Longye Ganmang has heard such a legend: "Decades ago, when the Han people were building Jincheng County, they dug up a lot of yellow gold, so it was called Jincheng." ”But he has been in Jincheng County for a year, and as a city dan, he has dug many ditches, repaired several walls, and piled up mountains of soil, and his former straight waist is a little bent, but he has not even seen a grain of gold.Today, I finally saw something that reflected the winter sun, and Long Ye Ganmang bent down to pick it up, but it was just a common horsetooth stone by the river.He smiled helplessly, holding it in the rough palm of his hand, feeling a little bitter in his heart.That's right, just like their group of Qiang people who have become slaves, they will never be free, and there will never be gold in the fields of Jincheng County.This distraction, there was a whip behind him, and the sound of breaking the air sounded terrifying, but it did not hit Long Ye Ganmang's shoulder, but fell next to him, a thin Han prisoner, he may have been too tired, and he actually leaned against the wall with a shovel to gasp.The soap-clothed official who oversaw the work was not a fierce man, but just an ordinary-looking official, who could smile and talk to people in the middle of the house, and was very kind to his wife and children.But with a stick in his hand, it was different, and if the prisoners and slaves angered him, the little officer could draw down mercilessly, until the little prisoner begged for mercy, and then he withdrew his hand and shouted at the crowd: "Don't be lazy!
If you can't finish repairing this wall today, you won't have food!
”The slaves and prisoners who were buried in their work were all ragged and disgraced.They can only be distinguished by their hair styles: the half with their hair tied in buns are Han sinners who have migrated from the inner counties, and the half with their hair scattered or braided are the losers in the Qiang civil war and sold as slaves to Han officials.Because of the difference in language, the Qiang people are the most humiliated, as one of the few people who know Chinese, Long Ye Ganmang only has the strength to protect a few clansmen, but he can't care about the life or death of others.Located in a long and narrow valley, the northern city wall was built along the river, but part of it was washed away by a flood in the late autumn, and it is now being repaired in a hurry.The Han Chinese warriors were brave, but their civilians were weak and had to keep themselves in thick cities in order to gain a sense of security.Who are they afraid of?
Long Ye Ganmang sometimes thinks.Afraid of the wild wolves who are hungry in the mountains in winter and come out in groups to attack livestock, or Xiqiang, which is more than 500 miles away in the west?
Or are they slaves and convicts who can't eat enough for every meal, shivering and huddled in the cellar?
He remembered the blunt knife he had stolen, sharpened it every night in the dead of night, and then hid it in his sleeping place, perhaps the time to escape was near."
Long Ganmang, come out!"
While eating, Long Ganmang was distributing his portion of brown rice covered with chaff to his clansmen, but he heard the little official calling out his name.He frowned and didn't respond, until the little official shouted again, and then got up and said, "My name is Long Ye Ganmang, not Long Ganmang." ”"You traitor!"
The little official was very gentle at home, but he was very irritable when facing the prisoner's subordinates, and was about to hit him a few times, but was stopped by the Guanzhong officials who came from afar behind him."
The nobleman named him to buy him, if you break it, whose is it?"
The Guanzhong man was in his twenties, dressed as a military official, his head was wrapped in a black curtain, he was wearing a black and white fur coat, and a ring knife hung on his waist, he looked at Long Ye Ganmang and said: "You are the son of the eldest of Long Yebu?"
That Longye tribe that was wiped out by Xian Lingqiang a year ago and sold as slaves by the whole clan?
”This past is so harsh, as if it made Long Ye Ganmang return to that night full of blood and fire, his long and narrow dark face tightened, clenched his fists, and bowed his head heavily: "Yes, I am the son of the handsome Dongmang of Long Yebu!"
”They Qiang people pay attention to the joint name of father and son, and the son will inherit the word of the father.Mang, the only thing left to him by Long Ye Ganmang's father, even the horn and bow and arrow that marked the status of the tribe's heroic commander, were taken away by Xian Lingqiang, and the livestock fell into the hands of the greedy Han officials, and he lost everything overnight.You Panda bowed his head, pointed at Long Ye Ganmang and said: "It's too dirty, don't pass on the unclean disease to the prince, if you have water, give him a flush." ”"No!"
Sikong Xiaoguan beckoned his subordinates to come over, and picked off Long Ye Ganmang's brown clothes, revealing the dense whip marks on his back, which might have resisted a year ago, but now he has learned to make himself less painful, and stood in place in a daze, still poured on his body by those cold river waters.He got a clean Han-style clothes, Long Ye Ganmang shivered and put them on, and You Panda also handed over a warm sheepskin fur, ninety percent new, but Long Ye Ganmang still wrung out his hair and threw it behind him at will, he did not forget that he was a proud Qiang man.This scene is no stranger to Long Ye Ganmang, although it has only been a year, he and his clan have been sold several times, and the only remaining hundred people in their tribe have been dispersed.The wooden shackles were put up, telling him to remember his status as a slave, and he followed the Han official to the city, until he reached Jinchengzhi, which was crowded with convoys and mules and horses, and then Long Ye Ganmang asked, "Who wants to buy me?"
