Outside the tent, the moon was shining brightly, the stars were sparse, and the city was full of lights, outlining a unique and prosperous scenery that could only be seen in foreign lands outside the customs.
Two elegant old musicians played the sanxian and snare drum at the side of the tent.
Ding dong dong~~
Six beauties with veils on their faces danced on the gold and red carpet, with tulle fluttering sleeves swaying slightly, making the brightly lit tent look a bit dreamy and extravagant.
Fan Qinghe put on the 'high priest's attire', with a light golden lining and a red gauze cover. His hair was tied up in a very solemn style, with two gold hairpins inserted diagonally behind his head. He sat upright behind the main case, looking more serious than usual.
Much more serious.
Ye Jingtang sat behind the small table on the right, with exquisite dishes and colored porcelain wine bottles in front of him, and carefully watched the singing and dancing in the tent.
Birds and birds, on the other hand, had no intention of watching the beauty dance. They poked their round heads from behind the small case and took a piece of meat in their mouths to eat secretly. Some people looked over and shook their heads, pretending to hum along.
Master Xuanji was pushed to sleep by Fan Qinghe, so naturally he would not agree. He followed Ye Jingtang very consciously. At this time, he was still sitting in front of Ye Jingtang. From time to time, he helped fill up the wine and put it in Ye Jingtang's hands——
This move was not virtuous, but because Ye Jingtang was not greedy for wine, and it was not dignified for Xuanji to drink alone with a wine flask in front of a large audience, so he urged Ye Jingtang to raise a toast, so she drank naturally.
So the sound of pushing cups and changing cups in the big tent never stopped, but after a while, the Dongming tribe elders who were sitting on the left and right gradually looked surprised and muttered secretly:
I didn't realize that such a handsome young man is still a drunkard...
He even asked the girl next to him to drink with him, just to get him drunk...
There were eight people sitting in the big tent, all of whom were elders from the Dongming tribe.
Although they come from the same tribe, these people are not from the same origin. They are people who have the same identity and gather together to keep warm.
Take the Dongming tribe as an example. The ancestors were originally tribal wizards in ancient times, responsible for offering sacrifices, divination, treating diseases, and exorcising evil spirits. Later, after the First Emperor unified the world, these wizards had the official official position of "Zhu Zong."
Even today, such official positions still exist. Taoism originated from the ancient Tao of shamans and ghosts. For this reason, Lu Taiqing, the national preceptor, actually holds a similar official position. However, contemporary people are not so superstitious about the theory of strange powers and chaotic gods. They have no longer existed in ancient times.
period of influence
Later, the river changed its course, and these people stayed in the local area without migrating, and became small tribes. Later, people joined one after another, and gradually evolved into major tribes.
Whenever someone is crowned king, the major tribes are the noble families of the Northwest Royal Court; when no one is in charge, they go their own ways. This division and union has lasted for thousands of years, and the last time it was broken up was just a few decades ago.
For these historical reasons, the Dongming tribe is definitely not a barbarian, but an ancient remnant. Their clothes, accessories, and accessories are quite gorgeous, and they have high artistic attainments. Although they are different from the common clothes in the Wei Dynasty, they can still be found from the same ancestry.
place.
Ye Jingtang sat down behind the case. After drinking for three rounds, the singing and dancing in the tent stopped, and footsteps and the sound of bells came from outside the door.
Jingle bell bell~
The clan elders who were chatting and laughing in the tent became a little more upright when they saw this.
Ye Jingtang put down his wine glass and looked outside the tent, only to see a group of people walking in from the outside.
Behind them are four women dressed in winter and underworld clothes, and in front is an old woman wearing a black skirt with a string of bells hanging around her waist. She looks older, with a stooped waist and a cane in her hand.
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"Grandma Gui."
Seeing this, Fan Qinghe stood up from behind the case, came to the door, held the old woman's arm, and signaled to Ye Jingtang who had already gotten up:
"This is Mr. Ye I'm talking about. Take a look."
