Chapter 176: The Decline of the King and Sun

Wang Ping'an's people looked over there, and they saw a large crowd of people surrounded by an earthen wall, and all of them were rich slaves. There should be someone in the crowd, but from the angle they are in now, they can't see the people inside.

Wang Ping'an raised his chin and motioned for someone to take a look, Ouyang Li understood, strode forward, stretched out his hand to push away everyone, and shouted: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, gather together on a hot day, aren't you afraid of prickly heat!" ”

The slaves were laughing at the people inside, and suddenly felt pain in their backs, and some of them shouted: "Oh, who brought the rolling pin, can you use this thing to stab people!" ”

Some shouted, "Lightly, lightly, my waist is long!" ”

The slaves turned around one after another, wanting to see who was so domineering and played tricks on their heads!

Ouyang Li widened his eyes and shouted: "Son, flash to both sides for grandpa, flash slowly, one person and one punch, specifically hit the bridge of the nose!" ”

The slaves don't know who he is, but looking at his appearance, he is obviously not easy to mess with, and he is definitely a horizontal character. The more horizontal the others, the more afraid they were, and naturally they didn't dare to offend Ouyang Li, so they had to retreat to both sides, and they didn't even dare to show their dissatisfied expressions!

Wang Ping'an was funny in his heart, don't look at Ouyang Li's rudeness, it's not a thing, but sometimes it's really good, you can bluff a group of people!

The crowd dispersed on both sides, and he could see the people inside, only to see a tall bearded man lying on his back facing the sky under the earthen wall, this bearded man was as skinny as wood, with one arm missing, and his whole body was extremely tattered, and he could only cover the important parts.

Next to this Hu man sat a woman who was also thin and thin, but she was in her thirties, but she looked like a native of the Central Plains, not a Hu person, her clothes were also tattered, not much better than fishing nets, and her face was expressionless, very numb.

And Hu Ren was lying on his stomach an eleven or twelve-year-old child, the same rags, crying loudly, his mouth kept shouting something, it sounded like it should be Turkic, I don't know what he was shouting!

Wang Ping'an looked around and said softly: "In this city, there are a lot of Hu people, is this a market that specializes in Hu people?" ”

Ouyang Yi whispered: "Back to the master's words, the Hu people's lives are cheap, the price is cheap, no matter whether they are killed or disabled, the master's family will neither eat lawsuits nor bear the name of tyranny, so everyone likes to buy and sell Hu people!" ”

Wang Ping'an sighed, nodded slightly, slowly walked to the earthen wall, approached, and asked, "This Hu man is dead?" ”

Ouyang Li hurriedly squatted down, probed Hu Ren's snort, and said, "It's almost there, it is estimated that it will be a matter of breath for a while!" ”

Wang Ping'an also squatted down, wanting to show the Hu man, Ouyang Li hurriedly pushed the child on the Hu man aside, and said, "Go, go and play!" ”

Wang Ping'an frowned and said: "Don't be like this, let people see it, they will say that you are very cruel!" Grabbed Hu Ren's hand, called the pulse, shook his head silently, and opened Hu Ren's mouth again, sighing: "It's hopeless, it's caused by hunger, it's been too long, and there is no cure!" ”

The woman suddenly spoke, and her voice was hoarse, and she spoke in the Central Plains. She said: "It's good to be dead, it's clean to be dead, and it's finally liberated!" The expression was still numb, it seemed that she and this Hu man should be husband and wife, and this child was their son.

The child obviously understood the Central Plains dialect, and when he heard his mother say this, he threw himself on his father and began to cry, crying and crying, but speaking Turkic, which seemed to be his mother tongue, and when people were in a hurry, they often only spoke their mother tongue.

A slave who was watching from the sidelines said: "This son, you don't have to worry about him, this kind of slut is everywhere, I heard that their Turks have civil strife, I don't know how many people run to our Central Plains, you can take care of them all, and you can't control them!" ”

Wang Ping'an shook his head and didn't speak. But Ouyang Li whispered: "Master, this kid is calling his father in Turkic dialect, could it be the declining emperor's grandson, do you want me to ask him what his name is?" ”

Although the voice was low, the woman next to her heard it clearly, and said: "The child is small, and he is talking nonsense, if he is the emperor and grandson, how can we come to the market to plant grass signs, wouldn't that discredit the ancestors?" ”

As soon as she said this, Wang Ping'an and Ouyang Li shouted at the same time, and even Di Renjie behind him came out.

The child is the truth, as for selling himself, only by surviving can people make a comeback, and when they die, the name of their ancestors will not be able to turn over, and if they can bend and stretch, they are the big husbands, and what is there to discredit them!

