Tibetan Mastiff

"You're here." Banjue Gonpo had a little smile on his dark face, reined in and said, "Would you like to watch my horse race?"

"Yes, let's take a look at Mr. Ban's majestic appearance on the racecourse." Fu Yanghe smiled.

"Then just wait, I'll win you a good fortune."

Banjue Gonpo said, he lightly clamped the horse under his crotch with his legs, and returned to the competition field.When Fu Yanghe and Meng Tao arrived under the awning, Yang Jin stood up excitedly and shouted, "Teacher Fu!"

"Ms. Fu is here. I was just talking. It would be a pity if you didn't come to see me." The old lady said with a smile, "Please sit down."

Fu Yanghe thanked him and sat cross-legged beside him.The posture of Tibetans sitting cross-legged is actually very comfortable, and people will look dignified and graceful.Forget about them, old lady Ban Jue's posture of sitting cross-legged, lazy and dignified, is really very rich.

"I heard from Ban Jue that you went to visit the mountains. If it wasn't for my poor health, I would follow you." The old lady said with a smile, "I'm old, and I only went around Jiusu Temple."

Fu Yanghe smiled and said: "We can't do it either. We can't keep up with our physical strength, so we came back halfway. I happened to meet Meng Tao and said that Ban Jue was racing, so I hurried over to join in the fun. He was going to participate in the horse racing, and he didn't tell me in advance. One sound, I came over to cheer him up, and I almost missed it."

"It's just being lively and lively with everyone every year," Ban Jue's mother said with a smile, "It's not something worth talking about for fun. He is afraid of delaying Teacher Fu's work."

"Our work today is over, and we will have fun with everyone today."

"Ban Jue's horse racing is amazing, you'll know later." Meng Tao said, with that look, he seemed to be showing off his man.

Compared with her, Yang Jin was much quieter, and he just poured tea for Fu Yanghe and the others with a gentle smile.Fu Yanghe noticed that she had been looking under another awning not far away, so he looked along.Meng Tao approached him and whispered, "She sees her sweetheart."

"Who?"

"The one in the navy blue robe is called Tsering, and he is Yang Jin's fiancé."

The man named Tsering was not like a Kham native. He was not tall and big, but his body was thin. His skin was the same as that of Banjue, and he was not darker than ordinary Tibetans.When he was a guest at Ban Jue's house last time, he heard something about him, and he seemed to be a senior student.

There are a lot of people around the racecourse. The Kham girls like snow peaks are beautiful and generous, and the Kham boys like mountains are strong and unrestrained. This is what Fu Yanghe admires the most about ethnic minorities, even though the material conditions in some places are not as good as those in metropolises. , but always seems to be contented and happy, and the human spirit is always extraordinarily vigorous, as if enthusiasm is flowing in the blood.

All the participants in the horse race were young and middle-aged men, but among the group of grown men, Banjue Gonpo was the most conspicuous one, not only because of his hairstyle, he wore a white inner shirt in his Tibetan robe, which was The pair of breasts was inlaid with gold, with moiré patterns on the top, showing Zhou Zheng's noble air. Compared with those riders, his originally dark face looked a little fair.

Before the horse race started, a group of Tibetan girls in costumes came to the venue and danced a mighty Guozhuang dance.While watching, Fu Yanghe explained to Huang Jingchen and Sun Lei softly.

Guozhuang dance can be divided into big Guozhuang dance and small Guozhuang dance. The small Guozhuang dance is more casual, while the big Guozhuang dance has a strict order. This time they danced the Xiaoguozhuang dance, obviously just for the heat of the horse race.

In fact, the folk dances often danced by the real folk are very simple, mainly based on some basic movements, such as "shaking and crossing the legs", "stepping and turning", "crossing the legs and squatting", etc. The arm movements are also based on lifting, swinging , Shaking mainly, most people who learn dance can do it as long as they watch it carefully.

A Guozhuang dance successfully made the arena lively, and the horse racing was finally about to start.Fu Yanghe was stunned for a moment when he saw someone coming forward to offer bows and arrows to the players, and then asked Meng Tao, "Do they still want to shoot?"