Ye Jingtang was still a little confused, so he stood up, looked at the old woman, and asked:
"Who is this?"
Fan Qinghe seemed a little nervous. He raised his hand slightly to signal Ye Jingtang to be silent and let the old woman take a closer look.
Naturally, the Night Terror Hall didn't say much, but some stood awkwardly behind the case and let the old lady examine it.
The old woman in black, holding her cane and looking at it carefully for a moment, then looked at Master Xuanji who was standing next to her, and said:
"I have seen this girl. She came to Dongming Mountain to steal Snow Lake Flowers ten years ago. She was discovered by the old Zhu Zong and chased for dozens of miles without catching up..."
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As soon as these words came out, the already quiet hall turned into dead silence.
Ye Jingtang's eyes twitched, and he glanced at the harmless-looking Shuishui out of the corner of his eye.
Fan Qinghe's face darkened, and his eyes probably meant - I didn't realize that you, a witch, are still a habitual offender. You tried to trick me, Dong Mingbu, ten years ago...
Master Xuanji has a very strong mind. When faced with the strange looks from everyone, she did not blush at all and just responded with a smile:
"It was in urgent need, so I just went over to take a look and didn't take anything. I hope you'll forgive me for any offense I've made."
Fan Qinghe had already experienced the shamelessness of this witch, and had no way to deal with it. He did not want to waste time talking about these old things, so he helped the old woman sit down behind the main case, and introduced to Ye Jingtang:
"All tribes in the West Sea will intermarry. Grandma Gui is a princess who was married to the Dongming Tribe more than sixty years ago. Her father is the second King Tianlang."
"Oh... sorry."
When Ye Jingtang heard this, he was quite surprised. He bowed his hands and bowed. He also secretly looked at Granny Gui's appearance, but unfortunately she was a bit old and couldn't tell anything at all.
Grandma Gui sat down behind the case, put her crutch across her knees, and looked at the Night Terror Hall:
"Since your surname is Ye and you can use Tianlang beads, you are most likely a descendant of my Qinchi tribe. However, I was young when I married you, and the northwest royal court was almost disbanded when the last Tianlang King succeeded to the throne.
, I can't protect myself, and I'm looking for ways to survive the tribe. I only met you once when I was young, so I can't tell whether you are a direct lineage or a collateral lineage."
Ye Jingtang actually didn't care very much about where he came from, but there was no harm in understanding it, so he asked:
"How did the Qinchi tribe fall back then? It is only said that the Northwest Royal Court surrendered to the Northern Liang Dynasty, and then the rebellion was wiped out. Not much historical data has been circulated."
Grandma Gui was silent for a while, then shook her head and sighed, and talked about the past:
"It's an old story. More than a hundred years ago, the Yechi Tribe was just a small tribe in the ends of the earth. There were only a few thousand members in the tribe, and they were often squeezed out by the major tribes. Later, a tribesman went to the Dongming Tribe to study and became proficient in pharmacology.
When the Snow Lake Flowers were in bloom, I was lucky enough to grab two kilograms of Snow Lake Flowers, and then I fled back to the clan and researched the Tianlang Pearl.
"At that time, the clan leader was already very skilled in martial arts. After tempering his muscles and forging his bones with Tianlang Beads, he directly became a Grand Master. He spent more than ten years strengthening the Qinchi Tribe, forming an alliance with the four major tribes, and reorganized the Northwest Royal Court, which was the most powerful
Hengshi had 30,000 Tianlang Cavalry under his command, and was able to force a truce between the Northern and Southern Dynasties to jointly deal with the pressure from the northwest.
"But it is a pity that when the Northwest Royal Court was passed into the hands of my father, he was too aggressive. Taking advantage of the chaotic situation in the last years of Yan Dynasty, he formed an alliance with Beiliang and wanted to jointly conquer the Southern Dynasty.
