Cao Thief

Chapter 408
It was dawn and the sun was rising.

The silent grassland is full of vitality again.The herdsmen drove their cattle and horses, and their loud singing echoed over the pasture.

Cao Peng, dressed in casual clothes, took Han De, Wang Shuang and four Fei Yan, and Shi Shiran left the embassy.

A group of people rode on horses and headed towards Zuo Xianwang's residence.On the way to the garrison of the Huns, Cao Peng explained to Han De and others again and again.Cao Peng also made a lot of preparations for this mission to Saibei.Especially for the customs of the Huns, Cao Peng has worked hard.At noon that day, a group of iron cavalry was seen walking from the station from a distance...

These are the troops of Zuo Xianwang Liu Bao, going to the mission station.

Cao Peng narrowed his eyes and led the people away from Liu Bao and the others.After Liu Bao's men had left, they slowly approached the Huns' garrison.

The king's tent of Zuo Xian Wang Liu Bao has a large area.

It is roughly estimated that there are at least tens of thousands of people on this Shentu Zemu Plain, and these are also the foundation for Liu Bao to gain a foothold in the Southern Huns.

Below the king's tent, there are many dependent tribes.

According to the size of the population, these tribal adults are called handsome or handsome.

Generally speaking, those who have more than [-] people who control the strings can be called handsome, while those with less than [-] are called small handsome.

If you draw a structural diagram, you can clearly discover the entire Xiongnu system.

Shan Yu is the largest, and below him are the virtuous kings of the left and right.Below the left and right virtuous kings, there are tribal adults, also known as handsome men.Below the heroic level, there are many small tribes attached to them, called the little handsome... In this way, it becomes a pyramid-shaped structure.

Over the years, the connection between the Southern Huns and the Central Plains has been very close.

Especially after Hu Chuquan succeeded, he was more closely connected with the Central Plains.

So when Cao Peng and others entered Zuo Xianwang's residence, they did not receive too much interrogation, let alone embarrass them.

"Han Jialang, what's the matter?"

"Beautiful girl, we have driven a long way to this beautiful pasture...just thirsty, so I want to ask for some food."

Basically, the Huns at this time were still polite to the Han people.

After all, to some extent, the Huns are in a state of naturalization and attachment.So, after Hande talked to them in fluent Hun language, some women took out food and milk wine and entertained them warmly.Among them, there are many Han women who seem to have gotten used to life on the grassland.They surrounded Cao Peng and others, asking for news about their hometown.Each one reveals a different kind of enthusiasm... Grassland, natural selection!The women who can survive naturally have their unusual features.However, these women still shed tears when they mentioned their hometown.

"Han Jialang, sing a song from my hometown."

A thirty-year-old woman looked at Cao Peng and pleaded.

"We left our hometown and almost forgot the folk songs of our hometown... I don't know what new songs are there in my hometown now?"

The king's tent in the distance stands majestically.

The golden-yellow tent gleamed magnificently in the sunlight.

That is the residence of Zuo Xian Wang Liu Bao.

Around the king's tent, there are Hun soldiers guarding them.Cao Peng could vaguely see a few young Huns playing outside the big tent.

How can the princess come out?
Cao Peng thought for a while, then suddenly smiled and said, "I have a song, you can sing it with me."

He asked Hande to take out a guqin from the horse's pocket and place it in front of him.The ancients commented on talent and learning, in addition to poems, songs, and classic articles, they would also discuss piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.As a scholar-bureaucrat, if he doesn't understand piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he will be ridiculed.In the past three years, under Huang Yueying's urging, Cao Peng has mastered the rhythm a little bit, and can play a few songs...

He stabilized his mind and brushed his fingers over the strings.

All the sounds of the zither came up leisurely, echoing over the station.

"Withered vines, old trees, dark crows, small bridges and flowing water, people. The ancient road is windy and thin, the sun is setting, and heartbroken people are at the end of the world..."

With the growth of age, Cao Peng's voice has more or less a sense of vicissitudes.

Especially in the past few years, the voice change period has passed, and after the vocal cords have matured, Cao Peng's singing has a hint of magnetism.

After singing a song, the women around showed mournful expressions.

Some even shed tears in secret... To them, isn't it a heartbreaker?A group of heartbroken people far away from home!
A woman walked out of the king's tent in the distance.

She was wearing a white Hu skirt and a slanted-breasted animal skin gown.

"Mother, why did you come out?"

A little girl ran over and hugged the woman's leg, Jiaohan asked.

She spoke Chinese, with a clear and pleasant voice.The woman smiled slightly, bent down and hugged the girl in her arms.

"A Meiguai, who was singing just now?"

"It seems to be the singing from over there... my brother said, there are some Han Jialangs. But his singing is so ugly, it is not as sweet as my mother's piano."

The woman looked in the direction of Ameiguai's finger, and suddenly said, "Adiguai, let's go and have a look."

A stout boy ran over with a smile.

"Han Jialang, you sing well, but it's so sad!
Can I change the song? "

Cao Pengwen smiled slightly, and from the corner of his eye, he inadvertently swept towards the direction of Wang's tent, and saw a woman, holding a girl in her arms, and holding a son, coming slowly.Is it her?Cao Peng was somewhat puzzled.Looking at her attire, it seems that she is not an ordinary Hun woman.But the bun was a little disheveled, covering his face so that he couldn't see clearly.

