After the winter transition, the team that went to Jokhang to celebrate the Emperor’s birthday came back through the snow. They brought back good news and rewards from the Emperor.
“Sure enough, Yanshi was indeed right. The Jokhang Emperor was very happy when he saw the clouded leopard. He was originally planning to reward us with gold and jewels, but I said that we just wanted food, not money. Those guys from the Qi tribe laughed at us like we were beggars. When the Jokhang Emperor agreed, they were dumbfounded. Did you know, Great Khan, in Jokhang, one tael of gold can be exchanged for a cart of grain? We are rich!” Aguda danced and gestured. His eyes filled with excitement.
The reason why they came back so late was because when they went there, they were traveling in a light carriage, but when they came back, they were followed by a long convoy, which was full of food.
At his age, Aguda had never seen so much food. He rolled countless times on those grain trucks along the way. He was as happy as a wolf that fell into a herd of sheep.
The convoy formed a winding line outside the king’s tent, and many Di people looked at it in awe.
The children were young and had not passed many years. They did not know how difficult it was to survive in those difficult days in the past.
But, every adult in the tribe had seen death, not from old age and illness, but from starvation and freezing, and from fighting for food and territory. Almost every winter was a hardship.
Having this food meant, at least, that no one would die of hunger this winter.
Many people in the tribe turned their backs to the crowd and secretly wiped away tears from the corners of their eyes.
For the first time, a group of veterans headed by Risong tremblingly bent down in the direction of Yanshi’s big tent.
Winter was a rare leisurely day all year round. Forage had been prepared in sufficient quantities as early as autumn. The Di people only needed to be careful not to let the hungry wolves take away their cattle and sheep.
This winter, the dowry palace attendants from Jokhang became the busiest in the Royal Court.
It was rare that there was a rich variety of food now, so they began to change their ways to cook it for the Princess. Every time they made something, someone would come to their door with a smile and ask for advice the next day.
The Di people were now full of respect for their Yanshi, so they didn’t dare to be as casual as before to her. As a result, they turned their targets to the people serving around Yanshi.
Sometimes they asked how to pickle sauerkraut, sometimes they asked how to fry sugar cakes, or sometimes they asked why the steamed buns they made couldn’t puff up. Almost every day, there were a lot of questions waiting to be solved.
Even one time Urhan came in from outside and conveyed a message to Jiang Rui: “Someone wants to ask Yanshi if they allow those palace people to marry?”
Snowflakes were flying outside the tent. Jiang Rui was reading a book while leaning on a soft couch, covered with a fox fur blanket.
There was a warm charcoal stove under the couch, and tea was heating on the stove. There was a plate of sweet plum blossom cake on the small table next to her hand.
She tilted her head when she heard this, “Who asked?”
Urhan took a few steps to sit next to her, warmed his hands on the stove, picked up a piece of cake, and threw it into his mouth. Then, he took a sip of tea from her tea cup and then said: “Amul, Aguda’s younger brother. Has Yanshi ever heard about him?”
“I have an impression.” Jiang Rui nodded.
He was also one of the people who followed her to grow vegetables. But unlike his carefree brother, he was a relatively shy young man who worked very hard, always hurriedly coming and going with his head down.
She didn’t expect that he had the guts to ask Urhan this question.
“Who is he interested in?” Jiang Rui asked again.
“I don’t know. The kid didn’t say anything when he was beaten to death, and he didn’t say anything when he was forced into a corner by Aguda.” Urhan lightly shrugged his shoulders.
Jiang Rui agreed with Amul’s approach. After all, the palace people who followed her were different from the Di people. They were introverted by nature.
If Amul casually revealed the person he liked, with Aguda’s big mouth, he would announce it, and by then, the whole tribe would know about it in the blink of an eye. Then, that girl would die of embarrassment.
“You go and tell him that as long as his sweetheart agrees to his pursuit, I have no objection here. But there is one thing, those palace people are my people. If he fails her, I will definitely seek justice.”
“That’s natural,” Urhan nodded in agreement and threw another piece of plum blossom cake into his mouth. “When the time comes, I won’t need you to take action. I will take care of him.”
Jiang Rui responded, thinking in her mind that she would have to observe the young people in the tribe recently. If someone else had the same idea, she would have to carefully consider the other person’s character.
In just a short period of time, Urhan stretched out his hand five or six times. She turned around and saw that the pastry had bottomed out.
“Are you hungry?” She had never seen him like sweets so much before.
The plum blossom cake was a small one. Although Urhan ate more than half of it, he didn’t feel anything in his stomach. After drinking two more cups of tea, he felt a little full.
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