Mysterious Birth
She didn't know her own origin. Her background was very mysterious, as if she had descended from the sky and suddenly appeared at the foot of the divine mountain.
At that time, Genghis Khan had unified the prairie and was turning to fight in the Western Regions. Wherever the Mongolian iron cavalry went, they surrendered without a fight, their reputation was loud and clear.
In the western part of the Central Plains, there is a high mountain range that stretches for thousands of miles. The snow-capped peaks stretch as far as the eye can see, with few signs of human activity. To the north of the high mountain, it connects to the vast desert, but at the foot of the mountain, there are many gentle slopes forming high-altitude grasslands that gradually extend into the distance and become flat plains, until finally disappearing into the desert.
That Zhebu is a small tribe that has lived here for generations. In their minds, this high mountain is a sacred mountain where ancestors saw fairies coming down from the mountain. Mongolians are used to living in places with water and grass. Every year after spring begins, they change their residence and migrate around the foot of the sacred mountain.
This year, as usual, the tribe's leader, Ah Mu'er, led his people to migrate with their cattle and sheep, opening up a distance of about 10 li. Amidst the hustle and bustle of human voices and horse whinnies, he suddenly heard a faint cry of a baby. At first, he thought it was one of the children in the tribe, but after listening carefully, the sound seemed to be coming from the left side of the team, where there was a gentle slope some distance away. Gradually, everyone in the tribe heard it, and the team came to a halt. The baby's cry was intermittent, faint, but clear as day to everyone. Everyone looked at each other in dismay, feeling that something was off! Near the sacred mountain, wild beasts roamed, and apart from them, who else could be living here?
The tribal leader led a few people to search in that direction. Under a bush, a female infant appeared. Ah Mu'er had followed Genghis Khan to fight for many years until he was over 40 years old and returned to the tribe to see the world. At a glance, he saw that the baby's swaddling clothes were the color of the Han people in the Central Plains. He picked up the baby and returned to his own cart. His wife, Sangzhu, came forward to take the baby and liked it so much at first sight that she hugged it tightly and wouldn't let go.
The baby girl is three or four months old, and she has a warm embrace. She no longer cries and sucks on her fingers with relish. Her skin is snowy white, and her big eyes are black and shiny as they scan the crowd. She wears a pink soft satin jacket and pants wrapped in a small embroidered quilt. When she waves her right hand, a string of bells on her wrist is revealed. The bells are tightly wrapped around her wrist, and below them is a small bangle with nine small bells spaced evenly apart. Upon closer inspection, there are strange, clumsy flower patterns on the surface; the material is neither gold nor jade, and the color is white with a hint of blue. At first glance, the nine small bells appear to be the same color, but upon closer inspection, each one has a different luster, either white, red, or black, although it's not very noticeable.
The tribal leader ordered the camp to be set up on the spot and discussed the matter of the female infant with several elders. Some said that this girl's origin was unknown and it was not suitable to take her in; some said that she suddenly appeared alone, definitely a demon. Everyone expressed their opinions, anyway, they didn't want to keep her, fearing that they would bring disaster. The tribal leader had different thoughts. This girl had a clear brow and beautiful eyes, with good clothes on her body, obviously from a good family; one person appeared but wasn't eaten by wild beasts, it was simply a miracle, maybe she was blessed by the gods; this place was at the foot of the divine mountain, maybe this child was given to the Zhebu tribe by the gods. Since that's the case, they must take her in, can't offend the gods. Thinking of this, he expressed his thoughts. The crowd fell silent for a moment. Mongolians have always respected the gods and prayed before doing big things. As soon as the tribal leader spoke, no one dared to refute him. To avoid outsiders' suspicion, the tribal leader ordered: From now on, never mention the origin of the girl, treat her as our own tribesman. The tribal leader would personally adopt her.
After Amur returned in his 40s, he married Sangzhu of the same clan. Initially, there were 40 or 50 people from the tribe who went to war, but only he came back. Sangzhu was 20 years younger than him and already had a five-month pregnancy at that time, holding a baby girl with great maternal love. Hearing that she could be adopted, Amur was overjoyed. Knowing some Chinese, Amur racked his brains to name the baby girl: Yuxue (Jade Snow). From then on, Yuxue officially became a member of the Nazhu tribe.
