Cultural invasion had always been a long and arduous task. Wanting to carry out cultural invasion without large-scale slaughter was basically no different from a dream.
Xiaobei did not expect that the tribe's children would immediately abandon their own ethnic traditions after she taught them. However, Xiaobei had an absolute advantage. She was a child herself, and there were eight other children supporting her from behind.
After some research, to Xu Yilong's surprise, Xiaobei began to introduce the situation of Tang Dynasty to the children in the tribe through an interpreter.
She didn't mention anything about boundless fields, towering mountains, or surging rivers. She was talking about the endless amount of honey that could be eaten, the fatty but not greasy braised pork, the sleigh that could run hundreds of steps in the snow with a gentle slide, the maze that could not find a way out after turning around, and the mirror that could change into various shapes.
In addition, there were beautiful clothes, water guns that could shoot very far, and all kinds of huge animals in cages that could jump into lakes that would not sink.
The children in the tribe listened to Xiaobei's introduction and imagined a dreamy fairytale world. They were all full of yearning for Tang Dynasty.
Xu Yilong felt that this was a lie. She admitted that Tang Dynasty did have everything that Xiaobei said, especially the braised pork. This thing was also a kind of extravagant hope for the adults. They could not eat it every day. It was a good life to eat it every three to five days.
The children could eat it because they were in the school and had the support of countless merchants. The merchants' thoughts were very simple and could be classified into four categories. First, they felt that the local children were indebted to them because they had paid for it. Then, in the future, the local adults would have to help them.
Xu Yilong felt that this kind of people were too direct, but she could not criticize them. They had simple thoughts and really did it.
Second, they wanted a reputation. At the same time, it was also for their own family's business. Under normal circumstances, they were merchants who did daily necessities. If they did not take money, people would not go to their shop to buy things.
Third, their business was big. They needed more loans from banks to complete the operation of the funds. If they did not take money, the examination would be stricter than the merchants who took money. Especially when there was no physical collateral, credit loans were impossible. What credibility did a merchant who was not willing to take risks for Tang Dynasty's children have? A sense of social responsibility was not just for show.
Fourth, their family was rich and they simply liked children. They just wanted to see their children's smiling faces.
There was no end to the complexity of human nature, but Xu Yilong knew that in such a complicated society, it was no different from a dream for someone who was not from the Great Tang to enjoy the same benefits.
This group of children had been filled with hope by Xiaobei's words, and all of them worked even harder to learn the language and characters of the Great Tang. However, the result that awaited them was that even if they entered the Great Tang, they would still need to pay if they wanted to go to school. This was because many outsiders had already begun to do so.
For example, the wealthy families of Xinluo and Japan took the initiative to come to the Great Tang without being invited by the Great Tang. They exchanged the money they earned in their own country with the Great Tang Bank in their own country for the money of the Great Tang. They brought their children to the Great Tang just to let their children have a better future.
Xu Yilong felt that as a powerful country, it was wrong to bully a small tribe. They should show more magnanimity, and Xiao Bei and the others were too utilitarian.
He planned to have a good talk with Xiao Bei and the others. At the very least, he would stop lying to them. Otherwise, his conscience wouldn't be able to live with it.
"Snow-white paper is very precious. It's even more precious than the leather and cloth you use to write. Let me show you what the children of the Great Tang use."
Just as Xu Yilong was about to have a good talk with Xiao Bei and the others, Xiao Bei took out a book. It was a very simple book with large white characters. The cover was an ink painting with linen patterns. There were two lines of words on it, 'Without a chill to the bone, how can there be the fragrance of plum blossoms?' The words were written like plum blossoms, proud and unyielding.
Xu Yilong had never heard of anyone who wrote this sentence, and he didn't know that the words were called thin gold.
The only thing he admitted was that what it said made sense, and the writing was not bad, whether it was the content or the words.
But now, all of this was not the main point. The main point was Xiao Bei's publicity.
"As long as you come to the Great Tang, you will have the chance to use such beautiful paper. Is it white? Come, let our Sister Xiao Zhu write a few words. "Xiao Bei passed a pencil to Xiao Zhu who was beside him.
Xiao Zhu was very shy and didn't like to talk, just like Xiao Hai. When the two of them were together, they had a common language. Xiao Zhu often helped Xiao Hai to draw pictures. Xiao Zhu could always draw a line that Xiao Hai needed to use when calculating very accurately, so Xiao Hai recognized this future wife. He also always helped Xiao Zhu to calculate the scale of a picture, especially the golden section line. He calculated that very quickly.
With a few strokes, with Xiao Yuan's cooperation, Xiao Zhu wrote the words on the white paper. The content was simple. It was a children's song that Xiao Yuan wrote at the last minute. But when he was talking about the children's song, Xiao Yuan looked at Xu Yilong.
"Isn't it beautiful?" Xiao Bei continued with his cultural invasion.
"Xiao ~ Sister Bei, what?" A child in the tribe who was younger than Xiao Bei asked with the language he just learned.
Normally, he should ask, "Sister Xiao Bei, what did you write?" But he was not familiar with the culture of the Great Tang. Once the word "sister" overlapped, it would be distant. People who were close to each other would usually only call one word, brother, sister, and master. If the overlapping usage was used together, it would be called brother and sister. If the brother was placed in front, it would be brother, followed by sister. If the sister was placed in front, it would be sister, followed by brother.
