A group of people from the Western Regions was coming towards Chang'an City, led by An Yanyan, who left Persia first when Pei Xingjian and Xue Rengui fought Khalid in the Gilgan Mountains, believing that the stupid cannibals would be defeated.

As expected, the Great Cannibals were defeated, and they lost to the Dons.

After four years in Persia, An Yanyan had a lot of gray hair, and Tian Khan and Hou Xing of Lishan County promised to release the old man surnamed Zhaowu Jiu, so that he came to Chang'an City with great respect.

Since Xu Jingzong is no longer the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, no one has been staring at Songtsen Gampo anymore.

Songtsen Gampo will not be stopped wherever he wants to go, and many Tibetan children have come to Chang'an City, and they want to study in the Sifang Pavilion of Chang'an City.

Now these children are hugging around, clamoring, "We want to listen to the stories of the Tang people." ”

Songtsen Gampo said: "The story of the Tang people can't be finished, why don't you listen to the story of Tubo? ”

A child said: "The story of Tubo is not good, so we have to listen to the story of the Tang people." ”

"In the past, the elders of the clan told the story of Tibet, but they have long forgotten it."

Songtsen Gampo also preached to the children of Tibet: "I will tell you the story between Tibet and the Tang Dynasty. ”

"As long as it's a story of the Tang people, we love to hear it."

Songtsen Gampo thought for a while, and then started with Lu Dongzan's envoy to Chang'an.

An Yanyan walked into the post house and saw Songtsen Gampo at first sight.

Songtsen Gampo just told the children a story and smiled back.

"You are the former Tibetan Zampu, Songtsen Gampo?" An Yanyan said a word, nodded again, and said, "It's up to you." ”

At this moment, Songtsen Gampo has changed a lot, he is still wearing the clothes of the Tubo people, and he is over thirty years old when he is in the prime of life, but there are endless vicissitudes in his eyes.

When he was in charge of Tibet for ten years, those ten years were his most glorious time, and he wrestled with the Tang Dynasty for three years, and fought with Zhang Yang for another three years.

In six years, I have seen the rise of Tibet, and I have seen that Tibet is about to be divided again several times, and now the people of Tubo are listening to the stories of the Tang people.

Those ten years seemed to be his whole life, and he felt that his life was over after he met his son, who is now the little khan of Tubo, Gongri Gongzan.

Maybe someone else's life is 50 years, 60 years, 70 years?

And his real life is only a short ten years.

Looking at the one on Lishan again, Songtsen Gampo has some comfort, now Lishan has become an immortal mountain, and now Zhang Yang has become an immortal, his life seems to have stopped, Chang'an City only has his legend, and there are no new deeds.

There is a feeling of heroism and endless vicissitudes, and there are too many things that have happened in the world in the past ten years.

There are so many stories and memories that I can't tell.

An Yanyan sat down and paid a piece of gold, which was brought from Persia, and the little guy in the post house took the gold and smiled, this palm-sized gold was enough for An Yanyan to have a room in the post house that he could live in for a lifetime.

He looked at Songtsen Gampo and said in a low voice: "My surname is An, my name is An Yanyan, and I am an old person with the surname Zhaowu Jiu. ”

After drinking, he said: "Being able to say so frankly and being famous is a great joy in life, our people dream of wanting people here to recognize that they are from the Central Plains, and we used to be a bloodline of the Central Plains." ”

An Yanyan said again: "Okay now, we can justifiably say that we are the descendants of the surname Zhaowu Jiu, and our ancestors are the people of Zhaowu City in the north of Qilian Mountain. ”

After that, he took another sip and continued: "The wine of the Tang people is really delicious! ”

"I am Songtsen Gampo, and they say I am the Zampu of Tibet."

Songtsen Gampo also sat down and whispered: "I heard of you in the Western Regions before, what did Zhang Yang promise you to make you work for the Tang people like this. ”

An Yanyan said with a smile: "Now Zhaowu Jiu's surname is also Tang, the Western Regions are all Tang, since he should pay blood and sweat for the Tang Dynasty, contribute to the society, what is the life, as long as the Tang Dynasty can be strong, what more can the husband ask for!" ”

Songtsen Gampo said, "I heard before that you people want to stand on your own feet. ”

An Yanyan sighed: "I am me, the predecessors are the predecessors, the ambitions and dreams of the predecessors have nothing to do with me, and the current descendants of Zhaowu are also Tang people, there is no difference, there is no distinction." ”

Songtsen Gampo said in a low voice: "Zhang Yang wants the Tubo people to speak Guanzhong dialect, learn the Guanzhong Rite Department, and let the Tubo people also become Tang people." ”

"The people of the Western Regions are already Tang people, you were the male lord of Tubo back then, but now? Isn't it good to be a Don Man? ”

"Are you Zhang Yang's lobbyist?"

"No, I'm not Zhang Yang's lobbyist, I'm a Tang person, so I should say what a Tang person should say."

