The bright moon is in the sky, shining like a silver plate.
Frost is rustling on the endless wilderness.
The cold moonlight and the light emitted by the cold frost merge into one, making heaven and earth seamless.
On the hillside in the distance, a wolf looked up to the sky and howled at the moon, and then one after another howl came from further away.
Other than that, only the sound of Zhu Bai's horses' hooves echoed in the watery moonlight.
The change in color of the ground and the sound of horse hooves on the ground made Zhu Bai vaguely aware that they passed through desert, oasis and desert.
Countless pairs of eyes in the night looked at this special group of people either curiously or greedily.
When they saw that there were more than fifty of them, they all quietly retracted their heads.
The horses are fast and there are many people. They are all strong men and cannot be offended.
When dawn appeared on the horizon, they arrived at Gaotai Station.
There is only one hundred households stationed here.
Zhu Bai only said that they were merchants, and rested in the shelter of Gaotai Station until the next day before setting off again to Suzhou.
The road from Gaotai to Suzhou is desert, and the brown and yellow sand and gravel are dazzlingly white in the sun.
Only occasionally can you see a light green on the ground, indicating that there may be grass here in summer.
The deer gnawing on the turf were frightened by the sound of horse hooves and ran away, then stopped in the distance to peek their heads.
Zhu Bai stopped and grinned at Zhang Yu: "I'll hunt a few deer and bring them with me, so I don't have to chew the dry film at night."
Zhang Yu said: "Your Highness, this is a good idea. We minister..."
Zhu Bai interrupted him: "Uncle. You called me wrong."
They agreed before they came out from the high platform that before returning to Ganzhou, Zhang Yu and Zhu Bai would be treated as uncles and nephews, and the others would be guards hired by their families.
Zhang Yu hesitated for a moment before biting the bullet and said: "I know."
Zhang Yu and a few people dragged five deer back in less than half a stick of incense, then divided them into several pieces for everyone to carry on horseback, and continued towards Suzhou City.
The desert is solitary and the smoke is straight, the sun is setting over the long river.
The earth-yellow walls of Suzhou City turned into vermilion in the bloody setting sun, which gave Zhu Bai the illusion that he was not running to the remote northwest pass, but was returning to his home outside Yingtian Emperor City. door.
Home……
He never imagined that one day he would really call that palace his home and miss it so much.
He thought he would be greedy for this feeling of being blown through the wilderness like the wind, unfettered and completely free.
Maybe I just miss the comfortable bed and my mother...
Zhu Bai blinked hard, as if he could get rid of the distracting thoughts in his heart.
The city wall in Suzhou was only used to block the wind and sand, so there were neither gates nor guards.
Zhu Bai and the others drove straight in and stopped in front of the largest inn in Suzhou City.
Suddenly a strong wind blew up, mixed with sand and dust, covering the sky and the sun, and making it difficult for people to open their eyes.
Zhang Yu and Fugui subconsciously formed a circle to block the sand and surrounded Zhu Bai in the middle.
After the sandstorm passed, Zhu Bai caught a glimpse of several people leading horses not far away, staring at them. He thought they were probably Mongolians.
Tsk tsk tsk. Sure enough, the secret will be exposed if you are not careful.
Don't let your guard down for a moment.
Zhu Bai smacked his lips secretly and ran into the inn: "Ah, uncle, we can finally have a good meal."
Zhang Yu struggled to squeeze out a smile on his face: "Isn't it?"
Every time Zhu Bai called him "uncle", he felt that he was one step closer to the Palace of Hell.
Zhu Bo looked around.
Fugui shouted "Master, slow down", walked to the counter, took a piece of silver, and asked for two single rooms, one single room, and twelve quadruple rooms.
The pro-military captain gave the venison to the waiter to help cook it.
Zhu Bai leaned on the counter and said: "I want to eat roasted venison and stir-fried venison with cumin."
Then he looked at Zhang Yu and motioned for him to cooperate with the performance.
Zhang Yu struggled to squeeze out a smile again: "Okay, okay. The shopkeeper will help handle it."
Everyone went up to rest for half an hour, and then came down to eat.
The lobby was very lively at the moment, with people in all kinds of costumes.
Some are wearing white hats, some are wearing turbans and some are wearing Yishan crowns.
Two groups of people were quarreling at the moment, and everyone was obviously drunk with blushes on their faces.
One group of people were Han Chinese, and one of them, a middle-aged man, said: "The land outside Jiayuguan is not our Chinese land. The people there are all barbarians. They drink hair like hair, drink blood, eat raw meat, are ignorant of etiquette, and cannot be taught."
Another group of people were obviously lustful people. A young man with brown hair and glazed eyes sneered: "Haha, you frogs in the well think that there is only the Ming Dynasty and no other place in the world. There is no other etiquette in the world except Confucianism. The etiquette of the Ming Dynasty, It is only suitable for the people of the Ming Dynasty. Why can’t people from other countries follow their own etiquette? Why must they be the same as you.”
Zhu Bai perked up and said, "Hey, it's novel." I have been here for several years, and this is the first time I have heard such a profound discussion.
This is the collision of Eastern and Western cultures, a discussion that truly touches on the feudal spirit.
This kind of situation is only possible in these three areas, but not elsewhere in the Ming Dynasty, or outside the Ming Dynasty.
After all, in Lao Zhu's eyes, challenging Confucian ethics is challenging imperial power and will result in beheading.
Zhang Yu and the others pursed their lips and kept glancing at them, fearing that Zhu Bai would be angry and reveal their identity.
Zhu Bai, however, smiled and found a remote corner where he could hear the sound and see the whole scene and sit down, and continued to listen to their discussion.
Zhang Yu and the others sighed secretly: I forgot, our "little king of hell" never plays his cards according to common sense.
Although he is a prince and should be the staunchest defender of the imperial power, he can remain calm and stay out of the action to watch the excitement.
Zhu Bai raised his chin towards Zhang Yu, suggesting that he sit next to him.
Zhang Yu secretly bowed her hands to Zhu Bai and confessed in her heart before she dared to go and sit down.
The others were amused by Zhang Yu's expression of rushing to put the duck on the shelf, and then silently sat down at the table outside Zhu Bai, eight people per table, forming a small circle.
A waiter came out to clean the table and asked Zhang Yu: "What would you like to eat, gentlemen?"
This guy is only a few years older than Zhu Bai, and he is still half a child.
With his big eyes, long eyelashes, tall nose, and curly hair, he looks like a Uyghur.
Zhang Yu said: "We have venison, and for the rest, just some staple food, fruits and vegetables."
Zhu Bai asked; "What is your name?"
The guy said, "Master, my name is Hadir."
The two groups over there are still having a heated discussion.
A middle-aged Han man: "Only those who have learned the Confucian etiquette from the orthodox etiquette of the Ming Dynasty are well-educated and normal people. The monkeys of the Ming Dynasty are more civilized than the barbarians. The people of the Yuan Dynasty are a model among the barbarians. They eat human flesh. They are no different than jackals, tigers and leopards.”
The young man with seductive eyes said: "Haha, Da Mingjing is a self-righteous fool like you. The wild beasts are smarter than you, and they all know where to go where there is food."
