The king sent hunters to ambush the blind bear several times, but all failed. Many hunters were killed by blind bears. The king was in a hurry, but at a loss. When his son Dongbula saw it, he asked the king why he was so sad all day. The king told his son the whole story. Hearing this, Dongbula volunteered to get rid of the blind bear.
Although the king knows that his son is witty, brave and strong, the blind bear is too cruel and cunning. He didn't want his son to take the risk, so he didn't say anything.
Early the next morning, the servant reported to bǐnɡ that the prince was missing. Knowing that his son had gone to find the blind bear, the king was very worried and quickly sent someone to find the prince in the place where the blind bear appeared.
With bows and arrows and traps, the prince rode a good horse, climbed mountains, crossed rivers and walked through the Woods, and finally found the footprint of a blind bear on a path leading to a summer pasture. He carefully placed the trap in the path of the blind bear, cleverly disguised it, and then hid it in a nearby tree.
After a while, the fierce blind bear appeared. I saw it coming nimbly along the familiar road, walking a dozen paces away from the trap and suddenly stopping. It sniffed carefully on the ground with its nose, stopped and stopped until it reached the place where the trap was put, carefully stripped off its disguise with its front paws, gently pulled open the soil around the trap, and then found a big branch to poke at it. The mousetrap was touched and caught the branch with a bang. The blind bear put the trap and branches on a big stone and lifted another stone to hit it.
The prince drew a bow in his hiding place, shot a sharp arrow and hit the blind bear in the neck. The blind bear roared, threw down the stone and rushed in the direction of the arrow. The prince shot another sharp arrow and hit the blind bear in the chest. At this time, the blind bear has found the prince. The prince drew the third arrow and was about to shoot at the blind bear, but it was too late. The blind bear has jumped in front of him and jumped at him. Seeing this, the prince quickly drew his dagger (bǐ). The blind bear's paw hit the prince, and the prince's dagger stabbed the blind bear. ...
The king sent people to look around from the mountain, but after a few days, he didn't get any news from the prince. The king fidgeted all day, worrying that his hair and beard turned white.
Finally, he issued a notice saying: "Whoever brings the prince back alive will be rewarded with 100 horses and 1000 sheep;" Anyone who knows his whereabouts and doesn't tell him will cut off his feet ... "
Herdsmen went out in droves to look for it, and finally found the twisted bodies of the prince and the blind bear on a path deep in the jungle. Everyone chopped the blind bear into meat paste (jiànɡ) and buried the prince on the sunny hillside.
However, how to tell the bad news to the king who is looking forward to the safe return of the prince? Everyone has been thinking hard and there has been no good way.
Finally, an old shepherd named Akon volunteered to see the king. After arriving at the palace, the king anxiously asked Akon, "Do you know the whereabouts of the prince?"
"Your majesty, it knows the whereabouts of the prince. Let it tell you! " Ken said and took out a musical instrument made of pine.
"Does it know?" The king looked at the instrument and asked puzzled.
Ken didn't speak again, sitting on the ground, gently plucking the strings, touching the piano as if telling a sad and tragic story:
At the beginning, the sound of the piano was vigorous and passionate, like a hero dying on the battlefield; For a while, it was tactfully low, as if telling that the crisis was coming and the battle was about to break out; After a while, the rhyme is sonorous (kēnɡqiānɡ), as if announcing that the battle has broken out; Then he began to cry like a cry, as if telling the end of a tragedy and people's attachment and nostalgia for the protagonist. ...
The king listened to the piano and understood what had happened. He couldn't help crying. The piano stopped and the king was still in grief. After a long time, the king woke up from his sorrow. Although his son died, his heroic behavior and people's memory of his son gave him great comfort. He rewarded Ken.
Since then, Kazakhs have had this plucked instrument. In memory of the prince, herders named this instrument "Immobile Pull" after the prince, and called the artist or singer who used this instrument "Akon".