The fine silver bells rang suddenly, rippling under the night sky with the autumn breeze of the night, and next to the bonfire, like a naughty elf, looming, but never extinction.

As the silver bell became more and more pleasant and clear, the laughing men stopped laughing, the drinking man put down the bowl, and the man who spoke remained silent, all eyes wandering, looking for the source of the sound.

Finally, a figure appeared from the darkness under the light of the campfire, the white robe fluttering with the autumn wind, and the braids fluttering with the rhythm of the master.

She stretched her soft limbs and shook her arms, and the silver bells on her wrists were shaken into a series of clear rhythms, and she floated to this monotonous but crisp beat.

The campfire was completely silent, and only the melodious silver bells kept ringing.

"Dadar is really ...... Immortal God...... "The rude brother woke up at this time, looking left and right, where can I still find my sister around? Looking back at Xiang Zhongzhong, no matter how careless and bold he is, his heart is also inexplicable, and the treasures of the Kerebu are probably not saved......

The dancers who had come to the campfire seemed to be light and weightless, and their limbs stretched softly, gracefully like the spirits of heaven descending to the mortal world, but they seemed to be about to rise to the sky at any moment, empty and go straight up, and return to the realm of the gods.

Zhao Shi squinted his eyes, the scene seemed familiar, the Mongolian goose dance, without modification, natural, improvised and danced, but also appeared innocent, primitive and clumsy.

The arms are shaking, like geese flapping their wings to fly, flexible with indescribable strength, and the silver bell bursts out a series of crisp notes with the dance of the arms.

The light seemed to be attracted to her alone, and the moonlight fell on her body, so that the ordinary white robe on her body was gilded with a layer of silver glow, and the light of the bonfire also fell on her alone. It was as if the flames were beating happily with her.

The silver bell slammed for a moment, and then became anxious, and as her body rotated, it became one, and it didn't stop for a moment. The geese finally flapped their wings. Soar into the sky.

Zhao Shi knew that when the spin ended, this unique dance would come to an end. Somewhat short, but impressive, the Mongols deserve to be called a people who can sing and dance.

His eyesight was good, and he could see the face under the braid very clearly, and. I also know that those beautiful eyes have never left my direction, maybe they are on me.

He doesn't feel much uncomfortable, the grassland is always respected by the strong, and women especially admire heroes, and he, regardless of his status or his own bravery, no one can compare here, and nothing can attract the attention of grassland women more than this......

It's not self-inflicted. This is a kind of self-confidence to the bones, his mentality, has long been very different from when he came to the grassland, if he was the current one, maybe he would directly take Qin Qihai back to Daqin. Where is she still looking for thousands of miles?

For such a flying Yanfu, I am afraid that many men will be happy, and then deceive themselves and love each other. You have to get to the point where you can't get married, and then you can barely achieve good things.

But where does he care so much. At the beginning, there were several wives and concubines in the family, and Fan Rou was engaged to marry since childhood.

Xihong was given to him by Emperor Jing as a maid, and later became his concubine, Li Jinhua needless to say, it was his daughter-in-law who asked for it himself.

Seed Qi Niang married into the house, with a strong political marriage, her father and brother, can help, the family gate, and he is getting closer and closer, it is mostly the effect of this marriage.

As for Qin Qihai, it was a coincidence, if it weren't for the Tatar civil strife, it is estimated that this princess of Wang Gubu would be interested in him, and she would not have traveled thousands of mountains and rivers to Daqin to find him.

Between them, when they meet, it is difficult to distinguish friend from foe......

The woman in the princess's mansion is noble, her face is coquettish, and she is full of affection, but in the end, she still has a long-term relationship.

He can't be said to be a merciless person, but he really doesn't have much pursuit of women......

For example, now, he is just thinking about the feasibility of marrying with the Kereh tribe, and the news of Mu Huali has not yet returned, if the Kereh tribe really takes refuge in the Mongolian tribes, the marriage with the Kereh tribe is not necessary, as for marrying a woman, it can make the Kereh change his mind or be suspicious of the eloquent Temujin, don't even think about it.

Therefore, this beautiful dance, in his eyes, has lost its due color, and has been replaced by cold interests, whether it is the elegant and quiet music in the Qinglou at the beginning, or the many flowers in the house, can not shake his heart.

No matter how beautiful the night of the grassland is, it is not as beautiful as the prosperous scene of Chang'an at night, and the water of the grassland is sweet, and it is not as cool and comfortable as a cup of tea in the princess's mansion on the shore of Chengen Lake......

