Chapter 202

The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, a lonely city and ten thousand mountains.

Why should Qiang Di complain about the willows, the spring breeze does not pass the jade gate.

The Tang Dynasty poet Wang Zhilian's "Liangzhou Ci" not only expresses his dissatisfaction with the incumbent's lack of care about the soldiers of the Biansai, but also describes the magnificent scenery of the Biansai, which has aroused the yearning of countless people for the ancient and magical legend of Yumen Pass.

In his previous life, Xiao Jinluo's father was a university professor who taught ancient Chinese history, and he was fascinated by traditional Chinese culture. So Xiao Jinluo can be said to have grown up with Tang poems on her back, and in order to let her recite these poems quickly, her father often taught Xiao Jinluo the artistic conception in the poems and his own understanding of the poems, regardless of whether Xiao Jinluo could understand it or not.

She remembered that when her father was teaching her the poem, it was sunset, and she stood by the window as he spoke. She didn't quite understand what he meant, but she still raised her head and looked at her father intently, the orange sun shining on his face, with his slightly excited language and a heroic and desolate look on his face, and her eyes looked far, far away. Xiao Jinluo's emotions were also unconsciously infected, and he could memorize this poem only once.

Standing in front of the stone monument of the Yumen Pass ruins, looking at the small square castle built of yellow clay on the Gobi Desert in front of him, Xiao Jinluo had these scenes in his mind. I didn't expect her to be standing here now.

"Luo'er!?"

"Huh?" Xiao Jinluo stared at Liu Haoran's ever-enlarging face in front of him, looking like he had just come back to his senses.

"Luo'er, does this stele have magical powers? Why are you like being dementored, standing here in a daze, calling you a few times and not responding! Liu Haoran turned around and walked to the stele from Xiao Jinluo's eyes, stroked the words on the stele with his hand, and said dissatisfiedly.

"I'm homesick!" Xiao Jinluo whispered!

"Huh? What did you say, little Luoer? Homesick? Is it that you're not happy with me? Liu Haoran said in surprise and sadness, surprised because he didn't expect Xiao Jinluo to have such deep feelings for the Xiao family in a year. The reason for his sadness is that he feels that the days with Xiao Jinluo are the happiest and happiest days, but Xiao Jinluo is not, otherwise how could he be homesick after only two days of coming out with him.

Looking at Liu Haoran's expression, Xiao Jinluo knew what he was thinking, but he couldn't explain it to him. So he pointed to the jade gate pass and said, "Let's go up and have a look!" ”

As he spoke, he took a step forward.

"Little Luo'er, wait for me!"

Out of DH City Airport, they took the Yeyue car directly, and after more than two hours of travel, they arrived at the first stop on their adventure road, Yumen Pass.

Yumen Pass is the pass that the ancient "Silk Road" north road must pass through. It is square, 24 meters long from east to west, 26.4 meters wide from north to south, 9.7 meters high in ruins, with an area of 663 square meters.

Xiao Jinluo entered through the north gate, and there was a wooden trestle at the door.

"Xiao Luo'er, do you know the origin of this jade gate?"

Liu Haoran followed Xiao Jinluo's side, and the mysterious Xiao Jinluo arrived. Of course, Xiao Jinluo knew very well, but looking at Liu Haoran's eyes that were so expectant, she said lightly that she didn't know.

"Want to know?"

Liu Haoran said with a bright smile.

Xiao Jinluo nodded.

According to legend, there is a country in the Western Regions, called Khotan, which is rich in "Hetian jade". After the Silk Road was unblocked, the king of Khotan sent officers and soldiers to escort and transport jade in exchange for a large amount of silk from the Central Plains Dynasty. But a strange thing happened, after the officers and soldiers escorted them several times, the camels carrying the jade foamed at the mouth and fell unconscious as soon as they entered the city. Luo'er, do you know what's going on? ”

"It's too hot, the camel is suffering from heat stroke?"

“…… Xiao Luo'er, would you like to take a snack? ”

"Oh, what's going on?"

"Hehe, okay, it seems that I also know things that Xiao Luo'er doesn't know!"

Xiao Jinluo said with a black line on his face.

Later, an old man who pulled a camel told the escort officer: "The camels are sick when they enter the customs because they have been transporting jade through this place for many years, but they have never paid homage to the gods." If I don't sacrifice again, I'm afraid that every time I transport jade in the future, camels will get sick." ”

"Superstition!"

"Little Luo'er, don't believe it. Later, the escort officer listened to the old man's words, used high-grade jade, and inlaid a circle on the gate of the Yumen Gate, and the building became brilliant. The camel plague was eliminated and arrived in Chang'an safely. Of course, because the city gate was built with a ring of shining jade, it was called Yumen Pass from then on. ”

"Hehe, it turns out that Yumen Pass is named like this!" Xiao Jinluo made a trance-like look.

In fact, these are all legends, and the origin of the name of Yumen Pass is closely because this is an important pass for transporting Hetian jade. It's just that people tend to give some mythological stories, which makes them more mysterious.

"It's so desolate!"

Liu Haoran, who was originally excited, suddenly became low in tone.

Xiao Jinluo is also in the same mood at the moment.

They stood side by side on the Chengguan Tower, and Xiao Jinluo raised his eyes and looked into the distance. Because it is still February, there is no greenery around, the ravines are vertical and horizontal, and the Great Wall is winding, and the beacons are standing. The wind blows the yellow sand and makes a whining sound. This situation and this scene really make people feel desolate.

"Luo'er, look, the film crew seems to be about to start recording the show, let's go down!"

Following the direction of Liu Haoran's finger, I saw that the stars were already wearing beautiful dresses and delicate makeup at the moment, and they listened carefully to the director's requirements. The weather in February, coupled with the blowing wind. Despite his thick clothes, Xiao Jinluo still felt cold. But for the sake of beauty and the effect of shooting, the stars are dressed thinly but they still have to fight their spirits.

People only see their glamorous side, but often ignore the hard work and dedication behind them.

But on the other hand, compared with the aura they have gained, these efforts should be and worth it.

Behind the director and the stars are tents set up by several teams of experts for everyone to rest and change their costumes.

All food, clothing, housing and transportation are in charge of special staff, but all technical work has to be carried out by a team of experts. Among the accompanying experts, there are those who are responsible for the weather, those who resist sudden natural disasters, those who are in medicine, those who are in temporary construction, and so on.

Their arrival brought some popularity and vitality to this desolate loess land.

"Okay, I'm a little tired too!"

Xiao Jinluo, who answered Liu Haoran, was about to withdraw his gaze, but was attracted by a standing figure.

(To be continued.) )