It is said that this year's Naadam Conference was more lively than in previous years, and the key was that the motorcade of the Mobei Construction Commercial Bank came to cheer in advance, attracting people from various tribes to come and trade with lamb skins and herbs. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The morning is still a warm-up program, and it is also a festival for boys and girls, who are nomadic with the tribe on weekdays, and have no fixed residence, so they need such a platform for them to meet and make friends.

Jin Yao, Qing'er, and Liu Xianglian, accompanied by the Great Khan King and the Khans of various tribes, walked up to the viewing platform, this is the first time Qing'er has shown her face on such a big platform, so Qingwen carefully put on makeup for her, this time, she did not pull her hair in a bun, but tied her hair high on the top of her head, and braided more than a dozen children's braids, each braid was tied with red agate on the braid tip, her brimmed hat and Mongolian robe were also red, and the boots on her feet were even more gorgeous, which Qingwen specially ordered to bring her in the capital.

This is the opening ceremony of the Naadam Conference, and it is also their wedding ceremony, the Great Khan first announced: "Today, it is the annual Naadam Conference, before the start of the competition, the Great Khan will hold a wedding ceremony for my nephew, Prince Heng Prince Heng of the Celestial Dynasty, all the Khans present here are witnesses, and you, brothers and sisters of all tribes, are my guests. Next, please ask the Emperor of the Celestial Dynasty to send a congratulatory message to Lord Leng, the general of the hussars!"

When the herdsmen heard that there was a roasted whole sheep and a treat of fine wine, they became excited and listened attentively to Liu Xianglian's blessings.

Liu Xianglian knew that it was not appropriate to go on a long story on such an occasion, so she said simply: "Liu was sent by the emperor of the Celestial Dynasty to express his gratitude to all the guests who came to attend the wedding of Prince Heng, the nephew of the Great Khan of the Iron Curtain and the prince of the Celestial Dynasty.

Most of the herdsmen could not understand Chinese, so only a few people echoed it the first time, and the Great Khan repeated it in Mongolian, so the sound of blessings resounded through the grassland, not only three times, but the cheers were repeated a dozen times before stopping.

After Liu Xianglian's congratulatory speech, the Great Khan invited Prince Shangheng and his wife, Jin Yao and Qing'er to thank their parents and thank all the guests, and blessed all the teenagers and girls to harvest their own love at today's conference.

Yesterday, when Jin Yao and Qing'er were riding horses on the grassland, Jin Yao finished singing the Mongolian long tune, and Qing'er also sang a song, which happened to be heard by a group of passing herdsmen, and they all thought it was very good, saying that it was the most beautiful Mongolian long tune they had heard.

Now, someone recognized that the groom and bride on the viewing platform were the men and beauties who rode black BMWs yesterday, and after some discussion, everyone raised their voices and asked Qing'er and Jinyao to sing the song they sang yesterday.

Qing'er didn't know what they were coaxing, she was a little panicked, she looked up at Jinyao, he bowed slightly and smiled: "The Mongolian herdsmen are bold and enthusiastic, they hope that this king and his wife will sing the song "I have an agreement with the grassland" to them. ”

"But can you sing?" asked Qing'er without thinking.

"Qing'er has been singing that song yesterday, there should be no problem for this king to sing with you, how about it, let's have fun with the people, right?"

"Okay!" Qing'er replied excitedly, and sang as soon as she opened her mouth: "I always want to see your smiling face, I always want to hear your voice, I always want to live in your yurt, I always want to raise your wine bottle......"

As soon as she sang the first sentence, Jin Yao sang along in Mongolian, and it was as seamless as a harmony.

The herdsmen on the grassland are all natural singers, listen to them sing once, and when the second stanza comes, they sing along, even Qing'er is surprised, these people have a great sense of musicality, and it perfectly matches their rhythm, just like a rehearsal.

The uncle and the boy with the horse-head qin coincidentally played the horse-head qin.

"I have an agreement with the grassland, to meet to find common roots, and now I have embarked on the road back to my hometown, and walked into the sunshine to usher in the spring ......"

Qing'er never knew that there was such a primitive but perfect chorus of 10,000 people in the world, she didn't know where so many horse-head pianos came from, the long and tactful sound of the piano softened her heart, there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, but tears couldn't stop flowing.

I don't know who took the lead, but the girls all poured into the center of the field and danced to the rhythm of the horse-head fiddle.