"When you come from your hometown, you should know the affairs of your hometown.

Leaning in front of the window in the coming day, the plum blossoms are not yet in bloom. "

A harp sound, a poem...

The woman stopped abruptly and looked this way blankly.

Seeing her, her cheeks twitched slightly, and after a while she turned around abruptly and walked towards Wang's tent.

"Mother, why do you want to go back?"

"Aniang is not feeling well...Adiguai, you go and invite that singer to come to the tent, I have something to ask him."

A Diguai agreed, and ran to Cao Peng quickly.

And Cao Peng also noticed the woman's reaction at this time, so the singing changed accordingly, "Don't believe in people's words, the beast is not as good as the bear, and the tile is not as good as the Zhang. For Meng Jian's history, Ban Zhao's learning, Zhonglang's inheritance, and Cai Yan's poems , washed with lead and flowers, and no necklaces, but still with the incense of the sandalwood country..."

I saw the woman staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?"

Amei asked softly.

The woman is in tears.

"Wu Na Han Jialang, what are you singing about?"

Adi ran forward, pointed at Cao Peng's nose, and shouted sharply: "My mother told you to go, so hurry up."

"Who is your mother?"

Cao Peng asked pretending to be confused.

Someone at the side gave the answer, and Cao Peng was overjoyed, but doubts still appeared on his face.

He signaled Hande and the others to wait aside, followed Adi into a large tent.I saw the woman from before, who was sitting upright at the banquet, combing her temples into the hairstyle of a Han girl, and staring blankly at Cao Peng coming in.

"Who are you?"

Cao Peng took a deep breath, "I am a businessman, and I was ordered by the master's family to come to the grassland to find the daughter of the master's mentor."

"Who is your master?"

"Dare to ask you, who is it?"

The woman looked at Cao Peng quietly, and calmed down after a while.

"Cai Yan's poems are all washed out of lead, and there are no necklaces, but they still carry the incense of the sandalwood country...

Zhaoji was ashamed not to be praised like this, for twelve years, Zhaoji never imagined that there were still people in her homeland who still remembered Zhaoji's name. "

Cao Peng was as calm as water, staring at the woman at the banquet.

Stuffed with wind and frost, it can't hide the elegance.The complexion is slightly rough, but still retains the charm of the past.Cao Peng stepped forward and cupped his hands, "I'm Cao Peng, under the order of Cao Sikong, I'm here to visit Master Cai...

Sikong said: Zhaoji, you should return home! "

Tears gushed like a spring, and Cai Yan suddenly burst into tears.

Even Ah Meiguai, who was beside her, began to cry... Adiguai rushed up and grabbed Cao Peng's lapel.

"You villain, you actually made my mother cry."

This Hun boy, like a young tiger, grabbed Cao Peng's skirt and fought.

Cao Peng stretched out his hand and grabbed Adiguai.Although the young man's body is strong, but in Cao Peng's hands, it seems like nothing.

"Adi abduct, Hugh is rude!"

Cai Yan quickly stopped crying, and scolded Adiguai.

"Sir, please let go, Adiguai is just..."

Before Cai Yan finished speaking, Cao Peng had already let go of Adiguai, squatted down, put one hand on Adiguai's forehead, and let Adiguai do whatever he wanted.

"Don't worry everyone, Cai, I won't hurt him... I came here this time to welcome everyone back to their hometown."

Come back home?

This is a throbbing phrase.

After living in exile for twelve years, Cai Yan thought about this word countless times, but the result was...

She stabilized her emotions, holding A Meiguai in one hand, and holding Adiguai in her arms with the other, "Meng Degong is already Sikongzai?"

"Exactly."

Cai Yan raised that charming face, looked at Cao Peng and said, "But, how are you going to take me home?"

"I should implore Zuo Xianwang."

"No!"

Cai Yan suddenly said loudly: "King Zuo Xian will definitely not let my mother and son go back."

Cao Peng keenly noticed that Cai Yan used "my mother and son" instead of "I".In history, one of Cai Yanling's biggest blemishes was that she abandoned a pair of sons and daughters when she returned to her hometown.So many people think that Cai Yan is the kind of cruel-hearted woman who doesn't care about her children.But now it seems that her love for her children is totally unpretentious.

Just imagine, Liu Bao let Cai Yan go back, it was a last resort.

He can let Cai Yan go, but it is absolutely impossible to abandon his own flesh and blood... However, there seems to be no record in the history books about the fate of Cai Yan's children.This trip to the Great Wall has completely surpassed Cao Peng's knowledge.He was lucky to be able to find Cai Yan, but it might not be easy to take away this pair of children under Liu Bao's nose.In history, why did Cai Yan abandon her children?No one knows the truth.

Cao Peng looked at Cai Yan's brothers and sisters hugging tightly in his arms, hesitated for a moment and said, "If everyone in Cai is willing to return, I will try my best to bring his brothers and sisters back together."

When Cai Yan heard this, surprise appeared on his face.

"really?"

"Cao is not talented, since he has said something, he will definitely not go back on his word.

But, before that, please be patient for a while.I need to observe the situation and then make calculations.

Please everyone, Cai, take good care of your children and don't be noticed by Zuo Xianwang. "

When Cao Peng said these words, he had secretly made up his mind.

No matter what reason Cai Yan abandoned her children in history.But now that he's here, he can't make her bear any more infamy.

(End of this chapter)