The envoy of the Jinyi Guards set off very quickly, almost non-stop, heading west from one station after another.
This is because there is a reason why Zhang Yan said, "Don't suffer any damage."
In this era, traveling 20,000 miles east from Talas, it is normal for even a strong man to die on the road, let alone a woman.
Not to mention that there are many officials below who know how to understand the emperor's mind.
They would think that although the emperor was generous and did not pursue the matter, he must still feel quite uncomfortable in his heart.
If I were a little harsher and let this little girl die on the road, wouldn't it be a great achievement? Although the saint may not say anything, he will definitely be in the emperor's heart!
It was precisely because of his deep understanding of the mentality of the people below that Zhang Gao issued such an order.
It is not surprising that Hamid may have died of illness now, so using someone like Guo Ting'er to go to Bukhara to raise Hamid's son Mansour can be regarded as inserting a knife into Samampos's heart.
sharp knife!
With such a high-level internal response, the Central Plains Dynasty can calmly take advantage of various opportunities to spread its influence to Samantha Persia, step by step to separate this country from the Abbasid Dynasty that has not yet been completely destroyed, and place it in the Central Plains Dynasty.
under protection.
Then they continued to instigate a relationship between the Persians and the Great Cannibal, so that twenty or thirty years later, when the next generation brainwashed by the Great Zhou grew up, they could drive the Persians as vanguards to attack the Great Cannibal.
Let the Persians go to Baghdad, Damascus, and Cairo to serve as second devils, while the real Zhou people live at the top and serve as princes.
Zhang Chang never thought about completely occupying Western Asia, because it was impossible or extremely difficult to do, but it was still possible to rule for a hundred or two hundred years, collect a lot of wealth, and leave a claim for future generations.
Therefore, Guo Ting'er, who originally didn't care about Zhang Yan, and who didn't care even if Zhang Yan was killed directly on the road, can't die now.
If she dies, it will be difficult to find such a suitable candidate.
Maybe we can only send Sefiye or Pantaya back to Bukhara. If we do that, we will face more variables. Then we might really be cuckolded, or the two sisters will take control of them.
With great power, it is not certain whether you will be willing to step down after ten years.
And the political ability of these two sisters, well, it cannot be said that they are not there, but they must be inferior to Shi Chonggui, so it will be difficult for them to shoulder this important task.
Zhang Yan's guess about people's hearts is very accurate.
The Jinyi Guard Captain and the sharpshooting general Yuhou who escorted the king-level prisoners along the river did have the idea of letting Guo Tinger die "naturally" on the road in order to win the emperor's heart.
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The eight-hundred-mile Moheyan moraine blows up yellow sand and fills the sky. The big stones hit the face, which hurts as if someone stretched out two fingers and yanked it hard.
Guo Ting'er's black hair turned yellow, her lips were dry and cracked, and her originally white and tender face was like withered tree bark, covered with cracks left by the ruthless blows of sand and the scorching sun.
A not too thick hemp rope was deeply inserted into Guo Ting'er's shoulder. At the other end of the hemp rope was a package-like object made of tattered leather.
On this package, a little boy with a pale face looked toward the sky with a big mouth. His mouth and eyes that could not be closed were filled with yellow sand.
Apparently he had been dead for a long time.
Guo Ting'er struggled to drag the package along the sandy ground of Mohe Yanqi.
Zhang Sheng, the general of Shenshen Town, came forward and looked at this woman whom he originally hated. He was silent for a long time and then advised:
"Everyone is dead and thrown into the desert. The yellow sand of Mohe Yanqi is the best grave."
Guo Ting'er glanced at the water bottle wrapped around Zhang Sheng's waist. After waiting for a while, she knew that Zhang Sheng would not give her a drink. So Cheng gave up completely and stubbornly shook her head. She looked at the girl beside her and said:
"Don't worry, Ah Qi. If you die, my aunt will drag you out as well. I won't let you die and suffer the pain of being exposed to the yellow sand."
