A group of cavalrymen with red flags rode by, raising smoke and dust all the way.
Their chest guards, saddles, saddle pads, quivers, belts, spears, shields, and war sticks were red, and this was a personal escort of the Timurid Khan, which was patrolling the barracks.
When the soldiers, artisans, and merchants saw this, they all made way for them.
Facing them, a white cavalry contingent was coming, and all their equipment was white.
The two teams crossed over, and the two cavalry leaders in chain armor raised their hands in salute.
These two mighty teams rushed by, and immediately brought a kind of killing aura of battlefield soldiers, but on both sides of the road they galloped through, there were many stalls.
This so-called road was made up of vendors' stalls, who spread a felt blanket on the ground, put food, saddles, iron tools, leather, and medicinal herbs, and began to buy and sell.
There was a covered shed with white cloth on the side of the road, and in it a barber was repairing the hair and beards of the soldiers with helmets in their arms.
Solemnity and laid-back hustle and bustle blend perfectly.
If you look down from the heights, you will see that further to the left of the stalls is a large Turkish bath, a row of wooden houses, steaming from the windows, some people who have just finished bathing are coming out, others are walking in.
On the other side, not far behind the vendors' positions is an empty circular arena where a circus troupe is playing with bears and monkeys.
As you look down like an eagle from the sky, you will find that all of this is just a small corner of the huge tabernacle city, and when it becomes a small black dot, you can't see the edge of the city, not even the eagle's eye.
This is the Chinese army camp where Timur is stationed in the stabbing camp, a moving city.
An Indian with a cloth on his head sat cross-legged on a pegboard and played a bamboo flute, and two king cobras spitting snake letters danced in front of him, although their fangs had been removed, but seeing this scene, the people next to him still stayed away from him, so he got a very small reward, but this skinny artist did not care, still slightly closed, playing his flute.
Compared with this less popular Indian Ah San, who can only fill his stomach with about the income from his performances, a circus next to it is very popular, because the dance of the two snakes is far less charming than the bewitching women of the two snakes, it is a small group of geisha who have just arrived at this military castle to pan for gold for a few days.
The soldiers loved to watch their performances, and they did a lot of juggling, magic, and wonderful dances, performed by two bewitching women, which would definitely catch the attention of all men.
According to the teachings of Timurid Khan, it was forbidden for all members of society of both sexes to engage in adultery, sell silver, engage in prostitution, fornication, cheating, and have the same surname, whether slaves or free men, and never allow them to engage in it or force others to do it.
Therefore, although it is not known whether such behavior was secretly practiced in the barracks that were not under the direct control of Timur, no one dared to violate this rule here.
In the barracks, except in special cases, with the permission of Timurid Khan, even alcoholic beverages were absolutely not allowed to be consumed, even those soldiers of other religions, and gambling was also not allowed.
Drinking, sex, gambling, these things are not allowed, and these strong, energetic soldiers can only have fun after training.
As a result, all kinds of performing art forms are highly marketable and popular here.
Within a few days of its arrival, the little circus was warmly welcomed by the soldiers.
The art troupes here are all performing in the barracks, and everywhere they go, this small circus is the most popular.
After the two dancers finished their performances, they gracefully retreated behind a curtain made of tarpaulin, and a bearded man with a white handkerchief on his head immediately made a neat hollow somersault, turned in front of the spectators, with a clown nose on his head, and held a gong in his hand, "bang" sounded, and then the gong turned over, and it became a plate begging for money.
The coins thrown by the soldiers clanged and fell on the gong, and he bowed and laughed while shouting in broken Turkic: "Ha thank you thank you for the reward, please don't go away, and then our little girl will perform a magic trick for you" In the crowd, there were a few people who were covered from head to toe in turban robes, their faces also covered with scarves, but from their curvaceous eyebrows and charming eyes, it was clear that they were several women.
The women, too, had weapons in their hands, and they whispered a few words before turning away.
As one of the women turned, with a wave of her hand, a string of money flew up and landed exactly in the bearded man's gong.
"Thank you, thank you" The bearded man thanked him in an exaggerated tone and lame language, and at the same time grabbed the handfuls of copper coins and hurriedly put them into his arms.
