Disastrous year!Before the whole family is wiped out, a little blessing falls from the sky!

Chen Zhao shouted to everyone, "Be careful, don't do anything unless I give you an order!"

Everyone responded and immediately dispersed to surround the convoy.

At this moment, the team of people also came closer.

The men riding on the tall horses are all prairie men. One is tall and fit, wrapped in a furry fur robe and a wide leather hat, covering half of his reddish-brown face. He has a thick beard and holds a shiny riding crop in his hand. , with a machete on his side!

This is the best cavalry in the Prairie Royal Court!

Almost instantly, Chen Zhao recognized it and felt slightly excited. Most of the people they met before were guards from various tribes, and they were much worse than the people in front of them.

In other words, using the rhetoric and methods used in previous trade negotiations may not work.

Sure enough, the leader of the cavalry on the opposite side stepped forward with the reins of his horse in hand. His eyes were alert and bright, and he spoke in authentic prairie dialect. He had no intention of accommodating the caravan and using broken Chinese.

Fortunately, Chen Zhao is also capable. During the past few months of living in Wangting, he had learned the prairie dialect to a near-perfect degree.

The leader of the cavalry asked them where they came from and where they were going.

Chen Zhao saluted to express his friendship, then took out a string of Buddhist beads and handed it over, saying in the grassland dialect, "Mingjian, the warrior of the grassland, I am a businessman between the grassland and the Wei Dynasty, and I was fortunate enough to meet the Living Buddha before. Entrusted by the Living Buddha, I The Southern Wei Dynasty collected many Buddhist scriptures and sent them over."

The leader of the grassland looked at the beads carefully, with a bit of respect in his expression, and then held the beads in both hands and returned them to Chen Zhao.

But he still said, "I have never seen the Buddhist scriptures of Wei Dynasty. I wonder if I can take a look?"

Of course Chen Zhao knew that he did not fully believe their intentions and wanted to check them in disguise.

He didn't feel embarrassed at all, and immediately ordered everyone to open the linoleum on the second car.

Under the linoleum were neatly arranged boxes. Chen Zhao jumped on them and used his robe to block the wind and snow. Then he opened the box and took out a Buddhist scripture.

The leader of the grassland did not know the man, but the Buddha statue engraved on the Buddhist scriptures was familiar to him.

He glanced at the box again, vaguely saw that they were all Buddhist scriptures, and completely gave up his suspicion.

Chen Zhao put the Buddhist scriptures back and tried his best to prevent a single snowflake from leaking into the box.

The leader of the grassland looked more and more relieved and satisfied. After all, Chen Zhao cherished it so much, so he must have great respect for the living Buddha and value his trust and commitment.

"We are just about to return to the royal court, so I will escort you all the way to see the Living Buddha." The leader of the cavalry offered. Chen Zhao immediately agreed, saluted and thanked him, and then asked someone to take dozens of bags of martyrdom from the last carriage. Distribute the wine to the prairie cavalry.

This spirit is brewed from sorghum in the North. It is strong enough and comes in a sheepskin bag for easy access at any time.

When entering the grassland against the wind and snow, resisting the severe cold is the most important thing. A sip of strong wine will keep you warm for at least half an hour.

Along the way, Yonglu, Yongyue, and Chen Ruiyang also drank frequently. From being drunk at the beginning to now with bright eyes, they have made a lot of progress.

The prairie cavalry also know the goods. This kind of sorghum wine is much better than the wine they brew from prairie highland barley and mare milk. Only when they have made great achievements will their master reward them.

I didn't expect that now, when I encounter a convoy on the way, each person will get a bag!

Even the cavalry leader smiled and looked even more enthusiastic.

Chen Zhao did not dare to bet on whether these prairie cavalry could speak Chinese, so he briefly spoke to everyone in the convoy. "These warriors are returning to the royal court and are willing to send us to see the Living Buddha. Everyone, please work harder and send Buddhist scriptures to the Living Buddha, so that we can rest assured for a few days."

Everyone in the team cannot be said to be very smart, but they are definitely not stupid either. At this time, naturally no one can disrupt the situation.

Prairie people believe in Buddhism, which is a reverence and prayer for fate and reincarnation.

Many times, when something happens, naming the prince or even the King of Han is not necessarily more useful than the living Buddha.

This is also the reason why Chen Zhaofang did not mention the third prince, but only used the title of Living Buddha.

After all, they didn't know the origin of this cavalry team. If they were subordinates of a prince who was hostile to the third prince, they would be in danger.

But as long as they carry the name of delivering scriptures to the living Buddha, no prince, tribal leader, or even the Khan would dare to attack them without permission.

At least they must be sent to the living Buddha, who can personally confirm whether they are enemies or not friends before they can be dealt with.

That night, the white-haired wind that had been blowing all day actually stopped, and everyone hid at the foot of a mountain to shelter from the wind for the night.

Carriages and horses were tied around the perimeter, forming a small fortress.

Everyone quickly cleared the snow, took firewood and dried cow dung from the carriage, and soon seven or eight bonfires were burning.

With the firelight, everyone breathed a sigh of relief in such a cold and dark night.

Tai Yonglu, Tai Yongyue, and Chen Ruiyang hurriedly took a small iron pot, melted the snow and boiled water. Everyone drank hot tea. They added white rice to the pot, put in dried mushrooms, dried vegetables, and chopped meat jerky. , add salt, and a pot of hot and fragrant meat porridge is ready.

Chen Zhao, Tai Jiye and others drank a bowl first, and then it seemed as if they just remembered. Chen Zhao quickly called the cavalry leader and others to warm their stomachs.

The leader of the cavalry was holding the bowl of porridge and looked at Chen Zhao and others with a more complicated look in his eyes.

The grassland people are naturally good at fighting, but when it comes to being cunning, ten of them can't compete with one of the people from the Wei Dynasty.

At this moment, Chen Zhao obviously wanted to invite them to drink porridge, but he was afraid that they would be worried about the poison in the porridge, so he drank a bowl first and then pretended to have forgotten to invite them.

Not only did he put the blame on himself, but he also lowered their vigilance. He was really considerate and considerate in everything he did.

I have to say that they felt comfortable and happy after doing this, but they couldn't help but be envious and jealous afterwards.

The same people have one head, so why are the prairie warriors not as smart as the Wei people?

Chen Zhao didn't know what the cavalry leader was struggling with. Seeing him eating two bowls of porridge with no intention of stopping, he could only let Yong Lu and others continue cooking.

Yonglu felt a little distressed. The white rice, dried meat, and mushrooms were all brought by his family. If he continued to eat them like this, he might not be able to eat them on the way back.

He rolled his eyes, cooked another pot of porridge, and distributed it to the cavalry one by one. With a smile and a half-baked prairie dialect, he began to praise the cavalry for their bravery and generosity!

Some of the cavalrymen couldn't bear the rainbow fart, so while eating hot porridge, they randomly picked up daggers or some small objects and gave them to him as thank-you gifts.

After all this, Yonglu got his "meal money" back!

Tai Yongyue and Chen Ruiyang looked hot and wanted to do the same, but were stopped by Chen Zhao's look.

Prairie people are upright, but not stupid. "Blackmail" is enough once, but if it happens too many times, everyone will know that they have suffered a loss!

After they had enough to eat and drink, people on both sides did not discuss it and divided their hands to keep watch. The cavalrymen volunteered to guard the outside, and everyone in the convoy guarded the inside.

On the quiet grassland, the cold wind howled and rolled up the snowflakes, making it cold and desolate. (End of chapter)