v8 Chapter 82： The shining moment of the shepherd (Part 1)

When the two discussed the specific implementation matters, the subsequent 27,000 riders also arrived at the tribe, and some alchemists at the Xianyaofang were among them. However, today the cavalrymen hurried a lot of roads, coupled with the fact that it was not early, they did not plan to act immediately, and everything only started tomorrow morning.

After the army arrived, Chu Yun, the vanguard officer, finished his errand and returned to the camp to patrol. After completing some details, Zhang Changan made a report to Shi Shi, and when she came back, she saw that the herdsmen who had gone out to graze had driven the cattle and sheep back one after another.

Large tracts of cattle, sheep, and horses entered the tribe. The scene was grand and magnificent. As a chief, Gesang naturally took the lead in her cattle and herds, and also had the largest number and the fattest body.

At this time, Zhang Chang'an would go up to the tower to watch for a while. In addition to the scene of concentrated activity of the vast creatures that he liked, he also had to check whether the number of cattle and sheep had decreased or increased.

Now that he is a real monk, Zhang Chang'an can observe a lot of things and can see a lot of things. Sure enough, Zhang Changan soon saw that Gesang's cattle and sheep were obviously fattened, and less than a hundred more cattle and sheep were said.

This caused him a pain in his head, and he was no longer in a mood to control anything else. He leapt to Gesang, pulled her aside, and said with a green face, "Why did you grab the cattle and sheep of other tribes? I didn't follow Have you said that you have enough cattle and sheep to stop grabbing others !? "

Gesang blinked innocently, "I didn't grab it!"

The familiar answer made Zhang Chang'an hold his forehead, and he didn't want to talk.

When Gesang first became the chief of the tribe, he was very careful and timid. He didn't know how to manage the tribe and how to get along with other tribes. He asked Zhang Changan many times.

Zhang Changan told her at that time, let her not worry, the army maintains the grassland order, no other tribes dare to bully them, and he himself will help her and provide her with protection.

In the end, Zhang Changan said something that he regrets so far: make more friends. As long as everyone is a friend, it will save a lot of trouble.

Making friends is too easy for prairie people. They are inherently hospitable, just like they are inherently warlike.

When life goes on, friends come from far away and they will entertain them; when they do n’t live on, they will become friends from far away and force others to “enter” themselves with bows and swords.

Zhang Chang'an underestimated the innocent Gesang's ability to make friends. On the first day, he took the tribe out to graze, and she made friends with a dozen sheep on the wasteland. According to Gesang himself, he was very enthusiastic about them, entertained them and ate a lot of pastures.

Then, since everyone is already a friend, it is only natural to take them home as a guest, so the dozen sheep went into Gesang's own sheep pen. The problem is that when he woke up the next day, Gesang automatically forgot to send his friend back.

Zhang Changan heard people say that that morning, facing the large group of white sheep screaming in the sheepfold, Gesang carefully distinguished for a long time, and did not distinguish which were his own sheep and which were friend sheep.

At this time, Chief Gesang showed extraordinarily generous gestures. With a small wave of his hand, he announced the big decision that all sheep are their own sheep. He also patted his chest and told them that from now on, he will take good care of you, absolutely Let you eat fat for nothing.

In this way, Gesang started his glorious journey of making friends on the prairie. At the beginning, because the tribe had only 3,000 people,

The population is small and the site is not large. When grazing, it is easy to meet other herdsmen and cattle and sheep.

In Gesang's clear and moving singing, the cattle and sheep of other families seemed to be summoned by the gods. When Gesang approached them, they yelled and expressed their appreciation. There was no fear of running away, and they were willing to do with her. What a friend looks like-Gesang himself says so anyway.

As a result, the cattle and sheep in the tribe increased rapidly, and the fences of the sheepfolds repeatedly expanded.

At this time, Zhang Changan's troubles came as planned. Those herders and tribes who lost their cattle and sheep came to Zhang Changan one after another, crying about how terrible Gesang ’s song of “charming the sheep ’s heart” was, and how accusing Gesang ’s “hands-on sheep” behavior Damn, asked Zhang Changan to preside over justice and ordered Gesang to return them all.

Zhang Changan was naturally fair. He called Gesang and criticized it, and planned to let her return the cattle and sheep to others.

However, his criticism education was only halfway through, Gesang burst into tears and pouted his mouth, and was sobbed by Mo Dagui, and told himself to hold on to the tears and make Zhang Changan's mouth speechless. Stern words never speak out.

At that time, Gesang was still just a young girl in cardamom. After a long period of malnutrition, her figure was thin and her hair was yellow. In the face of that look, Zhang Changan was a good family Confucianist since childhood and was kind and upright and sympathetic. The young Tang man with heart and sadness and pity is naturally defeated.

While Zhang Changan was struggling with how to handle this kind of thing, Gesang's ability to make friends once again showed great power.

