Chapter 12 fourth quarter

This piece of land was called Kyushu, I don't know how long ago it was.Legend has it that a god emperor unified the whole world, divided it into nine states and named them.But no one knows who the God Emperor is.We have three prefectures in Hokuriku, Shangzhou, Hanzhou and Ningzhou.Some people say that Hokuriku is an ancient giant dragon. It lived for many years, and finally died. It was deposited on the seabed, and the sand was piled on its bones, and it became Hokuriku.Shangzhou is its head, from which came the Kuafu family, tall and big, ferocious like wild beasts; Ningzhou was its tail, from which the Yu family was born, light and soft enough to fly into the sky; and we The prairie of Hanzhou is the chest of the dragon, from which we barbarians are born, the bravest.

Donglu people call us barbarians, we don't mind.For the men of our grasslands, "savage" means courage.Our warriors held tomahawks and battle axes, and rode wild horses that had been brought in. When the people of the Eastern Land saw our cavalry, they had no choice but to run away. Their swords and armor were better than ours, but we barbarians always won the battle. In fact, the grassland is a bitterly cold place, only weeds grow best, but they cannot be cultivated.I heard that Donglu Wanzhou can grow rice three seasons a year, but we burn wasteland on the grasslands in the south to plant wheat, and only one season is produced in a good year.If there is not enough food to eat, people will die. If you don't fight and grab other people's food, you won't be able to survive at all.

So from generation to generation, only the strongest fighters survive.A strong father gives birth to a strong son, and the ancestors have been heroes on the grassland for generations. "However, with such bravery," the old man took a puff of cigarette and was silent for a long time, "There is no other way." Although the warriors in the Eastern Land were not good, hundreds of years ago there was a Rose Emperor, a great emperor, bigger than our Maharaja, who unified the four states in the Eastern Land and established an empire called Dayin.The empire is very afraid of us barbarians. The warriors of Donglu are far less brave than our soldiers. They know that as long as the barbarian cavalry lands on the land of Donglu, Donglu will be our pasture.

But Tiantuo Gorge separated us. Emperor Qiangwei got the sailing technology from the Yu Clan. The princes of the Eastern Continent built many warships and controlled Tiantuo Gorge with water troops. Our barbarian horses, no matter how handsome they are, have no wings. Can't fly over the sea. Now you know that there are seven big tribes on the grassland... there are no more seven, the Zhenyan tribe has been wiped out... we are left in Qingyang, and there are six tribes in Yanghe, Shuobei, Lanma, Shachi, and Jiuyan .However, when Emperor Qiangwei established the Yin Dynasty, there were hundreds of tribes on the grassland. Everyone robbed my cattle and sheep, and I robbed your women.Every spring when there is no food and the flocks are the thinnest with hunger, wars will start. Hundreds and thousands of herdsmen rush to battle, and people die everywhere.The Lanma tribe originally meant "guest soldiers". It is said that at that time, the Lanma tribe had no food, and the men went out hunting yellow sheep with bows and arrows.When the men from the Lanma tribe came back, the young women were all raped by the men from the Tag tribe in turn, and half of them became pregnant.The women wanted to commit suicide, but the men refused. The men asked them to give birth to their children, called them "lan horses", fed them with the milk of wild horses, taught them how to ride horses and shoot arrows, and turned the children into the bravest warriors.Later, they broke through the Tage Department and killed all the men in the Tage Department.

How could such a Hokuriku build a big ship to compete with the Donglu people for land?It's good to be alive.Later, our Hokuriku finally produced a hero, you must know him. "King Xun!" Amo Chi shouted. "It's King Xun." The old man nodded heavily. The Xun King Akanti was a slave boy.No one knew who his parents were. He was born to graze for his master. In the most bitter cold places, no one who grazes there can live to be thirty years old.But King Xun survived, because when he was about to freeze to death, the goddess passed by the upper reaches of the Xuesong River and gave him her own milk to drink, and Pantar God blessed him.

These are all legends, and some people say that the goddess is Aganda, the wife of King Xun.But King Xun is a forbearing hero. People like him are destined to dominate the grassland. He can give his wife Aganda to his lustful adoptive father as collateral, and only asks for three thousand brave warriors.With these 3,000 people, King Xun later swept the grasslands, and all the tribes that did not obey him were defeated by him, and more people were willing to follow him.In the end, hundreds of tribes merged into seven big tribes, and King Xun held the first Kulig Conference. The Kulig Conference means a conference where everyone sits down. In this conference, people from all tribes, big or small, can sit down for a meeting, and there is no distinction between superiority and inferiority.

