In the city of Dali, the Turkic Khan account.

Today, the city of Dali has a new look.

After only two or three years, the city of Dali in Dingxiang County, which was deserted and occupied by snakes, insects, rats and ants, had already assumed the role of the political center of the Turks.

The city was inhabited by either Turkic merchants or Turkic nobles, of course, the boundaries between the two were blurred in those days, and many tribal nobles had their own caravans, and there were actually about the same as merchants.

And the palace complex in the south of the city also has a certain scale, and what Bi Khan said to Princess Yicheng back then was not a joke.

He really wanted to build Dali City more brilliant and magnificent than Chang'an.

It's a pity that it is a fantasy to build such a city on the grassland.

Therefore, after continuous construction, Dali City can only be said to be the first city in the grassland, and it looks like it has its own unique style.

Because of the influence of the Western Regions, the architecture of Dali City is indeed very distinctive.

Mixing the architectural styles of the southern Sui people and the Western Regions, plus the customs and habits of the Turkic people, although it is a bit nondescript, compared with the big cities of the Central Plains, today's Dali City is like those Hu girls from the Western Regions, with exotic customs all over the body.

Of course, this winter, the city of Dali has gradually taken on a solemn flavor from the first snow at the beginning of winter.

The most brave and warlike adjuncts patrol and go inside and outside the city.

The former Western Khan Ashina was placed under house arrest in the royal court, but he did not completely lose power, and his loyal subordinates came to the city of Dali and tried to rescue their master.

Therefore, during the year, the Turkic magnates who lived in the city of Dali were relatively happy. They usually get a lot of unexpected goods.

Dongfang Khan finally came to Dali City this winter to visit his brother under the pretext of visiting a sick.

As a result, the atmosphere in the city began to become strange, and people seemed to be able to hear the heavy wheezing and coughing sounds in the palace to the south, as if they could also smell the fragrance of medicine coming from the palace.

Rumors that the Great Khan was ill were spreading in the city of Dali.

This time. No one thinks about the rebellion of the Tiele tribe in the west anymore, no one thinks about the Turks' ambitions for the Western Regions, and no one cares about the Sui people who are fighting in the south anymore.

As long as the Turkic nobles on the steppe are more sober, they will keep their eyes firmly on the city of Dali.

The succession of the Turkic khanate has not been smooth, and under the throne, the blood of countless Turkic nobles flows.

Therefore, similar to the Sui State in the south, once it is time to inherit the throne of Khan, no one dares to take it lightly.

Because in the midst of such a change of sweat. Every decision meant countless cattle and sheep, slaves, pastures, tribes, and even glory, power, and wealth.

This kind of game affects not only the nobles of the main Turkic tribe. Countless people will be affected in the future, so that the steppe nobles under Turkic rule will not be distracted at all.

A lot of nobles in the city of Dali. They were all praying that the gods would give his beloved son some grace and stay on earth for a few more days, for they were people who did not want to see chaos coming.

Moreover, although Shibi Khan did not lead them to win many brilliant military exploits, over the years, Shibi Khan reigned. But it was the most dignified and powerful time period that the Turks lived.

They no longer have to follow the khan to worship the Sui emperor in the south, bend their knees in humiliation, bow their heads, and no longer have to worry about the shameful people in the west. They had been driven deep into the desert and did not dare to show their heads.

Their caravans traveled through the countries of the Western Regions, bringing them abundant wealth every year.

The most important point is that the Turks were no longer plagued by internal wars during the reign of Qimin Khan until Shibi Khan, and of course, the internal wars mentioned here are by no means comparable to the rebellions of the Tiele tribes.

That is talking about the terrible scene of the division of the Turkic royal court and the killing of the sons and grandsons of Ashina.

And every wise leader, whether it is an emperor or a king, a khan, will be supported and appreciated by his subjects, so many people are willing to pray for the khan and want him to get better as soon as possible.

But there are also some people who are looking at the palace to the south with the most vicious eyes, cursing in their hearts that the Khan King is really as sick as rumored, and it is better to die quickly.

In this way, they would be able to seize greater power and occupy a place in the Turkic royal court.

Ambitious people never distinguish between races, and there is no distinction at all, they are all people who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

But there are not many people who can decide their own fate, especially where the Turkic court is located, everyone, all of them are shrouded in the majesty of the Great Khan, as long as Shibi Khan does not take his last breath, no one dares to show his fangs, even the slightest peeping greedy gaze, may bring danger to himself at any time.

The loyal royal guards will not hesitate to use their scimitars to tell those with bad intentions what the price of reckless actions will be.

At this time, in the royal court of Nancheng, in front of a domed palace, a man stood there silently with his hands in his hands, all the while looking at the place where the smoke rose to the west, it was the Turkic shamans who were driving away the sickness for the khan.

