"As long as you invest 10,000 yuan, you can be named a pavilion marquis." Huang Yang smiled: "It's really a clear price." ”

"It's all bought by rich people for bragging." Guo Shan said: "This kind of title is only sold to foreigners, and there is no territory or concession. Nothing but bragging about it. It is said that as long as you have enough money, it is not impossible to buy a royal lord. To tell you the truth, now the rich people in Bianjing and Luoyang, when a child is born, will go to the consulate of Liao to buy such a title to celebrate, so it is also called Xijue. After the death of the elderly in some families, in order to make the epitaph look better, the filial sons and grandsons of the family will also buy a knighthood. ”

"That's not interesting." Huang Yang said stupidly: "I thought there could really be a small fiefdom, riding a horse with a shotgun, leading Huang on the left, Qingcang on the right, and a brocade hat and ermine Qiu Qianji rolled Pinggang." Back at the castle, there were luminous cups filled with wine from Slavic maids, Kunlun slaves from black Africa to wash their game, bear's heads on the walls, tiger skins on the floor, lamb roasted in the fire......"

"This kind of life, unless you are a military nobleman of the Liao State, is it possible." An uncle next to him turned his head: "And at least if you have the rank of major general or above, otherwise your income can't support so many subordinates." ”

Cheng Qi looked at this bearded uncle, I don't know why, I feel that he is a little familiar, as if he has seen it - but it is not like this life, but a previous life - he looked at him suspiciously: "Dare to ask what this uncle is called?" ”

"The officer of the Guards under the Liao Emperor's throne, Aixin Jueluo Huang Taiji." The uncle smiled slightly, but Cheng Qi felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

Huang Taiji is actually a fat man, weighing at least one hundred and eighty pounds, with a big beard, more like a Mongolian tartar, rather than the kind of beautiful boy in a certain plane braid play. But after thinking about it, this is also reasonable, the ghost knows how many mouths the Liao people have. Cheng Qi finally remembered where he had seen this uncle, and it turned out that he had seen the true face of this executioner in a picture album published by the Shenyang Palace Museum.

Huang Yang looked Huang Taiji up and down, and suddenly clapped his hands and said: "My surname is Huang, and you are also surnamed Huang, this is still the Zong family." ”

Cheng Qilushan Waterfall Khan: "The surname is Aixin Jueluo, which is ...... Jurchens! It has nothing to do with you yellow. ”

Huang Taiji stroked his chest and laughed: "They are all a family, and our Jianzhou Jurchens are also of Yanhuang and Miao descent, just like the Haixi Jurchens and the Babu Jurchens, they are all descendants of China." ”

Cheng Qi rolled his eyes at him, thinking to himself, uncle, you don't think of yourself as a family in another plane. Fortunately, at this time, I remembered the sound of three military horns on the stage, and Huang Taiji said happily: "The performance is about to start." A few little Langjun, let's talk later. ”

It is also interesting to say that the Song people often despise their northern neighbor as a barbarian, but at the same time have to admit that this strong neighbor has the best attainments in the world. Whether it is the architectural art of the Khitan people, the dance art of the Mengwu people or the music of the Rosa people, for art lovers of the Song Kingdom, the ice and snow of the northern country is really too incredible.

The opening scene was first a war dance, in which several shirtless Mughal men jumped around on the stage, accompanied by the beat of war drums, and there was an extraordinary momentum. And the ensuing performance of the "Don River Cavalry" was even more unique, and I didn't expect the long saber to be so nimble in the hands of those black-haired, blue-eyed half-breed boys.

The wonderful dance was followed by a female solo, standing on the stage was a young woman of the Mugwu noble, her voice was like an eagle flying on the grassland, although Cheng Qi was sitting a little remote, but she could still hear her voice clearly, this voice was really heaven-shattering!

She first sang a song of Su Dongpo's "Da Jiangdong Go", which is widely loved by the Song people, and Huang Yang sighed: "I didn't expect a lady to be able to sing this song of Master Su so impassionedly, without any pink and rouge!" ”

Hearing his approval, Huang Taiji turned his head a little proudly, as if he wanted to say something, but he just blinked.

Then, again, the young lady, she sang a song from the prairie, but the instrumental music accompanying it was something special: an organ, a snare drum and several Western wind instruments, which was refreshing. Cheng Qi couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart, and said to Guo Shan: Is this the symphony of the Liao people?

Guo Shan did not make a sound, he had a very in-depth study of the dance art and theatrical performances of the Han people, but he was really a blind spot in the art of the northern country. But the kind-hearted Uncle Huang Taiji gave them a popular science: "These musical instruments were first obtained by our Western Liaoxi Expedition from the Eastern Roman Imperial Court - from the musical instruments to the servants. After hundreds of years of development, those Western musical instruments have become one with our lives. ”

After the end of the two solo songs, followed by a chorus of dozens of people, singing should be the military song of the Liao State, the first song sounds a little familiar, Huang Taiji said that this is the "Expeditionary Force Marshal Training Song" - Cheng Qi felt that he should be able to hum the tune, if you change the words, then it is "Three Disciplines and Eight Attentions".

Seeing that the beautiful young woman stepped down, Guo Shan, who was unrelenting, stabbed Cheng Qi: "Do you want to go backstage?" ”

Before Huang Yang could answer, his own family, Huang Taiji, spoke: "Do you want to go backstage to have a look?" I can take you there. ”

That's unbelievable. Guo Shan immediately agreed to come down in one bite. Although Cheng Qi didn't watch much braided plays, he also thought of the names of Huang Taiji's wives - he thought, it won't be such a coincidence. Huang Taiji of this plane did not become the lord of the Eight Banners, but he still married the noble relatives of the Mugwu?

Cheng Qi knew that in the world he came from, Huang Taiji had been dead for more than a year. In that plane, his favorite was the so-called Concubine Hai Lanzhu, and later the most famous was Concubine Zhuang Bumubutai (Empress Xiaozhuang), both of whom were daughters of the Mongolian Horqin Division. However, the Liao people in this plane also pay attention to the patriarchal system, so there should be no more bullshit incidents like uncles marrying nieces to continue the strings, right?

Thinking about it, Concubine Chen Hai Lanzhu and Concubine Zhuang Bumu Butai are both tiger and wolf years in their early thirties, maybe Brother Huang Taiji was sucked dry by that group of vicious Mongolian girls, and he was lucky not to marry so many daughters-in-law in this life, so he looks quite healthy.

While thinking about those indescribable things, Cheng Qi followed Brother Huang Taiji into the backstage - the so-called backstage was nothing more than an oversized spire tent.

From the outside, this is the style of the absolute steppe nomads, but when you open the curtain and enter, you will find that the inside is exactly the same as the palace of the Han people. It's just that all the support joints are all clever wooden wedge structures, which are easy to remove and move.

The inside of the tent is divided into small compartments by movable frames and tarpaulins. I can vaguely see the figures of some girls and young men who are changing clothes inside - although Guo Shan has the intention to compare the difference between the Da Liao girl and the Da Song girl, it is a pity that he has never found the opportunity.

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