King Xun said: "From now on, the barbarians are one family. We share the grassland given by the Pantar God, and we are no longer allowed to fight. We will build a city in the center of the grassland, and all the old and weak can live in the city. " You live in this city, the only city of our barbarians, the northern capital. But this city also has a name, you may not know it, it is called "Bangdu".We barbarians don't use such a word, this word was invented by the Yu people, which means "wrong city". On the first day when the northern capital was built, a member of the Yu clan came from Ningzhou. You know his name. His name is Gu Fengchen.

"Gu Fengchen!" A Mochi almost screamed. From Donglu to Beilu, as long as they are astrologers, everyone knows this name.To them, Gu Fengchen means a master, a master, and even the emperor of astrology.He came up with two laws that laid the foundation in the history of astrology, and created a theory called "Huang Ji Jing Tian", which matched the starry sky with the earth. It was too complicated, and it completely turned astrology into a school of arithmetic. No one could unravel the combined calculations of five or even seven formulas he often used, so no one in future generations could approach his contribution.

The old man took a puff of smoke, his eyes were full of fascination, but he was also in a trance: "It's Gu Fengchen, he is really an awesome person. Five hundred years have passed, and his name still makes people excited." What kind of friendship between King Xun and Gu Fengchen is hard to say now.We only know that Gu Fengchen is not only the lord of the Stark city-state of the Yu clan, but he also has an honorary title, that is, King Zungertai Khan of Qingyang. He came here alone from Ningzhou to calculate the fate of Beidu for King Xun.Gu Fengchen asked King Xun how many years he wanted to know the fate of the barbarians. King Xun said a thousand years, but Gu Fengchen said that it could only be five hundred years at most, and the future would exceed the limit of what he knew, so they agreed to count five hundred years. year.

It was the biggest calculation in Gu Fengchen's life. It is said that King Xun built a large stone foundation with a length of 1,000 steps and a width of 1,000 steps at the place where the Golden Tent Palace is today. The nebula runs and calculates non-stop.It took three months to do the calculations, using an incredible eleven-form joint calculation. However, Gu Fengchen didn't calculate anything. On the rotating sky, the star field of our northern capital is completely dark. For three months, not a single star has passed by there, and no star has even approached this star field.

