"The end of Tuyuhun is not far away." Standing in the attic, Zhang Zheng looked at the northwest and muttered to himself.

Everyone only saw His Majesty Li Er aiming the butcher's knife at Tuyuhun, but Zhang Zheng saw more than that.

Just one Tuguhun, what kind of bear-hearted leopard dares to covet the Silk Road of the Tang Dynasty. Xue Yantuo in the north of the Hexi Corridor, the Western Turks adjacent to Xue Yantuo, and the Tubo in the south of Tuyuhun.

The small Han countries in the Western Regions, led by Qiuzi and Gaochang, don't these countries have any idea about this lucrative Silk Road?

Are they really willing to let Li Er alone swallow the huge benefits on this road? The others Zhang Zheng didn't know, but the young Zampu in the city of Luo on the plateau, who had just integrated all the tribes on the plateau with strong force, was probably not too willing.

If he didn't even dare to think about this, he Songtsen Gampo would not be worthy of the eight words of wisdom and martial arts and ambition.

Combined with Li Er's practice of re-establishing the Anxi Protectorate in the fourteenth year of Zhenguan in history, coupled with Li Er's decision to divide the army into two attacks.

Zhang Zheng seemed to have guessed something in the dark. Pursing his lips, Zhang Zheng had some doubts in his heart.

Li Shimin is too anxious, with the current national strength of the Tang Dynasty, it is tantamount to a fool's dream to want to stretch out his hand to the Western Regions.

But Li Er still did it, what was he anxious about? Could it be that his own appearance fueled his ambitions?

The morning star gradually disappeared, and a touch of gold edged appeared in the sky. Zhang Zheng withdrew his gaze to the northwest.

At this time, Duan Zhixuan's front army should have arrived in Fufeng County, the Chinese army should have crossed the Baqiao, and the rear army should also set off.

As everyone knows, Zuo Xiaowei's 30,000 light cavalry is the main force of Datang's foreign war. When the Eastern Turks were destroyed, the Zuo Xiaowei army led by Zhang Gongjin was Li Jing's greatest reliance.

Although Duan Zhixuan only brought 20,000 people to the expedition this time, the siege of the sandbar was no longer a cause for concern. When it was dawn, Zhang Zheng went down to the attic.

When she returned to the new house, Hanxiang had already dressed Qinghe, but as soon as she saw Qinghe's makeup and hairstyle, Zhang Zheng's face suddenly became ugly.

Eleven-year-old girl, what kind of women's hair ornament to comb? Forget about hair accessories, this face is white powder, two small red dots on the cheeks, and the lips are painted with a little bit of the middle and bottom of the person, and the whole person's ghost-like makeup is sure to look good?

In later generations, Zhang Zheng saw Japanese geisha with such makeup. Although it is said that Japan learned from the Tang Dynasty, it is really ugly.

So Zhang Zheng didn't hesitate to press Qinghe's little face in the basin, and washed away the mess on her face in a few handfuls.

Then he snatched the comb from Hanxiang's hand, planned to put Qinghe's hair in a bun, and simply tied a ponytail after combing it.

A playful and cute little Lori appeared in front of Zhang Zheng's eyes. That's right, a little girl should look like a little girl.

"I'll dress up like this for the princess in the future, you know?" Zhang Zheng scolded Hanxiang, took Qinghe's little hand and walked out of the backyard.

As usual, the bride is going to greet her in-laws this morning. Zhang Zheng has long said that he is married to his mother-in-law, not Shang's princess.

Therefore, there is only the difference between the elders and the younger generations in this mansion, and there is no relationship between the monarch and the minister.

If Qinghe showed a trace of resistance or a trace of unhappiness, Zhang Zheng would not hesitate to send her back to the princess's mansion.

was washed off the makeup on his face by Zhang Zheng a few times, and Qinghe's little face was a little aggrieved, this is the most fashionable makeup in Datang at the moment.

I didn't expect my husband to dislike it. But Qinghe is not a barbaric princess after all, she lost her mother since she was a child and grew up in the big dye vat in the palace, Qinghe knows far more things than her peers.

respectfully saluted Zhang Gongjin and the Yuan family, and did not take care of his princess at all.

Looking at the sensible Qinghe, the Yuan family smiled happily and couldn't close his mouth, and immediately took a jade bracelet from his wrist and handed it to Qinghe.

Qinghe didn't dare to reach out to pick it up, but glanced at Zhang Zheng cautiously.

"Look at what I'm doing, you can take it if you want." Zhang Zheng touched the back of his head, why is there such a division between the family.

"Oh." Hearing Zhang Zheng say this, Qinghe smiled and reached out to take the bracelet handed over by Yuan's family, and replied, "Thank you, mother." The more he saw Qinghe, the more he liked it, and he only felt that this little girl didn't have the frame of a princess at all, her mouth was sweet, and she was beautiful.

He drove Zhang Zheng out of the door directly, and before leaving, Zhang Zheng saw Qinghe sticking out his tongue and making a grimace in a posture that his mother couldn't see.

It seems that he is taking revenge on himself for simply and rudely washing off her makeup without asking her opinion.

Zhang Zheng stepped out of the threshold and couldn't help but shake his head and laugh dumbly. It's also a good thing that Qinghe is willing to put down the shelf and get along so harmoniously with his mother.

The peace of mind is a lucky thing for any man. Zhang Zheng walked and walked, and suddenly found that his father was also driven out by his mother, and he couldn't help grinning.

Zhang Gongjin's face was a little dark, and he kicked Zhang Zheng's buttocks. Zhang Zheng was kicked by Zhang Gongjin and was a little confused, but there was nothing he could do.

After all, in this era, it is natural for Lao Tzu to beat his son, and he doesn't even need a reason. What kind of filial son comes out under the stick, beating the child on a rainy day is idle anyway, and so on.

Listen, what a bastard.

"Follow me." Zhang Gongjin said a word after kicking Zhang Zheng, and then walked out of the county mansion with his hands behind his back and walked towards the Wei River.

Zhang Zheng hurriedly followed, and the father and son came to the river together and paced slowly along the river. Looking at the hot scene of the printing house not far away, the father and son laughed at the same time.

Then changed directions, Zhang Zheng led the way for his father in front, and the two walked to the backwater bay where Zhang Zheng fished the big turtle.

Zhang Gongjin looked at the clear water surface of the Wei River, stood with his hands in his hands, turned his back to Zhang Zheng and said, "Do you know Xizhou? ”

"Xizhou, did my father mean that the Western Regions was the capital of the Western Regions, the Xizhou under the rule of Jiaohe?" Zhang Zheng recalled the place name Xizhou, and there are not many places called Xizhou in the Tang Dynasty.

One is Longxi County under the rule of Kuozhou, which was once called Xizhou, and the other is the Xizhou in Zhang Zheng's mouth.

But since Zhang Zheng mentioned that the Western Regions Protectorate and the former Western Regions Protectorate were governed by the river, it can only show that this is already an old matter of the former Han Dynasty.

Today, Xizhou is a city under the rule of Gaochang State, not the territory of the Tang Dynasty. Zhang Gongjin nodded and said: "Yes, I guess you have more or less guessed Your Majesty's intentions, since you didn't follow Duan Zhixuan on the expedition, it is very likely that Your Majesty wants you to go to Xizhou." ”

"Your Majesty wants me to go to Xizhou, what does my father mean by this?" Zhang Zheng was shocked and hurriedly asked.