readx; In the dark night, a sturdy gray-clothed man stood on a big tree, his sharp eyes stared at the small land temple ten miles away, although it was ten miles away, but the gray-clothed man's eyesight was different from ordinary people, he still saw the little dim light in the land temple. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

On a big rock under the tree, Hu Yunpei stood with his sword, his face was full of mocking sneers, he didn't understand how these black-clothed people dared to come a second time, didn't they know that there were a thousand of the most elite soldiers of the Anxi Army deployed around Huaqing Palace, there were scouts with the best eyesight, archers with the most accurate archery, and iron cavalry with a hundred battles, how dare these people come to die!

A small temple of mountain gods, such an obvious target, they actually dared to gather inside, was this because they were ignorant, or did he simply despise the Anxi scouts?

"General Hu, their lights are out!" The scout in the tree signaled.

Hu Yunpei nodded, and immediately ordered: "Act according to the original plan!" ”

As soon as he gave an order, the soldiers lurking around rushed towards Huaqing Palace, Hu Yunpei drew his sword, and also turned around and ran into the woods.

．．．．．．．． Ten miles away is an instant for the black-clothed man with strong martial arts, Liu Luogu changed his mind halfway, if the attack on the northwest corner is discovered, it is likely that the concubine will be transferred, only enter from the southeast corner, maybe there is still a chance.

They were lucky, in the dense woods they didn't encounter the trouble of the last time, there were no cold arrows, no traps to hunt, a hundred black-clothed people slowly advanced towards the Huaqing Palace from the trees and the ground, the rain and fog were hazy, and it was difficult to detect the surrounding situation.

When they were still a mile away from the Huaqing Palace, they stopped, Liu Luogu held a steel knife in his hand, nervously waiting for the news of the spies, and after a while, a black-clothed spy rushed to the scene and reported to Liu Luoguyu: "General Liu, there is an ambush in the northwest corner!" ”

"Good!"

Liu Luogu let go of his heart, as long as there was an ambush, he was not worried, he immediately whispered to everyone: "We must move quickly, even if we are discovered, don't care, turn over and walk one hundred and twenty steps north is the Taoist temple, catch people and retreat, remember!" To live. ”

Liu Luogu saw that the time had come, so he waved his hand and ordered: "Launch!" ”

Nearly 100 black-clothed people are like cheetahs foraging for food, running with the sound of the wind, hitting the leaves and shrubs, rustling, with the yearning for the first beauty in the world and 10,000 yuan in their hearts, desperately running towards the high wall of Huaqing Palace.

Beauty and money, the eternal weakness of human beings, are strong enough to make people forget all the dangers around them for a while, strong enough to make them charge forward with their heads.

．．．．．．．． In the room, Yang Yuhuan, who was dressed in a plain white dress, sat at the table with some sadness, although she didn't use powder, she still had the appearance of a country and a city, ice skin and jade skin, and the pink light was greasy, so that any woman would be ashamed of it.

At this time, in the dim light, she looked very lonely, the rain rustled on the banana leaves outside the window, quite a little 'a sycamore and a autumn, a little banana and a little sorrow', there were two signs on the table, both with her name written on the cards, the difference is that one is a gold medal and the other is a wooden card, which is a choice given to her by Li Qingan.

Yang Yuhuan understood what Li Qingan meant, and chose the gold medal, no matter where she lived? What is her identity, but she is still the former Yang Guifei, who has attracted the attention of the world and is worshiped by the people.

In fact, in Yang Yuhuan's heart, Yang Guifei has long since died, disappeared in the music and dance of neon clothes and feathers, and disappeared in the prosperous world, but that is only her own disappearance, in the volumes and archives of the Chang'an court, she has not disappeared, she still lives in the Huaqing Palace, and she is still Yang Guifei in people's memory.

Li Qing'an's wooden card wanted to make her disappear with the volume file, she knew it very well in her heart, but at this moment she felt a little lost in her heart.

Do you really want to leave? Yang Yuhuan was in a trance, she seemed to have returned to the afternoon of twenty years ago, when she was still in Luoyang, she was a delicate young lady, that day she took her third sister from her hometown to visit her to the outskirts of the city, the sisters were like two budding buds, by a stream, the stream water was clear.

"Yuhuan, why don't you come down to play? The water is cool! ”

At that time, Yang Huahua was as bold and uninhibited as now, combing her double-ringed bun and catching shrimp in the water barefoot, while she sat on the boulder by the stream, staring at the colorful glow in the sky with her cheeks.

"Yuhuan, what are you thinking?"

