As dawn breaks over a moveable cityof ten thousand yurts,
Queen Boraqchin is infor a rude awakening.
A rogue sheep has slipped past herservants and guards
and bolted into her yurt,
where he springs into bedand bleats in her ear.
Although she’s the formidable khatunof the Golden Horde,
a huge kingdom in the Mongolian Empire,
Boraqchin has a hands-onapproach to ruling.
She’s been married to Batu Khan,
the fearsome grandson of Genghis Khan himself,
since she was fifteen –
and while her husband is out on his raids,
她则要在家里处理管理羊群 家庭 以及帝国
she juggles the duties of flocks,family and empire at home.
This makes her the manager – and the mover –
of a city of thousands.
Twice a year, Boraqchin moves the city between two seasonal camping grounds.
This ensures constant waterand lush grass in summer,
and protection from harsh winds in winter.
The whole operation requiresweeks of strict planning,
liaising with the other camps in herdomain, strategic delegation –
and the patience to move at the speedof dawdling animals.
Today is moving day,
and she’ll have to direct throngs of her ladies, commanders,
slaves and animals
up the river Volga for the summer.
As Boraqchin steps outside,
she’s greeted by a commotion –
her unwanted visitor is now runningcircles around her stewards.
They’re attempting to stow her possessionssecurely into wagons.
Boraqchin orders themto get it under control –
but she’s the only one quickenough to catch the stray.
She next supervises her ladies who areunpinning her yurt
and lifting it onto its custom wagon.
It requires a team of twenty oxen to pull,
and Boraqchin wouldn’t trust anyoneto steer it but herself.
Next Boraqchin and her woolly companionmeet with the guards.
She orders them to keep close watch
on her husband’s special reception yurt
and port-able throne during the journey.
They’ll also act as outriders,
and she tells them how to secure the route,
surround her for safety –
and keep the animals in check.
But when the sheep finally breaks
free and makes for the fields,
the guards can barely keep up as it scampers
through crowds packing up their yurts.
Exasperated,Boraqchin rides downto the pastures herself.
When she gets there,
she catches sight of the troublesome sheep wriggling into the middle of a flock.
When she follows him in,
he’s nestled next to a ewe, his mother.
She’s pregnant,and seems to be in pain.
孛剌合真吃了一惊 她意识到 在迁徙日
With a start, Boraqchin realizesthat this ewe’s impending delivery
has been forgotten inthe flurry of moving day.
There’s no time to find a shepherd – instead,
Boraqchin rolls up her sleeves, greases her arm
and helps the ewe give birth to two new additions to the empire.
Leaving the lambs and their mother, Boraqchin dashes back to the camp.
Here the final touches havebeen put to packing,
and vehicles are starting to line up.
This vast procession starts with the queen
and two hundred wagonsfilled with her treasures.
Next up are the junior wives and crew,
then the concubines – and this is only Boraqchin’s camp.
After this comes the second imperial camp
led by another senior wife, then two more camps,
also led by wives.
Boraqchin has been checking inwith them for weeks to ensure
a smooth departure and orderly queue.
But they only make up the royal portion of the line –
behind them windsthe entire civilian city,
which includes holy menwith portable chapels and mosques, families,
tradesmen, and shepherds. Finally,
Boraqchin settles into her wagon.
It’ll take weeks to reachtheir destination –
but over the course of the journey,
she’ll keep everyone expertly in check –
from her proud childrenand attentive subjects,
to the most meandering sheepat the back of line.