Twenty miles outside Chang'an City, a huge team wearing strange clothes was marching towards Chang'an on the road.
After several months, Mustafa Pasha and his Qi translator finally led a convoy filled with various treasures to Chang'an City, the capital of the Qi Empire.
This city where their ancestors once visited!
It's just that unlike the arrogance of their ancestors in the past, since they entered the territory of the so-called Anxi Protectorate of the Qi people, the pride they developed from conquering the east and west and winning hundreds of battles has also restrained.
A few months ago, Mustafa Pasha's mission was personally escorted by His Majesty the Caliph with the army to the border with Persia, and he personally threatened the Persians to protect their safety, otherwise the Ottoman cavalry would crush the entire country. Persia.
And Safavid Persia, which had captured nearly half of its territory by the Ottomans, only dared to be angry and dare not speak out. They had to endure the humiliation and let the Ottoman mission enter their own borders. Move forward to your last hope.
However, the humiliation of the Persians became the pride of the Ottoman people. They proudly rode through the streets on their war horses, looking at the faces of the Persians filled with hatred, and were glad that they had a strong motherland to rely on.
"Hahaha, my friend, look, this is how powerful the Turks are. Can your Qi army be like this on the land of other countries?"
The pasha riding on the white horse pointed at a Persian pedestrian who was knocked away by a galloping Ottoman knight who could not avoid it and fell to the ground in a twisted shape. He looked proudly at the Qi merchant Jia Hulvshu who looked unbearable.
"Oh dear Mustafa Pasha, I thought that the moral standards of the Daqi army, which was often provocative and then crossed the border to destroy the city and destroy the country, were already very low." Hulvshu sighed and lowered his head slowly. He nodded, not daring to say the second half of the sentence.
"Haha. Just think you are complimenting us." Because he was in a very good mood, Mustafa did not pay attention to the ridicule in Hulvshu's words.
Moreover, this Qi merchant who was favored by the Caliph and was lucky enough to obtain a low-level title in the empire still had some uses, so he didn't care about it.
But Qi State.
Mustafa Pasha looked at the seemingly endless wasteland in the northeast and felt a little lost for a moment.
Although the Seljuks call themselves orthodox Turks, as a noble who has been prosperous since the Ottomans were still a tribe, Mustafa clearly remembers that they were originally just a branch of the Western Turks - a tribe conquered by the Seljuk Empire.
However, intermarriage also occurred later on, so there was no problem at all in calling themselves Seljuks.
After rounding off, the Ottomans also called themselves Turks.
Fortunately, the Ottomans, who are at their peak, are only known as Turks through the Seljuk relationship.
But in Jia Hui's previous life, this group of gods who had been dubbed the "Sick Men of West Asia" caused a big mess for various reasons.
At the beginning of the 20th century, with the abolition of the Ottoman Caliphate and the establishment of the Republic, how to redefine the nation, build "nation-state consciousness", and establish national self-confidence and pride in this brand-new country has become a very urgent political issue. .
The already dead Ottoman Empire used to rely mainly on gods to maintain its sense of identity, and was pursuing the integration of politics and religion. Obviously, for an extremely determined secular reformer like Kemal, the fierce man from heaven, using traditional theocratic ideas to shape a modern republic was absolutely intolerable to him.
Therefore, inspired by the fierce Kemal, Turkey embarked on the road of "historical inventor".
At first, they were relatively restrained. The fierce people just regarded themselves as the most orthodox and direct Turkic "Zhengshuo". But when they discovered "Hey, this trick is really easy to use!", they began to let themselves go.
People follow the ideas of the "Father of the Nation" and the history of the Turks continues to move forward, forward, and further forward.
As a result, later generations saw 16 "wild fathers" recognized by modern Turkey.
The so-called "Turkic ancestors" were all invited out one by one by Kemal's team. They are in order:
1.Hun Empire;
2. Western Hun Empire;
3. European Hun Empire (Attila’s Hun Empire);
4. White Hun Empire;
5. Turkic Khanate;
6.Avar Empire;
7. Khazar Empire;
8. Uighur Khanate;
9. Karakhanate;
10. Ghaznavid Kingdom;
11. Seljuk Empire;
12. Khwarezm;
13. Golden Horde;
14. Timur Empire;
15. The Mughal Empire established by Babur;
16.Ottoman Empire.
Among them, 13 Golden Horde, 14 Timur Empire, and 15 Mughal Empire are descendants of Genghis Khan, the Mongolian "Golden Family".
Therefore, modern Turks also like to claim to be descendants of Genghis Khan.
Also, several of these 16 Turkish "fathers" have feuds with each other.
