Baima Weiyang

"Mao Yihan, is the roasted whole lamb I want ready? Your Mongolian cooks are not as sharp as the monks and cooks in Drepung Monastery!" I rubbed my stomach and shouted loudly outside the silk curtain.But there was no movement for a long time.I couldn't help sighing, the jade pole in my hand trembled, and the big ink melted on the yellowed paper.

Impatiently, he crumpled up the paper and threw it into the wastebasket.After thinking about it, he decided to go out and see for himself, but just as he stood up, the silk curtain was lifted by a tender and delicate hand. With a soft "哗啦", Mao Yihan ran in panting, his fair face flushed, "Miss, are you calling me? I'm going to get you a wood carving..." He said with the The boxwood block was handed over.

After a rough glance, I couldn't help but frowned, "It doesn't look like it at all! Then take it to re-carve, what level are you Mongolian carpenters..." Mao Yihan immediately lowered his head in silence, and also He didn't go out, but walked to my side and started to grind slowly, "Miss hates King Khan, so you can't keep talking about us Mongolians!"

I froze for a moment, feeling a little regretful in my heart.Although there is no malice, it is really unreasonable to graft the dislike of Lhazang onto others.After thinking about it, I quickly grabbed Mauihan's hand, "It's my fault! Good girl, help me go to the kitchen to remind me, I'm almost starved to death!"

"Well! I'll go right away!" Seeing my apology, she immediately recovered her mood, smiled at me, and trotted all the way to lift the curtain and go out.I glanced in her direction, and then returned my gaze to the page.

Ma Yihan was a maid sent by Lhazang to take care of my food and daily life. At first I refused to accept her, fearing that she would use this to spy on my every move.But this little Mongolian girl who was only 14 years old knelt on the ground and kowtowed, crying and begging me to keep her, saying that if I didn’t want her, she would have to serve the princess, and that would be better than hitting her head to death up.

Thinking of Caiwang Jiamao's ferociousness, I immediately softened my heart, and I kept her for a while, seeing her pure heart, I let go of my guard.Anyway, being alone is always a bit boring, and it would be nice to have someone as a companion...

Hanging his wrists in the air for a while, a long string of teeny lowercase characters jumped out on the paper.I bit the jade stick and was about to continue writing when there was a mess of noises outside the door.Reluctantly put down the pen, opened the curtain and walked out, but it was Jida who came in carrying the rocking chair.He didn't even look at me, he was busy with his work, knocking over a few things from time to time.

I snorted coldly, and seeing him look up, I couldn't help staring at him, "You thick-handed and thick-footed man, you won't even be a slave if you're idle for a few days?!"

"You..." Jida was taken aback, and a furious expression suddenly appeared on his face.The veins in the hands holding the rocking chair bulged, and he took several deep breaths before his violently heaving chest trembled slightly.Although he was never at odds with me, he dared to be angry and dare not speak up. After humming twice, he turned around and strode out.

Gao Jige, who was outside the door, saw Jedda's gloomy face every day, so he couldn't help reaching out and patted him on the shoulder.Changrong turned his face back and glanced at me, I stretched out my hand to lift the curtain expressionlessly.I have always felt that Gao Jigeri's appearance is very familiar, but I still can't remember where I saw it.When I accidentally saw him wiping the Mongolian knife, a few scenes suddenly appeared in my mind, and I suddenly realized that he was the Mongolian leader sent by Lhasa to hunt me down!

I don't know if Lhazang sent these two people to protect my safety on purpose.Although there is a lot of old grudges, they don't have the guts to harm me.So I toss them in different ways almost every day, and over time, I also have the pleasure of feudal aristocrats...

Turning my sore neck, I put the wolf hair in my hand on the sapphire pen grid, lowered my head and blew on the wet paper. After waiting for a while, I carefully folded the letter and put it in the yellow envelope.I took out a sheet of raw material from the drawer, spread it out evenly, and sketched it in my mind for a long time before redrawing the pattern.

