Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

After a good night's sleep, when I woke up the next day, the altitude sickness seemed less severe, but the hangover was still very frustrating. In this state, I definitely couldn't go to the Grand Canyon or Pudacuo as planned.

While I was browsing for places to go, the owner of the restaurant came over with a few hikers. As soon as I entered the door, I gave him a warm hug with Yang Zhao, Zhao Yinfeng, He Li, Meng Su (these four and him The best person to fight for wine), and then said: Let's go, come with me, today is the weekend, there is a gathering in Napa Sea, come with us to have fun!

But... Yang Zhao looked at Tao Zhuo and the others with a smile, whose faces were still pale.

Altitude sickness? It's okay! Bring medicine and oxygen bottles, and just watch from the side. That's the grassland. Let's race horses. Just let them eat, drink and have fun by the side. They won't get tired! the boss shouted boldly.

There are horse racing, barbecues, and Tibetan gatherings...

What are you waiting for!

Ling Qingyu was the first to jump up and shout: Go! We must go!

A group of people drove to the Napa Sea grassland, followed by the restaurant owner, the inn owner, and the horse farm owner and the hikers who came over after hearing the news.

Napa Sea is actually a seasonal lake. The rainy season has not yet arrived and the water level is not high, but the vast Yila grassland next to it is at its most beautiful.

All kinds of flowers are blooming on the grassland, surrounded by snow-capped mountains in the distance. The green hillsides are dotted with village houses. The smoke from cooking stoves drifts leisurely in the wind. The cattle and horses are scattered leisurely on the grassland, creating a primitive scenery.

As the convoy passed through the grassland, the restaurant owner shouted loudly and drove the yaks, passing directly through the herd. After walking for more than ten minutes, the leisurely atmosphere on the grassland was replaced by noise.

It was a sea of ​​joy, with tents of various colors vying with each other, more eye-catching than the flowers. The early arrivals had already taken out their belongings, including barbecue grills, bonfires, and horses. The dark faces of Tibetans wearing colorful national costumes With a simple and cheerful smile on his face, he laughed and shouted loudly.

Although the weather is still a bit cold, many of the tall and handsome Kham men are topless with only their Tibetan robes tied around their waists. Their strong bodies, healthy complexions, and their bold and unrestrained enthusiasm make these few A woman can't even look at it with her eyes.

Until Tao Zhuo whispered in a low voice: I heard that the strongest and most capable men in the world are Kham men. I heard that they can do it all night...

Then the women were pulled back by their respective men, turned their faces away, looked at themselves, and tried hard to look like I was more handsome than them.

The restaurant owner and inn owner also brought tents, and the racecourse owner’s horse team had arrived early. The group of people found an open space, set up their tents, and set up a grill outside. As soon as they were ready, they heard a sound Cheers, strings were playing, and dancing was already happening around the bonfire in the middle.

The Kham man playing the string instrument sang a song that stirred the heavens, and the Tibetan girls in colorful costumes waved their colorful sleeves and performed a colorful and lively dance.

As the crowd gathered, more Kham men joined the ranks of playing string instruments, and the deep and high voices formed an exciting harmony. As more and more people joined the dance, the entire grassland became noisy. stand up.

Everyone was dancing here, and the horse teams competing over there had their top riders ride on their horses and start performing various stunts.

The riders stand on their heads, pick up objects, ride backwards, and change horses. The riders are trying to show off each other's skills, and each action is more difficult than the last. Accompanied by the lively rhythmic Xianzi singing on one side, people are excited to watch and scream in joy.

The owner of the racecourse found Meng Su and asked him if he wanted to go and have fun too. Meng Su felt itchy and was about to agree, but then he remembered the trouble caused by the war drum, so he regretfully prepared to decline.

Meng Su! Go! Ling Qingyu said with bright eyes: It's okay, there are no tourists here!

Meng Su's equestrian skills were really extraordinary, and he also liked horses. I remember that when his big black horse had an accident during that sandstorm, he even specially built a grave for the horse.

Go! Yang Zhao also nodded.

Brother, come on! Let them see what we are capable of! Fang Fang and Dong Ting shouted while pulling their necks.

Then I'll go and have some fun? Meng Su looked at Ling Qingyu with a smile. When she saw her nodding fiercely, she took off her coat and flew onto the horse brought by the owner of the racecourse.

The horse was ridden by his predecessor. Even though it had only been two hours, he had already developed a tacit understanding. After getting a little familiar with it, he crossed his legs and joined the competition.

This party was originally a gathering of locals, and there were very few outsiders. Now I saw a Han man joining in on horseback. The people next to him laughed in good faith, and the rider kindly reminded me that this was no joke. If you are not careful, will be injured.

I just laughed when I saw that the Han people who were not inferior to them in stature, not inferior to their appearance, and not inferior to theirs, seemed to be integrated with the horse, flipping upright, sitting back, up and down, changing left and right, moving as smoothly as clouds and water. Harmony, and the horse was faster than theirs, and they shouted loudly.