For example, 4 and 6 were destroyed by 5, 11 was destroyed by 12, 12 was destroyed by 13’s grandfather, and 14 beat up 16
By arranging for them to appear at the same time, aren't you afraid that the ancestors will conflict with each other?
And the most terrible thing is that their self-proclaimed "history of the founding of the army" predates the history of this country by more than a thousand years!
According to their army's calculations, this army began in 209 BC!
The founder of their army was Maodun Chanyu who helped Liu Bang carry out the "Siege of Baideng" in "Historical Records: Biography of the Huns"
As a result, the modern Turkish world is known as "Little Korea in West Asia".
Although the origin of his country is doubtful, Mustafa Pasha is different from other Ottoman nobles in that he has higher Turkic blood than others.
Mustafa Pasha's mother's surname was Ashina, the noble wolf.
Therefore, Mustafa also grew up listening to the stories of his ancestors in the East that were passed down from his mother orally, and was full of curiosity about the Han people who defeated and drove away the Turks.
He even imagined that when he grew up, he would imitate Captain Sinbad in the Arabs' stories and go on an adventure, driving a big ship or taking his men all the way east to see the motherland. Among them, the lush grasslands that Turkic people have never forgotten for generations
However, it could only be a dream. As the eldest son, he was destined to inherit his father's position as Pasha of Babylon, and his childhood dream ended in vain.
Fulfilling his childhood dream was one of the main reasons why Mustafa took the initiative to ask Ying to take people as an envoy to the East.
Escorted by the Persians with expressions of grief and indignation, the Ottoman mission arrived at the border with the Qi people very smoothly. Not only did they not spend a penny along the way, they even added six or seven carriages worth of goods.
I thought that after entering the border, they would be able to reach the capital of Qi people quickly, but who would have thought that after entering the border, their journey has just begun.
From Taxkorgan all the way eastward along the mountains called Kunlun Mountains by the Qi people, I didn’t feel much except that the mountains were extremely long. Mustafa, a town along the way, felt that they were not much different from his own home or other places in Persia. At most, they were just like this The Qi people are well-equipped and very arrogant, and their subordinates will be beaten up by them if they have the slightest bad thoughts.
I also argued angrily with the accompanying Qi officials, but these people were completely unreasonable and even beat me and my army with one-third fewer people than myself.
God, how dare they beat the envoy?
This is so barbaric!
. . . . . .
"Huh? The Ottoman envoy has arrived?"
Shirtless and wearing only a gauze cloak casually, Jia Hui sat on the Arhat bed and looked at the clerk in front of him with some surprise.
He had almost forgotten that the Persians and Ottomans were coming!
"Yes, Grand Governor, according to your instructions, Honglu Temple has also arranged the Ottoman courtyard and the Persian courtyard together." The clerk quickly replied.
Gee, I heard that the Ottomans and Persia are currently at war. If they are arranged together, wouldn't they be afraid of losing lives? It’s so exciting!
The governor still knows how to play!
The clerk suppressed his inner excitement and handed the documents recorded by the accompanying officers to Jia Hui with trembling hands.
Hey, I'll go to Honglu Temple to watch the fun after I'm done!
"Huh? Xiao Sun, look at your trembling hands." Jia Hui, who took the document, also noticed the trembling hands of the junior official, and raised his head and looked at the junior official with some pity.
"You seem to be two years younger than me, right? Tsk, listen to my advice and stop going to those shabby places. You are still young."
"Ah? No, no, Grand Governor, I, I, this... is not what you think!" The clerk understood in seconds, and broke out in cold sweat!
Although this man's tone is very relaxed except for military affairs, he likes to hear gossip the most, and this man likes to have fun, just in case he tells his father about his guess.
Hey, I dare not think about it!
"Xiao Sun, don't be embarrassed. Regardless of our identities, in the final analysis, we are all peers. It's the first time at this age to have sex and experience the kindness of my sister. That's perfectly normal!
I remember clearly that when I started eating meat, it happened to be my fifteenth birthday. It was under the wine rack on the north wall of Bayi's Daddy's Tavern in the northwest corner of Turpan City in the Western Regions." Jia Hui's eyes gradually blurred, as if he had returned to his fifth birthday. That early summer two years ago
"Grand Governor, stop talking." The clerk's face suddenly turned pale, and he wanted to cut off his own ears!
Is this something I can listen to?
"That sister's name is Zumureti. She is the youngest daughter of the tavern owner Bayi. She is three years older than me. I can't remember what she looks like, but I will never forget her tender and tender eyes. Her eyes, as her name implies, are as dazzling as emeralds."
"I beg you, Commander-in-Chief, please stop talking!" The clerk surnamed Sun was almost crying.
