Dah Gard, Dach City.

In the spacious study of the Lord's Castle, rows of red sandalwood shelves lay books in different encapsulations, and the text on the back or cover of the books shows that there are at least seven or eight languages of the book, and it is clear that the owner of this study is a polymath who knows many languages.

In the place next to the window of the study, there is a huge white oak desk, on the long table is covered with gold velvet tablecloth, on both sides are seven or eight gold velvet high-backed armchairs, in the middle of the back window, on a chair, sitting a blonde woman with long braids, is concentrating on reading a book, from time to time in her right hand to pick up a quill pen, Jiao Jiao the finest antifreeze ink, on the blank page of the notebook to write down her feelings.

The room was very quiet, only the sound of the hourglass quietly leaking sand. Through the thickened glass windows, you can see the snow outside, the servants in the castle are busy clearing the snow, and the distant streets outside the castle are occasionally hula-la-la, and patrols in fur coats and fur coats patrol the main roads of the city in sleds.

This is one of the northernmost territories of Oghuz. "Dahega" means extremely cold in the Tungusic language, and out of Dahega, to the north, is the Arctic Sea, which is surrounded by ice and snow all year round - both the Tang and Oghuz people call it the Arctic Sea.

It's already the middle of May, but the temperature here is still between minus fifteen or sixteen, even in the warmest July, there are still minus three or four degrees, people wear fur robes all year round, the difference is the thickness of the leather robe and the thickness of the clothes inside.

The woman reading in the study did not wear an outer robe, only a linen stand-up collar pullover shirt on the upper body, and the three gold buttons on the collar were open, revealing a slender neck.

The door to the study was knocked politely three times.

"Come in."

The blonde woman didn't look up, and her tone was resolute and neat with a somewhat sonorous cold tone.

The thick oak door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man with black hair and black eyes entered, wearing a white pullover with red trim fur military robe, a row of shiny silver buttons from the stand-up collar button to the chest, the military robe was as long as the boot shaft, a white belt four finger wide was tied around the waist, a curved sheath saber hung on the left, and the lower body was white fur military pants with red edges, which were pierced into knee-high military boots, and his steps were light and neat on the thick and soft carpet, and he raised his fist and gave a military salute, and his voice was deep and restrained, "Your Highness, the latest military report." ”

The woman raised her head, and on her deep and three-dimensional face, a pair of gray eyes were like ice and snow in the polar regions, revealing a cold color.

"Speak."

"Yes." The man in military uniform said, "As of seventeen o'clock yesterday afternoon (five o'clock), the report is that the Fourth Commander of the South, the Udane Legion, has arrived in the city of Yark, south of the Central Command; The Bodai legion was less than seven hundred miles from the central command; The Gmuren Legion was fifteen hundred miles away from the Central Command; The Tucker Legion was less than four thousand miles from the Center Collar.

"The five northern elders, the Mansu and Gedar, are still facing each other on the Chaola River; The other three collars are still on the sidelines. ”

The man in the military uniform who reported the report was the lord and legion leader of the Dahega of the three northern lords who were "still waiting".

"The Northeast Regiment of the Ten Eastern Territories - the northeastern of the three Northern Territories also arrived in the northern part of the Central Territory yesterday, and the three leading regiments with a total of 120,000 troops were pressed on the border between the northern part of the Central Territory and the Jigle Territory; The 100,000 legions of the Eastern Third Territory also arrived, pressing on the border between the eastern part of the Central Territory and the Baikhre Territory; Among the four southern commanders, except for the Duboda commander who defended the Tang Empire's Andong Protectorate, who was not subject to the call order, the other three leaders all received the call order from Khan Jing and Baihelei, but there is still no movement to send troops.

"The eleventh collar in the west—except for the four that defended the western border, the other seven collars have all received two summoning orders, of which: the three collars in the southwest have already sent troops—the Suran legion was intercepted by the Altay legion north of the Yerboga River, and the two armies are still not fighting; The Wendur Corps crossed the Obus Mountains the day before yesterday and was stationed at the foot of the East Mountain, and there was no movement of the camp yesterday. As for the second collar in the west and the second in the northwest, there is still no movement of troops. ”

He stepped forward and handed the paper containing detailed military information to the table.

