"Genghis Khan is a hero of the whole world, the Ming Dynasty was also the territory of Mongolia, and the Mongols and Han people were originally a family. The Great Wall blocks the roads of the Ming Dynasty and Mongolia, but it can't prevent us from enjoying the same sky, every white cloud. Tengger is the Tengger of the Mongols and the Tengger of the Ming people.

I am Tengger's messenger, not only for the Ming Dynasty, but also for the grassland.

Each and every one of you can become Tengger's messenger and bring endless blessings to yourself, your family, and your friends! ”

The crowd was silent. Yes, the rich land on the other side of the Great Wall, with a dazzling array of goods, was also our Mongols, and at that time we did not distinguish between each other.

Qin Liu began the third round of brainwashing speeches:

"Folks, if you go to Shabaozi Town in the Great Wall, if you have any difficulties, remember to go to the Jiangxuezhai Inn for help. Our valiant Prince Baals, who once rested and recuperated there, is now the largest shareholder of the inn. ”

She wanted to let these Mongols know that going to the Great Wall was not only to kill, loot and destroy barren and pitiful goods, but also to solve the problem through peaceful means, and that the Jiangxuezhai Inn was the property of the Mongol princes, and they could trust and rely on it.

Someone laughed and shouted, "We are carrying knives to kill, will you also help us?" ”

Qin Liu smiled: "Of course you can." I personally fed Prince Baals the medicine he was fed to him. However, the premise is that you don't set fire to the inn, otherwise, we won't be able to help if we want to. Moreover, Prince Bars helped us kill the tax collectors of the Ming Dynasty, who exploited people fiercely, and was the benefactor of our inn. ”

Qin Liu knew that these herdsmen were not born murderers, and they just couldn't survive anymore, risking their lives to cross the Great Wall to grab some necessities of life.

The herdsmen began to talk one after another, and there was a commotion on the scene.

Some bold people asked, "I want a shovel, can you provide it?" ”

Qin Liu smiled: "Of course you can." In the shops of the Han Chinese, you can buy shovels with money. If you don't have any money, you can take animal skins, horses, cattle and sheep to the inn for silver, or if you want something, let the innkeepers help you find it. ”

Immediately afterwards, shouts such as "I want an iron pot", "I want a knife", "I want a strong bow" and so on came and went, and Qin Liu patiently replied one by one.

This bonfire party almost became a large-scale live broadcast scene.

Qin Liu realized that the grassland herders were very short of iron tools as daily necessities.

Open iron mines to make iron and make daily necessities, and it has a broad mass base on the grassland!

She was a little excited, but she heard Qiqige shouting: "You said that you are the messenger of Tengger, do you know how to dance exclusively for Tengger?" Do you know how to sing songs that belong to Tengri? How do you prove you're not an impostor? ”

Qin Liu smiled and asked, "How can you prove that I am an impostor?" ”

Qiqige choked for a moment and shouted: "If you can't dance the dance of our Mongols and sing the ballads of our Mongols, how can you be a messenger sent by Tengri?" We have enshrined Tengger for so many years, and it will never send a messenger who does not understand us! ”

Qin Liu pushed her further: "In other words, if I can dance Mongolian dances and sing Mongolian songs, I will be the messenger of Tengger?" ”

Qiqige was stunned, completely unaware of this trap: "Yes! Prove yourself! ”

Qin Liu calmly called Princess Tululetu and several of her maids, the melodious sound of the horse-head qin sounded, Qin Liu shook his arms and shoulders and sang and danced for a while, and then concentrated on singing.

Before she crossed over, she had participated in the school choir, was very familiar with bel canto singing, and had also sung Mongolian songs, and her voice was particularly penetrating.

"My father once described the fragrance of the grassland, so that he can never forget it at the ends of the earth. My mother always loved to describe the mighty river flowing in my distant hometown on the Mongolian plateau......"

The loud and melodious Mongolian song wafted over the bonfire, which resonated with everyone, and everyone also opened their mouths and sang along.

The bonfire has become a large-scale concert scene again, and everyone is the protagonist, and everyone participates affectionately and enthusiastically.

Everyone at the scene tried their best to sing: "Father's grassland, mother's river ......"

The atmosphere of the bonfire party reached a climax, and everyone sang and danced, excited and moved. No one cares about that nasty person anymore.

What is there to doubt about such a beautiful, warm and gracious Tengger messenger?

Princess Turuletu looked at Qin Liu with adoring eyes. This Han woman is really good at demagoguery.

Qin Liu shyly accepted Princess Tululetu's adoring gaze.

Ahem, these are all the combat experiences she has accumulated in the battle of wits and courage with the students before, but she just used it easily.

In the lively crowd, someone walked slowly and stood in front of Qin Liu with a child in his arms - it was Bars who was holding Erlang.

Bars's gaze was affectionate and hot, with a hint of adoration and appreciation.

Qin Liu responded to his gaze and asked with a smile, "My Bock champion, are you resting?" Ready for a lively bonfire? ”

Bars laughed, put Jiro, who was looking around with wide eyes and clapping his little hands, on his shoulder, and danced with the crowd.

"I am also a child of the plateau, and I have a song in my heart, and there is my father's grassland mother's river ...... in the song"

……

In the dead of night, the bonfire party ended, and Jiro fell asleep on the way back to the yurt.

Baers made up for an afternoon's sleep, and he was full of energy at this time, accompanying Qin Liu to settle down.

Qin Liu took off the white Mongolian robe he was wearing today, intending to wash it.

Unfortunately, the water source was some distance away, and it took Bals to go to the lake and carry two buckets of water to clean it.

Qin Liu complained: "If there is a well, it would be good to draw water from the well." ”

"We herders don't have a fixed place to live, and the cost of drilling wells is high, so everyone just lives by water, and no one digs wells. In winter, when the white-haired wind comes, the snow is a clean source of water, and there is no need for wells. ”

Qin Liu came to the spirit: "The water in the lake is easy to be polluted, but it is not necessarily as clean as groundwater. If we can solve the problem of water sources, you herders may be able to migrate less often, and give them water to their horses and sheep. ”

Bars raised an eyebrow: "You can drill a well?" ”

Qin Liu pondered for a while and said, "When I built a house before, I asked someone to dig a well and saw how to operate, maybe we can try it?" ”

Bars was supportive: "Okay, we'll try it tomorrow morning." ”

Qin Liu washed his clothes and dried them, he really didn't have anything to do, he yawned, and talked about the tools and items needed to dig the well for a while, and then Bars reluctantly returned to his yurt, and walked back three times one step at a time.

The next day, Qin Liu got up, and she wanted to study the location of the well.

(End of chapter)