"I'll believe you for now." Xu Twelve had no reason to lie to her now, and he was already a registered citizen and couldn't run away.
After the matter was settled and she got the information she wanted, Xu Jiang said goodbye to the chief clerk and the patrol guard.
After she left, Xu Twelve chased her out, looked at her back as she left, then looked at the household registration in his hand, and finally couldn't help bursting into tears.
The crying sounded like tears of joy, but also like tears of regret, which made people feel very uncomfortable.
The patrol officer shouted, "Why are you howling? No noise is allowed outside the court!"
Xu Twelve shuddered at the shouting, then wiped his tears and snot, bowed and smiled apologetically to the officials. Then he went to the wing room to find a rope and a horse whip, tied up Xu Si's upper body, and dragged him out of the government office like an animal.
Xu Si was weak due to his injuries and was dragged down several times by him.
Gradually Xu Twelve lost his fear of him and began to whip him, just as the caravan leader had whipped him, until Xu Si rolled on the ground.
The two of them pulled each other towards the smoke and dust, and soon disappeared.
————The unlucky dividing line————
The evening sun and the twilight breeze make the sand look like gold.
Despite such beautiful scenery, travelers who are struggling through the wind and sand have no time to appreciate it.
Zhao Xiu regretted his decision to take a dangerous route to wear down the Turks. This was a loss of both himself and the enemy. Along the way, there were sandstorms and quicksand, which made him look as if he had aged ten years.
At first he was willing to talk to the Turks, but now he didn't want to say a word. The Turks also knew what to do and kept quiet, fearing that he would get impatient and dump him.
Mei Er led the camel in front of him. After climbing over a rocky hill, he pointed ahead and turned back to shout to him, "Boss, there's a village ahead!"
After walking for so long, they finally saw some people.
Zhao Xiu covered his eyes and looked around. Sure enough, there were more than a dozen stone houses. Smoke was floating in front and behind the stone houses, and they must be cooking.
"Let's go!" Zhao Xiu waved to the people behind him, "Let's go find some lodging."
The group went down the mountain and arrived at the village entrance, where they heard a burst of dog barking. The people at the village entrance came out to check. Zhao Xiu saw that the man was dressed strangely and had a tall face, so he knew that he was not a Han Chinese.
He called Mei Er over, and Mei Er came forward to ask questions, but he didn't understand the language.
Zhao Xiu asked the rest of the caravan, but they also didn't know the native language. Just when he was feeling confused, the Turkic man on the camel suddenly opened his mouth and started talking to the natives.
Zhao Xiu led the camel ridden by the Turks over and asked quietly, "Who are they?"
"Little Yueshi."
"Little Yueshi?"
"Originally a Yuezhi tribe, they split off due to internal strife within the Yuezhi, hence their name: the Lesser Yuezhi. After migrating eastward, they encountered... ahem, war. Some submitted to the Donghu, some to our Khan, some intermarried with you Han people, and some, like these people, sought refuge in remote mountain villages like this. You people in the Central Plains call these tribes Zhihu."
What are you coughing for? Is there a nail in your throat?
Zhao Xiu said to the man in conflict, "Then ask them if they can let us stay for one night."
The Turks conveyed the message as instructed.
After discussing for a while, the few Hu people sent two people to pass the message to other households, and soon more people gathered at the village entrance.
Among the people who came later, there was a young man. He first greeted Zhao Xiu and his group in Chinese, and then walked towards them holding a white-bearded old man.
This looks like a talking one.
Zhao Xiu hurried forward and performed a Han ceremony to the old man.
The old man first looked at Zhao Xiu, then called everyone in the caravan over to take a closer look, and finally looked at the Turkic man on the camel, who turned his face away.
After reviewing everyone, the old man lowered his head and said something to the young Hu man.
The young Hu man nodded and stepped forward to Zhao Xiu and said, "We can take you in for one night. You can enter the village, but you cannot enter the house."
Zhao Xiu said happily, "It's good to be able to enter the village. We will stay outside and then replenish some water and food. We will leave tomorrow morning and will not disturb you too much."
The young Hu people relayed Zhao Xiu's words to the old man, who nodded in agreement and then pointed at the Turkic people on the camel and said a few more words.
As soon as he said this, the other tribesmen glared at the Turks.
The young Hu man nodded, glared at the Turkic man, and then said to Zhao Xiu, "He cannot enter the village."
Zhao Xiu was a little surprised.
Mei Er leaned close to his ear and said, "The Lesser Yuezhi were dispersed by the Turks back then and were scattered all over the place."
No wonder the Turkic barbarian looked so guilty just now. The Zhihu people in this village are quite kind. If it were him, he would have beaten him out with sticks long ago.
The Turkic man looked at Zhao Xiu. Although he said nothing, there was a hint of pleading in his eyes.
Zhao Xiu nodded decisively, "Okay, if he doesn't enter the village, he will be at the entrance."
The Turkic man's eyes suddenly turned into knife-like flashes, and he wished he could chop off Zhao Xiu's head.
The old man said a few more words to the tribesmen, and they all dispersed, leaving only the young Hu man to arrange them.
The young Zhihu man introduced himself: "My name is Zhi Tong."
"My name is Zhao Xiu. You speak Chinese very well. Who did you learn from?"
"My father is Han Chinese."
"No wonder, I felt a sense of familiarity the first time I saw you."
"Haha, really? I see you like me too. Come on, I'll take you into the village and you can stay next to my house. I'll treat you to wine and meat tonight."
"We're old friends right from the first sight, so I won't be polite to you."
With Zhao Xiu's mouth, if he wants to get close to people, it only takes a few words.
It only takes a few words to make someone angry to death.
He could only hear the laughter of the newcomers in front, and the old people who were left behind were rubbing their eyes on him so hard that they were almost irritated, but he was heartless and didn't notice anything.
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