In the evening of August 14th, the third year of the Great Qin Jiaxin.

Yangzhou Prefecture, Yuhang Liufu house, a letter is placed on the desk—

Parents:

When you received this letter, if nothing unexpected happens, I have already arrived in Miaojiang. Everything is fine here, don’t worry about me.

Jiang Xiaoshu, which is what I mentioned before, has gradually discovered his true face recently. He does not obey the command at all and always argues with me.

Sheng Yujin, the wild wolf, said little, but he always sat alone, making a fool of himself, and his mind seemed to be not very smart.

Anyway, I was worried about these two guys. The only thing I know is Wang Jinwei. He also set out with us. He is worthy of being the King of Chef. I have almost made a big ball these two days...

(The traces of a drop of vegetable soup fall here, and the handwriting behind it becomes blurred.)

Okay, let’s say so much first. In short, you two remember to take care of yourself. Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, but don’t forget to eat mooncakes. I will come home soon. Well... I will definitely arrive before the New Year, remember to pick me up.

(The letter paper has no signature at the end, only a cute girl's avatar was drawn)

Liu Changsheng put down his letter, looking sad:

"My miserable daughter."

…………

At this moment, thousands of miles away.

Liu Lingwei on the horse's back started yelling:

"Jiang Xiaoshu, I'm so tired, it's time to rest."

Jiang Xiaoshu in front seemed deaf, and didn't even look back, and walked forward on his own.

Liu Lingwei shouted a few more words, Jiang Xiaoshu was indifferent, and Wang Jinwei, who was carrying a big bag on his back, answered:

"Miss Liu, we have just rested."

After saying that, he pointed behind him, the ashes of the fire were still emitting smoke, which was obviously just extinguished.

Liu Lingwei muttered:

"But why am I hungry again now?"

Sheng Yujin, who was leading the horse for her, had already lowered his head and said nothing, but now he grabbed the horse:

"Liu Lingwei, I'm going to let go."

Then he acted to release the reins. Liu Lingwei blinked her eyes and closed her mouth, as if she was worried about her own self-control, and then reached out to cover her mouth firmly.

Finally calmed down for a while. Jiang Xiaoshu in front of him sighed lightly.

He had discovered a rule that if Liu Lingwei stayed somewhere, she would be honest and might be able to work hard at critical moments. But once she got on the road, Liu Lingwei was like talking, and she could repeat the words for a hundred days. It was simply a drag.

The most important thing is that the saying "keepsy" can no longer deceive her. Every time Jiang Xiaoshu mentioned this, Liu Lingwei retorted angrily: "I don't believe in your tricks. I have been with you for so long and I don't teach me any martial arts..."

Jiang Xiaoshu had to pass on some whip methods, and Sheng Yujin taught her how to take a knife. However, after only learning the whip method of tangling and the vertical slashing of a single knife, Liu Lingwei started to act like a fool. She either said that her hands had calluses and became ugly, or that her horse stance was not elegant at all, or she said that she had a headache or a fever, but she wouldn't practice it anyway. After a while, the matter of learning kung fu was put aside...

More than ten days have passed since leaving Ba County. Jiang Xiaoshu felt that he had already become calm under Liu Lingwei's training and was no longer surprised.

Until Liu Lingwei's voice sounded again:

"Jiang Xiaoshu, how long will it take for us to arrive?"

"Damn it!" Jiang Xiaoshu jumped up and cursed:

"Liu Lingwei, this is the 27th time today. Let's talk about it again. I'll tie you up and send you home."

Liu Lingwei thrust her chest and confronted her tit:

"But we have been walking in this deep mountain forest for more than ten days. These rare trees have just looked interesting, but if you see too much, you will be tired of it. Aren't you annoyed?"

"..." Jiang Xiaoshu was silent for a moment, sighed, and took out a map from his arms:

"Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you, stop for a while, and I'll see how long it will take to arrive."

After a moment, Jiang Xiaoshu combined the map:

"It's done, stop calling. We can reach Qianhu Miao Village at most five miles away."

"Really?" Liu Lingwei immediately raised her neck and looked around, but could not see anything. She said disappointedly:

"How come so many trees grow, and you can't see anything. If it weren't for this official road, I would have thought we were lost."

"This official road was built by Emperor Chonghuang." Jiang Xiaoshu looked at the bluestone official road that was incompatible with the towering ancient trees around him, and sighed:

"The old emperor has great ambitions, resists the wolf, harvests Miaojiang, pacifies Liaodong, and overthrows Baiyue... He wants to do everything, but his generation wants to do things for several generations, but he is unable to do it after all. In the end, he is in his prime, so he will control Bintian."

Liu Lingweiqi said:

"It turns out that this road was built during the reign of Emperor Chonghuang. I thought it had been hundreds of years."

