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The vast night sky is endless, the clouds are slightly wiped, and the white veil is light, as if the curtain is gradually opening on the stage of the eternal drama of endless celestial bodies. The cold silver glow of the bright moon overflowed the entire heavens, and the entire earth was immersed in the harmonics of the moonlight.

In a wide flat field in the center of the place where the Pedora tribe lived, a raging flame rose in the night sky like a torch from the sky.

Liaodong is bitterly cold, and it will generally snow and ice in October, and when the Pedoro tribe enters the season of cat winter. Therefore, in September, it is the last time for them to enjoy the outdoor life. Every September, when the pasture for the livestock is prepared for the winter, the Pedoro tribe holds a meeting of the pickers. Of course, this festival is not limited to the festival of boys and girls, but the day of the carnival of the entire Pedoro tribe.

On the venue of the Lang Picking Conference, countless boys and girls held hands and sang and danced happily around the red bonfire. The red light of the fire reflected the faces of everyone around the huge fire, giving everyone a healthy red on their faces. Mars flew in the air, like fireflies flying in the sky, casting a layer of mystery on the night of the grassland.

Zhong Hao, Jiang Yuhan, and Shen Qianqian sat on a small table next to them, and in front of each of them were a large piece of roasted fat and tender mutton, as well as smoked beef jerky, as well as cheese, milk gnocchi, milk tofu and other dairy products, and of course, wine.

Zhong Hao was gently cutting the mutton with a knife, picking up a piece of salt from time to time and wiping the salt bowl, stuffing it into his mouth and chewing it slowly. This salt bowl is made of salt rock, specially used to eat meat, cut meat on the top, there is a salt taste, but it is very convenient.

Zhong Hao looked at the happy crowd, ate a mouthful of fatty meat, and drank a sip of soju, but he was at ease. It's just that in this happy season, some miss Fu Ruozhu, originally he thought that the errand to Dengzhou would be over soon, but he didn't expect the Goryeo envoy to come for a long time, and now because of the changes in the tide gang and delayed going back, this farewell for more than three months, Zhong Hao is a little lonely.

Jiang Yuhan and Shen Qianqian didn't eat meat, they just gently sipped the sweet wine in their cups and looked at the happy crowd beside the huge fire. This sweet wine was brewed by the Jurchens themselves, specially for women to drink, and it tasted good, and the two girls liked it very much.

But although Jiang Yuhan and Shen Qianqian looked at the happy crowd in front of them, their minds were not on this, they seemed to be thinking about something, some were absent-minded, and maybe they were a little concerned about the Haichao Gang.

Pedoro is very busy today, there are many things that need to be handled by him personally, and the annual meeting of the Lang is the most important and grandest festival of Pedoro.

After Pei Duoluo hurriedly settled Zhong Hao and Jiang Yuhan, he went to work.

As for Leader He and the few Haichao Gang members he brought, they had already run to the crowd of people singing and dancing and danced joyfully. Although Leader He led them to dance extremely ugly, they themselves enjoyed it.

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Yue'er quietly ran high, and the happy people were jumping.

Pedolo got up, stood on a small high platform, and said loudly, "Tonight is our tribe's annual meeting of the Lang Lang. My warriors, I wish you good luck today, and show your courage and strength in front of your beloved girl, and I hope that each of you will be favored by your beloved girl. Are you ready, my warriors? ”

A large group of men from the Pedora tribe slammed into it.

Pedoro said loudly: "Sons of Pedoro, go and prepare your war horses, and the sheep hunting contest will start soon." ”

When Zhong Hao heard that he was going to carry out the most exciting project tonight, he couldn't help but be interested.

Sheep Hunting, a contest of riding, strength and courage.

This ancient competition has endured among the nomads for a long time, and it still survives until the era in which Zhong Hao lived in later generations, which shows its great charm.

In fact, the Jurchens are not strictly speaking nomads, but should be regarded as fishing and hunting people. Like the mature Jurchen, the two modes of survival coexisted in fishing, hunting and farming, while the Jurchen mostly relied on hunting for a living! However, with the fall of the Bohai Kingdom, the Jurchens have now been ruled by the Khitan for decades, and they have obviously accepted many things from the Khitan.

