Chapters 1, 2 and 3 are all about beauty

"Noblest city lord, your servant comes from the glorious city of Parthia, a subject of my great King Gertarzes.

Hearing that a majestic and glorious city has risen in this beautiful grassland, your humble servant Bazel wants to see if he can open up a trade route. ”

The majestic and bearded Bazel saluted Yun Lang's chest.

Yun Lang thought about it for a long time, and he didn't know where Parthia City was, and he didn't know anything about the so-called King of Gertarzes.

In the history books, a dynasty, an era, often only a few lines of words, between three or five numbers, dozens of hundreds of years have passed.

It was a great pain for a person like Yun Lang, because for him, decades were his life, and those simple messages were basically of no use to him.

Since everyone's sycophants have been sent, Yun Lang can only nod again and again, pointing at the camel with a horsewhip and saying, "This thing is good, can you sell some of it?" ”

Bazeel hurriedly smiled and said, "Venerable City Lord, your needs are the mission of Bazel's existence. ”

Yun Lang couldn't help laughing, took out a piece of gold from his arms and threw it to Bazel and said, "Go find it, I need a hundred!" ”

Bazel caught Jin Zi and smiled and showed his mouth full of big yellow teeth, pointed to the more than ten camels he brought, and said, "These are twelve of them, and the remaining eighty-eight camels will be sent to you as soon as possible." ”

Yun Lang nodded, and took the men and horses to the barracks, the soldiers had walked a lot more today, and they were already tired.

During the meal, Huo Qu was puzzled and said, "What do we want so many camels for?" ”

Yun Lang said with a smile: "You have to take the Western Regions Road in the future, and you can't do it without camels." ”

"How many things can a camel carry?"

"It's not how much a camel can carry, it's that when you go into the desert, you can't carry anything without a camel."

"Why?"

Yun Lang swallowed a mouthful of food and said, "You just need to know that in the desert, there is no better way to transport goods than camels." ”

Huo Quzhi touched his nose and knew what Yun Lang was worried about, so he took out a scroll of documents from his arms and handed it to Yun Lang and said: "Ah Xiang has arrived at Baishan Mountain, and the letter said that he will arrive at the surrendered city in six days, and now he should have walked half the way, and in three or four days, he should come back no matter what." ”

"How many soldiers and horses did you bring? Where are the soldiers and horses? Yun Lang asked as he opened the paperwork.

"Two thousand feather forest army, fully loaded, standard, one person and two horses, this time Ah Xiang put Gongsun Ao very miserable."

Yun Lang sighed after reading Cao Xiang's paperwork and said, "I can finally relax, I'm always hanging my heart these days, it's not comfortable." ”

Huo Quzhi saw that Yun Lang was relieved and asked with a smile, "How are you going to deal with that Hu Shang?" ”

Yun Lang said with a smile: "After he sends the rest of the camels, he will be recruited into the army, the language of the people of the Western Regions is completely different from ours, we need a well-informed tongue man." ”

"If you want a rich businessman to be your tongue man, I'm afraid people won't do it."

"Kill if you don't do it!"

Yun Lang said it neatly, he didn't think it was worth wasting more tongue on a merchant or robber.

Out of the Han settlement, to a strange environment, a Han people's moral concept will go with the flow.

Su Zhi cheered that she had obtained a new drug, and she was now short of a female patient to try it.

For this reason, she led a group of Qiang women all over the city to search for patients, and in the end, she found seven or eight patients who were suitable for using the drug frankincense.

With new things and a new way forward, Yunlang is not so valuable.

Bazel could not remain in the city, so he left the city as the sun was about to set.

When he left the surrendered city, Bazel was very regretful, and he wanted to use the money to buy off the soldiers and those officials who guarded the gate, so that he could stay in the surrendered city.

As a result, none of those people accepted his money, and one of the officials even rebuked him, which Baazel did not expect.

Yun Lang guessed correctly, Bazel was the Xiongnu spy who came to test the reality of the surrendered city, although he worked for the Huns, he was not a subordinate of the Huns.

As Zhao Ponu said, they are a group of robbers and a camel caravan merchant.

Wealth is far away......

This is the Persian maxim, and it is because of this maxim that the Persians do not hesitate to travel thousands of mountains and rivers to distant places in search of opportunities for wealth.

Every time they go out to do business, it is a great adventure for them.

Conquest and possession have always been the eternal topics of the great Aryans.

For Bazel, this land is strange and fresh, and he is just very strange that there is such a powerful race as the Xiongnu in this almost wild land.

Now, in the surrendered city, he saw another powerful race called the Han people.

If you compare carefully, the Han people are more like the distant Roman Empire, their weapons are more advanced, their clothes are more ornate, and even their faces are more delicate than those of the Huns.

Whether it was the grim black-armored general or the city lord in the ornate robes, just by virtue of their handsome faces, they were qualified to step into the temple of the sun god Mithra.

And those filthy Huns were a bunch of savage madmen, and if it weren't for the fact that half of his caravan was caged by the Huns, the proud Bazel would not have obeyed their assignment to the Han Chinese.

"Manu, is our business profitable today?"

Bazel led a donkey and asked his companion.

The fat Manu said happily: "Naturally, there is a profit, not to mention those woolen clothes, Bazel, look at what this is!" ”

As he spoke, Manu took out a small bag from his bosom, and when he opened it carefully, a piece of pale blue silk unfolded in the wind in an instant......

"Bazel, this thing is so beautiful that only Anahita, the goddess of rivers, is qualified to wear it on her body...... Bazel, this is a peerless treasure! ”

Bazel's hand rested lightly on the silk, feeling the silk's unique slippery feeling, as if he was caressing the skin of a beauty.

"Where did it come from?"

"I was given to a beautiful woman like Anahita, the goddess of rivers, who exchanged this for all my frankincense."

"Huns?"

"No, no, no, Bazel, she's not a Hun, she's a noble Han, at least that's what those black women call her.

Some even call her the lady of the city lord.

Bazel, such a beauty is worth the risk, and if I can catch this beauty and present it to my king, my king will not indulge in the beauty of Cleopatra and Thea, and the benevolent governor of Whitt will not be imprisoned in the Black Forest. (Emperor Tiuk VII of the Sabbath dynasty married the wife of the previous emperor, Cleopatra, and Thea was not Cleopatra!) ）

Bazel whistled loudly, then smiled slightly, "Manu, you have forgotten that you are no longer a loyal guard officer, but a merchant or a horse thief.

Whatever the King and his queen do in the majestic palace has nothing to do with us, at least, he will not collect any of our taxes.

We will now tell the king of the Huns what we have seen, that there are two thousand fully armored troops in that city, and there are strong cities, such a place that his small tribe can conquer.

Even though he put all of our friends in wooden cages, I was willing to tell him the truth about what I saw.

After all, we also need his friendship. ”

"Bazel, think about it, catching that woman is ten thousand times better than you can do business for the rest of your life.

We just have to take a small risk......"

"Is that woman really as beautiful as you portray?"

"Bazel, I swear by the name of my ancestors, and my poor words are not enough to describe her beauty."

Seeing Manu beating his chest with a swear, Bazel said suspiciously: "Don't think I don't believe you, I just don't believe in your eyes, after all, a woman like Raph who weighs a donkey is what meets your appetite."

Manu, are you sure that this beauty you are talking about is lighter than this donkey? ”