This set of the Four Treasures of the Study was sent by people sent by Lhasa, mixed among a pile of jeweled objects.As soon as I received it, I threw it into the low cabinet without looking at it carefully, until I turned it out again when Mauihan tidied up the sundries that day.It looked exquisite, so I used it, but I didn't expect that rough screwdriver Lazang to be arty...

"Miss..." Mao Yihan's cowardly voice came over suddenly, I was taken aback for a moment, but when I looked up, I saw her lift the curtain and come in empty-handed. "It's not done yet?!" I immediately raised my eyebrows.Mauihan cautiously walked to my side and continued to grind, "It's still hanging in the stove and roasting with Zagasuo..."

I snorted and turned my face away.Maui rarely looked unhappy on my face, so I couldn't help asking tentatively, "If you are really hungry, why don't you eat some Xinsu pancakes first?"

"No need." I immediately refused, thought for a while and glanced at the round table, "Bring me a bowl of milk tea, add some fried rice and milk tofu, and mix with some sugar."

"Oh, okay!" Mauihan put down the ink in his hand, and brought it to me after a while.I had just eaten a few mouthfuls, but there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.Just as he signaled the little girl to go out and have a look, Jida's cold voice came in, "Roast the whole lamb!"

Although this tone made me very uncomfortable, but because of the delicious food, I don't bother to argue with him.After leading Mauihan out, the two walked back into the house with a large tray, and the air was immediately filled with the familiar smell of meat.

After placing the golden roasted whole lamb firmly on the round table and preparing some kumiss, I immediately began to munch on it.Ma Yihan cut the meat for me with a Mongolian knife, and complained, "Eat this every day, and you won't get tired of it."

"You don't understand, this is called enjoying life!" I said vaguely, and after taking a few mouthfuls, I couldn't stop nodding and praising, "The outside is charred and the inside is tender, and the sauce is abundant. This cook finally got the hang of it!"

After hearing my comment, Mao Yihan turned his eyes away disapprovingly, "It's not a practice! Today's sheep is an Altay goat you handpicked, and it was specially shipped from the Western Regions."

"Then let's do it like this from now on!" I said indifferently, and then wiped my mouth with a handkerchief, "You can tell the cook later, the skin can be baked to be more crispy."

"Alas..." Mauihan sighed reproachfully, stretched out his hand and poured some kumiss for me, "You eat everything, but pick everything!"

I quickly swallowed the mutton in my throat, raised my head and drank a few sips of kumiss, my mouth was full of creamy, sour and sweet, and the milk tasted fragrant, and only then did I feel a little full.I grabbed a piece of mutton with skin from the tray, and I buried my head in eating it again. Suddenly remembering what Mauihan said just now, I couldn’t help but casually replied, “Of course you have to treat yourself better when you’re away from home.”

Ma Yihan looked at me helplessly, "You are not afraid to be too kind to yourself!" I laughed out loud, reached out and pinched a piece of mutton and handed it to her, "Come on, eat some too! You rotten mouth tells people everywhere that I have treated you badly."

"No, no!" Mao Yihan glanced at the mutton in my hand, shook his hands and backed away as if he was facing a big enemy, "I was forced to eat half of it that time, and I swore I would never eat it again in my life. Touch the mutton!"

I gave her a blank look, and casually threw the mutton back into the tray, "Ignorant little girl!" I drank a few sips of kumiss and slowly swallowed all the scum in my mouth.Seeing Mauihan put down the Mongolian knife and turned around to tidy up the house, I hurriedly called out to her, "You wait and tell the cook to get some yellow mutton tomorrow."

Ma Yihan was taken aback, then stopped in place and looked at me, "It's already past the autumn hunting, where did you get the yellow mutton?"

I waved my hand, "Why do you need to worry about this, they have their own way." After thinking for a while, I added, "Don't forget, it must be sweet and sour, not too sour."

Mauihan shook his head dejectedly, walked to the side of the couch and folded his clothes, "Just squander the Khan's money as hard as you can! Be careful that one day you will sit on the mountain..."

"Pfft—" I burst out laughing, almost choking on the scum in my mouth, "you are a rich man, this kind of money is just a drop in the bucket for him. Besides, who knows if he has searched for people's fat and people's cream?" .I did this only to help him get it from the people and use it for the people!"

