"I don't know, maybe Mei Niang has something to do temporarily. [This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]"

While reviewing the recital, Li Jie shrugged his shoulders helplessly, making the eldest grandson who came to Xingshi to ask for guilt and coquettish was full of depression, and had to turn around and get out of the tent and turn back to find Wu Meiniang.

"Who leaked the poems of King Min must be strictly investigated!"

On the other hand, Wu Meiniang was also busy, after all, it was a rare masterpiece of His Royal Highness the King of Fujian, and it was so imposing, despite the gag order, it was still spread out in the army, and the angry Iron Lady couldn't help but smoke from the seven tricks, and handed the scattered cavalry attendants present one by one for interrogation.

Lying at the entrance of the tent and watching Wu Meiniang busy and busy, the eldest grandson couldn't help but sigh again, held the matter in his heart, and turned to leave.

The next day, the army of Fujian once again Qi Yuxuan just embarked on the journey, the soldiers read the poems of the King of Min on the one hand, and on the other hand they were more energetic to rush to the road, in the face of the power of the people's gossip, Wu Meiniang snorted angrily on the chariot, the law does not blame the public, she can't ask who passed it on one by one, right? changed someone to teach Li Rang, and the eldest grandson Zhi also left this matter behind.

At the same time that the army of Fujian was hurrying away, another army, 100,000 iron cavalry, also collapsed on the road from Antioch to Damascus, billowing smoke and dust, and the Gothic knights wrapped in Western scale armor rushed to the forefront, and tens of thousands of Roman infantry also lined up in a neat phalanx, surrounding their emperor.

The double-headed eagle banner fluttered overhead, sitting in the royal carriage, while Anna gritted her teeth at the map, waving her fingernails frantically.

"Syria, Egypt, this was supposed to be Roman!"

"Okay, my majesty, wait for you to marry the King of Min, no, after this alliance, it will be Emperor Min and Augustus! At that time, the two countries will join forces to take it back! The close minister on the side, Anna's fat uncle Amuliel said with a smile indifferently, and Anna's pretty face couldn't help but blush, and she immediately hugged her shoulders angrily.

"The ghost is going to marry the oriental feudal lord with three wives and four concubines, and he has a big carrot!"

Just when Anna was duplicitous, the door of the royal carriage suddenly opened, and a sturdy figure jumped off the horse's back and got into it at once.

didn't even bother to pat the dust on his body, Li Que had already arched his fist in a somewhat anxious tone: "Anna, something is not quite right!" General Leokin and the patriarch Konstantin gathered together again, not knowing what they were plotting! ”

"Is there such a thing?" Anna's eyebrows were also upturned, and just when Li Que was just breathing a sigh of relief, Anna knocked on the table angrily and shouted, "Didn't you just reprimand the two fat pigs for a few words?" When the two guys get together, they must be talking bad about me again! ”

Li Que almost didn't squirt out, and he didn't care if Empress Anna was the empress or not, so he slapped the table and shouted depressedly: "It's not a matter of bad words or bad words now!" Leogin has 30,000 soldiers of the Cretan Military District! The patriarch Konstantin is still the governor of the west, and the conspiracy of several of them is bound to be unfavorable to you, Anna! ”

"An-la! Ann! ”

Looking at Li Que's hurried eyes, Anna was stunned for a moment and then waved her little hand with a smile: "I know, my brother Constantine has sent messengers to find them, Leokin's adjutant, the legion commander Leke, and Onda have all reported to me, and I have ordered them to monitor closely, and several of the elders have also reported to me that Konstantin seems to have submitted to my brother, and I have also guarded him closely, once there is a change, kill him first!"

No wonder Anna did this, in her confident smile, Li Que finally breathed a sigh of relief, no wonder she could sit on the empress, this girl is a little vixen!

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier, it will make me worry in vain."

As soon as his heart was relieved, Li Que sat opposite Anna with an angry ass, and when she mentioned this, Anna restrained her smile with emotion.

"My brother is scared too! Even if my father, after ascending the throne, executed my uncle Constantine for the sake of power, since he wanted to have some security in his heart, I gave him a good idea, and married you Queen Min, I plan to control the Byzantine government in Antioch, and Constantinople will be given to him and his father to live in. ”

"Alas~ If it could be like your Fujian court, there is no strife, and everyone works together, how good it would be!"

Sighing with emotion, Anna lay on the table melancholy, and Li Que, who listened, couldn't help but be stunned.

After chatting with Anna for a while, Li Que also got out of the carriage in a depressed mood, but she had just walked two steps on a horse, and she was a clever person, looking at the rolling Roman infantry, Hou Jie's words came to her ears again.

"Hold on to the Janissaries and guard Anna! Watch out for Simon! ”

With a condensed expression, turning the horse's head, Li Que went to the rear of the army again......