"Beiliang was very scheming and knew that it could not swallow up the Southern Dynasty. After his father sent troops, he immediately broke the contract and turned around to kill the tribes in the West Sea. He severely damaged the empty tribes in the rear and directly destroyed decades of accumulation, resulting in
The northwest royal court no longer has the power to compete with the separate courts of the northern and southern dynasties."
When Granny Gui said this, she sighed again and looked at everyone sitting there:
"If this was the case, the Northwest Royal Court could still hold on and survive. But Beiliang was very poisonous and sent many masters deep into the rear. They almost killed all the pharmacists in the Qinchi Department. The Tianlang beads, prescriptions, etc. prepared for the next Tianlang King were all destroyed.
The Beiliang court robbed him.
"The people of Northern Liang could not use Tianlang Pearl, so they used it as a threat to ask my father to surrender. My father did not agree, but he was old and had hidden wounds on the battlefield. He died of illness not long after.
After King Lang succeeded to the throne, without the Tianlang Pearl to temper the muscles and forge the body, the northwest royal court's national strength was also not as good as before. Amid internal and external troubles, he could only surrender to Beiliang and pay tribute in exchange for temporary peace.
"About thirty years ago, Beiliang completely fell out of favor, slandered the last Tianlang King for treason, and sent a large army to attack the tribes in the West Sea again. The last Tianlang King asked for help from the Southern Dynasty to no avail, so he could only gather the remaining troops and fight in Tian
A desperate attempt on the shores of Lang Lake.
"But at that time, the hearts of the tribes in Xihai had already dispersed. As soon as the war started, the tribes ran away and surrendered. The last Tianlang King had no choice but to retreat with his own troops. Later, it is said that he was overtaken by Zuoxian King Li Kai.
The rest of the tribe held off thousands of troops from Beiliang on their own in the Liaoyuan. They fought for a day and a night. No one in the tribe defected, but until the whole tribe was wiped out, no one from all tribes in the West Sea came to help."
When Granny Gui said this, she was obviously a little angry.
Fan Qinghe said in this regard: "Back then, the soldiers and horses of Beiliang had already arrived near Dongming Mountain. If Old Zhu Zong sent troops to help, the Dongming tribe would suffer the same fate and could only focus on self-protection."
Granny Gui raised her hand: "No one can blame the situation. But if all the ministries were willing to work together to fight to the end, how could they end up with no food, clothing or warmth this year after paying tribute? The Dongming tribe dug ten kilograms in the mountains.
The Beiliang court dared to take away nine kilograms of medicinal materials. If there is a famine, they will give some old grain to send away. We have to be grateful..."
When Master Xuanji heard this, he naturally felt sympathy in his heart, but in fact it would have been the same for the Great Wei Dynasty. After all, it has been written in the history books that the Xihai tribes considered themselves to be the orthodox inheritance of the Liang Dynasty, and they wanted to regain the Northern and Southern Dynasties from the bottom of their hearts.
As long as China's "lost territory" becomes stronger, it will be a complete nightmare for the Northern and Southern Dynasties.
When Ye Jingtang heard this, he sighed in his heart. After thinking about it for a while, he asked about the business first:
"The Prisoner of the Dragon Miasma was also studied by the pharmacists of the Qinchi Department back then? Who else knows how to do it now?"
Granny Gui recalled: "The Prisoner's Miasma was researched after the Tianlang Pearl. Because it was used in attacks, it would be produced. Pharmacists usually went out with the army and escaped the sneak attack before Jiazi. If there is still a chance now,
The person who made this medicine can only be the remaining pharmacists who fled to certain tribes or Beiliang after the destruction of the Northwest Royal Court. There are no pharmacists in the Dongming Tribe who can handle Dragon Miasma. If you want to find out, you have to ask other tribes."
