The Weishui River in the northwest of Chang'an has always been calm, and every evening, the dusk water of the river is like a huge river flowing with gold under the golden sunset, and passers-by will be deeply intoxicated by it as long as they look at it.

It's just that the beauty and calm of Weishui today were completely ruined by a group of sudden Turks!

Along the right bank of the river, countless Turks wearing sheepskin jackets and deliberately exposing their chests chased each other, laughing and scolding at each other.

What's more, from time to time, he also made a nasty move against those Tang Dynasty troops on the other side of the river.

As for those war horses with snorts, they were unscrupulously trampling on the farmland that the Tang people regarded as treasures, destroying the ridges of the fields.

"Hahaha...... Tang Dynasty? Not the same! ”

In the midst of these uninvited guests, in a huge white tent, Jieli Khan laughed wildly and stroked a Han woman, and his small eyes seemed to shoot a faint blue light like a steppe wolf.

The Han woman who was taken over was ashamed and indignant! However, his hands were tied, and his mouth was stuffed with a cloth, and there was no way to commit suicide.

Just as Jieli laughed and reached out to tear the woman's clothes, suddenly, the curtain of the tent was lifted!

An old man with a kind face and the appearance of a Central Plains man walked in.

"Great Khan! The Tang people sent an envoy, do you want to see him? When he came to the middle of the tent, the old man made a grassland salute to Jieli Khan, and said calmly without looking at the disheveled Han woman.

"Emissary?" Hei Zhuang, who was like a wild boar, withdrew his hand, sniffed the warm fragrance on it, the corners of his thick mouth rose slightly, and said sarcastically: "See! Why don't you see it? ”

"Then I'll let the messenger in! As for her? The old man nodded, glanced at the Han woman with pear blossoms and rain, and asked out loud.

Knowing that the old man couldn't see his clan being humiliated, the Jieli Khan deliberately laughed, stretched out his hand and grabbed the woman's neck, and grabbed her into his arms: "Hahaha! She's right here! I'd like to see what those Tang people can say! ”

Seeing this, the old man's face remained unchanged, and he didn't seem to see the woman's struggling breathing, so he bowed to Jieli and slowly retreated out of the tent.

"Boom...... See! This is the pedantic Tang people! Still thinking about covering it up at this time? Hahaha......"

The cold laughter followed the old man from the tent, making the old man's face seem to be covered with a layer of iron blue, and he wanted to ask the sky, when will this despicable race disappear?

The old man is a Han Chinese, but a Han Chinese who have been taken captive! Because he had read books, he was selected by the Khan and did things like housekeepers, and was not enslaved to death like other Han people.

During these years, he followed the Turks and saw too much misery in the world! The reason why he didn't flee was because of the concern of his family on the grassland, and second, the old man wanted to see if there was justice in this world!

It's a pity that after so many years, the Turks are still burning, killing and looting, and the justice he hopes for has always been silent.

"Khan let him in!"

Slowly walking to the wooden railing outside the big tent, the old man looked coldly at the Turks who surrounded the Tang envoy, and said in a low voice.

The Turkic with the knife gave the old man a contemptuous look and moved out of the way.

The look of surprise on Fang Xuanling's face flashed, he arched his hand at the old man, straightened his waist, and walked forward step by step in front of the sword and axe hands outside the tent, and there was no fear on his emaciated face.

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"Foreign minister Fang Xuanling, I have seen the Khan of the grassland!"

Walking into the empty tent, Fang Xuanling saluted the Jieli Khan slightly, and his voice was calm.

"Look up." Jieli Khan said with a sinister smile.

Fang Xuanling raised his head safely, and when he saw the woman's body Chiguo, a trace of anger unconsciously flashed in his eyes.

"You're angry? Angry at me for humiliating you? Jieli Khan asked rather proudly.

Fang Xuanling lowered his head and said in a cold voice: "The foreign minister is not angry that His Majesty is rude, but angry that my Tang Dynasty can't protect all its people!" ”

"Protecting the people? Haha, it can't even protect itself now! Jieli Khan laughed again, as if Fang Xuanling was talking about a big joke.

“……”

Fang Xuanling gritted his teeth and said nothing, he was not as smooth as Tang Jian, and even had a twist in his temperament! When he came to the peace talks this time, he himself knew that success was almost impossible, but this was all Li Shimin's orders, and as a courtier, he could only face difficulties.

"Say, what does your little emperor want you to do?" He laughed for a long time, and only when Jieli Khan also felt bored did he wave his hand to push the woman away and asked with a sneer.

Fang Xuanling suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice: "I sent me to persuade the Khan to go back to Your Majesty!" ”

"Persuade me to go back?"

Hearing this sentence without a beginning or an end, Jieli Khan was stunned at first, as if he couldn't believe it, plucked out his ears and said, "What did you just say?" Let me go back? Your emperor recently got kicked in the head by a horse? ”

Fang Xuanling didn't feel angry because of Jieli's words this time, but still said in a deep voice: "Khan said he laughed! I am lucky to be treated by His Majesty, how can I be injured by a vulgar horse? He asked the Khan to go back, but he couldn't bear to see the Khan being devoured by the five thunders and his soul returning to the shaman, please don't let the Khan live up to my good intentions to His Majesty! Go back as soon as possible. ”

"Devoured by five thunders?"

At this time, Jieli Khan finally understood, but he also successfully laughed at Fang Xuanling's words.

Tsai carefully glanced at Fang Xuanling, and Jieli Khan said expressionlessly: "It turns out that it wasn't your little emperor who was kicked in the head, but even you were kicked together!" Come on, hang this guy on the flagpole! ”

"Wait!"

Seeing a few guards who jumped out of nowhere approaching him, Fang Xuanling suddenly took a step back and shouted angrily: "If the Khan doesn't believe it, wait until after tonight, and then come to take the lives of the foreign ministers!" ”

Jieli had long lost the interest in talking to this neurotic at this time, and he didn't even listen to Fang Xuanling's words, and waved his hand to drag the person down.

"Khan!"

Just when Fang Xuanling was shocked and angry, suddenly, the old man who came in at the beginning hurried again.

Jieli Khan glanced at the old man in disgust, and said coldly: "What's the matter? Could it be that there is another Tang envoy? ”

The old man's expression was stunned, but he quickly returned to normal, he glanced at Fang Xuanling, who was bloodless, and took a few steps forward, came to Jieli Khan's side and whispered a few words.

Fang Xuanling was caught by several people, and he couldn't move at all at this time, but he saw Jieli Khan's face change a few times from the gap, as for what the old man said, he couldn't hear any sound.