, wonderful and free of pop-ups! "Although he is only in his early twenties, he is a warrior on the Xilingrad grassland."
"He can tear apart an adult wild wolf with his bare hands. In the past several ice and snow festivals, he has been the champion, and his dominance is unshakable..."
After hearing Yan Huaian's words, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang looked at each other.
They both saw the same wonder in the other's eyes.
He really is a strong man!
"Know yourself and your enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger." Yang Ruoqing said.
"Old man Yan, the snow is about to fall. Let's go back to the yurt, and you can tell us more about Risong and the Ice and Snow Festival!"
…
In the warm yurt, there is a roaring bonfire.
The hare was roasting on the fire.
Yan Huaian took a sip of the warming wine and spoke again.
Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang sat aside and listened carefully.
While Yang Ruoqing listened, she organized all this into her own information and stored it in her mind.
It turns out that this Ice and Snow Festival is a large-scale sports event on the grassland similar to the Naadam Conference.
The Naadam Conference is an event held by grassland herdsmen to celebrate after the annual autumn harvest when the cattle and sheep are fat.
The Ice and Snow Festival is an event held in late winter and early spring every year.
The plan for the year begins with spring.
This large-scale event is held by the people in the grassland to pray for good weather, delicious pasture, and fattening of cattle and sheep this year.
Held every three years.
Those who participated were all men from the grassland.
There are basically three events: horse riding, archery, and wrestling.
The folk customs of the grasslands are fierce, and girls will express their admiration for their beloved warriors on such days.
And since becoming an adult, Narisong has been firmly the champion of the Ice and Snow Festival.
He is the hero in the hearts of the prairie women, the strongest warrior in the prairie, and the lover they want to marry.
"Speaking of this, Narisong, you really have some connections with Miss Yang."
Yan Huaian paused and looked at Yang Ruoqing with a smile.
Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment and pointed to her nose: "Follow me? What's the connection?"
Yan Huai'an said: "The clan that Risong belongs to has now submitted to the Tuoba tribe of the Daliao royal family, and is the branch that the Tuoba clan relies on most."
"But Narisong and his relatives are descendants of your great-grandmother's lost tribe."
"Risong's great-grandfather and your great-grandmother were cousins. Do you think you are related to each other?" Yan Huaian asked with a smile.
Yang Ruoqing's head was covered with black lines.
Well, pushing it back three generations, they turned out to be blood relatives.
"That day, the young man Risong became a man of great talent, both civil and military, and was highly valued by the Tuoba clan."
"The clan that Risong belongs to has always wanted to rebuild the original tribe, and the position of clan leader is coveted by several people in the clan." Yan Huaian continued.
Yang Ruoqing said: "No need to guess, Risong must also want to be the clan leader?"
Yan Huaian nodded.
"Without the token of the previous old patriarch, even if Narisong, the most capable one, becomes the patriarch, he still won't be able to convince everyone."
"So, their clan found me and asked me to go to the south and help them bring back the clan leader's token that your great-grandmother hid back then." He said.
Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang looked at each other, and they both suddenly realized.
"Old man Yan, when Risong talked to you in dialect that day, he was just asking about your token, right?"
Yan Huaian shook his head.
"It was the elders of this clan who entrusted me to go to the south to retrieve the clan leader's token."
"They were once the confidants of the previous old patriarch, and they were loyal and loyal."
"Now he is very prestigious in the clan."
"That day, Risong didn't know that I accepted the commission from the elders. He just warned me not to meddle in the duel or cause trouble..."
"Because he said that he is determined to win you, Miss Yang."
"Well……"
Yang Ruoqing held her forehead, her head covered with black lines.
Luo Fengtang has been silently acting as a bystander.
When he heard this, he sneered and spoke lightly.
"He is destined to return empty-handed!" he said.
Yang Ruoqing looked up at him.
The low-key domineering attitude makes her feel at ease.
"Uncle Yan, how many days are left until the Ice and Snow Festival?" Luo Fengtang asked again.
Yan Huaian calculated, "There are still about seven days."
Luo Fengtang nodded, which was enough for him to do one thing first.
…
At night, in Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing's small yurt.
There was a fire on the ground, and a plush carpet spread beside the fire.
Luo Fengtang sat back on the carpet, while Yang Ruoqing lay meekly in his arms.
He gently hooked a strand of her hair with his fingers and twisted it between his fingers.
"What did Mr. Yan say about that blood letter?"
Luo Fengtang asked Yang Ruoqing in a deep voice.
The letter written in blood was placed with the ivory fish.
When the two people found it from the cave, they couldn't understand it.
So I planned to let Yan Huaian come to see it.
Hearing his question, Yang Ruoqing changed to a more comfortable position and lay down.
"Old Uncle Yan read it and said that this was written by the old patriarch before he died."
"It probably means that he is dying, leaving behind the token and the blood letter. Let the descendants of the tribe inherit the position of patriarch and revitalize the tribe." She said.
"That's all?" Luo Fengtang raised his eyebrows.
Yang Ruoqing frowned and continued: "The previous patriarch didn't mention it clearly, but he gave some hints to future generations."
"What happened to the tribe that year, and even the annihilation of the tribe? On the surface, it was an invasion by foreign tribes."
"There may be an inner ghost inside, so that future generations can be alert. It would be better if we could find out and kill the enemy with our own hands," she said.
It seems that if this tribe is rebuilt, the successor tribe leader will be big.
The old patriarch assigned a bunch of tasks.
After listening to Yang Ruoqing's words, Luo Fengtang nodded slightly.
"It's hard for the old clan leader to see his clan members being killed with his own eyes, only to find out in the end that it was one of his own who was responsible."
"It's so desperate and heartbreaking!" he said.
Yang Ruoqing also sighed.
The old patriarch was her great-grandmother's biological father.
Although the blood in my body has been diluted from generation to generation.
It can be traced back to the origin. Without the old patriarch, there would be no children and grandchildren below, and there would be no her.
"Let's stop talking about my affairs here for now," she said.
"Tangyazi, tell me, what are your plans next?" she asked.
This time, she is not here to solve tribal problems, she just wants to be a happy businessman.
I put down my roots in Changping Village and lived peacefully with my family and friends.
Her purpose of coming to the north this time was to accompany Luo Fengtang to find the mystery of life.
Hearing her question, Luo Fengtang lowered his eyelashes and thought for a moment.
"I plan to go to that canyon to have a look." He said.
"Is it... Baiman Canyon?" she asked.
Luo Fengtang nodded.
"The night before heading north, I had a frank talk with my uncle all night."
"He told me everything he knew."
"He said that when my father, Luo Laoer, separated from my biological mother, they were in a place called Baiman Canyon."
"I want to go there for a walk, maybe I'll find some clues from the past!" he said.
