Huang Ying, who was standing on the side, saw Jiang Yao take out a handkerchief, and she took the first step to wipe Xiuying's tears. Ye'er is by your side, and when your love is overflowing, Huang Ying secretly complains.

Jiang Yao and Liu Ye said goodbye to everyone, and the two went out of the city. The last time Jiang Yao left Chang'an and went south to take revenge was five years ago.

This time, Liu Ye personally sent Jiang Yao away, even though she was reluctant in her heart, she still chose to turn around decisively. I don't know when I will say goodbye this time!

It's quite far out of the city, and Liu Ye has no intention of leaving. Jiang Yaofei dismounted, and Liu Ye stopped silently.

"There will be a farewell for a thousand miles of you, Ye'er go back."

Willow Leaf jumped off the horse, stepped forward, stretched out his arms to hug him, and rubbed his ears and temples.

"Jiang Yao, take care." She said in a nasal voice.

After nearly three years of getting along day and night, Liu Ye took the initiative and made an intimate move towards him for the first time. Jiang Yao was happy and faintly uneasy at the same time, there must be a reason for something abnormal.

Jiang Yao hugged her with his backhand and tightened his arms hard, "Ye'er, you have something to hide from me, right?" ”

Liu Ye raised his face, and a pair of bright eyes printed with stars looked at Jiang Yao steadily, "Guanshan Lu is far away, I'm worried about you." ”

The jade-like face in front of him, the eyebrows that fly obliquely into the sideburns, the phoenix eyes with affection, the mountain road is far away in the future, and the midnight dream returns.

"Then you promise, don't leave me." The sound of the piano brushes across the water, and the magnetic sound whispers in the ears.

"I promise." Willow Leaf's eyes filled with tears.

"You must wait for me." Jiang Yao tightened his arms tighter.

"I promise." Willow replied softly.

Jiang Yao's hands gently caressed her cheeks, and his fingertips brushed the crystal tears.

"Ye'er, Ye'er."

Liu Ye raised his head and stared at Jiang Yao with his eyes stupid.

Jiang Yao couldn't help but lower his head and hold his fragrant and delicate lips. The willow leaves indulged in Jiang Yao's clean, bamboo-like atmosphere and lingering love.

Just let her be greedy in a small place, take the memories and greed for this clean bamboo-like atmosphere, and leave.

"Ye'er." Jiang Yao reluctantly left, and his lips became more and more delicate and red when he was moistened by love, and he couldn't help but lower his head again to peck lightly.

The willow leaves turn their eyes, the air is like a quiet orchid, and the beauty is graceful.

"Jiang Yao, cherish." Liu Ye smiled and took two steps back.

Jiang Yao turned the horse's head and left. The crimson horses, red and bright as fire, like the morning glow on the horizon, gradually drifting away.

Liu Ye turned around, led the horse and walked back slowly, tears falling down. Yue Ying felt her sadness and leaned her head over from time to time to comfort her.

When the imperial capital changed hands, the Uighur Khanate in Mobei was in danger of collapse.

The Uighur Khanate helped the Tang Dynasty quell the Anshi Rebellion and resist the Tibetan invasion of the Western Regions.

In 780 AD, Mu Yu Khan was killed by the prime minister Don Mohe. The prelude to the internal strife of the Uighur Khan was unveiled. Between 780 and 840 A.D., more than a dozen khans were replaced.

The Uighur Khanate Tent is located between the Oud Mountains and the Kun River, and is located in a large natural pasture.

The four seasons are distinct, with long winters and short summers, with a large temperature difference between day and night. Decades of internal strife and natural disasters have been frequent.

In November 839, the Uighur prime ministers An Yunhe and Telchaige plotted a rebellion and were killed by the Zhangxin Khan Hutler.

The prime minister, Dig Luo Be, led his troops outside, bribed Shatuo Zhu Xie Chixin with 300 horses, and borrowed troops to attack Zhangxin Khan, who was defeated and committed suicide. The people of the country made Gitler Khan.

Tachamu was the chief of the Tunjas, a rough man whose ancestors can be traced back to Li Ling, the commander of the Western Han Dynasty.

