Chapter 511: The Lost

Cao Yong set out from the capital on the 18th day of the first lunar month and arrived at Zhangjiakou at noon on the third day. The Taipu Temple Left Wing Ranch that he was going to leave Zhangjiakou, and he had to walk north for another 300 miles.

During the three hundred miles of road, there are no big places, only two small stations that serve as temporary sites.

Cao Yong rested in Zhangjiakou for a long time and bought a lot of dry food.

Before he could reach the mouth, the weather here was much colder than that in Beijing. Even Cao Yong was wearing big sweaters, he couldn't help but feel the coldness was so cold.

Because this time it was a fast horse galloping, everyone didn't carry much luggage. Cao Yong was afraid that the weather would be colder outside his mouth, but it would take ten days and half a month to go back, so he asked Xiaoman to take the two of them to the city to buy fur clothes.

When Xiaoman and his friends came back from the city, they had an acquaintance, Cui Fei, the foreign manager of Prince Jian’s mansion.

This is not the first time I met Cui Fei in Zhangjiakou. Last April, Cao Yong first served as the Minister of Taipu Temple. When he and Tang Zhiyu went to the ranch, he met him here.

The last time I saw him, I was just a face-to-face response; this time I saw him, Cao Yong was a little happy.

There is a large pot-fried farm in Yizhou, where you sell wine outside the mouth all year round. I heard that you also bring private salt to Mongolia, which is not what Cao Yong cares about.

Since it is outside the long-distance running entrance, I know more about the situation in Mongolia.

After Cui Fei finished asking for peace, Cao Yong asked about the situation outside his mouth.

Cui Fei shook his head and sighed a little, "Master Cao, why is the young man stranded in Zhangjiakou? He has been fighting here for many years, but it is not because of the snow disaster outside the mouth. The snow on the road is three feet thick, which is really difficult. I originally wanted to sell more wine before the New Year, but I stayed in Zhangjiakou. Fortunately, the weather was so cold that it was so cold. There were many people drinking to keep the cold, so I sold it slowly, and it would be better when the spring began."

At the end of the story, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "The young man said that, not to mention anything else. There are many herders who have fled to Zhangjiakou recently. The rice prices in this city have risen by several%. Even if they have to end the snow, those old Mongolians with dead animals will probably have to drink the northwest wind to live, so where can they have something to change to drink?"

One foot of the Qing Dynasty was about the same as that of the later generations. Not to mention three feet of snow, one and a half feet of snow were a fatal natural disaster for both pastures and Mongolians.

At this time, there was no such thing as "captive raising and feeding". Whether it is the imperial ranch or the ordinary Mongolian people, they are all grazing.

The snow is thick, and the grass is buried deep. It is not uncommon for livestock to eat enough, so it is not uncommon to starve to death.

Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, Cui Fei was not necessary. Cao Yong sighed in his heart when he heard it.

Isn’t this a sudden rain? The northwest has been ready to move in the past two years, and it is about to be about to use troops. There is no money in the treasury. The horse farm outside the border has suffered another heavy snow disaster.

A good wife cannot cook without rice. Even if she wants to send troops to quell the rebellion, if there are not enough war horses, then everything will be empty talk.

I vaguely remember that the 14th Prince was ordered to go to war in the fifty-seventh and eighth year of Kangxi's death, and was still in the northwest until the time of Kangxi's death. During this period, it took at least three or four years.

I devoted my whole country to suppress a tribe, but fought for three or four years. I wonder if it was because of the lack of horses?

Seeing Cao Yong pondering and silent, Cui Fei bowed and asked, "Mr. Cao is going out for a business trip, so he has to prepare well. Not to mention other places, this dark gauze has to be pulled up a few feet, otherwise the eyes will not be able to stand the snow. A young man who had braved the snow to deliver wine to the nearest tribe in the snow, hurt his eyes. He took several days to recover and was so blind."

Cao Yong thanked him for his kindness reminder. He said a few more words and asked someone to see him off.

In addition to buying fur clothes and felt boots for everyone, Xiaoman also bought a lot of soft skins that had been made of nitride and made for everyone to gait and knee pads.

