Thousand Miles of Bright Moonlight

Gaochang is located in the middle of the Silk Road, extending in all directions and communicating in all directions. To the west you can reach Yanqi, Qiuci, Shule and other places, and to the east to Yizhou, passing through the barren Moheyan moraine of eight hundred miles, which is Yumenguan. East is Guazhou and Shazhou.

At present, the land of Hexi is under the control of Beirong, and trade routes are heavily blocked, and Gaochang's trade also declines accordingly. In the past, there were row upon row of inns and post houses built along the oasis, there were businessmen from various countries, and there were singers and musicians who could sing, dance, and sing. Nowadays, it is difficult to see the camel teams traveling to and from the Central Plains and Western Regions on the commercial road. Most caravans set off from Gaochang, Yizhou and other places and headed directly to the west.

The weather is getting colder, and it is the time for caravans to travel.

In order to avoid Bei Rong's eyes and ears, Yaoying and his party disguised as a caravan selling silk, with several large carts full of goods. These goods can not only be used to disguise their identities. After arriving in Gaochang, the goods are sold directly locally, and the gold and silver in exchange are used to manage the nobles of Gaochang.

Lao Qi travels with Yaoying. He has lived outside the territory for many years, speaks a few nonsense, and is well informed.

Yaoying asked him about the prices of Gaochang silk fabrics, jewellery, jade and other items along the way. He had been in charge, knew everything, and answered very well.

Sultan Gu, who was traveling with him, was silent and secretive, and seemed to be only in charge of vigilance, and everything else was taken care of by Fate Awareness.

Yaoying felt that Bi Suo was right. Sultan Gu was indeed a weird temper. He almost never talked to anyone, and never took off the mask on his face.

The guards didn't dare to disturb him. When there was anything that needed to be reported, he would directly tell Yuanjue, and then it would be told by Yuanjue.

The vigorous goshawk has been following them, with huge wings passing over their heads from time to time, caged shadows.

From Wangting to Gaochang, high in the northwest and low in the southeast, they first crossed a large area of ​​undulating hills with rugged and difficult roads. The terrain gradually became flat. After walking along the foothills for a few days, an endless plain, Gobi, and desert appeared in front of them. Vertically and horizontally, large and small oasis scattered like stars.

Just as the waiter of the royal court said, only a few days after cooling down, there were signs of snowfall soon, the wind was raging, the weather was gloomy, and the cloud of lead was shrouded in the vast wilderness. Only the scream of ghosts and wolves were heard, between heaven and earth. It was desolate and barren, and only when it was approaching the oasis can we occasionally see other camel teams.

Yaoying was fortunate that she had prepared a thick leather jacket in advance, and the soldiers also carried winter clothes as she ordered. They came from the Central Plains and couldn't bear the severe cold. They were wrapped in layers of skin like rice dumplings every day.

Within a few days, the temperature dropped sharply, and the gust of wind mixed with snow particles rushed towards their faces. Everyone put on wind and snow masks and marched hard in the wind and snow.

When a guesthouse specializing in accommodation and meals for businessmen appeared in the vast Gobi, everyone could not help cheering and slapped their horses.

Yaoying looked back and saw that Sultan Guluo was at the back of the team, alone and alone.

On the way, he either explored the way alone in front of him, or followed silently at the back of the team and walked for more than ten days. Yaoying hadn't talked to him yet.

There were a few clear hums in the wind, and a goshawk swooped down and hovered around the ancient Sudan.

Sultan Gu raised his arm, and the goshawk immediately landed on his left arm.

Yaoying frowned. She had seen the goshawk on the ancient arm of Sudan several times these days.

The guest house was built in Shazhou and it was very simple, but it was just a few embryonic houses. Fortunately, it was cleaned very cleanly. The guest house store is a brunet man with brown hair and brown eyes. He greeted him eagerly when he heard the sound of horseshoes. Seeing that the horses Yaoying and his party were riding were good horses, he became more enthusiastic and personally delivered hot water. Hot soup.

The stove was burnt in the store hall, and the hearth was red. Everyone sent away the store, took off their masks, and sat around the stove to keep warm. Two guards stood guard by the door.

Yaoying drank a bowl of hot soup, warmed her hands and feet, and looked around.

