Firmament

Silver-like friends and family.

—Salar proverb

In the mountainous grassland not far from the street, there lives a plateau indigenous Tibetan people.

The Tibetan people have a relatively fixed living area and live by grazing cattle and sheep. They would occasionally come to Salur villages and exchange cattle and sheep for tea, barley, and cloth from the Salul, Huihui, and steppe peoples.

The Tibetan people adopted the free-range method, driving cattle and sheep to the grassland and letting them graze freely. Sometimes, cattle and sheep run down the mountain steppes to the fields of the Salur people to graze on crops and vegetables.

The

Salurians were distressed to see their hard-earned crops trampled down, and took stones and sticks and angrily chased the cattle and sheep.

The Tibetans saw their beloved cattle and sheep running in panic under the pursuit of the Salur people, and they had a strong dissatisfaction with the Salur people. They believe that the whole world is a grassland grazed by the Tibetans. Of course, their livestock have the right to eat grass from all over the place, and you didn't have it before!

The people of Salur believe that the crops and vegetables they have grown with all their painstaking efforts to cultivate wasteland can be wasted by their livestock

The problems of livestock grazing crops, trampling farmland and chasing cattle and sheep were not addressed in a timely manner. Inevitably, there were contradictions between the Salurians and the Tibetans, and even armed fights.

Gale Mang considered that if he continued to fight like this for a long time, it would not benefit either the Tibetans or the Saluruls. Only by living in harmony can we have a good and peaceful life.

In order to solve the contradiction between the Salurians and the Tibetans, Gale Mang brought his wise and brave assistant Hassan to the highland cottage and personally visited the head of the Tubo people to negotiate and solve the existing problems.

Under a hostile gaze, Gareng and Hassan walked into the ornate yurt of the head, Tashi Dhondrup. In accordance with the etiquette of the Tibetan people, they made a big salute to Tashi Dunzhu, holding white hata, tea, cloth and other gifts in both hands, and respectfully presented them to Tashi Dunzhu.

Tashi Dhondrup did not understand Salur. Gale Mang and Hassan did not understand the Tibetan language. They don't have a way to talk. So, Tashi Dhondrup sent someone to call the young man, Sankoh, to act as an interpreter. Sankoh often travels to Salur villages to do fur business and knows a little about Salur.

Gareng said to Tashi Dunzhu sincerely: "Venerable headman, the violent storm has caused the Tubo and Salur people to suffer a lot. The lose-lose day is not the life I want you to live. Why can't we get along amicably like brothers?".

Tashi Dunzhu said arrogantly: "No matter how crazy the storm is, there will always be a source. The battle between the Tibetans and the Salulians must have had a twist for ignition. Why do you want to invade the territory of the Tibetans and seize the grasslands belonging to cattle and sheep on our territory?"

Gale replied recklessly: "We are soldiers and civilians sent by the Imperial Court of the Grassland Country, and we have come here tirelessly to defend the land of the Imperial Court. "

Tashi Dunzhu corrected solemnly: "You are the bison who trespassed into the grassland without our invitation. "

Hassan couldn't hold back the anger in his heart anymore, and interjected and retorted: "I heard that this place once belonged to the Qiang people in history. In this way, are you also bison who trespassed into the steppe without being invited?"

Tashi Dunzhu was so frightened by Hassan that he was speechless for a while, and glared at Hassan viciously.

The anger in the tent suddenly became tense.

Gale said calmly, "Before we arrived, this was indeed the place where you lived. Since you have clearly declared your submission to the Steppe Country, then we are all subjects of the Steppe Country. In this case, you should not call the soldiers and civilians sent by the imperial court uninvited guests. I came today with sincerity, just to be a good neighbor with you. "

"When the sun rises, we shake hands with the people below the mountain, and when the sun sets, we are attacked mercilessly. They robbed us of our cattle and sheep and cursed us for being filthy mountain people. Why are we always victims?".

"We have never taken the initiative to attack you. I come to your tent with a heart and sincerity, hoping that we will live together in peace, and that we will be well and prosperous forever. "

Tashi said with a softened cheek, "I know that you are the new Salurians, and you have no grievances with us in the past. I fully agree with your proposal to live together peacefully and be well together. I should trust you, but in case he breaks his promise in the future, he must stay in the cottage as a hostage. "

Tashi Dhondrup's eyes flickered at Hassan.