How would the children in the tribe know the depth of Chinese culture? They could only understand according to what they learned.
Xu Yilong also did not correct the other people's way of addressing. He was now thinking about what Xiao Yuan wrote.
In fact, even if Xiao Yuan wrote, one two three four five six seven, seven six five four three two one, Xu Yilong would not laugh at it. He did not dare to. He did not want to be lectured by Xiao Yuan again.
Xu Yilong knew that people were so strange. When a person with a few million strings of coins wore a set of hemp clothes, others would praise him. When a person had a few strings of coins but insisted on wearing silk, others would laugh at him.
It was the same when it came to writing articles. A person who could write classical literature, even if he used common language in the process of writing, people who read it would not belittle him because they would know what kind of foundation he had. But if he could not even write classical literature and insisted on pretending to write, even if he used a few decent looking words in the article, people would look down on him.
It could be seen from the writing. It was very simple. Different contexts used different words. It would only make people laugh.
Xu Yilong knew about Xiao Yuan's background. Even if it was a children's song, he still had to treat it seriously.
Xiao Bei looked at the children's song written by Xiao Yuan and gave Xiao Qiang a look. Xiao Qiang immediately took out a harmonica from his bag.
"Sister wrote Rainbow Clouds Chasing Moon. Start." Xiao Bei nodded and gestured.
'Miso ~ Miso ~ Doo ~ Doo ~ Doo ~ Doo ~ Doo ~ Doo ~ Doo ~ Doo ~ Doo ~ Doo ~ Doo ~ Doo ~ Doo ~ Doo ~ Doo ~ Doo ~ Doo ~ Doo ~ Doo ~ Doo ~
Xiao Qiang followed up with a short prelude and immediately entered the main spin.
Xiao Bei began to recite the nursery rhyme when the first note of 'Suo ~ La Duo Lai Mi Sola ~' rang out.
"We just met and played by the river. The sand was piled high, and the mud was smeared on his face. You said I was naughty, and I said you were silly. A lollipop was bitten into two halves. She smiled at him, and his mouth was as sweet as hers. One day, you said you wanted to go far. Our fingers hooked, and we missed the mountains and rivers. I don't know what time it was, or what year it was. Beside the unforgettable beach, there was still water gurgling. It was already late at night, and the moon was hidden from view. The rosy clouds chase the bright moon, separated by a single heart. "
'Suo Duo, Duo Duo, Suo Duo, Duo Duo, Suo ~ La Duo Lai Mi Sola ~ La Duo Lai Mi Sola …'
Xiao Qiang's harmonica also entered the next section at this time. It was the same beginning, but the difference was that the harmonica was added to the accompaniment. It sounded like there were some other chords that were like blues and tango rhythms at the end.
The children in the tribe did not know what song it was. They only felt that it was very sad, especially the content of the interpretation. Many of the children pouted and their eyes turned red when they thought of leaving.
Xu Yilong was stunned and speechless. He had heard this song before. It was Rainbow Clouds Chasing Moon. There were many people who played and hummed this song in many places in the Tang Dynasty. Some even wrote lyrics. He always felt that this song written by Wang Juan was very beautiful. Whether it was the beginning or the climax, it was the same. The whole song was like the waves, layer upon layer.
Moreover, he knew how to play it and received the cheers of the other officials of the same generation. Especially when he was happy, he would play it twice.
But it wasn't until today that she understood that this "Rosy Clouds Chasing the Moon" wasn't a happy song at all. It was a song of longing that was difficult to meet despite being separated by a long distance. Those layers were not waves, but the lingering feelings of the heart. And Xiaoyuan used a nursery rhyme to express the true meaning of this song. Xiaoqiang's harmonica continuously used single note vibrato, accentuation, and accompaniment to express this feeling of longing and reluctance incisively and vividly.
"Did everyone hear it? Did you see it? Is this kind of paper good? "Xiao Bei acted as if nothing had happened and asked the other children with a smile.
Xu Yilong felt that his chest was tight and his stomach was uncomfortable. He wanted to vomit blood to reduce the pressure on his body. You can't play like this. I want to die. How can you be like this? The key now is Rainbow Clouds Chasing Moon, okay? If it's not a damn white paper, can you still distinguish the priority?
Xu Yilong felt sad for Xiao Yuan. He thought to himself, Xiao Yuan, is your role just to cooperate with the white paper? Don't you know how many people who treat this as a happy song will feel ashamed when you understand the feelings of Rainbow Clouds Chasing Moon so thoroughly?
Looking at the children in the tribe, Xu Yilong felt balanced in his heart. Sure enough, the children did not think about the white paper. They were also affected by the song that was accompanied by the harmonica just now. One by one, they had not recovered yet. Looking at the situation, they wanted to play together and then had no choice but to part. After that, they could only chase after the moon like the rainbow clouds, but they could not catch up.
"Brother Yilong, what are you doing? Help me. Tell them, is this paper good?" Xiao Bei's voice suddenly came.
"Okay …?" Xu Yilong's mouth moved.
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