Although Changsun Han was not a direct member of the Changsun family, he was a very outstanding member of the next generation and received intensive training from the family, so he always thought highly of himself.
Even when facing the prince of the Arabs, he was not in the least bit frightened, nor did he lose his energy.
However, during the battle in Suiye City, he was manipulated by Xue Rengui. Not only did he almost die in the flood, but all the reputation and confidence he had accumulated were shattered.
After escaping back to Jiaohe City in embarrassment, although the eldest son, Sun Ming, who was the family's talker in the Western Regions, did not say much, it still made him feel unprecedented humiliation.
However, at this moment, Ashina Helu took away his shame and sprinkled a handful of salt...
Ashina Helu glanced at Changsun Han, who was red-faced and full of resentment but never dared to refute. He shook his head and said to Changsun Ming: "This son has a bad character and lacks ability. It can be said that he succeeds more than he fails. I don't know, Changsun." Whether the family has no heirs or not, I don’t want to interfere with the employment of the eldest son’s family. However, the matter now is of great importance and there is no room for mistakes. You should still be aware of it and don’t let the incompetence of some people ruin everyone’s affairs.”
Changsun Han was so ashamed and angry.
Hou Mo and Chen Sui were slowly sipping tea on the side, not interrupting, just watching the fun with a smile. Hou Mo and the Chen family have always followed the lead of the eldest grandson family, but it has been many years. Who hasn't had the ideal to stand up and take charge? However, although this action was instigated by almost the entire Guanlong clan, the final speaker was still the Changsun family whose power was declining and their power was declining. This inevitably made Xinyou dissatisfied.
I dare not say it out loud, but it is inevitable to feel conflicted in my heart.
However, he will naturally not undermine the Sun family at this time. After all, this plan means the interests of all the Longmen clan, unless the Hou Mo and Chen family can compete...
Changsun Ming's expression remained unchanged, and the three long locks of his beard under his chin were floating in the wind. He held them with his hands and said calmly: "There is no need for the general to comment on the matter of the Changsun family. If the general thinks that this matter can still be carried out? Let's go further. Discuss? If the general feels that the Changsun family is not capable of coordinating the overall layout, then let this matter go? After the banquet, I will personally escort the general out of the city. I am afraid that there will be no time for the rest of my life."
Ashina Helu was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Changsun Ming to be so strong. Then he laughed and nodded: "I'm just reminding you, you know what you know. Then, how about we continue discussing?"
Changsun Mingdao: "This is natural."
Then, the two sides exchanged views on the detailed layout plan, checked for gaps and gradually improved them, and then bargained over the distribution of post-war benefits. It was not until the time of lighting that a complete framework was roughly made.
Ashinahelu declined Changsun Ming's invitation to a banquet. Before the city gate was completely closed, Hou Mo Chen Sui personally sent people to escort him out of the city.
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A few days later? To the north of Jiaohe City, Grape Valley.
This place is located in the sun of the hills, with low terrain, abundant rainfall and sunshine all year round. It is the most famous grape hometown near Jiaohe City. The grapes grown here not only have high yields, but also have good quality, which are well-known far and wide.
The hills block the north wind? Although the snow is flying, the weather is not very cold. A charcoal basin is lit in a rain pavilion on the edge of a vineyard in the mountain valley, and the rain pavilion is surrounded by a burlap curtain. , blocking the cold wind, a pot of Sanle pulp, unique to the Western Regions, was heating on the charcoal basin. It was steaming and the aroma of the wine was overflowing.
The two of them sat opposite each other, exchanging cups and cups. The atmosphere was harmonious, as if old friends were reunited.
Outside the rain pavilion, beside the mountain road, there are forty or fifty helmets on one side, with red tassels flying in the wind. On the other side, there are also forty or fifty mink hats and furs, with strong bodies. The two sides stood facing each other. Although the wind was blowing and the snow was dancing, they looked at each other silently, but their swords were drawn and murderous!
There are completely different things inside and outside the pavilion.
…
Fang Jun held the pot in his hand and returned to the Khan to fill up the wine glass. He glanced outside and said with a smile: "If it weren't for the young men outside who treat each other like enemies, I almost thought that the Khan and I were close friends whom I haven't seen for many years. Express your feelings freely and complement each other.”
Tu Midu is over fifty years old, but he has a big body, a round waist, and a strong body. He is a full head taller than Fang Jun. Even when he is sitting there, he shows his imposing manner, which is quite a bit like a king.
Hearing this, he also glanced outside, with a half-smiling look on his dark and square face. He held the wine glass and said, "Hu and Han are different and have deep hatred. How can we have true confidants? Today, although I am with the Duke of Yue, We meet here, but it is not yet known whether we will be enemies or friends after separation. We cannot say that we will meet again in the future, but it will be the day when we meet at war."
