Zhu Shenzui had never dealt with the Mongols, so it was natural that he did not understand these things.
But Ma Shizhou had lived in Mongolia for several years before and knew the temperament of the Mongolian people very well.
He told Zhu Shenzui that the Mongolians seemed honest, simple, enthusiastic and hospitable, but their way of thinking was completely different from that of the Han people. The Mongolians worshiped the force of the weak and the strong, and were in awe of the illusory Everlasting Sky, Han people's rules and grasslands. There is a big difference between the rules on the Internet, and many times it is absolutely impossible to understand them with conventional thinking.
Ma Shizhou personally experienced something when he was in Mongolia. Once, a small-scale caravan came to his tribe for trading. At first, the transaction went very smoothly, and the two parties got along very well. However, because the tribe was not big, they really could not bring enough things to trade with the caravan, and they were simply unable to obtain all the goods they needed from the caravan.
After the transaction was completed, the leader of the tribe warmly entertained the guests and even slaughtered cattle and sheep to treat the guests to wine and meat as a token of his gratitude. After drinking wine and eating meat, the leader warmly invited the guests to stay, and specially arranged the best yurt for the guests to stay.
The other party happily agreed, and on the night they moved in, the leader of the tribe was extremely considerate and gave his most beautiful daughter to the guest to warm the bed, allowing her to accompany the guest through an unforgettable and ecstatic night. .
Everything seemed to be so harmonious, but no one expected that after the leader's little daughter left the yurt early the next morning, the Mongolian leader who had been so pleasant a moment ago changed his face in an instant, and led his men directly into the yurt with knives. Simply chop off the distinguished guest's head.
According to Mongolian rules, I really want what you brought, but I don’t have the money to buy it, so what should I do? I will treat you with the highest courtesy, and then give you my best and most noble thing (daughter) to enjoy. Since you have accepted this noble "gift", the two parties have reached a deal. When you finish enjoying it, your Everything, including your life, belongs to me.
This kind of thinking is very "simple and unpretentious", and everything is reasonable and reasonable in doing such a thing.
Their way of thinking is really incomprehensible to the Han people, but it is very normal to the Mongolian minds. This is especially true when dealing with some small caravans. There are dangers hidden under the enthusiasm. If you make a wrong step, the consequences will be very serious.
"So, is there such a risk in dealing with such a small tribe?" Zhu Shenzui asked in surprise.
"Where is there no risk in the grassland?" Ma Shizhou said with a bitter smile: "Businesses in the grassland are all done at risk, but Mr. Liu, you don't have to worry too much. Even if such a thing happens, it is not absolute. Mongolians still have rules. To be honest, at least they will never do anything that violates the Changshengtian. As long as you don’t accept their good intentions and don’t let them take advantage of them, ordinary transactions are still very safe. Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many people coming to the grassland. It’s a deal.”
Thinking about Ma Shizhou's words, Zhu Shenzui saluted him sternly and accepted his advice.
Ma Shizhou waved his hand and said that this was what he should do. Since Zhu Shenzui invited him and gave him a generous reward, and he also had Wang Rong's relationship, he would naturally consider Zhu Shenzui and give him the necessary reminder. It's also natural.
Zhu Shenzui called everyone together and solemnly told them Ma Shizhou's reminder.
After hearing this, everyone was stunned at such a situation, and they all looked at each other in confusion. But at Zhu Shenzui's request, everyone still nodded and promised that everything would follow Zhu Shenzui's arrangements. After all, no one wanted to lose their lives on the grassland because of greed for temporary pleasure.
They took turns guarding the camp during the night and spent the night safely.
When the sun rose early the next morning, Zhu Shenzui and his party continued to set off, heading northwest.
As they walked towards noon, they saw a group of herdsmen's cattle and sheep in the distance. It seemed that what Ma Shizhou said yesterday was correct. They did meet a small tribe on their way. It could be seen from the number of cattle and sheep. , there are not many people in this tribe.
When Zhu Shenzui and the others discovered the herdsmen, the herdsmen grazing also discovered them at the same time. The sound of horse hooves sounded, and two of the Mongolians on horseback were galloping towards them. The two Mongolians were divided into left and right, and they circled half an arc and took a defensive posture. While riding the horse, they were holding their swords and bows. He held it in his hand, looking extremely alert.
When they got closer, when they saw Zhu Shenzui and his group and the carriage, they were slightly startled at first, and then saw the business flag stuck on the carriage. The two Mongolians were instantly hostile and slowed down their horses. One of them was good at it. He put it in his mouth and whistled, turned the horse's head, and walked slowly to the front.
One of these two Mongolians is a middle-aged man with a dark face, and the other is a childish young man. From their appearance, it can be seen that they are father and son.
The middle-aged man said something to the young man. Zhu Shenzui didn't understand it, but when he saw the young man reining in his horse and stopped dozens of meters away, he probably meant to tell him to wait there.
The middle-aged man rode up to him alone and started chattering. After hearing this, Ma Shizhou also chattered back. After hearing this, the middle-aged man was overjoyed. He jumped off his horse and greeted Zhu Shenzui and the others very warmly. He also stretched out his hand to point in one direction.
Zhu Shenzui has been learning Mongolian from Ma Shizhou these days, and he can barely understand a few basic Mongolian sentences. However, the middle-aged man speaks Mongolian fast, chatty and with an accent, so he can't understand what he is saying for a while. However, judging from the other party's posture and Ma Shizhou's answer just now, it seemed that the middle-aged man just asked them if they were merchants and if they had any goods.
Ma Shizhou answered yes and told him that they were businessmen going to Fengzhou Beach. The middle-aged man was very happy after hearing this and said that their camp was not far away. He invited Zhu Shenzhui and his party to rest in the camp and Hope to trade with them.
Ma Shizhou told Zhu Shenzui this in a low voice. Zhu Shenzui was already prepared for this. He nodded immediately and replied to the middle-aged man in Mongolian to express his agreement.
The middle-aged man was even more overjoyed after hearing this. He turned around and said a few words to the young man quickly. Ma Shizhou continued to translate for Zhu Shenzhui. This young man was indeed the middle-aged man's son. The middle-aged man told the young man to herd cattle and sheep well. He is taking guests to the camp now.
After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man got on his horse again, and drove the horse to walk with Zhu Shenzui and the others, but slightly in front, guiding them towards the camp.
While walking and communicating, Zhu Shenzui learned through Ma Shizhou's translation that the middle-aged Mongolian man's name was Hatulige, which means hardness in Mongolian. The young man who was with him just now was Hatulige's son Turigen.
The tribe he belongs to is a small tribe, consisting of more than a dozen families of herders. The total population is just over a hundred people, of which two-thirds are the elderly and the weak.
The leader of the tribe is Erez, Hatulige's father.
The tribe's camp was not far from where they met. Hatulige and Zhu Shenzui and his party walked for about half an hour when they faintly saw the shadow of the yurt in front of them.
As Hatulige said, their tribe is not big, and the yurts look like less than twenty. In addition, there are some cattle and sheep around the camp, and some others are busy. figures coming and going.
Their arrival immediately attracted the attention of the camp, and before they even got close to the camp, someone came over on horseback. When the visitor approached, Hatulige drove his horse forward and shouted a few words loudly to the other side. Hearing Hatulige's voice over there, he felt relieved, and then heard Hatulige say that Zhu Shenzui and the others were When passing by the merchants, a few of the people who came quickly turned their horses and headed back to the camp, while the others came over happily with happy faces.
After meeting and briefly greeting each other, these Mongolians hugged Zhu Shenzui and others and continued towards the camp. When we arrived at the camp, many people, old and young, had already come out of the camp. Several children also ran out of the yurt happily. Under the leadership of their mothers and elders, they looked at Zhu Zhu with surprised and curious eyes. Shen Zhui and the others looked at them.
When he arrived at the place, Hatulige dismounted and walked quickly towards the leading old man. He whispered a few words to the old man. If there were no accidents, this old man should be the one Hatulige mentioned before, that is, The leader of this small tribe is his father Eris.
"Welcome, friends from the Ming Dynasty who have come from afar!" After listening to his son's words, Erisi strode toward Zhu Shenzui and the others with a smile on his face.
Zhu Shenzui came forward with Ma Shizhou. He originally thought that Ma Shizhou would be needed to translate, but he didn't expect that Erisi actually spoke Chinese well. Although he had an awkward accent, he could understand clearly.
"Well, dear elder, I am very happy to meet you. Thank you for your warm hospitality." According to Mongolian etiquette, Zhu Shenzui put his right hand on his chest and bowed his upper body slightly to salute the other party.
After all, the title of the leader of the Mongolian tribe is cumbersome. It stands to reason that the leader of the tribe can be called Taiji, but the tribe where Erezi belongs is too small. The name Taiji must be called Taiji for a tribe with at least a thousand people. So Zhu Shenzui made a change and called the other party "elder". This title made Erisi very happy, and a smile instantly bloomed on his face.