This is a typical Turkic nobleman, with fair skin, heavy hair, a strong and tall body, and a pair of majestic eyes with a faint blue glow, indicating that he has pure royal blood.

This is a lion-like man, exuding an aggressive aura all over his body.

And the depression in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows made his whole person more dangerous and unique.

No one wanted to get close to him, and the brave appendages only watched from afar, as long as this man did not go out of a certain range, they would not come to interfere, and they would not dare to interfere.

Because he is Ashina Dubi, the brother of Shibi Khan, the Turkic Jieli Khan who once held great power, countless warriors have followed him, guarding the holy mountain and turning the Western Regions into a smooth road.

Even now that he is in prison, as long as the Great Khan does not order his execution, then no one dares to offend his dignity too much.

I don't know how long I have been standing, but this once powerful person has been prominent. Only the Turkic nobles under Shibi Khan snorted heavily, but it sounded like a wild beast roaring.

Then they turned and walked towards the temple, and the guards breathed a sigh of relief, for though they had stood so far away, they felt as if they were being scorched by flames. Make them uncomfortable.

In the hall, some slender figures could be vaguely seen waiting there, but the man ignored it, just waved his hand casually, and the figures immediately disappeared.

Of course, I have not heard of any of these beauties arranged by the Great Khan for his brother, and any of them can enter his tent.

Not long after, some people came from outside the palace, and in the royal court, these people were also carrying scimitars. When he walked, in addition to being strong and strong, the accessories on his body also jingled.

Such a splendid procession is owned by only one person in today's Turkic court, and is not reprimanded by the thrifty Shibi Khan.

That is his other brother, Ashina Elivo, the Eastern Turkic Khan of the Turkic Khanate. (Acao note.) Ashina Elivivo's position should be a Turkic general, as needed for the plot. It is written here as a Turki Khan, and there may be contradictions with the past, so everyone should pay attention to it. ）

Although they are brothers, this Eastern Khan is different from his brothers.

He was very tall and very thin, when he came over. It's like a pole moving, and the decorations on his body are more ornate than all of them.

Like the Sui people, he wore a fine mink fur, and the riding boots he was wearing were trimmed with gold and his ears were up. On the neck, on the wrists, on the fingers, there was a glitter.

At first glance, it looks like a treasure trove of humanoids.

His eyes were also peculiar, always wandering around as if he hadn't woken up, and seemed indifferent to everything, but anyone who had heard his name knew that he was also a grumpy and ruthless Turkic nobleman.

Moreover, he has a strong curiosity, for example, there is a rumor that he took the most courageous warrior in his sweat account into the northeast jungle, searched for half a year, and found the oldest tribe of the Tatar people.

He personally boiled the head of the sorcerer of that tribe in boiling water, and then peeled off the skin and flesh, just to see if the other party's skull was all black as rumored.

This is obviously a creepy story, but many people say that a black skull was once seen in the sweat tent of Dongfang Khan.

Therefore, this man is also a respectable fellow, and it seems to be more terrible than the infatuated Jieli Khan.

The pole stood at the entrance of the hall, looked up and looked inside with a hazy gaze for a while, no one knew what he was thinking, in fact, this was more like a tiger invading the lion's territory, probably wondering whether to greet the lion first, or break in directly, and compete with the lion for the position of the king of beasts.

After a while, he waved his hand, asked the guards to step back, took a box from the guards, and walked straight into the main hall with his feet raised.

No one came to stop him, and the news that Shibi Khan was seriously ill seemed to have loosened everything, and of course, if Shibi Khan was still healthy, this Turki Khan would not have appeared here.

There was some darkness in the main hall, some women were probing their brains in the distance, Ashina Eliver smiled, showing a row of white Sensen's teeth, but he didn't stop, and he didn't need to be announced, and walked straight into the depths of the hall.

There is a pool in the hall, Ashina has been soaked there, on the sturdy body, faintly can see a lot of scars and arrows, every scar, in such a person, seems to represent a story, of course, this is also the most proud glory of Turkic men.

Footsteps sounded, Ashina Eliver appeared by the pool, no need to speak, only the fragmentary jingle sound, betrayed his identity.

He looked at his brother who was soaking in the pool and didn't even open his eyes, pursed his lips, and said in his heart, I haven't seen him for many years, this brother still has such a stinky temper, and the gods will definitely not like such a guy.

Look, isn't it just a place to play in the water now?

He has always liked to look condescendingly at others, and now there is only one person to look up to, of course, maybe not for long.

But he also knew that Ashina would not raise his head to talk to people, and what was even more odious was that even the Khan couldn't let this guy bow his head......

(Make up for the missing chapter yesterday, Ah Cao is interesting enough, right?) What about monthly passes? (To be continued.) )