Fan Qinghe said to this: "Don't worry, Mr. Ye, I have already ordered people to investigate. As long as Prisoner Dragon Miasma comes from the tribes in the West Sea, there will definitely be news. Just wait patiently for two days."
When Ye Jingtang heard this, he stopped asking any more questions and chatted for a few more words. After finishing the meal, he got up and left the big tent with Master Xuanji.
After Ye Jingtang left, Fan Qinghe frowned, turned around and asked:
"Grandma Gui, you are not sure whether Ye Jingtang is the son of King Tianlang?"
Granny Gui sighed softly: "The only person who can use Tianlang Pearl is a member of the Qinchi tribe. The strong one in our Qinchi tribe is the king. What is the difference between a collateral lineage and a direct lineage?
"But Ye Jingtang is a descendant of my Qianchi tribe. He grew up in the Wei Dynasty since he was a child. He is a Wei man at heart. Now you drag him out and ask the heads of the tribes to bow their heads and recognize him as King Tianlang. Why do the tribes have to
Subdue him? What if he becomes the Tianlang King and turns around and takes his troops to join the Wei Dynasty?"
"..."
When Fan Qinghe heard this, he thought about it and thought it was the same - no one in the Xihai tribes would obey anyone. If they wanted to be the leader, blood was just a name, the most important thing was the ability to make people surrender; and all the Xihai tribes wanted
It is independence. Ye Jingtang is a favorite of the Empress of Wei, and he seems to be loyal. If he becomes the Tianlang King, he is in the West Sea and his heart is in Wei, and he only wants to give the empress a big gift as a betrothal gift. Isn't she just thinking about it?
Even my underwear is covered.
"Now what?"
"First communicate with the major ministries and let him get in touch with them to see how good he is in dealing with people and whether he has the ambition to dominate the world. If he has neither ability nor courage, choose him as the co-leader of ten thousand ministries to form the royal court.
, will only cause a catastrophe to all departments."
Fan Qinghe nodded slightly...
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"Authentic hump meat, come and see it when you pass by. It's fat but not greasy..."
Langxuan City is located in an arid area, and even in autumn, the sun during the day is relatively poisonous. Therefore, most of the people who come here to participate in the rally do so at night. As it approaches 11 or 12 o'clock in the evening, the streets are still overcrowded.
After Ye Jingtang finished eating at Dongmingbu's station, because it was his first time outside the customs, he did not go directly back to the arranged tent to rest. Instead, he and Master Xuanji took Niannio out to visit the night market.
As the saying goes, food is the most important thing for the people. With nearly 100,000 people gathered in Langxuan City, there is no shortage of food streets. Although the environment is relatively simple and far inferior to the small streets in Guannai towns, the variety of food is indeed dazzling.
Not only can you find delicacies from most parts of the West China Sea, but you can basically find specialties from Wei and Beiliang, and you can even see a stall selling roasted insects. Not only Ye Jingtang but also the birds shook their heads at the sight.
Xuanji, a real person wearing a curtain hat and looking a little drunk after drinking a lot just now, walked beside the Night Terror Hall. Seeing the disgusted look in Niaoniao's eyes, he joked:
"Aren't you a bird? Don't you like eating bugs?"
"Chiji..."
The bird quickly shook its head, stretched out its big claws from its furry belly, indicating that it was a bird of prey, and then looked at the hump meat stall in the distance.
Just now, the bird was eating and drinking in the big tent, and it was all eaten up. Ye Jingtang was afraid that the bird would be too fat to fly, so naturally he didn't give it another bowl of hump meat, and just wandered around with Xuanji to eat.
After walking for about two-quarters of an hour, the two arrived at the south side of Langxuan City.
Although there are no buildings in Langxuan City, the former layout is not much different from the contemporary city. The center of the south city was originally where the imperial city was located.
Although the building has long since disappeared, a platform slightly higher than the ground can still be seen on the ground. Judging from the layout, it should be the platform of the former palace.
