Chapter 204: The Spring Festival
I don't know when incense was lit in the tent, the smell of incense was very choking, and Li Mu'er couldn't help but sneeze as soon as she came in. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The queen on the info couch was pale, holding her head in her hands and moaning constantly, and her uncomfortable appearance made Li Mu'er seem to be able to empathize with her.
The little shaman Chaolu stood in front of the couch and handed the decoction in his hand to Manduhai, who was already serving at the bedside.
But the Queen Mother had words in her mouth, and she refused to take medicine.
Qi Muge hurriedly stretched out his hand to take it, comforted her softly, and even said a few words of Chinese anxiously: "It's useful, how can it be useless?" ”
Several people finally coaxed and tricked the Queen Mother into taking the medicine, and Li Mu'er couldn't help, so she could only stand aside.
It wasn't until the sky was bright that the Queen Mother finally quieted down, and several people retreated in turn.
As soon as Li Mu'er came out of the camp, he asked Qi Muge: "Queen Mother, is this an old disease with a headache?" ”
"Yes," his wooden eyebrows were not yet stretched, "for so many years, over and over again, we don't know how many methods we have used, and they are always useful at the beginning, but they can't be cured." ”
As soon as the words were spoken, the two fell silent. After a while, Qimuge reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth, and said to Li Mu'er: "This night has not stopped, are you also tired?" Go back and get some sleep, and I'll call you again when it's time for lunch. ”
"Qi Muge," Li Mu'er grabbed her as she wanted to leave, and asked a question she had always wanted to ask, "You and I have a very shallow relationship, why are you so good to me?" ”
Qi Muge smiled knowingly, "I told you, I admire you." ”
Li Mu'er shook her head affirmatively, "That's not right. ”
"Heh," Qi Muge took her hand back, "because, I used to be like you." I lost all my family and was chased and wandered, but it was the Queen of Manduhai who saved me. Speaking of Manduhai, her eyes lit up, "You believe me, we can live well here." We won't be enemies of the Ming Dynasty, but we've just found a safe place to live, and there's nothing wrong with that. ”
Li Mu'er didn't speak. How can his wooden grid be compared with his own condition? She has been a female bachelor in the palace for a long time, and she has naturally heard of the relationship between Daming and Tatars, who are also enemies and friends. So she wasn't sure that maybe one day the two countries would fight each other, just as they had done with Warat. At that time, as a citizen of the Han Dynasty, how can they easily hover in the middle?
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Manduhai is really a kind and kind queen, and after a busy night, she still remembers to drain blood for Li Mu'er.
Li Mu'er woke up and came to her tent again, feeling different from yesterday.
She smiled: "We have a saying in the Central Plains, called 'don't fight, don't know each other', and it was really nice to fight side by side with Hartun last night!" ”
Although Manduhai didn't speak Chinese very well, he seemed to be able to guess what she meant, and the corners of his lips hooked slightly, and he said a long list of words to Muge and asked her to translate.
Qi Muge's eyes narrowed, patted Li Mu'er on the shoulder, and said: "There is also a Mongolian proverb, 'Those who have not tasted disaster do not know the feeling of salvation, and those who have not experienced danger do not know the grace of rescue.'" 'Last night, thank you for your help. ”
"It should be me who says thank you, my hands have also changed many methods of diagnosis and treatment, I didn't expect this little insect on the grassland to ......" Li Mu'er suddenly stopped when she said this, stared at the pinhole on her fingertips that had not disappeared and raised her eyebrows, a flash of inspiration, and said excitedly, "Hatun, have you ever tried the medical skills of the Central Plains?" Our acupuncture technique is suitable for treating the Queen Mother's condition of blocked veins and unbearable pain, and it may have miraculous results! ”
Qi Muge showed surprise on his face, and hurriedly told Manduhai, who was also very excited after hearing it, and asked her instead: "Where to find it?" ”
Naturally, I had to go to the Han people to find it.
After Manduhai asked, he seemed to quickly realize this, and immediately ordered someone to send an order to let the Mongolian people who were in the border exchange market inquire if there was a holy hand of acupuncture.
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The matter of seeking a doctor needs to wait for good news, and it seems that no one on the grassland cares about the Queen Mother's illness except for Manduhai and Qimuge.
Because they were busy with something more important, a sacrificial event that was extremely important to the Mongols, the Chagan Suluk Ceremony.
Chagan Suluk Ceremony, also known as the "Spring Festival". The Spring Festival is the most solemn annual festival at Genghis Khan's Mausoleum, which must be held at Genghis Khan's Mausoleum in Ordos. This also explains why Batu Mengke did not stay in the Tatar territory, but instead came to Monan, thousands of miles away.
Obviously, this spring festival is of great significance to Dayan Khan. Now that the Tatars have swept the Varat at the beginning of the year, the old traitorous forces like Yismain have also been dismantled one by one, and through this pilgrimage to worship the ancestors, Mandu Haiding is to re-establish the pure bloodline of Genghis Khan, and the sole ruling power of the Son Jin clan, showing the reunification of a new nomadic khanate after being reborn.
Li Mu'er naturally didn't participate, but just got a glimpse of the grand scene relayed by his wooden grid and the star-like spirit of Batu Mengke, so he speculated.
"This is equivalent to holding a supplementary enthronement ceremony for the Great Khan, thus ending the lawlessness of the tribes for nearly a hundred years, and allowing Genghis Khan to return to real power!"
Sure enough, her wooden grid was also in line with her thoughts. It's just that Qi Muge's words sound quite proud, but Li Mu'er is worried that the Tatar power is gradually becoming stronger, will it become the next Warat, and sooner or later it will start a war with the Ming Dynasty again?
She didn't tell Qi Muge this, and she didn't know if Qi Muge would feel more or less uncomfortable at that moment?
After the sacrifice is completed, a grand banquet is set up, and the three-day "Naadam" grand event can be described as a carnival.
The Mongols and the Ming Dynasty are different from each other in following the rules and emphasizing "enjoying with the people". When Li Mu'er was taken by Qimugela to watch the horse race, he saw Batu Mengke wrestling shirtless with a strong man in the Boke circle.
Qi Muge immediately became interested, and went in to shout "come on" for Batu Mengke.
Batumunk seemed to be able to distinguish her voice, and when he heard it, he turned his head and gave her a "look at me" look.
Bok, along with horseback riding and archery, is one of the most traditional Mongolian activities. Unbreakable, unbroken, and eternal, Li Mu'er has been idle these days, reading a lot of Mongolian books, and learning Mongolian language, so as to understand. The game was very exciting, and Li Muer couldn't help but be attracted to it, until someone suddenly patted her on the shoulder.
It's the little shaman Chaolu.
"Borrow a step to speak." The corners of his mouth twitched, and a small pear vortex actually appeared on his dark cheeks.
Li Mu'er suddenly remembered a friend, and the whirlpools on her cheeks when she laughed always made people feel good.
Glancing at Qimuge beside her, who had no time to take care of her, Li Mu'er silently withdrew from the crowd and followed Chaolu to a secluded corner.
"I've wanted to talk to you alone for a long time, what should I call you, maester?" (To be continued.) )