"I am the eldest daughter of Yuanzhong, Guazhou official, Yan Nai, is the eldest daughter of Yuanzhong. I will pay my respects to my uncle Erlangjun!"

The appearance of golden armor in the statue completely suppressed the others in the temple. Zhongweng and Yin Yaozi went out according to Zhang Zhao's instructions. They both went to guard the only important road at Xiagukou to prevent anyone from communicating with the Uighurs. The master and servant of Cao Niangzi were left in the temple.

Cao Yuanzhong and Zhang Zhao touched his chin. The name was a bit familiar. But he couldn't remember the specific deeds.

It’s a blessing that he traveled to the end of the Tang Dynasty. He also knew a rough direction and character. If he traveled to the Song Dynasty decades later, Zhang Zhao would have basically turned a blind eye except for the candlelight, axe shadow and the donkey cart drifting in the Sorghum River.

This is determined by his identity. As a Xi'an native, Zhang Chao was well aware of the history of the Tang Dynasty. There was no way for Xi'an people to brag about when they went out, so they were the best at Han and Tang dynasties.

Just like the joke about the slap of the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, no matter what you say, in your heart, the Han and Tang Dynasties, especially the Tang Dynasties, were the softest part of the hearts of the people in Guanzhong.

"Ah? Your name is Cao Yanmi?" Zhang Zhao, who was taking care of the armor, turned around and looked very shocked.

This name... is really bold!

The face of Cao Sanzi turned red. She opened her mouth and looked like she wanted to speak but stopped. However, she didn't say anything in the end. Instead, she took a branch and wrote the word "Nai" on the dusty ground.

"I'm called Cao Yannai, not Cao Yan...huh!"

When she saw the lady Cao San on the opposite side, she was so angry that she could even hang an oil bottle on her mouth. The old fried dough stick Zhang Zhao pretended to be embarrassed and touched her head. In fact, she was almost laughing in her heart. As the saying goes, she doesn't forget to entertain her work, and Doudou's lady is in a good mood after mediating.

"I heard those Uighurs call you the third lady, why are you still the eldest daughter? What did you call me just now? Uncle Erlangjun?"

"I was originally the eldest daughter of Duke Zhong, Xingsan, which was calculated among all the legitimate daughters of the Cao family." As he said that, Cao San looked at Zhang Zhao with some strangeness.

"I really don't know?"

"What do you know?" Zhang Zhao was a little surprised. He searched in his mind just now and there was no memory in this area. In fact, this body had a vague memory of anyone other than Zhongweng and Yin Yaozi. Even the voice, appearance and smile of his mother, Yuchi and his biological mother, Song.

Madam Cao stretched out her green onion fingers and gently tidied up the lining in the Mingguang armor for Zhang Zhao, while saying slowly.

"The ninth grandparents of the Langjun, that is, the ninth daughter of Taibao Gong, married Suexun of Shangzhu Kingdom, and the eldest daughter of Shangzhu Kingdom, Suo married my grandfather (Cao Yijin), who is the wife of my county lord of Cao's family.

So my grandfather is the son-in-law of Taibaogong (Zhang Yichao), and the husband is the great-grandson of Taibaogonggong. He should call my grandfather and uncle. Isn’t he the uncle of the slave?”

It's so complicated!

Zhang Zhao calculated it over and over again before he realized it. In other words, the granddaughter of Cao Yijin, the current governor of Guiyi Army and the granddaughter of Tosi King Cao Yijin.

Cao Yijin's wife, the wife of the county lord, is Zhang Yichao's granddaughter, and he is Zhang Yichao's great-grandson, so Cao Yijin is Zhang Zhao's uncle-in-law, so if you want to convert, Cao San's wife is really Zhang Zhao's cousin-niece.

Uh, your mother, if you meet a fairy-looking beauty, you have married and given birth to children, you are still your niece.

"Erlangjun, it turns out that someone has gone down from the small road on the mountain side. It looks like Qi Xiahu's wife's brother!"

As soon as Zhang Zhao and Cao Sanniang understood the relationship between them, the old servant Zhang Zhong ran over with a small step.

"Okay, Zhongweng, as soon as Qi Xiahu comes up, you will bring him here!" Zhang Zhao nodded. Now he has been forced to go to Liangshan. This "good loyal servant" has dug a big hole for him. How to jump out of this hole? Qi Xiahu is the key figure.

"Mr., there are at least one or two hundred Uighurs in the valley of Nuguan. There are few women and many strong men. Most of them are strong people who can dance with swords and guns. Even if Qi Zaihu is added, he may not have any chance of winning, right?

