Dressed as a widow, raising cubs, farming and building infrastructure in Ming Dynasty

Chapter 107 Father’s grassland and mother’s river

"Genghis Khan is a hero for all people in the world. The Ming Dynasty was also the territory of Mongolia. Mongolians and Han people are originally one family. The Great Wall blocks the road between the Ming Dynasty and Mongolia, but it cannot stop us from enjoying the same sky and every white cloud. Teng. Gri is the Tengger of the Mongols and the Tengger of the Ming Dynasty.

I am the envoy of Tengri, not only for the Ming Dynasty, but also for the grassland.

Each of you can also become a messenger of Tengger, bringing endless blessings to yourself, your family, and your friends! "

Everyone was silent.Yes, the fertile land and dazzling variety of goods on the other side of the Great Wall once belonged to us Mongolians. At that time, everyone did not distinguish between each other.

Qin Liu started the third round of brainwashing speech:
"Folks, if you go to Shabaozi Town within the Great Wall, if you have any difficulties, remember to go to Jiang Xuezhai Inn for help. Our heroic Prince Bals once rested and recuperated there, and is now the largest shareholder of the inn."

She wants these Mongolians to know that going to the Great Wall is not just about killing, looting, and destroying to obtain poor and pitiful things. Problems can also be solved through peaceful means. Jiangxuezhai Inn is the property of the Mongolian princes, and they can trust and rely on it. .

Someone shouted with a smile: "We are going to kill you with a knife, will you help us too?"

Qin Liu smiled and said: "Of course. I personally gave Prince Bals the medicine to treat his illness. However, the premise is that you don't set fire to the inn, otherwise, we won't be able to help even if we want to. Moreover, Bals The prince helped us kill the tax collectors of the Ming Dynasty who were ruthless and exploitative, and he was the benefactor of our inn."

Qin Liu knew that these herdsmen were not born murderers, but they simply couldn't survive anymore and risked their lives to cross the Great Wall to grab some daily necessities.

The herdsmen started talking one after another, and the scene was noisy.

Someone bold asked: "I want a shovel, can you provide it?"

Qin Liu smiled: "Of course. In Han people's shops, you can buy shovels with money. If you don't have money, you can take animal skins, horses, cattle and sheep to the inn to exchange for silver, or say what you want, Ask the people at the inn to help you find them."

Immediately afterwards, shouts of "I want an iron pot", "I want a knife", "I want a strong bow", etc. came one after another, and Qin Liu patiently answered them one by one.

This bonfire party almost turned into a large-scale live broadcast event.

Qin Liu realized that the grassland herders lacked iron tools as daily necessities.

Opening iron mines to smelt iron to manufacture daily necessities has a broad mass base on the grassland!
She was a little excited, but she heard Qiqige shouting: "You said you are the envoy of Tengger, can you dance the dance that belongs to Tengger? Can you sing the ballad that belongs to Tengger? How can you prove it? Are you not a fake?"

Qin Liu smiled and asked: "Qiqi Qiqi, how can you prove that I am a fake?"

Qiqige choked and shouted: "If you can't dance our Mongolian dances or sing our Mongolian songs, how can you be the envoy sent by Tengger? We worshiped Tengger, so After many years, it will never send an envoy who doesn’t understand us!”

Qin Liu pushed her further: "In other words, if I can dance Mongolian dances and sing Mongolian songs, am I an envoy of Tengger?"

Qiqige was stunned for a moment, completely unaware of the trap: "Yes! Just prove yourself!"

Qin Liu calmly called Princess Tululetu and her maids. The melodious sound of the morinouqin played. Qin Liu shook his arms and shoulders and sang and danced for a while, then concentrated on singing.

Before she traveled through time, she had participated in the school choir and was very familiar with bel canto singing. She had also sung Mongolian songs, and her voice was particularly penetrating.

"My father once described the fragrance of the grassland, which he could never forget even in the ends of the world. My mother always loved to describe the mighty river flowing in my distant hometown on the Mongolian plateau..."

The loud and melodious Mongolian songs floated over the bonfire party, which resonated with everyone. Everyone also opened their mouths and sang along.

The campfire party turned into a large-scale concert again. Everyone was a protagonist and participated in it affectionately and enthusiastically.

Everyone at the scene sang as hard as they could: "Father's grassland, mother's river..." The atmosphere of the bonfire party reached its climax, everyone was singing and dancing, excited and moved.No one cares about that annoying Qi Qiqi anymore.

With such a beautiful, warm and kind ambassador from Tengger, what else is there to doubt?

Princess Tululetu looked at Qin Liu with admiring eyes.This Han woman is really good at deceiving people.

Qin Liu shyly accepted Princess Tululetu's admiring gaze.

Ahem, these are all the combat experiences she accumulated from her previous battles of wits and courage with the students, but she just used them conveniently.

Among the lively crowd, someone walked slowly and stood in front of Qin Liu with a child in his arms - it was Bars who was holding Erlang.

Bals' eyes were affectionate and hot, with a little admiration and admiration.

Qin Liu responded to his gaze and asked with a smile: "My Bock champion, have you had a rest? Are you ready to participate in the lively bonfire party?"

Bals laughed, put Erlang on his shoulders, who was looking around with his big eyes and slapping his little hands, and danced with everyone.

"I am also a child of the plateau. I have a song in my heart. In the song is my father's grassland and my mother's river..."

……

In the dead of night, the bonfire party was over, and Erlang fell asleep on the way back to the yurt.

Bars caught up on the afternoon's sleep and was now full of energy, accompanying Qin Liu to settle down.

Qin Liu took off the white Mongolian robe he wore today and planned to wash it.

Unfortunately, the water source was some distance away, so Bals went to the lake and carried two buckets of water to clean it.

Qin Liu complained: "If there is a well, it would be nice to get water from the well."

Bals said with a smile: "We herdsmen live in no fixed place, and the cost of drilling wells is high. Everyone just lives by the water, and few people dig wells. When the white hair wind comes in winter, the snow that falls is a source of clean water, and there is no need for wells." "

Qin Liu became more energetic: "The water in the lake is easily polluted, but the groundwater may not be clean. If the water source problem can be solved, your herdsmen may be able to migrate less often, and the horses and sheep can also drink it."

Bars raised his eyebrows: "You know how to dig a well?"

Qin Liu pondered for a while and said, "I have seen how it works when I hired someone to dig a well before when I was building a house. Maybe we can try it?"

Bals supported her: "Okay, let's try it tomorrow morning."

After Qin Liu washed the clothes and hung them to dry, there was really nothing else to do, and he yawned. After talking for a while about the tools and items needed to dig a well, Bals reluctantly returned to his yurt, looking back every step of the way.

Qin Liu got up at dawn the next day. She wanted to study the location of the well.

(End of this chapter)