On the banks of the Euphrates, the mountain springs gushing from the mountains of Ancatolia rush all the way to the east, and the sound of the water is venting and nourishing the ancient Mesopotamian plains and nourishing the ancient civilizations that have flourished to this day, but the sound of the rushing river cannot suppress the sound of quarrels. [This site has a new domain name. initials, previously registered accounts can still be used]

This is where the sound of fierce quarrels comes from in a large round tent, and has been spreading for more than three months, but unfortunately, the prolonged arguments do not help to alleviate the contradictions, but rather tear apart the sharp conflicts of interests even more ugly.

"The murderer must be punished first, Syria will never recognize a caliphate with whom the murderer is covered, and a new caliphate must be elected!" According to these two blood-stained Arab robes, shaking his beard, the Syrian governor in his fifties, Muawiyah, was trembling with anger and roaring loudly.

It's a pity that countless times of request, but the same answer has been obtained countless times, the silk pan head from China, dressed in a neat caliph robe of the stars, moon and sun, with a round face and a long beard, the fourth generation of the Arab Empire caliph Ali, Muhammad's appearance and son-in-law, the expected Islamic leader still shook his head so kindly and patiently.

"My election as caliph is the ruling of Allah, and the blood of the Ottoman caliph will definitely be investigated, but in the kingdom of Allah, the emir of Mu'awiyah, you must not disobey the will of Allah, you must surrender Syria and the military power of the Byzantine pagans, and the rest of the caliph is slowly answering you."

Mu'awiyah's head swelled, but this time, the supreme leader of the Umayyad family, who was also the representative of the interests of the nobles of the Qurayed clan, did not jump like thunder as before, but lowered his head gloomily.

"Ali, do you really think that you are the rightful caliph under the will of Allah?"

"Allah has given his servants the right to rule the Islamic nation." Ali was still so humble and kind to hold his chest and bow his head, as if Muhammad was alive, and the generals on Mu'awiyah's side were also swaying, but after a moment all of them had a clear mind.

"I, Mu'awiyah, resolutely refuse to recognize your position as caliph of Ali, since Allah has blessed you, then prove it to me, defeat the Syrian army on the battlefield with dignity, prove Allah's favor, otherwise you are nothing, let's go!"

Most of them were once Arab nobles, dozens of Arab generals followed Mu'awiyah and turned out, seeing that the three-month negotiations broke down like this, Mu'awiyah really declared war, Ali's indifference could not be maintained, he stood up in astonishment and stretched out his hand as if to save something, and after a while, the servant of Allah was full of determination and slammed the table.

"In that case, let Allah decide, and prepare for war!"

Night was falling, but the hundreds of thousands of Muslim warriors from the Arabian desert could not be quiet in any way, and the Sui Fen Plain was divided into two camps facing each other.

After destroying Persia and Byzantium, and destroying countless tribes and kingdoms in the process, the sword of the Arabs was about to taste the blood of their own people.

The Syrian army was almost the strongest army in the Arab Empire, shouldering the task of fighting against Byzantium, Muawiyah's army was armed with the best armor, the strongest guns, sitting on the Damascus trade, abundant food and grass, sufficient soldiers, and most of the Uzi steel traded from Northern Tianzhu was made into weapons here, and Muawiyah had more than 10,000 elite warriors armed with Damascus swords.

However, even if he was strong and well-equipped to fight against the caliph, the adopted son and son-in-law of the Prophet Muhammad, the more than 80,000 Syrian troops still seemed terrified and restless, and after inspecting his army, Muawiya was extremely worried.

In the big tent of the Syrian Chinese army, under a lonely lamp, from the Syrian governor Muawiya to many generals and strategists, all of them are extremely dignified, and now their war with Ali is not only the assassination of the previous caliph on the surface, the entangled contradictions, but also their own class interests.

The Umayyad and other families present, most of them were from Mecca nobles, and they were the true rulers of Arabia before the rise of Islam, especially the Umayyad family, who were almost one of the most dangerous enemies of the Prophet Muhammad in the early days, until the battle was defeated and the army of the Prophet Muhammad was on the verge of the city of Mecca, and they surrendered and converted to Islam.

The vast majority of those who supported Ali were members of the Ummah commune formed by the migration of the Prophet Muhammad to Medina. When Islam was still weak, the two sides could still work together to plunder foreign countries, but now, the Arab empire has expanded to a huge empire spanning Europe, Asia and Africa, and the huge interests have made the rift between the two factions widen.

The contradiction is evident in the 3rd caliph Uthman, who was born into the Umayyad family and spared no effort to support the ancient Meccan nobility, cronyism, a large number of important generals of the army and the governor of the Umayyad family, a move that caused the rest of the Islamic faction to complain, which is why Uthman was assassinated.

Now that they have finally gained the upper hand, the ancestors of the Kulai clan are unwilling to give up their profits no matter what.

The atmosphere condensed to the extreme, and his fingers tapped regularly on the table, and it took a long time for Muawiya to raise his head in the dreary atmosphere.

"How are the soldiers?"

"Lord Emir, the soldiers are extremely uneasy, and many refuse to fight the caliphate."

