Chang'an Intoxicated, A Chaos-Bringing Concubine

In the evening of that day, they entered Guangning County, it was still Xuancheng who went to the inn to ask for a room, and even paid for the clothes, while Murong Yong ran errands.

At night, the candles in the room were flickering, the windows were half closed, and Murong Yong was leaning against the window and watching from a distance.

Lian Taiyi said, "We don't have much money, we went to the grassland, what do we need to earn money?"

Xuancheng asked, "What will we do?"

Lian Chengyi thought for a while, "Kung fu."

"People on the grassland live as nomads. Are you going to duel with cattle, sheep and horses? I think we go to graze those people's horses, get their mutton and kumiss, and sell them in the market. Have money?"

"Why bother, you immediately write a letter to the prefect of Guangning County and ask him to send the money."

Xuancheng refused, "What's the difference between this and extortion."

"Why didn't you say it when you stole General Polu's money?" Lian Chengyi's rebuttal made Xuancheng speechless.

But he still disagrees with Lian Taiyi's idea. Since he intends to leave Chang'an, he doesn't want to contact the court again. He wants to live here by his own ability. He wants to see if he is not Fu Jian's younger brother, can he die? In this place 640 years ago.

The rules remain the same, Xuancheng and Lian Taiyi sleep on the bed, Murong Yong sleeps on the floor.

Xuancheng thought, if he was Yuelao, he would definitely choose to lead the red thread in Lian Taiyi's hand to Murong Yong.

Going out of Guangning County, the population gradually becomes scarce, there are no strong cities in the Central Plains, and there are no cities and counties in the Central Plains. There are only large expanses of grasslands and deserts. To the northeast, there are lush water plants and endless green fields. But to the northwest, the aquatic plants are sparse, the rivers are dry, and the poplar trees are not scattered into forests.

Xuancheng stood on a tall hillside and looked from a distance, the vast green grassland, there are several streams lying quietly in the green grass, and there is no trace of anyone in a radius of ten miles.

He walked down the hillside, his face was a little tired, but his heart was excited and sad at the same time.

"Let's go southwest."

Xuancheng said, "Do you know where the southwest direction is?"

"I don't know, but you said, when we get out of the grassland, we're going to Jinyang. We can't go further and further."

"You're right."

Murong Yong came over at this time and said, "Going to the southwest, it is a branch of the Tuoba Xianbei, the Hexi tribe."

Xuancheng suddenly realized, yes, Murong Yong is from Xianbei, although he is from the Murong Xianbei clan, but he has some understanding of the tribal peoples in the grassland, especially since this was once the land of Tuoba Xianbei, the country of Dai, he can do it Be a guide.

"How much do you know about the Hexi tribe?"

"The Xianbei tribes of the prairie believe in Shamanism, but the people of the Hexi tribe believe in Taoism. After Tuoba Xianbei established a country on this grassland, they practiced Taoism because the rulers contacted Taoists from the north. The Hexi tribe, as the Tuoba tribe ruled Tribes, people here have all started to believe in Taoism, they are not closed to their own tribes, because they are located in the border area, after the Central Plains Dynasty went south to Jiankang, some Han people in the Central Plains began to go north to the grasslands and began to live with the people here. There is no objection to the Han people."

Xuancheng thought, what he said is correct, after the Five Husbands, some Han people in the north crossed south, and some entered the tribes in the northern grasslands. Although some were forced to do so, these border areas are multi-ethnic fusion places What's more, after Fu Jian destroyed the Dai Kingdom, he sent away some Di people and Han people here. Therefore, this grassland area is indeed a place where many ethnic groups live together.

"Okay, then let's go to the Hexi tribe."

The three of them walked in the direction of the wild geese flying south. After walking for about tens of miles, they saw a camp packed with blankets. There were about a hundred households. It was a depression behind a hillside. There are two not-so-high hillsides around, enclosing the camp here, people have to climb up these two hillsides to see the yurts inside, and there are some scattered cattle, sheep and horses outside the yurts. At this time, The sun from the sky fell on the felt bag and the horses outside, as if casting a layer of silver light on them, and the long and quiet grassland melody really sounded in Xuancheng's ears, like a sunset The autumn water is long and the sky is long, and the ancient road is westerly.

"Come on, let's go and spend the night here."

Therefore, Xuancheng walked in the middle, and the two of them followed on both sides of him, slowly walking towards the group of felt buns. There were some children playing in front of the felt buns. When they saw them coming, they dispersed with a bang. opened.

"Ah, come and see, a group of big brothers are here."

"Ah, who are they..."

Xuancheng pursed his lips and smiled, big brother, this name is really nice.

He walked to a felt bag, and a man came out of the felt bag, about 20 years old, with long hair in the middle, no braids, fair complexion, deep eyes, and a straight nose. Blue single gown, wide robe, high neckline, sleeves and hem trimmed with lace, the waist belt is also blue, on the feet are a pair of black cloth boots embroidered with exquisite patterns.