". She even gave me a red envelope according to the custom in Guan. From then on, I went to meet Sister Zumureti whenever I had time, sometimes during the day, sometimes at night, sometimes in a tavern, and sometimes outside the city. on the grassland.
Until her father Bayi owed a huge gambling debt and couldn't pay it back, and I also followed the army to fight against Dihua, and she was forced to get married." As he spoke, Jia Hui's tone also became a little... Melancholy.
"Grand Governor!" The junior official's voice was filled with tears.
"Okay, okay, I won't say it anymore, I won't say it anymore." Jia Hui shook his head to disperse these long-dead memories, and Jia Hui also regained his rationality, "But I still want to remind you, remember, you must avoid tabooing diseases and avoiding medical treatment! "
"Yes!" The clerk finally couldn't hold back his tears and quickly picked up all the documents that had been processed on the table and fled the side room of the governor's office as if he was running away.
Woo. I’m going to die knowing so many things I shouldn’t know!
"Tsk, no need to tease." Jia Hui curled his lips, threw the pen away and lay down on the Arhat bed.
The young man is still not sensible enough. The senior official who really knows him, Taiwei Jia, has already started chatting enthusiastically with him and making dirty jokes!
Jia Hui did have a deep memory of her first time, and the girl was really beautiful, especially her eyes, but when it came to whether she had feelings for that girl
Absolutely not!
These days, there are many people who get married at the age of fifteen or sixteen. There are not many who get married at the age of thirteen or four, and there are not all those who get married at the age of eleven or twelve.
At that time, Zumureti was already eighteen years old. At this age, she was still working in her gambling father's tavern instead of getting married. As far as Jia Hui knew, she was so drunk that she became delirious with a group of drunkards. Make a fortune when you don’t have much money to offer!
In the end, her ending was even quite inspiring in Jia Hui's opinion. Not only did she trick her into a trap, but her scumbag father, who not only gambled excessively but also drank too much, accidentally beat his wife to death and sold her three sisters, borrowed a gambling shop's knife to get rid of her. She died and flew away with the money she earned and the naan guy next door who had always been in love with her.
This also included some money that I gave to her because I felt sorry for her after hearing her story.
What did she say then?
My father bet my mother and my younger brother is studying, but he is not yet familiar with it not long after he started studying.
When I heard this as an inexperienced person, was this really a big deal? So he gave her the silver reward for his head that he got from killing the enemy on the battlefield. Two hundred taels, right?
Sigh. I really miss my innocent and pure self back then.
But the infatuated young man who took Zumureti away and flew away was wearing hats almost as high as the Tianshan Mountains, right?
I don’t know where they went after that, but the naan baked by that guy was delicious.
He took several pillows from the side and stacked them together. Jia Hui stood up and took the newly sent records of the Ottoman mission, then turned her body at an angle and leaned on the pile of pillows.
"It was escorted by this boy Xu Le." Looking at the familiar name on the cover, a carefree figure appeared in his mind.
This kid was once a general under me when I was the commander of the Anxi Cavalry. He was quite crazy when it came to fighting.
"Huh? The leading pasha's mother's surname is Ashina?" Jia Hui became interested when he saw that the pasha named Mustafa turned out to be a real Turk.
Since being beaten up by Xu Le's men, the Ottoman envoys have become more honest and no longer make trouble everywhere. Mustafa Pasha has also changed from being aloof to being amiable. Pasha will answer whatever Xu Le asks. .
Maybe he also figured out that Daqi was too far away from Osman. Even if the two countries fought, the most they could do was Daqi beat Osman up and support a puppet regime.
Since they put on white hats and white turbans, it has been almost impossible for outsiders to assimilate them. Qi people must also know this.
Throughout the intelligence, Mustafa hinted in a roundabout way that the Ottoman Empire was also very powerful. It had successfully destroyed the Roman Empire that had lasted for 1,480 years, which was the legendary Qin Dynasty, and inherited Everything about her is that she is a powerful Western country that is not inferior to Da Qi. It makes no sense to be hostile to the Ottomans.
Well, indeed, the Turkic Greeks finally took back their homeland.
the most important is
"Didn't you find that they had any firecracker weapons? That's a good feeling." Seeing this, Jia Hui nodded with satisfaction.
Not bad, China in this world still maintains technological suppression over the surrounding barbarians in this era.
However, the possibility of Osman showing weakness to its enemies cannot be ruled out.
Alas, there is still a lack of intelligence network for the Western Regions, especially the Turkic countries.
While Jia Hui was reading the information, he also summarized each key point of the information in the memorial to make it easier for the emperor to understand.
"Damn it, this bitch Xu Le actually dares to beat the envoy? He really doesn't care about Da Qi's national policy! Someone, bring Xu Le to me!"
Sorry, sorry, late.
(End of chapter)