If Ming'er and Ziqi were here, I am afraid they would not recognize that this juggler with dark skin, a dense beard that almost covers most of his cheeks, and is nodding to the audience is their husband Yang Xu.
Xia Xun stared at the departing female soldiers, although they were wearing fat robes, but a gust of wind blew their robes close to their bodies, revealing their beautiful and moving figures.
Xia Xun thought to himself: "These female soldiers are under the tent of Timur, and this place is not far from his Chinese army tent, but unfortunately it is close at hand, like the end of the world, and it is really difficult to get one step closer." ” Xia Xun sighed secretly, raised his voice and said: "Hey, the clever magic show is about to start, please enjoy" After the words fell, a little girl wearing a robe and a veil walked out from behind the curtain wearing a colorful magic carpet, and there was a burst of cheers and applause from outside.
Before Xia Xun arrived here, he didn't expect that the military camp that should be solemn and well-disciplined could be like this, however, although this military camp was like a fully functional city, Xia Xun could feel the huge energy and orderliness contained in it.
Perhaps, it is precisely because this military camp is as complete as a city that such an army can fight thousands of miles, just like being in his hometown.
In the Central Plains army, the phenomenon of such a phenomenon of inevitable discipline remains, because this has always accompanied their army, and alcohol, sex, gambling and other behaviors cannot be operated here due to the prohibition of doctrine, so the long-term run-in will not only not have an impact on their military discipline, but has become a useful supplement to the Timurid Empire's expeditionary force.
Xia Xun returned to the back of the tent, immediately took off the clown's nose, threw it on a broken bag with the gong, and sat on the dirty tattered felt carpet.
Although learning from the dragon and learning from the tiger is like a tiger, Xia Xun has no shortage of training in this area, and the pampered life in the past few years has not made him unable to get off the shelf, but like a real artist, he jumped on the edge of the field, shouting hoarsely and shouting the few words he learned that seemed to be incomprehensible, which was really tiring.
Chen Dong and Ye Anhui were originally very skilled in wrestling, and under the guidance of Saihazhi, they quickly mastered the characteristics of Mongolian wrestling, so the two of them are now also actors, they are barebacked, wearing a short skirt full of various colors of cloth, wrestling like a Mongolian man.
They came on before Celine and Jeanne and were resting at the moment.
Celine and Jeanne specialize in dance and music and are the pillars of the circus, and their performances are most popular with the soldiers, followed by Chen Dong and Ye An's wrestling.
Tang Sayer was good at magic, and a little knick-knackin she took out at random was enough to make these idle soldiers cry out for amusement.
As for Liu Yujue, Xia Xun thought that he would be more useful than him, at least his heels turned beautifully.
But after arriving here, Liu Yujue soon found a performance project that suited him.
He can blow the flute, he can write, he can open the bow left and right with both hands, and he can write calligraphy at the same time.
Samarkand is now arguably the most eclectic place in the world, home to many of Eurasia's most brilliant entertainers, craftsmen and literati, as well as engineers and scientists.
After the defeat of the Yuan Dynasty and retreat to Mobei, many dignitaries of the Yuan Dynasty gave up the Northern Yuan court that fled back to Mobei and switched to the command of Timur.
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Liu Yujue's Han face is too obvious, and the deliberate pretentiousness makes people suspicious, anyway, the city-like military camp is mixed with various races from Asia, Europe and Africa, including many Han people, so it is more safe to show that he is a Han person, pretending to be a down-and-out Han literati.
Although these soldiers may not recognize Chinese characters, they are still more interested in writing with two hands at the same time, and writing two different lines of words at the same time.
And the three people sent by Hari Sultan who were fluent in multiple languages in Central Asia were originally one of his henchmen, and they had to stay in the background as handymen.
So, in this circus, Lord Yang Xuyang, the auxiliary prince who can see people and talk about people, talk nonsense, pretend to be a dragon like a dragon, and pretend to be a tiger has become the person with the lowest status, he is responsible for beating gongs to attract customers, bowing and collecting money, and is responsible for playing a clumsy clown for everyone's amusement during the pause between the actors and the actors.
What else is Sehachi Sehazhi was a Mongol, and the most of Timur's army were Mongols and Turks So Sehazhi naturally became the head of the circus troupe.
