The Queen Mother immediately asked about Chaoerqi, and the fifth elder brother called someone in first.
It was an old Mongolian man with a ravaged face, wearing a gray Mongolian robe and holding Chaoer in his hand. When the Queen Mother saw this, she also understood why the man had traveled thousands of miles to make a pilgrimage to Mount Wutai.
He was already in his twilight years, his waist was stooped, his hair was sparse, his eyes were yellow, and his teeth were sparse. If he didn't go there, he would never be able to leave again in this life. The fifth elder brother asked someone to set up a stool for the old man at the door, and the old man sat down.
The sound of Chaoerqin sounded and everyone became quiet. Shu Shu looked over.
Although there was a banquet when I passed by Horqin last time, there was no Chaoer epic.
This was the first time she had seen an instrument like Chaoer. It was like a wide version of the erhu, with two strings, but the case was much larger. The melody was melodious, and the old man's singing tone was very soothing and did not seem noisy.
Some of the children were new to Mongolian, and some had never learned it before. Naturally, they could not understand the article "The World of Mangus". The Queen Mother, who could understand, couldn't help laughing when she heard this familiar plot.
This kind of heroic epic was passed down orally from Chaoerqi. Over the decades, although some words are different, the story is still the same. The great god is about to descend to earth.
It was the first time for Shu Shu and Brother Jiu to hear this.
Shu Shu was impatient. Listening to this slow tune, she wanted to turn to the book directly.
Brother Ninth Brother was not very patient, so he couldn't help but mutter to Shu Shu: "It's been ten or so sentences, but we haven't entered the main story yet?" This story tells the story of the god who transformed into a Khan and came to the house to fight against the demon Manggu.
Si's story.
Shu Shu didn't answer, and felt that the pace was slow. She couldn't help but get ready to write a book.
Such heroic epics are all very similar.
When the people were harmed by demons and natural disasters, the gods descended to earth to save them, and finally achieved the road of becoming a king. The Queen Mother took a Mongolian knife and, following the singing, cut a piece of mutton chop and placed it on Kangxi's dinner plate. Kangxi thanked him,
I grabbed it with my hands, dipped it in chive flower sauce, and took a bite.
This is a half-year-old lamb, which has no smell, has a milky aroma, and is soft and chewy in the mouth. When everyone saw this, they all started eating it.
There were nannies taking care of the little ones, and they all wiped their hands and ate meat. After about two-quarters of an hour, the story reached a point.
The fifth elder brother put down the Mongolian sword and told the people around him: "Look at the reward... The eunuch next to him took the purse and gave the reward to the old Mongolian man.
The old Mongolian man stood up, thanked the reward, and prepared to retreat. The fifth elder brother looked at the Queen Mother.
The Queen Mother said to Aunt Bai: "Arun, prepare two bags of silver and ask someone to give you a piece of mutton. Let him taste the mutton in the capital compared with Horqin's." Because Aunt Bai also changed into a Mongolian robe, the Queen Mother
Just called her name.
Shu Shu couldn't help but glance at Aunt Bai. She was just like her name. Arun means quiet in Chinese.
Aunt Bai responded and went over to hand out the reward.
The old man glanced at Aunt Bai, looked at it carefully, and then at the Queen Mother. Seeing Kangxi next to him with a majestic face, he quickly looked away, with excitement on his face, and knelt down directly: "Your Majesty, Qiqi Gege
?”
The Queen Mother listened and leaned forward curiously: "Have you seen me?" This name sounded unfamiliar now.
Ever since the death of the Empress Dowager, no one has called her by name. Alatan Chi Chi Ge.
Flowers as golden as gold.
The old man nodded and said: "When I was young, I followed Eqige to read stories to Beile. I met Gege several times, and Gege once rewarded the little girl with milk tofu." After saying this, the Queen Mother was vaguely impressed.
There are only a few people she can see on weekdays. Apart from family members and domestic slaves, there are not many people in the tribe.
The Queen Mother looked at the old man carefully, her eyes fell on his head, and said in surprise: "Habqike?"
This Mongolian name means "flat head". It sounded interesting to the Queen Mother back then, and even after so many years, she still has a vague impression of it. The child with a runny nose back then became an old man, but his head is still flat.
The old man smiled and nodded: "You are just a villain."
The Queen Mother said unexpectedly: "I remember you were only seven or eight years old when you carried Chaoer into Baylor House..." You were not much taller than Chaoer at that time.
The old man said: "At the age of seven, I happened to learn my first idea of storytelling from Er Qige." The Queen Mother nodded, looking at the old man's rickety waist, sighing endlessly.
I thought he was an old man, but he didn't expect that he was several years younger than me.
"Seeing that it's getting hot, if you want to go to Wutai Mountain, go quickly. It's hard to travel when it's hot. It's rare to see an old friend, so the Queen Mother gave me some more instructions.
