Chapter 122 Entering the boudoir in the middle of the night (1)
Before Qingxia came on stage, the translator probably introduced the rules to Wu Ma about the rules for grabbing the Duoqier.
Duoqier means pure kerchief, and often symbolizes the love object between men and women. Grabbing Duoqier is a fun game that tests and exercises people's reaction and agility. Before the game starts, people will
Wrap the belt into a thick piece, and then tie it together with Duoqier.
Motkimu will place the tied Dokier on the plate and give it to the winner of the [Stage] game, asking her to take the lead in starting this round of the game.
The winner of [Stage] will choose another Solchuk participant present (often the opposite sex) to come into the circle and play the game together.
At the beginning of the game, two people have to stand facing each other, and the person invited into the circle has to tie a leather drum on his back, and then try every possible means to grab the Duoqier from the opponent's hand. If he grabs the Duoqier, he wins.
The owner of Duoqier has to use his belt to whip the contender from the back or side until the opponent's leather drum is hit on the back. When a thud is heard, the winner is considered.
Therefore, during the game, the person holding the Toki will keep spinning in circles and being beaten, and the person grabbing the Toki must also follow suit to avoid being beaten.
Agile and flexible movements can cause bursts of cheers and applause. Friction and collision caused by misunderstandings or "time differences" between two people participating in the game will cause everyone to burst into laughter. Turkic people particularly love this form of entertainment, not only can they get something out of laughter
Enjoy it, and it can also train young people’s observation, reaction and speed.
"The origin of the game of grabbing Douqir is closely related to the life of the Turks,"
The translator continued:
"Because the Turkic territory is vast and many places are windy and sandy, men will sometimes be covered in dust when they return from an outing. The women at home will wrap their belts into whips and slap the men's sides and backs, and the dust will be swept away.
After patting the dust, the women will take out their Doqier to wipe the sweat and dirt from the men's faces, and kiss their cheeks to reward their husbands who have worked so hard for a long time. The Doqier snatching evolved from this kind of intimate patting.
of.
It is also for this reason that the reward and punishment rules of this game are very interesting,"
At this point, the translator laughed and said, "The winning party has the right to kiss the losing party on the cheek, which also means that the winning party has initiated a formal courtship."
"What kind of broken rules is this!" Yuwen Jianxue twisted his head, "Does the loser have to agree?"
"Being kissed on the cheek is irresistible. But courtship will not be forced, but... seizing the courtship opportunity won by Duoqier will be blessed by Tengger, so most of the people being courted will seriously consider it."
"Can the invited person refuse the game?"
"It's okay. Generally speaking, women who are invited will refuse. Most men will not refuse. On the grassland, if a man is afraid of women, he will have no shame to go home. From now on, he will be laughed at when he goes out.
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"Well," Yuwen Jianxue said, "Wuma is not from the grassland. He will stay for a few days and then leave."
The three of them were talking, but they saw that Qingxia, who was supposed to take the lead in starting this round of the game, did not come on stage.
Wu Ma raised his eyes and looked around, and saw Qingxia and that [Igo Tibixi] arguing about something in the corner of the circle. Both of their faces were not very good-looking. [Igo Tibixi] Bai Jun's face looked a little sullen.
Liver color.
While they were making noise, Mortemu, who was hosting the game, walked over and opened his mouth and said something, as if to ask if he wanted to change the starter.
"Need not!"
Qingxia immediately turned around and walked to the center of the circle.
[Igo Tobisei] took two quick steps forward, pulled the corner of her clothes, and said something. Qingxia pulled her sleeves, shook off the other party's hand, and then walked to the center of the circle, with the corners of her mouth raised slightly.
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Moteqim said: "Who do you want to choose as your opponent?"
[Igo Tibixi] was the first to raise his hand, stood up and walked towards Qingxia.
Qingxia pointed at the dancing horse, "I still choose him."
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At the other end of the circle, the dancing horse was about to get up. Yuwen Jianxue held him back, "Are you really going to do it?"
"Otherwise, I want to save face." Wu Ma said, already standing up. Of course, he wanted to know what else Qingxia wanted to say to him. If he wanted to meet, there must be a reason.
"What if you lose?"
"I won't suffer any loss whether I win or lose."
"You...well, I really belong to you." Yuwen Jianxue sneered: "It turns out that I delayed your good deeds, so I was worried for nothing."
After saying that, she angrily walked out of the circle. There were crowds of people everywhere, and the smell of cheese, mutton and sweat made her frown.
After finally squeezing out, I looked back, but I didn’t see the dancing horse coming out to chase me. “Who is it?” He muttered and was about to walk to his tent when he suddenly heard thunderous cheers erupting from the crowd. Many people
Jumping up and down to explore higher places, people would occasionally utter compliments in Turkic language.