Meng Tao nodded and said excitedly, "Otherwise, what's so interesting about just horse racing? The biggest highlights of this competition are fast horse archery and khata picking!"

Meng Tao didn't have time to say more, the music suddenly started, everyone stood up, Fu Yanghe and the others also stood up, and saw more than a dozen red-clothed lamas sitting on the incense stand in the middle of the racetrack, the riders Standing high on the horse, walked around the incense stand amidst the sound of the lama chanting scriptures, and finally stood in a line.

This form of blessing added a sense of sacredness to the horse race, and Fu Yanghe's heart suddenly rose, seeing Ban Jue Gongbu turning his head and looking at them.

"Come on, Ban Jue!" Meng Tao waved excitedly.

Fu Yanghe couldn't help clenching his fists, and whispered in a low voice, "Come on!"

The sound of drums sounded, and Fu Yanghe shook his fist excitedly, staring at the referee holding the starting gun, only to hear the sound of the starting gun with a "bang", the horses raced, and the crowd suddenly boiled !

Fu Yanghe and the others sat down again, but they didn't care about what other people were shouting. They just shouted for cheer, and saw the horse galloping out. The colorful silks and satins on the horses and racers fluttered freely, and the sound of hoofbeats was drowned in the shouts of the crowd, but Fu Yanghe only stared at Banjue Gonpo, as if he had seen a natural Hero on horseback.Meng Tao grabbed his arm excitedly: "We're in the archery zone!"

The archery area is about 100 meters long, and there are several red archery targets erected in the middle. Long before Banjue Gonpo, a young man with a dark face took the lead in shooting the first arrow. After cheering for a while, Fu Yanghe saw that Banjue Gonpo picked up the bow and arrow, took his hands off the rein, and pulled out two arrows from the quiver behind his back. As vigorous, vigorous and powerful, Xiao Tang next to him scolded: "Damn, so handsome!"

Fu Yanghe thought fuck it, he also wanted to say this!Ban Jue Gonpo fired two arrows at once, and the two arrows shot out instantly, but they separated in the air and went straight into the front and rear targets!Fu Yanghe didn't have time to marvel, and Ban Jue shot out a few more arrows, and he could imagine the tearing sound of the arrows piercing the bull's-eye.

"Damn it!" He couldn't help cursing, his blood was about to boil, he was so fucking handsome! ! !

Apparently, Banjue Gonpo was also the most concerned competitor of the crowd. His six arrows shot out, and the crowd also boiled.Meng Tao said: "Steady, steady!"

The track is two kilometers long and divided into round and round trips. For the convenience of the onlookers, horse racing and archery and hada picking are set up in the first half.

After passing the archery area, the faces of the contestants could not be seen clearly. Fu Yanghe sat on his knees and looked into the distance, only to see Banjue Gonpo submerged in the crowd, so he asked: "So who shot more arrows just now?" ?”

Meng Tao nodded and said: "The length of the archery area is fixed, and the pursuit is to be fast, accurate and ruthless. The time is limited. If you just blindly shoot a few more arrows and delay the time, the result will be invalidated. Wait for it." The same is true for picking hada. The best rider is the one who hits the most arrows and picks up the most hada, but also reaches the finish line first.”

"You said that Ban Jue has already won several championships? He is so good, doesn't it mean that others can't get ahead?"

Meng Tao laughed and said: "So if he wins the championship again this year, he won't participate next year. There is an unwritten rule, like Dorjebu before him, the longest record holder before him is four consecutive championships , so he didn’t participate again after he won the fifth championship. Now, as long as Ban Jue wins one more race and wins the new horse racing champion, he will break Dorjebu’s record.”

Kangba Erlang is brave and fierce. It is not easy to win consecutive championships. Coupled with the development of the times, the proficiency in horsemanship will become less and less, and the records will become more and more difficult to break. Maybe Banjue Gonpo created this A record that will never be broken again.