The blonde woman with long braids - Grand Duke Gesol still had the book in her hand, and the divine sense of the Holy Martial Master realm scanned the past, and the military situation was immediately clear to her heart.

She sneered and said, "Among the three northern leaders who are 'currently waiting', you and Oren don't mention it, Taigut is a wall-riding faction, this is to see that the situation is clear before joining." As for the second leader of the northwest, one of Movo's men and one of Minglei's men, the two legions were stationed in motion, and this was to defend my Gesol. As for the second collar in the west, as well as the third collar in the east and south, these five collars were originally neutralists, and now it seems that they are determined not to participate in the dispute between Mowo and Minglei. ”

Langeville said: "It should be that His Royal Highness the Grand Duke did not express his position, and he had a wait-and-see heart. ”

Louqiu raised his eyebrows, and said in a cold voice: "What can I say?" Khan's father's deathbed edict Mowo succeeded to the throne, and Minglei said that it was a false edict made by Mowo forced to make the palace - this is possible, after all, Khan's father did not issue an edict to abolish Minglei's crown prince position during his lifetime, and it is too suspicious to suddenly change Mowo; But what Mowo said: Minglei and Khan's father love the concubine. The traitor was broken by the Khan's father, and the Khan's father died in a fit of rage, and before his death, he issued an edict to abolish Minglei and establish Mowo instead - it may also be true. - What is the truth, we can only find out when the situation is clear. ”

Langeville silently gave the Grand Duke a thumbs up, clearly sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight, waiting for both defeats, or one defeat and one injury, this is "waiting for the situation to be clear", and the Grand Duke will then put a pot on the winner's head on the grounds of finding out the truth about the death of the Great Khan - as for the newly enthroned Mowo Khan or the former crown prince Minglei, it depends on the wrestling between the two.

Anyway, the Grand Duke is in Gesol Collar "stationed in the border area, and no one is allowed to leave without an edict", and no matter how hard the Central Leader fights, the Grand Duke is also powerless.

As for the truth about the death of the eldest Khan, was it done by Minglei or Movo, or was it their grand duke...... Who knows? Only the gods knew, and he didn't want to inquire into the cause.

Anyway, the Great Khan is already old, and the former lion no longer has the courage to be brave, and it is time to return to the arms of the gods.

Langeville gave a military salute to his chosen lord and turned to walk out. Although this is his study, seven or eight out of ten of the books in it are not his, and belong to the new owner here.

He walked to the verandah, down the spiral staircase, and when he went down to the second floor, he saw a handsome young man wearing a leather robe with a book in his hand, and he was hurrying up the stairs.

The two looked at each other.

Langeville's eyes shrank, and after the young man raised his fist and saluted him, he also returned a military salute, and the two staggered past.

Walking to the first floor, Langeville touched the beard on his lips and thought: Xuanhu is here, what is the secret matter? —but he was only thinking about it, and he didn't have the heart to explore it at all.

"Xuanhu" is called Sagayakr, like him, he is also a Tunguska nobleman, who was valued by the Grand Duke for loyalty and intelligence, and was promoted to a confidential clerk, responsible for the most confidential matters around the Grand Duke, because he wears a black robe all year round, and his mind is more sensitive and cunning than the Arctic Fox, and the henchmen around the Grand Duke secretly call him Xuan Fox.

"Your Highness." Xuanhu knocked on the door and entered, picked up a pen and wrote a word on a blank piece of paper.

This is a Chinese character:

【驲】.

The information from "over there" was only one word, and with Xuanhu's cleverness, he only guessed half of it, but the other half couldn't guess it.

But he knew, and the Grand Duke must understand.

