It was a few Turks who spoke, and they came to Yang Shouwen and the others, and the Turks led by them put their hands on their chests and bowed slightly.

"I never thought that it would be an honor for me to meet the elders again and hear such beautiful poems."

Yang Shouwen didn't know these Hu people, and showed a look of doubt.

Then a Turkic figure behind the person who spoke came out, "Elder, have you forgotten?" We also met last night on the banks of the River Styx. ”

"You are ......"

As soon as Yang Shouwen heard the voice, he immediately reacted.

He pointed at the man, but he didn't know what to call him.

The Turk who spoke was the caravan guard who had spoken to them on the banks of the Styx last night.

In other words, these Turks are all from the caravan?

Thinking of this, Yang Shouwen bowed, "It turned out to be a few donors, and the poor monks were polite." ”

The Turks hurriedly returned the salute, and the person who spoke before said: "Last night, because I was in a hurry, I couldn't meet with a few elders. There is a saying in the Central Plains: Seeing each other is fate. The fact that we are able to meet here again also shows that we have a relationship with the elders. If the elders don't dislike it, they might as well go out with us, and it will be faster. ”

Yang Shouwen raised his eyes and glanced at the line of adult dragons, and then looked at Mingxiu.

Mingxiu said: "Dare to ask the donor, is this jade gate closed and stopped, is it so slow?" ”

"Oh, not all of them."

The Turk smiled and said, "In the past, we were able to get out of the customs very quickly...... However, a few days ago, Yellowbeard ransacked a caravan on the border of Guazhou, and it was said that the casualties were quite serious. Therefore, Heheshu strengthened its garrison and conducted a relatively strict inventory. ”

Heheshu is another name for Yumen Pass.

The army stationed here was called Heheshu and was under the jurisdiction of the Yumen army.

"Yellowbeard?"

Seeing Yang Shouwen's puzzled look, the Turkic hurriedly explained: "Yellowbeard is a group of outlaws, rampant in Yizhou, Shazhou and Guazhou, with a large number of people. Coming and going like the wind, specializing in looting caravans coming and going. This gang is very cruel and cunning at the same time. For when they move, they are masked and bearded, and they are dyed yellow. Hence the name Yellowbeard.

The officers and soldiers have encircled and suppressed them many times, but these people are very cunning and erratic, so they have not been eliminated.

Originally, Yellowbeard hadn't appeared for a long time! Unexpectedly, a few days ago, it suddenly appeared in Guazhou. So much so that the officers and soldiers had to strengthen their guards, and the inventory of the caravans coming and going was much stricter, and the speed naturally slowed down. ”

I see!

Yang Shouwen showed a sudden look.

He and Mingxiu glanced at each other, looked at the endless line again, thought about it, and nodded in agreement.

Quite simply, their current seat is still far from the level.

Looking at the speed of the march, it is estimated that it will not be lined up until dark. The most important thing is that the caravan of the Turks in front of him seems to be very high. If you go out with them. It really saves a lot of time.

"Haven't asked for a high name?"

"Oh, my name is Basimiaji, and the elders call me Aji."

"My name is Ah Hemang."

The guard who greeted Yang Shouwen yesterday also reported his life.

Ba Simi is a surname other than the nine surnames of Tiele. Yang Shouwen still remembers that they said yesterday that they came from Wolf Mountain. Wolf Mountain, located in the northeast of the Qarluq tribe, is the base camp of Ba Simi. That's fine.

"If you don't bother, of course you can."

"Where, where. It is a blessing for us to have elders with us. ”

The two Turks waved their hands again and again, and then politely invited Yang Shouwen and the two to come over.

Yang Shouwen called Yang Cunzhong and Yang Sixteen, and followed behind the two Turks. It was dark last night. Yang Shouwen also didn't see the scale of this caravan clearly. At this time, when he got closer, Yang Shouwen realized that the caravan was really not small. There are almost more than 200 camels alone. In addition, there were more than a hundred carts, as well as more than a hundred horses.

The entire caravan, with a total number of nearly eight hundred people, added up. Definitely an amazing scale.

Yang Shouwen couldn't help but be secretly surprised, and walked into the team with Aji.

No one objected to the addition of the four of them.

The Western Regions was originally a place where Buddhism flourished. The Hu people have a lot of respect for monks, not to mention a talented monk?

Soon, it was Aji's turn to clear the caravan.

A person who looked like an officer saw Yang Shouwen and the four of them, and walked over.

