Yunyue past events

It rained continuously for several days, and there was a lot of rain in the mountains and forests. The rice seedlings planted in spring had grown to knee height, but most of them were submerged by the rain, leaving only a small piece of green.

Yueqian is wearing a bamboo hat and a coir rain cape, walking on the field ridge, carrying a stone pike (a farm tool) on his shoulders. This outfit, completely looks like a farmer.

When he came to the paddy field, Yueqian bent down and shoveled away the soil from the embankment with a stone spade, creating a gap to let the rainwater overflowing the embankment in the field leak out and protect the paddy field.

There are stretches of paddy fields by the lake, and there are many figures who come out of the rain to open flood outlets for the paddy fields. People are very concerned about the harvest of rice. Although they live on the edge of the big lake, there are inexhaustible fish .

Yunyue is a rice-growing group, and generations of people have the habit of taking care of the rice fields.

The water in the rice fields leaked into the ditch, and Yue Qian started to clean up the silt in the ditch to prevent the ditch from being clogged.Stopping and walking along the ditch? From time to time, people spontaneously gathered around Yueqian to participate in the dredging work. Even those who did not join the dredging team would stand on the edge of the field and say hello to their leader.

Yueqian passed Peng Zhen's rice field, and saw his cat busy in the rice field, his raised face was covered with mud.

Peng Zhen held up a bunch of rice and shouted to Yue Qian: "Bona, we can't grow rice here. There is too much rain, and the rice seedlings are wilted by the rain."

Yue Qian raised his bamboo hat, looked at the sky, and said, "The rain should stop."

It was still raining, it was light rain. At this time, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the sky was high and clear.

Peng Zhen inserted the bunch of rice in his hand back into the paddy field, and randomly buried some soil at the roots. His way of doing farm work is very rough. Rather than being a farmer, he might be more suitable for being a martial artist.

Yue Qian continued to clean the ditch, and heard Peng Zhen chanting behind him: "We have endless fish and shrimps, and endless mountain products, and this is not enough for a bite of rice. If it rains again, God, we will not serve this field." .”

He even threatened God.

Since last autumn, Yueqian brought more than [-] people from his clan into Mengze and settled down by the lake of Mengze, and then some villagers from Jersey County came to join him. By this spring, there were already more than a hundred people.

There are men, women, and children among the residents. They build houses around the wooden house where the leader Yueqian lived, forming a small settlement.

Yueqian was elected as the leader by the tribe, and everyone respectfully called him "Bo Na (Prince)". On weekdays, he is more like a farmer, a fisherman, a mountain man, and he does everything by himself without putting on airs.

Whenever the settlement is attacked by the barbarians, Yue Qian wields the dagger and leads the young and strong to fight the enemy bravely. At this time, he is a well-deserved leader and an awesome person.

Last year the Yi people often haunted the Black Forest and attacked the Yueqian settlements from time to time. This year, this kind of situation rarely happened.

Yue Qian returned to the village with the farm tools on his back. The sky had cleared up at this time, and he walked to his wooden house, and saw Yue Wazi coming out of the house with an empty water bottle in his hand.

Seeing Yue Qian, Yue Wazi greeted him immediately, and asked with a smile, "Bo Na, when shall we go hunting again?"

"If you want to follow, practice bow shooting first." Yue Qian took off the bamboo hat, hung it on the wall, and began to untie the belt of the coir raincoat.

Being in Mengze, there are no copper mines here, and metals cannot be smelted. The weapons they use are mainly bows and arrows with stone arrowheads and spears with stone blades. The weapons are outdated and inefficient, so users need to have sufficient proficiency.

"I've been learning bow and arrow recently, and Father Chang also said that I'll be a good hunter in the future!" Yue Wazi patted himself on the chest, feeling like a man, but he was thin and childish.

Yue Qian held the coir raincoat in one hand, and patted Yue Wazi's head with the other, boasting, "Not bad."

After being praised, Yuewazi was very happy, and jumped up and down towards the well with an empty water bottle.

Seeing that he is 15 years old, but still looks like a child, Yue Qian shook his head, thinking back in the past, when he was 15 years old, his life was very difficult, how can Yue Wazi be so carefree today.

Entering his own wooden house, Yueqian saw Chang's father busy by the firepit, preparing breakfast, he turned around and hung the coir raincoat behind the door, and sat by the firepit to warm up.

There are three people living in Yueqian's house. He, Changfu, and Yuewazi are not related by blood.

