I was sitting at the door waiting for them to dress up, and a man on horseback who passed by our tent looked down at me, "You are from the Southern Wei Dynasty?" ”

His Southern Wei dialect is not good, his hair is shaved so that only the middle is left, and I finally can't hold back the ridicule in the face of this funny loser, and the handful of hair on that head inexplicably reminds me of the feather duster in the hands of the people of Heyi Palace.

"Yes, you are?"

"Hikari Agaping."

"What?" I don't understand his words, this man has a big tongue.

Zhu Dong ran out and called me, "Arrogant, do you see my blue-brown waist seal?" ”

"What's your name?" He pointed at Zhu Dong with a horsewhip and asked, those brown eyes were shining by the deerskin lamp in front of our tent, and there was more playfulness in the eyes that looked at Zhu Dong.

Zhu Dong ignored this person, "Didn't you say that you would put it in the box for me yesterday?" ”

I remembered, "In a dark wooden box in the back." ”

Zhu Dong lifted the curtain and walked in to see without looking at this person, his eyes followed her back and broke into our tent, I blocked his view, "The girls are changing clothes, you shouldn't stop here." ”

His whip was pressed against my shoulder, "Little girl, don't look me in the eye when you speak." ”

Boduan Ge said that the steppe people did not allow them to look into their eyes only when they looked at slaves, and this arrogant bastard put me in the slave category.

I took a few steps back, who rarely looked at his eyes, Boduange's amber eyes were better, I heard that some people had turquoise eyes, and laughed like a lake, much more than the eyes of their Donghu people.

"Pride, come in." Your Highness called me.

"I will not accompany you." I made a Southern Wei ceremony.

There were many girls dancing by the fire, and I saw that their plump tops were like ripe fruit in the firelight, and when I asked, I learned that the oldest of them was only seventeen years old, and the youngest was the little girl named Landa who was only thirteen years old, and they were twelve years old to marry people, and I had not yet had menarche when I was twelve years old.

Those fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls pulled up His Royal Highness and Jimo Yi to dance with them, I think it is really rude to lose Wei, our princess of the Southern Wei Dynasty came here, and their Mo Heduo has never summoned His Highness.

But when I saw their simple folk customs, I vaguely thought that this kind of tribal way was the governance of the avenue, and there were no rules and regulations.

In Lost Wei, the woman who watched the lamb at night could tease a few words of Mo Heduo, she helped me get goat's milk and teased that Mo Heduo's wife was like a wolf at night, which made Mo Heduo's complexion more and more bad, after saying that, a lot of people laughed, I had never heard a woman talk about other people's sex directly, and suddenly I was so ashamed that I wanted to get into the sheepfold.

I also danced with them, and someone called my name behind me, "Ji Mo Jiao." ”

"You're there too?" I asked Boduang.

He danced with his friends, and there were so many people here that I didn't realize them until now, men and women dancing back and forth with their arms on their shoulders, and I could see, "What kind of dance is that?" ”

Zhu Dong grabbed my arm, "Don't always ask what this is and what it is, spoil the fun, let's dance together." ”

After dancing frantically for about an hour, the people on our side sat down to rest for a while, and suddenly someone in the crowd asked, "You don't have such a dance in Southern Wei, right?" ”

I just want to refute that our Southern Wei Dynasty has falling flower dance, cold blue lonely smoke, fighting hundred flowers, and willow waist light......

His Highness held my hand and said, "We have been living in the tribe for some time, so I ask you to take care of it. ”

"Don't talk about those high-sounding ones, come and dance!" "There wasn't a single girl in our tribe who couldn't dance. ”

Her Royal Highness blushed, she was a princess of a country, and she was naturally unwilling to put down her body to dance for these people, that is, Mo Yi took over and said: "The dance of our Southern Wei Dynasty is different from your dance here. ”

"Tell me about the difference?"

"The dance of the Southern Wei Dynasty pays attention to rhyme and spirit, and you dance here with speed and strength." Ji Mo Yi said.

She sat up from the ground and threw her coat to me, I had never seen Jimo Yi dance, and I was looking forward to it, I knew that Princess Jinglu was as good at dancing as her mother, and I had seen her dance one by one, so I didn't care if she was willing to dance, what kind of dance would people like Jimo Yi dance was more curious.

She paced in front of everyone, "It's just that your horse-head qin can't play the hip-flat tune of the Southern Wei Dynasty." ”

As he was talking, a person came out with a, and Landa smiled, "Chengge is here." ”

The girls shouted excitedly, Zhu Dong told me last night that only places like the Southern Wei and Northern Qi Dynasty favor feminine men, like the Lost Wei and Karasuma tribes, and people only like strong men on horseback, that is the real man.

"How about I come to accompaniment?" The rain master asked in a singing voice.

"Can you play the next section of Xuesu in the next section?" Jimo asked him.

"Is it White Dance?"

"Exactly."

I couldn't understand a word of what the two of them said, and Bo Duange explained when he saw that I was confused, "This is the folk dance of the Southern Wei Dynasty, including Chunbai, Xiabai, and Qiubai—"

"Stop! I don't understand it anyway. I hurriedly interrupted him.

"Are you really from the Southern Wei Dynasty?" He was puzzled.

I said, "I've only seen the court dance of the Southern Wei Dynasty." ”

Zhu Dong asked me with a smile, "Look, are Master Yu Chengge and Sister Yi talented and beautiful, made in heaven?" ”

I admit that these two men are not at all laymen like us, and I recite the poem that Boduanger said, "Look back and turn your sleeves to secretly urge the strings......

"How do you know so much?" I asked him.

He leaned on his height and pressed my head to show me, "Here we go." ”

The rain master rides the song of Xiao Chang and a horizontal, and all around are quiet, like an eagle and a bird singing.

That is, the ink is kneeling and sitting, with a small roar, bending over like a koi fish waving its wings to make a splash, and this begins.

The sound of the wind on the grassland should be the sound of Xiao, I have never heard such a sad music, he closed his eyes, the sound of Xiao came in waves, I have never liked this kind of mournful sound, I heard my heart hairy. When she was seven or eight years old, she saw that Du Liangren in the palace was sick and died, and the palace people saw her off.

Wonderful Dance Divine Comedy, the two cooperated very tacitly, and at the end of the dance, all the people present were amazed, and I turned around and asked Zhu Dong, "What about Your Highness?" ”

"I said I was unwell, and I went back to rest."

Jimo is out of the limelight, His Royal Highness should not like it, these two people have never known each other, I have a hunch, the relationship between the two of them is far deeper than I imagined, sooner or later I have to figure out the cause and effect.

I didn't have time to think about the reason, my nose had been hooked up by a pot of meat, following the aroma, I walked to a large pot of mutton, there was a man stirring the meat in the pot with a big spoon, he saw that I was attracted by the aroma of meat, smiled and asked me, but unfortunately I didn't understand, not every person who lost Wei can speak Southern Wei dialect, I gradually accepted this matter.

"He asked you which part you like to eat?"

I heard Boduang and asked, "Why don't you dance with them?" ”

"When you're tired, find a quiet place to rest."

"I want to eat lamb shank."

"Okay."

He asked the man to give me the spoon.

"What are you giving me this for?"

"This sheep was newly killed during the day, and the meat is still fresh, so you can find the leg of lamb yourself."

"Is that okay? Impolite, right? ”

"Yes." He nodded.

"Is it cooked?" I asked as I fished the meat.

"It's been cooked for a long time, and it will be cooked in another quarter of an hour, and the people of Weiwei like to eat boiled meat, what about you Southern Wei people?"