Xuancheng stepped forward, bent slightly, and said reverently, "Dear master, please forgive our recklessness, we are poor lost people from the south, maybe it is God's blessing that made me meet this group of benevolent people. People here, I hope that the master will not dislike us and let us stay here for one night."

The man also bowed deeply, and responded, "Oh, the guests from afar, what a poor and lovely person, God bless you, you have met a group of kind-hearted Hexi people, let us take you in Stay here."

After greeting him, Xuancheng introduced the two people behind him, "These are my two friends, Lian Taiyi and Murong Yong."

The man smiled and said, "My name is Hexi A'er, welcome guests from afar, please come in."

He raised the curtain in front of the felt bag and made a gesture of respectful invitation. Xuancheng, Lian Taiyi, and Murong Yong walked into the felt bag. , the stove is used for cooking and heating, the east side of the stove is stacked with dining and cooking utensils, the felt roof directly above the stove has a skylight, the west side of the stove is covered with carpet, and on the carpet is a carved wooden table with low legs, and the felt bag Horsewhips, bows and arrows are hung on both sides, and red lacquer painted wooden cabinets are placed on the west side of the tent. On the north corner of the wooden cabinets is the statue of the Taoist ancestor Taishang Laojun, with incense burners and offerings placed in front of the statue. It seems that Murong Yong is right, the tribes here believe in Taoism.

He Xi A'er poured a bowl of pure white kumiss for each of the three of them, handed them and said, "Dear guests, please allow me to welcome the three poor and lovely guests with pure, sweet and sweet kumiss."

Xuancheng and the others took it, without hesitation, they drank it in one gulp. In an instant, the throat was sour and sweet. After a while, it became refreshed again, like being blown by a cool wind on a hot summer night. Generally comfortable.

Although kumiss is wine, it is made by mixing mare's milk, so it is not as strong as wine.

Horses chase water and grass, people look up to Tong cheese, this strong national flavor, Xuancheng has a great affection for the hospitable people on the grassland.

"May I ask the three guests, how did you get lost here? Where are you going?"

His eyes were deep, Xuancheng was momentarily confused when he looked over, he shook his head, "I don't know."

"Oh? Don't you know where you're going?"

Xuancheng wanted to shake his head, then nodded, and in the end, he returned an awkward smile to his master.

Hexi A'er thought for a while and said, "It's okay, you can just stay here."

"Oh, by the way, what's your name?"

Xuancheng thought for a while, then replied, "Hemerocallis Hua,"

"There are daylily flowers in the world, which can relieve sorrow and embarrassment. You are a beautiful daylily flower."

Xuancheng said, "Oh, no, Hexi A'er, please forgive me for calling you by your name, not the flower of flowers, but the flower of **."

Hexi A'er was slightly startled, and he didn't know what was thinking in his deep eyes. After a while, he said, "You can stay here with peace of mind. I'll go out and report to the leader." After saying that, he turned around and left the tent. Bao, there are only Xuancheng and the others in the tent.

Lian Taiyi glanced in the direction of the curtain door, "When did you have such a name?"

"It was there a long time ago."

"Really? What a nice name, Daylily Flower, it's really like what Hexi A'er said, like a beautiful daylily flower."

Xuancheng didn't respond to Lian Taiyi's joke, he knew it must be a joke because of the unpredictable smile on his face.

After a long time, Hexi A'er came back. After entering the tent, he said to the three of them, "You will stay at my house tonight, and I will live at the chief's house. Please don't be restrained, three guests."

Xuancheng cupped his fists and said, "Thank you."

Hexi A'er sat down and chatted with them, "The three are Han Chinese?"

Xuancheng thought, with the clothes of himself and Lian Taiyi Murong Yong, he must think that he is Han. Murong Yong said that this place is a place of multi-ethnic integration, and even Han people will be regarded as friendly friends. Thinking about it, he nodded, "Yeah."

Hexi A'er sighed, "Hey, the life of friends in the south is too bad now. I heard that the emperor was driven to the seaside. What kind of sea is that? But the lakes and seas in our prairie are beautiful. We have Harun Lake, Hasu Sea, and Juyan Sea are boundless lush aquatic plants."

"Donghai." Xuancheng said.

"Oh, yes, I heard that the Han people in our tribe said that Donghai is called a stone city. Is there really a city wall made of stones?"

Xuancheng pursed her lips and smiled, "No, that's just a beautiful name."

Indeed, it is a languid and desirable beautiful place.

Liu Yuxi once wrote a poem about Stone City, which said, "The mountains surround the old country, and the tide beats the empty city to return lonely. To the east of the Huai River is the old moon, and it is late at night to return past the female wall."

That is also the hometown of Xuancheng.