Wang Ping'an turned around and gestured to Ke Lianwu, Ke Lianwu understood, took off the hairpin on his head at the moment, and handed it to Wang Ping'an. Wang Ping'an said: "Let him say a few last words!" "Use a hairpin to pierce the Hu people's acupoints.

Hu Ren's throat swelled, uh, and slowly woke up, his eyes moved, but his head and neck could not turn. When the boy saw that he had woken up, she threw himself up and wept again, and the woman leaned down, for though she was so strong-mouthed, she did not want her husband to die! This Hu man was never able to speak, and he couldn't leave any last words.

Ke Lianwu asked in a low voice, "Young Master, do you want to give him some water?" ”

Wang Ping'an shook his head and said, "You give him water to drink now, as soon as the water enters his throat, he will die immediately!" When he got closer, he knew that it was impossible for this Hu man to last long, so he asked bluntly: "Are there people who are not at ease, but the two of them?" ”

The bearded man's eyelids blinked slightly, and his eyes turned to the woman and the child.

Ouyang Li leaned into Wang Ping'an's ear and said in a very low voice: "Master, this barbarian can understand the Central Plains dialect, maybe it is really a declining royal family!" ”

Wang Ping'an frowned and glanced at him, this family has fallen into such a situation, is it a Turkic royal family, what does it matter?

He said to this Hu again: "I am a doctor, I see that this child is good, and I want to accept him as a disciple, are you willing?" ”

Hu Ren's eyes widened instantly, and then he blinked quickly, but with this expression, he couldn't tell whether he agreed or disagreed!

Wang Ping'an added: "When the child grows up, let him bury your ashes in the place where you were born!" ”

Hu Ren suddenly became excited, his body arched high, and there were a few loud noises in his throat! Suddenly, his body collapsed, and he was out of breath!

The woman and the child wept loudly, and they all threw themselves on Hu Ren!

In the human market, there are people with miserable backgrounds, hearing the sad voice of this girl, many people also cried, of course they are not crying Hu people, but crying for their own life experience!

Wang Ping'an stood up, speechless, the maid ring and his entourage behind him were also silent, and those rich slaves couldn't help but show a little pity on their faces, and they all shook their heads and walked away!

Ouyang Li said: "Don't cry, people can't be resurrected after death......"

Wang Ping'an waved his hand and said: "Don't stop it, let them cry, they must cry, otherwise these two girls will be choked!" ”

It took a long time for the two of them to cry down. Wang Ping'an bent down and said, "Do you believe in Buddhism, do you know that people have an afterlife?" ”

The woman and the child shook their heads together, as if they were not Buddhists.

Wang Ping'an pointed to the sky and said to the child: "Look, that's your father, he is about to go to heaven, but he can't bear you, he is looking back at you!" ”

The child raised his head, his eyes were misty, but he could not see what was in the sky!

Wang Ping'an turned to the woman and said, "I know a high monk, his monastery in Xi is spacious enough to take in your mother and son, and your husband's body can also be parked in the temple, would you like to go with us?" ”

The woman raised her head and looked at Wang Ping'an, she didn't speak for a long time, and when she saw Wang Ping'an frowning, she said, "Thank you for this kind person, you can take my child away, I want to stay with my husband." ”

"What's the trouble!" Wang Ping'an stood up, glanced at Ding Danruo and Ke Lianwu, and then at the kid Nunu.

The two little girls suddenly understood, stepped forward to persuade, and pulled the ground to help the woman and the child up, and Ouyang Li and the others acted even more quickly, so it took a short time to get a door panel, put Hu Ren on it, and carried it away.

The woman couldn't, so she had to pull the child and follow behind, but she never wanted the two little girls to get too close to the child.

The Hibiscus Garden couldn't be done, and everyone returned to the Inspiration Temple.

On the way, Wang Ping'an asked Ke Lianwu and said, "After returning to the temple, you go and ask, don't ask the woman, she won't tell you the truth, go and ask the child." Be skillful when asking, and I'll teach you ......"

Ke Lianwu shook his head and said, "Young Master, you forgot that I am a Turk." Needless to say, they are Turkic Khitins. ”

Wang Ping'an was stunned for a moment, looked at the Hu man on the door panel, and whispered: "Can you tell from your appearance?" ”

Ke Lianwu said: "When I pulled that kid just now, I looked at the back of his ear, and there was a golden wolf head pierced with it, which was the symbol of the royal family of the Khitin tribe. ”

After a pause, she looked around, saw that everyone didn't care about looking this way, and let her talk to the young master, so she lowered her voice and said: "That Hu man must not be the Khan of the Khitin Department, nor is he the eldest son, he can only be a little king, and this child is not qualified to inherit the throne according to his identity, otherwise his golden wolf head should be pierced in the chest, not behind the ear." ”

"Oh, that's it. What if all the people of the royal family are dead, and he is the only one left? Wang Ping'an asked.

