"Yanbei Longyin is actually a story about Emperor Gao's mother, in other words, a legend about how Emperor Gao came to this world." Liao Jicang sat back in his chair and began his narration.

Hearing Emperor Gao's mother, He Nuo also became interested, pricked up his ears and listened carefully on the side, "He Family Tree" and "Jinyang Kun Yulu" He didn't know how many times he had copied it, but the strange thing is that it recorded that this legendary, and was posthumously called "Guangxian Zhenhua Yitian Shengwen Gao Empress", there was only an eight-word evaluation: "The heart of the house is quiet, and the virtue is Roujia", in addition, there is nothing else.

Fortunately, through the version of the chant and storytelling of later generations of bards, it is possible to piece together a basic vein, this woman whose specific surname is unknown has only one nickname A Wei, passed down to future generations, she suddenly left home when she was eighteen years old, it is said that she had a strange dream, guiding her all the way to the north, until the bitter cold land of Yanbei, and later here, she gave birth to Emperor Gao He Qianran, but many of the specific details seem to have been deliberately hidden.

As for what Ah Wei experienced in Yanbei back then, no one can say clearly.

But at this moment, Liao Jicang suddenly wanted to restore these details, which attracted He Nuo's great interest, you must know that Liao Jicang, as an imperial doctor, has a close connection with the royal family, and he knows much more about the secrets of the high-walled inner courtyard than ordinary people.

"When Ah Wei came to the Montar grassland in Yan Kingdom, and further north is the endless snow-capped mountains, she stayed in the Montar grassland for three days, during which she did three things."

Hearing this, not only Meng Yuxin, but even He Nuo was a little skeptical, Ah Wei's era has been separated by a hundred years from the present, why does Liao Jicang know these details so clearly, as if he witnessed it with his own eyes?

Liao Jicang didn't seem to see the puzzled eyes of the two, and continued to speak, "On the first day, Ah Wei bought nine horses, eight of which were pure white, and one was full of jujube red, which is not difficult to do in the Montar grassland, but the price is not cheap, Ah Wei did this, it took a whole day, and almost exhausted all his silver taels, but the next day, what Ah Wei did caused the disgust of many herdsmen. ”

Meng Yuxin sat up straight, not wanting to miss any detail, because he knew that everything Liao Jicang said now might be related to why the successive monarchs of the Jinyang Dynasty coincidentally died after nine years of reign.

The next day, Ah Wei killed all eight of the pure white horses, leaving only the red one. In the Montar grassland, the horse is almost the messenger of heaven, in the disaster year, many herdsmen would rather die of evil than slaughter the horse for meat, Ah Wei seems to have expected this, hiding in his rented tent, separated by a full nine layers of felt mattress, blocking the sound, and Ah Wei slaughtered the horse in a particularly cruel way, cut a shallow knife on the neck, and used a cowhide bag to catch its blood, and then slaughtered after the connection was full. ”

Meng Yuxin was also a horse lover, and when he heard this, he was dumbfounded.

In this way, Ah Wei took eight bags of horse blood, and then rode the maroon red horse, under the cover of night, all the way north, to the northern end of the Montar grassland. Liao Jicang's eyes were misty, as if he had experienced it himself, "Until noon on the third day, a herdsman entered the tent rented by Ah Wei, only to find a house full of blood and horse corpses, this matter quickly spread, and immediately dozens of herdsmen, spontaneously organized, under the leadership of a person named Yu Xiao in the lead, to track down Ah Wei, wanting to severely punish this crazy woman." Liao Jicang changed his tone and said, "And at this time, Ah Wei is doing the third thing at the northernmost point of the Montar grassland. ”

He Nuo's eyes widened when he heard this, because the first two things Ah Wei did were too unbelievable, which made him very curious about what the third thing Ah Wei did was.

Liao Jicang glanced at He Nuo and said, "The third thing Ah Wei did was to be there, sleeping all day!" ”

As soon as Liao Jicang's words fell, He Nuo felt amused, and secretly thought, "What did you do after sleeping all day?" ”

Liao Jicang didn't seem to pay attention to He Nuo's gaze, "When Yu Xiao took dozens of herdsmen to search for most of the day, at dusk, when he finally found Ah Wei, he found that she was lying in the northernmost part of the Montal grassland, naked and lying on the grassland under the snow mountain. Yu Xiao and the others were stunned, thinking that they had met the goddess, so they immediately knelt down and crawled forward, hoping to get the protection of the goddess. But at this time, Ah Wei suddenly stood up, still naked, and rode on the jujube red horse beside him, with the eight bags of horse blood hanging on it, and penetrated into the snowy mountain. ”

Speaking of this, Liao Jicang fell into a long pause.

Meng Yuxin waited for a long time, and finally asked, "What's next?" ”

Liao Jicang took a sip of tea lightly and said what happened next in one breath.

Later, after Yu Xiao and the others went back, they told the whole tribe about it, and more people came to the snow, wanting to pay homage to the goddess, but they found nothing, but they often heard the sound of the dragon chanting from the mountain, but the sound was obviously in the ears, but following the sound, they could not find the sound. It is also strange to say that the place where Ah Wei slaughtered the horse back then, did not dare to live anymore, and everyone built a sacrificial place under the leadership of Yu Xiao, and the annual pasture here is extraordinarily lush. ”

In this way, the sound of the dragon's chant in the snow-capped mountain never stopped, and people began to call this mountain Longyin Mountain, and three years passed like this. At this time, there was an old man surnamed Mu who was collecting medicine in the mountains, and found a little boy next to a snow lotus, his face was very calm in swaddling clothes, sucking his fingers, and after seeing the old man Mu, he actually grinned. ”

"Although Old Man Mu is still kind-hearted, but due to the pressure of life, his son and daughter-in-law died in the tribal war three years ago, he is just a medicine farmer, his life is not rich, and he has a granddaughter to raise, he hesitated for a while, he didn't want to take on the responsibility of raising this child, he took two steps forward, took out a cowhide bag, poured a mouthful of goat's milk into the child, sighed, and was about to leave."

But he had not gone far when he heard the sound of a dragon's groan, and when he turned around, he found that there was nothing, but the little boy was still in place, licking his lips, and seemed to be still savoring the sweetness of goat's milk.

Old man Mu was a little stunned, he remembered the legend about the goddess in the past three years, after all, the people in the grassland are more or less superstitious, he didn't dare to slack off, stepped forward and picked up the child, the little boy actually winked at Old Man Mu and grinned.

"Old man Mu had the intention of raising this child at this time, he looked carefully at the boy's swaddling clothes, and found that the belly pocket that the boy was wearing was embroidered with three words, 'He Qianran.' ”