant when we first met. At that time There were only about two hundred people in the team, and there were many people with evil intentions. The weapons were all good and bad, and the armor was no more than three leaders. They were driven out by the army led by some uncle of the Liao Emperor." He picked up the wine gourd and took a sip: "Brother, in my heart He must be unconvinced. From that time on, I knew that one day he would return to the Liao land. Moreover, in places like the Song Dynasty where there were no war horses, my brother was helpless in fighting. When there were more horses, do you think he could ride them? The world."

Hu Cheng looked at Deng Fei's high-spirited appearance and smiled bitterly: "Why do I feel... He seems to have more confidence in his brother than I do."

Deng Fei laughed loudly: "You didn't follow your brother all the way out of the Liao Dynasty. It's normal for you to have the same experience as me."

Then he sighed and said, "The only thing I can worry about is that my brother has too few people. Unfortunately, I am not very capable and can't help."

With a self-deprecating smile, he shook his head and said, "That's all, let's not talk anymore. Go to sleep. I have to drive the horse to the boat tomorrow."

Hu Chengjian nodded, and the two of them immediately found hot soup to scald their feet and fell asleep.

……

The next day.

The wind and snow have stopped, and the sun pierces the dusk and hangs high in the sky.

Deng Fei and Hu Cheng were awakened by the noise outside the house. They opened the quilt and sat up, shivered, quickly put on their clothes and shoes, got out of bed and walked out.

The light was dazzling, and the two of them squinted their eyes before they could adapt. There was a companion who came out of the house next to them. When they saw the two of them walking out, they hurried over. Deng Fei listened to the place where the noise came from and pointed with his head and said: "What's going on?"

Someone whispered: "Someone rescued a Song Dynasty man who fainted yesterday, and somehow they started a quarrel."

Deng Fei and Hu Cheng looked at each other, knowing that it was the person Ahali saved yesterday. Deng Fei was a warm-hearted person after all, and walked towards that direction: "Go over and have a look, I don't know what it is."

Hu Cheng and a few of his companions took a look, and felt that it was still early, so they followed Deng Fei. Although the place was named after the tribe, it was actually very different from before. They had long since broken away from the habit of digging holes to live in. Although the house was relatively small. It is simple but also has a simple yard, and it looks more like a normal village.

Turning the corner, several people came to the noisy house. At this time, there was a circle of Jurchens. Inside, a slender man with fair skin was arguing with Ahari: "Why do I want to be your slave?" I don’t owe you anything.”

Ahari looked worried: "This is the rule of our tribe. Besides, you have to be my slave for the rest of your life. If you only do this for three years to repay my kindness for saving you, I will let you go."

"Bullshit! You saved me, I will repay such a great favor." The man jumped three feet high, foaming at the mouth and said: "How can I abide by such barbaric and bad habits!"

"Southern people, don't be ungrateful. You don't have a single rabbit hair on your body, so what can you give me in return?"

"Three years is a short period of time, otherwise you will have to admit it if you are locked up for the rest of your life."

"This is our rule, are you going to break it?!"

Noisily, a group of Jurchen men saw that he didn't want to, and suddenly they started making noise like a frying pan. But what he said was true, and others couldn't understand it. Seeing the confused look on the man's face, these Jurchen men became even angrier and rolled up their sleeves. Just go and fight.

Seeing this, Deng Fei hurriedly stepped forward: "Everyone, everyone, please calm down first and don't make any moves. If you have something to say, please talk."

When Ahari saw Deng Fei coming forward, he couldn't help but frown and said in awkward Chinese: "Guest, it's wrong of you to be like this. This is our private matter. I hope you won't get involved and cause trouble."

Hu Cheng stepped forward and tugged on Deng Fei's sleeve: "Brother Deng Fei, our main purpose is to buy horses, so don't create unnecessary complications."

"I know." Deng Fei replied, turning to look at Ahari: "Brother, I'm wrong. I don't have to fight with you. I just want to ask for a favor because it's rare to see someone from Song Dynasty here."

After a pause, he looked at Ahari's still reluctant face and said, "You can use money."

Ahari then smiled: "The guest is more sincere when he says this. Let's discuss it."

The tall and thin man over there looked grateful. (End of chapter)