Beisai, the border of Yunzhou City, since Ling Hulun came here to serve as the governor, and the solemn cooperation of the governor of Zhuozhou at the same time, strong and enterprising, and the Turkic army-for-tat, although the casualties are not serious, the military achievements are not obvious, and even from time to time there will be news of defeat, but the border under the feet of the border, in the past, was full of broken walls, barren farmland, but now it is a dry grassland, the Great Zhou people are guarded behind.

Deng Huaiyu, the secretary of the Honglu Temple, stood on the border line with a huge and brilliant guard of honor, hunting with flags, stretching out for dozens of miles, as the highest protocol chief of the Great Zhou, he has been running continuously on the northern and southern borders of the Great Zhou, the small vassal states and tribes, as well as the attached fetters of the country, can be handed over to the deputy to meet, Tubo, Khitan and Later Turkic, these three are not sluggish, he is a little grateful to the Tubo Great Minister Qinling set off early, if not, he is afraid that he is a doppelganger.

Linghu Lun exhausted the Yunzhou army, guarded the two wings, laid sentry scouts for hundreds of miles around, and arranged an ambush in the rear, and was in a state of vigilance at any time.

"Linghu Dudu, Mo Si is here to congratulate, you don't have to be so nervous" Deng Huaiyu smiled bitterly when he saw this, he didn't believe that Mo Si dared to risk the world's condemnation and attack the Qin Cha who greeted the mission.

"Deng Siqing doesn't know anything, the Turks are cunning and cunning, and they do everything, which is completely different from the benevolence and kindness of the people of the Central Plains, no matter how careful they are, it is not too much" made Hulun's expression serious and did not change his original intention.

Benevolence? Deng Huaiyu thought of the blood-stained turmoil in the DPRK and China, and his mood was depressed, so he closed his mouth and said no more.

As he spoke, there was a lot of smoke and dust in the distance, the sound of horses' hooves was like thunder, the white flags were overwhelming, and the black horses pulled up a long black line in the sky, and the ground shook violently.

Deng Huaiyu raised his hand and waved it lightly, and the accompanying honor guard played a heavy and agitated welcome song, and the dancing girls of the teaching workshop danced, their dancing posture and dress were integrated into the Turkic style, wearing Hu Fu breeches, dancing delicate and feminine, with a touch of bold and rough, with a unique charm.

Mo Si was a bearded man, with a majestic and powerful physique, with sharp eyes, straddling a tall horse, condescendingly, admiring the chic dance carefully prepared for him, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Deng Huaiyu, the secretary of the Xiaguan Honglu Temple, was ordered to welcome the Khan" After singing and dancing, Deng Huaiyu walked quickly to the horse, affectionate and solemn, and bowed down.

Mo Si Khan's face sank, and he was about to have a seizure on the spot, a thin nobleman beside him pulled his sleeve, so that he could hold down his anger, and just snorted coldly, "I have heard for a long time that the people of the Central Plains attach great importance to etiquette, and you dare to be so slow when you see your empress?" ”

"Khan Rongyu, His Majesty Feng Fei Ninety-Five, President Wanfang Zhaomin, is the supreme in the world, the etiquette to welcome the Khan, and also personally opened the Chrysostom to ask, although he did not dare to be grand, it should be regarded as a sincere fist, as for the number of official courtesies, the Khan personally came to congratulate His Majesty, the intentions are extremely good and beautiful, it is a matter of pleasure for all the people, and the merit is great, and the lower officials do not dare to mess up the number of etiquette, and hurt the Khan's meritorious work" Deng Huaiyu did not mention a word, but the inside was full of bones, you came to congratulate, you are a courtier, there is a difference between respect and inferiority, and it is impossible to pay a big salute.

Mo Si Khan held his breath, whipped his horse, regardless of the so-called etiquette process, wanted to go straight into the country, but Ling Hu Lun did not agree, raised his arms and shouted to meet the enemy, the drum horn sounded, the Yunzhou army pressed together, into the confrontation of the two armies, Mo Si was furious, the thin nobleman pulled Mo Si's sleeves a few times, this time it was useless, Mo Si raised the whip is a beating, after the beating, Mo Si changed to a person, with a smile on his face, "Ben Khan is not far away, to congratulate the Emperor of the Great Zhou, the etiquette is simple, Ben Khan will not be held accountable, What are these swords, spears, and halberds doing? Although Ben Khan is magnanimous, he must not deceive others too much."

After such a rake, Deng Huaiyu could only suffer it, and if he didn't give the steps, the khan was afraid that he wouldn't be able to get down, so he dragged Ling Hulun up, and asked for forgiveness with great insincerity, and welcomed him into Yunzhou City.