Jiang Xiaoshu explained:

"In ancient times, the ancestors of the Miao people failed to fight with others, so they came to live in seclusion in the southwest mountains. At least hundreds or thousands of years ago, our Qin Dynasty had not yet established a country. Even when the Qin Dynasty was founded, no one knew that there were people living in the mountains..."

With a blink of an eye, Jiang Xiaoshu pulled out his long sword and said in a fascination:

"It was not until Emperor Yongshuo of Taizong appeared that everyone discovered that there was another cave here..."

"I know, I know," Liu Lingwei immediately became excited when she mentioned Emperor Yongshuo:

"That was the emperor with the most powerful martial arts in the Qin Dynasty. It was in his hands that the Great Qin increased from the original Jiuzhou to the fourteen states. Has he ever been to Miaojiang?"

Jiang Xiaoshu nodded:

"Although historical materials do not record in detail, the information about Miaojiang and Qianhu Miao Villages was only available since then."

Liu Lingwei was a little strange:

"A hero like Emperor Yongshuo did not defeat Miaojiang?"

Jiang Xiaoshu shook his head:

"I don't know this. I only know that since there are historical materials about Miaojiang, the Miaojiang people have been deeply hostile to us Central Plains people. There have been very few people here in the hundred years since Emperor Yongshuo."

Liu Lingwei was shocked:

"Ah? Then wouldn't we be bad? They won't catch us and eat us, right?"

Jiang Xiaoshu glanced at her and stomped her feet:

"What is this?"

"Your boots."

"Stupid, this is the official road... Isn't the old emperor built this official road just to establish diplomatic relations with the Miaojiang people? Since the Miaojiang people were able to come to our Qin Dynasty to trade through this road, our relationship with them has become much more harmonious. Although we are not as close as a family, at least we will not meet each other."

"Here." Sheng Yujin's voice came, interrupting the two of them.

When the few people heard this, they immediately accelerated their pace. After a moment, a loud and loud song came from afar, using Miao language, and everyone only heard the general meaning:

The sun shines on the white rocks, the golden flowers and honeysuckles roll down, I don’t love the golden flowers and honeysuckles, only love girls and good talents...

Then another sweet and enthusiastic female voice sounded, and she was in harmony with the song:

The sun comes out and shines on the slope, the golden flowers and honeysuckles roll down the slope, I don’t love the golden flowers and honeysuckles, I only love brother sings a mountain song...

When Liu Lingwei heard this enthusiastic folk song, her face turned red:

"Why are the songs they sing so bold..."

Jiang Xiaoshu said with a smile:

"Miaojiang is far from the customs of the Central Plains, and I can see it."

Unlike the people in the Central Plains who emphasize implicitness and tactfulness, the expressions of the Miaojiang people are more straightforward and enthusiastic. In the Central Plains, men and women cannot be mentioned in public, they can be sung openly here.

After several people walked around a notch, they stopped at the same time.

Everyone was on the top of a hillside, and under the reflection of the sunset above their heads, a rainbow spanned the sky.

At the foot of the feet, there are always a series of orderly terraced fields, and at the end of the terraced fields is a huge Miao village surrounded by mountains.

Qianhu Miao Village is indeed worthy of its name. Thousands of Miao wooden stilt houses are built along the mountain, and they occupy most of the mountain walls in a row. The beautifully stilt houses have become the brightest scenery here.

These stilt houses seem to be integrated with the rare woods around them. The Miaojiang people in the stilt houses have become friends with the green bamboos, flowers and birds. The fragrance of flowers and the sound of insects are the most enthusiastic confession of the mountains to the Miaojiang people.

A winding river surrounded this huge and ancient Miao village. The river water was clear and there were five beautiful wind and rain bridges on it. The shape was beautiful, both magnificent and exquisite.

At this moment, the clear waves on the river were rippling slightly, and many Miaojiang girls were washing clothes on the river.

These girls are wearing clothes that are unique to the Miao people. Under the simple and simple clothes, they are long skirts sewn with batik.

The background color of batik is mostly blue, and various exquisite patterns are dyed with unique craftsmanship - butterflies flying, fish leaping, birds flying, stars and mountains...

Some of the girls had their heads wrapped around their heads, and some wore luxurious and exquisite silver jewelry.

They were whispering in their companions' ears, but they didn't know what they said. A girl squinted her eyes and covered her mouth and laughed secretly, while her companions blushed and picked up the river water with their hands and splashed it over. The two girls immediately made a frolick.

There is a vast square in Miao Village. At this time, bursts of bright and thick music were heard. The strange tone immediately attracted the attention of Jiang Xiaoshu and his group.

More than a dozen Miaojiang people were playing the Lusheng, jumping and dancing to the music. Their feet adjusted the music according to the Lusheng song to change their graceful postures, and they were paired with the silver ornaments of the golden pheasants on the heads of several women, and they were eager to fly.

And in the circle they formed, there was a beautiful girl in gorgeous costumes, dancing to the sound of the reeds.
To be continued...