Chapter 121: The scholar's son is righteous, and he is a class superhero in this life

Gaochang, broken city.

This place was originally the royal city of the lion king Asalan Khan, and during the Tang and Song dynasties, it was closely related to the Central Plains.

During the Tang Dynasty, the prime minister here was a Ganlong Han man.

At this moment, it has become a ruined earthen city, with countless ruins and broken walls.

Fu Huan took out the map, looked at the place, and frowned.

He was originally a general of the Siyi Pavilion, and was selected to walk in the Military Intelligence Department, and now he is a spy of the Ming Military Intelligence Department.

The Ming Dynasty and the Timurid Khanate had already sent many caravans to each other to spy on the military situation, and the Timurid Khanate also sent several envoys to find out the arrangements of the Ming Guards along the way.

"Owner, this place used to be full of Buddhist temples."

A spy from the Military Intelligence Department pretended to be a guy and followed Fu Huan.

"Hmm."

Fu Huan nodded, this time, he was ordered by General Lanyu to come to the Western Regions to survey the map, and touch the bottom of the Timurid Khanate, to go all the way to Samarkand, and then turn back to the Ming Dynasty.

The caravan could walk thirty miles in a day.

On the way, in addition to visiting the people here, there is also a visit to the situation of the Han people who have been settled in the Western Regions since the Han and Tang Dynasties.

During the Great Yuan Dynasty, because the trade routes were developed.

There are many post stations in the Western Regions.

Nowadays, most of these post stations are deserted because of the war, and one year the envoys of the Chagatai Khanate walked in the desert of Gansu and the Western Regions, and almost wiped out because of the lack of water.

"The Uighurs of Asalan have been wiped out......"

Fu Huan took a deep breath, very helpless.

In fact, there have always been Han people in this place, and there are a lot, in the Yuan Dynasty, a large number of northern Han people do business, from Shanxi and Shaanxi to this place, because Gaochang has produced grapes since ancient times, and the wine and cotton in this place are very popular in Dayuan.

Now, in just a few decades, it has fallen into ruin.

According to the historical records of the Jin Dynasty, the Liao Kingdom, the Western Liao, and the Great Yuan Dynasty, this place should have been a place where Buddhist temples were everywhere, the Chinese language was popular, and the common people lived together with Han and Uighurs.

At this time, what Fu Huan and the others saw was ruins and broken walls everywhere, and there were obvious traces of war burning.

He took out another map and looked at it carefully, and called a spy from the Mongolian Military Intelligence Department.

The Ming Dynasty in Gansu Guanxi Qiwei, there are a large number of Mongolian guards, these soldiers, either the Yuan Dynasty guarded Ganlong and other places of the station, or the Great Yuan raised the Chagatai Khanate, the Ilkhanate, the descendants of the Kipchak Khan royal family, when the Great Yuan Shizu Emperor Kublai Khan fought for the throne of the Yuan Dynasty, and the Chagatai Khanate, the Kipchak Khanate and the Ogedai Khanate, they were convinced, and they got the title of the Great Yuan Emperor.

So Kublai Khan adopted many royal descendants of other khanates of the Great Yuan Empire in Gansu, preparing to have the opportunity to exchange the upper echelons of these khanates in the future.

It's just that they don't have a good life in Gansu, and pigs and dogs are not as good.

To the west, most of the original Uighurs, Turks, and Mongols believed in the Celestial Religion.

Moreover, they regarded these Mongols, who believed in Buddhism and immortality, as heretics, and were constantly at war with each other.

These Mongols, who originally believed in Buddhism, all returned to the Ming Dynasty.

At least, what can they believe by the way in the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang, the great emperor of the Ming Dynasty, will not plunder their livestock and kill all their children because they believe in Buddhism and believe in eternal life, and the Mongols will not kill children who are more than wheels when they destroy other tribes on the grassland......

"The Uighurs of Asalan have been wiped out, and most of the remaining ones have fled to the Ming Dynasty, but there are still Han Chinese, or Mongols, or Uighurs in this area?"

Fu Huan asked.

The Mongolian soldier, with a straight face, nodded heavily.

"Yes!"

"Barasagon, Aral Sea, Talas, Kashgar, there are Han Chinese."

"Then why no one?"

Fu Huan looked around, only this ruined city had a water source around, so he still had to come here to rest, but after checking it, he found that the cavalry of the Timurid Khanate had sealed the well of the ruined city, and the corpses of the Uighurs of the Buddha were discarded inside, resulting in the unavailability of the well here.

"The Han people are afraid of being harmed by the yellow heads, so they all hide underground."

The Mongol soldier pointed to the city.

"Oh?"

Fu Huan frowned.

He summoned a few men and pulled the camels and horses into the city to find the remnants of the land.

The Buddhist temple is dilapidated, when this place is at its peak, there are Buddhist temples everywhere, and the top of the Buddhist temple is gilded with gold, inlaid with precious stones, during the Tang Dynasty, the high monk Xuanzang came here to worship the Buddha, and was deeply loved by the king.