Although the Uighurs were driven by Turkic enslavement, they never lost their pride.
Fang Jun nodded with a smile, raised his glass and said: "Life is so fleeting, just like a fleeting moment, just a snap of the fingers. Being able to sit across from each other, drink wine and express your thoughts freely at a certain moment in life is already a rare fate. I don't believe in the Buddha's words. I said, but I believe that fate is not easy at this time. If we really fight on the battlefield in the future, I will still care about the old relationship and find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to bury Khan. I will not let Khan’s bones be buried in the wilderness, and his body will be eaten by birds and insects. .”
Tumidu: "..."
Damn it, do I have to thank you?
He took a sip of wine and realized that he was no match for the honest and generous-looking Tang Dynasty noble in front of him. He quickly returned to the topic: "I can still try my best to kill Ashina Helu. After all, I have a strong heart. I am willing to surrender to the Tang Dynasty. However, the Duke of Yue mentioned that after this battle, he will join forces with you to go to Gongyue City to fight the Arabs. Please forgive me for being unable to do anything. The Uighur people are sparse and the blood is thin. After the great war, his muscles and bones were bound to be broken, and it would take twenty years to recover. I was deeply loved by my tribe, so how could I lead my tribe on the road of endless conquests and shed blood, just to help the Tang Dynasty resist foreign humiliation and recover? Western Region? Absolutely not."
Fang Jun disapproved of his words and smiled, his heart turning rapidly.
Although the Uighurs are not as enthusiastic about war as the Turks, and would feel uncomfortable without fighting for a day, they are definitely not a good and lawful people. In recent years, it has been coerced by the strong rise of the Turks. It has fought countless battles every year, and indeed many people have died, and its power has been greatly damaged. But in the past years of freedom in Huihe, there was no talk of living an honest life. Fighting and killing were the norm...
So Tumidu has said so much, nagging all kinds of complaints and emphasizing reasons. His purpose is nothing more than the unspoken subtext - more money...
As long as there is demand, Datang is never short of money.
In order to secure the throne, stabilize the situation, and protect Guanzhong from military disasters, His Majesty Li Er was able to swallow his anger and let Jieli Khan sign the Weishui Alliance, allowing Jieli Khan to empty Guanzhong's treasury, plunder and plunder, and then leave. .
Now, for the sake of the stability of the Western Region, what's wrong with spending some money and giving up some benefits?
After thinking about it for a while, Fang Jun hesitated and said: "It's a pity that I am in the Western Region and cannot exchange news with Chang'an. I dare not agree to some conditions without authorization, otherwise, how could I see the Huihe brothers living a hard life in this blizzard and severe cold? "
The secret of negotiation is that although you have reached the psychological price, you cannot rush to make a final decision, otherwise the other party is likely to take the opportunity to increase the price...
Tu Midu shook his head and said decisively: "I will naturally not believe what others say, but the Duke of Yue is a hero of the world. He keeps his word, and there is no need to inform Chang'an. As long as the Duke of Yue agrees, I will kill him immediately. Let the elite members of the clan cooperate with the Duke of Yue in fighting this war! Even if Chang'an refuses to do what the Duke of Yue promised in the end, I will accept it!"
Fang Jun: "..."
We are negotiating. Naturally, we are asking for a huge price and will pay back on the spot. You have suddenly become emotional, so how can we negotiate?
You don't play according to common sense...
After pondering for a while, Fang Jun asked: "You might as well state the Khan's request and let me consider it."
Tu Midu's tall body leaned forward slightly, his eyes were bright and passionate, and he said word by word: "After the completion of the matter, I also ask the Tang Dynasty to allow Huihe to build Jisi Prefecture in his hometown of Shule State. The territory belongs to Uighur, and the Khan of Uighur accepts the canonization of the Emperor of Tang Dynasty!"
After saying this, a pair of eyes stared at Fang Jun with eager anticipation.
How many years!
As one of the former Tiele tribes, the Uighurs have always succumbed to power and have never had a territory that truly belonged to them! Nowadays, the Tiele tribes are gradually withering away, and only the Turks are the remaining tribes that still maintain strong military power, making the Uighurs always enslaved and bullied by them.
Now, if the Uighurs can get rid of the enslavement and oppression of the Turks by their own hands, and can truly establish a country and have their own territory, then Tumidu will be the greatest khan in the history of the Uighurs!
none of them!
He was willing to take risks and cooperate with the Tang Dynasty in resisting the Turks, completely ignoring the backlash that would come if he failed. Wasn't it for such an unprecedented achievement? Once achieved, the descendants of the Uighur people will praise his achievements for thousands of generations!
