The vara are coming again.

Fang Xing asked Zhu Zhanji, who had just seen the messengers, "what are they doing here?"

Zhu Zhanji said excitedly, "brother Dehua, the three kings of warla sent envoys together this time, which not only brought the compensation during the last negotiation, but also the soldiers and civilians of the Ming Dynasty who have been plundered over the years."

Due to the long journey, albugu sent a fast horse to report the letter last time, but it was still delayed until now.

"It's fast."

Zhu Zhanji said with a smile, "many small tribes on the grassland have been swept away by the Wara people. It is said that they have gone further to loot and robbed a lot of cattle and horses."

This was expected by Fang Xing. There was no friendship on the grassland, but only killing and plundering.

"When they get strong again, Daming is still a fat sheep in their eyes."

Fang Xing warned: "therefore, Daming should take various measures to make vara and Tatar form a balance of power, otherwise as long as one party is merged, Daming will face a great enemy."

Zhu Zhanji said, "brother Dehua, my little brother went to the military headquarters today, but Jin Shangshu was not feeling well, so he simply said a few words."

"What did Lord Jin say?"

Jin Zhong is modest and polite, and never competes for merit. He is upright and awe inspiring. Zhu Di attaches great importance to him.

When Zhu gaochi was almost abolished, Jin Zhong cried and persuaded Zhu Di, and finally saved his decision.

Therefore, Fang Xing was awed at the mention of the Shangshu.

Zhu Zhanji said, "Lord Jin said that vara was badly hit by my Daming last year. I'm afraid it must be under Tatars within five years, so the military department is thinking about how to balance the strength of both sides."

"Yes, it's a little hard."

Fang Xing didn't know the results of the second Northern Expedition, but he was confident that due to his involvement with the thousands of families in Jubaoshan, the vara people must have lost a lot more.

However, Fang Xing didn't think that the vara people would never recover, so he asked, "what's the attitude of the court towards the vara people?"

This is not to ask the people of the court, but to ask Zhu Di's opinion.

Zhu Zhanji looked at the calligraphy and painting on the wall and was in a trance. He said, "Grandpa Huang was dissatisfied with vara, but this time the vara messenger not only paid the compensation, but also sent 50 good horses to Grandpa Huang."

Under Fang Xing's eyes, Zhu Zhanji said helplessly, "Grandpa Huang warned the warra messenger and finally comforted him."

What does Lao Zhu mean? Fang woke up a little confused.

Are you slapping and giving a sweet date? Still have a high degree of vigilance against the vara people.

However, it had to be said after the Lantern Festival. Fang woke up and remembered the captured soldiers and people. He took Zhu Zhanji and left.

"Where have they been placed?"

"Just outside the Jubao gate, the tents have been set up..."

"Why not send them home?"

"Er..."

Outside Jubao gate, when Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji arrived, they saw a large tent.

On the right is broom lane and on the left is the moat river. At this time, more than 300 people stood blankly.

Just under a row of big trees by the river, a facial features could vaguely see some smart women crying with a child in their arms. Opposite her stood a man with blank eyes.

Dozens of tents were densely built around, and three men in Mongolian Yuan costumes pointed here and laughed not far away.

Even if more than 300 people were wearing new clothes, their dull eyes and empty thin bodies under their clothes all told about the suffering they had suffered.

Seeing this behind the scenes, Zhu Zhanji said in a low voice, "brother Dehua, there are more than ten people without limbs. They are in the tent at the moment."

Fang Xing asked, "they should all be Beidi people. Why not send them home?"

At this time, several ritual officials on the side came to salute Zhu Zhanji with a smile. After hearing Fang Xing's question, one of the ritual officials named Hu Wei said with a smile: "Xinghe Bo doesn't know anything. Let them come to Jinling. First, his majesty wants to comfort him face to face, and second, the Ministry of war and the governor's office of the Fifth Army want to ask the truth of the warraans."

At this time, more than ten women came out of the tent. They all greedily looked at the boy tightly held by the woman, and tears washed the haggard face.

Seeing Fang Xing staring at the scene, Hu Wei said, "the woman under the tree was kidnapped by the vara people the year before last and humiliated in every way, but she was strong-natured and pregnant three times. She beat her lower abdomen with a wooden stick and never gave birth to evil seeds."

"This time her husband met her with her child in the north. I don't know what will happen in the future!"

What can I do? Although it is not an era of cannibalism, the fate of these women is not known.

Zhu Zhanji said in a deep voice, "don't worry, brother Dehua. My little brother has arranged. These women will be arranged in my little brother's Chuang Tzu to ensure that no one can know their origin."

Fang woke up and said, "if you can think of this, I will..."

"Husband, your highness TAISUN has arranged work for us and other unclean women. After that, you will have a baby and raise a child. My concubine will devote herself to the next life... To repay her."

There was silence around. The man went to hold the boy's hand. Maybe it's mother and son's nature. The boy couldn't help crying when he was about to leave from his strange beginning.

"Niang... Niang, you come home with me, Niang..."

A gentle smile floated on the woman's face and said softly: "the little pig went back with his father. My mother worked here and soon returned home..."

The sound was so gentle, like the mother shaking the fan to coax the child to sleep on a summer night, which made Fang Xing's heart seem to be hit hard by a sledgehammer, and his mother was remembered in his mind.

The man couldn't bear it, but he forced the child to leave the woman.

The woman bowed to the man. After the man took the child away, when Fang woke up and thought she would cry bitterly, the woman suddenly turned around and hit the big tree behind her.

"Old seven..."

Fang Xingmeng shouted and rushed over. Xin Laoqi's speed was faster, but when he rushed to the woman, he could only look at the woman with blood and flesh on his forehead.

"Save her! Save her!"

Fang Xing ran over and turned the woman over. He asked Xin Laoqi for a first-aid kit. The hemostatic powder was desperately applied to the woman's forehead.

"You live! You live!"

Fang Xing's hands were red with blood, but the woman just widened her eyes, pointed to the north and flicked from time to time.

Zhu Zhanji came quietly, reached under the woman's nostrils and tried it. Then he woke up to Fang, who was crazy and spreading medicine powder, and said, "brother Dehua, she has gone..."

"Where is she?"

Fang Xing shook his head. Zhu Zhanji was shocked to find that Fang Xing was already in tears.

"She shouldn't have gone..."

Fang Xing slowly stood up and glanced at the men and women who were sent back.

The more than ten women sobbed when they saw the tragic scene behind the scenes. One of the women walked out slowly, her eyes full of anger and said, "this adult, the little woman has something to say."

Fang Xing was still staring at the woman. Zhu Zhanji said in a deep voice, "you say, I listen."

The woman blessed herself and said, "Yan Niang didn't want to die. She also wanted to earn money for her son to marry a daughter-in-law, but... She had it in her stomach again."

That must be evil!

Everyone around sighed.

The woman choked and said, "Yan Niang couldn't afford it when she was in vara. She just wanted to see her son again, so she perked up again, but... Unexpectedly, when she was on the road, those animals took her again..."

"Who did it? Where?"