"The Honorable Great Khan, the great Asalam Khan, has ordered Ajian Sulu to pay you his respects on his behalf."

In the tent of the Tatar Khan, a fat man with a big black man bent down and saluted to the chest of the disgraceful Xiban......

It was a merchant and a messenger who had Uighur names, spoke stiff Tatar, and was dressed in unusually bright colors, and the texture was expensive silk.

He has a big beard and is neat and tidy, wearing upturned scalp boots on his feet, and wearing jewelry on his wrists, neck, and fingers that shine with various colors.

It is not uncommon for merchants to act as messengers.

Especially in the western part of the country, where trade was frequent, some of the great merchants had unimaginable status, and they could even meet the king and the khan at any time, and associate with these noble people, many of whom had official positions in various places.

In this way, it is normal to use merchants as messengers.

He didn't like this Uighur, he had been in Han for a long time, and a guy like this kind of bejeweled guy obviously made him feel bad.

But it was a messenger, an emissary of the Uighur Empire to the west, who had been given a great gift and had been introduced by Altsa Shetan, and so on, and he had to meet this man.

As the merchants gathered, more and more people came with various missions, which overwhelmed the Tatars, and what worried him was that his uncle, who was a Han Chinese, might not like to see these merchants.

However, there is a saying in the grassland, where merchants gather, it is always so beautiful.

Actually, the word good is not accurate, but should be replaced by the word powerful, so even if he is a little worried, he is still happy in his heart, because this can be seen as a sign of prosperity for the Tatars.

This Uighur emissary was not the first merchant he met, but he was undoubtedly the most special of them, because he brought greetings and respects from the mighty Uighur Khan to the west.

There are some wealthy merchants whose status is not worse than that of some tribal lords and nobles.

"I have heard of the prestige of Asalan Khan, and I am very grateful for his thoughts, and I have great respect for Asaran Khan...... Well, messenger of Asalan Khan, sit down and talk, enter my tent as if you were back home......"

"Your words, Ah Jian Sulu will definitely convey them to the Great Khan, and he will definitely be very happy to hear this."

The big black fat man saluted again, squinted his little eyes and looked at it, then came to the side and sat down calmly.

This is undoubtedly a businessman who has seen a big scene, with thorough etiquette, respectful and not humble, just words, and a calm posture, and indeed has the qualifications to be an envoy.

Buyan Xiban observed this person with a smile, he had learned a lot from his uncle's side, and he always couldn't help but learn from his uncle's style.

But he is not Zhao Shi after all, when dealing with his subordinates, he mostly seems tough and cold, and when he meets some special people, that is, when he is enough to make him identify with the other party, he will become much gentler, such a change, in fact, also shows that he still lacks some self-confidence.

"Although I have not been to the west, as far as I know, the Uighur steppes are a long way from here, and I am surprised that Asalan Khan was able to send people here...... Of course, it is a bit offensive to say this, but I am curious to know how the eyes of Asalan Khan can see such a distant place, and where did you, the messenger of Assalan Khan, come from? ”

Buyan Xiban asked casually, but the taste of exploration and suspicion in his words was extremely strong.

The fat black merchant laughed awkwardly, but he thought to himself that although he had the honor of the Great Khan, he was still only a young man, and he didn't seem to know how unwise it was to suspect a noble messenger of the Great Khan in person......

The Uighurs, whose long-standing roots, have long since passed their prime, but they have their pride.

However, he coped with it very decently, and of course, there was inevitably a taste of merchant cunning in it.

He bowed his head respectfully, showed an uncomfortable smile, and replied: "Wise Great Khan, you know everything, in fact, although the great Asalan Khan is as wise as you, he still cannot know the ...... born in the distant Tatar steppes."

"But when spring was about to come, a man came to the Great Khan and told him that in a war in the far east, the Tatars had defeated the cavalry of the Nabarians, and that the messenger of the Nabarians had also come to the Great Khan, asking for the help of the Great Khan, and asking for the Uighurs to send troops against you......"

"The wise Great Khan refused this request, and when the Great Khan learned that the barbarians were migrating, the Great Khan summoned the lowly me to his palace and ordered me to come here to convey his respect to the victors."

