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The twelfth volume of the twelve hundred and forty-fifth chapters of Xiliang (9)

At noon that day, several thin war horses, carrying a few ragged clothes and covered in wind and frost, were like beggars, and even described a special person to come to the city of Liangzhou...

They came from the west and looked at the Tubo battle flag flying in the northwest wind at the city wall. They were a little scared, but also a little joyful, with complex expressions.

They visited outside the city for a long time, and then got together and muttered for a long time. No matter whether it was the Tubo people in the city or the Tubo people camp outside the city, there was no movement.

If the Qin army was stationed here, it would definitely be incredible. Someone spyed into the military camp and described it as sneaky and would never let them go.

But at this time, the Tubo people had become lazy and extremely lazy. They didn't look like an army on the battlefield at all, but more like a tribe grazing here. The murderous aura was completely released in the battle to enter the city a few days ago.

However, the group did not leave...

Several people got off the horse, sat together, took out a piece of jerky milk and wine bags, comforting their stomachs and intestines, while arguing whether they would risk being shot by the Tubo barbarians and go to the city to call the door.

After talking for a while, no one of the other people was willing to muster up the courage to negotiate with those Tubo barbarians who were likely to be killed.

The strong black man in the head was helpless and scolded them sternly, but to be honest, the effect was not good. The other people either remained indifferent or repeatedly refused. It can be seen that although he was the leader of this group, his majesty did not make the other people risk their lives to do things.

After a while, the strong black man in the lead sat on the ground in a disgusting manner, panting heavily. The sweat left on his face was mixed with soil. A few marks rushed out, looking a little embarrassed.

If the Tatar Khan Buyan Xiban Khan was here, he would soon recognize him. Although this guy has lost a lot of weight and is dressed very differently, his unique accent and overly smart eyes will surely evoke Buyan Xiban's memories very quickly.

That's right. This is the Uighur businessman who once went to the Yunwai Grassland, from Xizhou, and as an envoy of Asaran Khan, walked into his tent, Ajian Sulu.

After a year, the Uighur merchants who had not gained much in the Yunwai grassland have now appeared under the city of Liangzhou in the northwest. This has to be said to be a surprise thing.

However, for Ajian Sulu himself, it is very reasonable for him to appear here...

As a group of Uighur merchants, he has extraordinary political vision and keen business sense. He also has the trust of Asaran Khan. Although he is not considered a wealthy businessman among Uighur merchants, he is also working hard for this...

He risked his life to come to this place of burning war, bringing the will of the Uighur Khan.

This year's running around has caused him torture, and even his round figure has changed, but the burning fire of ambition has become stronger and stronger.

It is hard to say how satisfying his gains are compared with his efforts, but he believes that he finally grasped the corner of the skirt of the business goddess. As long as this trip can be responded or even promised, then the past year will not be in vain, and a road made of gold will be displayed in front of him.

And his name Ajian Sulu will also be admired by his peers...

Maybe, he can get more from it, of course, it depends on the efforts he will do.

The reason why he has such confidence is not based on the merchant's blind pursuit of money and wealth, which is based on his judgment...

Yes, although I suffered a lot this year, from the Yunwai grassland to Liangzhou, I met countless people of all kinds, including Han people, Tatars, Mongolians, Naimans, Dangxiang people, etc.

On the Yunwai grassland, he met the Tatar Khan Buwei Xiban Khan, the new leader of the Naiman, Ruur Abawanhu, the Khan King of the Krei tribe, Sangkun Khan, the prime minister of the Mongolian tribes, and the leaders of the aristocratic grasslands of various colors.

Of course, the most important thing among them was to meet the Han people. When such a grassland wedding and a grand grassland alliance appeared on the Yunwai Grassland, he realized that the sunshine on the grassland would not belong to other tribes in the future.

What is bitter is that the days when the Uighur merchants walked on the grassland seemed to be about to end, and there might be a world of Han merchants flocking in, because the Han people were closer to there and could give the grassland tribe more and better things.

Perhaps, in the near future, there will be a place for Uighur merchants on the grassland, but now it seems that going through the Western Liao Dynasty and trading with the grassland tribes or Han people will no longer be in the interests of Uighur merchants. Yes, it will be a loss-making business, and Uighur merchants never do loss-making business.