"Did you write the poem just now?"

"Oh, it's the poor monk's master."

Mingxiu hurriedly pointed at Yang Shouwen and retreated to the side.

The officer walked up and looked at Yang Shouwen a few times.

And Yang Shouwen looked at the officer with a calm face, and also looked at the officer......

This person is obviously not a son of the Han family, and should be a naturalized Hu person recruited locally. From his hairstyle, you can see the clues, which are almost the same as the hairstyle that Gai Jiayun left before. The only difference was that he was wearing an officer armor.

It's almost May, and the temperature is gradually rising.

The noon sun at Yumen Pass was even more vicious, and it was very uncomfortable to shine on the body.

However, he was neatly dressed and armored, and although his forehead was covered with sweat, he did not change his appearance at all. What kind of generals are you like and what kind of soldiers you lead. As an officer, he can pay so much attention to grooming, and his soldiers dare not slack off.

He was holding a towel in his hand, and his black and red face was full of energy.

"Elder, where are you going to become a monk?"

"The poor monk is practicing in Xingyang Donglin Temple."

As he spoke, Yang Shouwen handed over the degree.

The officer took the over, opened it and looked at it twice, "Elder Summoning the Plane...... I've heard of Xingyang, it seems to be in Zezhou? ”

Yang Shouwen was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood the other party's intentions.

He smiled and shook his head, "I'm afraid the general is mistaken, Xingyang is in Zhengzhou, how can it be in Zezhou?" However, when I came this time, I passed through Zezhou, where the scenery is good! If the general has a chance, he may wish to go and play. ”

"Ha, I want to too."

The officer said and returned Du Mu to Yang Shouwen.

He took the pass from Yang Sixteen's hand, "Elder Wujing...... Since you are traveling west, why don't you take the Guannei Road, but take the east side of the river?

Isn't that a long way off? ”

Yang Sixteen was so clever that he immediately replied: "The poor monk followed the master to the west, and he should obey the master's orders.

The poor monk is from Xianyang, and he originally suggested that the master take the Guannei Road. However, the master disagreed, saying that reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles would be the only way to live up to the practice of the world...... For this practice, we spent at least half a month on the road. ”

As he spoke, he also showed a look of grievance.

When the officer heard this, he couldn't help but laugh.

He exchanged the degree to Yang Sixteen, and said to Yang Shouwen: "Read thousands of books, travel thousands of miles, and live up to a cultivation in the world...... Hahaha, what the elder said is good, Geshu Daoyuan has been taught. ”

After speaking, he stepped aside, waved his hand and shouted, "Let go, don't delay the elder's cultivation." ”

"Thank you, General."

"I'm not a general, I'm just a soldier and horse envoy of Heheshu."

After Geshu Daoyuan finished speaking, he changed his words and said, "Elder, what is the name of the poem you just wrote?" ”

"Oh, when I first came to your land, I was shocked by Xiongguan, so I wrote a poem called "Liangzhou Ci"."

"Liangzhou words?"

Geshu Daoyuan nodded, and repeated it twice in his mouth.

He clasped his hands together and waved to Yang Shouwen, "Thank you for the poems, from now on, Yumen Pass will definitely be famous in the Western Regions." ”

This brother Shu Daoyuan also seems to be a person with feelings.

Although he looks very rough, he has a literary and youthful temperament between his words.

Yang Shouwen said goodbye to him, and as the convoy marched, he soon walked out of Yumen Pass.

Standing outside the Jade Gate, he looked back again.

Xiongguan is still the same, but there is a completely different feeling from when he was in Guannei.

Standing outside the pass, you will feel that this Xiongguan is like a strong man, standing quietly in the Gobi, guarding the territory of the Tang Dynasty.

Yumen Pass, Yumen Pass, West Out of Yangguan No Reason!

Yang Shouwen's mood suddenly became a little depressed from the moment he walked out of the Jade Gate Pass.

It's like leaving your homeland and going to another country......

"Master, Master?"

Mingxiu suddenly called out to Yang Shouwen, and whispered in his ear: "These people, something is wrong. ”

"Huh?"

Yang Shouwen was stunned when he heard this, and turned his head to look at Mingxiu.

saw Mingxiu's gaze and swept towards the caravan next to him.

Something is wrong with this caravan?

Yang Shouwen narrowed his eyes and looked at the Hu people who were tidying up the convoy. Suddenly, he seemed to understand something...... (To be continued.) )