Xia Xun had seen the scene of the bonfire party on the grassland in movies and TV before, which was roughly the same as what he saw in front of him.
Stacks of firewood were burning, low tables were placed on all sides, felt carpets were spread behind the low tables, some people played melodious horse-head fiddles, sang heroic and melodious songs, girls in bright dresses and neatly dressed boys sang and danced around the bonfire.
The difference is that the picture in the realm is always the dazzling firelight, jumping figures, and joyful singing, and the lively atmosphere fills the entire screen.
And being in it, sitting here, is a completely different feeling.
When you look up, you see a sky full of stars, far and near, bright and dark, like the Milky Way hanging upside down, forming a deep and vast starry sky, under this vast starry sky, nothing can be called great, that silence and insignificance are deep in the bone marrow.
Looking back, the rivers, mountains, and continuous grasslands are all submerged into the endless darkness, and the faint howl of the wolf comes with the wind.
Xia Xun suddenly had a feeling, just like when he was holding a candle in the Beiping Underground Palace, the light was only this point in front of him, and there was endless darkness in all directions.
This kind of feeling is probably only available to people like him who are accustomed to living in the Central Plains city, and these people on the grassland are calmly enjoying the joy of this night.
The three kings of Warat have not yet come out with Zhao Zijin, the lord of the Qincha, and now they are active at the banquet scene, all of whom are the Warat tribe who arrived first and the Qincha guards who were invited to come.
Here, there is no need for them to follow Zhao Zijin step by step, if the three kings of Warat have evil intentions, with their numbers, it will not help to be present, and the safety of Lord Qincha does not depend on their existence.
Tonight's seat was chaotic, the Ming guards were all pulled by the warriors of Wara to sit behind several cases in various places, Fei Hewei and Xia Xun finally squeezed together, the two were accompanied by a bearded Warat, and the three of them sat together.
The Warat man knew some Chinese but was limited, and most of his words had to be supplemented with gestures.
The people who said this were tired, and the people who listened were even more tired, and there were not too many words in the two times, Xia Xun was happy and relaxed, looking around alone to feel the wild and free party atmosphere on the grassland.
In fact, there is a reason why he looks around, he wants to find the old woman who talked to him in the afternoon, the old woman has a considerable affection for Da Ming, maybe he can use it, if he knows it with affection and reason, and then allows her a lot of money, maybe he can persuade her to use it for himself.
Of course, he would not act rashly on this plan, and he needed to make further contact with the old woman first, and try to win her possible surname by side knocks.
But the sky was too dark, and the brightest place was the young men and women who were singing and dancing around the fire, and the Warats who were surrounded by the red light of the fire were reflected in the red light, but it was difficult to see their appearance.
Xia Xun thought secretly: "Most of the people who like to be lively are young people, could it be that the old woman won't appear tonight Well, this Warat people are all based on one tent, and the social structure is loose."
Even their soldiers were temporary wartime recruits, and there were very few permanent members of the tribe.
The king of Mahamu said that his daily life was only served by the slaves and maids of his own family, and when Qin sent him, he did not have so many servants to entertain him, so he could only requisition other tribesmen and their slaves nearby, so the old woman was either a slave of the Mahamu family, or the people of Mahamu himself, and he lived not far away. ” Xia Xun was thinking, the three kings of Wara accompanied Zhao Zijin to come far away, there were people on both sides holding torches, the noisy scene suddenly quieted down, the girls who were singing and dancing and those young men ran to both sides quickly, Ma Hamu and the three of them accompanied Zhao Zijin to sit in the chairman, both sides said a high-sounding polite words, and the party officially began.
"Pomp Pomp" Three piles of firewood piled up like hills were lit, and two bonfires were originally lit at the scene.
On the side, the crowd separated, a row of girls rushed in, seeing their dress, Xia Xun was stunned, because they are not traditional Mongolian costumes, all of them are light gauze to cover the body, jade arms are half exposed, the round waist of the little man reveals a snow-white belly, the navel is coated with gold powder, and the stars shine like stars in the firelight.
Their red and gold dresses are of uneven length, consisting of strips of skirts that reach long enough to reach the feet and are as short as the thighs, so that the slender thighs can loom as soon as they move slightly, and you can imagine how wonderful it would be if they danced and stepped on their hands and feet.
Mahamu smiled and said, "Lord Qincha, do you know what kind of dance this is?"
Mahamu was surprised to look at this dress that was very different from the traditional Mongolian costume, and when he saw those young girls wearing ivory Buddha crowns and draped tassels on their shoulders, they seemed to be dressed in the flying dance in the Western Regions, and there were some Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, and suddenly a flash of inspiration blurted out: "Sixteen Heavenly Demon Dance" Ma Hamu was a little surprised, and said, "Lord Qincha is well-read and strong, yes, this is the Sixteen Heavenly Demon Dance.
