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Damascus.

These days, the Assasin faction has become the hottest topic in this new city of Allah, and the fierce record of the Assasin faction on the battlefield of the Hejaz has also been turned over, and for a time, everyone talked about Assasin and changed color, and the entire sect was completely demonized.

Especially the merchants who came back from Asia Minor, they saw the execution of the Assasins, and they exaggerated these Assasins, what devil incarnation, what Assasin has a blue face and fangs, lives by drinking blood, and his body is full of scales, under their propaganda, Assasin has become the image of European medieval vampires in people's hearts, almost everyone is in awe and everyone shouts and beats.

And the whole empire seems to be surging undercurrents.

The Hijri era is completely different from the Gregorian era, the Hijri calendar changes the year according to the cycle of the moon, so every year Ramadan, Rouzi and Eid al-Adha, that is, Eid al-Adha, are different times, and this year is close to the winter day.

Eid al-Adha and Eid al-Fitr are one of the two most solemn festivals in the Arab Empire, especially Eid al-Adha, Eid al-Fitr has just ended, and people can't go out, and Eid al-Adha is held a month after Eid al-Adha, which is just a time to give people plenty of rest time to embark on the pilgrimage.

Eid al-Adha originated from the ancient prophet Ibrahim, who prayed to Allah that if God gave him a son and a daughter, he would sacrifice his son to worship the Lord, and half a year later, his wife gave birth to a son.

More than ten years later, Ibrahim's son also grew into a handsome young man, named Ismain, the birth of this child, brought endless happiness to Ibrahim and his wife, but one night, in Ibrahim's sleep, Allah came to a dream to Ibrahim to fulfill his promise.

Despite his reluctance, Ibrahim took his son on the sacrificial journey to the Mina Valley in the city of Mecca.

Although the devil appeared several times on the way, tempting the father and son to give up the sacrifice and flee, the father and son still resisted the temptation of the devil, and when Ismaine lay on the altar obediently, and Ibrahim waved his sword to slaughter his beloved son and offer it to the Lord, the gate of heaven was suddenly opened, and an angel Jibri sent down a black sheep to accept the slaughter in the place of Ismain, and inspired Ibraham, Thou hast fulfilled this dream, and I will surely reward those who do good deeds in this way, and thou hast passed my test!

To commemorate this event, the Prophet carried on this tradition and included it as one of the rituals of the Hajj. The Shariah stipulates that every year on Eid al-Adha, all believers who are able to afford it are required to slaughter animals as a sacrifice to the Lord.

However, this Muslim festival of the year has now been tainted by political intentions, and in recent days, the subordinates of the governors of the provinces have entered the city of Damascus under the pretext of an audience, and the sheikhs of the major imams, who were supposed to make a pilgrimage to Mecca, have also diverted to Damascus.

The mosques in the city are even full, and the streets are full of clergy in monks' robes, or vicious warriors who cross swords and wield swords, and there seems to be a tense atmosphere in the whole city.

Syrian Governor's Palace, Emir Hall.

"Lord Amir, he is Ibn the governor of Egypt who has gone too far! More than 1,000 people, apparently soldiers who had just been withdrawn from the Hejaz battlefield, and he was not said to be a pilgrim and led into the city of Damascus. ”

The Arab Empire was theocratic and rational, and Islam did not have a special monk, so the local famous elder imam actually served as a local ** official and political official. Standing in the hall full of anger, the Grand Sheikh Aysky, who was responsible for the specific management of the operation of Damascus. Xie Xier waved his sleeves angrily, and the spit stars splashed onto Hou Jie's table.

The rich aroma rippled over the table, there was no creamer at this time, the dark bitter coffee exuded the original aroma and bitterness, after taking a deep sip, while tasting the bitterness, Hou Jie put down the cup expressionlessly, and asked: "In that case, why didn't Lord Esky stop the army of the Egyptian governor outside the city?"

Eski, who asked this, couldn't help choking for a moment, and after a while, he said stupidly: "In charge of the defense of the city is the general of the Caliph's Praetorian Guard, Malik, this bastard's head is simply trained in Hellfire, stubborn as a stone, human language can't convince him at all!"

"Lord Eski, why did you come to Ben Emir when you know that Malik is a member of the Caliphate's Praetorian Guard? You should know that even I can't control the Caliphate's Praetorian Guard! ”

"But!"

If he hadn't seen the caliph, Asky wouldn't have come here, but the caliph was too busy playing with the slave girls to see himself embarrassed to say this, and the wrinkled old orange peel's face turned red, and he didn't hold back a reason for a long time.

Looking at him like this, Hou Jie couldn't help but sigh, seemed to be very embarrassed to think about it, and then said helplessly: "That's it!" The matter is in the hands of Ben Emir, and I will think of a way. ”

"So, thank you, Mir!"

was really overjoyed, the bearded old man couldn't help but bend down to Hou Jie and bow down.

After Aisky left, looking at the door where the old man had left, and sipping coffee, the corners of Hou Jie's mouth were smiling.