"The soldiers who conquered Byzantium were also terrified."

"My lord, can we win?"

Instead of answering his subordinates' questions, Mu'awiyah turned his head to look at the silent Khalid, the wise man known as the tongue of Allah, and asked cautiously.

"What does Min say?"

"Min is willing to continue to trade with us and sell us food and weapons, but ......"

With an embarrassed face, Khalid shook his head for a while: "It seems that the Min State itself has also made a lot of mistakes, and it is impossible for the Min State to send troops to support us in the war." ”

For three months, Mu'awiya was not blindly stunned to negotiate, the Syrian envoys ran almost all over Central Asia, but unfortunately, it was not effective, and his face was even more gloomy, Mu'awiya was silent for a while before he stood up abruptly and slammed his fist on the table.

"This governor himself said to the soldiers that tomorrow we will fight against not the caliphs, but the despicable villains who murdered the previous caliphs and plotted to usurp the throne, and we punish the rebels in the name of Allah, and the victors will be rewarded by Allah, and the souls of those who die in battle will ascend to Paradise!"

Just now he wanted to unite with the infidels of Fujian and other infidels to fight against the Muslims, and when he turned his face, Mu'awiya became the spokesman of Allah again, but the change of face had long been played by these politicians, and a series of earnest generals were also accustomed to it, and they went out with Mu'awiyah......

The next day, on the Sui-Fen Plain by the Euphrates River, hundreds of thousands of Islamic troops appeared on the banks of the rushing river as scheduled.

The big war is about to break out.

When the Arab civil war was in full swing, it was time for the Fujian country to be busy.

If it was before, the civil war of the Arab Empire was definitely a godsend opportunity for Fujian, even if the pace of conquering Southern Tianzhu was slowed down, Fujian would definitely send troops to intervene, and the threat of Arabia was too great.

It's a pity that now, the Min State is also involved in the struggle of the highest level of power, and even the war of conquest in the south has become no longer so important.

"Ah~he~" Just now I sent away an official from the Guanlong family, even Li Jie himself couldn't help but yawn a lot, this kung fu, as the office of the King of Fujian, similar to the decorative wooden door of the later generations, was violently pushed open, and the Fujian officials waiting to meet in the rear showed a wry smile helplessly, and a fiery red shadow rushed into Li Jie's study before him.

"Brother!"

The sound of snorting, the sweet smile, looking at his sister-in-law in a fiery red low-cut skirt hugging her arm coquettishly, a wry smile flashed on Li Jie's face, and as soon as he emptied the empty pocket, Li Jie immediately put on a bitter gourd face.

"Brother has no money!"

"Don't be like this, this time my little sister is here to send money to you." Holding Li Jie's arm, Gao Yang cried pitifully, looking at Li Jie with a look of disbelief, the fox-like big eyes turned around a few times, and Gao Yang showed the fox's tail with a grin.

"Brother, I heard that during the offensive in Deccan this time, Zuo Xiaowei's army discovered a large open-pit coal mine, and the Fujian State plans to contract it to merchants?"

This coal mine was discovered by General Zuo Xiaowei's bereaved love, and it was not surprising that Gao Yang knew, but looking at his sister who didn't know how to worry, Li Jie shook his head with a wry smile again, and did not talk about the coal mine issue, Li Jie solemnly pressed her shoulder and sat her on the chair opposite him, looked at Gao Yang's puzzled eyes, and asked seriously.

"Sister, you tell my brother the truth, do you have any contact with Chai Lingwu, the commander of the horses, Princess Baling, Princess Xiangcheng, Li Yuanying, King of Teng, and Xue Wanche, the general of Zuo Wuwei?"

"Of course there is a connection!" Gao Yang admitted it with a big grin, and Li Jiegang, who was watching it, shook his head secretly, and this girl burst out excitedly: "It's just that these royal relatives and nobles are the richest wronged people, and they can eat more than half of the gems and spices that Yue trafficked from Tianzhu." ”

"Brother, why do you ask like that? Brother, your Fujian Chamber of Commerce is already huge enough, don't grab this little bit with your sister! Looking pitiful, Gao Yang once again wanted to stand up and hug Li Jie's arm and be coquettish, but Li Jie pressed her back to the chair again, turned around and pulled out an official document for her, and after looking at it for a while, Gao Yang's beautiful eyes immediately widened, and he pointed to his little nose in disbelief and shouted: "I rebelled against my family Langjun?" ”

If you ask what the biggest political earthquake in the Yonghui period was, it is none other than the case of Fang Yiai's rebellion, through this case, Gaozong Li Zhi not only stabilized his position, but also took the opportunity to clear the Fang family, overthrow Wu Wang Li Ke, swept away the Wei Wang Party and a series of political assistance such as the former ******, and tens of thousands of nobles and relatives in Chang'an were implicated.

Especially Wu Wang Li Ke, the world knows his injustice, he is still framed by the eldest grandson Wuji, and it is difficult to escape the knife of the court, this famous case in history occurred in Yonghui four years, and now it has dragged on to Yonghui five years, but it still broke out.

Under Gao Yang's frightened eyes, Li Jie nodded silently .......