Leaving the capital of the Qi Kingdom, Zhuangzi's clone followed the feeling and looked in the direction of the Song Kingdom.
To his disappointment, no one knew Mai'er's whereabouts, let alone the whereabouts of the black-clothed brother.
After returning to the Song State from the State of Qi, he followed his feelings again and went to the State of Zhao.
After wandering around in Zhao for a long time, there is still no whereabouts of Mai'er.
The senior brother in black seemed to have evaporated from the world, and there was no information at all.
In desperation, he left Zhao and went to Yan.
Yan Country is a bitter cold place, which can be described as desolate.
In Yan Kingdom, it is not easy to find someone to talk to.
The people of Yan like to live together collectively, and there will be a village in a dozen or even dozens of miles.
However, the villages are generally very large.
According to the locals, why are the Yan people not like the southerners, scattered in the recesses of the mountains, or on the surface of the lake?
The reason is that the nomads of the north often come on fast horses to rob.
The nomads from the north came on fast horses, and it was hard to be guarded.
Once they come, they can travel hundreds of miles in one night, loot their belongings, and then disappear without a trace in one night.
Therefore, in order to prevent the nomads from the north from coming to rob, the Yan people had to live together.
Once they came, the whole village rallied to resist.
If the Yan people were also scattered all over the country like the Chu people in the south, they would only die under the sabers of the northern nomads.
It is also for this reason that northerners are more united than southerners.
It is for this reason that the northerners have a barbaric character.
This savage character was forced out by the northern nomads.
One day, Zhuangzi's doppelganger walked aimlessly on the barren grassland.
Suddenly, he saw a long black shadow coming from the north.
When I looked carefully, I realized that it was a team of people.
I thought: The nomads in the north have come to rob the property of Yan again What season is this?
Oh, autumn is coming, and the nomads are coming again to snatch supplies for the winter.
The nomads of the north are too hateful The nomads of the north, like that, do not think that they are doing evil, but that it is a way of life for them.
They believe that man, like animals, is for himself.
In the minds of these people, there is no concept of being the same as people, and people who are not their relatives are regarded as animals and aliens.
Therefore, all aliens and animals can be killed.
There are also nomads, who do not farm, do not engage in other production, grazing is all they have.
Wherever the herd goes, they live, living in pursuit of water and grass.
There were no supplies, so they came to the south as a matter of course to rob the property of the people of the Great Zhou.
If they resist, they go on a killing spree.
Since nomads are carnivores, they all have brute strength.
In addition, they all grew up on horseback, and their riding skills are good.
So when they came to the south, the southerners simply didn't have their way.
When they come, I want to see who led the killing of several of their leaders this time, and these people will retreat to the grassland without a fight.
Just as he was thinking, the figure team got closer.
Only then did Zhuangzi see clearly that it was not a nomadic cavalry team, but a large-scale caravan.
Looking at it, it should be a caravan selling horses, with many horses and few vehicles.
The horses seemed to be tied together with ropes, and they could not run around.
Ah, there must be a thousand horses, and the horses and the escorts are four or five miles long.
Who is in the Great Zhou world, there is such a large caravan Legend has it that only the old man Bai Gui had the financial resources and means to buy horses from the nomads in the north, and he was also able to sell the materials of the Great Zhou world to the nomads.
This is no joke, to do business with savage nomads, not only do you have to have enough financial strength, but you also have to be protected by force.
Without the protection of force, your caravan can easily be robbed.
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And not only do you have to protect by pure force, but more importantly, you have to have absolute personal connections.
Not only do you have a relationship with the vassal states of the Great Zhou, but you also have a good relationship with the nomads of the steppe.
If there is no one on the nomad side to protect you, your business will not work.
Just as he was thinking about it, his doppelganger approached.
He was about to ask, but suddenly he heard someone calling him.
"Brother Zhuang, why are you here?"
Zhuangzi suddenly froze, who is so familiar with this voice It's a woman's voice, a young woman, and it's a nice voice.
Where are the people?
Zhuangzi turned his head to look at the place where the sound was made, but he didn't see anyone.
A carriage was passing by, carrying a large wooden chest covered with sheepskins.
The escort escort who was escorting the caravan heard the sound and rode over.
Only then did I find out that a stranger had come to the side of the caravan.
"What people" The guard drew his saber on the spot and asked.
Since this is a doppelganger of Zhuangzi, it is different from people in reality.
Sometimes, in a flash, he goes wherever he thinks.
So he appeared in front of the caravan inexplicably.
"Brother Zhuang doesn't want Huo to guard it" In the wooden box on the carriage, another woman's anxious voice was heard.
"Whoever is white snow is not you white snow" Zhuangzi heard it, it was Bai Xue's voice.
"Brother Zhuang is me, I'm Bai Xue, woo woo" Inside the wooden box, there was the sound of Bai Xue's promise.
"Niang" At the same time, a child's immature voice came from inside the wooden box.
"Miss Bai" The man who drove the carriage hurriedly drove the carriage aside, left the caravan, and asked, "He is Zhuangzi" The guard lifted his saber and asked, "You are Zhuangzi" "Woo woo woo, he's Brother Zhuang woo woo woo," Bai Xue replied in the wooden box.
He turned to the child and said, "He's your dad and he's called him."
The child was silent, probably very skeptical, or afraid, or excited.
After a long time, he timidly shouted: "Daddy, Daddy" "Woo woo" Bai Xue cried excitedly when she heard the child call her father.
"I'm Zhuang Zhou, Zhuangzi, you are you, Bai Lao's caravan, Bai Xue, she," Zhuangzi asked, walking towards the carriage.
"We weren't afraid that Miss Bai wouldn't be able to stand it and be unsafe on the road, so we put her and the little boy in the wooden box.
Rest assured that there is a soft sleeper in the wooden box, which is comfortable."
"Snow white, snow white, old man, your father" "Brother Zhuang woo woo," Bai Xue agreed.
The coachman got out of the car, lifted the sheepskin from the wooden box, and opened the wooden box again.
Bai Xue stood up from the wooden box and watched Zhuangzi cry.
She was still like that, dressed in white, spotless.
It's just that her face is written with wind and frost, and there are wrinkles and sorrows.
Beside Bai Xue, there stood a little boy about four years old, a little boy with a tiger's head.
"Daddy cough cough daddy daddy" The little boy looked at Zhuangzi with a smirk on his face and called "Daddy". aa2705221: