The furnishings inside the tent were very simple. There were originally a few small windows dug into the walls of the tent, but at this time, all the felt curtains on the windows were lowered to prevent wind.
There were several oil lamps burning in the tent, presumably made of mutton oil, and there was a hint of the peculiar smell of burning animal fat in the air.
There is a stove in the middle, and the milk tea is boiling in the big copper cauldron. It is fragrant and brings some gentle breath of life to the impending rain.
The copper cauldron was large and exquisite, with all kinds of exquisite carvings faintly visible on the outer edge. It was obviously a valuable item from the Han Dynasty. Even if it was looted, it could not be distributed to ordinary herdsmen's families.
Liu Jing bowed his head respectfully and saluted, while using the oil lamp, he carefully looked at everyone in the tent.
Nie San was seen sitting on the ground, chatting with an old Huns man sitting cross-legged on a wolf-skin rug and wearing a brown woolen coat.
The old man had long curly beard and wore a cone-shaped pointed hat that is common in the grassland. He seemed to be wearing a gold belt around his waist, which was looming, and a golden light flashed from time to time.
It seems that the decorated copper cauldron and the gold belt badge all secretly reveal the identity of the owner of the felt tent. He is indeed the leader of this tribe, and his status is not low. He may be a little king.
Seeing Liu Jing entering the felt tent, Nie San pointed at him and muttered something to the old man.
Hearing this, the old man smiled and nodded to him, muttering a few words in Hun language that he couldn't understand.
An elderly woman sitting on the side immediately stood up, placed a thick wool felt mat on the ground, motioned for Liu Jing to sit on it, then leaned over to pick up a wooden spoon and started stirring it in the cauldron.
Lao Nie turned around and said to him in Chinese,
"I told them that you are my wife's nephew who came out with me to see the world, and you don't speak Hungarian.
These two are the head of the household and the wife of the head of the Lan family.
The Lan family is also one of the three most noble surnames besides the Luotang family. "
"Da Dang Hu? Like our princes and kings?"
"But he is not as noble as Wang with a different surname.
Dadanghu was one of the twenty-four Xiongnu military leaders. It’s hard to say what official position he held, but he was probably an official with considerable power. "
Whenever he encountered changes in his official position and title, Lao Nie would secretly regret that he had never passed the civil service examination and could not distinguish the intricate official system of the imperial court.
"It's okay, I probably understand, just like one of our marquises."
Liu Jing nodded and saw that the old woman had brought a full bowl of milk tea. He quickly stood up and took it with both hands, saying "Thank you".
Despite the language barrier and different races, he was meticulous about the etiquette that older people should have. Being influenced by the Confucian culture of Qi, he still did it meticulously.
I saw the lady in charge, wearing huge gold-covered jade earrings, which swayed and shone with her movements. They must be worth a lot of money.
Seeing that Liu Jingwen was polite and respectful, she couldn't help but smile kindly.
When Lao Nie saw that he knew how to advance and retreat in his behavior, he was not just an arrogant and proud person, he also felt relieved.
"They and I are all old acquaintances, please rest in peace.
According to them, this is probably a small storm that will pass in half a day, so there is no need to panic. "
Liu Jing responded, sipping the hot milk tea, but his mind was always on the outdoors.
The sound of wind in the wilderness became obviously stronger, and seemed to be mixed with a terrifying whistling sound, like a hundred ghosts whimpering and mourning, which was frightening.
He quietly lifted the window cover on one side and peeked in. He saw a dense crowd of horses and camels tied outside the door. They all relied on the biological instinct to avoid danger, lying on the ground, lowering their heads and necks, trying to shrink their bodies to the minimum.
Suddenly, the door curtain was suddenly lifted again, and a cold wind mixed with the smell of earth blew into my face.
Accompanied by the cold wind, a tall and muscular figure suddenly broke into the tent.
Liu Jing hadn't yet seen the face of the visitor, but he felt that the old man and woman around him, including Nie San, all stood up at lightning speed, put their hands on their chests, and bent down deeply to bow.
***
Liu Jing was at a loss, but after observing his words and demeanor, he realized that the status of this uninvited guest must be higher than that of a regular householder, so he bowed with Han courtesy.
The man grinned and said a series of words. He quickly rushed forward and helped the old couple up. He nodded to Lao Nie as a return gift, then turned around and looked at Liu Jing with curiosity. .
Until then, Liu Jingfang could clearly see the face of the visitor.
I saw that he was quite tall, even when he stepped in the door, he had to bend down. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and his long hair was tied into a bun on the back of his head. There were countless golden accessories on the bun, but they were all made of golden tigers. The shapes of leopards, wolves, eagles and other beasts of prey.
Even so, countless disobedient thick curly hair still emerged from the edge of the leather hat, which further accentuated his high nose and deep eyes, and his cold outline was as delicate as a knife or an axe.
Old Nie hurriedly introduced him in Hungarian. The curiosity in the man's eyes became even more intense. He pointed at Old Nie with a finger wearing a leather glove and asked Liu Jing in broken Chinese:
"You, his son? His brother?"
I look so good, but I can speak Chinese, but my eyes are not that good. How do I look like Lao Nie? Liu Jing corrected him with a slander,
"It's my wife's nephew, my wife's nephew——"
"..." The man looked confused.
"Forget it, Lao Nie, let's talk about it." Liu Jing had to hand over his hand again.
Everyone was busy for a while, letting the young man sit on the wolfskin rug in Laodanghu, and then hurriedly poured wine, milk tea, and took out various cheeses and dried meats.
Lao Nie explained for a long time, and the young man nodded with satisfaction, glanced at Liu Jing again, and then talked to the couple in charge.
Lao Nie came close to Liu Jing and whispered,
"You've had an adventure today.
This is the seventh son of Modon, the seventh prince Aenon. "
"It turns out he is a prince, no wonder he has extraordinary bearing." Liu Jingyi was slightly surprised and asked,
"Is he born to the Dalan family? Is he the prince?"
"No, the second prince Ji Zhou is the prince.
But Ainen was also born to the Dalan family. She had the same father and mother as the prince, and they had a very good relationship. "
"Are all the Hun princes running around? Not even with any attendants?"
"I still took them with me, but they probably went to other accounts.
I heard from him and Lao Danghu that he went off the road to chase a big white wolf and had to go in to escape the strong wind.
Although Ainen is young, he is naturally brave and invincible. He was mainly relied on to defeat Donghu back then. "
When Liu Jing mentioned the strong wind, he suddenly got excited, slapped his thigh and wailed,
"Jie! Jie! My Jie is still stuck in the car!"
Before everyone could react, they watched Liu Jing rush out of the tent like a gust of wind. After a while, he ran in again with disheveled hair. His whole body had been blown into a mess and was no longer human-like, but he was holding a tree tightly in his arms. A long bamboo pole with three layers of red ox hair.
"I saw that the sky was completely dark, and I thought the strong wind was coming soon.
Fortunately this section was fine. "
Liu Jing gently stroked the thick strands of oxtail hair on the knot, his face full of luck.
Ainen stared at him for a moment with her black and white eyes, then suddenly smiled.
***
The hurricane on the Xiongnu grassland seemed to have also blown into Luoyang Palace City. On this day, Liu Ji came to the Lu Pheasant Hall of the Beigong, but it was for a trivial matter.
“I thought, Ruyi is growing up day by day, and it’s time to start literacy and reading.
The prince has a tutor, shouldn't he also find a teacher for him?
Now that you are a queen, you cannot always take care of the children you have given birth to. You must also be a mother to the world. "
Before Liu Ji could sit firmly on the couch, the batch leader asked.
"As one wishes?
Ruyi has just turned three, isn't it a little early? "
Lu Pheasant was confused by the question. He thought about it and then said,
"Isn't there Shu Sun Tong?
Otherwise, let Shusun Tong take one more of him with him every time he teaches the princes. "
"I asked, but Shusun Tong declined in every possible way, saying he didn't know how to coax young children and couldn't teach them."
Liu Ji said angrily,
"I think this child Ruyi is obviously extremely smart, not like an ordinary child."
Lu Fei laughed inwardly, but she didn't see anything about Ruyi being born with precocious intelligence, she just had a witty mother.
