Ge Min stood with his hands in his hands, standing not far from the door of the Babao Teahouse, looking in the direction of the Vermilion Bird Gate.

He heard Le Lin's call, and immediately turned his head.

"An Guohou!"

Like a treasure, Ge Mincai's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth drooped by inertia, grinning an exaggerated arc, making the already high and convex cheekbones even more weird.

He smiled earnestly, "You're finally here!"

When Ge Min hurriedly stepped forward, Le Lin took a closer look and found that the skin on his cheeks had tiny scales due to dryness.

"Lord Ge, have you been standing here for a long time?" she blurted out.

Ge Mincai waved his hand, shook his head again and again, and said with a smile: "Soon, soon, what I have been waiting for, it will not be too long." ”

Lelin was even more inexplicable - wait, wait, who are you waiting for?

She looked in the direction he had just looked...... Newsroom?

"Are you waiting for Liu Ge Lao or Wen Shaobao? The editorial department will not start until the sixth day of the new year. Le Lin took it for granted, thinking that he was looking for someone from the editorial department, so he said apologetically: "The junior is really sorry, I forgot to order someone to post a notice and let Master Ge go for nothing." ”

"Ha, what am I going to do with them?"

Ge Min raised his eyebrows slightly, and sneered, faintly disdainful: "Besides, if I want to find them, I will visit them at the house, so why wait here." ”

Le Lin couldn't help but wonder, can "wait for the rabbit" be used like this?

She asked, "So, is Lord Ge waiting for ......?"

Ge Min bowed his hand to him and said solemnly: "I came to wait for An Guohou." Between the words, his expression was full of sincerity, and even a trace of unconcealed respect, not at all like the old man who sold the old when he first met.

"Wait for me?"

Le Lin frowned slightly, and felt even more puzzled in her heart. As the saying goes, there is nothing to do without going to the Three Treasures Palace. Could it be that Ge Min has something to do and needs his help?

However, she is a "Hou Ye" who is not in the stream, what can help him?

"Yes, it's a long story. Ge Mincai turned his head, glanced in the direction of the inner hall of the Babao Teahouse, and said with a smile: "The refreshments in the Jiuwen Peony Pavilion are a little more exquisite than those in the VIP hall of the Babao Teahouse...... Last time, I only cared about discussing and chatting with An Guohou, and I didn't have time to taste it. ”

Last time, they argued about the seven feelings, and they were willing to stop until Taishi Pang came forward to uphold justice, but at this moment, Ge Mincai said that it was just "talking and chatting".

Le Lin thought to herself, if he really wanted to help himself, it would not be easy. She thought about it again, Ge Min was a dignified waiter of the Ministry of Rites, and he was much older than herself, so she could pull down her face and smile softly at herself, a "yellow-haired boy", and speak well. If it's Wen Yanbo, don't ...... He probably would rather things go yellow, and he wouldn't pretend to be sorry for himself, right?

Those who can bend and stretch are also big husbands.

For a while, Le Lin didn't dare to underestimate Ge Mincai.

"It just so happens that there is a new pastry in the refreshment department," she stretched out her hand in the direction of the Peony Pavilion and said politely, "If Master Ge has some free time, the juniors are still counting on you to give some advice." ”

"Available, of course. ”

Ge Mincai nodded with a smile and followed Le Lin.

……

Liaoshangjing.

Xijing Road, Bai Dadan Department.

Snow.

Boundless white wilderness.

In the place where Tumote lived, there was a small leather tent, and there was a singing voice.

"Eilechuan, under the Yin Mountain, the sky is like a dome, covering the four wild ......"

Holding a big knife in his right hand, he neatly cut off the mutton in his hand, and cut the knife in his hand, cutting pieces one by one, while singing: "The sky is blue, the wilderness is vast, the wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep." ”

If it is spring and summer, Bai Dadanbu looks at the boundless green, when the wind blows, you can vaguely see the cows and sheep among the high and low grass, this song is very suitable for the scene.

At this moment, the cold wind outside the tent was whistling, but it was in stark contrast with the brisk song in his mouth.

He is only nine years old this year, and this is the song he is most familiar with.

However, where is the Eilecheon?

Where is the Yin Mountain mentioned in the song?

I don't know anything.

Even, he didn't sing this song in Xianbei language.

The song that his father taught him earlier was in Khitan.

More than a dozen miles away from the place where their tribe lived, there were several tents of the Song people, who had only arrived here a few years ago. They only bought furs, did not shepherd sheep or hunt, so they did not associate with the people of the Tumoth, but they were always at peace.

In the middle of summer this year, he was grazing cattle nearby, and he was riding on a cow and singing loudly the Khitan language "the sky is vast and the wilderness" taught by his father.

- "The Song of Ele?"

An old man of the Song dynasty was not far away, basking in the sun, pinching needles and threads, sewing a sheepskin cloak, listening to the detached singing, raising his head and asking in Khitan language.

Tuo Wei raised his eyebrows, surprised.

He heard his father say that those were Song people.

Although, he could not see any difference between them and his own people—the same black hair, black eyes, the same left round neck, narrow sleeves of the robe, and the lower body also wore trousers, the trouser legs tucked into the boots. Even the shirt worn under the robe is not much different.

The only difference is that the old man doesn't have hair. However, when he later met the old man's family, he found that the rest of them had hair, except for the old man.

Do the Song people also speak Khitan......

"What will you say about us?"

Blurted out.

"Not only can I speak, but I can also sing. ”

The old man stopped what he was doing, and wanted to amuse him, so he sang the song he had just sang.

Feeling amused, he turned over and got out of the cow, and ran up to the old man, and asked curiously, "Why do you sing this song?"

The old man saw that his little face was flushed, and he was not afraid of life, which was really cute, so he couldn't help but touch his little head, but immediately like an electric shock, he suddenly retracted his hand, and asked with a little panic: "According to your rules, you can't touch a child's head, right?"

"It's okay!" said Tuo Lang Lang: "I often sneak my little brother's brain, it's okay." ”

After thinking about it, he looked around again and whispered, "It's good not to let Daddy know." ”

"Hahahaha!"

The old man became more and more fond of this elven imp, and said with a smile: "My surname is Lin, you can call me Old Man Lin." ”

"Old man Lin," he asked without being polite to him, "How did you know this song?"

Old man Lin smiled: ""The Song of Eile" is one of the poems in "Yuefu Poems". ”

"What is the Yuefu Poems?"

Off-hook asked with a frown.

Old man Lin replied proudly: "It is a collection of songs and lyrics of our ancestors of the Song people. ”

"Impossible!" Tuo immediately denied unceremoniously: "My father said that the Song of the Muller is the song of our ancestors. ”

The Tumotha tribe is a branch of the Baidadan tribe, and it is said that the ancestors were of the Ele blood.

"Your ancestors were Xianbei?"

This time, it was Old Man Lin's turn to be surprised.

"What is a Xianbei person?"

The more I listened, the more confused I became.

"Xianbei people are ......"

……