Moreover, I think Qi Zaihu may not be in the same position as the husband." Cao San Madam looked at Zhang Zhao with a frown, and the heart that had just been relieved was raised again.

Zhang Zhao was also scratching his head. Even if he had armor and martial arts from later generations, he was still fine, but it was impossible to beat hundreds of people by one, right? How should this situation be broken?

At the door, when he heard Zhang Zhao mention this matter again, the old servant Zhang Zhong quickly slipped out with a look of shame.

According to his stupid idea, these Kucha Uighurs lived on the Qilian Mountains all year round and were oppressed by the Tubo people. Moreover, they were only 60,000 to 70,000 people. They did not dare to thirty or forty-one hundred thousand people, and could barely gather 10,000 elite soldiers to be reckless.

Then he could use the mentality of the Kucha Uighurs who were in a foreign land and eager to gain a foothold to gather them. Zhang Zhao was Zhang Yichao's only living great-grandson, and his fame was enough to become the object of the Kucha Uighurs' reliance.

Even though the Cao family, who is currently in power, does not like Zhang Zhao, as long as Zhang Zhao can gain the support of tens of thousands of Kucha Uighurs, plus the old subordinates of the Zhang family and Zhang Yichao's reputation among the people of Guasha.

Although he would not be able to compete with the Cao family, he would not be like now, his capital, life and life are all in Cao Jin's mind. If Zhang Zhao could marry a daughter of the Cao family, his status would be more stable.

Alas! Seeing that Old Zhang Zhong had slipped away, Zhang Zhao sighed in his heart. What should he say? I, Old Zhang Zhong, in the words of later generations, are called "Addicted to Renbai".

He didn't think about it. There were tens of thousands of Uighurs in the Kucha, and the only ones who were willing to be involved in Zhang Chengfeng in the Guiyi army were Zhang Zhao, Zhang Zhong and Yin Yaozi. Even if Qi Xiahu was added, how could he control so many Uighurs?

Moreover, from Cao Yijin, who is currently in power, he can tolerate Murong Guiying, a descendant of Tuyuhun, to become bigger in Guazhou, or tolerate the Long Family (Yanqi people) who listened to the tune and did not listen to Xuan in Suzhou, but he will never tolerate Zhang Chengfeng's son regaining power.

What's more, the Guasha Han people, who only have more than 200,000, will definitely not allow Kucha Uighurs, with a population of up to 70,000 or 80,000 to gain a foothold in Guasha.

Because when these Kucha Uighurs came, the ethnic situation in Guasha and the two places would go from being the main Han, with the stable situation of the Long family and the Dadan people to half of the Hu and Han.

This is simply related to the survival of the Guiyi Army! They sacrificed their lives to drive away the Tubo people, just to maintain the orthodox Han family and no longer be controlled by the captives?

So Zhang Zhong's actions will definitely arouse strong disgust among all the Guasha Han people. Not to mention that Zhang Zhao married Cao Yijin's granddaughter, even if Cao Yijin's mother was married, Guasha Han people would definitely kill Zhang Zhao.

Moreover, even if the Kucha Uighurs truly worship Zhang Zhao, they will definitely not be able to defeat the Guiyi army. The biggest possibility is that the Kucha Uighurs sold Zhang Zhao and ran back to the Qilian Mountains by themselves.

Damn, in this way, only Zhang Zhao was injured in the world!

To break the deadlock, in addition to the bald tiger Gedu in front of him, he also has to rely on Cao San's wife later. He must join Cao Yijin, so Zhang Zhao changed his face to be tired and smiling.

"My good niece, what do you think you will do? Or I will hand you over to the bald Uighur now?"

She was called a niece by a man who was obviously seven or eight years younger than her, and she was really unable to refute it. Cao Sanniang also had a laughing and crying expression on her face.

When I was in the cave, how did I recognize the "good uncle" in front of me as a foolish and simple little novice monk?

"If I send the slave over, I can solve the problem of my uncle and the entire village. I am willing, but I am afraid that the Uighurs will be unable to make up for it. I am not just me, a woman!" Mrs. Cao suddenly deliberately raised his voice a lot.

Zhang Zhao stared thoughtfully outside the door, then immediately withdrew his gaze, put on a glorious face, and also slightly raised his voice.

"If we Han'er can work together, it will not be difficult to solve the problem of one or two hundred Ge Du. Moreover, Brother Qi, the leader of this village, is also a hero in the world. I think he will definitely be able to distinguish between relatives and distant places!"
Chapter completed!