People in the Three Kingdoms: Starting from Preaching

Chapter 547 What level?

It was a freezing cold time of winter. White snow was flying from the sky. The cold wind was as sharp and cruel as a knife scraping bones. All things were wrapped in silver and fell into silence, as if cutting off all life.

At such times, all human activities will be forced to come to a halt.

There are not many human activities on the vast tundra. Only a few people who are short of supplies at home will go to other families to exchange supplies wrapped in thick cotton clothes, or go into the mountains, forests and lakes to seek fishing and hunting.

It is so cold that if you go out, it won't take more than a few breaths for ice crystals to form on your eyelashes and your body will quickly lose temperature. Snow as big as goose feathers will soon cover your entire body, and taking a step in the snow is very difficult. People can only wrap themselves up like a ball in cotton-padded jackets or leather coats to barely move outside.

Of course, they knew that going out at this time would yield little gain, but they had no choice. Behind them were their families shivering in their huts, and they lacked the supplies needed for the winter. They could only come out to loot, otherwise the family would inevitably starve to death.

If you hunt wild animals in the mountains, you can not only supplement your food, but you can also cut off the intact hides and give them to the nobles in exchange for some food or items.

If we can find something precious like ginseng or Ganoderma lucidum in the cliffs of the mountains, we can exchange it for more good things and get through this winter easily.

The nobles have a lot of good things. In addition to exquisite ironware and salt and sugar, what they cannot do without are the sweaters and cotton-padded clothes they wear. If these clothes, which have gradually become more common in recent years, could not keep out the cold, who knows how many people would freeze to death every year.

However, the things in the master's hands are very expensive and cannot be easily exchanged. A cotton-padded jacket is a treasure in the homes of ordinary people and is always worn by family members. The biggest dream of most people is to buy a cotton-padded jacket for every family member.

These days are sad, but I have to say, they were even sadder before.

After all, salt, sugar, clothes, ironware and other things were hard to find places to exchange in the past, but now these things are becoming more and more abundant. People only hope that there will be more and more of these things in the future and the prices will become cheaper and cheaper.

On this dead land, the not-so-large population of people struggle to survive day after day, but in the center of this land, it is a completely different scene.

Although it is still covered with heavy snow and the cold wind is blowing, unlike the helplessness and sorrow of the lower-class people who are struggling between life and death every day, here there is singing, dancing, joy and luxury.

The palace of Goguryeo was not particularly magnificent, not to mention compared with the ancient capitals of dynasties such as Chang'an and Luoyang. Even the ordinary family manors in the Central Plains might be more spectacular than this one. But it was already quite good to have such a palace built in such a bitter and cold place.

In the hall deep in the palace, the tightly closed doors and thick cotton curtains blocked out the cold outside, and only a few small windows were opened for ventilation so that charcoal basins could be burned inside for heating.

As soon as you walk into the hall, you can immediately feel the warmth blowing towards you. You may even have to take off your thick coat after staying for a while to avoid feeling hot.

In the center of the hall, one can see a slender lady in light clothes, dancing to the sound of drums and music. Her dancing can be considered graceful.

The musicians next to them sang along with the music. The words they spoke were subtle and contained a sense of melancholy and desolation in this severe cold weather. This depressed and sad mood soon made the king, who was leaning on the bed at the top, sigh.

"No, no, this accent is wrong. Even though this song is excellent, it lacks artistic conception. Is it really so difficult for you to learn authentic Chinese pronunciation?"

I saw Emiya frowned, waved his hands lazily, and then criticized the musician below with dissatisfaction. The musician's face turned pale with fear when he heard it, but fortunately, the king was not a cruel monarch and would not kill people at will. The musician did not lose his composure and just knelt down carefully to apologize.

"Please forgive me, Your Majesty. I have tried my best to learn it, but the Chinese pronunciation is so elegant and beautiful that it is really difficult to reach the level of a person like me."

After he finished speaking, the musician lowered his head and remained motionless, waiting for Emiya's decision.

Although Emiya was dissatisfied, after thinking about it, he did not blame anyone anymore. He just said lightly, "Go and practice more" and sent the musician away.

After all, what the musician said makes sense. How could a high-level language like Chinese be so easy to learn? If he had not been accustomed to all things Chinese when he studied in Peking and had not had the entertainment need to listen to Chinese music, the musician in front of him would not have been qualified to learn Chinese at all.

What level are you, saying the same thing as me?
If the musician could really learn Chinese so easily, Emiya would not be very happy.

It’s right that it’s difficult to learn!
The dance and music stopped, and Emiya lost interest in enjoying it anymore. The lyrics and music of these drums and music were all learned from Chinese music, but if they were just imitations, they would not have the authentic flavor and were uncomfortable to listen to.

Afterwards, the dance and music were stopped, and the hall became quiet. A feeling of boredom immediately swept over it.

Although Goguryeo was not a big country, it was enough to support Wei Gong's luxurious enjoyment. His life was naturally happy, but the all-day enjoyment soon became boring, and it seemed that nothing could arouse his interest anymore.

Since the rise of Xuanxia and the establishment of the tributary alliance, things outside the Great Wall have become completely quiet. The alliance system has given the tribes and countries outside the Great Wall an incentive to maintain peace both militarily and economically. Otherwise, with the current severe cold weather, the Xiongnu, Xianbei and Wuhuan would definitely come to take advantage of the situation.

To some extent, the tributary alliance contributed to Emiya's current boredom, otherwise he would definitely be busy guarding against or resisting the looting of foreign tribes. Now, enduring a boring life with only enjoyment can be regarded as his happy trouble.

"Someone come here!" Emiya leaned lazily on the bed and gave the order.

Soon a eunuch came forward and asked, "What do you want, Your Highness?"

Emiya Mimi opened her eyes with her eyes covered, and seemed to remember something: "Speaking of which, the tribute team from Beiping returned yesterday, and I haven't asked about it yet. Did they bring back anything rare from Xuanxia this time?"

The eunuch seemed to have expected this question and immediately responded, "Your Highness, our troops did bring back a lot of new things during this tribute."

Hearing this, Emiya perked up a bit, not only did he open his eyes a bit more, but he also sat up a bit: "If you have anything good, bring it up for me to see."

In this boring life, there are not many things that can arouse his interest. The strange and bizarre industrial products that Xuan Xia makes every year are exactly what he values.

After thinking for a while, he asked again: "I remember half a year ago, Xuan Xia sent troops to the south. What is the situation now?"

(End of this chapter)