Master Sai coughed and said in a long voice: "Xiao Xiazi" Xia Xun shuddered, quickly jumped up, and came to this Lafayette: "Master, you command" Master Sai said slowly: "Things should be handled with care, what can be done if they are broken?"
Not to mention, this back tent is ventilated everywhere, it is really easy to be seen, Xia Xun can do this, and it is normal for Saihazhi, who is the boss, to see the management.
Celine and Jeanne looked at it with a smile, and Xia Xun nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Yes, yes, yes, master, what you taught you is" Then she whispered a few words to him.
Saihazhi's eyes flashed slightly when he heard this, and then he coughed and said, "I think the people here like our troupe, so let's do it for a few more days here, and we won't be busy."
Xia Xun secretly praised, Lao Sai looked rude, but there was a lot of coarseness, and he was worried that he didn't look like it.
After a while, Tang Sai'er performed a few small tricks, and then replaced Liu Yujue on the stage.
Liu Yujue has shaved off his beard and regained his handsome appearance, among the crowd, his performance is not particularly popular, just have something to watch, and talk is better than nothing.
Today, on stage, Liu Yujue, as always, first played a song of dong flute, in exchange for a little applause, Liu Yujue did not think so, and performed calligraphy again.
The audience was interested in his ability to write two different lines of text at the same time while being able to distract from it, and the applause was also given for this.
After the performance, Liu Yujue smiled lightly and bowed off the stage, but he didn't want someone to follow him backstage.
"Hey, it's backstage, who called you in?"
As soon as he saw that man broke into the back tent, a warrior named Zangfeng sent by Hari Sultan to cooperate with Xia Xun and others immediately dropped his work and shouted in Turkic language.
Xia Xun raised his head when he heard the sound and glanced at the person, who was about fifty years old, with shallow wrinkles on his face, three locks of long hair, a clear face, and a Chinese-style cyan cotton robe.
The man smiled, looked at Liu Yujue, and said in fluent Chinese: "I think this little brother writes well, in this place, compatriots who can speak fluent Chinese are considered valuable, and it is even more rare to be able to write such a charm with a brush."
I just don't know how the little brother is so talented to learn, how he ended up in such a field" As soon as this person spoke, he not only spoke in Chinese with a round tone, but also his tone was extremely elegant and elegant, and it sounded as warm as the wind.
Xia Xun and Liu Yujue glanced at each other, and hurriedly stepped forward together.
Liu Yujue bowed and said: "Old man, the surname of the late born is Bai, and Bai Yuluo falls." ” Guo Yixuan said softly, "Ah", and said: "The name is very elegant, and the appearance is good, it's just that the little brother is handsome and elegant, and he is knowledgeable, and now he has fallen to this step of the field, it is really white jade and dust, it seems that this name is a little unlucky." ” Liu Yujue said: "The name is given by the parents, how can the children of a person pick and choose, and criticize themselves in vain, the fate of life is unpredictable, if it is said that the name is unknown, but it may not be" The man laughed hehehe, and said, "It's the old man who said the wrong thing, please don't blame it."
Liu Yujue arched his hand and said, "I haven't asked Mr. for his name yet." ” The man stroked his beard with his hand and said proudly: "The old man's surname is Guo, Guo Yixuan is the queen of Fenyang County in the Tang Dynasty." : Awkward journey, troubles two: It is said that I arrived at the hotel for a long time, only to see that Feng Ling was late, and after asking, I knew another thing: Feng Ling is road blind.
I only then knew why he was so enthusiastic to wait for me to go with him When he learned that I was in Pudong, he had to leave by himself, but he turned around at Hongqiao Airport, and couldn't find his way out for a long time, he carried a big bag for a long time, and kept looking around, which aroused the suspicion of the security guard, and quietly stared at him.
In the end, he got tired, found a corner, put his bag down, squatted on the ground, and continued to look for his way and peep at the stewardess, while pulling open the bag, as if he wanted to take something.
The security guard immediately pounced on him and held him down, and finally he left majestically under the escort of two security guards, like a big brother in the underworld.
Poor thing, it's a miracle that this thing came to the hotel in its entirety To be continued: