The abandoned city wall, looking from a distance, can still vaguely see the shadow of the prosperity of the north court in the Tang Dynasty, the sheep and horse city stands resolutely in the inner city, the earthen urn city has not seen its original appearance, and the water stains in the moat seem to tell Yan Zijing about the past.

This ancient city let out a whimper, the Han people had forgotten them for too long, Yan Zijing seemed to have returned to the Tang Dynasty, and the Han people said that 'the whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister.' 'The times.

Chen Tang's sentence 'Those who offend me as a strong man, although they are far away, will be punished', happened in this boundless Western Regions, opened his eyes, and returned to reality, Western Xia, Yanyun Sixteen Prefectures, Huangtou Hui, Western Zhou Uighurs, Han people seem to have been broken spine.

When the capital of the Han people moved from Chang'an to Luoyang, the moment of Kaifeng, it actually means that the Han people have given up the northwest frontier, the Han and Tang dynasties, with Guanzhong Chang'an as the center, the grassland people may threaten Chang'an at any time, so the imperial court has a big head map for the northwest, and the current imperial court only needs to beware of the north, Yan Zijing has an indescribable sadness in his heart at this moment.

"Let's go! Isn't that what you're here to see? But it looks a little disappointing, why can't you even see a figure. Lu Ziyun's focus is obviously different from Yan Zijing's, and a person's education level determines their cognition.

Ahri Nana said: "This place was once the seat of Han rule, and no one lived here after the Han people ended their rule over this land, but this place is suitable for grazing and planting, so there are many people in Luntai, which is not far from here." ”

The Beiting Protectorate used to make the Western Regions surrender by force, and submission does not mean that they disappeared in the long river of history, such as Gaochang, Yanqi, and Khotan, which have survived hundreds of years of wind and rain.

"You're not a Uighur, are you?" Yan Zijing suddenly pointed at Ahri Nana and said.

Lu Ziyun didn't expect Yan Zijing to suddenly come with such a hand, but Ahri Nana asked for a moment: "We have been together for so long, this is the first time you accuse me of my identity, so tell me who I am." ”

"I can't say for sure, but I'm sure you're a Qarluq, right?" The reason why Yan Zijing could think of this was because he saw the grass on the side of the Beiting Capital Protector Ruins and the color of the clothes on Ahri Nana's body.

Ahri Nana laughed, "Are you referring to what I'm wearing?" On the way to Xizhou, you have seen a lot of women in black clothes! ”

Yan Zijing said: "It's different, the worship of black by the Qarluq people is recorded, no, it should be the worship of Xuanse, I am not wrong during the time we have known, you have never changed the decoration." ”

'Black Khan' is the name of the Han people for the country of the Qarluqs, the Song people all call it that, but the Qarluqs themselves are not called that, they call it the Qarakhanid Dynasty, and the supreme leader of the country is called Dayehu.

The current territory of the Western Zhou Uighurs was a small part of the Tang Dynasty's Anxi and Beiting Prefectures, and most of them were inherited by the Qarakhanid Dynasty.

"They all say that you Han people are treacherous, and sure enough, I am a Qarakhanid, and now you and I seem to be guests in Xizhou! I never said I was from there! Does identity matter? ”

Lu Ziyun didn't know why Yan Zijing suddenly reacted so much, what about the Uighurs and Qarluqs, what was the difference for them, what was the purpose of their coming to the Western Regions, paying attention to the trade routes here, and exploring the people's livelihood here.

Maybe it's because of Lu Zifei's influence, his students will more or less have a little bit of national complex, the national complex is colorless and tasteless, you can't see it, you can't touch it, if you insist on saying it as a tangible thing, you can only touch it with glory.

Once his own things, now they are ruthlessly ravaged by others, as the former master, it is normal to feel uncomfortable after seeing it, Ahri Nana is just an innocent lying gunman, and today it is any person from the Karakhanid who will be disliked by Yan Zijing.

At this moment, Yan Zijing looked at the grassland girl who used to think that she was alive and cute, and it was uncomfortable, this feeling came so quickly, so suddenly, it was just bitter for Lu Ziyun who was caught in the middle.

"What kind of nerves are you having, other people's girls have offended you, what's the matter with you as a big man, if you have something to say, don't look like a girl, who will you show like this?"

"You say I'm crazy, of course I have to be like a little bit, otherwise how can you please other girls."

This inexplicable blow caught several people off guard, the cheerful atmosphere was not only gone, but also a little embarrassing, of course Yan Zijing didn't care, the interracial woman might not be a person in his heart, and Ahri Nana had nothing to do with him, just a meeting in Pingshui.

I didn't see what I wanted to see, I only saw the traces left by history in the North Garden, and when later generations saw this scene, Yan Zijing felt that everyone should be ashamed, and the things left by the ancestors could not be kept.

"Don't pretend to be deep there, tell me what we need here in Beiting, I think the merchant can't find the pants that he lost here, so it's better to take the sea route."

When it comes to business, Yan Zijing will return to normal, Dong Yu sent troops to return to Huangtou Hui, this is their own job, and the observation of the situation in the Western Regions is incidental, and the trade route is of course also within the scope of observation.

"The goods produced by the Great Song Dynasty now, especially the luxury goods, are completely unsalable in China, and most of the money in the Western Regions is in the hands of a few people, and they don't know how to spend the money with it, don't you think that our neighbors need us to help them spend the money in their hands?"

Lu Ziyun didn't know how the students taught by his brother were so thick-skinned, and they could talk about commercial plunder so freshly and refinedly, how kind of cheeky they were!

"Silk, porcelain, tea and other traditional items can no longer satisfy their appetite, and if tea is not inseparable from their daily life, I doubt that we can still sell these things."

Yan Zijing said: "What about daily necessities? Luxury is a small part of it, you know? Now the wool produced in Jingzhao Mansion, the canned fruit in the south, and the folk handicrafts, these are the big heads, they are all money, understand? ”

Lu Ziyun, a playboy, no longer has the kind of mind that wants to do a big career, this outing made him realize that he is not the material to do big things, let alone Lu Zifei who goes into battle to kill the enemy.

"Alright! If you say it's useful, then we'll watch more, anyway, you just need to bring me back alive. ”

Yan Zijing said mockingly: "It's about to be your woman's territory, what are you afraid of with her, your good days are coming soon, and my brothers and I will see your face alive, I'm afraid that someone will quietly take my life." ”

The guards were also familiar with them, and someone joked: "Second son, the brothers are not very demanding, just arrange a woman for one of us when the time comes, it's good to be a woman and live." ”

The people behind also followed the coaxing, they couldn't see the woman for a few months, their mood can be imagined, usually Yan Zijing resolutely did not allow them to mess around in the herdsmen's house, the social relations here are complicated, one is not good, the whole team may die here, but when it comes to the territory of Miss Nana, it is different.

"No problem, the brothers follow me out and hang their lives on the waistband of their pants every day, this little request is not too much, as long as there is a city, everyone is open to play, and Lu Ergongzi is not short of money."

Everyone basically put life and death out of the way in this mission, and no one dared to guarantee that they could go back 100%, with such a big assistance, there must be a lot of gains, and to this day, Lu Ziyun doesn't care about that little money.

The topic between men is very simple, there are very few women who leave, and the sad atmosphere of making a small joke has also been washed away a lot, Beiting didn't see what he wanted, Yan Zijing decided to continue to go a little more.

About thirty miles away from Beiting, Yan Zijing saw a small town, and the shape of the house had distinctive Han characteristics, which made Yan Zijing puzzled, such a town could not gather without tens of thousands of people.

"Classmate Yan Zijing, what is the situation, how can there be so many Han people."

Yan Zijing's eyes looked at the wheat field outside the town, got off the camel, pinched a handful of soil in the field and put it under his nose to smell it.

"Yan Zijing, am I missing you to eat or what, no matter how hungry you are, you won't eat soil!"

Throwing away the soil in his hand, Yan Zijing said: "Mr. has talked about the principle of alluvial plains before, I really don't understand it before I have seen the real thing, if I guess correctly, there must be a river nearby, and the amount of water is not small." ”

Lu Ziyun and they definitely don't know, and the one who knows may be Ahri Nana, but Ahri Nana doesn't want to talk to Yan Zijing, a person she thinks is self-righteous, so all everyone hears is a cold snort.

As they approached the town, a rapid bell rang, and from the town poured out countless young men with weapons in their hands, clearly taking them for enemies.

The mayor of a town like this is a respected person in the village, Yan Zijing stretched out his hand to signal the guards not to conflict with the other party, and the other party also saw Yan Zijing's intentions, and an old man also looked at Yan Zijing and them with the same puzzled eyes.

"Are you Han?"

The thick Shaanxi accent made Lu Ziyun very kind, and blurted out: "It's Han, why are you here, how can there still be Han people in a place." ”

Hearing that it was a Han person, the old man and the young man were much less vigilant, but they still said vigilantly: "The remaining Han people in the Western Regions for a hundred years have lived here, and this is the only one left, are you merchants or sent by the imperial court." ”

There are still Han people alive in the Western Regions, Yan Zijing and Lu Ziyun can't believe how these people survived, and what kind of willpower is needed.