Sultan Gu did not know where he went.

Except for Fate Jue, everyone else was afraid of him. As long as he was present, Xie Chong, the most active and active, would not dare to speak loudly.

He may know that everyone is afraid of him and is always alone.

Yaoying asked Fate: "I saw a goshawk these few days. Is that the Buddha's eagle? Why does it follow us?"

Yuanjue was startled, and replied with a smile: "The king is in retreat. This goshawk is following us. If the regent reports something important to the king, he can pass the message. As long as he is well trained, the eagle can also be a scout."

Yaoying nodded, and then asked, "Is the eagle trained by the Buddha?"

Abu of Haidu Aling was personally captured and raised when he was a teenager. In Beirong, it is a great thing for a teenager to be able to domesticate an eagle. He is very conceited. eagle.

Yuanjue said: "When Wang was young, he lived in a Buddhist temple. The eagle was injured and fell off the cliff. It happened to be rescued by the king. Wang Tuo sent it back to the eagle's nest... Not only did those people not send it, they almost squeezed this one to death. The eagle, the king left it by his side to take care of it, saving food and feeding it, and later it became the king’s eagle."

Yaoying was embarrassed.

On the day Tamaraga was born, a vision appeared in the holy city, and the sky was full of sunset clouds. He is the posthumous son of the previous generation of royal monarchs. He has become a new monarch at birth. Every generation of monarchs in the royal court is born with various legends. At that time, someone enshrined the legendary Utambula flower to the royal court, which means that the Buddha came to the world. The mage's prophecy made the idea that he was the reincarnation of Ananda heated up.

At that time, the princes and nobles controlled the government and did not want Tamaragarh to be respected and loved by the people, so they sent him to the Buddhist temple for detention.

He couldn't protect himself in confinement, and he actually saved his own food to feed an eagle, and he was really compassionate.

Speaking of the past, Fate also felt a little emotional. He pointed to the guards next to him, and smiled and said: "I, Prajna and them, were originally helpless orphans. Accidentally made a mistake, the nobleman lost his temper and drove us to the square and beat us to death in public. It was the king who saved us and gave us the status of civilians. Our names are all given by the king! The guards are mostly noble-born children like General Ashina, and we are the only people from the people."

His face was full of smiles, and his tone was unabashed pride and admiration.

The guards nearby also grinned. You said and I said, your brows danced and talked about Tamaraga's rescue of the people.

Xie Chong and Xie Peng are now able to understand some Husbands, and they listened with gusto and kept asking questions.

Everyone walked together for more than ten days, and gradually became familiar. Speaking of Tamara Gha, the atmosphere was more harmonious, talking and laughing, it was so lively.

Yaoying's heart jumped when she heard it.

The biggest contradiction between Tamaragarh and the ministers was that he had no distinction between noble and inferior in his heart, and regarded every citizen as his own. However, the royal court is not like the Central Plains. There is no Confucianism, no deep-rooted concept of loyalty to monarchs and officials. Nobles can buy and sell slaves. Every great noble owns the land and all the population on the land, similar to the lord. In the eyes of the nobles, the people are their slaves. .

Therefore, when the North Rong came fiercely, what the princes and nobles were most worried about was not the life and death of the people, but whether they could keep the wealth of the family. Just like when the Central Plains were in chaos, some families did not hesitate to instigate war and collude with foreign enemies for the benefit of their families.

Ten years ago, the Beirong army suppressed the territory, and the princes and nobles decisively abandoned the city and fled. Without Tamaraga, the four-way army would never turn back to guard the holy city.

This is probably the reason why Tamaragarh had a lingering illness. Not only did he have to frighten strong enemies, but he also had to guard against the midnight sun.

In the end, the hard work was boiled, and the wax torch turned into ashes.

Yaoying went out for a while, covered her veil, scooped a bowl of soup, picked up a few soft-baked noodles, and walked out of the hall, gazing around, and she saw the tall and tall one on the corridor on the second floor. Figure.

On the way, as long as they stop and rest, Sultan Gu will be on guard in a wide view.

He was murderous, full of hostility and ferocious aura, no one dared to approach him, but Yaoying felt a sense of peace of mind walking with him.

She carried the soup bowl to the second floor.