Now, the people of the Arab Empire, at least in the provinces of Syria, Palestine and Cilicia, are becoming more and more aware of who is really in charge! The prestige of the caliphate was gradually replaced by the emirs.

However, it is still necessary to settle the matter in order to gain real prestige, not to mention the fact that what troubles these inhabitants of Damascus is also what troubles Hou Jie himself, and the root of all this is the challenge of his old rival, the governor of the Hejaz, the younger brother of the king, and the emir Hussein, who is highly regarded in the empire.

Thinking of this, Hou Jie couldn't help but look cold, and stretched out his hand and clenched his fists full of challenge.

However, at this moment, the bell hanging on Hou Jie's table was suddenly sounded, and as soon as his expression was correct, Hou Jie immediately threw down the coffee cup and turned his head and walked to the back hall.

"You still know to come back!"

In the inner house, as soon as he opened the door of the study, Hou Jie immediately shouted angrily: "Do you know how dangerous it is!" In case something happens to you, the whole plan collapses! It's a shame that you are still the most trusted person of King Min, and you are so impulsive! ”

It is really a bit serious to make Hou Jie, who is very deep in the city, so out of shape and angry, but unfortunately, what greeted him was the cold silver mask under the black women's robe, and a pair of turquoise eyes that were as bright as cold stars did not even have a trace of waves, Li Que looked at Hou Jie so coldly, and said without emotion.

"Since they are the apprentices I brought out, they are gone, I will send them anyway, don't worry, if I am caught, I will die, and I will never drag down your plan!"

"Why are you so willful, so disappointed me!"

Thick disappointed tiredness Hou Jie's face was revealed, full of exhaustion, Hou Jie sighed, paced to his big chair, covered his face with his hands, and actually lay on the table.

The original tough feelings, I don't know why, as soon as I saw Hou Jie's weak appearance, they all disappeared all of a sudden, and Li Que actually felt a sense of panic.

However, after suppressing this sense of panic, Li Que still looked cold, and diverted the topic expressionlessly.

"The execution in Tayusus is fake, Hussein only executed Cicero and the five of them, although the rest was put behind by him, I still recognized most of them as some local prisoners, Hussein concealed it so much, it means that he must have obtained something from the mouth of those Assasin assassins, and he came back with such fanfare, he must be dealing with you, you have to prepare early!"

Finally got down to business, Hou Jie lay down for a while, then rubbed his face with his hands, barely recovered a little energy, and looked at Li Que quite attentively and nodded.

"I know!"

"In order to deal with this situation, I have transferred another batch of Assasin assassins, and there will be an operation tomorrow afternoon."

"As for you!"

After a pause, and with a touch of helplessness, Hou Jie simply waved his hand irritably, and said tiredly: "Tomorrow you go back to the eagle's nest."

"No way!"

Hearing that Hou Jie was going to drive himself back, it was cold for a second, and Li Que's eyes finally showed nervousness, and he vetoed it categorically.

Seeing that Hou Jie was irritable and still had something to say, Li Que slammed his annoyed hands on the table again, and shouted hysterically: "They were trained by me!" Even if I want to watch them die, I will watch them myself! ”

Looking at the resoluteness in Li Que's eyes, he turned around a few times in annoyance, and raised his hand again and again, Hou Jie finally put his hand down helplessly, turned around and pulled out a parchment roll on the table.

"The action is on it!"

A flash of joy finally flashed in his eyes, Li Que stretched out his hand to take it, but he didn't want Hou Jie to withdraw the task book in his hand, staring at Li Que's eyes and shouting solemnly: "This time you can only watch the battle from the back, and you must not rush to the front like last time!"

When he opened his mouth, he was about to refuse, but suddenly seeing a rare touch of concern on Hou Jie's face, Li Que nodded his head in a daze.

…………

The next afternoon, on the streets of Damascus.

People come and go, traffic is busy, and everywhere you can meet the people of the Arab Empire who are preparing for the slaughter of Eid, leading mules and horses, and there is no end to it.

Nearby is a large trading market in Damascus, where tribes and villages within a radius of hundreds of miles gather here to trade, so there are many people of all kinds who pass through this road.

Even in an empire ruled by Islam, where it was as difficult for the rich to enter heaven as a camel through the eye of a needle, there were still merchants of all sizes excitedly working for money, and on both sides of this street, there were bustling taverns one after another.

In the end, it is a nomadic origin, and its nature is refreshing, two glasses of wine are down, and a table of Bedouin herdsmen gather together to boast about it, especially the Assasin faction, which is the most in the limelight recently, and it is even more blown by them.

Listening to them say that Assasin had all the green fangs, was covered with scales, and had wings on his back, even if Li Que was such a serious person, he couldn't help but want to laugh a little, and only then turned his head to the side, and continued to stare at the street with full attention.

She played with a small monocular, which was disguised to look like a black porcelain wine bottle.

Suddenly, inadvertently, Li Que's hand trembled, and at the bustling street, a noble carriage with a banner appeared in Li Que's lens.

The goal is here!