Numb!
Really numb!
Avalokitesvara, the Buddha in the sky and the earth! No wonder the Guiyi Army could not withstand the erosion and assimilation of the Shazhou Uighurs in history.
Not only because the Guiyi Army's plate was too small, there were only more than 100,000 Haner in Hexi, but there were still more women than men.
There are also the Sinicized Sogdians and Sinicized Tyuhun people who are important auxiliaries, not to mention the total number of 150,000, and they are still fighting among themselves. There is also the Uighur princess Li of Ganzhou, who is a time bomb.
As the Tianmu Khan who carefully chose to marry the Tian princess Li who came to the Guiyi Army, Zhang Zhao did not believe that this woman had no ambition and means, because without these two things, the Uighur Tianmu Khan who could defeat Zhang Chengfeng, There is no way she would be married to the Cao family.
Zhang Zhao estimated that even if Cao Yijin showed that he was in good health by going to Ganzhou to meet the alliance at the beginning of this year, he might not be able to hide it from the Uighurs for long.
Because Tian Princess Li will definitely find an opportunity to convey Cao Yijin's true physical condition.
The daughter of the Tian Princess Li married the Ganzhou Uighur Khan, and her son married the daughter of the Uighur Khan and the royal family. She was simply the spokesperson of the Ganzhou Uighurs within the Guiyi Army!
Once Cao Yijin has physical problems, the Ganzhou Uighurs will definitely give their full support and provoke civil strife in the Guiyi Army.
Princess Li and her sons will definitely take the opportunity to gain support from the Uighurs in Ganzhou to covet the throne.
And will the Murong family in Guazhou take action? Can Cao Yijin's eldest son Cao Yuande successfully take over the throne?
A bloody internal massacre is already hanging over the heads of all the returning soldiers, and it will only end when Cao Yijin dies.
Seeing that Zhang Zhao's face was solemn and a little pale, Mrs. Cao Sanniang also let out a long sigh.
"It seems that Mr. Erlang has understood what kind of situation we will face soon. If we can get through it smoothly, we can continue to be comfortable for a while. If we are not careful, there is even the danger of the whole house overturning.
This is why Nu said that Erlangjun still doesn't know how much responsibility he bears. "
"My responsibility?" Zhang Zhao was really confused!
"Yes! It's your responsibility!" Ms. Cao Sanniang nodded solemnly.
"The foundation of our Guiyi Army Jiedushi was acquired by Zhang Yichao, the great-grandfather of Lang Jun, and it was built for the purpose of returning to the Tang Dynasty and reviving the Han family.
But by the time my grandfather, King Ling Gong, became a farmer just trying to survive, the two states of Guasha were so narrow and barren that they had no conditions for independent self-preservation. Sooner or later, they would be taken advantage of!
The Cao family is mixed with too much Sogdian blood, and the core of the Murong family is simply the Tuyuhun people. They have no such intention, and they cannot bear the heavy responsibility of reviving the Han family!
If the Guiyi Army does not produce a hero like Taibao Gong Zhang Yichao, sooner or later they will all turn into barbarians! "
Zhang Zhao felt uncomfortable and moved his buttocks, and then coughed dryly. These words and this understanding are unlikely to be thought and summarized by a woman like Cao Sanniang. Could it be that... there is someone behind her?
"Are you saying that I am the hero who revived the Han family? Is this what you mean? Or does everyone mean it?" Zhang Zhao deliberately emphasized the word "everyone" in a louder voice.
Perhaps she still felt that she had said too much, so Mrs. Cao Sanniang gave a dry cough in embarrassment.
"This slave doesn't know, but I think Erlangjun has such ability, and I am willing to try it with Erlangjun!"
"What's the best way to try it?" Zhang Zhao asked quickly.
"We can make a five-year agreement. If Erlangjun can bring back 300 cavalry and 500 soldiers from the Kingdom of Khotan within five years, the slave can accomplish a big thing for Langjun. A major event has recently happened between Mr. Erlang and the Tang’er family in Hexi!”
When Mrs. Cao Sanniang said this, her face was already very solemn.
This woman is not as simple as she seems on the surface. There must be some person or organization behind her. Zhang Zhao is very sure of this.
Moreover, looking for a Zhang Yichao-style hero was not something that this woman had just thought of. It should have existed for a long time.
This is not like an agreement between two people, but more like an investment by a specific organization in a certain person, well... it smells like venture capital.