I don't know what she said to the shepherds and chiefs. Anyway, after half a day, they greeted each other for a good meal and drank a lot of good wine. After that, the sporadic shepherds voluntarily joined the Gesang tribe.

And the chiefs of those small tribes also said that as long as the Gesang tribe can sell them tribal iron pots, linen, tea, medicinal materials ... these scarce life on the grassland must be supplies, and she will no longer be held accountable for her flaws.

When Zhang Changan was stunned, Gesang had already approached the Central Plains caravan who came to the tribe. He learned to be a middleman without a teacher and started the great cause of making friends with chiefs of various tribe.

And when those small tribes that actually have a difficult livelihood, seeing the increasingly prosperous face of the Gesang tribe, and a variety of goods that can obviously improve the quality of life, gradually, the small tribes became Gesangs because of the herders. My friend, I was invited to settle in the Dogosang tribe and could not sustain it.

It goes without saying that in the next few years, the Gesang tribe, which originally had only 3,000 people and less than 200,000 cattle and sheep, quickly expanded into a large tribe of 20,000.

Within sixty miles, there were no more scattered herdsmen, and no tribe of dozens or hundreds. The herdsmen bathed in the warm aura of Chief Gesang's sunshine and lived a happy life of plenty of clothing and singing.

When the shepherdess of Cardamom has completed her gorgeous transformation into a tribal chief, she is praised not only by her kind nature, tolerance, but also by her unparalleled beauty.

Gesang, now 16 years old, has emerged from the naked eye and has become a beautiful and touching beauty at a speed that is visible to the naked eye. He has been praised as the pearl of the steppe within a hundred miles.

Zhang Changan saw this process in his eyes, but because he was in contact with him almost every day, he didn't feel much.

Sometimes shepherds praised Gesang's looks, disapproved, and occasionally

I will recall that when Gesang took off the perennial dirty sheepskin coat, put on elegant and gorgeous robes, and was dressed up by his colleagues' wives and children, he suddenly appeared in front of himself. sense.

The girl is eighteen, and the shepherd girl who was thin and dark in the past and has a rather dark complexion is now completely invisible, like a dream that she has forgotten.

But Gesang's appearance has changed in recent years, but his personality has remained unchanged.

Sometimes it looks smart. For example, when dealing with businessmen, you ca n’t afford less than three or two wools; sometimes it ’s foolish. For example, you have made friends with a group of cattle and sheep and still do n’t think you are Grab others' things.

Zhang Changan sighed, and then looked solemn: "There are no more shepherds outside the tribe in this sixty-mile radius. How did you get these hundred cows and sheep today? I didn't say that tribal grazing cannot leave the tribe. Territory, to occupy another's pasture? "

Gesang smiled proudly: "I didn't go to other people's ranches! How can the pastures in other people's ranches have the beauty of us? I just put sheep and sing normally, and then these cattle and sheep run from the pastures of the neighboring tribes Come here. They howled around me and offered to make friends with me. Can I still refuse? "

In the end, Gesang spread his hands and signaled that this time he was really very, very innocent, but simply very, very, very lucky.

Zhang Changan forged a black line on his forehead.

Gesang's singing sounds good. He knows it, and the shepherd's singing has some strange attraction and comforting power to cattle and sheep. He is also clear. After all, it is not surprising that it is the crystallization of wisdom generated during a long labor process and mutual dependence.

But Zhang Changan didn't believe that the cattle and sheep of other tribes would run all the way around Gesang.

He Shen said: "Do you know that those shepherds who have been taken away by you will have a hard time maintaining their livelihood, fearing that they will not be able to survive. As a tribal chief, how many people follow you for life, you should learn to observe the human condition , Knowing that the heart is alive ... "

"I know, I know!" Gesang didn't wait for Zhang Changan to finish his words, nodded his head, and pointed at a few shepherds in shabby and ragged clothes behind him.

She proudly said, "So I brought them back! Look how thin they are, they must haven't eaten enough for many days, and they will be able to eat and dress warmly if they become our tribe in the future! What did you just say? ? Be aware of human relationships and have a strong heart? Haha, am I doing well? "

Looking at Gesang, you are going to praise me, Zhang Changan just feels weak. Sometimes he really did not take this simple and strange shepherd girl in front of him.

Although the grassland order is stable and prosperous at the moment, many former hungry shepherds can now live without food and clothing, but in any era, the rich and the poor are extremely uneven, and the difference between the upper and lower is beyond imagination. .

As the manager of the grassland, Zhang Changan certainly knows that do n’t look at the Gesang tribe now everyone is full of red, not to mention being full, and can eat vegetables every 30 minutes. Even the lowest shepherd can drink a drink in two days, but On the vast grassland, there are still many people who don't cover their bodies or eat their belly.

Many people still die without dignity in the winter.

So when seeing those shepherds throwing their fears and praying, Zhang Chang'an couldn't say a word.

"It's not an example." Zhang Changan dropped a sentence that could barely maintain his dignity, and quickly turned to leave.