Sunrise Dongfang understood Axia's suspicion, and did not rush to explain, but asked: "Do you remember, one day ago, I summoned important officials to enter the palace late at night to discuss the matter of sending troops to the Quanrong?"
Axia burst out laughing, her eyes unconcealed happiness and joy... Of course, she heard about this. That night, the Khan had to go east to search for his troops to find his brother. Seeing her smiling and nodding, Sunrise East asked again: "Do you know, what was the original intention of my big fuss that night?"[]
Axia blushed, her eyes soft and charming voice nodded gently, "Borrowing the wish of King Song Yang, I propose my marriage... I am very happy to be nice to me."
Unexpectedly, Sunrise Dongfang shook his head: "I want to marry you as my wife. This is undoubtedly something, no one can stop me. But my intention that night was not like that."
Ah Xia's eyes were confused and he looked at the Khan.
"Song Yang disappeared on the grassland, but there are two consequences: one is returning safely, and the other is dying in a foreign land." When it comes to Song Yang, the expression of the Khan did not change much, but a gleam of light flashed through his eyes, and it disappeared in a flash: "At that time, his whereabouts were unknown. All I could do was Guang send someone to the grassland to inquire and find someone... But I have to figure out one thing with myself: What if he really dies on the grassland, what can I do as my brother?"
Axia was still a little puzzled, frowned slightly, and did not interfere. The Khan continued, "I asked all the ministers that night. I said I wanted to send troops to the grassland to find Song Yang is just a cover. What I really want to find is: One day, the news of Song Yang's death will come, can I raise troops to avenge me?"
When Song Yang's life and death were uncertain, the Khan would not use his war. After all, Song Yang was not an ordinary person, or had seen it with his own eyes or heard Axia's reposts. Sunrise East knew his sworn brother's skills. To be honest, he didn't believe that Song Yang would die on the grassland. At that time, he rashly sent troops, which caused years of war disasters and wars. As a result, Song Yang escaped back to Nanli. The warriors in the desert had to rebel and overthrow the Khan, the confused king;
But what if the news of Song Yang’s death is confirmed? What should I do?
"That night I just wanted to see the thoughts of the ministers, but it was not unexpected. They disagreed... They would not go to war for someone, and naturally they would not support me to send troops for revenge." Sunrise Dongfang reached out and pinched Ah Xia's face, and then said, "Since it's a test, you can't make a fuss too much. There must be a step to end, so I mentioned the matter of marrying you."
Axia nodded, not knowing what to say. She could only comfort her: "The mind of Song Yang Wangjia is the best choice, and she is proficient in poisoning and medicine. There will be no major issues, and she will come back sooner or later."
"I can't come back. I have received a letter from Yanziping. They found that the wolf soldiers who were chasing Song Yang had completed the task... Completed the task, hey, the fool understands what's going on! It's just that the body has not been found yet, Song Yang is dead. There is no need to be lucky." Sunrise Dongfang sighed heavily, and then changed his subject: "Ten days later, Changming Palace will encounter a fire, and the Eternal Temple will be destroyed."
The Uighurs had only been more than a hundred years since its founding, but the teachings of worshiping the divine fire have been long and have been passed down for more than a thousand years... In ancient times, the ancestors of the Uighurs lived in an oasis and took more than a hundred years to build a grand palace that worshiped the holy fire, called Changming Palace. A few hundred years later, the river flowing here changed its route. The oasis that once was soon desolate, and the ancestors of the Uighurs had to migrate and leave. The Changming Palace was unable to be taken away and could only stay in the desert.
Later, the Uighur power gradually developed. After hundreds of years of experience, the desert was finally unified and the country was established. During this period, the Uighurs had long repaired a new temple to worship the holy fire. The Changming Palace was abandoned but not deserted and was preserved as a great ruin left by their ancestors. It has been a thousand years since then. Although it has no religious significance, the palace is still the totem of the Uighurs.
When he heard that Yongming Palace was about to be burned, Axia was shocked and her body tensed unconsciously. The latter patted her naked back and signaled her to relax: "This is what I asked Tag to prepare recently."
Ah Xia looked horrified and stared at the Khan in a daze: "You...why do you want to burn Changming Palace?"
