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The name of the Kazakh princess is "Jibieke", which can also be translated as "Jibieke" and "Jibieke". The free translation into Chinese is "Silk".

When she was still in her infancy, news came from the front line that her father had died in battle. Then many tribes rebelled, everyone called themselves Khan, and some tribes even came to kill him directly.

Her mother took her and her three brothers and fled with a few loyal followers.

During the migration, one brother died of illness, and the family took refuge with his uncle. When the eldest brother reached the age of sixteen, his uncle lent him three hundred cavalrymen, and he also had dozens of cavalrymen from his original tribe. With more than 300 cavalry, the eldest brother has grown step by step. Now he has 5,000 tents and controls more than 20,000 herdsmen.

For nomadic people, a thousand tents is considered a large tribe, and five thousand tents can definitely dominate one tribe.

Jibie was wearing a pleated dress with a tightly tied belt, highlighting her slightly sizable breasts. Her fourteenth birthday was spent in Hami. The weather was very cold at that time, so Hami Burke left them to spend the winter in the city.

After the snow melted, we continued on our way and it was already summer by the time we arrived in Henan.

The fur round hat on her head was also replaced by a small flower hat. There are agate decorations around the hat, which fall down like tassels. She was bored during the journey and braided her hair a lot.

Jibie misses his mother and brother a little, misses the grassland a little, and feels uneasy about the unknown fate.

From Jiayuguan to Jiangsu, she saw many Han cities and Han villages. These are completely different from the grassland, novel and mysterious. She doesn't know why the population of Han is so large, as numerous as cattle and sheep on the grassland.

Official ship.

Li Cong walked to the princess' cabin, where two Kazakhs were already standing at the door.

Li Cong bowed his hands in greeting, and the Kazakh guard bowed in return and carefully opened the hatch.

Jibieke stood up, saluted, and greeted in broken Chinese: "Good morning, sir."

"Princess, please sit down." Li Cong spoke in Mongolian.

Two Kazakh guards stood beside them to prevent any deviant behavior.

Jibie opened the primary school Chinese textbook that they bought in Gansu. Li Cong was responsible for teaching the princess Chinese.

"We are almost in Nanjing. Let's learn etiquette today." Li Cong said.

Jibieko said: "We Kazakhs also follow etiquette. If you pass by a yurt and see it filled with food, if the owner is not at home, you cannot touch the food even if you have been hungry for several days. This is very rude. Behavior. If a guest comes to your home, it is also very rude to hide the delicious food and only serve ordinary food to the guest. When a guest comes to your home, you should first ask him if he has eaten, and then prepare a sumptuous meal for the guest."

Why does this have to do with food?

Li Cong complained in his heart and said: "What we are going to talk about today is Han etiquette. The etiquette used to be very complicated, and your Majesty has simplified it a lot, but you should still pay attention to it at all times."

Jibieke said: "Sir, please speak."

Li Cong said: "If you want to learn Han etiquette, you must first know... Well, how should I translate this? Let me think about it."

Li Cong does not know how to speak Kazakh and usually communicates in Mongolian. And Jibeike only half-learned Mongolian. Daily language is OK, but advanced vocabulary cannot be translated at all.

After pondering for a long time, Li Cong continued: "There are heaven and earth in this world, as well as men and women. Heaven and men belong to 'yang', and earth and women belong to 'yin'. These are the two pronunciations in Chinese. His Majesty said , Yin and Yang are one, heaven and earth are equal, men and women are also equal. But no matter what, there are differences between men and women, and they are reflected in etiquette. The left is yang and the right is yin, so in terms of etiquette, follow the principle of men on the left and women on the right... "

Jibieke had only turned 14 a few months ago, and as a half-grown child, he seemed to understand but not understand.

Li Cong gave an example: "For example, when you hold your fists in a salute, men hold their right fists with their left hand, and women hold their left fists with their right hands. If they are done the other way around, it is considered a bad ritual and is very unlucky."

Jibie can raise his hands and learn to do the female fist salute.

Li Cong added: "It is recorded in the Book of Rites that in daily life, men tie their hair on the left side and women on the right side. Although the people no longer care about this, but in some discerning families, men still tie their hair on the left side and women on the right side. It seems that there is no such thing in the palace. This request, but if the princess can fulfill it, it will be a very polite sign. In addition, the position where you usually stand or sit should also be clear..."

Jibie felt that Han family etiquette was really cumbersome, and there were so many rules. It was hard to even remember them, let alone follow them.

Li Cong taught very seriously because he received expensive gifts. Ji Beike's brother asked him to teach the princess well and not to be underestimated by the Nanjing monarchs.

It was not until lunch that we docked for lunch. Jibieke was very tired. Remembering the messy etiquette gave her a headache.

After lunch, teaching begins again.

Jibie wanted to be lazy, so he took out his donbula and said with a smile: "I just had dinner, let me sing to my husband."

"I don't dare." Li Cong quickly avoided.

Jibieke started playing and singing by herself. She sang the Kazakh poem "Lark". The general content is that a brave and clever hunter, in order to hear the beneficial philosophy of the lark, agreed to let go of the prey he had already obtained.

It can be understood that only with losses can there be gains. It can also be understood that if you want to achieve your goals, you must learn to give up.

