Fan Zhongcheng suddenly realized that the current situation was very bad, from Chang'an to Lanzhou as far as a thousand miles, from the Qianlong Road all the way, only to find that Shi Xin Khan was neither wise nor wise, this is probably the legendary mediocre lord.

What hope can you expect from such a person? This is really unlucky, the six lieutenants of the left and right Longwu Army, but he was selected to escort Shi Xin to the Western Regions. I hope that after Shi Xin gains a firm foothold in Shaye Chuan, the sage can transfer us back, at least that's what General Chen said when he assigned him a mission.

Since the saint has arranged such an ancestor for him, even if he is really stupid, we have to deal with it. It's just that this seems to be an official who can't be an official, and he can't use his power, and he is a dignified Khan who carries on the past, and he actually wants to listen to the greeting of the Anxi Metropolitan Protectorate, not to mention whether the Mengchi Metropolitan Protector and the Anxi Metropolitan Protector are parallel or subordinate relationships, just Pinyi is one or two levels older than Fumeng.

Of course, as a subordinate, you know what kind of superior is good, what kind of superior is bad, and the people above are tough and the people below can be coarse. If even Shi Xin has become a subordinate of the Anxi Protectorate, then what are they? A subordinate of a subordinate? Neither dignity nor status?

Fan Shao followed Shi Xin back to his room, although the khan was looking at the chicken coop with his cheeks in his hands, maybe he was thinking about why the Iron Crown Head had fallen to the upper hand in the battle just now, and which aspect of training it should be focused on?

Fan Shao forked his hand and said: "Khan, there is something unknown to his subordinates, and he also asks Khan to solve his doubts." ”

Shi Xin's eyes still didn't leave the chicken coop, and he nodded: "You say." ”

"The subordinates want to ask, is it the great Khan who inherits the past, or the Anxi Festival?"

"Hiss," Shi Xin gasped, how could Fan Zhonghou ask such a heart-wrenching question? He turned his head sideways and asked, "What do you think?" Is it me, the Khan who has never been able to carry on the past? Or is the Anxi festival great? ”

Tsk, and know how to kick the ball back.

"It's not easy to judge the subordinates, but if you count according to the quality of the imperial court, he is a four-rank imperial historian, a three-rank protector and a festival envoy, and your ten surnamed Khans must at least rank higher than the county king, of course, you are bigger. But if it is according to the power in his hands, the Anxi Jiedu envoy holds four towns, 24,000 soldiers, and dozens of feudal states are attached to the surrounding areas, not to mention the control of thousands of miles of Xinjiang, there are always 5,000 miles of control of Xinjiang. And Khan, you now only have the empty title of Khan, and the troops under your command are only my five hundred dragon army, and the things of the Broken Leaf River are nominally yours, but now it is the Turgish Khan who is in charge of the ......"

"It's not over," Shi Xin turned his head in frustration: "You told me that these are useful?" ”

Fan Shao staggered to the other side of Shi Xin: "The subordinates mean that we can't control the Anxi Metropolitan Protectorate, but the Anxi Metropolitan Protectorate can't control us either." So you can't listen to the words of Fu Meng Lingcha, you have to have your own official authority and backbone, you are the ten surnamed Khan, and you have His Majesty's forbidden army Long Wu Army as a guard, this is enough to show that His Majesty attaches great importance to you, can this holy husband Meng Lingcha compare? Why should the khan bow down to him? ”

"I don't listen to him?" Shi Xin raised his head and asked himself.

"Yes,"

"Can't listen to him?"

"Absolutely not."

Shi Xin shook his head regretfully: "No, the envoy of Fumeng Jiedu promised that after I arrived in Moxi, he would also draw 500 people from the Anxi army to serve as a guard for Ben Khan, if I don't listen to him, this guard will be gone." ”

Fan Shao smacked his mouth, and hurriedly stepped forward to persuade: "Send you five hundred soldiers, do you think it is his promise?" No, this is the meaning of the saint, he does not dare to disobey. Besides, don't you still have our Long Wujun by your side? Compared with the Longwu Army, the Anxi Army is tantamount to a phoenix compared to a chicken. The Longwu Army can fight with one as ten, can he Anxi Army? ”

Shi Xin raised his head and twisted his chin and asked him: "So, your five hundred dragon martial arts army is worth five thousand Anxi army?" ”

"Of course!" In order to increase the persuasiveness, Fan Zhonghou crossed his fingers beside him and explained: "Our Longwu Army is a good family selected by His Majesty from the people, regardless of armor, the soldiers are the best, compared to Anxi and other border town soldiers on the body and the inferior goods in their hands, it is a hundred times stronger, with our Longwu Army as your escort, what Turks, Tubo, they don't dare to come to your idea at all." ”

"In that case, what am I afraid of?" Shi Xin stroked his palms and laughed: "Fan Zhonghou, when I arrive in the Western Regions, you drive away all those Turks in Broken Leaf City and restore my Turkic Khan Court, I worship you as a great Ejin!" ”

Fan Shao laughed embarrassedly, and secretly said to himself, I don't want to be a big deal for you, and after serving you, Lao Tzu will go back to Chang'an.

……

In the early morning of the second day, the team set off from Lanzhou, followed the Silk Road Post Station to Zhangye in Ganzhou, then to Suzhou, Shazhou Dunhuang, and arrived at Yumen Pass.

The team decided to spend the day in the first oasis market town in the Yumen Pass, replenish fresh water, and prepare for crossing the edge of the desert.

There were no redundant houses in the market town, Shi Xin and other Longwu officers lived in the post station, Fumeng Lingcha temporarily lived in the wine shop, and most of the soldiers simply set up camp tents to live in the open space or poplar forest.

Fumeng Lingcha took the initiative to invite Shi Xin to the wine shop, sat in front of the desk, and treated him with a few glasses of turbid wine and two plates of mutton.

Bai Xiaode stood behind Fu Meng Lingcha, and Fan Zhonghou stood behind Shi Xin. Shi Xin's expression seemed a little nervous, and he exchanged glances with Fan Zhonghou a little, which was considered to be settled.

Fumeng Jiedu smiled cutely, took the initiative to pour wine for Shi Xin, and said in his mouth: "Invite the Khan of Jiji Jue over, first of all, to contact the feelings, and secondly, to explain to you the situation west of the Broken Leaf River, especially in the area of Talas, so as not to be at a loss after you take office." ”

He put down the wine jar and began to speak: "There are many residents with the black surname in Talas City, and the hand of the Huang surnamed He Mobu has not yet reached here, you should appoint more tribal leaders with the black surname as officials, and contact the surrounding country with the country of Bahanna, the king of Bahana is loyal to the Tang Dynasty, and will naturally be close to you, the ten surnamed Khan who was personally named by the sage." Mo Hedu, the lord of the Shi Kingdom, is a supporter of the Tuqi Shi Huang, so you'd better not associate with him......"

Shi Xin took a sip of the wine cup, very dissatisfied with the unpalatable turbid wine, he put down the wine cup, and suddenly interrupted Fu Meng Lingcha's words: "We are both in a bigger position than you, why should Ben Khan listen to you?" ”

Fu Meng's expression froze suddenly, and his fingers pinched the edge of the wine cup.

Fan Shao, who was standing behind Shi Xin, secretly wiped a handful of sweat, which was too ...... Don't listen to this, this is to teach you to keep your life, and you are too rigid and dogmatic.

Fu Meng held back his anger, I don't know this cockfighting kid in general.

"Inherit the Khan, this is not for me to ask you to listen to me, this is some advice for you, you can listen to it or not, it's all up to you. If you can discern right from wrong, you should know that these words are beneficial to you. ”

He put down the wine cup and stood up from the desk, snorted "incorrigible" from his throat, turned around and walked out of the wine shop, Bai Xiaode also glanced at Shi Xin with an unkind face, and followed Zhong Cheng out.

Shi Xin turned his head to look out of the door in surprise, and looked up at Fan Shao helplessly, as if he understood something, but he still said in a daze: "Alas, he, why did he leave?" ”

Fan Shao couldn't help but rub his forehead, this person was really nerve-wracking.

With a sullen breath, Fumon Lingcha walked out of the market town and paced along the edge of the poplar forest, where the desert meets the oasis. Although there is yellow sand in front of him, there are also poplar branches with dry knots, like the rough and cracked arms of a farmer. Their leaves are sparse and thin, and some of the trees are half withered and half vibrant, as if they are fighting for territory with death, showing extraordinary vitality.

Bai Xiaode followed closely behind him and was silent.

Fu Meng Jiedu didn't expect that he would meet such a low-end colleague, what can he do now? can only lower his posture to the same level as him, even if Shi Xin is squatting on the ground and playing with ants with barley, he has to squat down and try to explain from the perspective of ants.

"Let's go, go back."

Fumeng Lingcha had just taken a step when he suddenly heard a faint shout from the forest, which sounded very immature, or someone was galloping on a horse, or was he practicing martial arts in private?