Since it was investment and trading, Zhang Zhao let go of the little covetousness in his heart for Cao Sanniang's beauty. Investment and trading should look like investment and trading.
"Maybe I should really marry you!" Zhang Zhao once again looked at Cao Sanniang with the eyes of a beautiful woman.
A blush flashed across Cao Sanniang's fair face, but it quickly disappeared without a trace.
"Does Mr. Erlang know how old this slave is?"
Zhang Zhao shook his head and said he didn't know.
"I was born in the third year of Emperor Zhaozong of the Tang Dynasty (903). I am already twenty-eight years old this year!"
After Mrs. Cao Sanni finished speaking, she glanced at Zhang Zhao proudly, as if she was saying, "Did you see that?" I am an authentic Tang Dynasty person! '
"The female junior is holding a gold brick, ahem! If you offer me three bricks, it's not too heavy for me!" Zhang Zhao said immediately.
He is now nineteen years old, and this woman was born in the Tang Dynasty, and is nine years older than him!
Ahem! No matter, I'm just nine years old, so I just think I've found a job that I don't want to work hard for, and Mrs. Cao Sanniang is quite beautiful, so it's not a loss!
"Hahaha! Where does this fallacy come from? It's quite funny!" Mrs. Cao Sanniang was amused by Zhang Zhao's sudden look of exhaustion, and she even laughed so hard that her branches trembled, which was spectacular.
"Erlang-kun is really a man who does big things. It has the advantage that he even wants to marry his niece who is nine years older than me! But do you know how old the slave's child is, Nobunaga?"
Nobunaga? Fortunately, your deceased husband's surname was Murong and not Oda, Zhang Zhao complained in his heart.
"I really don't know this. Why are you still afraid that your son won't agree?"
Lady Cao Sanni rolled her eyes at Zhang Zhao, "It's going to rain, and my mother wants to get married. If I want to get married, will it be his turn to agree?"
But I can tell you that my son Nobunaga is now a full-year-old boy. It is estimated that a father who is only seven years older than him, I am afraid Nobunaga will really not agree! "
When she thought that the majestic Zhang Erlangjun in front of her was only seven years older than her son, the crazy woman laughed so hard that her waist almost broke.
Damn it! Zhang Zhao was really stunned. This woman's son was actually twelve years old!
Well! She is twenty-eight years old, so it is really possible that she will get married at fifteen and give birth to a son at sixteen, and her son will be twelve.
Well! Damn, if I really make a five-year agreement with this woman, I will have a seventeen-year-old son when I come back from Khotan. Think about it this way...
It’s quite exciting!
"Okay! Okay! I won't scare you anymore!" Seeing Zhang Zhao stunned, Cao Sanniang thought that Zhang Zhao was really intimidated by his age.
"If Mr. Erlang really has this intention, I will find a good candidate for you!" Mrs. Cao Sanniang stopped laughing and said seriously.
"The slave's younger half-sister, Cao Jiu Niang's wife Yanxi, this year is already the year of cardamom. When Erlang Jun returns from Khotan, Jiu Niang Niang is in her 28th year, so it's the right time to get married.
My mother is very doting on the 19th sister. It is much more cost-effective for Mr. Erlang to marry the 19th sister than to marry a slave! "
Zhang Zhao frowned, "Marriage is a major event that involves a lifetime of happiness. Can it be described as a good deal?"
Lady Cao Sanniang showed a bitter smile, "Can't you?"
"Can you?" Zhang Zhao's voice became even deeper!
Mrs. Cao Sanni stood up suddenly as if she was suddenly pricked by a needle.
"Thanks to Mr. Erlang's blessing these days, I have a personal gift for you!"
Zhang Zhao looked at Lady Cao Sanniang's back in astonishment. He didn't know why this woman suddenly had a convulsion and looked like she was about to fall out.
"A gift? What gift?"
"When Mr. Erlang really comes back with 300 cavalry and 500 soldiers, I may allow my son Nobunaga to become your disciple and learn the art of war and strategy." Speaking of her son, Mrs. Cao Sanniang's eyes suddenly became sharp.
"I, Aweng, am only four years younger than King Ling Gong, and my health is also in bad shape. Apart from the death of my husband, all my sons are useless. The Murong family is also facing the situation of being leaderless.
If Mr. Erlang can get the eldest grandson of the governor of Guazhou as his disciple and help my son Nobunaga, then I can help you stir up the Murong clan of Guazhou! "
interesting! Zhang Zhao sniffed.
Hum! master? I think it’s better for me to be your son’s father!