Guo Ting'er's eldest brother handed over the two boys and one girl to her, but he still wanted to keep a heir.
But just like his elder brother failed to remain loyal to the saint, betrayed his ancestors, and tarnished the honor of his ancestor Guo Xingong, thus receiving retribution. The two boys died one after another, and now only the girl Qiniang is left.
Qiniang raised her head, looked at the haggard Guo Ting'er and nodded seriously, "Don't worry, aunt, if you die, Ah Qi will definitely drag you out of this yellow sand."
Zhang Sheng was stunned for a moment while listening. He didn't know why, but suddenly he felt inexplicably irritable, as if someone was scratching his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys with his hands.
"Fuck your mother, fuck your mother, fuck your mother!" Zhang Sheng cursed three times irritably, took off the water bottle from his waist, and slammed it on the ground in front of Guo Ting'er.
"Thieves kill slaves. How could such a person, with such heroic ancestors, do such a thing?"
Guo Ting'er resisted the urge to open the kettle and drink it all in one gulp. She saluted Zhang Sheng with great perseverance, then picked up the kettle and fed Qiniang, who was almost dehydrated, to drink while she kept swallowing.
The spittle of existence.
"After Mohe Yanqi, you will reach Hexi. There are more than one or two people who want you to die. Whether you can survive or not depends on God's will." After Zhang Sheng finished speaking, he pointed to the sky and then did not look back.
's gone.
Behind the crowd, Yin Shiro, the captain in white robes, looked at Zhang Sheng with a smile, "Tianshenu, I told you a long time ago that you couldn't do it, but you still don't believe it."
Zhang Sheng, who always loved to argue with others, did not refute for the first time, but sighed heavily, "This woman is a cruel person! I should have found an opportunity to push her off the cliff and throw her to death the first time I met her."
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Budu Village is the first military village after passing through Mohe Yanqi. It means the spring breeze does not cross Yumen Pass. It is located near the eastern exit of Xingxing Gorge in later generations. After Budu Village, it is Shazhou.
Dunhuang.
Dunhuang was the territory of Zhang Shengren's family and the birthplace of the Guiyi Army. Although it did not receive the title of a capital city, it was the capital of Buddhism at this time.
Forty thousand households in the plateau south of Jinshan Mountain, Moxi north of Guasha, or even the entire plateau, basically come to Dunhuang to worship Buddha on weekdays. Only when summoned by the emperor will they go to Chengtian Liangzhou Prefecture or Chengde Prefecture.
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Therefore, Budu Village is the gateway to the west of Dunhuang. Although it sounds like a military stronghold, it is actually very large. Since the Silk Road became popular, people going to the Zhou Dynasty from the west have been crowded with each other.
Guo Ting'er looked at the tall gate of Budu Village in the distance and the long queue that stretched for half a mile at the gate of the village. She was stunned.
There were so many traders that a huge market was formed outside the gate of Budu Village, where merchants from all over the country would trade some items.
In addition to the trading area, there are also some food shops opened by Shazhou locals, selling crispy sesame cakes, steaming hot cakes, soup cakes, snow-white Chongluo white flour steamed cakes, etc.
There are even high-end delicacies such as steamer cakes made with glutinous rice, red dates, brown sugar and other ingredients, as well as thick wine that makes people unable to walk due to the smell.
As for beef and mutton, bah! That’s a rarity.
There is not much else in Hexi, except that there are many cattle and sheep, but at the same time the grain production is average, so thick wine and glutinous rice from Jiangbei, Jiangnan and other provinces are rare.
Qiniang made a whooshing sound in her mouth, and involuntarily walked towards a vendor selling steamed rice cakes. The crystal-clear white glutinous rice and the brown sugar that looked like it was dripping with honey made this little girl who had gone through many hardships completely lose her mind.
reason.
The hawker was not surprised. Mohe Yanqi was not a place for people to stay. It was normal for someone who could go through hell to suddenly see Budu Village go crazy.
This vendor's surname is Chen, from the Chen family of Zhang Shengren's great-grandmother.
