Due to the successive diversions of the Peacock River, Puchanghai has shrunk day by day, and it has long ceased to be what it used to be.

Loulan, a small oasis on the edge of the desert because of water, was replaced by the current Shanshan State during the Han Dynasty.

But the aborigines who have lived here for generations are still accustomed to calling themselves Loulan people.

Fortunately, the royal city of Loulan's homeland is still there.

As long as the water of Puchanghai does not die for a day, this once prosperous royal city will definitely continue to reproduce forever in this world like the immortal poplar of thousands of years.

The royal city of Loulan and the Kingdom of Khotan are very similar in architectural style.

The flat-roofed government offices and houses of mud bricks are scattered in the shade of poplars.

The noisy and lively commercial street starts from the north gate of Wangcheng, along the gravel road on the left bank of Puchang Sea, and extends beyond the tax card at the north gate.

The items sold in the market are slightly different from those in the royal city of Khotan.

Most of the shops here are Hermes-Epitek from Middle-earth, so the silk trading shops occupy almost half of the street.

Papyrus is a local specialty, and the paper used by officials and common people in the Western Regions comes from Loulan.

Along the shopping street, there are many trading companies selling paper and books scattered in the streets and alleys.

I've heard about the camel market here, and I'm very happy to finally see it today.

In the market, there are Dawan horses, Wusun horses, Xiongnu green horses, and Bactrian camels from the north.

Most of the money earned by merchants from Middle-earth from selling silk was exchanged for horses and camels, which could be doubled when brought back to Han China.

In the royal city of Khotan, the most merchants are jade workshops such as "Chang'an Fang".

The vintage wine was full of energy, and after listening to Kuzhna's beautiful love song yesterday evening, we went back to the house to rest.

It was from that moment that the onset of alcohol began to spin around and the headache was splitting.

The fat sheep beef, honeydew melon berries, and of course the fine wine eaten during the day were all dedicated to the mountain stream that went down the slope behind the room.

After a tossing and turning in the middle of the night, I fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, Kuzhina came and knocked on the door, and I got up from the bunk lazily, as if I had fallen apart.

"Brother Yi slept well last night?"

Kuzhna looked at me and smiled wickedly, and placed a bowl of freshly brewed honey on the wooden table in front of the window.

This ghost girl must have seen my decadence, and perhaps she had known that this would happen.

"It's okay, it's still alive! It's all thanks to you! I smiled wryly.

After washing the mountain spring outside the door and drinking the warm honey water, the internal organs in the body slowly returned to their places, and the person was suddenly refreshed.

"Brother Yi, you are a good wronged person! You yourself boast that you can drink ten bowls of camel milk wine, and these twenty glasses of wine are nothing at all! Kuzhna's eyes widened and she said coquettishly.

"Did I say anything like that?" I was a little puzzled, I can't remember a word of the rhetoric on the stone platform last night, only Kuzhna's singing.

"You said it! Qin Chong, Kulia can testify! Kuzhna laughed as she made my messy bed.

A guy came over while talking and invited us to the lobby for breakfast.

Qin Chong and Kulia had already arrived there first, and they were talking and laughing happily assigning knives, forks, and bowls to the four of us.

For breakfast, there are naan cakes, corn porridge, corned beef, and yokan soup.

All I needed was half a piece of naan and a bowl of wheat porridge, and I couldn't eat it for a while after a night of hangover, and something as greasy as yokan soup.

"Young master, you had a bad stomach yesterday, right? I went to the toilet so many times at night! ”

The red spots on Qin Chong's body have completely faded, and he has returned to his usual spirit, and he is eating naan cakes in yokan soup.

"Why don't you get up and accompany me when you know I'm going out at night?" I asked, a little unpleasantly.

This kid is really a bad sight, and he talks about such filthy things in the dining room.

"You're still not letting people eat!" Kulia on the side shouted with disgust on his face and kicked him hard.

"I—I'm afraid of disturbing the young master's good deeds!"

After speaking, Qin Chong quickly glanced at me and Ku Zhina, and then buried his head and gobbled it up.

During the whole meal, he did not say a word.

Kuzhina's face turned red all of a sudden, and she didn't blame Qin Chong at all, but glared at me with disgust.

Only Kulia squirted all over the ground with a mouth full of food, and the scene was very embarrassing.

And I, however, were very useful, and Qin Chong inadvertently avenged my hangover.

After breakfast, we said goodbye to Mrs. Wusehai, and we rushed to Loulan Wangcheng non-stop.