Hassan was so angry that his eyes burst when he heard Tashi Dhondrup's rude request. Two large hands were silently clenched into fists. The joints creaked.

Gareng quietly pressed his hand to Hassan's clenched fist, smiled and nodded to Tashi Dhondrup, agreeing to his request.

Tashi Dhondrup's gloomy face immediately turned into a clear sky, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He raised his hands and patted them lightly.

A beautiful young woman walked into the tent and served three bowls of steaming butter milk tea.

Another older woman also walked into the tent and served three bowls of fragrant tsampa.

Finally, a sturdy young man walked into the tent and walked towards Garemang with a plate in his hand.

Hassan immediately became alarmed when he saw the sharp knife in the center of the plate. Fearing that the young man would stab Garmang with a sword, he quickly moved closer to Garmang, ready to protect the leader of the Salurians at any time.

Tashi Dunzhu smiled and said, "I heard that you don't eat cattle and sheep slaughtered by other people. Then please slaughter the sheep with your own knife and try our delicious lamb. "

Gale replied, "It is better to be respectful than to obey your fate." "

With Hassan's help, Gale Mang pressed a large sheep to the grass, turned its neck toward the western sky, recited a scripture in his mouth, and slaughtered the sheep.

In the evening, Gale Mang and Hassan feasted on the boiled mutton of the Tibetan people, drank enough fragrant butter milk tea, and negotiated a verbal agreement on friendly relations, got up to say goodbye to Tashi Dunzhu, and prepared to return to the street down the mountain.

Tashi Dunzhu pointed his finger at Hassan and said earnestly to Galemang: "You have to count what you say." He had to stay. "

Gale Mang gave Hassan a look, smiled and said to Tashi Dunzhu: "The mountain is no higher than Kunlun Mountain, and the people are no more honest than the Salur people." You can rest assured, he will definitely stay here. "

Gale Mang walked down the mountain escorted by two Tibetan men.

Tashi Dunzhu sent Gale Mang away, turned to look at the anxious Hassan, and said expressionlessly: "The beautiful girl who brought you butter tea just now is my precious daughter Dolma. Except for me, there is no man in this world who enjoys Dolma's services. Young man Salur, will you be my son-in-law?".

Hassan was taken aback when he heard Sankoh's translation. Angry, ashamed, and annoyed, he jerked his face away, ignoring Tashi Dhondrup.

In the following days, Zhuoma did not have the shyness and nobility of everyone's ladies, and had a gentle attitude towards Hassan, complete tea and food, and was full of care.

Hassan's heart was a little cramped. He thought to himself, in the past, he had heard legends that the Tibetan people were strong and domineering, and they were barbaric. Dolma in front of him is gentle, beautiful, and understanding. It can be seen that people do not know much about the Tibetan people, or they are generalized.

Dolma is 18 years old, medium height, slender build, and a pair of bright and simple eyes. She doesn't speak Salur, and every time she talks to Hassan, she has to be Sankoh's interpreter.

Dolma earnestly asked Hassan about the origin of the Salur people, and after listening to the introduction, he sighed sympathetically: "It seems that it is not easy for people anywhere. "

Hassan asked, "I heard that there were also Tibetans in the Western Regions in ancient times, but I don't know where they went. Can you tell us about the history of the Tibetan people?".

Dolma smiled and said, "As long as you are willing to listen, I can tell you for the rest of your life." "

Hassan didn't expect Dolma to speak so bluntly, and suddenly blushed. He hesitated for a long time, and he didn't know what he said.

During this time of living together, Hassan gradually fell in love with the innocent and innocent Dolma. However, the two men have different beliefs and ethnicities, and Hassan is worried that there will be great trouble.

Hassan asked Sankoh, who had gone down the mountain to do business, to give Gale a message to ask him about the marriage and ask for the help of the tribal leader.

When Galemang heard of Hassan's deed, he was very happy and immediately sent someone up the mountain to see Hassan, and told him: "The people of Salur are more men than women. Men who do not have wives have difficulty eating and dressing. Now, the fact that the daughters of the Tibetans are willing to marry you shows that they trust us Salurians. This is a great thing. I'll soon bring a rich dowry up the mountain to propose to you. "

Soon, Gale Mang led the respected elders of the Salur tribe to the cottage with large bags of tea, silk and other gifts, and formally proposed to Tashi Tondrup for Hassan.