Such a person undoubtedly spoiled the scenery, and even more failed the meticulous preparation of the grassland girl.

But the sound of the silver bell did not stop as Zhao Shi expected, the vigorous rotation slowly eased, the girl's dancing posture changed, her arms were raised high, and there was a crisp sound above her head, and she stepped lightly, and then between the dances, the sound of high-fives continued, and the feet were kicked, and the body was slightly bent, as if to be respectful.

With the change of dance, the silver bell became more crisp and loud, and the sound of high-fives, there was a strong sense of thrift, this is the real dance on the grassland, spewing enthusiasm and unrestrained, the dancer's eyes are fixed here, has not left, the eyes gradually seem to have a flame beating, full of scorching heat and desire.

Anyone who has seen the grassland dance will understand that this is an invitation to dance, and the men have not moved, most of them because they are ashamed of their appearance, or because they are self-conscious.

But it was not only the men present, but also the noble ladies who had long regretted not having the courage to dance in front of that noble person, but now they were all eager to try.

As the silver bell and applause became more and more urgent, it seemed to express the impatience of the owner and the pride that could not be refused.

A Tatar girl finally couldn't bear it, stood up, clapped her hands in response, and walked into the field with cheerful steps, one by two, and the nobles stood up one after another, and joined in.

After a few moments, there were many lively and beautiful figures around the campfire, stretching their waists and integrating their enthusiasm into the dance, they held hands and whirled around the campfire.

A loud and long singing voice sounded at this time.

"The blue sky, the boundless at a glance, the white clouds, floating overhead, the winding river, flowing with sweet milk, the beautiful grassland, giving birth to the daughter of the immortal sky......"

"We ride on horses and gallop with pleasure, but we cannot keep up with you, we open our bows and arrows, and shoot the fire of passion, but we cannot penetrate your heart, O mighty warrior, please stop in your footsteps, let me follow you, open your arms, let me snuggle up on your breast......"

"My sweetheart, please don't leave again, I will give everything I have for you, just to leave you in my tent......"

Singing a love song, a moment will definitely offer wine, to whomever is her sweetheart, the men immediately burst into laughter, some are eager to try, want to win the heart of this steppe elf, and some are smart, from time to time look at the most honorable person, thinking, this night, in the tent of this noble general, must not be too lonely......

"What is she singing, what is she singing......" The kind of Qi Niang in regret gritted her teeth, and saw that the fast and clever guy next to her who was said to be learning Hu Yu was staring at the vixens dancing in the field stupidly at this time, and she didn't know how to answer her own questions, and she was even more angry......

gave him a punch, and with a muffled bang, he was knocked unconscious, and said hatefully: "Go and dream of you, bastard man......"

"You know how to attract bees and butterflies...... The little fox ......" muttered in pieces, slowly returned to his husband, and stabbed Zhao Shi's waist and eyes fiercely.

Zhao Shi's whole body is really like steel and iron now, and when he turned around casually, he saw his wife grinning with bared teeth, obviously hurting his fingers.

couldn't help but smile, took her hand and rubbed it and asked, "What for?" ”

Chong Qi Niang glanced at her husband angrily, pouted and asked, "Is it good?" What is this woman singing? ”

Zhao Shi smiled, among his several wives and concubines, she is so good at making a small temperament, Fan Rouer is serious and generous, always afraid that others will say that she is not like a wife, Li Jinhua is mature and steady, Qin Qihai is very aggressive, the popularity is the best, cherish the red and gentle as water, Princess Jingjia looks graceful and luxurious, but in private she is enthusiastic.

Only the kind of Qi Niang, who was born in a family, is more like Qin Chuan's daughter, with a bit of a pungent temperament, but she often grasps it well without being too measured, and it will not annoy people, but it will become the interest of the husband and wife.

Speaking of which, over the years, she has been away all the year round, and she is really her, and she is the one who follows her the most......

Seeing her jealous appearance, I couldn't help but feel a little guilty in my heart, and smiled: "Don't worry about her, the matter hasn't been decided yet, let's not make that ...... heart."

Listening to her husband's clumsy comfort, Chong Qi Niang's anger suddenly disappeared, and she burst out with a snort, raised her head, with Zhao Shi's common cunning in her eyes, "It's you......, husband, who should be troubled."

(Monthly pass, monthly pass, it's the last day, comrades, work harder, let Ah Cao rush into the top ten, can it be done in one fell swoop...... ）

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