"Here we come." Xiao Tang also knelt and straightened his body, poking his head and shouting, "Who do you think will be the first to rush out?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked over breathlessly, only seeing a group of colorful shadows, which were the colored silk on the horses and players.The sound of the horse's hooves became louder and louder, and Fu Yanghe could even feel the vibration from his knees.Mrs. Banjue and the others were obviously nervous too, staring into the distance motionlessly.The racers got closer and closer, and their faces gradually became clear. The crowd that had just calmed down was noisy again, and the crowd was moving and looking into the distance.

"It's Ban Jue!" Meng Tao shouted!

I saw a group of Khamba men galloping on galloping horses. The riders were strong and the horses were fierce. With the flying colored silk, they had the momentum to swallow mountains and rivers. Banjue Gonpo took the lead and broke into the Hada area first.The ground was covered with white khata, and Banjue Gonpo's body suddenly fell off the horse's back. Fu Yanghe exclaimed in fright, almost thinking that Banjue Gonpo fell off the horse's back. Seeing that Banjue Gonpo's legs were hooked on the horse's back, his body almost fell off the horse's back, and he picked up a khata with his long arms, while the racing horse under his crotch was still galloping. The situation was so intense, Makes it almost impossible to breathe.The moment he picked up the khata, a young man behind him leaped past him. It was the young man who took the lead in Ban Jue's first arrow just now.The young man was full of vigor, and he patted the horse's back and jumped up, holding the rein with one hand, but his whole body was in the air. He stretched out his hand and grabbed two khatas in his hand, but he didn't seem to plan to get back on the horse, ready to go Pick up the third hada.In order to increase the difficulty of picking up hada, there is a certain distance between each hada. Seeing that the young man almost picked up the third hada, his body suddenly swayed, and his whole body was almost thrown under the horse’s hoof. The crowd screamed, and the young man fell off the horse and rolled directly under Ban Jue's hooves. Yang Jin, who was beside him, also exclaimed in shock: "Ah!"

Ban Jue grabbed the reins abruptly, the racing horse under him had already jumped up, abruptly changed direction in the air, and slanted to the other side, only to change direction suddenly, but the racing horse fell to the ground and was about to fall to the ground , The horseshoes splashed countless sand and mud on the ground!

Damn it, Fu Yanghe thought to himself that he would never watch horse racing again, it made his heart jump out of his chest!

Ban Jue and the racehorse under him almost touched the ground. Ban Jue supported the ground with his left hand and his long arm, and even the horse and man turned over in an instant. The racehorse still did not stop, and Ban Jue got up on his body In an instant, I got another hada in my hand!

And the young man who rolled off the horse just now climbed onto the horse again, his agility is amazing.The crowd erupted into warm applause and cheers, and Fu Yanghe yelled "Okay", followed by clapping.

He didn't bother to look at the men who were as light as swallows at the back. He just watched Banjue Gonpo, who was the first to cross the finish line with a man and a horse, picked up a hammer wrapped in red cloth, and struck the finish line. gong sound.Both Yang Jin and Meng Tao couldn't hold back and ran towards the finish line, and he couldn't help but jumped up and ran after him.

In their eyes, Banjue Gonpo is a horseback hero who returned in triumph!

Banjue Gonpo gasped and kissed the horse under his crotch. His face was a little red from excitement, and he was panting heavily. He bowed his head and accepted the khata as a reward.

"Ban Jue!"

Meng Tao and Yang Jin took the lead and ran up to him to congratulate him. Banjue Gonpo, who was always somewhat restrained, smiled brightly this time. He looked through them and saw Fu Yanghe running over excitedly. straighten up.

Banjue Gonpo is so charming, he stares straight at you with sparkling eyes, warm and simple, he is like that vigorous horse, which makes people want to ride him, also like the most heroic horse The rider makes people willingly want to be the horse under his crotch.

"Congratulations." Fu Yanghe's voice trembled with excitement, and he was even happier than he won No.1 in the competition.

Ban Jue Gonpo took off the khata around his neck and raised his hands towards him. He froze for a moment, then stretched his head forward slightly, and Ban Jue put the khata on his neck.The snow-white khata, which symbolizes the purest and most beautiful blessings of the Tibetan people, flutters in the wind on his chest.Fu Yanghe's eyes were brighter than Banjue Gonpo's at the moment, and he looked up at the hero who had just returned home.