"Regent, what's the use of all this rags? Why would you want to spend a fortune on it? ”

As a guard, Ashina was a little unbearable, and seriously doubted, is his master really a fool?

"You don't understand at all, this is not a rag, it is a rare treasure, you will naturally understand when the time comes!"

Li Jing said.

These are not clear to the indigenous man Ashina, and when the woolen clothes are spun, he will understand whether the wool is tattered or not.

The wool was sold for a lot of money, and the herdsmen graciously invited Li Jing to their tent and offered the best goat's milk, all freshly milked.

Put it on a large pot and cook, put on the special seasoning, scoop a spoonful out of the pot, pour it into the middle of the bowl and serve it to Li Jing.

"Distinguished guest, this is the freshest goat's milk we have here, please taste it!"

Lun Shen Angkun was full of smiles, his family's wool was sold for several dollars, and he was able to buy dozens of catties of the most ordinary tea in the Central Plains.

If this was changed to before, it would be something that I couldn't think of, and it would be very good to be able to change a few taels before, and I may not even be able to get it.

Therefore, he has to take care of the big money in front of him!

Li Jing picked up the milk in front of him, and a smell of mutton came to his nose, which made Li Jing a little sick to his stomach, he had a bad stomach and couldn't eat food with a fishy smell and too strong smell.

But seeing that Guo Yuanzhen, Lou Shide and others were all drinking, they looked like they were enjoying it!

Li Jing sighed helplessly, he really couldn't enjoy such a delicacy, Li Jing put down the bowl in his hand, and he didn't drink a sip of goat milk inside!

"Honored guests, but have we been treated inappropriately?"

Seeing this, Lun Shen Angkun hurriedly asked.

When a guest comes to him and does not drink the goat's milk he provides, it is a great disrespect to him, which is equivalent to saying that he is not considerate of the guest, and the guest is angry and does not eat and drink his things.

"I have a bad stomach and can't drink goat's milk!"

Li Jing said euphemistically.

If this goat milk can be made into milk powder, it will be good if it can not only be preserved, but also easy to transport, if it is transported back to the Central Plains for sale, it will be able to sell at a good price.

With the current technology, it is impossible to make milk powder, but fortunately, he is a traverser, and he knows how to make milk powder somewhat, and after he gets Tubo, it is not too late to think about making milk powder!

Lun Shen Angkun breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, it's not that he is not dissatisfied with him, after all, his living habits are different, and it is normal to not like to drink milk!

Lun Shen Ang Kun had the roasted lamb served to his most distinguished guests.

"Lun Shen Angkun, you were originally Tuyuhun people, and now Tuyuhun is occupied by Tubo, don't you miss your homeland?"

Li Jing took a bite of roast mutton and asked.

"Where will you not miss your homeland, since the invasion of Tubo and my Tuyuhun, we have to pay all kinds of taxes every year......

Lun Shen Angkun told Li Jing about the various evil deeds done by Tubo after the occupation of Tuyuhun, as well as the persecution and exploitation of ordinary herdsmen by a group of Tubo lackeys.

Compared with the Tubo people, they betrayed Tuyuhun and became the lackeys of Tubo, which made them hate them even more.

They miss their homeland Tuyuhun all the time, and during the reign of Murong Nuo, the king of Tuyuhun, their lives are not necessarily good, but they are much better than now!

Coupled with the support of Datang, the life of herdsmen is not brocade food and clothing, but can be regarded as filling their stomachs.

Now, not only do you have to pay heavy taxes, but you also have to be bullied by Tibetan lackeys, and it is not uncommon for you to not have enough to eat.

Listening to the miserable life of Lun Shen Angkun, Li Jing felt that the meat in his mouth was not fragrant in an instant, and the other party obviously couldn't eat enough, but in order to entertain them, he did not hesitate to slaughter sheep to eat meat.

At the same time, he also understood the resistance of the Tuyuhun people to outsiders, and originally Li Jing planned to send someone to take over and govern Tuyuhun after he took Tuyuhun.

Now it seems that it is a bit unrealistic to send someone to take over directly, and it may backfire.

The best way is to take refuge in the last Tuyuhun king Murong Nuo of the Tang Dynasty, and invite Tuyuhun back to Tuyuhun, and use the influence of this last Tuyuhun king to govern Tuyuhun.

Coercing the Son of Heaven to order the princes, Li Jing has already done this matter once, and there is no pressure to do it again.

He was very experienced in this area, and after eating and drinking, Li Jing immediately wrote a letter to Liu Bowen in Chang'an.

In the letter, Liu Bowen asked Liu Bowen to send Murong Nuo's bowl to help him restore the title of Tuyuhun Khan, and asked Liu Bowen to find some capable officials to send it together.

Help Murong Nuo, the Khan of Tuyuhun, to govern Tuyuhun together.

But Li Jing didn't know that not long after he sent troops to fight against Tibet, Murong Nuo passed away.

Hurry up, and deliver Li Jing's letter to Liu Bowen in a few days, Li Jing stayed where he was, and sent scouts to find out the movements of the main force of the Tubo army.

……

Chang'an, in the Daming Palace, after the court, Liu Bowen went to Zhongshu Province to work.

A janissary ran over and said, "Liu Shilang, a letter from His Royal Highness the Regent!"

Liu Bowen took the letter, opened it and checked it, and after reading it, he turned around and went to Murong Mansion.

Although Murong Nuo's bowl is gone, his son Murong Zhong is still there, anyway, whoever is supported is not support, as long as it is a member of the Murong family.

When he came to Murong Mansion, Liu Bowen was blocked at the door by the guards.

"I'm Liu Bowen, the squire of the Chinese book, and I want to see your prince Murong Zhong, please let me know."

"Liu Shilang, please wait a moment, I'll go and pass it on!"

The guards didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly turned around and went inside to report to Murong Zhong.

Murong Zhong heard that Li Jing was a celebrity around him, and now Liu Bowen, the spokesman of Chang'an, came, and immediately went out to greet him in person, and politely invited Liu Bowen into the mansion.

The two sat down separately, and Murong Zhong ordered someone to serve tea and entertain Liu Bowen with high-quality tea.

"I don't know if Liu Shilang is coming to the mansion, what is his business?"

Murong Zhong asked.

"General, do you miss your homeland?"

Liu Bowen asked.

Murong Zhong was stunned! The hand holding the teacup paused for a moment before bringing it down to his mouth.

Thinking in his heart, why did Liu Bowen ask this, of course he missed his homeland.

As the so-called golden nest and silver nest are not as good as his own kennel, he is still a prince in Tuyuhun, and now his dead ghost father is hanging, then he is the rightful king of Tuyuhun.

Although Tuyuhun can't be compared with the Tang Dynasty, it is better than being a courtier here, as the general of the Tang Dynasty Zuo Weiwei, he also needs to do the work of guarding the door for the Tang Emperor, where is the comfort of being the king of a country.

"I miss my homeland all the time, it's a pity! My Tuyuhun was invaded by Tubo, and I have long since perished, and I can't go back, and I can only miss my homeland in my heart. ”

Murong Zhong sighed and told him about his homesickness, but unfortunately he couldn't go back.

"If, Datang can let the general return to his homeland and restore the name of Tuyuhun, what should the general do?"

Liu Bowen asked, rubbing his beard.