The five generations of high monks Kumarosh are also from the Western Regions.

This place is rich in beauty and Buddha music, the emperor of the Great Yuan likes the Buddhist family of the heavenly witch, so he uses the Western Regions city-states to see white women, dressed in Yingluo, pretending to be a female Bodhisattva to dance.

And the products here are very abundant, cotton, grapes, wheat are numerous, when the Great Yuan, the temple Buddha head here sells wheat to Xi'an.

Now......

The more I walked, the more I felt emotional.

The soldiers and horses under the command of the Timurid Khanate who conquered this place were precisely the Western Uighurs of the same clan as the Uighurs here, that is, the Celestial Mongols of the Western Chagatai Khanate, who plundered their fellow tribes more than the rest of the Timurid Khanate, and destroyed them even more, and soon destroyed this thousand-year-old ancient city into a "broken city".

"Look, this is called a qanats."

The Mongolian fellow pointed to a hole by the mulberry tree.

There are many kinds of mulberry trees here, weaving cloth with mulberry silkworms, also making mulberry paper, and printing Buddhist scriptures.

"I know about this well, and when I was training in the martial arts hall, the professor once said that this well is a thousand-year-old well, but I haven't seen it yet."

Fu Huan said.

A few people leaned under the mulberry tree, and saw a trickle under the mulberry tree.

Although there is not much water, it flows quickly, and it is enough for people, horses, and camels.

"This water is alive, can you drink it?"

Fu Huan remembered the scene in the well in the Buddhist temple here that he had seen before, and couldn't help but feel a little sick to his stomach.

The Uighurs threw the bodies of their own people into the wells of Buddhist temples, and the wells were left behind.

The Mongolian guy said: "Owner, the water system here actually extends in all directions, but the snow water from the mountains melts and flows, if you don't think about the well of the Buddhist temple, close your eyes and drink, this water is fine." ”

Fu Huan thought about it too.

He squatted down, first observed the surrounding environment of the wellhead, then leaned down and took a few sips of water, and washed his face. Feel refreshed.

This kind of qanats are found every 100 steps or so, and soon everyone found them in other places.

Fu Huan looked at the cave with some doubts, because he seemed to see the depths of the karez well cave, there were many shadows, and some figures flickered.

His heart moved, knowing that this must be the remnants of the broken city, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at it, and said softly: "But the remnants of this city? We are merchants from the Ming Dynasty from the East and spend the night here. ”

In the depths of the qanats, there was a sound of scrubbing.

A black-clad child in sheep's clothing came out of the hole, he was a half-grown child, and behind him were two or three children, all of whom were no more than four or five years old, but they looked very small, weak, and thin and inhuman.

The leading half-sized son, with chapped lips and white eyelids, looked at Fu Huan fixedly, and said timidly: "You guys, are you Han?" ”

Fu Huan nodded lightly.

"Yes, we are the Han people of the Eastern Ming Dynasty."

The little girl behind the half-grown child, who had no clothes to wear, poked her head out when she heard the words, and stared at Fu Huan curiously with dark and bright eyes.

The half-grown man was still a little cautious, at this time a man came over outside the cave, and the footsteps frightened him so much that he hurriedly hugged the girl behind him, Fu Huan stretched out his hand and persuaded softly: "Don't be afraid, we are the good sons of the Han family." ”

Then the half-grown boy glared and asked, "Do you have food?" ”

Fu Huan untied the dry food from his waist, and the dry food they ate, in addition to cooking cakes, also had a kind of compressed dry food that could only be used by spies of the Ming Military Intelligence Department, similar to fried noodles.

The half-grown boy and the three girls seemed to be hungry, and they grabbed the dry food and devoured it.

"Is there anyone else here?"

Fu Huan was not in a hurry, and when they were almost finished, he asked softly.

"They're all dead."

The half-grown boy gave most of the dry food to the three little girls, and he just looked at them, as if he couldn't stand the hunger, and he leaned down and drank a few wells of karez water.

Fu Huan sighed, frowned, and said, "Why don't you leave?" Are there still Uighurs? ”

The half-eldest son glanced at Fu Huan and said: "This is my family, my ancestors are from the Longyou Han Dynasty, and they have settled here for more than 300 years, unless my family dies, I will never leave." ”

"The Uighurs, they either voted for the Elders of Heaven and became a religion, or they all ran away."

Fu Huan's heart touched and he was relieved: "You have been hiding here for a long time, why do you dare to come out when you see me?" ”

The half-grown man said in a flat tone: "My father said before he died, and he could only come out when the Han people came, and in the Western Regions, the Han people did not lie to the Han people." ”

"He also said that whether it is the Han and Tang Dynasties, the Great Yuan, or the Western Regions are all the old land of China, and I am instructed to guard my home for a good life, and there will be a good son of the Han family to collect the Western Regions in the future.

Fu Huan's eyes were wet, and he clenched his fists and secretly said in his heart, he must be a class super in this life!