Mo Jilian and Que Teqin sat opposite each other.
It was Que Teqin's first time riding this kind of thing, so he was a bit nervous. He was afraid that he would fall and feel uncomfortable being blown around by the wind. If he had to describe it, it would be the feeling of riding a boat.
Compared to Que Teqin, Mo Jilian was more experienced. He had ridden in the Sword Meet of Hua Mountain before. The only difference was that it wasn't as big and luxurious as this one.
Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan accompanied him. The younger brother and sister had already moved to another cabin. To be precise, the two of them had moved out.
After a while, someone brought food from another compartment. There were two and a half bowls of porridge, two large pancakes, green onions, and a small dish of sauce.
"It's cold and there's nothing else to serve you. Please." Zhang Xiaobao broke the silence and put the food on the small table between Mo Jilian and Que Teqin.
Mo Jiilian and Que Teqin finally relaxed a little. They felt like they were captives and didn't dare to make a sound.
Now that the food was placed in front of them, they realized that they were indeed hungry. Although they had eaten in the car, the tasteless meat was really hard to swallow. They only ate two small bites.
Mo Jilian wasn't afraid that Zhang Xiaobao would poison him. He picked up the pancake and dipped it in the sauce. He opened his mouth and took a big bite. He nodded and said, "Delicious. It's so f * cking delicious. It's better than meat."
Que Teqin also couldn't resist the temptation. He picked up the pancake and imitated her. He took a bite and then a mouthful of porridge. He ate happily.
Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan watched from the side and knew why the two of them were eating so happily. One was because the Turks had run out of salt, and a little sauce was bliss. The other was because they often ate meat, and occasionally changing the flavor felt different.
It didn't take long for the two of them to finish the porridge in their bowls and eat the pancakes. Even the sauce on the plate was licked clean.
Touching his half full stomach, Que Teqin plucked up his courage and asked Zhang Xiaobao, "Zhang Xiaobao, what do you want to do to me?"
"What can I do to you, Minister Que? You took the initiative to bring back so many people, find so many precious herbs and furs, and are determined to contribute your life's blood and sweat to the Great Tang's livestock industry. I have more than enough admiration for your noble character, so how could I do anything to you? "
Zhang Xiaobao placed his hand on the glass window of the pod. After he finished speaking, a handprint appeared, and the scenery outside could be seen clearly.
Que Teqin's eyes widened. He looked at Mo Jilian and saw that he was also at a loss. He couldn't help but look at Zhang Xiaobao and asked, "What Shaoqing?"
"Our Great Tang's newly established Vice Minister of Horse Husbandry is a grade-6 official. Originally, it should have been grade-7, but after considering your request and the importance of military horses, the relevant personnel decided to make it grade-6."
Zhang Xiaobao explained. Wang Juan opened the door of the cubicle next to them and placed two bowls of watermelon on the small table, indicating that they were ready to eat.
Que Teqin was dazzled by the cold melon in front of him. For the first time, he found that the cold melon in winter could be so charming. Thinking of Zhang Xiaobao's words, he was even more confused.
Mo Jilian helped him to ask, "Young Master Zhang, when was the Horse Husbandry established? Who are the relevant personnel? Is it set by the Emperor himself? "
"The Emperor doesn't have time to care about such a small matter. The Horse Husbandry has just been established. You two were lucky enough to witness such a great moment when you were eating pancakes and green onions. The relevant personnel include me and Wang Juan. Eat, and in the future, the Turks will be able to eat cold melon in winter and live a happy life. "
Zhang Xiaobao introduced with a tired face. It was obvious that the related personnel were tired from discussing the matter.
"Young Master Zhang, have you decided on such a big matter?" Mo Jilian asked.
"What do you think?" Zhang Xiaobao asked.
At this moment, several thoughts flashed through Que Teqin's mind. If he captured Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan and took them as hostages, would his tribe have a new life? If he killed them on the spot, would the Great Tang return to the status of trading with his tribe?
He looked at Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan. Zhang Xiaobao was looking at Mo Jilian, while Wang Juan was looking out of the window with a blank expression.
Opportunity, this was an opportunity. With his own ability, he could go forward and grab their necks. Then …?
"Young Master Zhang, it's great that you can decide. Last time at the Sword Meet of Mount Hua, I opened my eyes. I thought that Young Master Zhang was only good at economic calculation. Who would have thought that you could also leap onto roofs and vault over walls? I think you must be good at close combat, right? Would Young Master Zhang be willing to show us the weapons you carry? "
Just as Que Teqin was staring at Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan, leaning forward toward Weiwei, Mo Jilian's leg suddenly bumped into the small table between them and began to chat with Zhang Xiaobao.
Zhang Xiaobao had a regretful expression. He smiled and said to Mo Jilian, "Mo Jilian, you're a good person. I don't have any ability to leap onto roofs and vault over walls. I'm just a bit more nimble, like a monkey. I've already ordered the people in Feng Province to quickly transport the provisions here. With both sides working together, I estimate that in less than half a month, the people below will be able to get through this difficult period."
"Yes, it's very pitiful," Wang Juan said as she looked outside. "I don't know what's going on this year, but it's snowing everywhere. In the grassland, in the capital, in my Bohai Commander-In-Chief's office, it's snowing too. It's also snowing in Xinluo. It's estimated that there won't be a drought at the beginning of spring next year. It seems that we have to spend the New Year outside."
Mo Jilian and Que Teqin didn't understand why Wang Juan suddenly brought this up. It was normal for it to snow. Could it be that it didn't snow in Tengri Heaven?
Wang Juan continued, "That cow can't take it anymore. It's already skinny from hunger, and it's in a hurry. It probably won't be able to last until the provisions arrive. It's better to shoot it and give it a quick death."
As soon as she finished speaking, Wang Juan suddenly had something in her hand. She looked down through the window and made a "pa, pa" sound.
Que Teqin's sweat oozed from his forehead in an instant. He looked at Mo Jilian with lingering fear to express his gratitude. He recognized the thing in Wang Juan's hand. He once had a gun, which was given to Mo Jilian by Li Longji. Later, it was taken apart for research and found that bullets couldn't be made, so it was abandoned.
"I didn't expect Miss Wang to carry a gun with her." Que Teqin laughed dryly.
"Shooting birds for fun, I wonder if the position of Shaoqing is good?" Wang Juan turned her hand and the gun was gone again. She asked Que Teqin.
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