Holy shit! Fang Fang wiped his eyes and asked Ying Shisan in a low voice: Brother, is there anything else you can't do?

Ying Thirteen smiled and glanced at him without saying a word. After getting to know each other better, he realized that these two guys were only twenty-two years old. They were just idiots, but they were addicted to gambling and playing with women. Ying Thirteen simply doubted that they were. Is there anyone who is the biological child of his parents and indulges his own son so much? Are Liang Jiarong and Wu Kun normal?

At nearly noon, the singing and dancing competitions stopped temporarily, and a strong aroma came out of the barbecue grills in front of each house.

Everyone who comes to this kind of gathering is a guest. You can go to any tent to eat and drink, and anyone is welcome to come to your place to taste the delicious food. Being praised by others is the greatest satisfaction.

All the tents were filled with laughter inside and outside.

The restaurant owner took advantage of his profession and brought a wealth of raw materials. Ying Shisan's car came with a grill. He put the rack on and shared most of the raw materials with the restaurant owner.

When the aroma came together, the restaurant owner rushed over.

Let Ying Thirteen and the others stay behind here. Ling Qingyu had gone out for a few days to wander around after taking advantage of Zhou Ziqing's job. As soon as they left, there would naturally be men who raised their defenses to the first level of combat readiness.

Tibetans are hospitable. As long as you pass by their tent, they will say hello loudly: Come in, have something to eat, and drink this cup!

After walking around, the women ate all kinds of delicious and unpalatable specialty foods, and the men...

Tao Zhuo Ostrich is almost drunk again...

The three of them looked at Yan San, Yan Qi, Zhao Yinfeng with sad faces, brother! Otherwise, you three really only care about your own women! We are brothers, right? They are brothers!

After dinner, the well-fed people gathered on both sides of the track, and the highlight of the afternoon began.

race!

It's just a self-organized horse racing. There are not many rules and there are no group competitions. Hundreds of horses and knights stand on the starting line. They set off together at the sound of the order. They run to the flag dozens of kilometers away and come back in a circle.

During the meal, the racecourse owner murmured to Meng Su, Yang Zhao, He Li, and Zhao Yinfeng that the four of them were good horses, but the racecourse owner's best racer happened to be ill and absent. The two hit it off, and the four of them competed in the name of the racecourse owner.

After all the riders gathered, Ling Qingyu learned from the people around him that this horse racing could be bet on, so what else could he say? Naturally, he was betting on his own man!

Each of the four people was given 10,000 yuan.

Spectators in costumes crowded both sides of the starting line like flowers in bloom. After the passionate music played, there was a shotgun blast, and accompanied by the men's loud shouts, horses ran out of the starting line. The sound of horse hooves was deafening, and the dust was flying. In the middle, he galloped away like lightning.

The horses started running, and the off-road vehicle that was acting as a referee also drove out. The journey was dozens of miles back and forth. Although cheating is a shame that Kham men will never tolerate, supervision is still required.

After traveling dozens of miles and taking an hour to go back and forth, the audience dispersed on the grassland. They took out mats and spread them on the grass, put butter tea snacks on them, and lay on the mats to bask in the sun while having a leisurely picnic.

Tao Zhuo Ostrich slept directly on the mat to rest and sober up.

Several women were restless and wanted to go out. There were many beautiful Tibetan girls and young boys at the party. Their appearance made several people feel itchy, and they wanted to take photos with them.

As soon as Ling Qingyu suggested it, Yan San directly suppressed her on the mat, held her in his arms, and said: Don't toss it too much, save some energy to play tomorrow.

Are you going to take a photo with the little girl, or are you going to take a photo with the Khampa guys who are wearing less clothes than them in such a cold weather, and each one is stronger than the other...

Unable to bear the loneliness, the Hikers started a game of cards. Yan Qi and Ying Shisan Ye Po Cheng Jia also played a game, leaving Ling Qingyu to watch.

Naturally, they were unhappy because they could only watch but not play. They couldn't go out anyway, so the four women started a card game by themselves.

Then, there was another scene on the bustling grassland.

Four women with white notes plastered all over their faces.

Tibetans are hospitable. Knowing that the four Han Chinese participating in the horse racing were also with them, many people came to chat and watch how they played. They were even more curious about the four women with white notes on their faces. They were here Became the liveliest group.

Not even looking at the people coming, Ling Qingyu and Hua Dong quickly collected the poker cards, picked them up, and took photos with the beautifully dressed Tibetans.

The Tibetan people are friendly and hospitable. When I saw that the four girls who posted the blank notes had just come to visit at noon, they were very kind and took photos with them. The conversation was lively. One aunt who was praised for her beautiful clothes immediately asked to take off her clothes. Wear beautiful and brightly colored jewelry for them.

Ling Qingyu and Hua Dong were very coveted for those beautiful Tibetan clothes and jewelry, but they couldn't take them for nothing. When they were declining, they heard the sound of horse hooves in the distance.

The riders are back.

A crowd of people could no longer care about anything else and flocked to the finish line to watch.