"The star field in the northern capital may be empty forever," Gu Fengchen finally said, "Only the invisible stars pass by there. This is the cursed city." King Xun was surprised.The so-called invisible stars, there is only one Gu Xuan in the sky.Gu Xuan has no light, it is the deepest and darkest black. Some people say that it is a gap in the sky, and all the light flows out of Gu Xuan. The moon is the death star, no living person can see it. "That's true, that's my destiny, and I'll bear everything." That's what King Xun said, and he was a real hero. What he saw all his life was us barbarians riding horses with bows, driving cattle and sheep, wandering on the grassland, never resting.Now that the big city has been built, there is a place that is not afraid of wind and snow, and everyone is full of hope, but it is a cursed city, and King Xun refuses to accept it.No matter how much Gu Fengchen persuaded him, he just didn't want to give up Beidu. This prophecy came true faster than Gu Fengchen thought.Seven years later, King Xun's head was hung on the gate of the northern capital. The lord of the Nine Kingdoms captured the northern capital, and he was the second lord of the Kulig Conference. This is just the beginning, after the tribes take turns to attack the northern capital, but few of them can last long.The long ones are only a few decades, and the short ones are six or seven years, and they are always kicked out by others.The head of the old majesty was hung at the gate of the city for public display.In fact, Gu Fengchen's statement may sound absurd, but most of the lords of the major tribes know it, but what can they do? The northern capital has since become the center of our grassland, and those who want to dominate must enter Northern Capital. About 70 years ago, the Lu family of our Qingyang tribe entered the northern capital.At that time, we had Tiger and Leopard Cavalry and Tiefutu, two cavalry that were number one in the prairie, and the Maharaja was more merciful to the other six cavalry than the previous Maharaja, so although we still fought for seventy years, we were still stable. But no one dared to forget that legend, they all remembered it in their hearts.Generations of Dahesa have passed the secret language to the students, and finally when I was a Hesa, something happened... That was nine years ago, according to the almanac, "a year of famine." From the beginning of autumn that year, the white hair wind kept blowing, and the pastures full of Stipa in the north were blown down one by one, and there was no chance to harvest winter grass.The snow around the northern capital was waist-deep, and it was even thicker on Tongyun Mountain. Groups of gazelles and gazelles were frozen to death in the snow.The herdsmen had no winter grass, so they killed the lean sheep and lambs early and hid them in the lee of the mountain depression.The lords of several major tribes brought their nobles to Beidu to settle down. After all, Beidu is the only city on the grassland that is not afraid of wind and snow. Originally, everyone thought that as long as the spring came, everything would be fine.But that year's wind and snow were really evil, day and night, snow piled up in front of the city gate, and finally the gate couldn't be opened.The Xuesong River and the Tiexian River are both covered with thick ice. People who are not afraid of death smash the ice to fish, and often see big fish four or five feet long frozen in the ice nest.But apart from fish, rex and roe deer couldn't be hunted, and even yaks couldn't be found on the snowy plains. After eating mutton in the northern capital city, they began to kill horses.We barbarians live on horseback, and no one will kill a horse until people starve to death. There was a lot of discussion in the city, and everyone panicked. Some people secretly said that the majesty disrespected the sky, and that the pantar god no longer blessed the grassland.The majesty didn't say anything, but ordered me to observe the astrology to see when the wind and snow would stop.So I stayed up all night and night, recording star maps, deducing changes, but there were not many sunny days in the whole winter, and the sky looked like lead black. Where could I see any stars?As a result, people's hearts became more and more chaotic. At first, the lords of several big tribes were begging to enter the northern capital city to avoid the wind, but later on, Hesa ​​of those tribes also burned ox bones for sacrifices all day long, and black smoke rose from time to time. , and legend has it that slaves were sacrificed alive. I was so anxious that I waited on the snow every night with the sky mirror and the sea mirror, hoping that when the strong wind would blow the clouds away, a piece of the sky would be exposed so that I could see the stars. I still remember that it was January 4th, the fourth day after Lamb Festival, and I finally passed out on the snow. At that time, there was no one around me, and it was a dead end.But when I woke up, Ba Bang was feeding me hot water to drink.It was also luck. At that time, it happened that the Cian Yan family was about to give birth, and the Maharaja asked Ba Bang to come out to find me to divination for the child who was about to be born. When Ba Bang found me, I was half buried in the snow. Ba Bang asked me if I could go, and I said my legs were stiff, so Ba Bang carried me back to the golden tent. The torch was also wet by the snow, so Ba Bang led his horse by the tail.At that time, he was also cold, and he put all the things he could find on his body, and he was covered with Donglu's iron scale armor, which was polished to a bright shine.The snow stopped, he kicked deep and shallow, I felt uneasy and drank wine and lost my mind.By the end of the drink, my head was about to split open, and I almost fell asleep on Bambang's back.At this time, I suddenly saw a fire-like light flashing on the iron scale armor on Ba Bang's back. I froze for a while, the surroundings were pitch black, there was no one around, where did the torch come from?I looked up and was stunned. There was still a thin layer of clouds in the sky, but there were three big meteors behind the clouds.It was three large meteors side by side, so bright that the clouds could not cover them, and the color seemed to be on fire.They passed side by side