Ai Ling Daya was sweating profusely, squatting beside a big black pot in the center of the tent. The pot was full of smoked black red rocks. She carefully pliers the last stone from a smaller pot into the big pot, and then sprinkles a bucket of clean water on the surface to turn them into steam. If the steam disappears too quickly, she will be scolded less often. When the wise men gather in the steam tent, Elvin will be in charge of steam.
Alwen sat cross-legged carefully beside Ber. There was no carpet in this tent. There was a rock. The ground was rough and wet, and it was too hot for people to feel uncomfortable. Ai Wen was surprised to find that Ailinda had just been whipped. When the Eigil girl sat next to Alwen with the same care, her expression was as rigid as their body rock, but she still couldn’t hide her shrinking because of the pain.
This is what Elvin didn’t expect. The White Pagoda is already very strict, but the discipline of the wise men is stricter than that of the White Pagoda, and Ailinda’s determination to learn guidance will be even stronger. She can’t dream, but she is trying her best to learn every skill of the wise men as hard as she studied martial arts when she was a gunfighter. Of course, she admitted that after letting Rand know that the wise men monitored his dreams, they asked her to dig nearly one person’s deep pit for three days and then fill them up, but this should be Ailinda’s only mistake. In fact, Amis and other three wise men always regard Ailinda as an
"You’ve been walking for a long time," Berry said, while Alwen was carefully looking for a comfortable sitting position. Berry’s voice was old and crisp, but like an iron blade that could cut nerves, Stella kept scratching her arm.
"I’m sorry," Alwen said. "This should be deferential enough.
Ber snorted, "You are a teacher of two ceremonies on the other side of the dragon wall, but here you are a student, a student who is not qualified to delay. When I send someone to call Ailinda or send her to do something, she will run to complete my order, even if I want a needle, even if I take her as an example, you are still much worse than her."
Alwen’s cheeks turned red. She tried to make her voice more humble. "I’ll try my best." This is the first time that a wise man has made such a comparison in front of others. Alwen secretly glanced at Ai Lingda and was surprised to find that Ai Lingda’s face was thoughtful. Sometimes Ai Wen really wished that her "close sister" was not always so good.
"This girl can learn Bohr, otherwise we don’t have to teach her," Mellan said impatiently. "Then teach her agile methods, if it is needed then." Mellan is ten years older than Ailingda at best. When she talks, she always seems to have a ball of hair in her throat. If she sits on a sharp rock, she will never move. It can be that rock. "I’ll tell you again that the two-performer Murray Eigil follows the people who come with Lebanon instead of the white tower."
Obviously, no one will explain to Alwen what they are talking about. She has to figure it out by herself.
"Maybe," Amy said quietly, "Eigil will serve the two performers again, but it’s not time for the two performers, Murray." She looked at the two performers calmly and kept moving.
This time will come. Alwen knows this. Now Murui has learned that some wise men can guide the Second Instrument Division into the desert to find girls who can teach, and will almost certainly bring all the wise men back to Baita. Alwen once worried that the wise men would be intimidated and forced to leave their original lives for too long, but she is not worried now, although the wise men themselves don’t seem to be at ease. From the way they get along with Murui every day, it seems that Amis and Mailan have the courage not less than that of the Second Instrument Division. Berl may be able to order Swan Sanchen to drill.
Speaking of this, Shiber is not the most courageous wise man. This honor should go to an older woman-Sorelin Shenjiabao wise man of Charing Ai Ilga Lai clan. Her guiding ability is weaker than that of most beginners, but she will send other wise men to do chores like a righteous servant, and they will never worry that such people will be bullied. It is purely Alwen asking for trouble.
"Of course you want to save your land," said Burr. "But Rand Arthur obviously doesn’t intend to lead us to punish people who come from Lebanon, and no one from Eigil will get hurt." Of course, that’s what they are talking about.
"My heart is not only to save lives and land." Murray wiped his eyebrows with one finger and sweated like a king, but his voice was almost as tense as Mailan’s. "If you allow the situation to develop like this, you will cause great disaster. The plan for many years is about to gain something, but he wants to destroy it all."
"That’s the White Pagoda Plan" Amy’s tone is so flat that you will agree with her. "These plans, we, other wise people, must consider what is right for Eigil, and we will make sure that Eigil people will take the best action for Aiyue."