Pei Duoluo invited Zhong Hao to participate as well, but Zhong Hao declined. Although his riding skills are passable, there is still a big gap between him and these men who live on horses and graze all the year round in the Pedora Department, and to participate in such a fierce sheep holding competition is only to add to the joke, so he resolutely refuses.

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Soon, the men of the Pedoro Department were ready.

With the sound of neat drums, the sheep holding contest began!

Pedolo personally placed the carcass of a blue-gray mountain sheep that had been slaughtered and gutted and placed in the center of the field. Riders from all walks of life lined up in two lines, majestic and high-spirited, ready to go.

At the command of Pedolo, the valiant Jurchen rider galloped out and circled the field, and in an instant, the horses snorted their noses, stood upright, and threw themselves violently towards the center of the field....

A thrilling sheep hunting contest began. The leading Jurchen rider quickly bit the whip in his mouth, threw off the reins of the saddle with both hands, jumped and grabbed the carcass of the sheep, and the arrows rushed out of the crowd, destroying the horse and galloping towards the target, while the rest of the Jurchen riders quickly whipped their horses and hurried in pursuit, and the onlookers cheered and cheered. The latecomers chased after him, grabbed one end of the sheep carcass, and fought hard, sometimes several people held each other, difficult to solve, and sometimes one person snatched it and fell off the opponent.

In this way, you fight, I take it, many Jurchen riders are fighting, and the heroic horses are cheering, not showing weakness to each other, and not giving in to each other. While holding and running, until the fur on the carcass of the sheep is stripped of the fur, a red-faced man who finally got it in his hand, carrying the carcass of the sheep, circling the destination, and then flying back to the crowd, the man put the carcass of the sheep in its place, he is the real victor. This victory was achieved with strength and speed, and all the people of the Pedoro tribe who were watching applauded and were convinced.

The last person to catch the sheep was a Jurchen warrior named Xie Ri Tamu, who was personally given wine by Pedoro and personally named Pedoro the First Warrior. Of course, he also received the most attention from the girls tonight.

The reason why the Picker Conference of the Pedoro tribe has become the favorite day of the boys and girls is because today it is a marriage that you want to marry, and even the parents have no right to object, so this Picker Conference has become the best time for the boys and girls of the Pedoro tribe to express their love.

Xie Ri Damu was put on his neck with more than a dozen wreaths at once, these wreaths represented the love of those girls, but Xie Ri Damu could only choose one tonight and take it back to the yurt. Although polygamy is not forbidden, only one lover is allowed to be selected at the annual meeting of the Lang Picker, which is the case for men and women. Of course, if he has two women in the picture, he can only pick one this year, and he will pick it again at next year's conference.

The man who did not receive the wreath that his beloved woman expressed his love for himself was troubled, and it was also troubled that day Tamu received more than a dozen wreaths at the same time, because he didn't know how to pick it now.

But fortunately, he still has the opportunity to examine his own women, because girls also have the opportunity to express themselves.

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The cheerful drums sounded, and a large group of brightly dressed Jurchen girls danced and sang. For Zhong Hao, who is accustomed to seeing the dances of the Central Plains, he found that the customs of these Jurchen girls' dances are very different from those of the Central Plains girls, and they are more wild and energetic than the Central Plains girls.

On the night of late autumn, the weather is already quite cool, but they are only wearing short vest-style tops, and when they raise their hands to dance, their clothes are lifted, revealing a toned and round small waist, and a small tube skirt with horizontal stripes tied under the waist, Zhong Hao's eyes are a pair of round and strong thighs, and the complexion of those thighs is wheat-colored, healthy, sexy, and hot.

The bodies of these girls are very well-proportioned and fit, but Zhong Hao found that a tall girl in the middle was the most handsome, with a pointed chin, a straight nose, some upturned lips, a row of snow-white teeth when she smiled, a very chic blue and white cloth cloth and the silver ornament she wore around her neck, jumping happily with her dancing movements, showing her smile and her beauty, simple and natural, full of healthy vitality.

