In today's world, basically wherever there are Chinese businessmen, there will be Chinese intelligence networks. Two-thirds of the businessmen and guys who followed the head of state to open up the market are inextricably linked to the CIA.
Wherever the Chinese business tentacles expand, Xiao Letian's eyes will also cover them. Fan Jin brought the plan of the Western Region Development Bank, and hundreds of millions of funds were poured into it. How could it not be supported by the establishment of a spy network? .
Currently, in Gansu, especially in the Guazhou area, there are already hundreds of Chinese businesses and companies that have followed the supply team. It is difficult to find a house in Guazhou City, and countless businesses rent private houses and put up signs to do business with the army.
In just one winter, they even restored the remote Mingshui Ancient Road in the Han Dynasty, a golden channel for smuggling. It doesn't matter if they fight in the Xingxing Gorge. The brave caravans can smuggle from the Mingshui Ancient Road, a dangerous place where large corps cannot pass. commodity.
Tea, salt and daily necessities from the Central Plains were smuggled in batches, and what was exchanged was Hotan jade and safflower medicinal materials that had been hoarded for several years and had no market.
The more prosperous the economy, the greater the power of the Chinese people, the more spies with dual identities, and the more comfortable they are with King Shangtai on the left.
Especially when the left side received the telegram from the rear, he immediately turned around and went to find King Shangtai. He handed the telegram to King Shangtai and said, "Look, my prince... look at what the head of state is doing." That’s what you said!”
King Shang Tai looked down and couldn't help but gasped, "So cruel!"
There was only one line in the newspaper: "Samuel is extremely dangerous. As long as he can create unexpected results and not trigger diplomatic conflicts... then kill him!" '
Xiao Letian's attitude was actually the same as the one on the left. This made King Shang Tai wonder, "How could this happen? An accidental assassination? How did the master become so cruel?"
"My prince, you have no respect for women. Since the head of state said this, it must make sense...Hurry up and call the people from behind, let's think about it carefully..."
That night, Zuo Zuo paced back and forth on the sand, thinking about ways to kill Samuel, but as he thought about it, his mind wandered again, and he thought about the cowhide notebook again. He still wanted to know how many secrets were recorded in it.
Although he hated Samuel during this period, he had to say that this British man was indeed an excellent explorer and archaeologist. He could see many cultural relics in the Middle East and Central Asia clearly at a glance.
Even some parts and lines on the Mogao Grottoes murals were influenced by European painting styles, and even some of them were inspired by Central Asian and Indian styles.
The treasures treasured by such a capable person must be very valuable, and they may record some mysterious ancient city or treasure.
You must steal it and take a look!
The one on the left made up his mind and started to approach the camp where the British lived. Samuel and his sixteen people set up five tents in total. The camp was close to the river, so it was easy to get water.
I looked at my pocket watch on my left. It was already 10:30 in the evening. The tent containing the goods should be empty, right?
But I never expected that as soon as Zuo approached the camp, he met a familiar face of a British soldier. "Hi... Mr. Zuo, haven't you slept yet?"
"Smoke a cigarette..." The British sentry on duty actually handed a cigarette to the left.
The person on the left smiled coquettishly and said, "If you can't sleep, see if Mr. Samuel is still awake and have a chat with him..."
"Oh, you're here by chance. Mr. Samuel has just finished drinking the medicine and is already resting..."
"Okay, I'll come back tomorrow..." Zuo Zuo turned around and walked away with a cigarette in his mouth. He made up his mind halfway through!
"If you can't let go of your children, you can't trap the wolf. If you can't let go of your wife, you can't catch the gangsters... That's it!"
After a night of silence, Zuo Zuo began to secretly plan with his men. As a result, at dawn at six o'clock in the morning, Samuel was woken up by the hoarse roar outside.
Dozens of Chinese people were shouting excitedly outside. He couldn't understand the northwest dialect, so he quickly put on his clothes and went out to ask questions.
The assistant who got up early ran towards him. In the short distance of thirty meters, he fell four or five times on the sand, and finally almost crawled in front of Samuel.
"Oh God! Oh God! Mr. Samuel, go and see...the Chinese have made a huge discovery!"
"The Sutra Cave... They found a Sutra Cave... Inside there are countless Buddhist scriptures, books, paintings... It's like a mountain..."
Samuel felt as if his heart had been pinched by something. His legs softened and he sat on the sand. "What is it? The Scripture Cave...could it be said to be a sealed library in ancient times?"
"Yes, sir, there are too many, just like a small mountain. I have read that there are Chinese, Tubo, and ancient Western characters in it... My God, many of them are lost and minority texts. Isn't this a dictionary?"
"With the mutual comparison of these texts, we can thoroughly explore the history of the entire Western Region... Don't we have a complete understanding of what happened in those small countries..."
"Take me there...take me there quickly..."
The history of this parallel world was completely changed by Xiao Letian. Stein did not obtain any volume of the Dunhuang Buddhist scriptures, and the first person to see the Buddhist scripture cave was Samuel, the discoverer of the source of the Nile.
The discovery of the Sutra Cave attracted everyone. Almost everyone in the entire Mogao Grottoes area put down their work and ran to the Sutra Cave, which was marked as Cave 17 by later generations.
As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the cave, I discovered that a small cave entrance was exposed on the half-cleaned sand pile, and a farmer was talking there.
"I came here to clean up the sand in the morning... The boss said that we will pay you on a piece-rate basis, and you will get an extra ten cents for each load of sand..."
"Don't I think it's time for my son to get a wife? I just work the night shift and work more... When it was first light, I was exhausted and sweating, so I wanted to smoke a cigarette to relieve my fatigue..."
"I finished smoking the pipe and pot, and I knocked against the wall to clear the ashes... Guess what? It's empty, this wall is empty..."
"I quickly called the elders to take a look... and finally they dug out such a hidden cave... My mother! It's full of books, many of which are made of bamboo pieces..."
"Let me see...let me see..." Samuel made a desperate sound and crawled in like a lizard in the sand.
Samuel rushed into the cave and gently unfolded a roll of silk as if holding his own eyeballs. What came into view was the painting of the Land of One Hundred Thousand Buddhas!
The vast green Qibao Pond is surrounded by carved railings and has various lotus flowers in full bloom. Buddha and Bodhisattvas sit on lotus flowers with kind faces; children play in the pool. At the top of the treasure pool, the blue sky is clear, colorful clouds are lingering, Buddhas are soaring into the sky, flying in the sky and dancing, and flowers are falling from the sky. Below the treasure pool, musicians played various musical instruments, dancers danced the Hu dance from the Western Regions...
Woohoo...Samuel actually cried when he saw such a useless person!
