The Uighur royal city, prosperous and rich, was far from what he had imagined, and the people here were so powerful and indifferent that they did not identify with him not only as a prince of the Uighurs, but also with the currency he had brought with him—the noble prince of the city suddenly became poorer than a beggar, and even cheaper than a slave.

His bodyguards defended his dignity to the death, and they went out to work as part-time laborers to support the fallen prince.

The prince thought differently, and he took his companion incognito to a Uighur barbecue restaurant, where he worked as a humble dishwasher. The prince wanted to experience the life of ordinary Uighurs, but as to why he did so, no one would tell him, and no one else could fathom him.

In order to attract customers, this barbecue restaurant hires a large number of Cannesian women as escorts.

The Uighurs were roughly divided into seven tribes, the southernmost part of the high mountains, adjacent to the Uighur tribes, who had more contacts, and they were influenced by the extravagant life of the Uighurs, who admired material goods and money, and had long since lost the tenacity and courage of the Uighurs, and suffered repeated defeats in successive tribal wars, and many of their tribes were forced to leave their homeland and go south to the Uighur royal city to seek a living.

With a pure white complexion, tall stature, convex and concave figures, angular facial contours, high noses, deep-set eye sockets, and eyes full of enchanting mysterious turquoise blue, the Gyashi women were very popular in the royal Uighur cities, and the wealthy Uighurs were willing to spend a lot of money on them.

Merchants who smell business opportunities are willing to spend a lot of money to hire young and beautiful girls to entertain in the store to attract customers.

If it's just a business, it's okay, after all, it's a matter of consensual thinking, you get his money, he gets your young body, which the little prince of the tribe of Gusta Daus recognizes.

But if someone bullies and forces his people to do what she doesn't want to do, that's a different matter.

Tonight, when three wealthy Uighurs dragged one of his fellow Uighurs into a backyard firewood house and forced her to do what she did not want to do, the owner of the barbecue shop, instead of standing up for justice, aided in the abuse, and tried to trick his people into giving up their resistance and cooperating with them to reap the benefits.

The little prince was furious, and with a roar, a stack of freshly washed porcelain plates turned into a rain of porcelain and poured down on the villains who had assaulted his own girl, and a scuffle ensued.

The descendants of the prairie eagle, with two enemies and three, won a big victory, defeated the villains and rescued the beauty, but failed to be a hero, the beauty thought he was troublesome and smashed her good job.

The little prince of Daurs was furious, and he beat the shameless man of his kind, and then slammed the door. The scuffle in the backyard did not alarm the people in the front room, the little prince struck quickly, accurately, and tactically, and the three wealthy Uighur men who were looking for pleasure did not have time to react before they suffered defeat and lay down.

The bad thing happened to the little prince who was punished by the little prince of the same clan, who was not ashamed to be beaten and dared to shout, and her shouting caused the little prince to fall into an encounter with three other Uighur men.

Without the hero's urge to save the beauty, the little prince played abnormally, and with a pig-like companion as a stumbling block, the little prince was defeated by three drunken rich Uighur men in this unexpected encounter.

If it weren't for Li Mao's intervention, his fate at this moment would only be worse than his companion Ah Ming, Ah Ming still knows how to advance and retreat, but Ah Re, who is used to being a master, is always a tendon, and this kind of character is very vulnerable to double persecution by the abuser.

"Thank you for saving your life."

The life-saving pill quickly took effect, and Ah Ge's spirit improved significantly, and he thanked Li Mao in stumbling Chinese.

Soon after he arrived in the royal city, he heard that there was a country called Tang in the far south, and his capital was rich, prosperous, and huge, even inferior to the Uighur royal city, the "capital of all nations."

Extremely disappointed in Wangcheng, Ah Ge began to learn Chinese, hoping to continue his journey south to Chang'an.

Li Mao glanced at Ah Re's companion Ah Ming, and the child still had a happy smile on his face after he died.

"When the road is uneven, he draws a knife to help. You're welcome. Li Mao said lightly, and he was suddenly full of hatred for the little prince in front of him.

"Thanks, thanks."

The little prince's miserable white eyes rolled upwards as he said this, and his gaze was as fierce as a wolf, and after he finished speaking, he lowered his head and thought about his thoughts.

Li Mao sat back between Qin Mo and Zhang Qi.

"What's the matter, it's not good to be rewarded for doing good deeds, the wolf cub doesn't even have a word of thanks."

"Who said no, he 'thanked' Brother Mao twice in a row." Zhang Qi, who was used to singing against Qin Mo, couldn't help but refute Qin Mo's sour remarks, "I was wronged, but I was beaten for saving people." ”

Zhang Qi rubbed a green ridge on his arm and muttered dissatisfiedly.

"You deserve it, who made your eyes less active."

"If you two still have the strength, let's study how we can get out without revealing our identities."

"Difficult."

"Difficult."

The two retreated in the face of the difficulty and closed their mouths one after another.

At the third watch of the night, the door to the cell was opened, and a Uighur civil servant dressed in brocade and jade belt entered the prison with a reserved look, pinching his nose and his eyes arrogantly sweeping over the prisoners squatting in the wet cells.

His gaze finally fell on Li Mao and the others, and then he called the cell boss, indicated Li Mao's location, explained two sentences, and then withdrew. The cell boss confessed to the prison and also withdrew.

The cell door opened immediately, and the prisoner brought out Li Mao and the others.

When the three of them came to the outside of the cell, the Uighur civil official stepped forward and bowed his hand, "But the guests from Caozhou of the Tang Dynasty?" ”

Li Mao said: "Exactly. ”

The civil official said: "A certain is the royal historian of the king's tent, can the guest have grievances to sue?" ”

Li Mao said: "Detaining a good person for no reason is a big grievance." ”

The civil official bowed to the side, made a gesture of invitation, and said: "Since there is a grievance, please follow me back to the imperial history account to complain about the grievance." ”

Li Mao was dressed in a full robe, and followed him out of the night guard cell, and on the street outside the cell, three luxuriously decorated carriages were parked in the desert, and the accompanying guards were all covered with black cloaks, which looked very strange on this cold street.

A noblewoman in a cloak stood in front of the carriage, and the civil official of the imperial history account led Li Mao and the three to the noblewoman, and did not introduce them, but bowed deeply to the noblewoman, then took three steps back, turned and left.

The noble lady squatted down to Li Mao and said, "Your guest is frightened and inconsiderate, please forgive me." ”

After finishing speaking, Li Mao and the three of them were led into a carriage in the middle.

The curtain was lowered and the carriage was activated. Zhang Qi asked nervously, "Where are we going?" ”

Qin Mo said: "Don't go anywhere, go home and sleep." (Dissertation College)