Her curiosity was aroused, and she thought to herself: It's so funny, what should I be angry about? What's the point of staying in the house alone without watching such an interesting program? So she only allowed him to play hook-three.
Let’s take a ride. I can also try this game of grabbing Douqier. Let’s see which one of us wins the most.
With this thought in mind, I turned back and stood outside the circle for a long time, peering around. However, it was so dark that I couldn't see anything. I had to lower my head and burrow back into the crowd... This time, it was difficult to get in.
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The dancing horse walked to the center of the open space, and Moteqim tied the leather drum for him. The leather drum was as thin as a mirror, and the leather surface was as smooth as a mirror, but the sound was crisp and clear when slapped on it, which was very cleverly done.
In Qingxia's hand, she was holding a blue silk Doqi'er. The Douqi'er was tied to a long belt. There was a big knot on the head of the belt. She could hit the dancing horse's skin drum with the knot.
Even if you lose the horse dance.
Mortemu took a stick and drew a big circle in the middle. "This circle is the boundary of the game. Whoever steps on the line and leaves the circle will be considered a loser."
Then he said to Wu Ma: "When grabbing Duoqier, you can't touch the belt with your hands. If you touch it three times, you lose." He said to Qingxia: "When you whip, you can't hit the distinguished guest in the front. The same three times will be judged as a loss.
lose."
"I call start and it's time to beat the drum." He held up a drum in his hand. "Sound the drum three hundred times. If the time is up and there is no winner, it will be considered a draw. Both of them will exit the circle. No prizes will be given."
Punishment begins!”
The drums sounded immediately, and the audience cheered for the two people.
"Dancer-kun,"
Qingxia grabbed the middle of the belt with her hands, shook her wrist slightly, and the belt started to spin in circles, and said, "You just understand the rules of grabbing Duoqier."
"Um."
"Do you want to win? If you want to win, just tell me and I can let you go."
"Thank you, no need..." Although I told Yuwen Jianxue before that I won't suffer any loss whether he wins or loses. Wu Ma really has no intention of losing to Qingxia. Even if it is a game, he is very competitive.
Halfway through her words, Qingxia rushed up and darted to the side of the dancing horse, just so that she could see the shadow of the leather drum behind the dancing horse. She swung her belt and was about to hit the head of the leather drum.
Wu Ma immediately turned sideways to avoid it. Unexpectedly, the belt in Qingxia's hand turned around. The knot on the head of the belt turned slightly, went around Wu Ma's body and hit the drum again, only missing one finger.
Leather drum.
Wu Ma had no choice but to block it with her hand. Qingxia took the opportunity to come up and said in a low voice: "In the northeast corner of the tooth tent, there is a tent with a blue cloud embroidered on the curtain. I will be there... Save it at midnight tonight.
Door, you come to me."
"The distinguished guest touches the belt once!" Motqim shouted loudly, and the Turks cheered, cheered and cheered for Qingxia.
"You were the one looking for me," Wu Ma took advantage of Qingxia's approach and stretched out his hand like lightning to grab Duo Qier in her arms, "Why don't you come to my tent."
"Don't you want to break the curse?" Qingxia giggled and moved Wu Ma's hand away with a gentle movement of her hand, "I don't have the invisible skills like you, so I can be easily discovered by others.
"
Wu Ma didn't say anything, changed the direction of her other hand, and continued to grab Duo Qier again.
"Are you afraid that I will set a trap?"
Qingxia did not retreat but advanced, turned around in a circle, got close to the dancing horse, and said in his ear:
"Don't worry, [Stage] just now, you got a chance to date me. Even if you touch my tent in the middle of the night and someone discovers it, no one will blame you... If you don't believe it, you can find it privately.
Ask our people."
There is such a custom, no wonder the previous [Igo Dobisei] looked a little angry, he was probably Qingxia's admirer.
Wu Ma thought for a moment and said, "I'll ask."
"Then it's settled, I'll wait for you."
Qingxia smiled, and suddenly her figure disappeared. She turned into a candlelight and floated behind Wu Ma in the blink of an eye. Before Wu Ma could react, the knot on her belt hit the leather drum with a thud.
There was a crisp sound. Then I heard a sound like a silver bell coming from my ears, "Wu Langjun, I forgot to tell you, you can't help but feel the skill when trying to grab a doggie."
"Her Royal Highness Princess Ashinayan wins!" the crowd cheered.
Qingxia regained her previous delicate appearance from the candlelight, pointed to her cheek, and smiled, "Remember, at three o'clock in the morning, there is a tent embroidered with cyan clouds."
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Note: Solchuk is indeed a kind of party in ancient Turkic written records, but I checked a lot of information about the specific form of the party and could not find it. All descriptions of Solchuk in this book are from Mesirefu