When Ma Qin in the yard saw Jing Xiaotian returning with a golden eagle, he asked: "Are you planning to kill the eagle?"
"Yeah, do you know this too?"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Jing Xiaotian realized that his question was redundant.
Who among the people on the grassland didn't know how to cook an eagle?
This is part of the grassland culture.
"I know a little bit, so I'm going to prepare now."
After Ma Qin finished speaking, he went down to prepare.
Zhao Dan smiled at Jing Xiaotian: "The following matters are up to you.
Ma Qin knows these things very well, so I will go back first.
If it is done, don't forget to bring your eagle to see me."
With that said, he waved his hand and urged the horse to leave.
Jing Xiaotian then shouted at his back: "Zhao Dan, thank you."
Zhao Dan paused for a moment, then rode off.
His faint voice slowly came from the air: "Why are you so polite to me?"
After a while, Ma Qin had finished the preparations for the eagle cooking.
He came to Jing Xiaotian with a smile and said: "Lord, the preparations for the eagle cooking have been done.
You'd better start the eagle cooking now.
The newly caught eagle is strong and can survive well.
This golden eagle doesn't look very big, so it should be able to survive in two days and two nights."
"Okay, then I'll go over and take a look now," Jing Xiaotian said enthusiastically.
However, as soon as she arrived at the Aoying Field, she was dumbfounded.
There was nothing in the empty room except a long leather tube.
Jing Xiaotian blinked, turned to look at Ma Qin, and asked, "You'd better tell me first what's going on with this eagle."
"Ah" Ma Qin looked a little surprised.
He didn't expect that Jing Xiaotian knew nothing about the eagle.
Jing Xiaotian couldn't help but smile when he saw Ma Qin's expression: "I only envy other people's golden eagles.
I never thought about how they cultivated golden eagles."
"Oh, oh, in fact, the so-called surviving the eagle is a contest of wills between humans and eagles.
It is very cruel to humans and eagles.
Both parties also do not eat, drink or sleep.
Whoever's will collapses first will be the winner.
Lost."
Ma Qin explained succinctly.
"It's actually like this."
Jing Xiaotian was secretly surprised when she heard this.
She didn't expect that the golden eagle that was so popular when she was brought out could be conquered through such a cruel process.
"Lord" Ma Qin saw Jing Xiaotian silent and thought she was giving up, so he called out tentatively.
"Are King Zhennan and Princess Tianjiao's golden eagles also trained in this way?"
Jing Xiaotian didn't believe that those royal children could endure such hardship.
"Of course, everyone who owns a golden eagle has worked hard and is a person with strong willpower."
Ma Qin's answer was unquestionable.
"How old was King Zhennan when he got the first golden eagle?"
Jing Xiaotian asked reluctantly.
"When King Zhennan was eight years old, he made his first golden eagle.
It took him three days and two nights, and his arms were so swollen that he couldn't bend them."
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Ma Qin said with great admiration.
"Why are my arms swollen?"
"When you cook the eagle, you hold the eagle with your arms."
Ma Qin said, glancing at Jing Xiaotian, wondering if Jing Xiaotian was afraid of the difficulty, and what kind of steps should he find for Jing Xiaotian to get down?
The golden eagle, which had been held in Jing Xiaotian's arms, turned its head and glanced at Jing Xiaotian provocatively.
Jing Xiaotian suddenly felt that he was despised.
A wave of unwillingness to admit defeat suddenly emerged from his heart.
Jing Xiaotian thought to himself: If others can do it, I can also do it.
What's so great about it is just gritting one's teeth and getting through it.
Together with the desire to win and be strong, the timid and hesitant mood of fear suddenly dissipated.
Otherwise, people only live with a spirit of spirit.
Jing Xiaotian took a deep breath, looked at Ma Qin firmly and said, "Tell me what to do, I'll start cooking the eagle now."
There was a hint of surprise in Ma Qindi's eyes.
As the saying goes: A good bird chooses a tree to roost on, and a good minister chooses his master to do his work.
Although Ma Qin is a slave and has no right to choose his master, he still hopes that he can have a master who is strong-willed, decisive and powerful.
So after listening to what Jing Xiaotian said, he hurriedly replied: "Lord, you just need to put on this sheepskin tube and put the golden eagle on your arm.
You two can learn from it and keep wearing it.
The more the golden eagle will admit defeat, the more likely it will be."
That’s it.”
"Then how do I know that the golden eagle has given up?"
Jing Xiaotian asked.
"If it nods at you, that's a sign of surrender.
Then you can feed it some meat.
When feeding it, don't hand the meat to its mouth, but put it on the leather tube on your arm.
From now on, , the golden eagle will fly over when it sees you stretching your arms.”
"I understand.
This is a competition between me and the golden eagle.
The battle of will and endurance is carried out according to the natural law that the strong is respected.
Today I risked my life to get the golden eagle."
Jing Xiaotian said, put on the leather bag by himself, and was about to put the golden eagle on his arm.
As soon as Ma Qin saw it, he hurriedly left.
He was still warning through the door: "Don't let the golden eagle fall asleep.
Once it sees the blue sky and grassland in its dream, all previous efforts will be wasted.
Either give it freedom or Let it die."
"You have to make the golden eagle feel worse than death, and make it feel death by lingering beside it.
Only in this way can you conquer it.
And when the eagle is boiling, others cannot come in, so you also If you can’t survive without any care, just let the eagle go.”
Jing Xiaotian didn't say anything, just silently raised his arms and put the golden eagle on it.
The golden eagle was very smart, as if it knew this was a competition.
It tilted its head and glanced sideways at Jing Xiaotian with disdain in its eyes, and stood firmly on Jing Xiaotian's arm.
At first, Jing Xiaotian thought it was very funny.
He looked at the golden eagle from time to time and looked at it with dissatisfaction in his eyes.
The golden eagle also tried to move on her arms from time to time, deliberately swaying its body in an attempt to consume Jing Xiaotian's energy.
Slowly, the atmosphere in the room became solemn, and Jing Xiaotian's raised arm began to feel sore.
There was also a trace of sweat on her head.
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The golden eagle seemed to sense Jing Xiaotian's fatigue, and stared at Jing Xiaotian quite proudly, fluttering its wings as if to show off, and walked up and down on Jing Xiaotian's arm with its head held high.
Jing Xiaotian felt that her arms were so sore that they seemed to be hanging down at any time.
She kept encouraging herself: Hold on, hold on, just get through it.
No matter what, you can't let a golden eagle compare.
Time passed by minute by second, and every moment was difficult and a test.
Jing Xiaotian secretly bit his tongue and held his arms straight, motionless
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