The two chicken wings didn't have much meat and weren't grilled well. But for Lu Wusi, while enjoying it, he also gained the envy of many people. On the grassland, such a look would lead to robbery or beating, but there are rules in the Dinghai Navy, so no one can rob it.
So the chicken wings fell into Lu Wusi's mouth and became an extremely rare delicacy.
He slurped down the two chicken wings and the two rice balls, and drank a lot of water. Just as he was about to hide in the shack and rest for a while, Shi Mo came over quickly and pointed at him: "Boy, follow me!"
He hurriedly followed.
This morning, Lu Wusi was following a hunter in the valley upstream of the Baihe River. He was serving an officer named Dong Jin, who was said to be one of the leaders of Marshal Guo's guards. The one who accompanied Dong Jin along with Lu Wusi was Shi Mo.
Lu Wusi originally thought that Shi Mo could command the Mongols like lackeys and how vicious he was in private, but he never thought that when he accompanied Dong Jin, his mouth felt like honey, and he was no different from ordinary people. What a difference.
So now he followed Shi Mo, but he was not too scared anymore. After walking a few steps, he asked: "Master Shi Mo, where are we going?"
"The Tatar Khan is definitely going to lead his troops to the west. The few Mongolian families who have taken refuge with us can feel a little more relieved and don't have to worry about retaliation. Commander Zhao will send people to Banshan to appease those people. Mongols, distribute some supplies and make them happy."
Shi Mo also said casually first and took Lu Wusi towards the military camp.
"But...but what does this have to do with me?"
"General Ge Du planned to take the opportunity to meet several Mongolian tribes, so he accepted this mission. He asked me to follow him. However, I am a Khitan, not a Mongolian. The only Mongolian tribes I have dealt with before were from Dading Prefecture. There are so many people who are willing to surrender, so I think the people who are really familiar with the situation there still have to be chosen from among the Han slaves."
Shi Mo also slowed down a little and asked sideways: "You are literate and can count. You don't look like you have done any physical work. You should have some status among the Mongols, right? You should be quite familiar with them. ?”
Lu Wusi paused for a moment, then hurriedly followed. He lowered his head and thought for a while, then said: "It's not really familiar. I only worked as a Naker with Lakshen Qianhu for two years..."
Shi Mo also clapped his hands first and said with a smile: "The ones stationed in Banshan are Lakshen's tribe. Very good, I knew I was right to choose you!"
The two of them walked forward and backward for more than a hundred steps, and when they approached the entrance of the military camp, they saw Ge Qingshu coming out excitedly.
"How is it?" Shi Mo also asked first.
"Everything has been arranged, let's leave now!"
Ge Qingshu responded casually and then noticed Lu Wusi: "So the candidate proposed by Shi Mo was you?"
Lu Wusi bowed and saluted: "It's the villain."
Ge Qingshu turned to Shi Moye and said, "He is a smart man and can be used. But the clothes are too shabby and it will lose the prestige of our navy. Aren't we going to give out seasonal robes tomorrow? Go and bring one out to him." !”
Shi Mo also agreed repeatedly, and not long after, one of his subordinates held up a heavy felt coat and stuffed it into Lu Wusi's hand: "Put it on!"
Holding the felt coat in his hand, Lu Wusi suddenly felt familiar.
This is a thick short robe, with soft soft fur on the surface, which makes people warm at the slightest touch, and long and hard coarse fur, which is slightly prickly.
Lu Wusi knew that the soft ones were sheep's wool, a specialty of Yan'an Prefecture, and the hard ones were yak hair. The two kinds of wool are woven together using a double-twist method. The characteristic of this weaving method is that the density of the wool in the weft direction is extremely high. The entire material is thicker than the ordinary weaving method, so it is not so breathable. It is especially suitable for It is windproof, and yak hair is very strong, so the clothes are not easy to damage.
"So, is this robe very good?" Ge Qingshu asked.
Only then did Lu Wusi realize that he was touching the felt robe in his hand and couldn't help but talk a lot. He was a little surprised and felt that he shouldn't talk so much, but after hearing Ge Qingshu's question, he subconsciously said: "No. If you want to keep warm, it is better to knit with twists or bias twists. This kind of double twist knitting method , causing the felt material to be too tight and not fluffy enough, so the warmth is slightly inferior. However, in this area of Monan, it is enough."
Ge Qingshu and Shi Mo also looked at each other first.
Lu Wusi carefully touched the felt robe and asked, "Master, is this for me?"
"Of course it's for you, put it on quickly!"
Lu Wusi hesitated and said: "This dress is very expensive! In Dongsheng Prefecture, there were very few such felts produced by themselves; the ones that were in large quantities were either from Jingzhou or Xia State, and one piece of felt was The material is worth twenty guan!"
