Rebirth: Lie down with the system

The kumiss in the cup is translucent, slightly yellow, and smells of milk and a touch of wine.

Duan Yu had heard of the name of kumiss in his previous life, but he never thought that he would taste it in this world.

"The taste is like melted nectar, and the aroma is like wine brewed from spring wine."

Kumiss tastes mellow, smooth, sweet and sour, and fragrant with milk. The wine taste is not as rich as that of white wine.

Duan Yu asked Han Mingye to pour himself another glass. It felt like a milky white wine with a low alcohol content. Paired with the charred roast mutton, Duan Yu finally realized the generosity of eating meat and drinking alcohol~

Seeing him drinking happily, Han Mingye didn't stop him.

This horse milk wine is warm in nature and has the effects of dispelling cold, activating blood circulation, relaxing muscles, and strengthening the stomach. It doesn't hurt to drink more at regular intervals.

For a moment, the two of them exchanged cups and cups. Looking at Xiu Yi and the others laughing and joking aside, Duan Yu felt that this was the life he wanted to live~

Mare's kumiss has been deeply loved by the Mongolian people since ancient times. It is an important drink for them in their daily life and in entertaining guests and friends during festivals and auspicious occasions.

The young master rarely stays in their tribe, and the ones he has more contact with are the guards around the young master.

They said they were guards, but Erd knew that these young men had extraordinary abilities.

Although more than half of the nearly five thousand bandit cavalry were frozen to death by the young master, the rest were killed by these young men with real swords and guns, and the hot blood spilled on the ground The snow melted all over the ground, and everyone looked like a terrifying god of death.

Fortunately, these powerful people did not kill and bully the weak, but instead saved them.

And Han Mingye also became a god in their hearts.

In addition to having the magical ability to control snow, they also have many talented people and considerable financial resources. Since they surrendered and relied on the young master, with their help, no one from other tribes has harassed them, and they have never been hungry. Over the belly!

Thank you so much for Allah’s mercy~

That young man, Saiyin Bayar, was a young man in his twenties. Under the guidance of his father Erde, he gradually took over the position of tribal leader over the years.

In previous years, he had been the one to receive Xiu Yi and the others. This time the young master came in person, so he had to invite his old father out, fearing that he would offend the god-like young master.

But this year, there is a young master beside the young master. The two of them look very close. I don’t know who the young master is?

The young man had to be smart. After giving the young master kumis as a gift, he took his father to toast Master Xiuyi and the others, and asked them a few questions on the way.

But Young Master Yan Shiqing is the most important person in their young master's heart, and he should not be someone they can criticize. Besides, the young master is sitting aside. If he knew that these people were talking about Young Master Yan casually, he would have to skin them.

Xiu Yi knew their worries and didn't say much. He only told the two of them that the young master was the young master's best friend. If he saw him, he would give him the same treatment as the young master. They should not neglect it.

The two of them were so grateful for his words that they poured him wine to express their gratitude.

Then Duan Yu heard the music, and many people began to sing and dance around the bonfire, and the atmosphere gradually became lively.

In addition to the thunderous Morin Qin with thousands of horses galloping, Duan Yu also saw a flute-like instrument with a soft, rich, mellow and deep tone.

Seeing that he was looking at it seriously, Han Mingye approached him and introduced it into his ear.

"The instrument that looks like a flute is called Hujia..."

Before Han Mingye finished speaking, Duan Yu remembered a famous guqin song - "Eighteen Beats of Hujia", which is said to have been composed by Cai Yan.

So Cai Yan may not be known to many people, but her words will definitely be familiar to her.

Cai Yan's nickname is Wenji, which is also Cai Wenji!

"Eighteen Beats of Hujia" is a novel style of music created by Cai Wenji by translating the tones of Hujia into the guqin. The poem has the following lines: "The original version of Hujia comes from Huzhong, and the melody is the same when it is translated from the qin." One shot”.

It should be said that Cai Wenji is also a knowledgeable and talented person. She has been influenced by literature and art in the family's artistic environment since she was a child. She has extraordinary musical and literary talents since she was a child.

Unfortunately, a melee broke out in Guanzhong, and people in Chang'an fled everywhere, and Cai Wenji also fled everywhere.

At that time, the Southern Xiongnu took the opportunity to rebel.

Cai Wenji met the Southern Huns soldiers and was kidnapped by them. Seeing that she was young and beautiful, they dedicated her to King Zuo Xian of the Southern Huns. King Zuo Xian forced Cai Wenji to be his wife.

Cai Wenji spent 12 years outside the Great Wall and gave birth to two children.

Later, out of pity and nostalgia for his old friend Cai Yong, Cai Wenji's father, Cao Cao "suffered that he had no heirs", so he sent an envoy to redeem Cai Wenji from the Xiongnu with a golden jade, and then married Dong Si, a native of Chenliu.

"Eighteen Beats of Hujia" has 18 sections in total, with two levels.

The ten shots in the first layer tell the story of being in Hudi but always missing hometown; the latter layer depicts the faint sadness of parting with the young son when leaving Hudi.

Why Duan Yu remembers it is mainly because he heard that it was composed by Cai Wenji. He listened to it out of curiosity and found that it was actually a guqin piece, just using the tones of Hujia. However, in later generations, some people also played it with wind instruments. , very sad.

The Hujia playing that Duan Yu heard now was a very cheerful tune. After all, it was to welcome their god-like young master, and it was still unclear whether Cai Wenji was present or not.

The singing and dancing were good to watch and listen to, and they were very enthusiastic. More than a dozen boys and girls ran to them and pulled them to dance together without fear of others.

Han Mingye was so powerful that no one stepped forward to pull him. However, Duan Yu found that many people were peeking at the two of them. Xiu Yi and the others were pulled into the dancing team. The two of them seemed out of place. Duan Yu Yu looked at Yi Dong and pulled Han Mingye to join in.

The atmosphere suddenly became even higher.

Duan Yu was so happy that he kept smiling. Han Mingye was influenced by him and relaxed a lot.

When he was thirsty, he had kumiss, and when he was tired, he took a rest. He didn’t know what time it was, but Duan Yu was helped back to the room by Han Mingye, his head was dizzy and his face was red. The bonfire kept burning, and people gradually went back to their rooms to rest. .

It's rare to see Shi Qing so happy. He didn't go crazy when he was drunk, but was very obedient and loved to act coquettishly.

Han Mingye poured a cup of hot water to feed him, and he blinked at him, so cute that Han Mingye's heart softened.

He took off Shi Qing's clothes and wiped his face and feet. Of course, he also wiped his body. After all, he was sweating~

Shi Qing was very obedient and cooperative, and even took the initiative to hand his hand to Han Mingye and let him wipe his arm, knowing that he didn't mean to seduce, but his every move had a hint of charm in Han Mingye's eyes, leaving his throat dry and in urgent need of water. Come and moisturize.

Han Mingye has never been a person who wronged himself, so he did it when he thought of it~

I saw him leaning over and kissing Shi Qing's red lips, while Yun sucked the honey in his mouth, the sweet taste of kumiss~

The only sounds left in the quiet room were the sound of lips and tongues rubbing together and the rapid heartbeats of the two of them.

As Han Mingye's kiss deepened, Duan Yu opened his eyes and looked at the person in front of him confused and confused, as if he didn't understand why the person who was wiping his hands just now kissed him all of a sudden.

But in the blink of an eye, Han Mingye was dragged into love, and her fair arms hugged his neck, responding to him enthusiastically.

Feeling his initiative, Han Mingye's thought was that he must drink with him more often in the future~