This girl Zhong Hao knows, she is the youngest daughter of Pedoro, named Mallena, and she can also speak Chinese. A few days ago, Pei Duoluo sent her to visit Jiang Yuhan several times for herself.

Zhong Hao has also met her a few times, chatted with her a few times, and what he saw on weekdays was a delicate little girl, but he didn't expect to dance so generously and energetically today.

The exotic dance is very appealing. From time to time, they waved their hands back and forth, their soft waists moving like horses galloping on the grassland, the joyful drums turned into the sound of brisk horses' hooves, and a pair of leather boots on their smooth and soft calves also moved rhythmically.

Sometimes, they bend their wrists and swing their arms, like swans out of the water, graceful, with the pretty facial features, charming eyes, obviously a girl full of youth and natural vitality, but it gives people a sense of seduction, and they try to show their charm to their lovers. The dancing girls, raising their hands and feet, singing and dancing, advancing and retreating, are very beautiful.

When those men from the Pedora Department saw the beautiful martial arts of these girls, they couldn't help but see a lot of their eyes straight, uh...... As for the few who didn't look straight, they were all looking around for their beloved targets.

Zhong Hao looked at this dance full of alien customs, and couldn't help but be a little admired, and couldn't help but have a few more glasses, and soon his eyes were slightly foggy.

At this time, the dance of the maidens ended, and the teenagers of the Pedoro tribe flocked to their beloved goal. The girls who didn't pick a lover also held their wreaths and were looking for a target.

That day, Taki had already picked his target, and it was a beautiful and tall girl who danced very well. As for the other wreaths, he could only return them to the girls that day. Of course, the girls were inevitably disappointed and sad, a few left with their wreaths, and a few continued to look for a partner.

The young men and girls who have found a happy lover have to gather together to talk and laugh; If you have it, you will hold hands and hide in the corner; Some of them have left hand in hand and run back to their yurts. As for what to do back to the yurt, it goes without saying! Today is the carnival festival of the Pedolo tribe, and it will not be laughed at to going to the yurt to do such a thing.

Zhong Hao saw that tonight's party was coming to an end, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Jiang Yuhan and Shen Qianqian, planning to go back with them.

Just as Zhong Hao was turning his head to look at Jiang Yuhan, a beautiful wreath was accurately placed around his neck.

Zhong Hao couldn't help snickering when he saw Shen Qianqian, and hurriedly turned around to look at the owner of the wreath--- a little girl with a handsome face, big eyes, and pointed chin, who was standing in front of him with a little shyness, it was Pedoro's youngest daughter Mallena.

Zhong Hao couldn't help but be a little at a loss, and said with a bit of a stammer: "That...... Sister Mallena, the ...... This is ......" Zhong Hao didn't know what he was going to say, and the usual wits were gone at this time.

Mallena was also shy, but she still said in a playful voice: "I chose you to be my lover tonight!" "As soon as Mallena saw Zhong Hao, she was attracted by his literati temperament that was different from that of the Jurchen man. Although most of the Jurchen girls worship heroes, Mallena likes Zhong Hao's literati temperament very much. Originally, she didn't plan to come to the Lang Picking Conference tonight, but when she heard that Zhong Hao was also coming to participate in the Lang Picking Conference, she changed her mind.

Shen Qianqian chuckled lightly, and said to Zhong Hao: "Senior brother is so beautiful, accept it, Sister Mallena is the flower of the tribe of the Pedoro tribe!" ”

Jiang Yuhan stared at Zhong Hao, and when she watched Mallena put her wreath around Zhong Hao's neck, she couldn't help but feel some strange feelings in her heart. This feeling began to appear when Zhong Hao saw her body, and it was a little fermented when she knew that Zhong Hao was sucking out the snake venom on her shoulder for her, and today this strange feeling was very strong. In her heart, she seemed to be expecting Zhong Hao to reject Mallena.

Zhong Hao couldn't help but be even more at a loss when he heard Mallena say that he chose himself as his lover, and Zhong Hao said with a little stuttering: "That, Sister Mallena, uh...... I'm not here to pick up some kind of conference, that, what, alas...... I'm here to see the fun. Also, what is that, I'm already married"! Zhong Hao was a little incoherent and extremely laborious to finish what he wanted to say.