"Wait a minute." Zhu Yongxing just listened casually at first, but suddenly he realized that the key words in this sentence made him horrified. He almost lost his composure and asked in disbelief: "What are you talking about? Wanli, Wanli is a
When? How many years has it been since now?”
Mengzhu did not expect such a big reaction from Zhu Yongxing. She was stunned for a moment and continued to explain: "Wanli is the Emperor Wanli of the Ming Dynasty. As for when, I have to calculate. Well, it has been fifty or sixty years, right?"
"Haha, you, haha, for fifty or sixty years, you are really good at joking." Zhu Yongxing smiled strangely. He looked around, looking for the flaw that Mengzhu could use to deceive him. If he can't find it, it doesn't matter. Even if you pretend to be alike, wait.
I will stop listening to your nonsense when I get out.
Mengzhu blinked her big eyes, looking at Zhu Yongxing's strange behavior, and didn't know what to say.
"Mengzhu, tell me what time it is now? Yes, you can get another emperor." Zhu Yongxing asked as if he wanted to hear a joke.
"Now -" Mengzhu looked at Zhu Yongxing in surprise for a while, then said cautiously: "If it hasn't changed, he should be Emperor Yongli. I heard that the Ming Dynasty is in chaos now, and the braided soldiers have already reached Yunnan. Well, there is
This is what the tribesmen heard from those who escaped."
Zhu Yongxing looked at Mengzhu's serious look, and couldn't help laughing. He couldn't change it. Yongli was the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and then came the Qing Dynasty, an era when money and money were everywhere, and the smell was almost everywhere.
Buddha, Bodhisattva, Supreme Lord, God, Christ, Allah... Stop cheating, Zhu Yongxing silently thought to all the gods and sects in his heart, let me wake up from my dream soon!
The sound of a leather drum came from outside. Zhu Yongxing could not understand it, but Mengzhu looked happy and said: "There is a ceremony to be held in the village to welcome distinguished guests, and it is naturally you. Just wait a moment, I will come as soon as I can."
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Zhu Yongxing was disturbed by the exchange of words and did not express any reaction to Mengzhu's departure. The room became quiet. Zhu Yongxing walked back and forth on the floor, trying to think about something, but he couldn't find a clue. He sat down after a while.
, stood up after a while, restless and upset.
I don’t know how much time passed, but a burst of noisy people got closer and closer. It sounded like they were outside the house, and then it became quiet again. As soon as the door opened, Mengzhu walked in. She had obviously dressed up deliberately, and her head was splashed with water.
A kind of white flower with a strange fragrance appeared on the top. The top was a large red collared top with a cross-right front gusset decorated with silver pieces. The lower body was a knee-length pleated skirt, and a bright belt was tied around the waist.
Coupled with her beauty, she looks like a fairy.
The regular attire looks simple and elegant, like a cup of evocative tea; the fancy dress looks like the peony, the king of flowers, looking gorgeous and rich. Zhu Yongxing was a little confused, but he just smiled perfunctorily, nodded lightly, and put on light makeup.
Total Xiangyi, he has a good foundation!
Mengzhu smiled happily in return, but seemed a little shy. She saluted Zhu Yongxing and said, "Dear guest, please follow Mengzhu to the village. The welcome ceremony has been prepared." After saying this, he made a respectful gesture.
Please gesture.
Zhu Yongxing scratched his head, reached for the gun, and slung it on his shoulder. Although it was a bit nondescript, things were getting a little weird, and he had to guard against it!
There were more than twenty young men and women outside the door, all dressed very formally. As soon as Zhu Yongxing, Mengzhu and others came out, they surrounded them, laughing, singing, and walking towards the village.
"Now I will take you to see my father, you -" Mengzhu turned to Zhu Yongxing and said, looking a little shy and hesitating to speak.
Zhu Yongxing scratched his head and said according to his own understanding: "Should I meet the elders?" He was confused and answered perfunctorily. After a long pause, he came back to his senses and asked Mengzhu: "
What etiquette should I pay attention to, and what taboo rules does your clan have?"
Mengzhu smiled and said: "You don't have to worry. My father is a very easy-going man. You are an outsider. He will not be too demanding on you when it comes to etiquette. Just do what you are used to. If my father asks you if you want to
I'm willing to—" After saying that, Mengzhu opened her mouth and swallowed the words hesitantly.
A group of people entered the village and became quiet before reaching the largest house. The young man, the young clan leader, was guarding the door. When he saw Zhu Yongxing, he smiled, but it was a little reluctant, and then he stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation.
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Zhu Yongxing responded with a smile and walked to the door of the house. The door was made of extremely fine grass and was very tight. Mengzhu took a few steps quickly, as if he wanted to follow, but was blocked by the young man's hand and hurriedly stopped him.
While speaking sternly, Mengzhu bit her lower lip gently and stepped aside silently.
Zhu Yongxing reached out to push the door. Even though the door was just made of straw, it was very thick and had excellent sound insulation effect. So when Zhu Yongxing pushed the door and walked in, and closed the door smoothly, nothing happened.
Can't hear it anymore.
The light in the room was very dark. Zhu Yongxing noticed it when he opened the door. He squinted his eyes, closed the door and stood there motionless, waiting to fully adapt to the change from light to dark.
Before his eyesight adapted, Zhu Yongxing first smelled a strange smell. It was difficult to tell what it was because it was a mixture of several smells, some fragrant and some fishy. This smell made him feel
We are in a very mysterious environment!
Soon, Zhu Yongxing's eyesight adapted to the dark environment. He saw an old man sitting on the floor in the center of the room. This old man must be the patriarch, Mengzhu's father. Zhu Yongxing hesitated for a moment and bowed.
I think this is more appropriate.
"Hello, old man. I am——"
The old man stretched out his hand to interrupt Zhu Yongxing's self-introduction, looked at him up and down with some surprise, then showed a meaningful smile, pointed to the opposite side, and motioned for Zhu Yongxing to sit down.
Zhu Yongxing was not used to sitting cross-legged, but he still understood the rules of doing as the Romans did. He followed the old man's example and sat down, but suddenly his eyes widened. A red scorpion emerged from the collar of the old man's neck.
Yes, the hook is raised high.
"Don't move, there's a scorpion." Zhu Yongxing exclaimed, jumped up, and wanted to take action.
"Don't worry, he was raised by me and won't hurt me. Well, how many years have you not spoken Chinese?" The old man spoke and shook his head. His Chinese was a bit difficult, but Zhu Yongxing could still understand it.
He felt the light in the old man's eyes soften.
Zhu Yongxing didn't quite believe it. Could a scorpion also be a pet? It was weird and confusing. Over the past day, what happened was really puzzling to him.
"Outside Han Chinese, you are not a god." The old man said with a smile.