Ge Qingshu laughed and said: "Don't worry, put it on! Didn't I just tell you that seasonal robes will be distributed tomorrow. All the soldiers in the army have them, and so do you! However, each of you only has one set of felt robes, so if they are broken, There’s nowhere to mend it!”
Lu Wusi held up the felt robe in front of his eyes to look at it, his hands trembling a little.
Shi Mo also smiled first and said: "These are the supplies our Commander Zhao brought from Zhongdu. They are all taken from Zhongdu's treasury. Everyone on the frontier, soldiers, and people in the fields have them. The Du Marshal's Mansion has prepared a total of 40,000 items, and they will be collected one after another. It’s coming! Don’t worry, wear it!”
Lu Wusi then wrapped his felt robe around him.
In fact, it has just entered autumn and the weather is still hot, so it is time to wear felt robes. Ge Qingshu really doesn't like the tattered robes on Lu Wusi's body, and he can't think of any serious robes that can be replaced. I just came up with the idea of changing my clothes for the season.
Fortunately, Lu Wusi was so thin that he had no more than four ounces of flesh on his body. He was just like an empty frame of bones. His felt robe was loosely wrapped around his body, letting air leak from everywhere, but he was not afraid of being overheated and was quite comfortable. He clasped his hands together, feeling the unique soft and hard feel of the felt robe all over his body, and suddenly started crying again.
Ge Qingshu and Shi Mo couldn't care less about this soft-tempered guy. They ignored Lu Wusi and ordered their trusted subordinates to load several large trucks with supplies and set off from the city. Lu Wusi sobbed and followed the team for several miles. Seeing that the knights in the team were all very kind, he caught others off guard and climbed onto the carriage board of a large car and sat down.
It takes more than thirty miles to walk from Jinshan City to Banshan Mountain in the west. The reason why this Qianhu was allowed to park so far away was, firstly, to show reassurance to these Mongols, so as to prevent them from becoming unnecessarily vigilant. Secondly, it was also to ensure the safety of Jinshan City, in case the Mongols really caused trouble. An explosion broke out close to Jinshan City, and the city was caught off guard.
However, when the group arrived at the Mongolian camp, Qianhu Lakshen came out to greet them from afar and treated them politely. They also respected Ge Qingshu and Shi Moya with extraordinary respect. That night Lakshen convened a banquet, and several hundred households under his command all showed up. Everyone exchanged glasses with Ge Qingshu. The Mongolians pounded fermented sour mare's milk and then filtered out the turbidity, which became the famous mare's milk. This kind of wine tastes very soft, but it has a lot of staying power after drinking too much.
Lakshen personally served Ge Qingshu and Shi Moye boiled mutton first, pierced the sheep's eyes and tail with a knife, and brought it to them to persuade them to eat and drink. Although this kind of banquet cannot be said to be exquisite, it does have a unique prairie flavor.
Because of the harmonious atmosphere between the host and the guest, there was no opportunity to need Lu Wusi's help until after three drinks and in the dead of night. Ge Qingshu also gave Lakshen Qianhu a special gift at the banquet. It is said to be celadon produced in Goryeo and is very valuable.
By the time we had finished eating and drinking, the sky was already as dark as ink. Ge Qingshu said that he had to return to Jinshan City to resume his life, but Lakshen repeatedly tried to dissuade him, saying that he might as well leave tomorrow. He had prepared some gifts for Commander Zhao Xuan, so he asked Ge Qingshu to take them with him.
Ge Qingshu refused at first, but later several hundred households came up and took turns hugging and persuading him, as if they had known each other for many years. Ge Qingshu is a native of Shandong. In his eyes, the Mongols have always been like the murderous maniacs who massacred Jinan that day. He has never seen such warm and simple people, but at the moment they are not humane, so they have to comply.
Now a group of people stayed in a huge yurt arranged by Lakshen.
In the middle of the night, Lu Wusi got up in confusion, muttered something about needing to urinate, and walked out from the edge of the yurt.
As soon as his figure left, Ge Qingshu and Shi Mo also opened their eyes first, and their eyes were frighteningly bright.
"The Black Tartars are too enthusiastic. There must be something evil." Ge Qingshu said coldly.
He looks like a cheerful young man, but in fact he has always been extremely wary of the Mongols. When he first joined the army, he served as a sentry in Haicang Town. Due to a moment of negligence, the Mongolian elite cavalry came close. His best friend Liang Kuo died, and countless soldiers and civilians in Haicang Town died in the battle.
Among the officers of the Ding Navy, although no one attributed the responsibility to Ge Qingshu, a pawn, Ge Qingshu himself did not let himself go.
Shi Mo also asked first: "Is there any problem with Lu Wusi going out now?"