When turning the corner, there was a scream in front of him, and the goshawk jumped down from a high place and leaped towards her. The huge wings were wrapped in the fishy wind and swept straight towards her face.

Yaoying hurriedly backed away protecting the soup bowl, staggering under her feet, and falling backward.

A black figure flashed, and a hand stretched out to hold her shoulders to help her stabilize her figure. Through a thick leather jacket, the arm that came up against her was firm and strong, and her arms were cold, without any warmth. .

Yaoying was holding the soup bowl in one hand, and she fell back into the ancient arms of the Sudan. She looked back at the stairs below her feet, feeling lingering in her heart, and let out a sigh of relief.

If she fell from the second floor and broke her arm or leg, how could she go to Gaochang?

Thinking she was standing still, Sultan Gu quickly let go.

Yaoying looked at the stairs below her feet, before she recovered, she suddenly lost her support, swayed along her inertia, she couldn't help but whispered softly.

Sultan Gu paused for a moment, and stretched his arm over again.

Yaoying was afraid that she would fall into the soup bowl and put it back into his arms. Feeling his body was tight and a little embarrassed, she turned around and stood up quickly facing him. This time she stood firmly with her hands. There is still a soup bowl.

She held the bowl, raised her head, and blinked at Sultan Gu, her thick and long eyelashes twinkled, and smiled: "General Su, can you eat something?"

Sultan Gu retracted his arm, and the blue eyes under the mask glanced at the soup in her hand.

Yaoying has been protecting the bowl with her sleeves, the soup is still hot, the heat is lingering, the snow-white soup, there are some torn cakes floating in the soup, the soup is soaked, and the cakes are white and crystal clear.

Sultan Gu did not make a sound, nor did he intend to pick up the soup bowl.

Yaoying handed it forward with both hands: "This soup warms the stomach and drives away the cold, the general uses a little bit. Going forward, I don't know when I can see the guest house."

Sultan Gu’s eyes fell on her fingers. She was afraid that the mutton soup would be cold, so she brought it over while it was hot, and her delicate fingers and palms were hot red.

He took the bowl in silence.

Yaoying took out a few round cakes and gave them to him. These cakes were brought by Xie Qing. They were roasted for a while. The shells were crispy and crispy, and the insides were tender and soft. Just now, Yuanjue they all said good to eat.

Sultan Gu took the soup bowl and noodles, turned and walked on his own.

Yaoying couldn't help but smile, looking at the high platform to the side, the goshawk was standing at the wind vent with its wings drooped, staring at her coldly with sharp eyes.

She was so shocked just now!

She asked Sultan Gu softly: "General Su, can I feed him some dried meat?"

She had seen Yuanjue, Sultan Gu, and other soldiers feeding the goshawk. Although this eagle was proud, it would not scratch people casually.

Sultan Gu looked back at her, not knowing what expression was under the mask.

Yaoying had already taken out a small piece of dried meat from her sleeve, and stood in front of the goshawk with an eager expression on her face, her eyes black and black.

It's as if it wasn't the eagle that scared her just now.

Sultan said: "It almost made the princess fall off just now."

Yaoying smiled: "It's warning the general. I came here uninvited. It will scare me only if it warns the general."

Sultan Gu looked at her for a long while and nodded.

Yaoying smiled, walked a few steps forward, opened her palm to the goshawk, and asked softly, "Do you like this?"

Goshawk glanced at her, disdainfully.

Yaoying softly coaxed it patiently: "I haven't thanked you yet, you are much more powerful than Abu of Haidu Aling."

Goshawk seemed to understand her words, flashed its wings arrogantly, and lightly pecked her spread fingers twice with its pointed beak, which was a bit stinging.

Yaoying didn't hide her palms all the time.

Goshawk took away the jerky from the palm of her hand.

Yaoying looked at the Goshawk, and thought to herself: Bei Rong and Wang Ting both domesticated the believer eagle. Here, the eagle is the overlord in the sky. If the carrier pigeon meets the believer eagle, it will definitely be hunted by the latter. If she also has one Xinying would be fine.

I don't know if the wise Hushang can help her buy a few faithful eagles.

