Chapter 6: Collision (Part 5)

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A group of people tossed and turned repeatedly on the viewing platform for such a long time. It has long attracted the attention of the people in the audience. Pushing each other. Whisper.

"What's going on. How wrestling matches don't start yet.."

"Who knows. It's like someone is stirring things up."

"What do you mean by spoiling the situation? Is it okay for people to show their noses in front of the county lord? Haven't you heard? This time Naadam. Originally, it was done to choose a son-in-law for His Royal Highness the County Lord."

"Yes. What's that called? Which drama has it been played? It seems to be called a martial arts competition. Right. It's a contest to recruit relatives."

The economic development of the grassland is much lagging behind that of the Central Plains. Electric lights are a new and noble thing that appeared with the arrival of Japanese consultants. It can only be seen from the mansion of a Japanese advisor. Radio is a top luxury. Except for a very small number of Maharaja Baylors. No one else can afford it. The local Mongolian herdsmen and Han and Korean farmers who came to reclaim the famine usually work at sunrise. The sun sets. Basically no entertainment. Only during the Spring Festival and some large-scale festivals. to see a few free sideshows. And this kind of acrobatic show performed by folk wandering artists. There is no artistic innovation at all. Most of them are deduced from storytelling jokes. Ever changing. It is also inseparable from traditional classics such as "The Legend of the Ringing Horse", "Yang Jiajiang", and "Water Margin". No matter which one it was born from. Tournament to recruit relatives. It is the most popular chapter of the people.

Connection. The people of all ethnic groups who gathered around the viewing platform "hulala" walked a large area. They are crowding in front of the newly opened venues. I'm afraid I won't be able to grab a good position if I go late. I can't see which teenager is the best player in the end.

The people near the viewing platform moved. Naturally, other people around who watch the excitement will also be affected. Some good guys are afraid that the world will not be chaotic. Not only did he hurry to the vicinity of the new venue. I can't forget to call my friends while running." Walk. Don't wait to see the wrestling. Every year, these people hold each other and fall. What can mean by winning or losing. Go over there to watch the tournament and recruit relatives. The little prince of Baiyin and the Wuliang Habel will all go down in person later. If you're late, you'll have to look at the back of someone's head."

"What do you say. The little prince and Baylor hugged and fell. How is this possible.. They're all gold." The companion who was called out couldn't believe it. While looking in the direction of the new field. while retorting loudly.

"The prince doesn't fall with Lord Belle. Do you still have a bitter hug with you? Tournament to recruit relatives. Tournament to recruit relatives. Even if you win. Do you have the face to propose to His Royal Highness the County Lord?"

"It's like you're taking advantage of me. Nor is it anyone. This year's dues will not be paid until the wool comes down." Teasing each other. The footsteps of the do-gooders are getting faster and faster. It's like a hundred cats are stuffed in my heart. Scratching from the inside out. (Note 1)

Most of the herders and farmers believed that the final victory belonged to the little prince Baiyin. After all, this man is young and golden. He is also quite handsome in appearance. And the lord of Siqin is a distant cousin and sister. Exactly in line with the drama singing those childhood sweethearts. A match made in heaven.

But. There is also a large group of people. Support other princes who came with the purpose of proposing. Baylor. Expect the latter to perform. Bring more surprises and talking points to everyone.

There are also very few spectators. is looking forward to killing a dark horse out of thin air. Stepping on the little prince of Baiyin, who has already been determined to win by His Royal Highness the county lord. Fall down the rest of the prince Baylor. In the end, he succeeded in holding the beauty. Such a result will make their hearts numb by life. Feel a little joy in the world. Such a result. can be compared with those legends that are repeatedly performed on the stage. so that they can be drunk after that. Involve yourself in the story. Just a few minutes of sweet dreams. Albeit. Although the hero who appeared in the dream on the colorful auspicious clouds could never be themselves.

With a variety of goals and expectations. The new arena was quickly overwhelmed by enthusiastic spectators. One after another, people who got the news crowded over. shouting loudly behind the backs of others; "Borrow light. Excuse me. I forgot to take the "Zhaodag" of my house Baylor. I've got to get him in there." (Note 2)

The audience standing in the front row was fooled. They all turned sideways to make way of a gap. When I saw that the latecomer didn't have any cowhide in his hand. Nor can it be possible to dress up with a Mongolian nobleman's personal entourage. Angry and waving the old fist. Pounding at the back of the "liar". The "crooks" who succeeded in their plots held their heads. Bow up. Put on a posture of being slaughtered. Continue to spell the name and squeeze further forward. Anyway, there is no injustice or enmity between each other. No one else can make a dead hand. The fist, which retains most of its strength, doesn't hurt much when it hits the back. Instead, it became the driving force for them to stride forward.

The chaos is going on. Suddenly I heard the sound of a bull's horn. Immediately after. More than a dozen flag-bearers held long wooden sticks to separate the crowd. Stand in a circle on the inside of the field. Push the audience who is too close to each other with a long wooden stick. Almost the site is cleared. Another trumpet sounded. The little prince Bai Yin is wearing a full set of glittering traditional wrestler costumes. The passage that branched out from the flagmen. Strode into the field.

"Okay."

"Come on. Little prince is doing well."

Cheers immediately poured out in the crowd. In an instant, all the surrounding noise was drowned out. Bai Yin himself brought the flag and his die-hard supporters among the people. They all tore their throats. Chant as much as you like.