Songtsen Gampo was in a sad mood and smiled: "I used to think that Tubo would have another strong day, but now I think that Zhang Yang will not give Tubo this day, he wants the children of Tubo to grow up listening to the stories of the Tang Dynasty, the stories of the Tang people......"

He smiled bitterly and said in a low voice: "The story of the Tang people is so moving, and the children of Tubo never get tired of listening to it. ”

A man from the Western Regions came running quickly, babbling and talking.

It took a while for Songtsen Gampo to understand, and said with a smile: "It turned out that the royal family of Goguryeo was removed, and the Heavenly Khan issued a decree, and Goguryeo returned to the land of the four counties of the Han Dynasty. ”

An Yanyan said again: "In the future, Goguryeo will also be the territory of the Tang Dynasty. ”

Songtsen Gampo said in a low voice: "Well, they have been doing such things, and Zhang Yang's methods have never changed. ”

"Don't you feel glad? Shengming's Heavenly Khan let you stay in Chang'an City. ”

Songtsen Gampo bowed his head and said: "That's because the old Tubo people are not dead, they still think that they are Tubo, and the Heavenly Khan needs to let me live." ”

"Well, that's exactly what I think about it."

To the east of Guanzhong, from the cold Liaodong all the way to the border of Silla, why follow Jin Chunqiu to Silla for half a year.

In the past six months, Wen Ting has proclaimed himself the king of Baekje, or has he slept with the queen of Silla?

None of this matters, why just think that Wen Ting is going crazy, he kills people without blinking, and when he followed Jin Chunqiu to pass by Baekje, the corpses he saw everywhere, and the people of Baekje were dying.

These days, the Silla people have been cheering, and Jin Chunqiu brought books, grain, and cloth from the Tang people, which was a great thing for the Silla people.

Why bother calmly watching the Queen of Silla with her subjects on her knees.

After that, Jin Chunqiu pointed out the direction of Chang'an City, and everyone paid homage.

Why bother asking, "Brother Wen, whose child is in the belly of Queen Silla?" ”

Wen Ting was holding a horizontal knife, his face was cold, "What are you asking for?" ”

The queen of Silla in front of her was still taking her subjects and saluting in the direction of the distant city of Chang'an, and the queen of Silla shouted her admiration for the heavenly khan.

Even at this time, Tian Khan said a word, she was willing to die for Tian Khan.

Why bother to say again: "During this period, you were the only man who went to see Queen Silla." ”

Wen Ting whispered: "That Jin Chunqiu wants to become the king of Silla, the queen of Silla can't see the Khan, and she doesn't want Jin Chunqiu to become the king of Silla, she wants an heir of the Tang Dynasty." ”

Why bother nodded heavily, "I see, but you don't have to worry, Jin Chunqiu can't become the king of Silla." ”

Wen Ting said again: "I didn't know in advance, I miscalculated." ”

When Queen Silla's gift was over, she feasted Wen Ting and why bother.

The Tang people became more noble people in Silla than the queen of Silla.

There were even many Silla maids who wanted to enter the rooms of these two Tang people at night, until He Bother yelled a few words in front of his door.

A group of Silla maids fled in panic, no longer daring to wait in front of the door of the Tang people in the freezing night.

In the meantime, when it came to the plan to conquer the Japanese slaves in the east, there were not many middle-aged men in Silla, only 20,000.

Silla's house is very low, so why hate the act of bending down even when you enter the house.

The Silla people are not very tall, and their coastal location means that these people do not have enough meat to eat, and eat mostly fish.

Why bother wanting to vomit when you smell fishy lately?

Wen Ting had his own soldiers and horses, a total of 800 people, and these soldiers and horses were left behind in the conquest of Goguryeo.

It's just that most of them have returned to Guanzhong, and only 800 of the original 2,000 people are left at the moment.

After he couldn't bear it anymore, Wen Ting asked Jin Chunqiu to write the law.

Jin Chunqiu stroked his slender beard and said, "These Silla people dream of becoming Tang people. ”

Wen Ting raised his sword and roared angrily: "You Silla people are not well educated. ”

Jin Chunqiu said again: "My Silla people's admiration for the Tang people is in their bones. ”

Wen Ting was still annoyed that he had drunk too much that night, and he looked pained, "You Silla people are so poorly educated, if any more Silla women climb into my yard, I will kill you." ”

Jin Chunqiu's smile was ugly, especially his flattery, he couldn't look at it directly, and now his was even uglier.

"The order that General Wen received from the Marquis of Lishan County is not the will of Tian Khan, and we Silla are willing to become the dogs of the Tang Dynasty, but the laws of Silla should be formulated by Tian Khan."

Wen Ting pulled out his knife with a straight face.

Jin Chunqiu then took up the pen and wrote a law that Silla women should not approach the Tang people at night.