"Qing'er, let's go dance too. Jin Yao said, bent down and hugged Qing'er horizontally, jumped up directly from the high platform, jumped into the middle of the circle surrounded by the girls who were holding hands and dancing, and danced with Qing'er.

This is the first time Qing'er has seen Jin Yao dance, she never dreamed that Jin Yao is dancing so wildly and fiercely, and every joint of her body is a perfect interpretation of the heroism and sexuality of a man.

The pianists seemed to like this piece very much, and they continued to play for more than an hour, and the girls kept dancing for more than an hour, and finally, Jin Yao was worried that Qing'er was tired, so he took her up in his arms and returned to the viewing platform, and the "ball" came to an end.

Back on the viewing platform, Nuo Min hurriedly brought milk tea, and Qing'er drank two bowls in one breath before she was relieved.

In the distance, the aroma of roasting whole sheep wafted in the wind, and the water flowed out of the mouth.

Qing'er couldn't help but ask Jin Yao: "The Great Khan King invited everyone to eat roasted whole sheep, but in such a short period of time, how could they test so many sheep?"

"Silly girl, do you think it's like the roasting method on the day of the fox hunt in the paddock?"

"Well, what else?"

"Kiss me, kiss me and I'll tell you. Jin Yao leaned over and stretched his cheek over.

Qing'er subconsciously flashed and complained: "Hey, are you the prince of the Celestial Empire, or the general of Zhenbei, in front of everyone, aren't you afraid of losing your dignity?"

Jin Yao said with a smile: "This is Mobei, not Kyoto, have you ever seen so many girls get together in Kyoto? Have you seen so many young couples kissing in front of everyone? Also, look at the horses on horseback, how enthusiastic and natural they kiss ......?"

"Okay, don't you want me to kiss you?" Qing'er pursed his lips and smiled, kissed him the cheek and said, "Now you can tell me how the Great Khan's palace roasted whole sheep, right?"

"Not far from here is the new brick factory of our corps, today, the brick kiln burns not green bricks, but hundreds of whole sheep, as for the mare's milk wine, it is all used by the herdsmen in exchange. ”

This time there was no need for Jin Yao to remind him, Qing'er took the initiative to kiss him, remembering the words he heard in the early hours of the morning, because he smiled and said: "Brother Jin Yao, I heard that today's wedding is prepared according to the emperor's will, Wei Qi said, as soon as Brother Liu arrived yesterday, he first discussed the good things about the wedding with the Great Khan King, is it that your father feels guilty and wants to compensate us?"

"Don't you think this is the most merciful and generous reward from my father?" Jin Yao domineeringly took Qing'er into his arms, kissed the corner of her mouth, and said softly: "My father and mother met at the Naadam Conference back then, and my father won the crown of horse racing, so he gave the winning prize of the day, a bloody horse horse, to the queen mother as a dowry gift......

It turned out that His Majesty the Emperor was ostensibly punishing his son, driving him out of the capital, and never holding a wedding celebration for him, but in fact, he gave his son the warmest experience and the best memories......

Thinking like this, Qing'er was relieved in an instant, perhaps, things are not as bad as she imagined, Jin Yao is also fulfilling the responsibility of governing the country and the family in Mobei Tuntian, if he succeeds, it will become an important bargaining chip for the crown prince in the future.

Jin Yao was in a good mood, so he talked a lot, and explained to Qing'er: "Except for the people of the Great Khan, the herdsmen of the other tribes have come from far away, and the girls wear their favorite clothes, in order to attract the attention of the most handsome young men. The young men on the grassland are judged not by their looks, but by their courage, their riding and archery skills, and of course, their bravery when they wrestle. ”

"You are not allowed to participate in the competition later. ”

"Huh?" "Why?" doesn't Qing'er want me to be a hero?

Qing'er smiled narrowly: "You are a person with a wife, there is no need to compete for the Baturu crown, in that case, it will attract bees and butterflies, and your wife is not interested in preventing thieves from going to bastard." ”

Since many Khan kings had just learned about Prince Heng's wedding, at this time, they sent congratulatory gifts one after another.

Among them, the king of Khan sent a pair of waist knives inlaid with precious stones to Jin Yao Qing'er, Jin Yao said that the waist knives made by the Temur tribe are famous all over the world, because they have the highest purity of iron ore, there are ancestral smelting techniques, the handle of the knife is made of pineapple wood, the natural pattern is brighter and brighter, and then inlaid with gems, it is simply the most gorgeous ornament.