The face of the sunrise east sank, shook his head and said, "I'm wrong. It's not my burning, but the Quanrong who mixed into the desert, and the wolf destroyed the miracle of my ancestors. This is a great shame and humiliation for all the Uighur people. There is no choice but to start a war. When I summon the warriors in the border to gather to prepare for war, your family will take the lead and take the lead. Whether it succeeds or fails, it is a great achievement."
Axia finally understood what the Khan meant. He had made up his mind to start a war with the wolf master. In order to seek an excuse and support from important officials, he would not hesitate to conquer Quanrong in the temple.
After understanding the intention of Sunrise East, Axia felt that her heart was about to jump out of the xiong: "We will fight the Quanrong... What should Tubo do if he takes advantage of the situation to attack?"
"There are not only Uighurs in the Middle Earth. The three kingdoms of Tubo and Quanrong. There is Dayan in the east and Nanli in the southeast. The demon monk Bojie also has his own concerns... If the demon monk really doesn't care about it, it will be a world of chaos." As he said that, he laughed: "Who among the five kingdoms of Zhongtu, who is the least afraid of chaos in the world?"
Although it was a question, Axia didn't need to answer it. He pointed to his nose: "I am the only Uighur!"
It is his own reason to say this in the East. If a war is really started, the Uighurs may be defeated. However, if several other powerful countries want to destroy their country and destroy their races, it is undoubtedly difficult for them to ascend to heaven. Uighurs are a country of yellow sand, and a large desert in their territory is their greatest reliance. Whether it is the Han army, the wolf soldiers on the grassland or the monks of Tubo, it is difficult to fight long distances in the desert. The Uighurs' geographical advantage is too outstanding.
This is like waiting for one foot to stand invincible first, and if you want to play the trick of "both burning both jade and stone", the Uighurs are the ones that are least afraid of.
Ah Xia stood up and went to the chuáng. This time she received not water, but a bowl of bright red grape wine. She handed it to the Khan and asked again: "Send troops to the grassland and attack the Quanrong, just to avenge the King of Song Yang?"
The Khan was addicted to alcohol and poured half a bowl in one breath. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and smiled, "It was the cause of the foolish emperor. I have three intentions to fight the wolf this time. Let me talk about the first one first, you know, Song Yang has a treasure in his hand... For this reason, I took you to Phoenix City for adventure."
"The source of corpse poison?" Of course Axia remembered this.
Sunrise Dongfang nodded: "I share everything with Song Yang. His elders are my relatives. Naturally, I can't think of hitting the corpse anymore, but Song Yang is dead. When he was alive, I did everything I should have done. Now that he is gone, the oath he witnessed in front of the Fire Chime Jade has dissipated, and I will get the poison source again. But I will not send people to find it, steal, or rob, at least not now."
"Now the head of Yanziping is a princess whom Emperor Nanli gave to Song Yang. After Song Yang's death, the princess's biggest wish is to take revenge. She thought I could send troops to kill the wolf. Then I would send troops, but I would ask her for the body afterwards." Sunrise East has always been obsessed with the source of the waterlogging epidemic, but he didn't know at all that. Doctor You's body was buried underground for a long time, and it would have been useless. Otherwise, how could he wait until he wanted it? Master Yan had already taken action.
Axia asked, "Is this the condition for sending troops? Princess Nanli agreed?"
"No, I haven't told her yet. I'll ask her for it after I finished fighting."
Axia frowned slightly: "Will she agree at that time?"
Sunrise Dongfang was a little impatient when she asked: "You are not unclear about me. No matter what, I will do my job first. By then, I have beaten Quanrong and have a clear conscience. It is not considered as a widow left by bullying brothers. If she understands the truth, she will be willing to hand over the source of poison to me. If she doesn't agree, I will send someone to search for it, and it will not be too late to rob it."
No matter how Ah Xia heard it, she felt that this was not a clever idea, but she didn't dare to say anything else.
Sunrise East pressed his big hand on Ah Xia's xiong again, rubbing it while saying, "The second reason is for you. Didn't they say that if your family makes great contributions, I can marry you? Then I will give you the merits. But if you don't fight, how can you get great contributions?"
Not to mention whether it is wishful thinking. Just from the truth, the first reason for the Great Khan to start a war against the Quanrong is barely tenable. After all, if the great killer weapon of "waterbreakage" can be mastered by the Great Khan, the Uighurs' strength can be immediately improved to a higher level; but his second reason is that the war to help Axia's family gain merits is the real purpose of a foolish monarch... But Axia hesitated when listening to the previous reason, but when listening to the second reason, he looked excited, as if the sunrise in the east was a peerless wise monarch.