"If I go to fight the Japanese slaves early, I will go back to the Central Plains, and this Silla family doesn't want to stay longer for a moment."

Jin Chunqiu said again: "The subordinates also want to go to Chang'an City, Chang'an City is the most beautiful place in the world." ”

After that, Jin Chunqiu couldn't help shaking his head when he saw the muddy road outside the hospital, a little more disgusted.

When the midwinter season passes, the sea breeze brings warmth, so why bother to come to see the sea every day.

Nowadays, Silla women are not allowed to approach the Tang people at night, but at noon, many Silla women will come to the shore to admire the Tang people.

The warship was ready, and Kim Chunqiu gathered five thousand warriors from Silla.

In Wen Ting's opinion, these are fishermen, and he said to Jin Chunqiu: "These people are all rabble. ”

Jin Chunqiu sighed: "This is all the men of Silla. ”

"Well, let's go to sea to fight the Japanese slaves."

Jin Chunqiu is dressed like a Tang Dynasty armor but not quite like it, and it is very funny to draw a tiger dog.

Finally the ships were dispatched, and a battle against the Japanese began.

Why do you think that 5,000 people are enough, even the 800 people of Wen Ting are enough, and the 5,000 Silla people are only enough to strengthen their momentum.

The land of projectiles, why bother not to pay attention to it.

It's just that he has lived in Guanzhong for a long time, why did the Central Plains people sit on a ship for so long, and it was still at sea, and he and Wen Ting were seasick the next day.

The last few days of the thirteenth year of Zhenguan were the third day before Chinese New Year's Eve.

A group of soldiers and horses came in the direction of Chang'an City, and they were the first army to return to the west.

There is still a day's journey from Chang'an City, which is the boundary of Longxi.

Li Yifu, Yuan Gongyu, and Xu Jingzong, the squire of Zhongshu Province, were ordered by the Heavenly Khan to take the first step to comfort this army, and inform them of the places they needed to pay attention to when entering Chang'an City, and what they needed.

And ask about the tone that needs to be rewarded.

It was already night when we arrived at the camp where we were stationed.

Pei Xingjian smiled and saluted: "I've seen Xu Shilang, Li Shaoqing,"

Xu Jingzong was forty-six, and he stroked his beard and said, "Pei Duhu has suffered this time. ”

Li Yifu also bowed, "I used to admire Pei Duhu's reputation, but now I am really fortunate to see it." ”

Pei Xingjian invited the three of them to drink.

Today's Pei Xingjian is no longer the jerky appearance of the past, at the age of nineteen, there are a few more perseverances in his eyes.

Xu Jingzong first handed over a letter and explained: "This is the family letter of the Pei family in Hedong, Pei Duhu's life experience is already bleak, Pei is very worried, and when he learned that Pei Duhu left for Guanzhong, he sent a family letter." ”

Pei Xingjian's family was father and son, and his father and brother Pei Xingyan both died tragically at the hands of Wang Shichong.

Now Pei Xingjian is left as a lone seedling.

After reading the letter, Pei Xingjian sighed: "They hope that I will get married sooner, and they have already found a few women of appropriate age. ”

Knowing that Pei Xingjian was actually a literati and wanted to be a general, Xu Jingzong said in a deep voice: "If Pei Duhu doesn't want to get married so early, you can worship the Hou of Lishan County as a teacher." ”

"Oh? What do you mean? ”

Xu Jingzong walked up to him and whispered a few words.

Pei Xingjian patted the case and said: "Okay! Lishan Mountain Gate rules can only get married if you are over 20 years old, and Hou Dacai of Lishan County. ”

"However, Pei Duhu can only become an outer disciple of Lishan, and the county marquis has a special instruction not to enter Lishan!"

Pei Xingjian frowned and looked at Xu Jingzong, nodded again, and said with a smile: "With the fame of Lishan...... If you get too close to the army, I am afraid that it will arouse the suspicion of Your Majesty. ”

"The county marquis is naturally not afraid of His Majesty's suspicion, but he is worried that His Majesty will be jealous of Pei Duhu." Xu Jingzong took out the second letter as he spoke, "This is the county marquis's suggestion to Pei Duhu, it's just a suggestion, and I hope Duhu won't think about it." ”

Pei Xingjian opened the second letter and looked at it, and said puzzledly: "Let me serve in the civil service from now on?" ”

Li Yifu explained: "Pei Duhu doesn't know, now the position of the protector of the capital of the capital protection of all places is a civil official, and there are officers and soldiers stationed, although it is a foreign war, but it is also a civilian official, the county marquis hopes that Pei Duhu will ask His Majesty for a civilian position, and it is most appropriate to serve as Chang'an Ling." ”

Pei Xingjian was a little surprised by this result, he thought about it for a long time, saw that it was freezing rain outside the camp tent again, and listened to the rustle of rain and ice particles falling on the camp tent and was silent.

Xu Jingzong drank tea and stood still, waiting for a reply. (End of chapter)