The Infinite Heavens Run Away

Chapter 57 2.10 Rejection of the leader’s promise to his wife
Chapter 2 I play a supporting role in Heroes
2.10 Reject the leader, agree to the wife

"Respected Leader" thought for a while, but Deng Feng was still ready to refuse. He was not here to be the village chief.

"Call me Che'erku." The leader interrupted him, "Mr. Deng, it seems that you have chosen to refuse. But I still want to explain that our tribe originally had more than 1500 people, and the total number of casualties yesterday was close to 300. Most of them are old, weak, women and children. In other words, we are now a tribe with more than 1200 people and more than 400 capable soldiers. Moreover, we have more than 2000 war horses and more than 10000 sheep. This is a huge sum. According to the practice of the grassland, half of the property is directly allocated to you. I have 100 horses and 500 sheep in my name. These are your direct property. If you choose to agree, the above are all your power. "Cheerku continued to persuade, and the conditions he set out were really generous.However, Deng Feng's situation was so special that he didn't care about these things at all. Among other things, the bracelet alone contained more than 50 taels of gold, which was more than enough for a tribe like this to buy 10 of them.

"I'm sorry, Che'erku, I can't stay here. I'm from the Jianghu, and I'm still very young. It's impossible to stay on the grassland for the rest of my life. Don't think about my martial arts. In fact, my skills are in the Central Plains. Probably not even a third-rate person." Deng Feng's answer was still rejection. "Also, although you may not be able to survive, Su Luk's personal strength actually exceeds yours. Why don't you look for him?"

"There is no doubt that Su Luq is a rare warrior, but he is definitely not a good leader. He is too impatient and too rough, and is not suitable for leading the entire tribe. The grassland is indeed only about strength, but strength includes many kinds , Strategy is one of them, but Suruk has almost no such thing. Moreover, his wife and eldest son were killed by Han horse bandits, so he hates Han people, I mean hating all Han people. The problem is, now The grassland is not what it used to be. If we want to develop, we cannot do without Han caravans. Apart from other things, why do we raise so many war horses? Isn’t it just to exchange necessary supplies with the Han people? Even the scimitars in the hands of warriors are They came from the Han people, and they are all inferior goods. None of the other necessities were exchanged from the Han caravans. In this case, how can you expect me to hand over the tribe to him with confidence?" Che. Erku showed a helpless expression. It was obvious that the leader was still conscious even when he was about to die.

Deng Feng also saw this very clearly.When the first herdsman he saw heard that he was Han and that he was willing to buy horses, he couldn't hide the relief on his face.Others, he saw that almost all the herdsmen ate barbecued meat, not even much boiled meat, and the only few cases where they cooked at the door of the tent were also made of earthenware pots, obviously due to the lack of iron pots; No matter how you eat meat, tea leaves are indispensable in the end, such as the milk tea last night, otherwise, the result of eating meat for a long time without tea leaves is that your health will go from bad to worse; the barbecue last night only had a slight salty taste, Deng Feng still took out the refined salt from the bracelet Eating it with dipping is considered to be in line with the taste. As far as this is the food provided by the headman, it is obvious that the salt in the tribe is not enough; in the whole tribe, almost everyone including the headman wears leather robes, but they just showed up. The heads, wives and daughters wear cloth clothes, and they are made of different cloths, mainly coarse cotton and linen, with only a little silk as decoration. Obviously, they also know that cloth is comfortable to wear, but there is no such thing in the tribe; The sanitation of the whole tribe is very poor, full of sheep dung and sheep smell everywhere, almost everyone has the smell, no matter what they wear is dirty; almost all the men of the tribe have bows and arrows, but Deng Feng observed However, longbows are basically simple wooden bows, more than one meter long, but the effect is not necessarily very good, the arrows are also very rough, and there are even bone arrowheads and stone arrowheads; as for the scimitar, it is all iron. The manufacturing level of the products is very poor, with trachoma and rust visible on many of them, including the large one in Cheerku’s hand.

That's it, it still refers to daily life.Look at the leader Cheerku in front of him. After he was injured and it was a life-threatening injury, he could only be simply bandaged. It was obvious that no medicine was used. He had the same stains on his body as usual, and he had not been cleaned either. , this is still the treatment of the leader. Ordinary herdsmen basically look at their own resistance and luck. If they can survive, they will survive. If they can't resist, they will die. Just now Cheerku said that there were nearly 300 casualties in last night's battle, but then explained When calculating the number of people in the tribe, all were subtracted. Obviously, there was no hope.With such medical and health conditions, one is lucky to not die, let alone live a beautiful life.