"Third sister, there is a blind fortune teller who said that I will become the most beautiful woman in the world, do you believe it?"

"Silly girl, why do you want to be the most beautiful woman in the world, can you eat beautifully? To become the richest and richest woman in the world, people are beautiful, but there is no freedom, you see how blue the sky is, how clear the water is, I can buy it all if I have money, I can do whatever I want, and beauty is like a cage, locking you up. ”

"Free!"

Yang Yuhuan sighed softly, I don't know why, although twenty years have passed since this incident, but she still remembers it vividly, Yang Yuhuan's eyes showed a trace of nostalgia for twenty years ago, in a blink of an eye, her youth is dying, her eyes fell on the two cards on the table again, at the moment of deciding her fate, where should she go?

．．．．．．．．． At this time, nearly a hundred black-clothed people have approached the Taoist temple, the Taoist temple is very quiet outside, he slowly moved forward in the bamboo forest, there is a dim light in front of a window, the window is closed, through the rain and fog, you can vaguely see that there is a figure on the window shaking, look at the figure, it is clearly a fair woman.

Liu Luogu was overjoyed, he gave his subordinates a look, and the two subordinates rolled forward with great speed, and a fish jumped to the window, 'Click! With a soft sound, the man in black threw himself into the room, and the window was slammed open, and the inside of the room was unfortunately clearly visible through the open window.

A half-dim lamp, there was no one in the room, I saw a long white dress hanging in the middle of the house, and the wind that rushed in made the long skirt sway from side to side, which looked weird and abnormal.

"Oh no, I've been tricked!"

Liu Luogu fell into the abyss as if he had stepped into the air, his heart was about to stop beating, he turned around and shouted: "Quickly withdraw, withdraw from Huaqing Palace." ”

It was already late, only to hear a bang, strong arrows shot from all directions, the black-clothed crowd in the bamboo forest sounded a miserable scream, the black-clothed people were frightened to scatter, turned around and desperately fled to the outside of the Huaqing Palace, and their back road was also intercepted, more than 300 soldiers of the Anxi Army held crossbows, and there was a fierce shot in front of them, and more than 20 black-clothed people who rushed to the front screamed and were shot over.

At this moment, more than 1,000 soldiers of the Anxi Army who were ambushed around killed together, surrounded more than 40 black-clothed people who were not hit by arrows, and mercilessly killed the killer, no matter how the black-clothed people begged for mercy, it was useless, the horizontal knife cut off the neck, the spear pierced the chest, the head was rolling, blood was splashing, and the Huaqing Palace was full of wails before death.

Hu Yunpei stared at Liu Luogu from the beginning, he was dressed differently from others, although he was wearing the same black clothes, but he had a white ribbon tied around his left arm, showing that he was different, Hu Yunpei immediately judged that this person must be their leader.

Hu Yunpei had his own considerations, he already knew that the black-clothed man who tried to kidnap Yang Guifei was An Lushan's subordinate, and it was very likely that An Lushan's intelligence agency was hiding in Beijing, and this was an opportunity to eradicate them all together.

Liu Luogu did not escape from the original route, but broke through from the west with two of his men, he knew that there was a river in the west, and if he could escape into the river, there might be a glimmer of life.

But the west also encountered the interception of nearly 100 people, Liu Luogu desperately fought out a bloody road, two of his subordinates have been killed, only he was left alone and fled, running less than a hundred steps, the bright river in front of him was already clearly visible, but at this moment, an arrow shot from behind like lightning, hitting Liu Luogu's right leg, he snorted, and fell to the ground.

He was about to turn over and get up, dozens of knives had already pushed him tightly from front to back, left and right, and with a slight movement, the tip of the knife pierced into his body, Liu Luogu sighed, the knife 'should!' Landing on the ground, he raised his hand and no longer resisted, Hu Yunpei slowly approached Liu Luogu surrounded by more than a dozen torches, he picked off the mask on Liu Luogu's face with his sword, and couldn't help laughing dumbly: "It turned out to be you, General Liu, we should really be enemies with a narrow road." ”

．．．．．．．． The ambush has ended, including more than a dozen respondents waiting outside the palace, the ninety-seven men led by Liu Luogu were all wiped out, not a single one escaped, twenty people were captured, and seventy-seven people were killed, Hu Yunpei did not participate in cleaning up the battlefield, but came to a remote room in the Huaqing Palace, and asked: "May I ask if Niangniang has made a final choice?" ”

In the room, Yang Yuhuan let out a low sigh and asked, "If I leave Huaqing Palace, how can you cover up my disappearance?" ”

"We'll have our own arrangements, and the mother just has to choose."

