"It's a pity that there is no wine..."
"In the next village, get a bullock cart."
The two of them walked together and slept in the open air. The situation was no better than when Ling Muyun walked alone.
Fortunately, we are similar in age and have similar interests, so we naturally talk a lot and don't feel tired.
After walking for three days, we finally saw a small tribe.
There are about seven or eight yurts in each one. There are not many cattle, but there are quite a few sheep. They are wind-blown and the grass is low, and they are peaceful and peaceful.
In the nearest yurt, there was a young woman, aged 28 or 28, who was not dressed like a northern herdsman. She held her chin and looked curiously at the two people who were getting closer.
"Abu, we have a visitor!"
The young woman's name is Xin Nu, the daughter of the tribe leader Xin Na.
"Nv Xin, go back quickly. The world is in chaos. Can the God of Immortality take care of you?" A man walked out of the house, named Xin Na. He was wearing a blue-brown single-layered robe with lace on the collar and corners.
The beard on his face was carefully tied into strands. The most conspicuous thing was the Huanshou knife on his waist, which was one of the standard accessories of the Jin Dynasty aristocratic family.
"Friends from afar, I wonder why you came to this small tribe?" Xinner held the handle of the knife with one hand and performed a breast-stroking ceremony with the other.
"Clan leader, you are polite! The two of us are going to Tushan. We passed by your tribe and asked for a glass of water." Ling Muyun returned the salute with fists clasped.
Sinner hesitated for a moment.
Being a king today and a prisoner tomorrow is just a matter of fascination. The world has long been in chaos.
The two people who suddenly appeared did not look like evil-looking people, but evil people would not write the word "evil" on their faces, unlike slaves, whose identity would be obvious after the word "evil" was carved on their faces.
"Ling Muyun of the Ling clan in Dingbei, next to me is Yiyang Hou Ji Kuang. I mean no harm."
Ling Muyun saw Xin Na's worry and then spoke.
"Longxi Xin family, Xin Na, met Yi Yanghou."
Xinner's words were very polite, but he didn't salute.
Ling Muyun and Ling Muyun had been away from officialdom for a long time, so naturally they didn't know that Lu Guang had taken over Guzang, and there were faint signs of self-reliance.
A Marquis of Yiyang of the Jin Dynasty is really not worthy of any great gift in Northern Xinjiang.
This identity may be more important to the world of cultivation.
As for Dingbeicheng, it is just a small city. If you don't remember that Ling Tianjun has been famous for thousands of years, it is really difficult to mention it.
Especially in the past two hundred years, there has not even been an official, and they are just relying on Ling Tianjun's capital.
After Xin Na finished speaking, he shouted into the room: "Nv Xin, prepare wine and food to welcome the guests from afar."
The two of them feasted on the mare's kumiss, Chinese biscuits, and air-dried mutton.
During the dinner, there was naturally a lot of talking.
"The Li family in Longxi has a friend named Li Hao. I wonder if Chief Xin has heard of him." Ling Muyun took a bite of the dried meat and saw that the Huanshou knife style was not unique to the tribe, so he asked tentatively.
Before Xin Na could answer, Xin Nu's face suddenly turned red.
"Haha!" Seeing her daughter's shy expression, Sina couldn't help laughing: "Have you two brothers seen Li Hao?"
"More than that, we met together in Kucha City, ten years ago..." Ji Kuang's kumiss was pushed by Ling Muyun, and he took a big gulp, interrupting his words abruptly.
"Two days ago, we said goodbye in Kucha City and made a promise to meet each other for ten years." Ling Muyun covered his face with a bowl of sea and pretended to drink heavily to hide his face that was red from lying.
"Master Li is in Qiuci? Abu..." Xinnu looked at Xinna aggrievedly.
"Haha, I will take you on a journey tomorrow." Sina looked helpless, with a hint of teasing.
"Abu is the best."
"Compared with Mr. Li, who is better?"
"Abu..." A woman's shyness is always as tempting as an apple: "Mr. Ji, Mr. Li, how is he... is he... okay?"
There was a burst of laughter, and Ji Kuang had no choice but to drink wine, for fear that he would accidentally smash seven temples.
"Okay! It's just..." Ling Muyun deliberately paused for a moment, until Xin Nu looked anxious before speaking again: "She often talks about her unmarried mother. We have always wondered what kind of fairy he can't forget."
The smile on Xin Nu's face is always a little shy.
"It's such a coincidence that we meet here. It fulfills our wishes."
Full of wine and food.
Someone is easy to do.
Cows are very important to herders, especially cattle that can pull carts.
However, Ling Muyun's words obviously entered Xin Nu's heart and made Xin Na satisfied.
Before leaving, he declined the offer to stay.
But he got an ox cart, which was not luxurious, but there were several jars of fine wine, fruits, and mutton in the cart, which fully demonstrated Sina's hospitality.
Ji Kuang sat on the shaft of the cart, and Ling Muyun lay in the cart.
Finally, the elegance of "singing on top of the cow, sitting on the cow's feet, and lying next to the cow at night" has been fulfilled.
Massacre.
The oxcart is very slow and cannot maintain its elegance.
Scholar-officials really know how to enjoy themselves.
Ling Muyun was a bit more comfortable than a scholar-official. After all, not every scholar-official could ride in an ox cart and listen to the piano at the same time.
Especially Ji Kuang's Ji Qin, with its rustling and melodious sound.
"It is rumored that there is a Guangling San in Ji Zhong San. Which one is it?"
Ji Kuang was quite resentful towards people like Ling Muyun who loved listening to music but had no sense of music and loved to judge.
"I've never played Guangling San!" Ji Kuang's anger increased a little more.
"Why don't you play? Don't be petty, just play it and listen!" Ling Muyun thought that Ji Kuang was too precious to play and was unwilling to play.
How could we know that when Ji Kang was slandered and killed, before his execution, he asked for Ji Qin, and the song he played was "Guangling San".
The sentence "It is now extinct!" shows that the inheritance of Guangling San has been discontinued.
Ji's family searched for it several times, but there was no music score, so they gave up the idea of looking for it.
Therefore, Guangling Sanji has lost its popularity.
"However, I accidentally got a piece of paper in the family library. It is the handwriting of my ancestors and contains an unknown tune. Do you want to listen to it?"
When Ji Kuang spoke, he was extremely serious, as if he had made a huge decision.
"Oh? Come and listen!" Ling Muyun's interest was suddenly aroused.
"Hey!" Ji Kuang stopped the ox cart and pretended to be mysterious: "Stay away from the ox cart, don't scare it."
Ling Muyun looked puzzled and followed Ji Kuang to the foot of a low hill.
Ji Kuang was seen adjusting his breathing, sitting upright, and looking solemn.
Caressing the Ji Qin gently, the first sound is monotonous, the second sound is mixed, the third sound is like fighting a sword, and the fourth sound, the sound of the piano changes, there is a murderous aura, chilling to the bones.
Also, from the strings of the piano, a sword appeared in the air. It was not complicated at all, but seemed to have great power.
Ling Muyun was stunned and waited until the sword was thrust out, then he seemed to be in full swing.
Ji Kuang suddenly pressed the piano with both hands, stopped talking, and looked at Ling Muyun with wide eyes: "How?"
"What do you think? Keep playing!"
No wonder Ling Muyun was a little anxious. He felt like a bridegroom who had just finished paying homage to heaven and earth.
There was also a commotion in the bridal chamber, and the hijab was lifted up. A young girl who looked like a flower appeared with a blushing face and said, "I hope you will pick more."
But when he was waiting for the final touch, someone told him: Sorry, I am the groom. Your mission is completed and you can leave.
How uncomfortable is this?
What’s even more uncomfortable is what Ji Kuang said next: “It’s just these, but it’s extraordinary.”
"Not your uncle!"
Ling Muyun thought it was uncomfortable just now, but who knew it would be even worse than that.
When they were about to leave, they discovered that the bride was a eunuch!
As for Ling Muyun, he really couldn't bring up the interest in "cut sleeves" and even felt a little nauseous.
"I have been away for three years. Firstly, just because chatting is really boring. Secondly, I want to see if I can find any clues. After all, Ji Qin originated from the Western Regions."
