On the vast grassland, everything is small.

As the snowflakes were flying, fast horses were galloping. The horse's hooves were flying, and the snowflakes were flying. A group of people quickly stepped across the Wild Duck Lake and approached the valley behind the lake.

In summer, the lake is surrounded by mountains and the water and grass are abundant, which is a good place for grazing. In winter, the lake surface has long condensed into ice and frozen to the bottom of the lake. The lake surface is covered with thick snow, and the horse's hooves stomp lightly, revealing the crystal-like lake surface.

The horse did not reduce its speed slightly because of the ice surface. Obviously, they all rode very well and ran to the valley, but finally stopped.

The entrance of the valley was covered with deer antlers and thorns, and it was impossible for the horse to pass by. When the sound of hooves was heard, someone had already come out of the valley. The leader was Gurent, followed by more than a dozen strong young men, staring at him and being wary.

When he saw that the person coming was Altan, there were more than a dozen tribesmen following him. Gurent frowned slightly and thought to himself that there would be no good things for this guy to come here.

Recently, Altan has caused people to be in a state of turmoil. He always advocates that it can bring more benefits to the Mongolian and Chen tribes, which has made some people more or less motivated. However, Meng Chenxue firmly opposed it, and the matter was left alone, but many people understand that Altan will not be a person who gives up easily.

There are several pastures of the Mongolian and Chen people near Wild Duck Lake, which is under Gurent. There are more than a hundred tribe members taking care of horses in the valley. Not many people were brought by Altan, Gurent felt relieved. In his mind, no matter what, everyone was a tribe member and he didn't want to fight.

"Hello, Gurent," Altan said loudly.

Gurent raised his hands and bowed, "Hello Elder Altan." No matter how much he hated Altan, Meng Chenxue repeatedly emphasized that he should respect the elders in the clan, and Gurent could not violate it. This Altan is an elder in the clan and has a good status.

"It's cold and the horses are resting. I still don't know what Elder Altan is doing here?"

"Since you know that it's cold, why don't you let me in and talk?" Altan said a little dissatisfied.

Gurent frowned slightly, "Return to the elder, without Tag's order, no one else can enter the ranch here without authorization."

"You said I'm a traitor?" Altan raised his eyebrows.

Gurent smiled and said, "You can't say that. You don't know what Elder Altan is here?"

Altan was furious, but when he heard this, his face suddenly calmed down and said with a smile: "I'm just passing by here. I remembered that the clan has horses raised, so I came over to take a look. By the way, Gullent, move these things that are in trouble, and my brothers and I will go in and take a look."

Gurent looked embarrassed and said, "Without Tag's order, if horses are not transported, these obstacles cannot be removed. Please forgive me, elders."

"You open your mouth, keep your mouth shut. Didn't you take the elder seriously?" A man behind Altan scolded. All Altan brought his confidants and showed dissatisfaction with Gurent.

"The elder is an elder, of course he must respect him, but even an elder must obey Tag's orders!" The brother behind Gurent said loudly.

It was cold and the snow was falling, and the two forces were filled with flames. Anger was about to break out.

Gurent looked embarrassed. But Altan suddenly laughed and turned around and scolded: "What are you doing? We, the Mongolian and Chen people, are all family members, and harmony is the most important thing. Others don't understand the rules. Don't you understand?"

The confidant who had already stepped forward angrily took a few steps back, Altan smiled and said, "Gurent, they don't go in, so it's okay to let me go in alone? It's not peaceful now. I don't feel at ease if I don't go in and see. I'm also an elder of the Mongolian and Chen tribe, and I don't care about the grazing matters on weekdays."

He was very thoughtful and was about to enter the valley with a stern face. Gurent was not able to stop him this time. After a while, he said, "That's the hard work elder."

He asked someone to move the antlers away. Only one person came in. Altan was guarding himself as if he was guarding against the enemy. He couldn't help but feel angry, but his smile became stronger. He walked in sideways. The gap behind him closed in an instant, separating the remaining people outside.

Altan sneered in his heart, but laughed loudly, "You are all waiting outside, Gurent, let's go and see how the horses on the ranch are doing."

Gurent ordered the strong herders to stay at the entrance of the valley to avoid accidents, and then accompanied Altan into the valley.

The two looked apart and were careful, but after a round of the valley, Altan did not pick on his fault except to praise Gurent's contribution to horse herding. However, he looked at the valley ranch inside and out, and after reading it, he said, "Gurent, you are such a good horse raising. I have ignored you before."

Gurent thought to himself, you kid used to only make money for yourself, but when did you think of your tribe members?

"Elder Altan, this is my duty, you have overreached."

"By the way, Gurent, your family is all okay?" Altan asked again.

Gurent felt a little nervous and said in a deep voice: "It's all okay, Elder Xie's concern."