In the room, Yang Yuhuan's eyes finally fell on the wooden card, and she picked it up.

"I decided, I chose the wooden sign."

Hu Yunpei also sighed secretly, the world-famous Yang Guifei will no longer exist.

"Then please Mrs. Yang clean up, the carriage will come to greet you immediately, my general has already arranged a place for Mrs. to go."

Yang Yuhuan picked up the wooden card, never looked at the gold medal that was also engraved with her name, got up and said to the maid Xue Niang: "Go get something!" Let's leave. ”

A quarter of an hour later, a carriage left the Huaqing Palace in the drizzle, Yang Yuhuan looked at the palace that had changed her fate with complicated eyes, and the palace gradually faded away in her field of vision, at this time, a fire rose in the sky on the Huaqing Palace, and the roaring fire illuminated the dark night.

On the night of the fifth day of August in the first year of Zhenzhi, a fire burned down half of the Huaqing Palace, including Yang Yuhuan's Taoist temple, all of which were burned to the ground, two days later, the imperial court received a report from the guards of the Huaqing Palace, the noble concubine Niangniang who cultivated in the Huaqing Palace disappeared in the fire, and it is very likely that she has been buried in the fire, some people say that she went to her own country, and some people say that she turned into a phoenix in the fire, with the passage of time, Yang Guifei, the first beauty in the world admired by countless Chang'an people, was gradually forgotten.

．．．．．．．． The time has come to early autumn, the wind on the grassland began to become stronger, and the grass is no longer delicate, but the war horses are fat and strong, galloping on the boundless grassland, the sky is blue as if washed, and the large white clouds that are dazzling by the sun are flying at low altitude, and the same white and dazzling flocks form a sharp contrast, and groups of fat sheep are grazing leisurely by the river, as if they are still white white clouds.

This is the middle section of the Suoling water in the north of the Wude Mountain, and it is also one of the most fertile land in the northern grassland of Mobei, after several years of encirclement and suppression and attack by the Anxi Sanhu tribe, the Hui people were forced to leave their capital Han Er Bali, and moved north to the Suoling water basin, living in the vast grassland from the Suoling water to the small sea, and built a new capital here, called Fugui City, and the tooth tent of the Hui Khan was in the Fugui City.

That afternoon, after several months of travel, a team from afar finally arrived at their destination, which was less than thirty miles away from the city of wealth.

It was a procession of about 100 men, with hundreds of horses, loaded with food and gifts for the Hui Khan, all of whom were dark-skinned and dressed like Qianghu merchants, but their sun-red faces were unusually rough, but they seemed to live on a plateau with strong ultraviolet rays.

They are indeed plateau people, from the capital of Tibet, led by a middle-aged man, sturdy, a pair of bright eyes always reveal a kind of perseverance unique to the Tibetan people, his name is Jisang Jiagong, is one of the great treatises of Tibet, and is also the most trusted minister of the young Tubo Zampu Trisong Dezan, this time he was ordered by Zampu to send an envoy back to Hui, all the way to the difficult trek, disguised as a Qianghu merchant, crossed the Hexi Corridor, walked to Yanhai, trekked for several months, and finally arrived at the location of the tooth tent of the Hui people.

Jisang Gyalgon looked at the grasslands and found that there were more sheep than elsewhere, and that Uighur tents were everywhere, and from his experience, he had realized that this should be the core of Uighur rule.

He turned back to his subordinates and shouted, "Everyone follow closely, there may be troops here, don't leave the team without permission." ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard the fierce sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and a cavalry of more than 100 people appeared from behind a tent, they were the patrol posts of the Hui people, and they happened to rest here, and they saw the people coming, they rode at a gallop, pulled out the long knife at their waists, and looked at this group of uninvited guests vigilantly, and the centurion saw that they did not look like Han Chinese, so he shouted: "Who are you!" What are you doing here? ”

Jisang Jiagong urged him forward, put his hand on his chest, bowed respectfully, and said in Turkic: "We are from Tibet, and I am the envoy of Tubo Zampu, who has traveled thousands of miles to meet your khan. ”

At this time, the Hui Hui had not yet made a bad deal with the Tibetans, but there was no contact, and the centurion heard that he was the envoy of the Tibetans, but he did not dare to despise them, and they were not many in number, and there was no threat, so he nodded and said: "You go with me, this is where our Hui Ya tent is, and you are not allowed to break in at will." ”

The Hui patrol guard watched them back and forth, heading towards the rich city.