Elvin wants to know what the tribal leaders will think about this. They always complain that the wise men interfere in their affairs. Maybe this statement of the wise men will attract them to complain again! Those leaders are men with strong personalities and smart minds, but Alwen believes that their ability to fight against the wise is no better than that of her village Council against the women’s parliamentary group.
But this time Murray was right.
"If Rand-"Alwen opened her mouth, but Berl firmly stopped her.
"We’ll listen to you later, girl. Your knowledge of Rand is very valuable, but you can keep quiet and listen to others before you are allowed to speak. Don’t be so calm or I’ll give you a dose of blue ridge tea."
Alwen’s face is bitter. The wise men will respect the two ceremonies equally, but not their students. Even if they believe that this student is also a two ceremonies teacher, so she is so quiet. Berl probably ordered Alwen to find the medicine from her herbal bag and cook the soup before drinking it. Without him, the effect of this medicine is that its bitter taste will make the drinker never dare to put on a bad face or do anything that he will anger the wise men. Ailinda patted her arm comfortingly.
"Do you believe that this situation will not make Eigil suffer a huge disaster?" Murui’s naked body is shimmering with steam condensate and her own sweat, but her voice is still as cold as the cold winter wind. This is very difficult to do, but she seems to be comfortable. "This will lead to a recurrence of the Eigil war. You will kill people, burn down and plunder towns as you did then, until you make everyone your enemy."
"That one-fifth is the teacher we deserve," Mailan said, throwing her long hair behind her back so that Stella could scrape her smooth shoulders. Even though her hair became thick with moisture, it still shone like silk. "We didn’t get more from the tree-destroying people." She glanced at Murray coldly, but the implication was obvious, but they all knew that Murray was from Kerian. "Your kings and queens collected more taxes than this."
"But what if all countries are against you?" Murray insisted that "in the Eigil War, the countries United to turn you back so that things would happen again and it would lead to great sacrifices for both sides."
"We are not afraid of death," Amis told her. The wise man smiled as if explaining the problem to a child. "Life is a dream, and we will eventually wake up and enter another dream. At that time, four tribes crossed the Dragon Wall with Jiang Blunt’s command. Now six tribes have gathered here, and you also said that Rand Arthur intends to lead all tribes in this operation."
"Rudian predicted that he would destroy us." The sparkle in McLean’s eyes may be aimed at Murray or because she rebelled against fate. "What difference does it make if he destroys us here or on the Dragon Wall?"
"You will make him lose the support of all countries on the west side of the Dragon Wall," Murray said. She looked calm as usual, but the sharp sound in her voice showed that she could crush rocks now. "He must get their support!"
"He has the support of Eigil," Ber said in her unyielding voice, waving a thin copper sheet to strengthen her tone. "The tribes have never been a country, but now he has made us one."
"We won’t let it help you change his decision," said Amy in the same firm voice.
"You can leave now, if you like," said Ber. "We have discussed what you are going to discuss tonight." Her words were polite, but she made no secret of her intention.
"I will leave," Murray calmly replied as if this was what she meant. She decided that this time, the wise men really conveyed to her that Eigil would not obey Baitawei. "I have other things to deal with."
Of course, this sentence is absolutely true. It is probably something about Ylander. Alwen knows that she had better not ask. If Murui wants her to know, she will naturally tell her otherwise … Otherwise, she can get some two performers to avoid lying and compile excuses or be directly told that Murui knows that "green performer Ai Wen" is a lie and has not exposed her in public, but she has also made Ai Wen understand what position she should be in.
When Murray left the tent, there was a cold wind in the tent. Amis said, "Ailinda poured tea."
The young Eigil woman was shocked. She opened her mouth twice before whispering, "I’m going to cook now." She ran out of the tent on all fours and the second cold wind blew into the tent to let the steam fade away.
The wise men looked at each other almost as surprised as Ai Lingda just now, and Alwen Ai Lingda was always able to finish the heaviest chores as quickly as possible. Although she may not be very happy, she must have been in great emotional trouble, which made her forget to make tea. The wise men always want to drink tea.
"Add some steam girls," Mellan said.
Alwen knew that the wise man was talking to her because Ailinda had already left, and she hurriedly sprinkled clear water on the stones and guided them to make the stones and tin cans hotter until she heard the crackling sound of the stones. The tin cans gave off a hot smell like a stove. Eigil people might get used to the sudden change from hot to cold, but she couldn’t. The thick fog rose and filled the tent. Amis nodded approvingly, and Mailan continued casually. Of course, both of them could see Elvin’s body and zhou li’s halo, but Alwen couldn’t.