The general content of the Sixteen Heavenly Demon Dance is that the Heavenly Demon is transformed into sixteen beautiful women, trying to lure the Bodhisattva with hue, which can be regarded as the pinnacle of the glamorous dance of that era, it was originally a dance in the Yuan Dynasty court that was appreciated and watched by the emperor and his favored subjects, and the dance was later, the monarchs and ministers often rolled into a ball with the "Heavenly Witch", and performed the trick of the meat futon.
Up and down, this kind of dance began to spread among the people, but after the founding of the Ming Dynasty, in the Central Plains, this kind of dance can never be seen, Zhao Zijin only saw the record and description of this dance in the book, thanks to his reading a lot, he actually remembered.
Ma Hamu said with a smile: "This dance is extremely beautiful, but it is not easy to get together these sixteen beauties, usually even this king is rare to see, Lord Qin is a guest from afar, this king specially prepared this wonderful dance, to entertain the guests" He raised his hand, struck three times in a row, and shouted, "Start" Immediately, the sound of beauty was great, and sixteen girls danced, dancing into the heavens and demons, revealing their wonderful appearances, pink bends, breasts and hips, and in the light veil that wanted to be hidden, they did their best to tease and seduce, and every light fold of their thin waists, and every light glance of their charming eyes, were full of endless temptation.
In particular, they also wore masks with gold leaf on their faces, which were only half of the masks, and could only cover the eyes above the nose, like cat's eyes, which made their faces look a little strange and mysterious, and at the same time, it added a bit of charm.
Maybe it's not easy to pick sixteen stunning beauties, especially in this grassland, but as soon as this mask is covered, the five-point posture has also become ten, to talk about the body, these young girls are pink and bent jade, and which one is not charming Therefore, not only the three kings of Warat and Zhao Zijin were fascinated, but even the Warat people in the four places were also the same.
They had never seen this kind of beauty, everyone seemed to have been under a dumb spell, one by one held their breath, staring closely at their every move, no one spoke, and no one drank, for fear of missing a single action.
It's just that, sixteen beauties, you advance and I retreat, you left and I right, constantly changing the direction and body movements, no one can firmly stare at a beauty to watch, so that the dazzled, only feel extremely beautiful, extremely beautiful, full of jade arms and thighs, think about it carefully, but I can't even remember a complete image, this is the beauty of the Heavenly Demon Dance.
Although by the cover of firelight, clothing, and masks, the sixteen beauties seem to be indistinguishable, in fact, there are still differences, when they see half of it, most of everyone's eyes are focused on the person in the middle of the sixteen heavenly witches, the same thin waist and long legs, snow belly and fragrant navel, the same mask to cover the eyes, and a delicate mouth, but this girl looks like she feels more fascinated than other women.
This girl is Ulan Tuya, Xia Xun released her regardless of her previous suspicions, but because of Arutai's ruthlessness, she didn't want to return to Tatar, and went all the way west in a daze, and actually arrived at Warat.
At this time, not long after the split between Warat and Tatar, there were many tribes on both sides who were still related, and Huoahatun was a distant relative of hers, so she took refuge in Huoahatun.
The Ming sent a messenger to visit the secret Khan, this messenger is looking for their bad luck, Mahamu is not able to compete with the Ming Dynasty at the moment, so he has to hide the detachment and do not spend it, while trying to use the wine and wealth to settle the Ming envoy, so he deliberately collected all the departments, collected sixteen beauties, and performed the dance of the heavenly demons.
Ulan Tuya's appearance is outstanding, and she has long been known by all the ministries, if it weren't for Mrs.
Huo's support for her, I don't know how many people would fight for her, she would naturally be called.
The eyes that stared at her were like a pair of hooks, as if they wanted to strip her naked.
Seeing the men's two-color squinting eyes, Ulan Tuya was extremely disgusted, and the expression on her face became indifferent, and her bewitching body movements, with her icy expression, were cold and charming, and they were even more intimidating.
Seeing that Zhao Zijin was fascinated, Ma Hamu quietly turned to the side of him and whispered: "The night on the grassland is very cold, without the company of a woman who knows cold and heat, how can you sleep, which one does Lord Qincha fancy, just signal, hehe" "Huh" When Zhao Zijin heard this, he had no choice but to smile, sit upright, and act like a gentleman.
He finally knew now why Huang Zhen's old guy was smiling so weirdly when he said goodbye to him, there was Fuguo Gong hiding beside him, how could he dare to exceed his every move.
Tempted but unable to act, bitter wow The only one on the scene who didn't stare at these little girls with bare arms and thighs was Xia Xun, who was taking advantage of the rare silence at the moment, using his eyes to do the final search among the onlookers, looking for the old woman.
"Stinky men, stinky men in the world, there is no good thing" Ulan Tuya danced, looking at the intoxicated appearance of those men, and her heart became more and more disgusted.
Suddenly, his eyes swept and he saw Xia Xun who was looking around and absent-minded, and Ulan Tuya thought: "I heard that some southerners have a habit of breaking their sleeves, this must be a disgusting man who likes men."
To be continued: