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"Father Hassan, they are both tourists and warriors." A young herdsman saluted an old man with a beard respectfully.

The old man's eyes were as sharp as a falcon, and when he heard about the warrior, his eyes became brighter.

Liu Qingshan also noticed this old man, he always felt a little familiar, but he can be sure that this is definitely the first time seeing him.

The little boy named Raj ran over: "Ebug, take a quick look at that reindeer, it was injured by the guest Hercules, can you save it?"

The old man is Raj's grandfather, he nodded towards Liu Qingshan: "Welcome the warrior from afar!"

Liu Qingshan also bowed and saluted, and then he heard the little six cheering all over. The big reindeer had already stood up unsteadily. Although it looked a little sluggish, it was obviously impossible to die.

The reindeer seemed to have no ill intentions towards Xiao Liuzi, and stuck out its tongue, licking Xiao Liuzi's hand, with a very affectionate expression.

"Let me just say, it will definitely cure you." Little Six lightly touched the reindeer with his big head, and the smile on his little face was brighter than the flowers on the grass.

"You can cure diseases, are you a shaman?" Raj looked at the little six with admiration in his eyes.

Tuva believes in shamanism, and most of them believe in Lamaism.

"I'm a doctor!" This is the second time for Xiao Liuzi to be regarded as a wizard. The last time was in a tribe in South Africa.

In such a nomadic tribe that lacks medical care, doctors are also very respectable, so Liu Qingshan and his party followed suit and were invited to be guests in the yurt.

From the object of being robbed to the most honored guest, this change is a bit big.

Outside the yurt, the hostess, that is, Erji of Raj, offered kumiss to the guests, and even drank two bowls of it.

Looking at the big bowl, everyone else was dizzy, so they could only send Li Tieniu as the representative, and the others drank milk tea, also two bowls.

Li Tieniu didn't care what the local drinking customs are, he just picked up the bowl, Gududu just took a sip, and the other bowl was the same, and wiped his mouth after drinking:

"Quite thirst-quenching, can I have another bowl?"

Although the other party couldn't understand what he said, but seeing him raise the bowl again, he roughly guessed the intention.

So the hostess poured two more bowls for Li Tieniu.

"This kumiss is delicious." Li Tieniu praised while drinking. Tuva people are good at raising horses and brewing kumiss.

After drinking four bowls of wine, Li Tieniu still felt that it was not enough, so drinking two more bowls would be more satisfying than drinking water.

Seeing that the herdsmen were a little dumbfounded, they shouted loudly, probably to applaud them.

Here in Tuva, it is cold winter for most of the year, so everyone likes to drink, and can drink, and admires men who can drink.

But it was the first time they saw someone like Li Tieniu, this is simply a wine bag.

"Brother Tieniu, save some amount, this milk tea is delicious!"

Xiaoliuzi sucked the milk skin added in the milk tea, slippery, and bald sucked it into his mouth, and his mouth was full of thick milk fragrance.

Li Tieniu hecked twice, then put down the wine bowl, and then received admiring gazes from the men around him.

Everyone entered the yurt, the space inside was actually quite large, and a portrait was enshrined in the middle, which was that generation's arrogance.

Seeing the portrait, Liu Qingshan suddenly realized that the old man named Hassan was very similar to Genghis Khan in the portrait?

No wonder Liu Qingshan felt familiar.

Liu Qingshan wondered secretly: Could it be that he is a descendant of the Golden Family?

With Agula in the middle as an interpreter, the two sides could barely communicate in a friendly manner.

Agula made indirect remarks and asked these herdsmen if they knew that the country had changed owners.

But the herdsmen shook their heads in unison, expressing that they did not know about this matter, and that it had nothing to do with them. No matter who it was, they would definitely not want to take away their horses and reindeer.

In this case, Agula did not reveal Liu Qingshan's identity.

The herdsmen still welcomed Liu Qingshan and his party very much. It was very solemn to kill cattle and sheep.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the herdsmen also came back one after another, rounded up their cattle and sheep, and gathered here one after another.

The setting sun is in the sky, and a sumptuous dinner begins on this green carpet-like grass.

There are nearly a hundred herdsmen in this grazing spot, men and women, old and young, all gathered together, which is very lively.

The children ran happily, followed by big long-haired dogs.

Little Six is ​​the most powerful, and I don't know where to bring two puppies, both of them are tiger-headed, running behind her buttocks happily.

Raj is completely convinced now, these two pups were born by his family's bitch, usually when he wanted to see them, the bitch would bark her teeth at him, but in the end he asked Little Six to lead them out.

Everyone sat on the ground, poured wine, grabbed the mutton, and dipped some leek flowers. It tasted authentic and very tender.

The beef is also grilled to medium-rare, and it is eaten with a small knife.

In front of Liu Qingshan and the others, there were venison and venison.

Bathed in the cool evening breeze, in the embrace of nature, drinking happily, isn't it a pleasure?

These herdsmen are all good drinkers. They drink until the sun sets and night falls, and they light bonfires.

The most indispensable thing here is firewood, which are all high-quality pine wood, crackling, reflecting bright red faces.

Some herdsmen got drunk, took off their outer robes, went shirtless, and danced beside the fire.

The old people played the ancient strings and Chu Er, which is a very ancient musical instrument, which is recorded in the eighteen beats of Hujia in the Han Dynasty.

The distant music echoed on the grassland, and the herdsmen, who had been tired all day, released their nature to the fullest.

This kind of life is natural and pure, and it seems that it has not changed for thousands of years.

Uwah, I don't know who started to make the Humai, so this unique sound changed one after another, echoing each other.

Humai is also a tradition preserved by the Tuva people. It has been gradually lost in many areas with serious Sinicization, but it is well preserved here.

Accompanied by the sound of Humai, an old man sang a long poem from time immemorial.

Although Liu Qingshan and the others couldn't understand, they could feel the distance and desolation in the singing.

Suddenly, several girls surrounded Li Tieniu and walked to the fire, clapping their hands and yelling something rhythmically.

Each of these girls has a healthy and beautiful body, which makes Li Tieniu wave his hands and shout:

"I'm all married, I'm all married!"

There was a burst of laughter around, and Agula put his hands around his mouth and shouted: "Brother Tieniu, they asked you to sing and dance too."

After hearing this, Li Tieniu was relieved: "I'm good at fighting, but I'm not good at singing and dancing, little senior brother, you should do it!"

Little Six also booed, grabbed Liu Qingshan's arm, and pulled him up from the ground.

In this atmosphere, Liu Qingshan felt very relaxed, so of course he didn't refuse.

So those girls abandoned Li Tieniu, gathered around Liu Qingshan, dancing in circles.

Liu Qingshan sank to his dantian, and a deep and distant Humai sound came from his throat, as if it was a call from the ancient land.

The surrounding noises gradually subsided, and the herdsmen all looked at Liu Qingshan in astonishment.

These herdsmen, after they grow up, practice Humai every day, so they naturally know good and bad.

The Humai sound from Liu Qingshan's mouth was extremely long, making them feel ashamed.

The most important thing is that the sound is full of the most primitive rhythm of nature, which is by no means superficial, but has already got the essence of Humai.

Being defeated in the field that I am best at is probably this feeling, that is, admiration and a little loss.

"Smoke rises from the white yurt. I was born in a Mongolian family."

"The vast grassland is the cradle that nurtured my growth..."

Liu Qingshan's singing is floating on the grass, it is a masterpiece of Uncle Teng, and it is most appropriate to use it here at this moment.

The herdsmen don't understand the lyrics, but the melodious tune is familiar to them.

The luthiers gently pulled the strings and sang along with Liu Qingshan.

"The land that raised me, cherish it like my body."

"The river water that bathes me is as sweet as mother's milk."

"This is the Mongols, people who love their hometown..."

After Liu Qingshan sang it once, his tone changed. This time, he sang in Mongolian. He had learned the Mongolian version of this song from Uncle Teng.

The eyes of the herdsmen showed incomparable surprise, but soon, they were completely immersed in the singing.

Under the reflection of the bonfire, many herdsmen had crystal tears in their eyes.

Chapter 97 The Only Enclave

After Liu Qingshan sang a song, he also completely won the respect of the herdsmen.

A fit girl brought him a bowl of mellow kumiss, Liu Qingshan didn't refuse, and drank it down in one gulp.

The herdsmen applauded one after another, and shouted again, Agula translated, it turned out that they still wanted to hear Liu Qingshan continue singing.

Liu Qingshan thought for a while, then said loudly: "There is a poetess who is wandering overseas who once wrote such a poem."

He motioned to Agula to let him translate.

The herdsmen listened quietly.

"She is also a descendant of the children of the prairie. Although she did not grow in this prairie, this is her root. She once wrote in her poem:"

"Tannu Wulianghai, who was easily taken away by others,"

"Why have I never heard of any descendants?"

"I once shed a tear for him..."

Liu Qingshan's deep voice was confiding in the night wind, and the herdsmen were listening quietly. At this moment, they suddenly felt that they were like children wandering outside. They longed in their hearts to return to their mother's embrace.

This modern poem recited by Liu Qingshan was written by Xi Murong.

After Agula finished translating, Liu Qingshan continued: "The following song is also written by her, Father's Grassland Mother's River, dedicated to all the children living on this grassland."

"Father once described the fragrance of the grassland, so that he can't forget it even in the ends of the earth."

"My mother always loves to describe the mighty river, running in my distant hometown on the Mongolian plateau..."

Liu Qingshan's affectionate singing moved everyone.

His singing level is not high, but the soulful songs and melodies are deeply engraved in everyone's heart.

The singing has ended, but everyone is thinking quietly, thinking about home and country.

The old man Hassan sat by the fire, and his old voice said quietly: "At the beginning, a branch of our Mongols, the Turghuts, led by the hero Ubashi, got rid of the rule of Tsarist Russia and chose the east. Come on, we Tuvans also want to be independent!"

The herdsmen also waved their arms excitedly and shouted slogans.

Liu Qingshan also felt a power of national awakening, he nodded to Agula, and then told about his situation, Agula explained to him beside him.

The herdsmen were all stunned when they heard this: What's the matter, their country is just sold out like this?

"A cow never really feeds a lamb!"

Elder Hassan said angrily, then put his hands on his chest, and bowed to Liu Qingshan: "Thank you for helping us get rid of the Russians, and we Tuvans will also return to the motherland, no longer wandering and rootless."

Liu Qingshan also bowed to return the salute: "Elder, although we have different bloods flowing in our bodies, we are all yellow-skinned and black-eyed."

"In history, we used to be a family, and now we are reunited. Starting today, we are of one heart and one mind, so that all Tuvans can live a prosperous life."

With Liu Qingshan's personality, since he became the owner of this land, he must take responsibility.

But for the future planning, Liu Qingshan still has to take a look around, and then choose the most suitable path.

Judging from the current situation, it is a bit too closed here, so everything must start with the basic construction.

At least airports, roads, and railways must be built, and then the products can be transported out smoothly; and then the industrial system should be gradually improved.

There are only 30 people in total. If Liu Qingshan can't lead these people to live a good life, then he will be in vain.

Although Tuva does not border the country, it is considered an enclave.

But the distance is really not that far.

The border of Tuva is only three hundred miles away from the Altay region in the northern border of our country.

It's only [-] miles, and Liu Qingshan can still afford to build a road.

It's just that this road must pass through a third country. It should be possible to discuss with Mongolia. These two countries were originally a pair of brothers and sisters.

The only problem is that this side is full of mountains, and the distance in a straight line is three hundred miles, so it may take five or six hundred miles to repair.