Ai Wen put Zhenyuan back and sat close to Baier. "Did Ailinda make a big mistake?" She doesn’t know what kind of mood Ailingda is in now, but should she embarrass Ailingda even when Ailingda doesn’t arrive?
Burr is obviously not so worried. "You mean she has a whip injury?" The wise man said in a normal voice, "Today, she came to me and admitted that she lied twice a day, but she refused to tell who she lied to. Of course, that was her own business, as long as she didn’t lie to the wise man, but she said that she needed to be whipped to protect her honor and do her duty."
"She asked you …" Elvin opened his mouth wide but failed to finish.
Ber nodded as if it wasn’t an unusual thing. "I hit her extra to trouble me. It’s a matter of festival, not that I blame her for her so-called lies. It’s very likely that Fadaresmai will worry about trivial things, and even a former gunman sometimes makes a mountain out of a molehill like a man." Amis gave Ber a blank look, and even though it was foggy, she was as unhappy as Ailinda.
Elvin has never met a Eigil who is unfaithful and makes a mountain out of a molehill, but she never thought that Ailinda would make a mountain out of a molehill like this! Eigil people are really like a bunch of crazy people.
Burr has obviously put this matter out of consideration. "There are more lost people in the Three Jedi than I remember." She said that Eigil people always call the craftsmen-Tuyasan people.
"They fled because of the disaster on the other side of the Dragon Wall." There was a sneer in Mailan’s voice
"I heard," Amis said slowly, "that some Eigil who fled after the dry season have gone to seek shelter for the lost." Then there was a long silence in the tent. Eigil now knows that Tuyasan is from the same blood as them. Tuyasan Eigil left them before crossing the ridge of the world and entering the desert, but this information will make Eigil people more disgusted with them.
"He has brought about a change," Mailan said in a hoarse voice in the steam.
"I want you to ease him and bring about great changes." There was a sympathy in Elvin’s voice. It must be a very difficult situation to see his life coming to an end. Alwen hoped that the wise men would scold her to shut up, but no one did.
"Ease" Berr repeated as if he were chewing the word "rather, we are doing our best"
"He changed everything," Amis said with a hint of anxiety. "Rudian, the lost, the barren season and all those things that shouldn’t be leaked." Like all his Eigil, it is difficult for wise people to realize those things.
"Gunmen always surrounded him as if they were closer to him than their own tribe," Berl said. "For the first time in history, they allowed a man to walk into the house of Gunmen." For a moment, Amy seemed to want to say something, but she still didn’t say that she wouldn’t talk about Gunmen with all living people who had never had a gun.
"Tribal leaders don’t listen to us as usual," Myran muttered. "Oh, they still ask for our advice as before. After all, they are not complete fools, but Beo doesn’t tell me what he and Rand Arthur have said now. He said that if he wanted to know this, he would ask Rand Arthur, and the latter pushed me back to Beo’s. I can’t do anything about Kayaken, but Beo .. He has always been stubborn. The man who makes people angry is now beyond all my endurance limits. Sometimes I really want to hit him on the head with a stick. "Amis and Burr giggled as if Mailan had just told an interesting joke, or maybe they just wanted to forget this rapid change moment by laughing.
"There are three ways to deal with this kind of man," Burr said with a smile. "Stay away from him, kill him or marry him."
Mailan straightened her neck, and her face turned red after being tanned by the sun for a moment. Alwen thought that the blonde wise man would say a bunch of angry words that were more passionate than her face, but then a cold wind entered the tent with Ailinda. The girl in Eigil held a carved silver tray in her hand, with a yellow glazed teapot, a delicate gold-inlaid Haimin porcelain cup and a stone jar filled with honey.
When she poured tea and honey, she kept shivering. Obviously, she didn’t come to dress from the time she left the tent to the time she came back. Of course, she didn’t pour tea for herself and Alwen until Amy told her to have a cup of tea for herself and Alwen.
"Add more steam," Mailan said. The cold wind seemed to cool her temper just now. Ailinda put an untouched teacup in a hurry and climbed over to pick up the ladle. She was obviously trying to make up for forgetting to cook tea.
"Alwen," said Ames, taking a sip of tea. "If Ellinda asks to sleep in his room, will Rand Arthur respond?" Ailingda hands holding water gourd ladle froze in place.
"He-"Alwen gasped. "You can’t ask her to do such a thing! You can’t! "