Some temporary buildings were built on top of the platform, and a large camp was set up nearby. There were more than a thousand men wearing leather armor and carrying swords and guns resting among them. In one building, there were many merchants lining up outside.
Register and pay.
Night Terror Hall originally thought this was a lawless place, but was slightly surprised to see this scene:
"Is there still a government office here?"
Master Xuanji glanced at the flag hanging outside the camp and explained:
"The Gathering of Wanbu is an important occasion for trade among the various tribes in the West Sea. Hundreds of thousands of people who have never met each other gather here. If there are no rules, it would have become a mess. That is the residence of the Gouchen tribe, the security of the city, and the garbage
The Gouchen Department is responsible for all the clearing and transportation; merchants who come here to set up stalls also have to pay them money."
The last time Ye Jingtang heard Fan Qinghe say that King Gouchen was a little timid, he saw this and asked:
"This is not a small amount of money. The Gou Chen Department can monopolize it, so it is relatively powerful?"
Master Xuanji put her hands behind her back and acted like a worldly expert:
"Gou Chen is the god of heaven, also known as Qilin. He is located in the center of heaven and earth. He is fierce and fierce. He likes killing and is in charge of war. In ancient times, the Great Sima was responsible for fighting, so he believed in this god.
"After the fall of the Liang Dynasty, the generals and troops who had not migrated gathered together to form the Gouchen Tribe, and the tribes were all warriors passed down from generation to generation.
"For example, the Dongming Tribe is famous for its medicine and witchcraft. No matter how rebellious it is, it can't cause too much trouble. But the Gouchen Tribe and the Wuma Tribe are different. The two together form an elite cavalry. For this reason, they may be
To sow discord, it is said that a chief of the Gouchen tribe killed the chief of the Wuma tribe, and the Wuma tribe killed them back, making the two families a thousand-year feud. If you want to integrate the tribes in the West Sea, the biggest problem is to
The two families got together..."
After listening to these explanations, Ye Jingtang nodded thoughtfully:
"I see... does this mean that the Gouchen tribe is the most capable of fighting among the tribes in Xihai?"
Master Xuanji nodded: "Sima Yue, the great king of Gouchen, ranks sixth among the ten great masters of Beiliang. I am also the sixth master in the Wei Dynasty, so my strength should be about the same as mine. He just can't beat Zuoxian Wang Li Kuai.
Cleaning up is easy if you think about it."
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Ye Jingtang was a little dissatisfied when he heard this:
"I'm healed now. How about we find a place to compare and let me try Fairy Lu's depth?"
"..."
Master Xuanji, who was walking leisurely in the courtyard, blinked when he heard these words, stopped and lifted up his curtain hat, revealing his peach blossom eyes that seemed drunk but not drunk, and looked at the Night Jing Hall:
"Young Master Ye, what depth do you want to test with me?"
"I...um?"
Ye Jingtang was stunned by these words for a moment, and when he came to his senses, his eyes were stunned.
"Ha~"
Master Xuanji put down the curtain of his hat, took the bird and put it on his shoulder as if nothing had happened and continued to wander around the brightly lit small street.
Ye Jingtang was a little speechless by Master Xuanji's dirty joke. After thinking about it, he caught up again:
"Fairy Lu, you are Master Jing Wang, so you should be more cautious in your words and deeds..."
"It's just a joke after drinking, but I can't even make a joke? I've been through wine and meat, but the Buddha's heart remains..."
"You are a Taoist priest!"
"No, they all mean the same thing. Anyway, you talk a lot, but your heart is still. You don't look like a gentleman on the surface, but secretly you sleep with two girls in your arms, and you are very happy. I was just joking, but your face turned red.
I don’t know what’s going on in my mind…”
Ye Jingtang raised his hand and touched his cheek, frowned and said:
"Have it?"
"grumble."
"I guess I just drank some wine..."
"Tch~..."
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