Axia Meifei nodded repeatedly and asked again: "What is the third reason?"
The first two reasons were discussed, but when he talked about the third reason, he suddenly closed his mouth. After a while, Sunrise Dongfang suddenly said to Ah Xia: "Get dressed, get wine. Three bowls."
The latter didn't ask much, and first helped his sweetheart dress neatly, and then he wore a good dress and used a golden bowl to get the wine.
At sunrise, in the solemn house in the east, three bowls of fine wine were displayed in front of him. The first bowl of wine was slowly poured on the ground by him. The rest of him and Axia were brought up and sipped.
From the time the wine came to the end of the drink, I didn't say a word in the east, but anyone could understand the first bowl of wine sprinkled on the ground... After celebrating Song Yang, the Khan put down the golden cup and spoke again: "Song Yang has many talented people around him, and he is not very strong in Nanli. If something happens to him, there will naturally be a powerful person to avenge him. It was not my turn to take action... But he died on the grassland."
"Wolf said he had sent the Nanli mission, but we didn't see anyone, so there was no need to ask, the mission was killed by Quanrong. Song Yang had left the team before, but he was not spared in the end... Who is his enemy? It's Quanrong. The enemy is not a person, but a country, a grassland."
Speaking of this, the Khan stopped his voice again, his expression calmly and his eyes were fierce. He stood quietly for a while before he slowly exhaled a long breath. Finally, he told Ah Xia that the third reason for sending troops to the grassland, and he paused word by word: "In this world, no one can avenge him except me."
In the end, the root cause of starting a war is still to avenge...
From foreign countries to Han territory, I don’t know how many emperors and kings have appeared in the Middle Land. Some of them lead the masses to rebel and finally create great trends, but more of them are born with the dragon robe as soon as they are born. No matter what method or how they use to become the emperor, if you ask them: Why do you want to be an emperor? There are countless emperors, but the answer is nothing more than two: for yourself and for the welfare of the world.
Among the two answers, the emperor who can truly grasp the heart, look directly at the gods, and answer the second answer without changing his face. How many have been there in ancient times? You can count it with one hand.
Some emperors are smart. In order to be able to do more steadily on the dragon throne in the future, for the foundation of their ancestors and the welfare of their descendants, they will be diligent and serious when dealing with political affairs, thus becoming the heroic reputation of a wise monarch; some monarchs are arrogant and extravagant, and only seeking happiness in front of them will ignore the disasters tomorrow, which will make the heavens and people angry, and be criticized as a foolish monarch. In the final analysis, everything they do is for themselves, just a gap of long-term or short-sighted vision.
Sunrise Dongfang was straightforward and cheerful, and he was a good person, but he was the emperor for himself. He really never thought of "serving the people". If he was on the battlefield, he could have bloodshed side by side with the soldiers of the same clan, and although he had no regrets to die. However, sitting in the Holy Fire Palace, the millions of Uighurs' soldiers became bargaining chips in his heart and the capital in his hands.
The only life-savior, the sworn brother died in a foreign land. If he didn't know anything, he couldn't explain it to himself, as for the consequences that would be caused by doing so, he was not afraid because he had the capital.
In the world, people who value righteousness are admired by everyone; on the dragon throne, the one who values affection and friendship is mostly a foolish monarch.
As for the sunrise in the east... whether the tyrant monarch was commented by later generations. He didn't care. He just felt that Song Yang had saved his life several times, and now he is the only one who can help him revenge. If this war is not fought, what would this Khan taste like?
Axia bit her mouth and the charm disappeared on her pretty face. Yingying knelt in front of her knees in the east of Sunrise: "Please ask the Great Khan, Axia is willing to go east with my soldiers and attack the grassland."
Although he is a hero, he is also a famous general. Ah Xia's skills are steadily ranked among the top ten in the Uighurs.
Axia was still afraid that his lover would not agree to take risks, so she continued: "This battle is different from the past. It means revenge. You are the brother of the King of Song Yang, and I am yours... and Wang Jia of Song Yang are also half a relative. In the battle of revenge, the first time he went on a war of revenge, when relatives were present. What's more... Although I was tall, Song Yang and I were friends."