She leaned in front of the earth platform, thinking about her thoughts while teasing the goshawk. Goshawk jerked and ignored her. Only after eating the jerky in her palm did he impatiently hook her sleeve and urge her to get some more jerky.

Yaoying didn't dare to feed it more, and stretched out her hand to indicate that it was gone.

Goshawk raised his paw and walked away.

Yaoying laughed and looked back at Sultan Gu.

He drank the soup with his back to her, and there was no sound at all. The soup that the guards and soldiers praised each other, he drank plainly, as if drinking water.

Yaoying stared at him for a long time, and suddenly there was a rain of horseshoes in the distance.

She followed the prestige. The east was dusty, with the sound of hooves, a dozen fast horses galloping in the direction of the guest house, the riders were all in thick leather jackets, and their faces were covered with masks. who.

Sultan Gu was very alert and immediately put down the bowl and stood in front of the earthen platform and looked at it for a while.

"It's from Beirong."

Yaoying's eyelids jerked: "How did the general know that they were from Beirong?"

The ancient Sultan’s voice was hoarse and dull, and said, "The healthy horse they rode is the horse from the North Riding Farm."

Yaoying's heart sinks slightly.

Bei Rong occupies a large area of ​​grassland with rich water and grass, several of which were originally the largest horse farms in the North Desert. The domesticated horses have fat body keys and provide war horses for the Bei Rong cavalry. Sultan Gu said so surely, he should not admit his mistake.

The guards guarding downstairs in the ancient Sudan made a gesture. The guards understood and rushed into the hall to remind everyone to put on their towels and prepare to set off.

Everyone had eaten and drank enough, got up neatly, packed their bags, and left the guesthouse.

The Beirong people are very fast, and they have already rushed to the guesthouse in a blink of an eye.

The leading man took off his mask and spit out the dust in his mouth. He is strong, sturdy like a cow, curly hair shawl, light brown eyes, wearing a fur coat and leather boots, turning over and dismounting, cursing and complaining about the weather.

There is no back door at the inn. Yaoying and the Sudanese people bowed their heads and arranged their clothes. The Beirong people thought they were ordinary businessmen. After a few glances, they walked past them. One of them impatiently urged the shopkeeper: "Is there anything to eat? Yes? As long as it's warm, send it up quickly!"

The store replied.

Yaoying stepped on her saddle, her eyes fell on the sturdy man, her face changed, and she immediately retracted her gaze.

She calmly drove her horse to Sultan Gu, whispering: "General Su, that person is the little prince of Bei Rong."

Sultan Gu glanced at her.

Yaoying lowered her voice: "He is Wakhan Khan's favorite young son. He always stays at the tooth court. The general may not have seen him. I can confirm that I did not recognize the wrong person."

Sultan Gun grumbled.

Everyone kept silent, leaving the guesthouse, their figures melted into the vast wind and snow.

Yaoying's heart is heavy.

Why does the little prince appear here? Is there any connection between all this and Haidu Aling?

...

When Yaoying and Sultan Gu set off from Shacheng to Gaochang, a thousand miles away, in the boundless Gobi, another team was heading for Yizhou.

The carriage was walking on the rugged mountain road. The woman in the carriage couldn't bear the bumps and couldn't help but lift the curtain, and said to the guard who was following: "How many days can I get to Izhou?"

The guard clasped his fists and said, "Princess, if you bear with me for a few more days, you will soon arrive in Yizhou, and you will be able to see the princess Yiqing soon."

With expectation on the woman's face, she lowered the curtain and retracted into the carriage.

She will be able to see her aunt soon.

The guard slowed down, deliberately a few steps behind.

A guard drove the horse forward behind him, parallel to him.

The guard whispered in dialect: "You find a chance to send a letter back. Princess Fukang is coming to Yizhou. We have already gained the trust of Princess Fukang. When we arrive in Yizhou, we will find a way to find out about Princess Wen Zhao's whereabouts."

Another guard looked embarrassed: "Now that everything is blocked, and several checkpoints are guarded like iron barrels, how can we send the news that Princess Wen Zhao may be alive back to Chang'an?"

The guard sneered: "You are really clumsy! How did the people of Beirong communicate with Princess Fukang secretly? We will use their people to deliver the news!"

The other guard suddenly realized that he nodded.

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