Damascus, the majestic palace of the Caliphate.

"Caliph, the armies of Min and Byzantium have arrived near the lake one after another, and there is still a day's journey to Damascus, but the king of Min has sent a message that he does not intend to go to the city of Damascus, and the armies of the two countries will go straight to Jerusalem." Panting, the governor of Egypt, Amur, hurried in, listened to his narration, and was kneeling on the ground on the old face of Mu'awiyyah, who was muttering the Quran, but he couldn't help but smile, patted his knees and stood up and said with a smile.

"He is worthy of being a subtle Oriental, people respect him, and he respects people!"

After all, the alliance under the city is not good, Li Jie does not go to Damascus, it is obvious that he is saving face for this caliph, politics is really fickle, and now Mu'awiyah not only does not hate Li Jie at all, but appreciates him everywhere.

Now Mu'awiyah is more and more satisfied with his decision, although he lost Persia, but the taxes in that place were either not collected in the hands of the Arab nobles, or the money and grain collected to feed a group of unruly poor relatives in the desert, these people still do not sell their face at all, and now, if they lose it, they will lose it, and they will just get rid of a big burden.

Conversely, after the peace with Fujian, the trade routes were reopened, and the wealth of the East and the West began to nourish Damascus, and after a few months, Mu'awiyah's pockets were bulging.

Isn't it hard to get out of the desert just to live a good life?

"That's it, gather the army released from Fujian, and we are also ready to leave for Jerusalem, don't let His Majesty Emperor Min wait for a long time!" Nodding in satisfaction, Muawiya waved his hand and ordered, but after a moment's pause, Amur never moved, but still looked at him in amazement.

"What's wrong my brother?"

After kneeling down again and reciting the Qur'an, it took a while for Mu'awiyya to notice Amur's strange appearance, and he turned his head in astonishment and asked, but Amur spread his hands even more stunned: "Caliph, really?" Do you really want to be a vassal to the Min State, and really want to hand over the holy city of Jerusalem to them? ”

"Of course, isn't that already agreed?" Mu'aviya asked in surprise, then smiled and patted his head: "By the way, my brother, don't forget to go to the treasurer to sue them, and the money and grain sent to the Hejaz will be reduced by two more layers."

"Hehe, those Shia Sunni fools, can the Caliph really get out of the hands of the Umayyad family when he agrees to return to the traditional caliphate elections? , control your food and water sources, and if you don't want to go to heaven to find food, you have to obediently prostrate under the command of my Umayyad family, hahahaha! ”

Holding his head high, he resumed the spicinessiness of a politician, and the old Mu'awiyah was full of smiles and laughed, but this time, Amur did not have the joy of the birth of a brilliant plan, but bowed sullenly, turned around and left the palace.

Walking on the streets, there are still Arabs in silk talking and laughing, and the beautiful Damascus Mosque is still so lively with people coming and going, but while walking, Amur always has a strange feeling.

The power of the Arabs is still there, but the Arab empire that once forged ahead with a sword and the Koran in one hand is gone, and the people on the street are either nostalgic for today's position of power, or intoxicated with the tobacco and wine of the Tang people.

He has supported the Umayyad family for a lifetime, and he wants to help Muawiyah establish a formal family empire in the Arab Empire that the Umayyad family has inherited from generation to generation, but now the object of his allegiance is subjugated to others, and he also threatens his fellow clan with money and food in his hand, what is the difference between this and the Persian puppet Arab dynasty that they overthrew before obeying the orders of the Byzantines and the Persians?

Just when Amur was full of sighs, suddenly there was a disturbing noise at the gate of the palace, and a Byzantine Greek in a black cloak was entangled in the palace gate and hissed as hard as he could inside: "Let go of me, I want to see you caliphs, I brought the agreement of His Majesty the Roman Emperor Constantine, and you Arabs are like cats to submit to the stinky fish thrown by the Fujianese?"

After his heart moved suddenly, and a flash of surprise flashed in the corner of his eyes, Amur suddenly waved his palm angrily and yelled at the captain of the palace guard: "Why are you still stunned? Don't catch this liar yet! Disturb the caliph, how many of your heads are enough to cut off! ”

Seeing that the first favorite minister of the imperial front was angry, the palace guards, who were already annoyed, immediately rushed up and grabbed the black cloak of the self-proclaimed Byzantine envoy and beat him.

"You'll regret it! I'm not a liar! I am the Consul, the Imperial Minister......"

Covering his head, the Byzantines continued to roar, but before he could finish hissing in proficient Arabic, a black sack was put on his head again, and after another round of punches and kicks, the Byzantines were dragged into the carriage in a daze.

The carriage marking the governor of Egypt galloped out of Damascus as night approached......