It was noon when I arrived there, and I was walking along the streets of the royal city with my horse, as if I had come to the homeland where my ancestors lived.

Growing so big, it was the first time I had seen so many Han Chinese.

The old man with long clothes and wide sleeves, a crown and a broad belt, a woman with skin like clotted fat, hair like green silk, and a smile like a flower.

A strong man with beautiful hair and a long sword, as well as a child with a horn and an old woman shaking a fan.

There are too many differences from Han people like grandfather, grandfather, and Qin Chong in my impression.

Perhaps because we have lived in the land of the Hu people in the Western Regions for a long time, we, the children of the authentic Han family, have almost been assimilated by the local aborigines.

Not only does it tend to be Hu Di in terms of food, accent, and clothing, but the overall temperament of people also seems to be Hu Di.

No wonder grandpa ignored his mother's opposition back then, so he sent the young Wuwei and Chang'an younger brother to Luoyang to study without hesitation!

He was originally afraid that after a few generations in a hundred years, we, the children of the Yi family, would forget that the blood of the Han family flowed in our bodies.

"Brother Yi, are you Han?" Kuzhna observed the passers-by on the side of the road, then looked back at me and smiled curiously.

"If it's fake, my grandfather, grandfather, and mother are all Han, and only my grandmother and father have half of the Tocharian blood." I smiled a little helplessly.

"Young Master Yi, you don't look like Hermes-Epitek at all, you're more like a Tocharian!"

Kuzhina is a bit childish, and if my grandfather hears it, she will have to be slapped in the face.

"Nonsense! Our young master has black hair and black eyes! What kind of thing is like you Hu people! ”

Qin Chong argued with Kulia to raise the bar, it seems that in terms of principle and righteousness, he is still a good man who distinguishes between right and wrong.

"Hehe, I also feel more like a Tocharian!" I interrupted the two of them arguing on the street.

"You see, my Tocharian Mandarin is a hundred times smoother than the Middle-earth Ya language, and I prefer the naan of Hudi to the corn of Handi! Looks like I'm really on the right track on this trip to Middle-earth! ”

I laughed despite the surprised eyes of the three of them, and led my horse briskly forward.

Before this, for going to China and Han to do business, I only had the pride of the rivers and lakes and did not have the feelings of family and country that my grandfather always emphasized.

But from this moment on, this feeling of root-seeking has slowly been implanted in my blood.

On the edge of an inn in the shopping street, an inconspicuous Hanshu signboard caught my attention.

"Los Angeles Post"! And such a deal?

I hurriedly beckoned the four of them to tie up their horses under the poplar tree on the side of the street, and turned around and went into the store to take a look.

The person who visited the store was a twenty-eight-year-old Han woman, with a plain long skirt, a colorful hairband that pulled up the black jade-like temples, and a face like peach blossoms and autumn water, a graceful beauty that made people's hearts flutter.

"How many guest officers, do you want to send letters or belongings? Where to send it? The shopkeeper came forward with a smile on her face.

"A letter from home! Send to the Qingfeng Ze Inn in Khotan! ”

I was admiring the beauty of the Han woman, and I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when she asked me coldly, but I quickly came back to my senses.

After being away from home for so long, why don't you write a letter to your mother and Gulando? It also saves them from worrying about being at home.

"I'm sorry officer, our store only does business to the Han land, and we don't act as an agent for the local orders of the Western Regions for the time being. Childe can go to the post station of the official family, and they also handle such business. ”

The sweet Longdi Yayin gave me a feeling of being out of my body.

"May I ask the girl's name, where does she live?" I couldn't help but be like a swinger in the market, inquiring about the birth of other girls' families.

"Little girl Shangguan Yanxi, guest officer, please go slowly!" The shopkeeper restrained her smile and politely raised her hand to receive another guest officer.

For the first time in my life, I ran into a wall in front of a woman, and I returned to the street in a huff.

Before I knew it, Qin Chong and Kulia had already led their horses to the front, and only Kuzhina was by my side.

"It seems that Brother Yi is also an amorous son! The beautiful girls on the street see one and love the other! Kuzhna sneered gloatingly.

"You want more! Hehe, it's the first time I've seen such a pure Han girl, so it's a bit of a gaffe! ”

"Childe, don't quibble! But I also want to advise Brother Yi, as amorous as Childe, there is no way to survive on the trade road you walk! ”

After finishing speaking, Kurina ignored me a little angrily, and quickly stepped forward to chase after Qin Chong and them.