Back to the Uighur Khanate, the news sent back from the grassland in spring also made him see more clearly. The war did not stop, and the conquests among the grassland tribes became less chaotic and disorderly, but they also became more grand and crazy.

The new tribe is expanding its pastures and wielding a scimitar to tribes that do not surrender to them, which is even more unfavorable to the caravan.

There were more and more Uighur caravans turning around, and they no longer dared to enter the central grassland, and the tribes there seemed to no longer welcome them...

In this spring, Asaran Khan's unique roars often sounded in the Asaran Khan's tent. Of course, this is the effect caused by the merchants involved in this and that of the entry of the Saran Khan.

However, in Ajian Sulu, the roar of the Khan was more like the dying whine of the old lion king. Yes, Asaran Khan is old, and the old can no longer provide too good protection for the Uighur merchants.

More than ten years ago, the wise and ambitious Asalan Khan who fought against Xixia, who fought against the public and attacked Xixia was dead. Perhaps it was when more than 100,000 troops were defeated and returned to China that they gave Asalan Khan a fatal blow. The Dangxiang people of Xixia used steel knives and blood to kill the wise Khan...

Of course, these thoughts always existed in his mind, and it became particularly clear until he saw that person, or perhaps that group of people, on the Yunwai grassland, that he became particularly clear.

The noble messenger of the gods, and those who surrendered to him, had vigorous ambitions and enviable vitality, and more importantly, they were stronger and more majestic.

The Uighurs had lost the glory of the Uighur Empire. This Uighur Khanate, which was suppressed by the Khitans, has become a country of merchants. As a member of this group, Ajian Sulu himself had nothing to complain about and was very proud.

Because this Khanate was carried by merchants with pack horses and camels, its roads were drawn by merchants with wealth and gold sand, and its name was also spread by merchants, with a shiny smell of golden light.

Merchants had an unparalleled status in this country, no different from nobles, and the Uighurs' nobles must have the support of merchants, even their great khans were no exception.

In other words, merchants are the cornerstone of this country...

When their khan cannot guarantee the interests of merchants well, can he still be called a wise khan?

The merchants were very frustrated because the grassland had been war-torn for too long, and fewer caravans could go to the grassland and bring back enough goods and slaves, and now they were completely cut off. This is really not good news for the Uighur merchants who have been walking on the grassland all year round. What is hopeless is that their khans were powerless and could only comfort the merchants with roars and curses...

At this time, Ajian Sulu felt that his opportunity had come, and all he needed to do was to go into the khan tent and convince the old Khan king to get his promise, and then trade with someone else.

After he thought about it, he did.

In the extremely luxurious sweat tent that soaked the blood and sweat of the merchants, he used clever words to soothe the anxious Khan King, and then used exaggerated words to attract the Khan King's attention.

Afterwards, he patiently pointed out the way to the old Khan, who was no longer clear in his head.

He almost tried all his strength, and within three days, he convinced the increasingly stubborn old Khan, and once again obtained the identity of the messenger, and clearly obtained the promise of the Khan, and then set off for the west.

Of course, there are many prerequisites for doing this, and a large part of them are his own guesses.

This is undoubtedly a gambling, a gambling of using his wealth and life as a bargaining chip. If this trip fails, then he will have nothing. Asaran Khan, who has become increasingly greedy, will deprive him of everything without hesitation and modify his increasingly luxurious tent...

When he arrived at the Yumen Pass, which was said to have been built by the Han people but is now occupied by the Dangxiang people, he was still thinking about how to get to the Han country and what kind of words should he use to impress His Majesty the Han emperor, who is obviously countless times more noble than Asalan Khan, and can be called the darling of heaven.

That would be a big man with unimaginable power and wealth that merchants could not reach, and that would definitely not be a completely different person from Asaran Khan.

The only benchmark for what kind of authority that man possessed was the person he had seen on the grassland, and the dignity and majesty of that man was far beyond that of their Uighur king.

And what should His Majesty the Han Emperor, who is loyal to such a noble person, look like?

This is something that Ajian Sulu can hardly imagine, and the Han people... are said to be very unfriendly to merchants. In the Han country, the status of merchants is very humble. This is one of his gains on the grasslands. He does not have no understanding of the Han people.

It was this point that made him feel chilled when he thought about it, and he was not sure about this big bet... (To be continued...)
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