Between the banquets, Mo Si did not produce any more moths, the guests and hosts were happy, and when the wine was hot, he spit out a sentence that I don't know if it was a drunken word or a true word, "This Khan has a daughter, she is extremely beautiful, she is the pearl of the grassland, and she is willing to marry the royal children of the Great Zhou Dynasty and marry a good ...... forever."

“…… Condition, condition, help me get the land of the Pine Desert...... Solidify my sweat position......"

After finishing speaking, I fell asleep.

Deng Huaiyu and Ling Hulun glanced at each other, shocked and inexplicable, the land of the pine desert is a part of the Andong Protectorate, but in fact, it is in the hands of the Khitan, this transaction is a big matter, and it is related to the military plan.

That night, the two of them had their own actions, and ordered Hulun to write a letter, handed it over to the military carrier pigeon, and sent it to Zhuozhou Zheng first, and then he forwarded it to the Shendu Power Office.

Deng Huaiyu was not so refreshing, he couldn't sleep all night, writing a piece of music for a while, writing a letter for a while, writing two kinds of texts and tearing them, tearing them up and writing again, and so on.

The golden rooster reported the dawn, Deng Huaiyu opened the door of the study, and what he held in his hand was a letter, not a song.

"If you talk after drinking, you can't show it to the court, but it's okay to have a casual conversation with friends" The guard quickly rode away, and Deng Huaiyu comforted himself.

He tried his best to forget that the waves in the DPRK and China were turbulent, and one of his letters might have caused an unknown conspiracy whirlpool.

On the eighteenth day of the first year of Ruyi, Dali Temple Zhengdi Guangyuan completed the thorough investigation of the murder of Quanbi and returned to Shendu from Xin'an County.

He already knew that the gods were fighting viciously, Wu Chenghe's party was arrogant and had the upper hand, his father and others were barely supporting, crumbling, Sima Chengzhen died tragically, Wei Yuanzhong was exiled, Lou Shide was dismissed, the thief party was chasing after him, and the spearhead was directed at Su Wei, who was secretly exerting force, and Ji Ji's traitors and thieves came out one after another, which has become a big problem for his henchmen.

Di Guangyuan hurried all the way, and traveled to the outskirts of Shendu in the evening, he couldn't wait, pressed a bag he was carrying, which was hard and bulging, all of which were evidence, gritted his teeth, and ordered a team of officials to go straight to the Wei Palace.

Seeing that his subordinates have left the arrow, Di Guangyuan's strength has dispersed most of it, the so-called buy and leave, this team of officials has been dispatched, and the personnel have been exhausted, no matter whether they succeed or fail, they can only obey the destiny of heaven.

"There is a temple in front of you, go in and rest for a while, and then go after using a vegetarian meal" Di Guangyuan got off the horse with difficulty, as if he was falling apart.

Dragging his tired body up the stairs, Di Guangyuan raised his eyes and looked at the door plaque, and the words of the Vedic Protector Bodhisattva Temple came into view.

"Protecting the Dharma, but I don't know who is protecting and whose family is learning"

Di Guangyuan's lips trembled slightly, muttering to himself, he obeyed his father's will, took defending Li Tang as his own responsibility, served dogs and horses, and did not dare to complain, seeing that there were many storms in the DPRK, and countless people were martyred in the festival of death.

"Is it worth it" Di Guangyuan was at a loss, and it was really difficult to understand.

"Well, it's my turn" Di Guangyuan entered the temple, discussed with the monks, opened a vegetarian meal, but had no intention of eating and drinking, and the attendants and officials were also preoccupied, no one spoke, only the sound of dry chewing remained, he leaned on a pillar, physically and mentally exhausted, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, and slowly recovered.

With a sudden sinking of his hand, Di Guangyuan woke up suddenly, looked around, and only saw a corner of gray monk's robe, which quickly disappeared into a bamboo forest.

It was a stone, wrapped in a piece of ephedra paper, and the handwriting on it was sloppy and ugly.

"Don't use Wu Yanxiu, it's useful"

Di Guangyuan's brain was clever, he jumped up, and in the extraordinary period, he would rather believe it, and ordered with his head held high, "Hugh wants to eat again, start at speed, catch up with the front team, withdraw the order, I lost all my colleagues today, and I will invite you to enjoy a meal at the inn to compensate for it."

"Yes" Many entourages suddenly received the order, threw down their rice bowls, and galloped out, prancing horses and whips, and the sound of hurried horses' hooves broke through the cold moonlit night.

(End of chapter)