C5 (1/2)

From that day on, the family of four lived a nomadic hunting life in the Western Regions. Chen Min no longer mentioned the curses, and the healthy child was named Chen Yu, while the one with the severed finger was named Chen Shuang.

Chen Yu was extremely intelligent. No matter if she was a scholar or a fighter, she had a photographic memory after teaching her child once. On the contrary, Chen Shuang was like a blemish on the jade. He had the same good skin as Chen Yu, but was extremely blunt, and could not speak even when he was three years old. The couple did not know how much effort they put into him, how much energy they expended, but they never got any better. By the time he could speak, he was so mischievous that he refused to read or read and spent all his time thinking about hunting and playing with his father. Chen Mu was capable of literature and martial arts, but his own son was unable to inherit even the tiniest part of it. He was unwilling to accept this.

Although the two children looked almost identical, there was always a sense of kinship between them. Perhaps it was because Chen Shuang had broken his little finger, and because he was a stupid child, the parents loved him even more. If he wanted to hunt with his father, they would let him. Chen Yu didn't need to be taught much as she practiced a whole set of powerful martial arts. Chen Shuang, on the other hand, only practiced a good archery skill. Other than that, he had no other advantages.

Many years had passed, and everything had been peaceful. Chunyu Yan no longer received any news, and in the end, Chen Mu had also let it go. Although he was fine for the time being, he could never return to Luoyang. After learning how to use divine arrows, Yu'er would be able to rely on hunting to live without worry. However, such a good talent like Yu'er would have to be buried for the rest of her life, which was too much of a pity.

The days were already passed like this, so it was not bad for the family to be safe and sound like this. Chen Mu had a faint feeling that the curse of the monk Sheriko was still there. The heavens were destined for this family to have a disastrous fate, and even if they wanted to calm down, it would be impossible.

Because of Wang Mang's usurpation of power, the people of the world were not living well, and there were also Green Forest Red Eyebrow rebellion, which led to the destruction of life, until the unification of the Central Plains by Emperor Liu Xiu and the transfer of the capital to Luoyang, known as the Eastern Han Dynasty. At that time, the countries of the Western Regions lost contact with the Central Dynasty for various reasons and were controlled by the Northern Huns.

After acquiring the manpower and material resources of the Western Regions, the Huns had greatly increased their strength, repeatedly invading the counties of the river, and the people on the border could not bear their suffering.

After Emperor Guang Wu, Emperor Ming, Liu Zhuang ascended to the throne.

The Ming Emperor immediately issued an edict, ordering the commander-in-chief Dou Gu to lead troops to attack the Huns, and Ban Chao, the younger brother of Ban Gu, to set off with the army to take up the post of Sima.

When Ban Chao fought with the Huns, he had done so many meritorious deeds that Dou Gu had recognized him and had sent him to the Western Regions with thirty-five of Guo Xian's men.

This year was already 16 years old, Chen Yu and Chen Shuang were 7 years old.

The first stop for Banchao and Guo Fei was sure to be Shanshan, a thousand miles from Yangguan, and the convoys would not be able to arrive for a while with their supplies and gifts.

It was a severe winter, and the heavens did not want to make a beauty out of it. The wind and snow mixed together, making it impossible for them to continue forward.

Guo Shan suggested that they find a place to camp out from the wind and wait for the storm to pass before heading to Shan Shan. Looking ahead, he saw a small slope not too high, with a circumference of no more than a hundred feet. Although it was not very high, the wind and snow were blowing from the north, making it easy to set up camp just south of here. Seeing this, Guo Xun rejoiced and urged her horse to go down the slope first, hoping to avoid the wind and snow so that she could stop to rub her ears and rub her hands.

Ban Chao had to take care of the team, so seeing him like this, he could only sigh helplessly. He turned around and said to his attendants, ”Master Guo, you guys take a look first. Don't let the wind blow away the silk!”

When Guo Jing arrived at the hillside, she found that there was already a felt tent there. A beautiful woman in furs had set up a dry firewood in front of the tent, and there was a lamb leg on the wooden shelf, ready to start a fire. On one side of the tent stood two tall horses, their red hair curled like fire charcoal, their legs short and their hooves fat. They were very different from the horses of the Central Plains.

Guo Yi thought it strange that the wind and snow, the two horses, could stand up straight and not be afraid of losing them. But what struck Guo as odd was that the woman did not panic when she saw the stranger. She looked back at him and ignored him.

Guo Yi furrowed her brows. She had expected the women of the Western Regions to have so much courage. Even if they met a stranger, wouldn't they be afraid? ”Ignorant stupid woman, what do you do? ”Give way here, haven't you seen the envoys from the heavens arriving here?”

The woman didn't even look at him as she continued to beat the flint in her hand, intending to start a fire. Unfortunately, the wind and snow were so heavy that she couldn't light the firewood no matter what.

After a while, the woman asked, ”So what if you are an emissary? ”It's not like this is the imperial court.”