Ke Lianwu said: "Of course, he can only inherit the throne, but seeing that they have all been exiled to Chang'an, it is estimated that the entire tribe has perished." There are no tribes on the steppe, so what's the point of not being a khan! ”

Wang Ping'an sighed and didn't say anything more.

Temple of Manna.

There were hundreds of eunuchs and palace maids standing outside the palace, although the sun was big and terrifying, but the eunuchs and palace maids were all motionless, letting the beads of sweat drip on the ground, and no one dared to wipe it.

The breeze gently blows the pearl curtain, making a rattling sound, the sound is pleasant, the sound of the bead curtain is the only sound in the whole hall!

Suddenly, a roar came from the hall: "Zhi'er, why don't you come yet, urge again!" ”

A eunuch in his sixties walked out of the hall with a gloomy face, and said viciously to the little eunuch standing outside: "His Royal Highness the Prince again." Also, drag out the dog that was sent out just now, and kill him with a cane! This kind of useless dog, what's the use of keeping it! ”

The little eunuch trembled and said, "Yes, yes, the chief manager!" ”

Inside the hall, after the dragon book case.

Li Shimin, who has gray hair and has seen old age, sits on the case, he is not very old, but he is riddled with diseases, whenever he is tired, his chest hurts badly, like a knife. But he is the emperor, and the music he deals with every day is like a mountain of accumulation, and he will bow down to happy events, as an emperor, it is too good to say, but as a middle-aged and elderly person, there is a big problem with the maintenance of the body.

In recent times, he has been losing his temper more and more often. The reason is that people from the border pass have been coming for several days, and there are always secret reports, and every time the secret reports are there, they say that there are a few fewer Turkic tribes, and the war on the steppe is about to end!

The fact that there are fewer Turkic tribes means that the small tribes are being annexed, while the larger tribes are getting stronger and stronger, and the war is coming to an end, and the steppe may be reunited. And this situation is by no means what Li Shimin wants to see.

During the Sui and Tang dynasties, the policy of the Central Plains Dynasty towards the tribes of the steppe was very simple, but extremely effective, that is, to govern Hu with Hu, and in the Sui Dynasty, this policy was simply applied to the point of reaching the peak!

For example, when the Khitan invaded the border, the monarchs and ministers of the Sui Dynasty would not send troops at all, but the famous minister Wei Yunqi rode alone, took a holy decree to the grassland, borrowed troops from the Turks, and destroyed the Khitan. When the Khitan was destroyed, the genocidal policy was implemented, Wei Yunqi drew his sword and pillars, and all the Khitan men who were higher than the hilt of the sword were killed, in fact, women and children, half of them were rewarded to the Turks, and half were brought back to the Central Plains.

When it came to the Tang Dynasty, Li Shimin also adopted this policy, he always supported a weak one to fight another strong one, and the weak one won with the support of the Tang Dynasty and was made a khan, and Li Shimin would support another tribe after changing hands. In this way, the Turkic khans did not die well, and were always killed by the rebels!

As soon as the Turkic khan died, the Tang Dynasty immediately sent troops to quell the rebellion, killed a large number of people, destroyed the rebels, avenged the khan, and then set up a new khan, and then supported the next rebel general......

This method has made the grassland into a miasma, and after years of fighting, even if there is a khan, it is almost the same as not, and it has never been truly unified, but it only took a few decades for the Tang Dynasty to divide the former powerful grassland empire into its own territory!

Li Shimin closed the chapter and thought: "The various departments of the grassland must not be unified, and they must become the territory of my Datang!" I may not be able to do it in this life, but my son must do it! ”

Thinking that Li Zhiwentao was not good, and Wu Luo was even more not, Li Shimin was upset again, slapped the dragon book case heavily, and shouted: "Zhi'er, why don't you come yet!" ”

The old eunuch trotted into the hall and said, "Your Majesty, the old slave has already sent someone to urge, His Royal Highness the Prince...... Already on the way! ”

Li Shimin snorted and said, "What has the prince been reading recently?" ”

The old eunuch was covered in sweat, and he didn't dare to say that he didn't know, so he had to say vaguely: "Old slave, before, I went to the East Palace a few days ago and saw His Royal Highness the Prince...... I'm working on Pingxuan! ”

"What you said is equivalent to not saying it!" Li Shimin was very angry. Since ancient times, the dispute between the level and the informality is an eternal topic, which is not clear in this life, and can be used for perfunctory at any time!

Li Shimin snorted again and said, "Since I am studying Pingxuan, then I will test his poetry talent and see what kind of good poems he can make!" ”