"Well, it rains every day. I just went to see the chicken coop, and several chickens were soaked. Everything is good here, except that there is a lot of rain, and there are also many mosquitoes." Father Chang held a stone mortar in his hand and used a wooden pestle to crush the spices. That technique is quite sophisticated.

Yue Qian said: "I'm afraid there will be more rain in summer."

Applying the crushed spices neatly on a fresh fish, Chang's father frowned. They went to Mengze last autumn and hadn't experienced summer yet.

All the fresh fish were coated with spices. Father Chang took bamboo sticks, skewered the fish, and grilled them on the rack. The more he hid next to him, he set aside some charcoal in the firepit to prevent the fire from burning the fish. .

Sitting down on a round wooden bench, Father Chang wiped his hands, looked at the rack full of grilled fish, and said to himself: "It's not like living in Yunshui City back then, but it's much better than being a slave. If I can live like this For the rest of my life, I have no regrets."

Don't worry about food, don't have to worry about it, you can be free every day, except for the rain and mosquitoes, this life in Mengze can be called a fairy life.

Chang's father was very leisurely. He turned over the grilled fish on the shelf very leisurely, and looked out of the door. There was a group of clansmen who came out for activities in the square, and they showed smiling faces because of the sunny weather.

The corner of Yue Qian's mouth raised slightly, and soon, the smile disappeared again.

This leisurely day seems very unreal.

To the north of their settlement is Jersey County, where the soldiers are active, and to the south of their settlement is Nanjun, which is governed by the Yi people. Whether it is the Rong soldiers or the Yi people, they can destroy their peace today at any time.

A settlement of more than a hundred people is too small, and there are only about forty young and strong. The weapons are generally stone weapons. If there is a strong enemy coming, they will not be able to resist it.

There is a saying in the book: Be prepared for danger in times of peace, and be prepared when you think about it.

Such a leisurely life, Yue Qian's life is not prudent.

At night, Yue Qian lay in his room, looking up at the moon outside the window, and the mountains and forests under the night, listening to the lively chirping of insects, his fingers caressing the jade ear on his chest.

This was a subconscious action, and he didn't realize who he was missing at this time.

Day after day, year after year, the early life in Yindu of Rongguo will eventually become a thing of the past. When he gets old, he will forget many things, including the son of Rongguo named Zhaoling.

On a sunny day, Yueqian led the hunters of his family to Luwan to hunt deer. The people of Yunyue have a tradition of hunting deer. Venison can be prepared in many ways in Yunyue, and it is regarded as a delicacy.

Ever since they settled in Mengze, Yueqian and his people began to name the surrounding areas. The lakeside where many wild deer inhabit is called Luwan; the settlement they live in is called Mengzetun.

The hunting team set off early in the morning and went to Luwan. They hunted prey in Luwan and had a good harvest. They returned to Mengzetun in the afternoon. The closer they were to home, the faster their pace.

Yueqian carried a deer on his shoulders and walked at the head of the hunter team. He held a spear in his hand and carried a bow and arrow behind him. Other hunters carried or carried their prey, and they followed Yueqian with steady steps.

The heavy prey is not only not a burden, but the weight passed on brings the joy of harvest.

I saw a watchtower in the forest from a distance, which meant that Mengzetun, the settlement where they lived, was about to arrive, and the hunters were talking and laughing.

They passed through a wooden door, entered the interior of the settlement, and walked towards the square in the center of the settlement.

When I first came to the square and took off the dead deer from my shoulders, I felt something was wrong when I dived deeper. The square usually gathers a lot of people, but today there are only a few people, both young and old.

"What about the rest?" Yue Qian asked an old man in the square.

The old man replied, "Bona, we're all going fishing."

The weather is sunny and suitable for fishing, but Yueqian still finds it strange, so he asks again: "Where's Balao and the others?"

On weekdays, as long as a group of people go out to work, there will always be another group of people staying behind to protect the settlement. It is really uncommon that only a few old and young are left like this.

"Oh, Balao and the others, go to Guimupo to cut lacquer." The old man remembered that not all went fishing, but a group of people went to cut raw lacquer.

Lacquer has a wide range of uses, such as applying color to wooden beams and painting color pictures on wooden boats, which are both beautiful and protective.

Life here is very simple, and lacquer can add a touch of color to their lives.

A hunter said angrily: "It's their turn to guard the village! These Ba village people always don't follow the rules."