Sunrise Dongfang nodded happily, rested for a long time, and had already come back. Now that he finished speaking seriously, he wanted to do 'serious things' again, and he laughed and took a step: "You... don't have to get up first."
Axia's eyes were as charming as silk, and she was laughing at her feet, and she was beautiful.
...
The Uighur Holy Fire Palace is boundless, and the golden roof of the Tubo Temple is deserted.
It was just dusk when the national master entered the city. The Living Buddha sent someone to invite him to the Chaicuoda Pagoda Palace to meet him. After he took the straw to the seventh floor of golden top, he was told by the temple manager that the Living Buddha had something to do now and asked them to wait in the side room outside the hall.
It took a few hours to wait. At this moment, the night was halfway through, and the living Buddha was still missing. The room was empty and there was not even a chair. The manager only served two cups of gray and strange-smelling tea when they first arrived, and then he never gave it to him.
The tea has been cold until now.
The national master didn't care, so he sat on the ground and chatted with the straw without saying a word. At the beginning, the straw looked natural, but after waiting for a long time, a trace of murderous aura unconsciously raised. Seeing this, the national master still spoke slowly: "It's not good for you to do this. But it's not your fault. If it were Xiao Fei, he would have been angry a long time ago. You are his disciple, and it is inevitable."
The straw sounds very light: "It's too much."
The national teacher ignored the question and asked again: "If it weren't for me, you would be able to calm down if you wait."
Straw was stunned for a moment, then nodded... In terms of martial arts and poison skills, huā Xiaofei was second only to Yanding. He could be among the top three people in the world. If he could be valued so much by huā Xiaofei, straw was of course not simple. He started killing in Phoenix City, calm in dealing with things, ruthless in killing, and never greedy in the killer, which is enough to prove the power of straw.
Rattan is not a person who can't hold back. As the national master said, if he was just straw waiting alone now, no matter how difficult the other party makes things difficult, he wouldn't be angry. But the national master is different from being present. He is grieving and angry for his elders, so he is determined to kill.
"So I just said, it's not good for you to be like this. The real calmness lies in the restraint of your mind and not being moved by external factors. It's right that I brought you here, but for you, I'm just an environment, and you shouldn't be disturbed by me." As he said that, the national master suddenly laughed and waved his hand, "It's just the truth on his mouth. That's it, how many people can do it? I'll be angry now if I replace you with that person."
Rats are close to the direct line and know who the 'that person' is in the national master's mouth. After hearing this, he smiled and said respectfully: "Thank you, Master, for your advice."
At this time, something came from outside the door. A disciple of Tantric Buddhism pushed the door open and entered. The living Buddha, whether he woke up or had enough food, finally finished his work and sent him to the national teacher.
The two stood up and walked out, but the disciples of Tantric Buddhism reached out and stopped him: "The Great Living Buddha only saw the national master."
The straw was about to stop, but the national master reached out and gently pushed away the arm of the tantric disciple Henglan: "I will take him wherever I go, or go with them, or say goodbye."
The disciples of Tantric Buddhism hesitated for a while and did not insist on anything else, so they took the two of them out of the side room.
The gate of the Golden Pin Temple had been opened at some point, and the national master and the straw were led straight into it. The Great Living Buddha was sitting in the middle. When he saw the national master coming, he did not get up and said nothing, but just smiled and looked at the person coming.
There was more than one living Buddha in the hall, and Wuda also knelt down and was worshipped by her side.
The disciple of Tantric Buddhism who led the way took the lead and saluted the Great Living Buddha first, then reported it to the death, then stood up and looked at the national master coldly: "I have seen the Great Living Buddha, why don't I kneel down..." But before he finished speaking, he suddenly fell to the ground.
The great living Buddha's expression remained unchanged and still said nothing. Wu Da jumped up, stretched out his hand to his junior brother's body and quickly stumbled on his body a few times, then shook his head, closed his hands together and chanted a mantra of salvation in a low voice. It was obvious that this person was dead.
After reciting the scriptures, Wuda stood up straight and asked the national master lightly: "My junior brother died of poisoning. Does the national master know who did it?"
"I poisoned me, and he once stretched out his arms to stop me." Yan Ding's ventriloquy smiled and replied easily: "Damn it."!