Chapter 611 Kunlun
As early as a month ago, Zhang Huangyan had received a task. For the past month, he has followed the instructions of the military doctor and drank the water soaked in Rhodiola every day.
According to military doctors, Rhodiola is a very useful Tibetan medicine, especially it can prevent adverse reactions when entering Qinghai-Tibet.
From Xining to Qinghai Lake, we head southwest until we near Chalinghai and Elinghai, the source of the Yellow River. We have reached the foot of Kunlun Mountain.
It took several days to surprise Zhang Huangyan that they did not have any altitude sickness. Before coming, they had heard in Xining that many soldiers who entered Qinghai-Tibet in advance said that after entering Qinghai-Tibet, they always had headaches, difficulty breathing, easy fatigue, even insomnia, and decreased appetite. They felt even more painful at night or in the morning, and they always felt breathless.
A strong soldier who is usually as strong as a cow, but when he enters Qinghai-Tibet, he feels like he is seriously ill.
But Zhang Huangyan has never experienced this situation along the way.
"It seems that what Old Man Zhang said about Rhodiola is really useful." Zhang Huangyan was a little grateful to Old Man Zhang. When he asked everyone to drink Rhodiola for a month, everyone was very unhappy and thought that the thing was bad.
But a group of subordinates did not believe in the effect of soaking Rhodiola in water, but believed that those words such as pain and difficulty breathing were all lies by the soldiers who entered Tibet in the early stage.
They were unrestrainedly admiring the blue sky on the grassland in the sun.
The winter in Qinghai is long and cold.
Just as everyone was in a good mood, a dark cloud suddenly floated over their heads, and then countless ice raindrops as big as soybeans suddenly fell, smashing the crowd into a mess, searching for the tent to cover them.
"How can you change this day?"
Everyone finally set up a tent, but most of the clothes were wet. Fortunately, they brought replaced clothes, so everyone changed their wet jackets.
"Is that the mountain the Kunlun Mountain? Where does the Queen Mother of the West live?"
Kunlun Mountain is a newly established large mountain range across the east and west of Qinghai Province. The Qilian Mountains are in the north of Qinghai Province, the Tanggula Mountains are in the south, and the Kunlun is in the middle.
However, at this time, no one thought Kunlun would be the sacred mountain of Queen Mother of the West, because this was an ordinary mountain full of desolation.
"I don't know if that is the Kunlun Mountain of Queen Mother of the West, but I know that the lake not far ahead is the source of the Yellow River."
"Isn't the source of the Yellow River in Shaanxi?" a corporal asked unexpectedly. In his impression, the Yellow River was rolling yellow sand, and the rivers they saw along the way were all clear and visible. It was hard to believe that such clear water would actually be the source of the Yellow River.
Zhang Huangyan said a little bit of a show of his charm. "The Yellow River originated from Qinghai, and even the Yangtze River originated from Qinghai. However, the source of the Yangtze River is in the south of Kunlun Mountain, and its source is called Wantong River. After the Yellow River originates at the foot of the mountain not far from the west of us, it passes through the Xingsu Sea and Peacock River in front, first flows into the Chaling River, then flows out after a spiral, and finally divides into Jiugudao nearby, and then scatters through several nearby rivers, and flows into the Eling Sea."
"Chalinghai means a white Changhu, and Elinghai means a blue Changhu. These two lakes are also called the Double Lake, the source of the Yellow River!"
"Wow, sir, you know that you've been here before?"
"Of course not." Zhang Huangyan said. In fact, he collected these news after receiving the mission to enter Qinghai-Tibet. These two lakes are called Sister Lakes and are also the source of the Yellow River.
Everyone stayed in the tent for a while, but the weather became worse and worse.
It rained heavily, and slowly turned into light snow, and the sky was in chaos. The world could no longer be distinguished.
After a while, the temperature began to drop rapidly, and the light snow gradually turned into heavy snow. It was vast and there was no way to distinguish the direction or objects.
This is the first time since we set out in Xining that we have encountered such bad weather.
For a moment, everyone was trapped on this grassland.
"The climate in the source of the Yellow River is changing, and four seasons are passed in one day!" At this time, Zhang Huangyan remembered a piece of intelligence that he read when he was in Xining. He didn't believe it at that time, and four seasons are passed in one day. How could this be possible? Now I have truly experienced it myself.
I hid in the tent for most of the day before finally waiting for the rain and snow to stop.
The dark clouds move away, the rain and snow stop, the sky is clear and clear, the azure blue and charming, and white clouds float above the head, as if they can reach out to pick them.
The golden sunshine is shining in wisps, and it is slim to be distinguished.
Everyone got out of the tent and looked at the blue sky, white clouds and golden sunlight, and couldn't help but open their mouths.
Everyone packed up the tent, packed it on their horses, rode it on their horses and continued on their way. After walking for a while, a big lake suddenly appeared in front of them.
It was not an ordinary lake, but in the sun, it was more like a Yaochi in the Heavenly Palace.
The blue lake surface evaporated and rose white groups, converging with the white clouds in the sky little by little. The sky and the lake seemed to be integrated, and the clouds and fog were integrated.
Many birds fly between clouds and fog, swimming in the light and fog that is not known as the sky or the lake.
Zhang Huangyan wanted to visit the Chala Pass on this trip, south of the two lakes. This is the east entrance of the Kunlun Mountains, to the west, and the west entrance, also called the Kunlun Mountain Pass. The location of the Chala Pass is very important. Kunlun Mountain divides Qinghai into two parts, north and south. The Chala Pass is an important entrance at the north and south ends of the eastern part of Qinghai. At the same time, it is also close to Xikang Province and is also an important passage to Xikang.
The imperial court established Lianghu County near Lianghu Lakes and set up a fort at the Chala Pass. Because the officers stationed at the mountain pass were not able to adapt to the climate of the plateau, the general of Qinghai Town transferred the bid chief Zhang Huangyan to take over.
Zhang Huangyan took out the map and looked at it for a while, and estimated the distance from Shuanghu County. He probably wouldn't be able to get there before dark.
"Let's look ahead to see if there are any herders, and stay there for one night."
Zhang Huangyan took over at Chalashan Pass, but he only brought a guard platoon. For safety and to better understand the situation in Qinghai area, he dressed up his group as a Han caravan, hiding his identity, hidden weapons, and carrying a lot of commercial goods.
But although Shuanghu County is established here, it looks like a no-man's land.
They rode their horses on the vast grassland, and they saw the most gophers and then wild donkeys.
I can't see people or a tree at all.
In the Central Plains, even in the remote mountainous area, there will always be a mountain village for ten or twenty miles. Even if the mountain village is small, you can still see people on the road.
But here, I walked for a day and a hundred miles, and I couldn't even see a personal figure.
"I heard that there are only more than 3,000 herdsmen in Shuanghu County. I didn't believe it at first, but now I really believe it." Zhang Huangyan was a little dejected. He was obviously not prepared enough. Fortunately, he was not a real vendor, otherwise he would have brought a team of friends to sell goods here, which would be a loss. Even if he couldn't see the goods, he would be sold to whom.
It is hard to believe that a county has a population of 3,000. There are so many people in the slightly larger villages in the Central Plains. Any township has more than this population.
But this county, which is hundreds of miles a total population, is only more than 3,000, and now he has been away for a day and has not even seen a ghost.
It was already dark, and just as Zhang Huangyan was about to set up a tent to stay on the spot, a ringtone suddenly came from a distance.
Zhang Huangyan quickly took out his telescope to search, and then found a team. A large flock of sheep appeared first, followed by several thick sheepdogs, and the last group of yaks with bells followed behind. Then he finally saw a person.
A herder riding a horse drove cattle and sheep home.
Zhang Huangyan quickly put away Qianlijing, and he asked the guard to stay where he was and went there alone.
The herders suddenly found a group of people here, and were a little surprised. When they saw that he was the only one who came over, they also rode over.
"I am a businessman, a Han businessman who sells goods." Zhang Huangyan has been working hard to learn Tibetan recently, and at this time he speaks Tibetan fluently.
The herdsmen across the street heard the familiar Tibetan language and relaxed their vigilant expressions.
"Ah, it turned out to be a caravan selling goods. We haven't seen the caravan here for a long time. Did you come from the city there?" The herder was grazing by the lake. Half a year ago, the Han Dynasty army arrived in the east and fought a battle with the Mongolian cavalry from the west and drove away the Mongolian cavalry. Later, the Han people built a city at the foot of the mountain by Xingxing Lake. In addition to garrisoning the troops there, several shops were opened in the city there.
The shop bought the fur and cheese of the herdsmen, and sold swords, iron pots, wooden bowls, tea, wine and salt to the herdsmen. Because the prices are fair, the herdsmen also went to the city with their companions to trade goods.
He had a good impression of the Han Shang and Han army in the city, unlike the Mongolian cavalry who forced taxes to be imposed upon them after they arrived.
"It's so late, why not go to my tent to rest for one night." Herder Tashi warmly invited.
Of course, Zhang Huangyan was reluctant to ask for it. He went back and called his guards. Everyone rode their horses, led yaks, and pulled goods with Zaxi, driving cattle and sheep to his tent.
Zhang Huangyan took the initiative to chat with him. Through the chat, he found that it was more than one day away from the county town, and Taxi lived by the lake.
He grazed during the day and was far away from the tent. Herders would choose to build tents in places that were water and leewards, while grazing usually required to go to places that were far away.
The best pasture by the lake is the best ranch, and Taxi's tent is built by the lake. In addition to his tent, there are about twenty tents by the lake. Each tent is dozens of feet away. It is not too close, but you can stand by the tent and shout to let the next door hear it.
Taxi drove the cattle and sheep back to the tent, and then took Zhang Huangyan and others back to the tent by the lake.
Chapter completed!