Qing'er thanked King Temur Khan, and Jin Yao took the waist knife and helped Qing'er hang it on his waist.

"Wearing a waist knife is not just for decoration, first of all, there are many wild animals in the grassland, and the knife can be used as a tool for self-defense. Secondly, you also see that the staple food of people on the grassland is beef and mutton, and people carry waist knives to make cutlery. The men on the grassland are all bloody men, and they all love to drink, and when they are drunk, they will provoke and fight with others, so they have created the bold and fierce character of the grassland men. ”

When the man whispered softly, the contours of his tough facial features also softened, and occasionally the corners of his mouth were raised, hooking up a touch of laugh lines, the kind of elegance and handsomeness soaked out of his bones made Qing'er involuntarily go.

Completely gave up reserve, snuggled in Jin Yao's arms and whispered: "I like men with blood, but blood is not the same as rudeness and violence, I like a man like Brother Jinyao, who is as quiet as a beautiful boy in the rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and moves like a bloody man on the Mongolian steppe, especially when riding a horse, he is even more handsome." ”

The event is about to start, and Drunken Loach brought Qingwen's mother and son to the viewing platform.

"Mom, Aunt Qing'er asked the general to hug me again. Bao'er said disdainfully.

"Ahem, cough, cough......" Qingwen had to cough a few times to remind Qing'er of her existence.

Qing'er finally came back to her senses, said hello to Qingwen first, got up and pulled Bao'er into her arms and hugged her.

"My sister's wedding is even more lively than the emperor's wedding, I heard your brother-in-law say that these people are going to celebrate here for several days. ”

"Sister doesn't know, these people are not here for our wedding, they are here to attend the annual Naadam Conference, let's put it this way, this is a traditional festival on the grassland, just like the dragon boat race and the Lantern Festival in our capital. ”

Bao'er interjected, "Aunt Qing'er, do they want dragon boat races too?"

The drunken loach took over from the side and said, "Bao'er, they don't race dragon boats, the main program of the Naadam conference is the Boke race, that is, wrestling, horse racing and archery. The best thing to watch is the sheep grabbing competition, and the father will also go later, showing Bao'er how to ride a horse and grab the sheep. ”

While she was talking here, she saw Mrs. Nangong coming with Ruyi, she was originally teaching her son to ride a horse, and when she saw Qingwen taking Bao'er on the viewing platform, she also followed.

Liu Weiqi was leading the guards to scatter around the viewing platform, and if he saw his father, he would ask him to take him to participate in the sheep riding competition, but Weiqi was confused.

"King of the Iron Curtain, do you have a sheep riding competition here in addition to horse racing?"

"Haha......" King Khan stroked his beard and smiled: "That's the idea that we Qiqige came up with, not only there are sheep riding competitions, but also bull riding competitions, six to eight year old children race sheep, whoever reaches the finish line first wins, nine to twelve years old race bull riding, to perform tricks on the back of the ox, the most applause is the little warrior of the grassland." ”

Bao'er was not timid, slipped out of Qing'er's arms, ran to the Great Khan, pointed to the front of the viewing platform and said, "Uncle Beard, I also want to race sheep, just like those brothers and sisters." ”

It turned out that eight children rode a snow-white ram and performed in front of the viewing platform, they held the horns of the sheep with both hands, commanded the ram to come to the viewing platform, and turned around in unison. ”

The onlookers absentmindedly glanced at the girls who gathered in groups of three or five, and they all showed off their branches, which were more beautiful than the Gesang flowers on the grassland.

Qing'er sighed: "No wonder they say that young people here talk about love, most of them are out of love at first sight, so many beautiful girls, they don't start with pleasing to the eye, and then step by step into the girl's tent."

Suddenly seeing Chen Jinpeng and Xiao Qiao girl also watching the sheep race performance in the crowd, Qingwen said angrily: "Xiao Qiao's girl is really a water-based Yanghua, and she was still talking about your brother-in-law when she set off from the capital. ”

"Puff ......" Qing'er couldn't help laughing, but in her heart she felt sorry for the girls who were slaves, they lived in the courtyard of the deep house, and except for the male owner, they rarely had access to excellent men, so that they had no chance to chase or win love...... (To be continued.) )