He also deliberately set up his stall here, because after he had just passed through Mohe Yanqi and suddenly saw the extreme reversal of the world, those merchants were often willing to spend two to three hundred cash to buy him a small piece of rice cake.
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Regardless of the normal price of this piece of steamer cake, which is only a few pennies, it seems that they are not buying a steamer cake, but a pass to return to the human world.
The vendor surnamed Chen saw this huge team from a long way away. Just when he was thinking about whether he would have enough rice cakes to sell, he saw this girl walking over like a madman.
The hawker was about to kick him down when he suddenly realized that although the girl was extremely embarrassed, she did have black hair and black eyes and a standard Han face. The look on her face immediately relaxed.
He skillfully divided a large piece of steamer cake into a wooden bowl. Life in the Central Plains is so easy now, and those who can drag their families to the west, according to the saint, are all heroes of our clan.
"Oh, who's little girl? She's so pitiful. She has to endure the hardships of Mohe Yanqi at such a young age. Come and eat a steamer cake to regain your senses. It's free of charge!"
The steamer cake was about to be handed to Qiniang, and Guo Ting'er had a smile on her face, because she had seen this hawker from a long way away, how he mercilessly beat the Hu merchant servants who came to beg for it.
However, at this moment, Hawker Chen saw the white-robed captain in the team, "Yin Shiro, you are back, this is...?"
Yin Shiroji grabbed the bowl of steamer cake and ate it into his mouth three times. Then he grabbed the wine gourd from the waist of vendor Chen and started drinking. After a long pause, he ordered
He nodded and squeezed out a few words through his teeth, "Yes, from the Suiye Guo family."
"He, Tui!" Hawker Chen's face changed drastically. He pushed Qiniang to the ground, who came to beg for help, and spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm. He kept wiping Yin Shiro's body with his hands, as if he had been contaminated just now.
generally.
"Damn thief slave, you still want to eat my rice cakes, and I won't sell them to you even if I give you money, so go ahead and eat shit!"
Guo Ting'er was stunned. She had gone through all the hard work without crying. The water in her body was almost evaporated, but at this moment, her guard was broken. She staggered and squatted on the ground, opened her mouth and began to cry almost silently.
Like a beast abandoned by the tribe.
"Ah! Emil, it's really you! Emil! How could this happen? How could this happen!"
While Guo Ting'er was crying, suddenly a Hu merchant in the crowd who was queuing to pass the customs also howled in pain.
Because he discovered that the tall man who was tied up like an animal was actually the Emir of Shiguo City, their king.
And he was a barbarian from Shiguocheng.
Immediately, the crowd outside Budu Village started to shake. Many people recognized Talib from the Creek tribe and Yinale from other Oghuz. Their faces turned pale in panic, and they kept talking and talking.
Others cried and howled.
"Woo!"
The conch horn sounded, and the gate of Budu Village opened, and a group of cavalry wearing silver uniforms and black iron armor galloped out.
When the barbarians outside the village saw him, they stopped crying and making noise one after another, and all fell to their knees on the ground. Even the camels they brought with them were mostly pulled to their knees.
The leading officer pointed his finger at the Sogdian businessman in Shiguocheng who was the first to cry. Like an antelope selected by a tiger, he trembled and knelt on the ground without moving, and was then led like a dog.
gone.
Seeing this situation, Amir, the governor of Shiguocheng, suddenly screamed crazily, with tears streaming down his face.
The officer turned the horse's head, rode a few steps, dismounted, took out a long whip from the side of the horse, and beat Amir and several others until they did not dare to make any sound, just like whipping a wild dog.
Finally, he stopped.
Guo Ting'er, who was originally extremely sad, watched all this in shock. Seeing Amir, who was like an emperor in the eyes of the people in the river, being beaten to a bloody head by a team of fifty people, everyone thought it was normal.
It turns out that in their eyes, this kind of king who manages hundreds of thousands of people is just a noisy bastard?