"You see, Ah Jian Sulu has come to you, and he has brought not only the respect and deep apologies of the Great Khan, but also the humble me to bring a request for trade, you should be able to understand that we Uighurs have no intention of participating in the strife in such a distant steppe, since the barbarians can no longer guarantee the safety of the Uighur caravan, then ......"

At this point, he didn't say any more, but the meaning had been expressed very clearly, and what made him feel even more good was that this person would say such a dirty behavior at both ends of the rat, which was extremely reasonable, coupled with his expression changing from time to time, people could not blame him or his Great Khan at all.

Compared to the rugged steppe people to the east, the sleekness of this Uighur merchant made him feel extraordinarily fresh.

What else can I say about the disgraceful Xiban?

He could only smile and nod and said, "Asalan Khan is really wise, I think, he will not be disappointed......"

The Uighur merchants laughed, but without a smug look, and looked very respectful and sincere.

"Great Wise Khan, you will not be disappointed, but the humble Ah Jian Sulu would like to ask offendedly, have you agreed to our request for trade?"

Buyan Xiban waved his hand, signaling that the attendant could set up a banquet, and then nodded with a smile: "There is no one on the grassland who does not welcome the arrival of merchants, how can I be an exception?" However, there are some things that need to be discussed before you can decide, so if you have the patience, please wait here for some time, and I think you will be worth the trip. ”

The Uighur merchant said with joy on his face: "As a merchant, I have never lacked patience, and Ah Jian Sulu has always been a good merchant, much more suitable than I am as an emissary. ”

In a word, Xiban laughed out loud, "No, the envoy of Asalan Khan, you are very suitable for this position, I am even a little jealous that Asalan Khan can have an envoy like you......"

At this point, the guest and the host turned into harmony.

Wine and food were soon served, it is worth mentioning that the dishes were no longer monotonous mutton, and the wine was no longer unpleasant milk wine, and the merchant's benefits were undoubtedly revealed on this, and with the arrival of the caravan, the dishes in the sweat tent were also enriched......

"Ha, the wine of the Han people."

The Uighur merchant smelled the wine with an intoxicated face, which was also a drunkard, and took a sip without hesitation, and then ...... Bared teeth.

"Jiannan Brewing."

Although the four words are awkward, they are also very clear.

"Please forgive Ah Jian Sulu for his faux pas, I haven't drunk such a mellow and sweet wine for many years, but I didn't expect it, but it was in your sweat tent that I had such a good mouth......"

This compliment made the Bhuyi Xiban very happy, but the Uighur merchant, who did not have a good impression at the beginning, became more and more favorable, "I didn't expect you to be able to taste the origin of the wine in one gulp, the Uighurs...... Sure enough, it lives up to its name. ”

The Uighur merchant shook his head and exclaimed, "Thank you for the compliment, it was my father who once exchanged two horses and a bag of golden gold from a Tibetan merchant for ten jars of wine...... However, it has been more than twenty years since the family has drunk all the wine, and I have not tasted this wine again, and Ah Kin Sulu would like to thank you for your generosity in treating him with such a good wine. ”

Speaking of this, the merchant immediately made a mistake and asked cautiously: "Honorable Great Khan, I don't know if Ajian Sulu has the honor of exchanging some good wine from you, he will bring it back and present it to the great Asalan Khan, he will be very happy......"

Buyan Xiban, who had already started to trade with the south and had the backing of the Dingjun Marquis Mansion, didn't care about this, he smiled and said indifferently: "As a reward and to express my respect for Asalan Khan, when you go back, I will order someone to bring you some ......"

"However, I think these will not be precious things in the future, as long as you can come to the Tatar steppe, you can trade the wine of the Han people, come, for the prosperity of the steppe, let's drink a bowl......

This time, the Uighur merchant was indeed envious, he had heard that the Han people in the south were making deals with the Tatars, but unfortunately there was still a damned Tangut between the Uighurs and the Han Chinese.

(After a day of drifting, exhausted, and having to code tomorrow's chapter, Ah Cao's life is hard.) (To be continued.)

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