Under such circumstances, Su Luke hated the Han people. If he became the leader, he didn't know which corner he would take this tribe to. It would be nice if he didn't just fall into the well.

Deng Feng really looked down on such a backward "power" that had just left the primitive level. He had no interest in "returning to the primitive tribe and becoming the village chief."

"I'm sorry, Che'erku, I can't stay. I want to continue traveling and improve my martial arts. Even if I get old in the future, I will only stay in the middle-earth, not the grassland." Deng Feng said helplessly to Che Erku apologizes.

Seeing that it was impossible to keep Deng Feng, Cheerku could only wave his hands helplessly and turned his head to the side.Probably because the conversation just consumed too much energy, he quickly closed his eyes, and only the occasional rise and fall of his chest proved that he was still alive.

Deng Feng stopped talking and stood up to leave the tent. When he arrived at the door, he found Fairy Yali and her daughter standing there. When he came out, he hurriedly saluted and greeted him.Deng Feng continued to leave after answering the greeting. After walking a few steps, he remembered the blood stains on his clothes, so he turned back to Yalixian and said, "The leader of Cheerku has fallen asleep. Madam, I want to ask you a question."

"Dear Young Master, please speak." Yalixian bowed her head very respectfully and replied.

"Madam, one of my clothes is full of bloodstains from yesterday's battle. You and Miss Aman are the only two people I saw in the tribe wearing cloth clothes. So do you know how to clean the bloodstains? "Deng Feng was helpless towards Yalixian's respectful attitude. He could only allow himself to be equally polite.

"No problem, young master, just leave it to me." Yalixian replied quickly.

"Well" Deng Feng's original intention was to ask her if she had any good methods or tools, such as washing powder and the like - Deng Feng forgot to consider this aspect when preparing the supplies - but he didn't expect Yalixian to simply She said she wanted to help with the washing, but it was obviously too hurtful to refuse at this time, so Deng Feng had no choice but to take the clothes out of the bag and hand them to her.However, as a reward, Deng Feng thought about it and took out the Yuan Dynasty-style sky blue dress from the bracelet while she was not paying attention. Wash them clean. This sky blue dress is of Mongolian style. I don’t like it, so I gave it to you. Don’t worry, I haven’t worn it once.”

"Ah?" Yalixian didn't expect it to be like this. She opened her mouth and wanted to refuse, but she didn't know what she thought of. She lowered her head and thought for a while, "In that case, thank you, Master."

Looking at Yalixian's retreating figure, Deng Feng shook his head and said nothing more, then turned back to the tent guest room.I have been working hard for most of the night. Since I have nothing to do now, I should take a good rest.He didn't call anyone else. He just told the servant "Don't disturb me until I wake up." Then he took out a lot of high-calorie food and drinking water from the bracelet. After eating and drinking, he fell asleep without taking off his clothes. Before going to bed, he did not forget to throw the empty cans on the ground, and unsheathed his long knife and stood it at the head of the bed.

I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly there was a reverberation of the tinkling, followed by a female voice exclaiming. Deng Feng, who had been sleeping soundly, immediately woke up. Almost in an instant, his hand had already grasped the handle of the knife, and at the same time he looked towards the tent. At the door, it turned out that Yalixian was standing at the door, holding something in one hand and not yet putting down the tent curtain with the other hand, with a surprised expression on her face.

Putting down the long knife speechlessly, Deng Feng stood up from the bed. Through the curtain door raised by Yalixian, he was surprised to find that although it was not dark outside yet, the sky had already darkened significantly.Deng Feng slapped himself on the forehead. He didn't expect that he had slept for so long. "I'm sorry, madam, I was too nervous. It's so late, do you have anything else to do?"

"Excuse me for your rest, sir, I have already washed your clothes." Yalixian held the clothes in her hands and handed them to Deng Feng, her expression was inexplicably nervous. "So fast?" Deng Feng simply shook off his clothes to take a look, and then found that the curtain door had been closed, and basically only human figures could be seen in the entire tent.He didn't care. He took out the lighter from the bracelet, lit the candle on the table, and shined it directly into the bright candlelight. He found that the clothes were really clean, but the individual blood stains were a little dim when the candlelight came through. This cleaning The effect is really nothing to say.