Mauihan wrinkled his nose suspiciously and realized after thinking for a while, "You're disrespecting the Khan again..."

I waved my hand indifferently, and spat out the bone in my mouth onto the round table, "It's not the first time, just don't be heard by him."

"Oh, you..." Mauihan sighed again, and looked at me regretfully, "I think King Khan has a lot of heart for you..."

"Okay! If you keep rambling on, I'll punish you to come and eat the leg of lamb!" I glared at her feigning anger, and the little girl shut her mouth quickly when she heard what I said.I looked back indifferently, but felt a little uncomfortable.I lowered my head and chewed for a while, the mutton in my mouth suddenly changed its taste...

In all fairness, during these days, Lhazang has been quite polite to me, and the food, clothing and supplies are all excellent.But this doesn't mean anything, the only thing that can prove... Thinking of this, I couldn't help sneering and twitching the corners of my mouth.Treating me like this is nothing more than because I am still useful to him... Lazang is a man, once I get in the way of his politics, he will definitely wring my neck off without hesitation.

When I was in a daze, it seemed that I really heard a "Kara".I curled my lips indifferently, just as I secretly blamed myself for being nervous, I heard more clicks coming one after another.Feeling something was wrong in his heart, he raised his head and looked out of the window, but met a pair of long and narrow red phoenix eyes from a distance.

I bowed my head blankly and continued to eat the mutton, but Mao Yihan stood up with a surprised face, walked respectfully to the door and drew the curtain.There was a sound of footsteps slowly approaching from far to near, until the luxurious Mongolian satin official robe came into view, and I had no choice but to raise my head.

"You go down first." Lazan looked sideways at Mauihan, his beautiful face was obscured by the shadow of the sun.As if sensing my gaze, the long and narrow Danfeng eyes turned suddenly, and the corners of the tall mouth curved almost invisibly.I frowned, and looked away.

"Yes." Mauihan replied in a low voice, bowed cautiously, and then lifted the curtain and retreated.

Suddenly there was no sound in the room, so I simply threw away the handkerchief, crossed my legs, and started eating at my desk.Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Lhazang pacing over, with an unclear expression on his face, except that the jade wrench on his thumb was clasped on the snuff bottle in his hand from time to time, making a harsh sound.

My jaw was suddenly pinched, and I was forced to stop chewing.Knowing that Lhazang has a very serious obsessive-compulsive disorder, I raised my eyes cooperatively to avoid being disadvantaged.

"You really don't think of yourself as an outsider." He narrowed his phoenix eyes, his eyes swept across the table full of food, and then fell back on me.I reached out and grabbed his sleeve, and wiped the greasy hands on it.Lhazang froze for a moment, and flung it away like an electric shock. When he looked back, his face was full of hatred.I was immediately amused, and said with a smile, "Thank you King Khan for your hospitality."

"Hmph..." Lhazang curled his lips in disdain, and cursed angrily, "Immatured woman!"

I looked away indifferently, reached out and grabbed a leg of lamb, and after eating a few mouthfuls, I suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly threw the leg of lamb back into the tray.He took a wet towel from the side and wiped his hands vigorously.Lhazang saw that I wiped it very carefully, and his eyes became cloudy.

The greasy hands were basically wiped off, and I washed my hands again in the copper basin on the low table, and wiped the damp clothes on the hem of the robe thoroughly, then picked up the yellow seal on the desk, "Help I'll bring this to him." Stretching out his hand to Lazang, his eyes suddenly turned cold and his complexion became gloomy.

"Please." I took a breath and lowered my tone.Lhazang looked at me lingeringly, and after a while he stretched out his hand and tore off the seal in my hand.Seeing him like this, I subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.But before he could let go completely, Lazang twisted the envelope between his fingers.I was taken aback, and quickly pressed his hand, "You can't look!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lazang gave me a displeased gouged look, and after shaking off my hand, he put the letter into his arms with a blank expression.Even so, I still raised my eyebrows worriedly, "You swear you won't steal my letter."