The next day, the snow stayed bright.

After leaving Zhangjiakou, Wei Hei was more vigilant.

But when he arrived at the endless snowy field, he felt relieved. In addition to the blue sky, his eyes were white, as if everything in the world had disappeared, and even the road became blurred.

Between the world, there were only a few small black dots, galloping northward.

The snow on both sides of the road is not only three feet thick, but it is always more than one foot. Even on the road, it seems a bit difficult for horses to run.

It was dawn that he had not traveled dozens of miles from Zhangjiakou until the afternoon. He couldn't blame Cui Fei for not being able to sell wine. If it were a carriage, it would not take long for such a road.

The horse cannot run, the body cannot move, and the person loses its energy.

Even Cao Yong, sitting on the horse's back, felt his hands and feet numb. He handed the reins to his left hand, took out his pocket watch from his front lace with his right hand, opened it and looked at it. It was already the second day of the afternoon (11:30 am).

Cao Yong tied the reins of the horse and asked everyone to take a nap.

Although the food I bought was kept in the cowhide pocket and there was no frozen ice, it was also cold.

Just catch the cold beef and eat cold sesame cakes. It’s really hard to eat the cold water in the water bag.

Fortunately, I heard Cui Feidi's words and knew that it was cold outside the frontier. Except for the water bag, everyone brought wine bags immediately. After drinking a few sips of strong wine, it felt much warmer.

After hitting Jian'er, everyone rose up again. Now everyone is looking forward to a small station on the way early and drink a bowl of hot porridge.

I walked ten miles away and arrived at the fork in the road.

Because of the heavy snow, there are few people walking around, and the road here is not as conspicuous as before.

When Cao Yong saw this, he couldn't help but worry. What if there was no Tao when he was riding on a horse? There was not even a person asking the Tao on this heavy snowy land?

I am really afraid of what I come. I don’t know if it is covered with fresh snow or the strong wind blowing the snow. The road has been completely covered and there is no trace.

Looking around, it was all white, not even a coordinate. Fortunately, the sun set, and looking at the sun, I also figured out the general direction in my heart.

Three hundred miles between the middle of Halani Dunjing, where the left wing ranch in Zhangjiakou and Taipu Temple, was located. Cao Yong once traveled back and forth. I remember the road.

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According to Cao Yongdi's memory, walking from this fork to the right road, it takes more than twenty miles to reach the small inn outside the entrance. Therefore, he did not panic and walked in the general direction.

It took nearly two hours to go. The golden crow fell westward. At dusk, I guess I had to travel twenty miles, but I still didn't see the shadow of the post station.

Cao Yong felt something was wrong, so he "whipped" and tied the horse's reins and looked around. Although he didn't want to admit it, he looked around. There was no building in front of him, and there was no people.

Everyone seems to be lost.

Wei Hei looked up at the sky, and his face was a bit heavy

In the originally blue sky, I don’t know when the thick clouds were rolled up. The wind blew. And the wind became stronger and stronger, causing the thick clouds to gradually fill the sky.

The sound of the wind gradually became sharper and whistled by, shaving the face to hurt.

It seemed like a moment. The sky suddenly became dark, and the "woof" wind rolled up snowflakes all over the sky, and the blizzard was coming...

Beijing, Lanyuan, upper room.

February is coming, and it is time to make new clothes. Li asked someone to find out a few good pieces of material in the warehouse, thinking about tailing clothes for the women in the mansion.

Therefore, after calling Chu Yu, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law discussed the material.

Tianyou and Hang Seng brother were sitting opposite each other, with a few clay figures in the middle, and they were having fun, laughing non-stop.

The most important thing about living in this banner is when, what clothes to change, what materials to use, all of them are particular. You can't make any mistakes at all, otherwise you will be laughed at.

There is an old saying, "It is better to wear it out than to wear it incorrectly", otherwise the local saying will be regarded as "two-five-eyed" and "half-crazy".

In the first month of the year, it is a time when it is still cold and cold. We must wear clothes such as gray squirrels, silver squirrels, and pearl fur.

