Economic and Trade Song Dynasty

Chapter 188

Xiao Qu'er saw that Chana Dorji was much taller than him, and seemed to be as tall as Songman. He was timid to ask them their ages, and only whispered: "I am Boya Wu Wenqu, and I will study here in the future."

At that time, Chana Dorje had a handsome face between a teenager and a child, and even his smile was hearty and intoxicating.

Compared with Chana Dorje, who likes to talk, Basiba is a bit more silent, but he always has a kind and compassionate smile on his face.

When Xiao Qu'er looks at Ba Siba, he suddenly thinks of his fox father.

Maybe Daddy Huhu will get along well with Ba Siba.

Xiao Qu'er communicated very well with the two brothers. Hearing that Xiao Qu'er was learning Usi Tibetan, Basiba and Chana Dorji said that they could teach him in the future, and Xiao Qu'er was very happy to hear that.

Qin Juan woke up after dark, at this time Donuqi was bringing the doctor over, and the two children were also reviewing their homework in the next room.

Hearing movement outside the courtyard, Songman put down his textbooks and ran outside.

"Master Songman, how did you learn today?" Donucci asked with a smile, "And what about Master Wenquer?"

"Anyway, I'm not very good at learning, and my brother is in there." Songman said, "Does your lord want to see lord Qin?"

Unexpectedly, Donuqi lowered his head slightly and said in his ear: "I occasionally heard Young Master Songman call Master Qin's father."

Song Man was taken aback for a moment, and finally roared angrily: "What's the matter even if you hear it? When Father Huhu left me in Luobu, Master Qin pulled me up with shit and piss."

Donucci smiled and saluted: "I'm sorry, Master Songman."

Xiao Qu'er in the house pricked up his ears, he could almost learn a lot from this elder brother.

This brother has a perverse personality and understands the world. He seems to know how to arouse the kindness and sincerity of others.

This brother is not stage-frightened in dealing with others, he is frank and brave, which makes him very envious.

He lowered his head and looked at the book in his hand. The current brother Songman is his pride, and he must work hard to become the pride of his brother so as not to hold back.

Qin Juan felt much better when he woke up, and he felt it when the doctor Donuqi brought in handed him the medicine.

"My lord's body should have recovered, and I think he can recover after drinking the medicine." The doctor smiled slightly.

Qin Juan drank the medicine and said that he was hungry.

Physician: "When you are recovering from a serious illness, you should eat less meat. The vegetables and fruits in Liangzhou are good. Since ancient times, this area has been known as the frontier of the south of the Yangtze River. You might as well eat the vegetables, fruits and fish cooked by the cooks here."

The doctor probably didn't know that Qin Juan's favorite food was fish, but it's a pity that he couldn't eat it all year round in the desert!

Donucci is really an expert at observing words and expressions. Seeing the joy in the corners of Qin Juan's eyes and brows, he went out and gave some instructions to the servant.

"It's getting late, I'm leaving first, if your lord has any orders, you can ask the slaves to find me at any time." Donucci said and left with the doctor.

Qin Juan's memory of Liangzhou is: the cook at Kuoduan's family is really good, there are really many books in the academy here, and the teachers who teach can line up from the south of the city to the north of the city...

The great Confucianists in Hexi, the counselors in Khitan, and the Buddhist masters in Tubo almost all gather here.

Song Man propped his chin up and watched Qin Juan and Xiao Qu'er eat up all the vegetables, fruits and fish on the table in an extremely speechless manner.

In Songman's view, no meat is tantamount to herding sheep...

So Song Man didn't eat much for this dinner, and after going back to his room to take a shower, he lay on the bed with Xiao Qu'er, Song Man's stomach growled.

Xiao Qu'er looked over and was stunned.

Song Man calmly spit out a word: "Hungry."

Xiao Qu'er got up one by one, and Song Man looked at him: "Where are you going?"

"Wait for me." Xiao Qu'er got out of bed, went to the cabinet and took out his bag, which contained two pieces of beef jerky wrapped in oil paper.

Beef jerky can be stored for a long time. On the road, someone from Kuduanwang gave it to him. The person didn't know that he didn't eat beef, so he took it and found out that it was beef, so he wrapped it up.

Songman took the oiled paper package from Xiao Quer, opened it, and saw the dried beef wrapped in a thick shell of cumin pepper, drooling.

"Xiao Qu'er, do you want to eat with me?" Song Man handed him a piece.

Xiao Qu'er shook her head: "I don't eat beef, so I keep it, brother, eat it quickly, remember to rinse your mouth and brush your teeth after eating."

Songman nodded: "No, you don't eat beef anyway."

Xiao Qu'er thought for a while and replied: "Because Master said that the mount that Lao Tzu, the founder of Taoism, rode was a big yellow ox, so Taoists don't eat beef."

"When you say that, I seem to remember it. Qin Juan's father seemed to say when I was a child that big yellow cattle were used to cultivate the land, so their cattle would only be eaten after they died of old age, but most of them were buried."

Seeing that Song Man was drooling, Xiao Qu'er suddenly sighed silently: "Actually, Han people don't say they don't eat beef, but some of us are restraining ourselves. Master occasionally told me that there are four kinds of meat in the world that once you eat, you can't give up. Well, one is beef, the other is wild geese, the third is deer, and the fourth is soft-shelled turtle. So, I just dare not touch this, not that I won’t be tempted.”