across the celestial sphere in the east, and finally landed behind the red cloud mountain, like thunder, but I have never heard such a loud thunder in my life.Tongyun Mountain seemed to be lit, but at such a late night, the top of the mountain was glowing with golden light. Later, someone said that people within a hundred miles could see the golden light. But none of them were as surprised as I was. I didn't know how I jumped off Ba Bang's back and ran in the direction of Tongyun Mountain recklessly, until I couldn't run before lying down in the snow.Ba Bang was taken aback.But how should I tell him? He won't understand. At that time, the star field in Beidu just rotated to the top of Tongyun Mountain, and the three meteors all passed through the star field in Beidu.I have been a Hesa ​​for more than 30 years, always wanting to find a star in the star fields of the northern capital, and Gu Fengchen's prophecy broke. But the real stars I saw were meteors on fire.Those meteors were swallowed by the pitch-black Gu Xuan. When Ba Bang and I rushed to the golden tent with all our might, the golden tent was already full of people.The movement on Tongyun Mountain woke everyone up, the lords of the various ministries, the Hesars and wizards of the various ministries, and the great nobles.Those wizards put all kinds of weird things in the tent, such as burnt tortoise shells and ox bones, skeletons of dead people, and Xuanming fished out of the divination pool. When I entered, it was unusually quiet, everyone looked at me, the majesty only asked me, "Is that Gu Xuan?" I said: "Yes." Everyone was speechless, and those wizards suddenly knelt on the ground and prayed, as if they were crazy.At that time, the only ones who could calm down were the Maharaja, the Nine Kings, and Longge Zhenhuang from the Zhenyan tribe who was sheltering from the wind in the northern capital at that time.When I saw Mrs. Ying coming in from behind the tent with a child in her arms, my head buzzed like it was going to explode, and the blood all over my body turned cold.I suddenly remembered that the son was born that night, and my words had already harmed him. Some people say that Shizi was a child who was born without breathing, and Cian Yan bit him and killed him alive.Some people also said that the princess was originally pregnant with twins, and the son ate his brother in the womb, so he was the only one born.At that time, the wizards were really crazy, and all the people were talking about was how to kill this child to sacrifice to Pantar God.The Maharaja couldn't hold back, Ba Bang stood in front of the Maharaja with a knife, and the Nine Kings had quietly left their tents to dispatch troops. At this time, it was Longge Zhenhuang who saved the son.For some reason, he became angry, picked up the wizard of Zhenyanbu, took it out of the tent and plunged it into a snowdrift.Everyone was dumbfounded. The Lion King was the number one hero on the grassland at that time, and no one dared to stand out when he was angry. I still remember the words of Longge Zhenhuang. He said: "The people of our Zhenyan tribe worship the great pantar god. If he says that this child is inauspicious and damned, I will kill him right now. But I didn't hear it. The gods spoke to us, but I only saw these dirty cow bones and turtle shells. If this child is really unlucky, then my Longge clan will kill him in the future, and I am willing to raise him!" He knelt down in front of the Maharaja to pick up the child, and said, "Then I will name him, and I will call him Asule." Asule means longevity. The ash in the smoke pot was cold for a long time, and the old man didn't speak.Amochi didn't dare to make a sound. He looked at the old man and thought about the angry lion. Such a person would turn into a traitor of the Kulig Conference, and now he was a human head in a wooden box. In the dark night outside the tent, I don't know who is sharpening the knife, and the sound of the iron "grazing" on the whetstone makes people feel chills. "When he was six years old, the prince went to the Zhenyan Department." The old man took a sip of his wine and licked his lips. "I don't know if it's a coincidence or what. It's really strange. Since childhood, the people around him died very Many. Now even the lions on the grassland are dead, and the place he walked is really ominous." A Mo Chi shivered: "Those women said that the eldest son is Gu Xuan... Is there such a thing as a star?" The old man shook his head: "The only one who believes in fate is Gu Fengchen's Huangji sect. I don't know, but I have read "Stone Drum Scroll." Amochi suddenly sat up straight. "Stone Drum Volume" is the sacred book of barbarian astrology, so far he doesn't know what kind of book it is. "Yes. On that night, Xuan Ming in the Shenbuchi died red all over, the Wannian lamp in the underground palace of the ancestral temple was extinguished, the top of Tongyun Mountain glowed with golden light, and three large meteors lined up passed through the northern capital. In Tianye, the sky is as bright as day. Everything is the same as the prophecy of "Stone Drum Scroll", which is the punishment of the gods on the world, and the grassland turns blood red and becomes a place full of dead people." The old man took a deep breath In one breath, "However, the barbarians ushered in a new era. The hero pulled out the sword from the volcano, and the lion-headed eagle straddled the grasslands. The pantar god owned the sky and left the earth and sea to his children. This The child is the king of Tieqin, the king of mountains and seas!" Amochi stared blankly at the old man, and the counting chips in his hand splashed all over the floor. The old man kept quiet, squatted down and picked up the counters one by one, and stuffed them back into Amochi's hands. "You will become the new Hesa." He patted Amochi's head, "Do you know why?" Amoji shook his head blankly. "Because you're stupid!" He smiled slyly. He gulped down the remaining wine in the wine jar, turned over and fell asleep on the mink fur, his breathing gradually became long and deep. Amochi boldly pressed his shoulder: "Teacher, is the Tatar god going to protect the grassland, or punish us?" "Don't speculate on the heart of God, my child," the old man said in a dreamlike voice, "There is no heart in God's chest, it is just a stone."