It’s not like a body like this can withstand a long journey through sand. No wonder it’s neither cold nor hot now but it’s resting in the capital. The old man said: “I will set off tomorrow, and I should be able to arrive before the Dragon Boat Festival...
The old man received the reward and went down.
The Queen Mother told Kangxi: "I saw him back then. He was about the same age as the eighteenth prince, and he was holding Chao'er, who was almost the same size as him..." Fifty years passed by in a hurry.
Although there were many senior ministers in the court, none of them left such a deep impression on Kangxi as the Mongolian storyteller just now. He has grown old.
I love to recall my childhood more and more, and the events in my early years are gradually becoming clearer in my memory. Kangxi did not reward others just now, but now he has compassion.
He told Liang Jiugong, "Ask Seleng to prepare a carriage to take people to Mount Wutai." Liang Jiugong agreed and went down to deliver the message.
They were Horqin's tribesmen, and it would be most convenient to leave them to Seleng, Horqin Taiji, to take care of them.
The Queen Mother did not stop him and said to Kangxi: "It is his good fortune to be able to tell the emperor today."
Kangxi said to the Queen Mother: "When he comes back from Wutai Mountain, ask if he has any disciples. If so, leave one in the capital to tell Eni."
The Queen Mother waved her hands and said: "No, no, no, no, no, I've been telling old stories over and over again. I prefer listening to the Buddha. There are always new stories. "Journey to the West" is also fun to listen to." Fengsheng and others were all excited when they heard the familiar name.
Looking at Shu Shu.
Shu Shu told them "Journey to the West".
"Journey to the West" is not a banned book, and is widely circulated. Whether it is drama or vaudeville, there are some repertoires of "Journey to the West". The Chaoer epic has come to an end, and the second program is Wuri Tudao.
The so-called Wuri Tudao is a Mongolian long tune. This time, two people came in.
They are two teenagers.
A man and a woman, they sang a drinking song. Their voices were clear and melodious without any change of voice. They had a childlike voice.
Compared with the old storyteller just now, the two children in front of him bring great vitality.
The fifth elder brother couldn't sit still while listening to this cheerful drinking song. He got up without saying anything, and even signaled the ninth elder brother to get up.
The two brothers each held a hada with a silver bowl on it, poured kumiss into it, and sang a drinking song according to Mongolian etiquette, offering wine to the Queen Mother and Kangxi. The queen mother smiled and took the kumiss, and drank it according to the Mongolian banquet.
According to the rules, after "three bombs", take a sip.
Next came the second bowl, which I also took a sip of.
By the third bowl, the Queen Mother drank all the wine in the bowl.
Then came the ninth elder brother, who followed the example of the fifth elder brother and served three bowls of wine to Kangxi.
Kangxi didn't like the taste of mare's kumiss, but seeing that the Queen Mother was in high spirits, she didn't let him down, so he drank the third bowl of wine. Seeing his two brothers toasting, the eighteenth elder brother was eager to try it.
When the fifth elder brother returned to his seat, the eighteenth elder brother said: "Fifth elder brother, fifth elder brother, I also want to propose a toast to the imperial grandmother and Khan Amma..." Today is Japan's wedding ceremony in colorful clothes.
The fifth elder brother naturally hopes that the children will be filial to their elders.
He deliberately said: "Then go ahead, but you are a child, so you don't need a silver bowl, just use a silver cup..." After that, he arranged for someone to prepare it for the eighteenth brother.
The eighteenth elder brother attended and followed the example of his two elder brothers. He put a silver cup on the hada and went to toast the Queen Mother: "Royal Grandmother, my grandson also proposes a toast to you. I will add the toast song after my grandson has learned it."
The Queen Mother smiled and said: "Okay, okay, Grandmother is waiting."
Although the Eighteenth Prince was a child, the Queen Mother also gave him the gift of "three bombs", but when she was holding the wine glass, she said: "Just a toast, you go and toast your Khan Ama..."
With that said, she drank the cup of kumis. The eighteenth prince nodded and toasted Kangxi with another cup.
Kangxi looked at his 18th elder brother and said: "When I enter the study room next year, I will learn Mongolian. The Manchu and Mongolian families are inseparable." "Yes, my son has written it down."
The eighteenth elder brother nodded.
Seeing the eighteenth brother coming out to toast, Ni Guzhu couldn't sit still. She looked at Fengsheng and Akdan.
Whether it was the Queen Mother or Kangxi, Fengsheng and Akdan were not familiar with each other, and they were not as close as Ni Guzhu from the inside out. The two brothers had no intention of toasting.
As for Hongxuan, the three-year-old child has his eyes on the two Mongolian children.
Many of the nannies and wet nurses around him were dowries from Shifujin, so they could speak Mongolian. He could understand the content of the Mongolian long tune and found it interesting.
It turns out that the sky in Mongolia is as blue as the sea, the streams in Mongolia are like the Milky Way, and the warriors in Mongolia are like eagles...