Wu Hua was tied up, but there were doctors accompanying him. Even if he was afraid that he would die on the road, Guo Guangyi's eyes widened. He looked at Amir rolling around on the ground, and then looked at the towering gate of Budu Village. He didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.
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After a brief period of confusion, the gate to Budu Village was opened, and Zhang Sheng, who was sending prisoners to Beijing, naturally did not have to queue.
The defenders came over and saluted Zhang Sheng, and then the group of soldiers dispersed to maintain order.
As soon as the soldiers in Fudu Village dispersed, countless barbarians gathered around them. They all held up a wooden sign with their name, place of origin and goods engraved on it, standing around like pigs and sheep waiting to be selected by their master.
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Zhang Sheng looked at Guo Ting'er and smiled proudly, "These are all waiting for us to choose. Follow me into the customs and take the Han channel. The procedures are less and you can pass the customs faster. Otherwise, you will have to queue up at the gate of the village and wait for half a day.
They’re all fast.”
Then Zhang Sheng looked at the soldiers under his command and shouted loudly: "As always, one person has money, and each person carries one. No more is allowed."
Guo Ting'er pointed at the swaggering Hu people not far away. They savagely pushed away the other Hu people who were surrounding them. No one was blocking them when they entered through the Han-only passage.
She asked in a low voice: "Where did those barbarians come from? How could they go through Tang'er's passage."
Zhang Sheng raised his head and greeted a foreign man with yellow hair and black eyes inside.
"These are not barbarians. Please don't talk nonsense. If they hear this, they will be scolded or beaten. Have you seen the jade plaques on their waists? They are from the Khotan Kingdom."
"Hey! It turns out they are from the Jin Kingdom. These guys are so prosperous that they turned into Tang'er easily." Chi Tian said loudly and enviously from behind.
I, Sage Zhang, all relied on the Khotan and Jin Kingdom to make my fortune, so naturally I have to give preferential treatment to the people of the Khotan and Jin Kingdom. In the current Zhang Zhou, as long as you have a household registration in the Khotan and Jin Kingdom, you can enjoy Tang'er treatment regardless of your appearance.
Zhang Sheng rolled his eyes at Chi Tian, "If you don't pick a barbarian to carry your package, what are you still doing here? You always don't want it when you have less money, right?"
Chi Tian was stunned for a moment, then pointed to his purple hair and beard, and asked in surprise: "Is so and so considered Tang'er?"
"Of course, if you, Chitian, are not considered Tang'er, then no one will be. Not only you are, but your whole family is Tang'er. When you get to Tokyo, the saint will give you a surname even if you don't think so."
Zhang Sheng said loudly, causing a burst of exclamation from those nearby. After Chi Tian was stunned for a long time, tears fell from his eyes. All the pain seemed to be finally over at this moment.
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In Liangzhou Prefecture, Chengtian, Xijing, nine-year-old Selkirk looked at the scenery in front of him and was so surprised that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.
To the nine-year-old him, this city was completely unlike anything that could exist in the human world.
The city walls were several feet high, and there were rows of two- and three-story buildings on both sides. The crowds of people coming and going on the streets seemed to be more than the entire tribe.
The clean streets made him feel ashamed of himself. Even when walking, he didn't know how to put his feet, as if he was afraid that his dirty feet would stain this fairyland.
A smell of honey mixed with meat came. Selkirk kept swallowing his saliva. He followed the place where the smell came and looked through a window.
A man in silk clothes was picking up a piece of crystal-clear fat. A little honey dripped down. The reddish-brown and crystal-white colors intersected. The sensation made Selkirk's mouth salivate like a flood.
Welled out.
Yin Jushiro quite likes this boy. He is smart, agile, diligent and eager to learn. He knows many things at a glance, and he has a good foundation. He has rules for riding and shooting at a young age.
He had already written these characteristics in his report to the conductor Zhang Lieming, and of course he had also written them in his secret notes to the emperor.
Seeing that Selkirk was so greedy that he could no longer walk, Yin Shiroro walked into the food shop with a smile, brought out a portion of braised pork with rock sugar, and gently placed it in Selkirk's hand.