"The joy under the snow is coming, but a new year is coming in a flash. But many people just saw the coldness of Xueer. They didn't expect that when spring comes, everything will revive." When Altan said the word Xueer, it was meaningful. I was afraid that Gurente would not understand. He pointed to the ground and said, "Don't look at the grass being pressed on the ground by Xueer, and you can't see the green green, but when spring comes to the ground, the grass will grow vigorously. At that time, the green is boundless. Who still remembers Xueer in winter?"

He compared ice and snow to Meng Chenxue, but compared himself to green grass. Although he was feeling, his intention was self-evident.

Gurent said after a while: "If Xueer had no winter nourishment, this grass would not have grown so happily, right? This God has given us all things in the world, and everyone must have the truth of Allah."

Altan was stunned. Unexpectedly, the taciturn Gurent had a sharp wording. His eyes rolled around and looked at Gurent's sheepskin coat. The sheepskin coat that Gurent wore was a little worn, and some places had already opened. Altan sighed, "Gurent, it's a pity that you, the best herder on the ranch, can only wear shabby sheepskin coats. If I follow me, I think it's no problem to wear new fur coats every day."

Gurent smiled and said, "The people under Allah have their own destiny, and it would be inappropriate to make sheep wearing wolf skins."

Altan's face darkened. "Gurent, what do you mean?"

Gurent replied with a smile: "Back to the elder, I just want to say, I am used to being poor, I am comfortable wearing this sheepskin coat. If I really wear a new land coat, I am afraid I won't be used to it."

Altan said in a deep voice: "If you are not used to it, it does not mean that your parents and children are not used to it."

Gurent fell silent this time, and Altan said again: "Gurent, I have seen a lot of horses in this ranch just now. In fact, if you can cooperate with me, it will be no problem to sell a few hundred horses. Then I will give you double the price. Wouldn't it be better for you to give the money to Tag?"

"Everything can be sold in this world, but conscience cannot be sold. Without conscience, Allah will not forgive." Gurent said in a deep voice: "Elder, if you want to sell a horse, go and discuss with Tag. If she agrees, I don't have to collect a penny. It's not the money I earned with my hands, I'm uncomfortable spending it!"

Gurent's words were firm and did not give in. Altan suddenly burst into laughter and patted Gurent on the shoulder, "Gurent. You are very good. You have not let down Tag's trust, you are loyal, I like it."

After he finished speaking, he was almost at the entrance of the valley, and he ran away with a group of subordinates.

The herders around Gurent asked, "Gurent, what are the elders doing here?"

"The weasel will not have any kindness to wish the chicken a happy new year."

Gurent waved his hand to stop the herdsmen's discussion. He said to a young man beside him: "Samba, go to our tribe to find Tag..." He whispered a few words, Samba nodded repeatedly and got on the horse and left the valley. Gurent said again: "Sangjie, Kavi, come with me..."

Samba left the valley and ran away. When he arrived at the place where the tribe gathered, it was already dark.

In the vast snow, the strong wind roared and howled endlessly.

Samba found Meng Chenxue directly. Meng Chenxue, Mo Feng, and several herdsmen from Baltu gathered to discuss the matter. When they saw Samba, they asked in surprise, "Samba, why are you here? Is there something wrong with the ranch?"

Samba said everything about Bai Ri and said anxiously: "Tag, Gurent said that Altan is probably malicious, please make sure Tague decide."

Along with everyone, Lang Mumo, who is also an elder, has always been in charge of the money and property of the Meng and Chen clan. When he was looking for trouble in Altan, he always stood firmly beside Meng Chenxue. Hearing this, he said in a deep voice: "Samba, Altan is also an elder in the clan. Even if he... he cannot easily doubt his intentions. Maybe... he also wants to do his best for the clan."

Mo Feng sneered, "Dogs can't change their eating shit, and wolves can still eat grass? I'm afraid he has already started to plot against the horses in the pasture. This time he came here, just stepping on the plate. After stepping on the plate, he must start soon." Stepping on the plate is a slander, which means that before robbing, he has to come over to find out the terrain. Although Mo Feng has been in the grassland for several years, his bandits are still speaking the verbs on the ground.

Meng Chenxue thought for a while, frowned and said, "According to common sense, he will not make a fuss with us openly, and this will definitely not do him any good. If he really wants to seize the horses in the ranch, he will be laughed at by the grassland people and will not be able to settle in the grassland."

Everyone nodded, but Mo Feng said, "What if he doesn't come openly and starts secretly?"

"Mo Feng, what do you mean?" Meng Chenxue asked in a deep voice, "You said he would let others attack the ranch secretly? Will he be so hopeless?"

Although it was suspicion, Meng Chenxue knew that this was also very likely and couldn't help but feel anxious.