After walking for about half an hour, there was a swarthy city in front of him, which was built on the bank of the Suoling River, and after walking for a while, the relationship between the Hui patrol post and the Tubo people was also a little harmonious, at this time, the centurion pointed to the city in the distance, and smiled a little proudly: "You see, that is our new capital." ”

Jisang Jiagong covered the dazzling sunlight with his hands, looked at the city, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, he was a little surprised by the simplicity of this city, the city was very small, not as big as a county town in Hexi, the city wall was less than two zhang high, it was made of stones and mud mixture, the stones were not carefully polished, and they were not smooth, they were piled together roughly, and there was soil in the gaps to fill in randomly, not to mention that compared with the cities of the Tang Dynasty, even the cities of Tubo could not be compared, this was still their capital, and they actually took the name of a rich city.

Jisang Jiagong secretly despised it in his heart, but he smiled and complimented: "Yes, it is very imposing, looking at it from a distance, I thought it was a mountain." ”

This small city is far from the mountain, but the confident centurion listened very comfortably, so he laughed and said: "You are very discerning, the wealth of our Hui people is in this city, so it is called the city of wealth, I heard that the gold and silver treasures in the city are piled up, and you can buy them from Tibet." ”

Jisang Gyagon was more concerned about whether the Uighur khan was in the city, so he asked, "Are your khans there?" ”

"In! Your luck is good, in a few days we will go hunting in the West, and then you will not be able to find us. ”

"How many troops do you have?"

"We still have an army of 100,000, and our chief said that in two years we will go south, and then go to rob Datang to avenge our relatives who have died over the years."

Jisang Jiagong nodded secretly, the Hui people really did not give up on the Tang Dynasty, at this time, they came to the city gate, and happened to meet the Hui Hui right to kill the general He Mo Dagan, the centurion stepped forward to report and pointed to these Tubo people.

He Moda stepped forward to them and said, "You can keep the paperwork with you?" ”

Seeing that this person was obviously a high-ranking Uighur official, Jisang Jiagong took out Zampu's handwritten letter, respectfully handed it to him, and said, "This is our handwritten letter from Zampu to your Khan, which contains a Turkic translation, please forward it to the Khan." ”

"You come with me!"

He Modagan led a group of Tibetan people into the city, the city was even more messy, a simple and low bungalow, made of stones, mixed with tents in the middle, the ground was still covered with grass, and it could be seen that the grassland was in the past, and the free-range sheep were grazing in the middle of the road, and the road was full of cow feces and horse manure, and the stench was stinking.

Jisang Gyagong was led to a two-story palace, which was slightly better, at least the stone was relatively flat and white-painted with lime, and the most interesting thing was that there was a large tent with a golden roof on the roof, and there were guards standing outside, as if their khan did not live in the palace, but in tents.

Sure enough, Jisang Jiagong walked down the steps to the tent, and He Modagan went in to report it, and after a while, he came out and said, "Please come in!" We Khan please. ”

The big tent is splendid, the ground is covered with a carpet made of gold thread, the big tent is hung around a colorful Shu brocade, you can see the cabinets made of gold, long pots and other common necessities everywhere, and there are all kinds of brilliant gems inlaid on it.

Hui Gele Khan was sitting in the center of the big tent at this time, and the continuous defeat of the past two years and the step-by-step persecution of Anxi Sanhu had made him obviously older, he was only in his thirties, but he looked like a man in his fifties, with a big beard, unusually rough skin, and wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

Since they moved north last year, the situation has calmed down a little, and Gelkhan has taken advantage of this opportunity to reunite the tribes, buy weapons from the Khazar kingdoms in the west, arm young men, and after nearly a year of regrouping, their strength has increased again, and now there are 100,000 troops, grazing in peacetime and soldiers in wartime, waiting for the opportunity for revenge.

Gele Khan didn't expect the Tubo people to come to him, he seemed to understand something, so he looked up and down this strong Tubo envoy, in history, after the Anshi Rebellion, the Tubo occupied Anxi, and the Hui also sent troops to the North Court, and the two sides fought several big battles for Anxi, and finally ended in the defeat of the Hui, and before that, they had no contact.

"What are the Tibetans looking for me?" Golkhan asked quietly.

Jisang Jiagong stepped forward quickly, bowed respectfully, held up Zampu's handwritten letter above his head, and said very sincerely: "Tubo hopes to form an alliance with the Hui and fight against the Tang Dynasty together!" ”

(To be continued)