"Hmph..." Lhazang snorted coldly, suppressing anger in his deep voice, "Do you think this king will be as uneducated as you?!"

Although I agree with it from the bottom of my heart, I still shook my head on the face.Seeing my sincerity, Lhazang softened the expression on his face.In fact, there is nothing confidential in the letter, but I made it feel like a love letter, and I am really embarrassed to let outsiders see it.

Speaking of this letter, it took me a lot of work, and the content is also varied, with everything in it.In addition, I have been practicing writing brushes recently, so I simply showed Cangyang Gyatso a short piece of Chinese, and I don’t know if he can understand it...

Just as he was thinking wildly, there was a sudden sound of pushing and shoving from outside the curtain.Feeling a little strange in my heart, I walked over quickly, and just as I lifted the corner of the curtain, I heard Gao Jigeri's hoarse voice came in hastily, "Princess, you can't go in!"

I was taken aback, and looked back at Lhazang, his brows were already tightly knit, and his eyes were gloomyly fixed on the silk curtain.A familiar high-pitched female voice rang out aggressively, "Get out of the way!" Accompanied by the sound of weapons clashing, Gao Jigeri gasped and said, "The King Khan ordered that no one is allowed to enter, Also please the princess..."

When the other party was quiet, the voice became more and more furious, "Hmph, no one is allowed to enter?! Now that there is a new master, you can deny me as a princess, right?!" Before he could hear the answer, there was a flurry of whipping The child "hula hula" sounded.I was so scared that I got goosebumps all over my body, and I hurriedly hid behind Lazang.

Seeing me walking fast, Lhazang couldn't help but glance at me contemptuously.Although I feel a little shameless, the facts have proved that at this kind of juncture, it is superfluous to be a hero and talk about moral integrity.During these days, I have personally witnessed Caiwang Jiamao's fierceness.Her whip, I don't know what kind of material it is, it is more terrifying than lightning, once it is thrown, it will be disfigured at least, or even killed...

I remember when she came to trouble me for the first time, I didn't take precautions, and as a result, her shoulder was swung by the tail of her whip. Although the strength was not heavy, the scar has not completely faded yet.With that experience, I never dare to provoke this Rakshasa girl again.Every time I see her, I hide away from her. Who knows if she will be bored to improve her weapon, put poison on the whip or something... I can't afford this risk!

While thoughts were flying, the silk curtain was pulled up forcefully.Caiwang Jiamao strode into the room, flicked the whip in his hand, and the horn cup on the round table fell to the ground with a "crack".Hearing the messy noises, I hid more and more in the corner behind Lhasa, and found a fairly safe place, before I dared to open my head and look in the direction of the door curtain.

Caiwang Jiamao was dressed in a rouge-colored Mongolian gown with fretwork patterns, and a double-beaded wig on his head. The oval face was covered with rich makeup, and a pair of almond eyes were slightly raised, showing two points of arrogance and coldness.Facing Lhazang's sharp gaze, she wasn't afraid at all, instead she stood upright and looked over Lhazang.

There was a strong positive smell in the air, but the curtain was suddenly lifted again.Jeddah and Gao Jigeri stumbled into the house, their cheeks and necks were torn apart, and a few welts were clearly visible.Seeing the impatience on Lhazang's face, he knelt down on the ground hastily.They thought they would be reprimanded again, but Lazang just waved his hand to signal them to back down.After the two bowed respectfully, they bowed and retreated.

Watching their backs disappear at the door, I just felt my scalp go numb.Turning his head to look away, he met Shangcai Wang Jiamao's resentful gaze.She twitched the corners of her mouth with a sneer, and her eyes glanced at me, falling back on Lhazang, "What? You don't know how to go home after raising a vixen outside?!"

Lhazang's face turned serious when he heard the words, and his tone was restrained and calm, "Have you had enough trouble?!"

Caiwang Jiamao acted as if he had never heard of it, and he was talking to Lhazang, but his eyes shot at me like sharp arrows, "Hmph, when are you going to marry the Ming Dynasty?"