"..." Song Man ate his whole meal, Xiao Qu'er only heard half of what Xiao Qu'er said, wiped his mouth and looked at him, "Oh! Xiao Qu'er, why am I still a little hungry!"

"..." Xiao Qu'er said that she really didn't have anything to eat, "Why don't you drink some water to suppress your stomach..."

Xiao Qu'er brought the kettle over.

"It makes sense." Songman took a few sips from the water bottle.

The two woke up after a full sleep, and a servant knocked on the window to wake them up.

"There is an archery class today, the two young masters hurry up and prepare." The servant said.

Song Man has a braided gown and leather boots, but the little Quer's has not been placed yet, and he is still wearing the same clothes as yesterday.

After going to the grassland, Xiao Qu'er felt the strange gazes of those aristocratic princes, and Xiao Qu'er was a little uneasy.

Songman, who was a bit nervous, also realized what

At this moment, Chana Dorji came over, and he smiled and looked at Xiao Qu'er: "Wen Qu, haven't you finished your riding uniform yet? Why don't you wear mine?"

Chana Dorje is a bit taller than Songman. If he could wear it, Songman would have given it to Xiaoqu a long time ago. Songman was a little upset when he heard it, but he couldn't show it on his face. After all, he was also kind, but when yesterday When Yanyan's classmates who were still talking to him were also looking at him strangely, he knew that those people were wondering if his brother was incompetent, so this was the reason for his displeasure.

Chana Dorje quickly realized what was happening, and hurriedly said: "I was only four or five years old when I was an envoy to Xiliang Mansion, and I have lived here since I was six years old. It's new and never worn."

Hearing what he said, the smart children also understood, and an older one came up to them and said: "Then what are you waiting for, the general will be here in two quarters of an hour, you let the little servant run errands to pick it up, and leave it behind." A quarter of an hour is just right for Wen Qu to change clothes."

The child who was speaking had already had sharp eyebrows and star-eyed eyes at a young age, and he was handsome and handsome. His eyes were shining and his spirit was high when he spoke.

Chana Dorje gave some instructions to the little servant behind him, and the little servant ran away quickly.

Xiao Qu'er saluted and bowed to thank her.

"Why didn't I see you yesterday." Songman looked at the boy with flying eyebrows.

The boy smiled and said, "I went to the north of the city yesterday, but I didn't make it in time to see you."

After finishing speaking, he saluted with a smile: "Zadalan Liuguang Station."

"So it's Ayiga's nephew." Song Man nodded knowingly, "You look like you should be at the forefront of Zha Dalan's generation."

On the contrary, Mongolian people generally let the youngest of the heirs inherit the family business.

Therefore, when Wokuotai Khan gave birth to the eldest son Guiyou to ascend the throne, many people were dissatisfied and opposed, and Batu was one of them.

The eldest son is in charge of leading the troops to fight, and most of them have a lot of military power in their hands. For the second and third ranks like Liuguangyi, it is difficult to even lead a soldier, so they have to find another way out.

You say Songman doesn't understand, but he knows everything in his heart.

Songman looked at Liuguangyi and smiled: "Leave your hometown and go to Xiliang, I respect you for being a man."

Liu Guangyi: "I also respect each other, you are a man."

"However, the one farthest from home here is neither me nor you, it should be him." Songman looked at Chana Dorje, who always had a kind smile on his face. His skin was bronze, but his facial features were exquisite and three-dimensional.

Liu Guangyi smiled and said, "My hometown is Shanxi, your hometown is Da Ordu, and Chana Dorji's hometown is in Wusi Tibet."

Songman frowned: "When did your hometown become Shanxi? Isn't Ayiga from Onanhe?"

Liuguangyi: "Uncle Tang was born in Onanhe, so my hometown is Onanhe, and I was born in Taiyuan, Shanxi, so my hometown is naturally Shanxi."

"..." Songman thought about it carefully. It seems that the patriarch of the Zadalan clan was transferred to Shanxi to govern Taiyuan before he could remember anything?That guy Liu Guangyi was born in Taiyuan, it has been said, it seems to be the same thing.

"What about him, what's his name?" Liu Guangyi looked at the handsome boy who hadn't spoken.

Song Man: "He is my younger brother, Xiao Qu'er came to meet him."

"Your brother looks like a girl." Liu Guangyi didn't know that this sentence was somewhat hurtful, he just simply thought that Xiao Qu'er was fair and beautiful, after all, there are very few of them who are as white as Xiao Qu'er.

Songman frowned: "What are you talking about!" He pretended to fight.

Fortunately, Liu Guangyi reacted quickly: "No, I just think he's born white."

"Okay, I don't want to hear this again, he is the young master of the Boyawu clan, my younger brother." Songman said righteously.

In fact, Xiao Qu'er is already used to it, and was once recognized as a female doll when she was a child, but she didn't expect that for Songman, it was very bad for a boy to be said to look like a girl.

Xiao Qu'er wants to say that Taoists are really not a group of people who can't lift their shoulders or lift their hands. They may not look as tall and mighty as Mongolian people like Tataru, but they are very powerful. His master has superb skills. What about swordsmanship?

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