Qin'an City, inside a large mansion.
The imperial guards were armed with swords and swords. They stood on guard duty every five steps and sentry posts every ten steps. Their murderous aura spread throughout the mansion.
In the lobby.
Wu Nian wore a purple robe and sat on the main seat. Standing in front of him was an extremely muscular man in his thirties.
It was Shi Zhong, a scholar from Hebei who was a carefully selected envoy to Tibet.
Among the ministers around Wu Nian, Shi Zhong's ability is not outstanding, and his eloquence is not the best. But after selecting, I found that he was the most suitable.
There is only one reason.
strong.
Shi Zhong has been physically strong since he was a child. He marched and fought with Wu Nian and never got sick.
The Qinghai-Tibet Plateau is a place with high altitude and poor mountains and harsh waters. Only those with strong bodies can adapt to the climate there.
Otherwise, if the envoy died of illness on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, or fell ill frequently. Not to mention exploring the reality and terrain, whether the envoy can complete his mission is still a question.
"Shi Qing, you know everything. I won't say more. I have only one request. Take good care of yourself, pay attention to food and keep warm. If you are sick, don't force yourself."
Wu Nian raised his head and warned like an old father.
King's father, King's father.
For the big family of the Han Dynasty, how could Wu Nian not be the father?
"Yes." Shi Zhong's eyes were slightly sour, and he was extremely moved, so he bent down to answer.
"Yes." Wu Nian nodded slightly, raised his hand, and asked Shi Zhong to leave. After Shi Zhong left the mansion, he immediately got on his horse, led more than ten followers, left the city, joined the envoys, and headed for Tubo.
In the lobby.
Wu Nian stood up, walked to the door, turned around and looked towards the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, and said, "Back then, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty sent Zhang Qian as an envoy to open up the Western Regions. Zhang Qian, the Marquis of Bowang, will be famous throughout the ages."
"I hope you can return safely and be successful."
After looking at it for a long time, Wu Nian turned to look at the Western Region. This time he came to Qin'an just to worship Jiang Wei.
It was delayed for several days due to problems with the envoy.
It's time to go back to Lanzhou City.
"The east wind is blowing, the war drums are beating, it's time to fight." Wu Nian took a deep breath and said to an Ouchi guard on the left: "Send the order. We will drive back to Lanzhou City tomorrow."
"Yes." The Ouchi guard responded loudly.
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Tibet.
This place has high altitude and harsh environment.
But it also has plains. On the vast Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, there are countless alluvial plains that nourish the Tibetan people.
It's like a large version of Liaodong.
Among them, the Lhasa Plain is the brightest pearl on the entire Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.
Agriculture and animal husbandry are very developed.
It supports countless Tubo people and is also the political, population and economic center of the entire Tibet.
Lhasa City is located at the core of the Lhasa Plain. The city is modeled after a Han city, with four gates and a majestic gate tower.
But the Tubo Palace is an ancient building, located on a low hill, like a mountain castle.
Although the Tubo Kingdom in this time and space maintained considerable independence, it was a large country that ruled on one side. But it was deeply influenced by the Han people.
The city of Lhasa is very prosperous. Every day before dawn, many people gather at the city gate, preparing to enter and exit the city.
After dawn, the entire city of Lhasa seemed to come alive. Every shop is open for business, there are vendors hawking along the street, nobles riding horses, and ordinary Tubo people walking on the streets.
The Lhasa Plain is really a blessed land, a land of abundance.
Lhasa City.
The King of Tubo and the Four Living Buddhas occupied this place and firmly controlled the entire Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. If anyone dares to rebel, we will send troops to destroy him.
If nothing unexpected happens, this line of Tubo dynasty will continue for many more years.
The Tubo Palace has withstood the baptism of time and has a peculiar shape.
Its interior is very resplendent.
In the study room where the King of Tubo worked daily. The contemporary King of Tibet, Gongsong Gongtsen, sat in a chair in a daze. He didn't wake up until the sun shone on his face.
"Hey." The Tubo King sighed, stretched out his hand and rubbed his temples, feeling depressed.
"Your Majesty. The queen is crying again." A delicate-looking maid hurriedly walked in from the outside and bowed.
"Hey." The King of Tubo sighed once again, stood up upset, walked out of the study, and went to the queen's palace.
The King of Tubo is thirty-two years old and has a son and a daughter with the Queen of Tubo.
The daughter, Princess Zizun, is fifteen years old this year. She is as beautiful as a Bodhisattva and has a lively and active nature. She is the apple of the eye of the Tubo King and his wife.
Originally, there was no trouble in this matter.
The King of Tubo was not a heroic figure, and was even a bit weak. He became panicked after hearing that one hundred thousand Turks were defeated by thousands of Han emperors.
After learning that Wu Nian allowed the Tubo princess to enter the Han palace and serve the Han emperor. He agreed immediately.
I really felt like dozing off, so I brought a pillow.
If his daughter enters the harem of the Han Dynasty Palace, isn't he the father-in-law of the Emperor of Han Dynasty?
Both parties have a marriage bond, and they have no other ambitions.
He would be the emperor of the Han Dynasty, he would be his own king of Tubo, and his neighbors would be in harmony. It is a great joy to have smooth trade routes.
The King of Tubo only had one daughter, and naturally she was the corpse princess who went to the Han Dynasty.
But the King of Tubo is weak and has soft ears, while the Queen of Tubo is very good at controlling her husband, and she also feels sorry for her daughter who has traveled thousands of miles to go to the Han Dynasty to serve a bad old man.
She cried day and night, making the King of Tibet lose his mind and waver.
Although troublesome, he is a bit afraid of his wife. After the King of Tubo let out a long sigh, he bravely entered the queen's palace.
In the bedroom.
The Queen of Tubo and the corpse princess, mother and daughter, hugged each other and cried.
The Queen of Tubo is thirty years old, two years younger than the King of Tubo. When she was young, she was known as the Pearl of Tubo. Although the conditions on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau are difficult, as a queen, she is pampered and comfortable.
Time has left traces on her face, but after settling, it blooms with a moving fragrance like mellow wine.
It makes her mature and attractive.
The corpse princess and her mother are as if they were printed from the same mold, only delicate and childish.
The mother and daughter hugged each other. It was really a big beauty holding a little beauty, and they were so beautiful.
Although the queen was very beautiful, the King of Tubo was already beyond her capabilities. Besides, in this situation, he really has a headache.
"Stop crying. Crying makes me have a headache." The King of Tubo said with a bitter smile.
"You don't feel sorry for your daughter. Are you not allowed to feel sad for me? She is only fifteen years old, the age of a flower. But she has to go to Han, thousands of miles away, to marry a man in his forties, who is more than ten years older than us. Old man. When I think about it, my heart aches."
"And she's not a wife, she's a concubine."
The beautiful eyes of the Queen of Tubo seemed to have opened a floodgate, and the tears fell like a string of pearls. The pear blossoms were covered with rain. I felt pity for her, but also a little harsh.