Tashi Dunzhu saw that Gale Mang personally went up the mountain to propose, his face was infinitely beautiful, and he ordered a large banquet to entertain the guests, and readily agreed to the marriage.

Soon after, Tashi Tondrup married Dolma to Hassan in accordance with the customs of the Tibetan people.

At the wedding of Hassan and Dolma, Tashi Dhondrup said to Gale Mang: "We Tibetans are mainly women, so the way we marry our daughters now is in accordance with the customs of the Tibetans. You Salurians are predominantly male, and we should respect your customs. So, let them stay here for 9 days. Then I will send them to you, and do it again, according to your customs. "

Gale smiled and said, "Okay. When Hassan and Dolma go back, I'll be sure to settle them down. I'll send another young man over and stay here as a hostage. "

Tashi Dhondrup laughed out loud. Loud laughter flew out of the tent and echoed across the mountain meadows.

He waved his hand and said, "That's not necessary. Your people were held hostage to me, but now my daughter is a hostage to you. Besides, there are still many young men here who have not married their daughters-in-law, and they can't marry all the daughters of Tubo to the young men of Salur. Ha ha. "

Listening to the interesting conversation between the two leaders, the Tibetans and Salurs at the wedding banquet also laughed happily.

Nine days later, Tashi Dhondrup kept his promise and sent Hassan and Dolma to the streets down the mountain.

Gareng held a feast in the village and invited all the Salur people to the wedding. He specially invited the most honorable imam of Manlik to give Dolma a noble name, Heidicher.

A year later, Häticher gave birth to a fat son named Yunus.

From then on, the Salur people and the Tibetan people became the relationship of "You Have Me and I Have You" (Tibetan language, relative). Everyone walked around each other, like a family, and there were no more big fights.

With the establishment of the northern state, the vast country was unified. The number of consecutive fighting has been greatly reduced. The Khorezm people who were sent to move eastward gradually changed from half-army and half-civilian garrisons to professional farmers. As a result, villages inhabited by the Saimu people were formed all over the country.

The Salur people cultivated barren fields in the Jishi Basin on the banks of the great river, cultivated crops, cultivated men and weavers, multiplied, and lived a relatively stable life. They built houses around the mosque, forming villages of a certain size at the foot of the ridge mountain and on the banks of the great river.

Gale Mang raised a total of 6 sons. The six sons multiplied into the so-called Six Gates, that is, six offspring. Among them, he named his eldest son Qizi, the second son Qingshui, the third son Yazi, and the fourth son Su. These four sons lived and produced in the four villages of Jiezi, Qingshui, Yazi and Suzhi, and were called Sifang by later generations.

The

six gates behind Gale Mang, together with the two Hui people surnamed Ma and Shen who moved from Hezhou, are collectively known as the eight households of Salur, forming 8 villages, namely Shangfangzhuang, Majiazhuang, Shenjiazhuang, Sanlifangzhuang, Sanlan Bahaizhuang, Limenzhuang, Hanbazhuang and Tuolongduzhuang.

Time passes inexorably.

Gale Mang and Ah Mang gradually became senile and died one after another. The brothers were buried by Hassan and his clan on both sides of the Black Mosque. They sleep in the land of the East, silently guarding this red land, guarding the precious hand-copied scriptures, and protecting their children and grandchildren.

Later, the economic power of the Salurians grew. During the period of the Southern Kingdom, the descendants of Gareng transformed the Black Mosque into a larger-scale Ariti Orymiti (Salur language, Jiezi Great Temple) with Eastern, Western and Tibetan architectural styles.

In the beginning, the population of the Salur tribe was not large, but she always opened her mind and enthusiastically absorbed the surrounding groups, and formed five foreign surnames outside the direct line of Gale Mang.

The division of the four chambers and the five clans indicates that the Salur people have made the transition from a clan tribal community to a national community, from a clan composed of the descendants of Gareng to a full-fledged nation.

The street has always been the core area of their roots in the red earth. Because of this, the street has become the root of the beliefs, spirit, culture, history and customs of the Salur people of the East, as well as a place where their wandering souls gather.