February is early spring, and when it gets warmer, you have to wear "sweet silk", that is, there is extremely thin cotton or camel velvet shroud between the two layers of silk.

Among the good materials that Li asked people to search for today, most of them were silk materials, and there were two pieces of fine cloth made of inside.

Except for the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law who left a few pieces of silk and the two pieces of fine cloth for their own use, the others picked the colors and sent two pieces to Mr. Zhuang's yard, two pieces to Tian's house, and one piece to the amethyst. Several decent managers in the front yard also left one piece to each family.

The remaining few pieces of material were slightly worse, and the head-faced maids in Lanyuan and Wutongyuan were given to them.

After the assignment was completed, the maids carried the materials to various places.

Mrs. Li touched a piece of material left on the kang and sighed with a little bit: "Mrs. I like to wear this red crabapple dress the most. In my early years, I wish I could have been this color every year and every festival."

When Chu Yu saw that his mother-in-law looked wrong, she remembered the slightly ostentatious appearance of Zhaojia, a Duke's Mansion, yesterday, and didn't know what to say.

After saying that, Li seemed to know that he had made up his words, shook his head and smiled, "Look at me, what are you doing when you say this?" As he said that, he looked out the window and said, "It's getting dark, why haven't the master come back yet? I think there are so many things in the yamen in the past two days, and most of them stay in the front yard when they come back."

Chu Yu looked at the muslin cloth on the kang and remembered that her husband liked to wear cotton underwear the most. These two muslin cloths can be cut into two new sets.

Although the weather in Beijing is getting warmer, I heard that it is very cold in Mongolia. Chu Yu felt heavy and thought about it.

After hearing what her mother-in-law said, she turned her head and looked out the window. As the cold wind hit the window frame, she felt her heart tight...

Just as she was frowning, she heard a "plop" sound, and Hengsheng purred from the kang.

Chu Yu was shocked and almost lost his soul. He wanted to reach out to stop him, but where could he stop him?

Hang Seng had already turned off the kang. At that moment, Chu Yu couldn't help but close his eyes and dared not look.

Seeing that something was wrong, Li couldn't help but shout, "My little ancestor, what... are you catching?"

Chu Yu felt that all the blood in his body was frozen. He opened his eyes and saw Hang Seng standing straight on the ground.

At this time, he heard a "giggle" laughter, and Tianyou replied in a slight voice: "Grandmother, grandson, brother, somersault..." As he spoke, he was wearing a kang and he was about to turn down.

"Wow...mother...mother..." Although Hengsheng just said that his feet were on the ground and he didn't knock and fall, he was a child on the ground less than two birthdays. He fell to the ground and was afraid of being scared. So, he woke up and cried out with a small mouth.

After crying, Chu Yu calmed down and hurriedly got up from the side of the kang and rushed to Hang Seng.

She squatted down, touched Hang Seng's little arm, and then touched Hang Seng's calves. She saw that it was indeed unharmed, and then she let out a long sigh.

"Wow...wow..." When Hang Seng saw his mother approaching her eyes, he immediately threw herself into her arms and started crying loudly.

When Chu Yu saw Hang Seng's face turned pale, he knew that he was so scared that he stretched out his hand, rubbed the back of Hang Seng's head, and coaxed him in a vocal voice: "It's okay, don't be afraid, don't be afraid. We Hang Seng wants to be a general, don't be afraid..."

Tianyou sat by the kang, holding Li's arm with both hands. Seeing that Hengsheng was crying violently, he also raised his face and asked, "Grandmother, brother... brother cried..."

Li thought about the situation just now and couldn't help but feel scared.

If this little child does not land on the ground with his feet first, then...that will make people shudder.

She pulled down her face, corrected Tianyou, and asked, "What's going on? Did you ask your brother to somersault?"

Tianyou saw that his grandmother was unhappy, nodded and whispered: "It's grandson. Look, can it be faster than Zuo Cheng..."

"You kid, you are naughty in different ways..." Li was angry and said with a frightened face: "If you throw your brother, you will see that your grandfather doesn't need to whip you..."
Chapter completed!