Lazang's eyes suddenly turned cold, and a dangerous light flashed in Danfeng's eyes, "I still need your permission to take a concubine?!" Looking at his clenched hands, I knew he was really angry... …

"Hmph—" Caiwang Jiamao was stunned, and the mask of forced calm on his face was instantly torn to pieces.She waved the whip in her hand, her icy face distorted with anger, "Okay! I'll ruin this vixen's face today, let's see if you like it or not!"

I was startled, and hurriedly stretched out my hand to cover my cheek. Through the narrow gaps between my fingers, I vaguely saw the pointed-toed leather boots with complicated patterns approaching quickly, and the leather whip was swaying in circles in the air. .

Suddenly Cai Wang Jiamao raised his hand, and slammed down the whip with a "crack".I immediately froze and waited for the pain to come, but I didn't feel anything after waiting for a while.

I was taken aback, opened my eyelids to look, and what caught my eyes was Lazang's broad back.He held the whip tail tightly with his palm outstretched in the air, and a long and narrow hole was torn in the robe on the other arm, and mottled blood was faintly visible.

Caiwang Jiamao on the opposite side was stunned, his face turned slightly pale, but his pair of Shanglazang's furious eyes and cold face became domineering again.Lhazang squinted his eyes, and pulled the whip violently, Caiwang Jiamao's body suddenly leaned forward uncontrollably.

With a crisp sound of "pa", a heavy slap landed on Caiwang Jiamao's face, she loosened her grip on the whip, her slightly trembling body was driven by a strong force and fell to the stone floor .La Zang raised his hand, and the whip twisted and flew out, flung it on the low table in the corner, and all kinds of things fell down with a "bang bang bang bang".

"Go back to Qinghai immediately!!" Lhazang turned his gaze away, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and his long and narrow Danfeng eyes were full of indifference and anger.Caiwang Jiamao, who fell down on the stone floor, turned back slowly, a trace of blood slid down the corner of her tightly closed mouth, forming a strong contrast with her pale complexion.

She stared at Lhazang intently, with a sneering smile on her lips, "We have been married for so many years, and you have never done anything to me, but now you are only doing it for a woman you can't get... I'm just stupid, you You're even more confused than me..."

I was startled, and froze in place like a wooden sculpture made of clay.I thought Caiwang Jiamao hated me only because Lhazang chased me vaguely, but now it seems... I can't help but smile bitterly, it turns out that she knows everything...

Lhazang didn't respond for a long time, Caiwang Jiamao stood up with his back straight, and seeing me staring straight at her, he couldn't help but sneered and wiped the blood from his mouth with his backhand, "You don't have to look at me like that, one day You will be abandoned too, worse than me!"

She twisted her throat and said, with a strong hatred in her voice.I stood there silently, watching her turn around and walk to the short side, took the whip and strode out the curtain again.Ben still had some admiration for her, but his admiration gradually turned into sympathy when he looked at the haughty and lonely figure through the narrow window.Even if she understands righteousness like her, no matter how tough she is, she is just an ordinary woman who longs for her husband's love...

Slowly pulling back his sight, there was a flash of a figure in his peripheral vision.Lhazang glanced at me indifferently, and walked towards the door.I said softly behind him, "She loves you very much."

The hand that lifted the curtain paused in mid-air, and Lhazang suddenly turned around and walked back to my side in a few steps.Before he could react, his neck was grabbed by him. "Hmm..." I snorted, my chest heaved violently, but the air sinking into my lungs became less and less.He instinctively clasped Lazang's wrist with both hands, and then he relaxed.

"You're starting to meddle in my housework?!" The cold voice of Jinshi came from beside my ears, and a cold light appeared in the long and narrow Danfeng's eyes.I looked at him calmly, trying to reduce the pained look on my face.Lhazang stared at me for a long while, then let go of his hand with a cold snort, "It's best to let go of what shouldn't be done!"

After speaking, he lifted the curtain and walked away. The voice gradually faded away, and finally completely dissipated in the stuffy air of the room.I rubbed my neck, looked at the silk curtain that was still shaking, and let out a long breath.