The Bacun people mentioned by hunters refer to a group of people who came from outside to seek refuge. They originally lived in a village called Bacun in Jersey County, and everyone in the village had the surname Ba.

Yue Qian said: "Divide the venison first, one for each family."

These days there are no barbarians intruding, and the people in the village have relaxed their vigilance, which is really not a good thing, but Yueqian didn't intend to blame the villagers of Ba village at this time, it will not help, and when they come back, call them over and have a good talk.

The hunters obeyed Yueqian's order and piled up the prey brought back together like a hill, and then pulled out the small stone knife at their waists to cut the venison with their own hands.

Those who hunt get more, and those who don't hunt get less, but everyone gets a share.

Just like when people from Ba Village go to Guimupo to cut raw lacquer, some of the raw lacquer they cut back will be kept for public use.If they want to survive in this wild land, they need mutual help, solidarity and friendship.

Not long after the hunter team came back, all the fishermen came back one after another. They brought back a large amount of fish, including fresh fish, shrimps and crabs, turtles, and shellfish.

After distributing the venison, the catches began to be distributed. There were laughter and laughter in the square, and everyone was holding a big bamboo basket for food.

Several portions of food were left unclaimed, and only then did people realize that the Bacun people who went to cut the paint still hadn't returned.

In fact, it’s not just Bacun people who went to cut the paint together. We all live in the same settlement. I belong to you, and you belong to me.Among the people who went fishing today, there were people from Ba Village, and among the people who went to cut paint today, there were also two old residents who escaped from the slave boat with Yueqian and settled in Mengzetun the first time.

The bonfire in the square was lit, and the sunset in the sky was about to set, but the crowd who went to cut paint on Guimu Slope still did not come back.

More than a dozen young men carried weapons and torches, led by Yue Qian, and went to Guimu Slope to look for the missing paint cutters.

Guimupo is four or five miles away from the settlement, and when Yueqian brought people to Guimupo, it was already dark, and the entire pitch forest was dark, with no one to be seen.

A total of thirteen people came to Guimu Slope to cut paint, but they all disappeared.

"Bona, the tools for cutting paint are still there!"

Someone picked up a large lacquered wooden bowl and handed it to Yueqian with a terrified expression.

At this time, someone found a stone knife for cutting lacquer on the ground, someone found a wooden barrel filled with raw lacquer dumped on the ground, and someone found a bow and arrow stuck in a lacquer tree.

Pulling out the bow and arrow, it turned out to be a bronze arrowhead!

The bows and arrows used by the people in their settlement are all stone arrowheads, and those who use bronze arrowheads are obviously outsiders and enemies.The paint-cutting team was attacked by the enemy.

Yue Qian shouted: "Quick, look around and see where the footsteps are going!"

The crowd dispersed, lit with torches, and searched for traces on the ground. After being stampeded by them, the traces were difficult to identify, but some people still found a row of footprints and headed north.

There are soldiers in the north and barbarians in the south.

The elite soldiers of the Yi people used bronze arrowheads, but they seldom used them, while Rongbing's weapons were very sophisticated, and the arrowheads were all made of bronze and polished smoothly.

Holding the arrowhead in his hand, he submerged himself and exerted all his strength, and broke the arrow handle with a "click". He said with a gloomy face, "Let's go to the waterway."

There is a stream under the ghost wood slope, and Rong Bing should leave by boat, which is the most convenient way to enter Mengze.

Rong Bing kidnapped thirteen lacquer-cutter Yunyue people and took them away from Mengze.

The range of Rong Bing's activities is so close to their settlements, which is frightening. Those kidnapped, where will they be taken?

"Is it really Rongbing? Why did they come into Mengze!"

"Has our village been discovered?"

"Bona, what do we do now?"

Everyone panicked and chattered, all waiting for Yue Qian to make up his mind.

Yue Qian reacted calmly, and said, "It's getting late, let's go back to Mengzetun first."

Go home first, tell the people the news of the misfortune, and after dawn, Yue Qian intends to save people.No matter where the thirteen paint cutters were escorted by Rong Bing, he must rescue them.

Yueqian will not leave nothing to chance. As the leader of Mengzetun, he has the obligation to protect the residents in the settlement.

At this time, Yueqian has realized that the step he is about to take is the first step towards confronting Rongguo.He is doomed not to be a farmer or a fisherman. If he wants his tribe to survive, he must embark on a path of brutal fighting.

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