”You Panda turned around and smiled a little proudly: "Count you lucky, the one who wants to buy you is the famous Xi'an Hou!"
”"Xi'an Hou?"
Long Ye Ganmang shook his head."
I don't know.""
The sun hasn't set in Xigu District yet, and the moon has already risen in Chengguan District, right?
Ren Hong stood in the courtyard of Jinchengzhi, looking at some familiar mountain shapes around Jincheng, and he guessed that this was the area of Xigu District, Lanzhou City in the future.Other cities are round or square, but Lanzhou is a long line, and the urban area stretches to both sides in the narrow valley of the Yellow River, stretching thirty or forty kilometers between the east and the west, and it is necessary to cross the mountains and mountains to build a new urban area.Probably because this river valley was too crowded and narrow, so in the Han Dynasty, the county administration of Jincheng County was not set in Jincheng, but in Yunwu in the west, which was close to the Qinghai region in later generations.But Jincheng is also a necessary place to enter the river in the west and go north to the west of the river.However, when Ren Hong entered the city, he found that the residents here were not only Han people who had only been bred for two or three generations, but also many Qiang people who had become slaves.In line with the principle of knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent, he asked his subordinates to inquire if there were people who were familiar with Qiangzhong and knew Chinese, and they really had something to gain."
Prince, bring Longye Ganmang."
You Panda brought a Qiang man wearing shackles into the room, but saw that he was in his twenties, with a typical Qiang face, with slender cheeks and hair draped behind his back.The indigenous Qiang people on the plateau are always portrayed as criminals and savage and brutal characters in the official recitals.But at the moment, this Long Ye Ganmang is just a prisoner with shackles, taciturn, and seems to have a very peaceful attitude.But this is just the perseverance and self-control formed after being whipped too much, in the calm, there is a gloomy and fierce aura hidden in his eyes, and he is looking at Ren Hong, the "new master", and then his eyes are on Ren Hong's armor, like a mountain, Han Dangdang, this big man looks difficult to deal with."
Why don't you meet the Marquis of Xi'an and the captain of Huqiang!"
When he heard the words "Captain Huqiang", Long Ye Ganmang's eyes were a little more distrustful, but he still bowed down to Ren Hong.Ren Hong said: "Long Ye Ganmang, I don't want to buy you as a slave, but I have something to ask you, about Long Ye Qiang being attacked and destroyed by Xian Lingqiang." ”Long Ye Ganmang said: "I have made it clear to the former Captain of the Qiang Protector, and then" He raised the shackles on his hand and sneered, "I will become a subordinate." ”"Loosen his shackles."
Ren Hong knelt down and sat down: "The officials of Jincheng County are vague, only saying that in the summer of the fifth year of Yuanfeng, the Longye Ministry intended to rebel and was attacked and destroyed by the Xian Lingqiang Auxiliary Mansion, and its types were sold as subordinate ministers and scattered in the counties, is this the case?"
”Long Ye Ganmang remembered the scene when he ran to Jincheng County to ask for help from the Han official after the tribe was attacked by Xian Lingqiang a year ago, but was refused, and he pursed his lips and refused to speak.You Panda was annoyed: "You Qiang, if you have a secret secret, you will say it, could it be that you were stupid by the whip of the little official?"
”Ren Hong stopped him: "I know how the former Captain Huqiang handled this matter, but he is him, I am me, on the way to Jincheng County, I flipped through the simple notes provided by the Dian Nationality State, and I felt that this matter was quite suspicious." ”Zhao Chongguo, the lieutenant of Shuiheng in the court, also reminded Ren Hong to pay attention to Lingqiang first, this is the most powerful and warlike tribe, and Ren Hong naturally kept an eye on it.He asked people to give them seats, served wine, and pushed a glass of wine towards the Qiang people: "Longye Ganmang, your people and relatives are scattered in various counties as slaves and maids, don't you want to find them one by one, don't you want to restore your freedom?"
”Freedom is like gold that can never be dug up in Jincheng County.Long Ye Ganmang had no hope for it for a long time, and only secretly sharpened the hidden knife in the dead of night, wanting to see the right time to cut off the shackles that bound him and his clansmen, and escaped, fled to the deep mountains and old forests, and fled to the places where there were no Han people, and there were no Xian Lingqiang and Dangqiang, where most of the heroes and tribes were gone.But now, just as he couldn't help but lean over and pick up the light reflected in this wine cup when he saw a reflective stone on the ground, the light reflected in this wine cup seemed to have the gold of freedom that the Qiang people dreamed of.He took the cup of wine, and drank it with hunger and thirst.It's a pity that he didn't chew the gold, but this long-lost taste made him let out a sigh of satisfaction."
Since the Longye Department received the permission of the Han officials, it has been stationed in Huangzhong for two generations, and it has always guarded its duties and boundaries, and has never rebelled."
Long Ye Ganmang no longer pretended to be indifferent and calm, his tone was suddenly full of anger, and the indignation of being a slave and a maid for a year suddenly broke out, and he actually pointed at Ren Hong and scolded: "It was you and other Han officials who were greedy for our animals, and they accepted the good horses and bribes of Xian Lingqiang, and sat back and watched our clan perish!"
”PS: The second chapter is at 11:30.