Lao Zhu: "This traitor has his own considerations."
In fact, after he calmed down and thought about it, he probably understood Zhu Bai's plan.
When Zhu Bai was around, Zhu Biao would always suspect that Zhu Bai was behind something secretly.
Now that Zhu Bai has completely disappeared, it is giving Zhu Biao the opportunity to run the Guanya Bureau independently.
If you don't do well, you won't be able to blame Zhu Bai.
Concubine Hu Shun finally stopped crying.
Lao Zhu said: "Now that you know he is safe, you have to take good care of yourself. Otherwise, when he comes back and sees you like this, he will cause trouble in the palace again."
Concubine Hu Shun burst into tears and laughed: "I know."
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While everyone was crying, Zhu Bai was busy walking on the grassland.
Zhu Bai actually admired Wang Baobao.
Endless grassland, with occasional hills and rivers.
It seemed to him the same everywhere.
Wang Baobao didn't have any terrain reference, not even a compass, but he could find the direction accurately.
They passed by several tribes, stayed overnight, ate and drank, but did not sleep in the open or starved.
These Mongolian tribes were very curious about Zhu Bai's appearance.
The first tribal leader they stayed at asked: "Sir Wang, what's the use of getting a child? You might as well keep the woman, who can also help you give birth to children. This boy will eat more and grow up." Maybe they will come to kill us. Why not kill us now and eradicate the roots."
Although Zhu Bai knew that Wang Baobao would not obey, he still felt a chill in his back.
Another person smiled and said: "I know. Mr. Wang wants to use this child to get his sister back. It's time to save your sister long ago."
The leader said: "Impossible. Lao Zhu is holding Wang Xiaoyue in order to restrain Mr. Wang. Lao Zhu has more than a dozen sons. One more than him is not too much, and one without him is not enough. How could he let Wang Xiaoyue go for him?"
Wang Baobao patted Zhu Bai and said, "I didn't think too much, I just wanted to exchange him for food. Besides, he is in our hands, and Lao Zhu doesn't dare to always ask people to beat us, right?"
The leader nodded: "That's right. You might as well exchange him for some food in the winter."
Zhu Bai always felt that Wang Baobao seemed to have other purposes.
But what the purpose was, he couldn't guess.
In the past, Wang Baobao and others wore Han clothes for convenience.
The people staying in the camp basically still wear Mongolian clothing.
That's why Zhu Bai discovered that although these tribes were all Mongolian, their clothes were different.
Zhu Bai couldn't help but asked curiously: "Why do each tribe wear different clothes?"
Wang Baobao said: "Of course, although we are all Mongolians, some are descendants of the Golden Tribe, and some are ancient tribes that branched off later. We also believe in different religions. Even if we are one tribe now, we will have more brothers in the future. We may also need to separate families. As time goes by, each tribe's clothes will be somewhat different."
Zhu Bai secretly curled his lips: Tsk, it’s actually just a plate of loose sand. The Ming Dynasty was so big that it could all be unified.
A few days later, when it was almost dark, they returned to the camp.
No. 7 rushed out of the camp and circled around Zhu Bai, shouting "woo woo".
Zhu Bai touched its head: "Good boy, long time no see, you have grown up a lot. Fortunately, they did not treat you badly."
In the evening it was roast lamb and milk tea.
Zhu Baihu ate and drank a meal, feeling satisfied. After finishing the meal, he lay on the ground with his head on his head, watching the stars, and listened to the person next to him playing the morinouqin.
Everyone around Wang Baobao felt itchy: Is this a hostage?
How do you feel about being a guest?
So happy? ! So comfortable? !
Wang Baobao called Zhu Bai to spend the night in his yurt. Firstly, he was afraid that he would run away, and secondly, he was also afraid that his men would cause chaos.
Almost all of the three to four hundred people in this camp had their relatives killed at the hands of the Ming army.
When I see Zhu Bai, I think of Lao Zhu and the wild goose feather swords that Zhu Bai gave to the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, and I can't help but feel filled with hatred.
According to Mongolian tradition, Zhu Bai must be minced into pieces to relieve his hatred.
He also hated Lao Zhu, but after all, Zhu Bai was their guarantee in exchange for rations of salt, tea, silver, and weapons in autumn and winter, so he could not be touched for the time being.
Number 7 followed Zhu Bai in.
Wang Baobao pointed to the felt on the ground beside his low bed: "You will sleep here at night."
Zhu Bai didn't complain at all, he lay down with No. 7 in his arms, and then frowned in disgust: "Wow, No. 7, you stink so much. I stink too. I'll take you to take a bath in the river tomorrow." "
Wang Baobao went out to buy things early in the morning. When he left, he told his son Wang Tuotuo to monitor and protect Zhu Bai at all times.
What Wang Baobao didn’t know was.
In fact, Wang Tuotuo hated and envied Zhu Bai more than anyone else.
He was also the prince of the Yuan Dynasty. If Zhu Yuanzhang hadn't destroyed the Yuan Dynasty, he would be enjoying a good life now, and there would be no need for him to be driven around on the grassland.
Wang Tuotuo is a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, with pigtails, dark skin, eyebrows and eyebrows very similar to Wang Baobao, and also has a square face.
At this moment, Wang Tuotuo stuffed an empty wooden barrel and a barrel of unthreshed oats into Zhu Bai, pointed to the sheep pen and said: "There are ten sheep there. After milking, feed them some food, and finish the work. You are the only one who has food to eat.”
These are the most troublesome sheep. They have just given birth and are protecting their young. Whoever gets close will nudge the other.
No one has dared to go over and milk them for several days.
Zhu Bai was confused: "What are you squeezing for?"
Wang Tuotuo glared: "Goat milk, you idiot. The kind you drink. Didn't you drink a lot last night? Do you want to eat for free and not work? I, Abu, value you, and I will not spoil you."
Zhu Bai said "Oh" and passed.
Before he could open the door, a sheep came over and hit the fence hard, which was full of threats.
The Mongolians watching the excitement laughed.
Zhu Bai shook his head and smacked his lips at the sheep: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are so bold. It's a pity that you can't be so bold here. Because I graduated from veterinary medicine before coming here, hahaha."
He took a bamboo pole and tied a rope in front of it to make a pole for roping horses. Then he reached into the sheepfold, roped the lambs one by one, and placed them in the fence next to them.
The ewe could see the lamb but couldn't reach it, so she bleated anxiously.
Zhu Bai pointed to the group of lambs and said to the ewes: "I saw it. Your children are now my sheep. If you cooperate well, I will put them back and give you delicious food. If you don't cooperate, , I will kill them and make roast lamb, do you understand?"
Wang Tuotuo laughed like crazy: Damn, what a "little king of hell", he must be a fool. Can you understand me when I talk to a sheep?
Zhu Bai walked over, fiercely pulled a handful of wool from a lamb, blew it into the air, pointed at the ewes with contentment, and then continued to do his work.
Wang Tuotuo rolled his eyes: "Crazy, you are such a delicate prince. If you can squeeze milk today, I, Wang Tuotuo, will call you uncle."