During the period of Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, there was another major event for the chieftain to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors. Most of the people are red-haired and green-eyed, and the self-proclaimed descendants of Li Ling are black-haired and black-eyed.

After Li Ling surrendered to the Xiongnu at that time, he married his daughter to him, and named him the king of the right school, and sent him to garrison the area of Jiankun. And Jiankun is the territory of the Tunisians.

Seeing the frequent regime changes within the Uighur Khanate, Tachamu secretly gathered strength and prepared for action.

In January 840 A.D., there was a blizzard, and the goose-feathered snowflakes were flying, and the blizzard fell for a whole day and a night.

The next day the sun peeked out of the clouds, and the vast grassland was white and silent. The yurt houses scattered on the grassland were covered with a thick layer of snow, like small undulating bulges.

People are like living in a nest in the snow, the light is blocked by the snow, and the blizzard blocks people from the outside world.

People hid in confined spaces and silently prayed to God so that they could live in peace.

The Great Tent of the Khan was brightly lit, warm and bright. His people's yurts were covered with snow, and they lacked clothes and firewood, and they could not open the doors. What's more, some simple yurts were directly crushed by the blizzard.

People gather all the things that can keep out the cold, and people gather together to keep warm.

The snow stopped, and the sun reflected on the snowflakes, making it impossible to look at them directly. People come out of the yurt to check on their livestock.

Wind and snow filled the savannah, and people could not look for livestock. If you get lost in the wilderness, not only will you not be able to save your livestock, but you will also be swallowed by the wind and snow.

Cattle, sheep and horses roaming freely, such extreme weather, people dare not imagine that they will have to face the scene.

It was already three poles in the sun, and the extreme weather of one day and one night did not affect Khan, and he was in the thick of his dreams.

"Khan, Winus asks to see." Like a nasty mosquito buzzing endlessly, saying that there is no movement and walking away, his brother is really not interesting.

He recently acquired a new beauty of the Devils, with red hair and green eyes, and enthusiasm like fire. Since getting this beauty, the two of them have been like glue.

He had just slept for a while. The khan reluctantly got up, and the beauty was soft and warm like a vine clinging to it, and he was reluctant to be gentle on a cold day. No, no, the nasty buzz continues.

With his back to the tent, he stood stubbornly in the center of the tent. He walked around the meadow and came to the khan's tent. I saw the prime minister Dola Be, wrapped in his cloak tightly, stomping his feet and wandering outside the tent.

Seeing him, he was very excited, "Lord Wang, you're here." ”

He lunged at Wen Weis, waiting until his toes froze. Both of them had frost on their eyebrows.

"Prime Minister, you gather people to help the victims."

Dig Luo Be, got the order of Wen Weisi, went to gather men, trotted away, and stood for a long time and his blood was almost congealing.

The maid served Khan to wash, and when he saw that Winvis's boots were covered with a layer of frost, he stood in a puddle of snow and water, and his leather boots were wet.

"Change your boots for the prince." Khan felt sorry for his brother.

"Brother Wang disturbed the Khan, and hoped that the Khan would forgive his sins. Brother Wang, last night there was a blizzard with serious casualties and livestock casualties, and the people suffered heavy losses. Wen Weisi said sadly.

The attendant brought breakfast, "Brother Wang, if you eat breakfast together, the lives of the people are hard." ”

The Khan felt that Winmos was asking for troubles, snow, drought, and floods, and God's will could not be changed artificially.

Wen didn't remember the disaster, how could he have the heart to eat. A lamb bone was held in his hand for a long time, and he ate it tastelessly.

Khan tore a plate of mutton with his own hands and piled it in front of him, his brother has a tendon, who knows what the situation will be tomorrow like? There is wine today, and there is drunkenness today.

In the past few decades, more than a dozen khans have been on the scene, and you will sing and I will appear. As long as you can see the sun today, you earn it.

As for what tomorrow's sun will look like, whether you have the life to see tomorrow's sun or not is another matter. No matter what disaster victims and grass people, they are still summer moths.

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