I was staring at the stone floor when Mauihan came in.She glanced around the room, then hurried out of the room and called two maids to come in to tidy up.The little girl has long been accustomed to Caiwang Jiamao's farce from time to time.Seeing that I was motionless, I couldn't help stretching out my hand to help me in worry.

I was dragged by her for a few steps, and slowly lay down on the rocking chair.Even though I tried my best to suppress the negative emotions in my heart, looking at the mess in the room and the busy figures of the maids, I still couldn't stop feeling tired...

It has been a while since I came to this Zhuangzi, and I can’t remember how long it took me to adapt to this kind of Mongolian life.Although Zhuangzi is located in the western suburbs of Lhasa, very close to Drepung Monastery, the smell in the air is completely different from the familiar Tibetan area. There is no butter, no mulberry smoke, so unfamiliar that every breath makes me feel inexplicably afraid.

The days slipped by day by day, and the initial restlessness gradually receded, but the emptiness in my heart could never be filled.Most of the time, I was bored in the room, sometimes lying on the couch to read, and sometimes writing on the desk.But every time I was serious for a while, I started to lose my mind, stared in a daze, and stared at an object inexplicably, and it took me a long time to look at it.

I lived like a walking dead like this, until one day, I was so lonely that every second I survived was suffering.I couldn't hold it any longer, and I was determined to change my current life.

So I started to study Mongolian cuisine, made things difficult for the cooks in Zhuangzi, started to learn how to draw pictures, and posed various problems for the carpenters.My food and clothing expenses have become extravagant, and even the furnishings in the house have to be changed from time to time.Every day, I keep finding things to do and tossing and tossing, so that I won't be so free, so that I... don't miss him so much...

I rubbed my moist eyelids, shook my head to shake off the drowsiness after taking a nap.I got up and walked to the desk, I picked up the Shengxuan under the "Poetry", and handed it to Mauihan who was cleaning the horn cup, "This is a newly drawn pattern, take it to the carpenter to re-carve."

She wiped her hands on the robe, took it carefully, glanced at it, and asked suspiciously, "It's been so long, don't you still miss your lover?"

I paused and felt a little uncomfortable, but I still pretended to be okay and bent over to sit on the chair in front of the desk.Knowing that I was about to start writing posts again, Mao Yihan hurriedly put Shengxuan into his arms, walked to the desk in a few steps, and gently rubbed the ink for me.

"You, you are so stubborn..." Mauihan sighed, and carefully looked at my face. Seeing that I didn't respond, he couldn't help but boldly continued, "Although King Khan is a bit fierce, But everything is up to you, and in this Zhuangzi, people are well-clothed and well-fed, I really don’t understand, what else are you dissatisfied with?”

I stopped the wolf hair in my hand, raised my head and gave Ma Yihan a look, but by chance, she lowered her head and continued to chatter without seeing my expression, "What is the origin of your lover? He is better than King Khan." fine?"

"Lots of talking!" I raised my eyebrows half-seriously, and Maui quickly covered his mouth with a smile.

Turning his gaze back to the thin paper on the desk, he picked up a pen and wrote a few words, but he still couldn't concentrate.Mao Yihan in the corner of his eye was still sharpening the ink seriously, although there was no sound, but even so, his heart was still inexplicably troubled.

I don't know how the people in this village view me, but in Mao Yihan's heart, she has already identified me as the mistress, and it's just a matter of time.As for Lhazang not mentioning my identity, what was revealed was a kind of connivance.

When I first came here, although I had a mentality of resistance, I was disturbed by the sadness of parting for a long time, and some things could not be clearly seen at all.After a long time, the resistance gradually faded away, but the fear in my heart bubbled up more and more.

Every time I saw the people in Zhuangzi, that feeling became stronger.I'm afraid of the way they look at me, and I'm even more afraid of seeing the certainty in their eyes, and seeing Lhazang's current power.

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, I am indeed outrageously paranoid and ignorant of current affairs.In this village, life can be endlessly luxurious and enjoyable, and there is no need to dodge like before.But even so, for me, it will always be a dangerous golden cage, there is no place worthy of my satisfaction, there is everything here, except love...