In fact, in this era, the best pork is more expensive than beef and mutton.
Of course, the best pork refers to the kind of fat pigs that are raised in a clean environment, are force-fed with good food, and have fat as thick as five fingers.
Fat is probably the highest level of enjoyment for human beings during times when supplies are scarce. Every bite you take represents not only delicious food, but also a guarantee that you can live more easily than others.
Selkirk only took one bite before he trembled all over and burst into tears. At that moment, it was like Tengri had arrived, and the whole world seemed to become sweeter.
Then, in everyone's surprised eyes, the boy moved his calves, ran to Talib who was chained, stood on tiptoes, and fed the braised pork with rock sugar into Talib's mouth.
After seeing Talib take a bite, Selkirk ran back to feed his mother, aunt, brother and sisters. From beginning to end, he could only take one bite.
Talib, who had completely lost his former prestige, burst into tears. Amir, the governor of Shiguo City, looked at Talib jealously, then looked at Selkirk's back, and suddenly let out a long sigh.
At this scene, Shishiro Yin couldn't help but be moved. He looked at Talib and said with some emotion:
"Unexpectedly, there is a Qilin out of the den of thieves. Maybe your Creek tribe will not be so miserable in the future."
The team stopped in front of the Hexi Provincial Government Office. After passing Liangzhou, they reached the true hinterland of the Central Plains.
According to regulations, when border troops like Shenshen Town arrive here, they must store their armor, strong bows and crossbows in the arsenal of the Hexi Defense Envoy's Yamen. They can only carry simple weapons such as horizontal knives.
As for the task of continuing the escort, we have to wait here for the Hexi Defense Envoy to send the garrison army to take charge.
There were a few unusual blushes on Qiniang's face, her teeth were clenched, and she was accompanied by bouts of twitching. She was actually suffering from high fever and convulsions.
Guo Ting'er just knelt at the door of the office, her eyes full of despair. It was a total of 1,700 miles from Budu Village to Liangzhou. She couldn't hold on any longer. She turned to point at Guo Guangyi and gritted her teeth and said:
"Captain Yin, because of this traitor's rebellion, Lord Bai killed three thousand members of Li Guoshou's family and one hundred and thirty members of Guoshou's family in Talos.
There were 270,000 people in total including Suiye and Talas, and 60,000 of them had been killed, leaving no chickens or dogs left.
Everyone has paid a huge price for their lack of firmness, and the slave deserves to die, but Qiniang is only seven years old, can't she live? Even if she doesn't join the Jiaofang Division, she should be treated!"
Shishiro Yin was silent for a moment, "Under the sky, is it the king's land? On the shore of the land, is it the king's ministers? Thunder, rain, and dew all come from above. Who dies and who lives, the saint has his own decision."
As he spoke, Yin Shiroro pointed his hand towards the envoy who was galloping in the distance, carrying a small flag with a silver and white background and a gold sun that symbolized the emperor's personal messenger.
The person who came was Suo Gude, who pretended to be a royal guard general, but he never cared about anything.
He is the grandson of Suo Xun, the fourth generation military envoy of the Guiyi Army. He has always been in Tokyo helping the emperor manage Qionglin Academy, also known as the Royal Library. Unexpectedly, he came as an angel at this moment.
But immediately, Shishiro Yin understood why, because there was an old woman with white hair and beard sitting on the shoulder carriage behind Suo Gude.
This old woman was none other than Suo Gude's aunt and Zhang Shengren's cousin Suo Shi.
Since the daughter Zhang Li, the last descendant of Emperor Huan Zuding's Zhang Yichao, passed away seven years ago, the nearly 80-year-old Suo Shi, as Zhang Yichao's granddaughter, is the only one of the third generation descendants of Zhang Yichao who is still alive, and the only one who has met Zhang Yichao.
The old man is auspicious.
With her status, if she was going out, even the emperor would have to hold her hand on her shoulder to show respect. As a member of the Guiyi Army, Yin Shilang certainly knew the importance. He ran forward to salute and greet her in two or three steps.
