After all, Xing Jiuliu was also the titular regent of the Tartar Song Dynasty, and the migration came to a halt due to his death.

Along the way, the Tatar Song army naturally clashed with local forces on the plateau, and also captured some tantric monks to accompany them.

One of the great lamas suggested that the regent of Xing Jiuliu be buried in heaven.

Considering the limitations of objective conditions, Xingzhen tearfully agreed to this suggestion.

So she ordered a simple terrace to be built out of stones on a hill, and a flower bed was made with Sange flowers, and then the lover was put on it.

With the support of Li Lianying and Wang Chengde, Xingzhen cried into tears.

Zhao Xiaobao, who is already four years old, smiled very happily, jumped happily on the old father's grave with his big head, and raised the petals everywhere.

Xingzhen had to order someone to arrest him and keep him under strict guard.

Soon, vultures, with their keen sense of smell and vision, began to hover the sky.

They are scavengers on the snowy plateau, and they are responsible for disposing of all corpses.

Xingzhen was amazed by these cute big birds.

They are as handsome as their lovers.

The body of the lover can be pecked by them, it must be very happy, right?

Xingzhen prayed silently to the big birds, hoping that Xing Jiuliu would pass through their digestive tract to live in bliss.

However, at this time, an embarrassing scene happened.

Several huge vultures flew down and stood next to Xing Jiuliu's corpse, poking their heads out and sniffing and sniffing.

Eventually, they flapped their wings in disgust and flew away without looking back.

As if to say, "Ahhhh Poisonous food, pickled and flavorful, Ye is not a fool! ”

Xingzhen was stunned as the big birds flew farther and farther, leaving only Xing Jiuliu's cold body slowly stiffening in the low temperature of more than ten degrees below zero.

This is the first time that the lover has finally hardened himself!

But Xingzhen had to leave.

Sotena left behind his henchman to lead the team, Tokugawa Yoshiki, the deputy commander of the Seiyi Shogunate's mansion, took out his handcuff and respectfully invited the Queen Mother to go on the road.

Finally, looking back at Xing Jiuliu lying in the sea of flowers, Xingzhen climbed into her own soft sedan chair.

Perhaps many years from now, this strange-looking corpse will still be a signpost on the snowy plateau.

"Tokugawa shogun, we've been walking here for almost two years, haven't we? How much more is there to go to Tianzhu, and how long will it take? ”

Xingzhen couldn't help but ask.

Tokugawa shook his head.

You ask me, who do I ask?

Back then, Master Xuanzang went to Tianzhu, but he walked for 14 years.

However, Xuanzang didn't know that Tubo could pass through Tianzhu at that time, so he spared a big circle from the Western Regions.

So it can't be counted that way.

Looking up at the sky, Tokugawa Yoshiki misses his hometown Sakula a little.

The plateau is bitterly cold, and I don't know the cold and heat.

The Sakula in his hometown didn't know if it was in full bloom.

They must be beautiful when they wither, right?

Shaking his head, Tokugawa Yoshiki suddenly thought that the monkey Toyotomi Hideyoshi, whose ancestor Tokugawa Ieyasu had survived, didn't he dream of annexing Korea and the Ming Dynasty, conquering India again, and establishing a huge empire?

At present, it seems that he has gone from Edo to North Korea, to Dongjiang Phi Dao, to Beijing, to Tianzhu, all the way, but he is really moving forward according to his script.

It's just that monkeys are monkeys in the end.

He doesn't understand, Mu Monkey and Crown are also monkeys, some grand wishes monkeys are destined to be untouchable, and only the true dragon son can easily do things that monkeys can't do.

In essence, the Great Tomorrow is doing the same thing as Toyotomi Hideyoshi, the same is to unify the Japanese Dynasty and conquer India, but the final result is very different.

Thinking of Maori Jingqing, an old acquaintance who served as the chairman of the property committee in Fengdu Wuguo City Apartment.

Speaking of which, the word "Qing" in his name was given by himself!

And now?

He gave himself words in turn, which was almost the same.

Tokugawa couldn't help but sigh with emotion, of course, the fate of the individual depends on self-struggle, but it also has to take into account the course of history.

In fact, he obviously wanted to vote for Ming back then, but by mistake, he was ruined by the French and had to live in the Tartar Dynasty.

Fortunately, with his three-inch tongue, he said that he moved Sot to set things right, but it is a pity that such a great credit is not as good as Maori Jing gave birth to a good daughter!

Tokugawa Keiki has always wanted to send a daughter to Zhu Fugui's harem.

But they were all ruthlessly rejected.

After all, when Daming was weak, the forced diplomacy in bed had passed.

Zhu Fugui's harem is no longer stuffed.

On the contrary, it was the pseudo-emperor Muhito, who raised abalone on Zhangzi Island, who asked people to talk several times, saying that he wanted the Natogawa woman to be the queen.

Tokugawa Keiki said that Genmuhito was thinking about fart!

Although the daughter of the Tokugawa family can't marry the son of the big tomorrow, there are so many good men who have made contributions in the Ming Dynasty, and you Yuan Muren, a widow who raises abalone, also want to be my son-in-law?

Pipe dream!

Tokugawa Yoshiki felt that the most correct thing he had done was to marry off all his daughters before leaving Beiping.

Otherwise, they will follow them to the plateau, and if they don't say anything else, they will definitely become as black as Xingzhen, right?

When the time comes, it will be difficult to marry the children of the Ming Dynasty!

Tokugawa Keiki secretly glanced at the Queen Mother of the Tartar Song.

She was lying on a soft sedan chair, took out a large pack of large front doors from her belly pocket, pulled out one, and tried to light it with an open flame.

It's a pity that two years have passed, and this open flame has long run out of oil.

In addition, the thin air made it difficult to ignite.

Although I have tried my best to avoid sun exposure.

But after two years of grinding on the plateau, Xingzhen still inevitably darkened and lost weight.

If Zhu Fugui was here, he would definitely find that Xingzhen, who was round and jade, and had a somewhat beautiful appearance, was rapidly moving towards the image of "Cixi" in his impression, which existed in various textbooks and historical photos.

To be honest, it's a bit of a Ha person.

So Dr. Xing can't actually rule out that he died because of the increasing dose every night.

Altitude sickness is only a co-factor.

Just as Tokugawa was thinking wildly, a group of scouts on bantams suddenly galloped in front of him.

The beggar's outfits on their bodies swayed in the wind.

On the plateau, Tokugawa Yoshiki hadn't seen such a spirited kid for a long time.

I saw that they had irrepressible ecstasy on their faces, and shouted: "Lord Guanling, Lord Guanling, there are herdsmen in front of you who say that after a mountain pass, there is a big lake, called Tsomuangla Rinpo, which is the Pangong Lake on the map, and along the Pangong Lake to the west, is the Tu State of Ladakh, which is the westernmost place of Tibet, the hometown of China, and further west and south, is the Xihe Niu Prefecture where Tianzhu is located!" ”