The little prince Bai Yin clenched his fists and bowed his hands. The gold-plated copper nails on Zhaodage shine with the movements of their limbs. It sets off his teeth and lips red. The face is like a crown of jade. Many people saw it. began to be ashamed of himself. Not only did he not want to compete with him in public. I don't even have the heart to struggle in secret.

Wait for the cheers around to fade away. Bai Yin stood firm. "Today is my cousin's birthday. Far apart. There are quite a few heroes. My cousin is a woman. Although I have the heart to entertain everyone well. It's not so convenient after all. So I took the initiative to ask my cousin for an order. A special field was opened to accompany the distinguished guests to move their muscles."

"Okay."" Hahahaha". The cheers and laughter rang out again. Everybody knows. Bai Yin had the idea of making it difficult for other suitors to retreat. But the life on the prairie is straightforward. and worship heroes in their bones. No one felt that there was anything wrong with Bai Yin's behavior. On the contrary, he thinks that he does things above board. Give the rest of the suitors a fair chance to compete.

"Everyone, be quiet. Everyone, be quiet. Listen to me when I'm done." Bai Yin's arms are stretched out. Press down firmly. Silenced the cheers of the crowd." Since this venue is specially designed for guests who come from afar. I don't just let everyone participate casually. Of course. If anyone thinks they are great. The identity is worthy of our county lord. Why don't you come down and take a walk? But let's get to the ugly story first. If you are deliberately spoiling the game. It's not just that you can't get along with my white voice. Prince Hurahachi, Uliang Habel. And the envoy of the prince of Zagar. But they're all watching from the sidelines."

"Yes. The little prince is right. I want to end up. You have to weigh your own identity first." Bai Yin's entourage was the first to speak. Loudly cheer for their own proprietor.

The rest of the people who watched the excitement didn't have the intention of participating in person. Moreover, this involves the lifelong event of the Lord of Siqin. So although I think Bai Yin's words are a bit too rushed. No objections were raised.

No one has spoken out to refute their previous claims. Bai Yin smiled. Continued: "Other nonsense. I won't say more. The specific rules of our Mongolian wrestling. I guess you know better than I do. The only change is. We're not going to have a wrestling knockout system on this field today. It's about fighting in the ring. Guarded by one person. Others took turns to challenge. The winner continues to hold the fray. The loser comes down to be a spectator. Who stands in the field to the end. It doesn't matter who wins."

"Okay."

"Okay. Let's get started." The audience can't wait. Wave after wave of cheers.

Neither the Mongols nor the Han Chinese. North Korean. Just live on the prairie for a few years. All of them know the rules of Mongolian wrestling. Relative to other competitions. The rules of a traditional Mongolian wrestling event are very simple. All players will appear at the same time. Group in pairs. Catch and kill. Landing on any part of the ground above the knee is lost. The first round ends. Knock out half of the contestants. The winner then proceeds to group in pairs. Catch and kill. The winner stays. Loser Elimination. Such as the cycle. Until in the end, there were only two players left to fight against Bo. Compete for the final fruits of victory.

This type of competition is very confrontational. But it can't be completely copied to the ring. So. Only two players can be dispatched at a time. It can only be taken in the form of attacking and defending. to decide the winner. But the ring isn't entirely fair either. Soon. Someone found a vulnerability. Shouted: "What if someone keeps winning. You can't take turns on it. Give him a wheel fight... After all, as long as it's human. There will always be times when you get tired and lie down."

"That's a good question." Bai Yin hugged his fist at the place where the sound originated. as a token of gratitude." So I've just consulted with the other princes and the Baylors. Each person can be challenged by a maximum of three people at a time. Then you can step down and rest. When the second person to make a three-game winning streak appears. And rest for a stick of incense after a while. You can challenge the first person to win three in a row."

This method stands up to scrutiny. The audience nodded their heads. So some other flaws were raised. White tones or direct explanations. Or after discussing with Zhang Songling and others, find a solution that everyone agrees with. In the end, the person who asked the question has nothing to say.

All the details have been perfected. Bai Yin cleared his throat. Bow your hands again." Everyone actually knows it. All the ring matches. The one who goes out first will definitely suffer a small loss. But since I took the initiative to ask Ying to greet my cousin from afar. This is the first to end. I don't bother others. Xiao Wang, I am the first champion. Which brother is not convinced. Come down and give me advice."

The last half sentence. He puffed up his breath and shouted. It shook the ears of the listeners. Connection. All the noise disappeared without a trace. The eyes widened. Stood on tiptoe. Wait for the challenger to appear. It's less than five seconds before and after. There was already a hearty laugh outside the circle." Hahahaha. Since the one who goes first is likely to suffer. How embarrassed to let the prince of Baiyin eat alone. I'm here to stretch out my hand to you. You're just taking the opportunity to warm up."

It's interesting to listen to him. The crowd turned back. I saw a man wearing a bronze ornament nailed to the Zhaodage. Underneath is a pair of fat trousers embroidered with red flowers. Pedal on a pair of cowhide boots. Stride in. The exposed skin is covered with large and small scars. Illuminated by the midday sun. It looks very hideous.

Note 1: Membership fees. In the old days, people could not borrow money from banks. So it's a simple way to help each other. Knot. Let's pool a sum of money to the head of the meeting first. Then every year. Scrape together the same amount of money and give it to the next person. And so on and so forth. Until everybody's turn.

Note 2: Zhao Dage. Mongolian wrestling special kan shoulder. Made of cowhide. It is decorated with copper nails. It is convenient for the contestants to grasp the force. It also plays a certain protective role.

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