The gray eyes of the Grand Duchess froze, followed by two points of cold and sharp light, and suddenly laughed lightly, pulled out a short note, and wrote a Tunguska poem in standard font:

[The night intersects with the sky, and the morning star, which rises from the depths of our souls, rises to the sky. 】

Fold it into Fang Sheng and hand it to the clerk.

"Pass it to the high priest."

"Yes." The clerk's expression was calm, not at all curious or wanting to know what the Grand Duke meant by passing this poem to the High Priest that was sung by the Morning Star.

After the clerk withdrew, he continued to read and take notes until the attendant outside the door reported that the guest was coming.

"Please come in."

Entering, a tall guest, with a fur hat on his head and a white bear mask on his face obscuring his head and face, revealing only a pair of dark brown, piercing eyes.

Ninglouqiu made a posture of sitting.

The guest took off his fur hat and removed the white bear mask, revealing a deep, fair, middle-aged face.

This is a humble aristocrat.

"Your Royal Highness." The person who came gave her a humble aristocratic salute that pressed his chest and bowed down.

"Chu Yin Sage, long time no see." Lou Qiu got up, but returned a grandmaster salute to him.

The visitor's eyes twinkled, and he pulled out his chair and sat down opposite Grand Duke Gesol.

His gaze fell on the writing of the archduchess's right hand closed.

That's a line of Tungusic text:

[Emperor Gaowu].

Its original name should be called "Gaowu Biography", the author is a European attendant who served in the Tang Dynasty Emperor Gaozongwu, after Gaozong's death, he wrote this biography in Chinese and Euroton, and then it was translated into many languages, but in addition to Chinese, no matter which language, it was uniformly translated: "Gaowu the Great".

This is a must-read classic for every emperor, no matter which country he is the emperor of the Tang Empire, the Gaowu Emperor, has always been a high mountain on the throne, and no one has surpassed it so far. And admitting her strength is not a shame for the empire that was once defeated by her army, it is heroic to confront a strong enemy, and it is shameful to be defeated by a weak enemy, study her success, explore her thoughts and actions, in order to make yourself more aware of this powerful enemy, learn from her, and challenge her...... Surpass her.

The guest's sharp gaze fell on the face of Liaolouqiu, and the indifferent words were equally sharp, "Many emperors want to learn Gao Wu, but none of them are Gao Wu. ”

Do you think you can succeed?

Ninglouqiu's gray eyes were cold and wise, "I'm not Gao Wu. But Oghuz needed a knower, not just a fierce lion king. ”

The guest was silent.

The eyes of the two met in the air, equally cold, sharp, as if the blades were clashing, and neither of them flinched.

After a long time, the guest stood up, took up his mask, put on his fur hat, and said:

"Three months."

We wait for you for three months.

Louqiu smiled coldly: Three months is enough.

***

Central Collar, Utengri Sacred Mountain.

The white condor soared in the sky, flew over the white domed temple, circled again, and landed on an outstretched arm.

The middle-aged priest in the white robe of the shaman hurriedly walked into a dome temple, the top of the temple is painted with the sun, moon and stars, but the center is open-air, below is a circular altar, in the middle of the altar is placed a astrolabe full of ancient atmosphere, no material can be seen, facing the sky, extremely slow rotation.

An old man in a white robe sits in front of an astrolabe.

The priest saluted respectfully to the old man and said, "High priest, the eagle has a letter. ”

As he spoke, his hands were spread out, and there was a bamboo pipe in his palm.

The high priest did not look back, looked at the astrolabe, and said in a somewhat dry voice, "I see." ”

The middle-aged priest bowed and retreated silently.

He retreated outside the hall and removed the lacquer seal from the bamboo pipe—and sure enough, there was already a tube of ash inside.

Inside the temple, the high priest sat in front of the astrolabe, his thin fingers slowly plucking a star.

The morning star has arrived...... But can you get here......

"Go ahead." He said.

From the sleeves of his shirt adorned with stars, a transparent butterfly suddenly flew out, flapped its thin wings, and flew out of the temple gate.