Li Cong stood sideways, not daring to look directly at the princess to avoid suspicion. Although he couldn't understand the lyrics, the princess's clear singing voice was so pleasing to both the body and mind.

After singing "Lark", Jibieke sang "Farewell Song" again.

This is a song sung by a Kazakh bride who is about to marry far away and sings alone to the door frame of her yurt at home. She can only express her reluctance to the door frame.

"In front of the door is the green prairie, the door frame of my house, please don't let me go. How can I support myself without crying? The sadness is about to crush my heart. Flying in the sky is a skylark, its down is as soft as brocade. Thinking of myself I feel so sad to leave the grassland here. Goodbye, my door frame, I wish you peace, my dear hometown..."

While singing, Jibieke shed tears quietly. She thought of her mother, brother and the grassland.

Li Cong caught a glimpse of the tears on the princess's cheeks and guessed that she was homesick, so he silently retreated outside the cabin door.

There is an unknown factory on the shore, and its chimneys are emitting black smoke, which seems a bit unexpected in rural China. Folk literati were divided into two groups. One group praised the steam factory and said that the large chimney brought prosperity; the other group criticized it implicitly, believing that the factory destroyed the countryside.

Although the workers are working hard, it is not too outrageous.

With primitive methods of refining petroleum, both kerosene and bitumen were created. However, the current mining volume is still relatively small, and it is far away in Sichuan, Shaanxi and other provinces. The price of kerosene is relatively expensive in Jiangnan, and capitalists are reluctant to let workers light kerosene lamps to work night shifts.

Coal gas has also begun to be used. Craftsmen in the Ming Dynasty knew how to prepare coking coal, and the utilization of the by-product gas was natural.

But gas lighting is extremely dangerous and has poisoned dozens of people. Nowadays, we don’t dare to use it in the house. Even if we use it, we will open the large windows in advance. Everyone is studying how to make gas lamps safe and reliable.

Li Cong looked at the black smoke in the distance and suddenly felt a little confused.

The times are developing so fast, and new things come out every year, so many people feel at a loss. The more intellectual you are, the stronger this feeling is, and the familiar environment gradually becomes unfamiliar.

In particular, the traditional concepts are increasingly being questioned. The cosmology of Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism can no longer explain the new world.

Li Cong leaned on the side of the boat and hummed to himself: "To save Li Lang from his home, who would have expected that he would win the first prize on the imperial list. He won the first prize, wearing a red robe, and wearing a palace flower in his hat. It's so fresh..."

The story of "The Female Consort" was told by Emperor Zhao to the King of Chu. The King of Chu asked someone to compile it into a novel and serialize it in "The Literature and Art of the King of Chu".

Due to the wonderful and bizarre plot, and the fact that there was also a female Jinshi in this dynasty, this novel quickly became popular among all walks of life. Then, it was adapted into a storybook and disseminated again in the form of opera and storytelling.

Li Cong's hometown is in Anqing, and he could sing tea-picking opera since he was a child, which is the predecessor of Huangmei Diao.

Anqing was one of the gathering places for grain production during the Ming Dynasty and became extremely prosperous. Although there is no water transportation now, the prosperous commercial transportation has made Anqing, which has an excellent geographical location, even more prosperous.

Business prosperity will inevitably lead to entertainment prosperity.

The tea-picking opera originated in Huangmei County and was carried forward in Anqing. Just like Kun Opera, which originated in Kunshan, was carried forward in Yangzhou.

Nowadays, several major drama genres compete for excellence.

Tea-picking opera suddenly emerged in Anqing and has been officially named Huangmei Opera.

Qingyang tune continued to grow and was brought to various places by Huizhou merchants. This thing was the predecessor of Peking Opera in another time and space.

Kunqiang (Kunqu opera) continues to be popular in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

Jiangxi's Yiyang Opera has a lot of distinguished opera fans and has occupied half of the Nanjing opera community, so it is also called "Beijing Opera".

In the fields on both sides of the Taiwan Strait, as the yellow plum tune disappears, new scenery comes into view.

A post ship, carrying documents, publications and letters, gradually caught up from behind the official ship, and then completed the overtake, and the shadow of the sail gradually faded away.

Li Cong suddenly began to recall the Han and Tang Dynasties, which were also prosperous times at that time. What kind of life should the people of the Han and Tang Dynasties live?

Li Cong did not want to live in the Han and Tang Dynasties because he was a four-eyed boy and lost half his life without glasses.

After another two days, we finally arrived in Nanjing.

Li Cong took the princess and the Kazakh envoy to land at the busy Nanjing Pier.

Jibieke has never been off the boat since he boarded the Grand Canal. Seeing such a huge city suddenly, they were stunned. The other Kazakhs also looked around stupidly.

This situation happens every year, and the people of Nanjing have long been accustomed to it.

But this time it was different, because Jibieke was so beautiful that the people around him couldn't help but look over.

Kazakh girls generally do not wear hijab, let alone cover their faces tightly.

Being stared at by so many people, Jibie was a little embarrassed. She asked Li Cong: "Sir, is this Nanjing?"

"This is Nanjing." Li Cong nodded.

Ji Bieke felt uneasy. She heard Li Cong say that the emperor was a great hero. Although this made her secretly happy, she was also a little scared. Great heroes are often majestic and unapproachable.