Suo Shi is in good health, naturally. Now that the Zhang family has a Holy Lord, he will soon dominate the world. Suo Shi has come out of the suffering of the Guiyi Army killing each other. Seeing the current prosperity, even if he could only live seven years
Even at ten years old, I can live to be eighty or ninety years old just because I feel happy.
Suo Gude and Suo Shi were entrusted by Guo Tiance. Because Guo Tiance's son was engaged to Suo Gude's granddaughter, Guo Tiance was able to invite Suo Shi.
The skinny and white-haired Suo Shi slowly stepped forward. In Guo Ting'er's eyes, this person seemed to be a god coming to save him.
Suo Shi looked up and down, "He is indeed a powerful master. He is a delicate person who has walked ten thousand miles without being exposed in the wilderness. He is really similar to my fourteenth aunt."
The fourteenth aunt Suo mentioned was Zhang Li, Li Cunhui's great-grandmother, who died seven years ago.
This woman is not a simple person. Sixty years ago, she killed Suo Xun, Suo's father, to help her nephew Zhang Chengfeng regain the family business.
Then he and several of his sons tried to occupy the position of Jiedushi of the Guiyi Army, and were eventually killed by Zhang Chengfeng, leaving only one of the four sons.
Look, regarding betrayal and killing, the Guiyi Army has become crazy since Zhang Yichao.
"Ancestor, please save this girl's life!" Guo Ting'er hit her head on the ground but raised Qiniang high up.
Suo Shi nodded, and the doctor who followed took Qiniang over and whispered for a long time: "The evil wind has entered the body and she is seriously ill. Whether she can survive depends on her life."
Febrile convulsions are very dangerous even in future generations. At this time, one can only rely on fate.
Sox nodded, "This is considered a death. If I can survive, it will be God's will."
Then she looked at Guo Ting'er and said, "You are so perseverant, how come you have fallen to this point?"
Guo Ting'er kowtowed again, blood rolling down from her forehead, "I lost my mother when I was two years old, my father when I was eight years old, my brother is greedy and my sister-in-law is greedy, how can I be independent when surrounded by a pack of wolves, I only wish I had not died early."
"Alas!" Suo Shi let out a long sigh, "Your sister took risks for you. Your nephew went into exile for you. You must repay them well in the future!"
When Guo Ting'er heard what Sox said, she burst into tears. Then her tense nerves suddenly relaxed, her body went limp, and she collapsed directly to the ground.
At this time, there was a lot of noise outside, and someone came to report: "Grandma, the more logical Zamp has arrived."
Everyone suddenly looked into the distance, Tubo Zanpu!
For the people in the Central Plains at this time, especially those from Longyou in Hexi Province, it was as if it were an existence above the nine heavens that once overwhelmed everyone and left them breathless!
Suo Shi was shocked at first, and then became furious. People of her age who had experienced Zhang Huaishen's era did not have a good impression of Zanpu, so she lost her temper.
"So what if Zanpu, let him come and see my aunt!"
Well, that's right, Zanpu Chiwang Xuzan is called uncle Zhang Gao, so isn't Soxo Zanpu's aunt?
When Guo Guangyi, who was tied up in the prison car, heard this, he struggled violently.
The four words "Tubo Zanpu" are like thunder not only in the Central Plains, but also in the river.
After the Tang Dynasty, whoever prevented the cannibal from further eastward expansion was naturally the majestic husband Tubo Zampu.
It turns out that the Central Plains has really been revived! Even Zampu went down the mountain. Guo Guangyi screamed with the remaining half of his tongue. Only at this moment did he know that he had really chosen the wrong path.
(Since some book friends have objections, we should write less about this character in the future. Book friends only need to know that there is such a person in Bukhara, helping to control the Saman Persian government and driving a wedge between the Persians and the cannibals.
In addition, I would like to say that criticism is welcome. This has always been Tiger's attitude, but it is not advisable to overdo it. I really can't stand it. Let's get together and go away.)