"Thank you, madam, you really helped me a lot - huh?" Deng Feng looked up and thanked her with a happy face, only to find that Yalixian had already put on the coat she had given her.The clothes have obviously been changed, and the size fits Yalixian very well.Not only that, some details have also been modified. The original men's jacket now looks very suitable for women. Moreover, Deng Feng is taller, almost a head taller than Yalixian. Originally, it only reached the middle of Deng Feng's calf. The jacket was just at the same level as her ankles when she was wearing it, and it seemed to fit her very well.

"Madam, you are so beautiful. This dress is tailor-made for you after modification!" Deng Feng gave a sincere thumbs up and gave Yalixian a sincere evaluation.He didn't mean to exaggerate. Yalixian is a typical minority beauty, just like the Uyghur actresses from Xinjiang Province in real society. Her face and lines are tougher than those of the Han people, but there is nothing inappropriate about it. She is completely in line with Deng Feng. She has a very popular aesthetic, and her figure is very hot. Her clothes may have been patchworked together, but they didn't show off at all after putting them on. Now she puts on a well-fitting coat, and she can tell at a glance that she has a standard S shape. Her age is estimated to be around 30, and she is exactly a woman. When in full bloom.

"Ah?" Yalixian's cheeks instantly turned red, her head lowered in confusion, and she remained silent for a long time.

Only then did Deng Feng remember that he was now in ancient times, and what he just said could be said to be teasing.He touched his nose in embarrassment, "I'm sorry, madam, I'm not...well, but I mean it."

Yalixian still didn't speak. It took her a while to raise her head again, but the blush on her face still hadn't faded. "Thank you so much, Master, for the compliment. I just want to ask, why didn't Master agree to stay and be our leader?"

"Huh?" Although it was a little strange, Deng Feng patiently explained it again, and finally added, "I don't like the grassland, and I don't want to spend the rest of my life like this. People in the world often have today but no tomorrow. But at least it won’t be like the grassland, where there will be no improvement in life.”

"Then" Yalixian seemed to have already known Deng Feng's answer, but still did not give up, "Mr. Deng, did Che'erku tell you that as long as you agree, you can get all his property?"

"I told you, but I don't care about this." Deng Feng answered simply.

"No, young master, what I mean is" Yalixian stopped, and it took a long time to gather her courage again. She raised her head and looked directly at Deng Feng, "the things in the property include me and Aman!"

"Ah?" Deng Feng then remembered that this was an ancient grassland.

The grasslands of ancient China have experienced countless nomadic peoples. Generally speaking, the customs of these peoples have changed greatly, but some details are very consistent. For example, regarding the status of men and women, ordinary women in the grasslands have almost no status. They themselves belong to Part of a man's "property" remained so until the early Manchu period. The property inheritance system of "after the father dies, the son succeeds, and the elder brother succeeds the younger brother" has remained unchanged. If the father dies, the son can inherit all the women of the father except the biological mother. If the elder brother is gone, the younger brother will inherit the same as his sister-in-law. This is no joke. Among them The most typical one is the scandal between the regent Dorgon and the Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang in the early Manchu Qing Dynasty.

"This, madam." Deng Feng thought about it for a long time and didn't know what to say. He could only explain it as euphemistically as possible, "I am a Han Chinese and I am not adapted to the customs of your grasslands. Of course, I am not, uh... but I I really never thought about being your leader, never."

"It doesn't matter!" Yalixian seemed to have exhausted all her courage, directly interrupting Deng Feng's pale explanation, and began to unbutton her clothes unskillfully, "You can try it first, I know you Han people love It's clean, I washed it when I came here, I don't mind." She couldn't say any more, and simply threw her completely unbuttoned coat on the ground, which was completely vacuum inside, and then lowered her head and threw herself into Deng Feng's arms.

Deng Feng was still confused. He subconsciously hugged Yao Luo in his arms, and then let go of his hand as if he was electrocuted, "Madam, I."

"Call me Yalixian."

"Okay, Yalixian, where is Che'erku?" Does Deng Feng mind?Bullshit, how many men care about this kind of thing.The problem is, he lives in a guest room, which is less than 10 meters away from the big tent in Cheerku.Of course, what he mainly meant was that Cheerku was still there, and it was obviously inappropriate for two people to do this.

"He is asleep, and his outcome is already determined. The next leader will accept everything from him, including me. If you don't mind, of course I am willing to follow you, but if you don't agree, I am not willing to follow Su either. Luke. You don't have to think too much. As long as you take me with you when you leave, I'm willing to go to the end of the world." Yalixian's pretty face was buried in Deng Feng's arms, and she gave some unclear explanations in her words.

Naturally, Deng Feng would no longer be polite.
(End of this chapter)