But Bartu said: "Tag, you should not have the intention to harm others, and you should be careful of others. Although the ranch is prepared for something, you should also beware of others' surprise attacks. In the past few days, we must strengthen the defense of each ranch."

Meng Chenxue nodded and sighed helplessly: "Then let me notify the four ranches of the Meng Chen tribe tomorrow so that everyone can be prepared..."

The wind was howling outside the tent and the sky became darker. Meng Chenxue lifted the curtain and a cold wind blew in, making everyone feel cold.

"The weather is cold, Samba, you can rest here for one night first. Get up tomorrow morning. I will go to the ranch with you to discuss strengthening your defense."

Everyone nodded, but were worried. Meng Chenxue left the camp tent. He turned back to his felt tent, sat down and looked at the oil lamp in the dark, biting his red lips, and was stunned.

Turning his head and looking towards Mayi, although he knew that Xiao Buyi could not arrive so quickly, and this place was thousands of miles away from Baling, Meng Chenxue just thought, Brother Xiao, how much I hope you will arrive soon, Xueer was very tired of resisting. Altan was dissatisfied with me sitting in this position, but he didn't know how helpless I was with the position of the patriarch.

The cold wind was sobbing, and the grassland was covered by strong winds and angry snow. Meng Chenxue fell into longing for a long time.

At this time, a sudden wisp of flute sound came through the sound of the wind, as if it was there and there was nothing. Meng Chenxue listened with a hint of strangeness on her face.

She heard that the flute was an ancient folk song on the grassland, called Shoun.

When she was in the grassland when she was a child, she often heard herdsmen singing and her childhood playmates singing. However, the song was no longer there, but it turned into a deeper flute sound.

There is a watchfulness of parents over their children. There is a watchfulness between lovers, and there is a watchfulness of tribesmen over their tribes...

The sound of the flute floated melodiously, deep and heavy. Even the cold north wind could not stop it. Meng Chenxue was so immersed in listening to it and murmured and sang.

Where the eagles fly, cattle and sheep are everywhere...

The man is surfing the sky, the girl is singing...

The river water is clear and the grass is green. The soft wind flows in my thoughts...

The sun is on your shoulders, don’t be sad, girl...

The prairie of thousands of horses, the people who miss you are always watching!

When Meng Chenxue sang the last sentence, she suddenly felt a chill on her face. When she reached out to touch her, she knew when tears were already flowing on her cheeks. The person she was watching over was not in the galloping grassland, but in the distant southern border.

Buyi. Have you ever thought about me at this moment? At this moment, do you feel my endless love?

Meng Chenxue reached out to touch her hair. Her hair could be cut, but she missed her endlessly.

The sound of the flute is still melodious, narrating the longing between lovers, Meng Chenxue suddenly apologized to the flute player.

She knew who the flute-player was, and she also knew what the flute-player meant, but she could only ignore it.

Whenever she has something to worry about, the flute sounds will always sound at the right time. Whenever she rushes out, the flute sounds will disappear.

Over the past two years, the sound of the flute has been with her for many days and nights...

She had already guessed who was playing the flute, but even the sound of the flute could not dilute her longing for another person.

Sometimes, love is a matter of two people, but sometimes, loving one person is nothing to do with others.

Last time Wen Yuzhou helped her snatch the horse back, but she did a lot, but said nothing, leaving only the word "Dark Angel". Meng Chenxue had guessed that it was him, but she still didn't go to find him. Since she went to find Xiao Buyi that night, she had made a decision. Although she was as weak as water, she really made a decision, but she was as tough as the old bamboo in the deep mountains!

He reached out and took out half of the jade from his arms. Meng Chenxue looked at it for a long time and finally made another decision. She stood up suddenly, lifted the curtain tent, and the biting cold wind broke her face, almost blowing her back.

Meng Chenxue did not retreat and took a few steps towards the cold wind, but suddenly stopped. The sky was dark and the north wind roared, but the sound of the flute had disappeared.

Meng Chenxue stood neutral for a long time, but he could no longer hear the sound of the flute, so he could only return dejectedly. For some reason, he felt a sense of panic in his heart. It seemed that something was about to happen on such a night.

Turning back to the felt tent, Meng Chenxue thought about it for a long time before she fell asleep. She slept with her clothes. In a daze, she suddenly heard the sound of hooves. One person rushed in to face the wind and snow and hugged her. Meng Chenxue opened her eyes in shock and saw the man in front of her with eyebrows as a knife, and there was always a smile on her lips. She couldn't help but say, Brother Xiao...

As soon as she screamed, she woke up suddenly. She realized that she was still alone in the felt tent. She was just a dream. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart, thinking to herself why beautiful dreams always wake up easily?
To be continued...