Tiantang Splendid

Chapter 2913 Great Food Palace
Azmi said: "It's very simple. You write a letter right now, and ask your relatives to send you back to Chang'an's home, and ask the family to prepare the reward and send it to Yumenguan. Then I will take you to see the Caliph, and then I will ask the Caliph to send an envoy to Tang Dynasty, Then hand over the 1000 taels of gold outside Yumen Pass."

This abacus is clanging, it is indeed shrewd.

First of all, this is taking his eldest grandson Jun as a hostage, waiting outside the Yumen Pass, handing over money with one hand and handing over others with the other, which cannot be faked.Secondly, because there are envoys from the Great Food Kingdom, no matter what the relationship between Datang and the Great Food Kingdom is, it is impossible to brazenly massacre the envoys for a mere 1000 taels of gold, especially for a country like Datang that always pays attention to benevolence, righteousness and morality. It is even more unbearable.

In this way, the gold can be brought back to Damascus smoothly.

Changsun Jun could only agree, otherwise he knew that not only would it be difficult to find another way to meet Mu'awiyah, but he himself would not be able to get out of this way...

This Azmi is clearly a bandit, how can he be allowed to seek his way elsewhere?

"In that case, it's a deal!"

"Haha! Refreshing!"

"I wonder when the general plans to arrange an audience with the caliph of your country?"

"Well... this one has to wait for a chance."

"..."

Looking at Azmi, who was stroking his beard and smiling strangely, Chang Sun Jun wished he could kill him with a knife on the spot.

1000 taels of gold!
Even for a family like the eldest grandson's family with a deep background, it would still scrape off a layer of meat, and this person is still not satisfied?
However, people had to bow their heads under the eaves, so Changsun Jun could only hold back his anger, and said softly: "It is difficult, of course, but please pay more attention to the general, and I will definitely not treat you badly."

Only then did Azmi say: "The caliph has just returned from the Holy Land, and he is exhausted after the long journey, waiting to see outsiders...Of course, if there are close aides close to the caliph who are willing to help deliver the message, there is still some possibility."

"What should I do next?"

This Han man is very sensible. Azmi smiled proudly: "I heard that you brought some goods when you entered the city this time? Anyway, they were robbed from others. Why don't you give these goods to the caliph's followers?" , On the one hand, it can make them say a few good words in front of the caliph, on the other hand, it can also eliminate the felony crimes you committed by robbing and killing merchants."

Changsun Jun understood that this bearded general would never give up unless he beat himself to the bone.

The customs and customs of the Tang Dynasty and the Great Food Kingdom are completely different, and there is a huge gap, but when it comes to these private and dirty thoughts, they are rarely in the same boat...

But he is a sensible person, he only cares about quickly completing the task and returning to Chang'an, he doesn't care how much he pays, he doesn't want to stay in this damn place for a day.

"I regard the general as a friend, and I will ask the general to decide everything. I will never complain."

"Good! Refreshing!"

Azmi was overjoyed: "In this case, you stay here to rest and let Abdullah serve you. I will go to the palace and ask the people around the caliph to help with the matter."

Changsun Jun was also very happy, he didn't expect this guy to blackmail and blackmail people, but after the negotiation, he acted swiftly and resolutely.

As for taking himself hostage, he wasn't worried.

Anyway, I am in a den of thieves, even if I am not in Azmi's mansion, can I escape his control?The other party is nothing more than asking for money, as long as he can help him see Muawiyah to complete the task assigned by his father, he will give him as much money as possible...

"Then thank you General for your trouble!"

"Haha, easy to say, easy to say!"

Immediately, Azmi left the eldest Sun Jun at home to rest, and went to the palace overnight to ask for a servant who was familiar with him.

As the general defending the city of Damascus, Azmi is certainly greedy for money and has unreliable character, but his connections are definitely first-class...

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When Chang Sun Jun woke up, he was tortured by the felted hair again. He washed it with clean water but there was no soap, and the lice in his hair were difficult to remove, which is better than nothing.

When gargling with finely divided salt grains, the servants in Azmi's house were dumbfounded...

What kind of thing is it that a child raised by a noble and wealthy family can be so extravagant as to gargle with salt?
When Changsun Jun, accompanied by Abdullah, had a hard-to-eat breakfast, Azmi came back from outside excitedly.

This man obviously hadn't slept all night, his eyes were red, but he was very energetic.

He came to Changsun Jun and sat down, grabbed a mustache with his dirty hand, put it in his mouth, took a big bite, and said excitedly while chewing: "Last night, I communicated with the generals and servants guarding the palace. , they promised to speak for you, let us wait for the news."

Changsun Jun looked at his hand, suddenly lost his appetite, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, General, for running all night!"

Azmi laughed and said, "You Han people always care about politeness so much. What's the point? It's just for money, and I can give up half my life, let alone just find someone to clear it up? Be polite, be polite!"

After breakfast, Azmi went back to the bedroom to catch up on sleep, and Chang Sun Jun could only talk in the yard accompanied by Abdullah.

He has now been regarded as the God of Wealth by Azmi, and he must not be allowed to leave his control...

Fortunately, when it was about noon, someone came in from outside to see Azmi, and Azmi invited him into the bedroom to talk. After a while, Azmi came out with that person and said to Zhang Sun Jun: "Bring your things. , Follow me into the palace."

Changsun Jun let out a long breath, hurriedly opened his package, and put the envelope his father gave him into his arms.

Azmi took his eldest grandson out of the house and walked straight to the palace in the city.

Outside the gate of the palace, heavily armed soldiers were patrolling, holding a shield in one hand and a huge Damascus knife with magnificent patterns in the other. They were strong and majestic.

Seeing Changsun Jun's eyes fixed on the sword, Azmi said: "Your Tang Dynasty is good at everything, but this sword is the only one that can't compare with our Damascus. It is said that our Damascus saber is also very popular in Datang. When the young master is about to leave, I will give you a few."

Changsun Jun hurriedly said, "Thank you."

He thought to himself, what is a Damascus saber or two?If you can get the secret recipe and secret technique for tempering the sword and forge it in batches, then that is what you care about.

However, he also knew that the forging method of the Damascus saber has always been a secret, so he didn't dare to speak rashly...

When he entered the palace, Changsun Jun was even more disappointed.

Is this the palace of a country?

This building is tall and mighty, and its style is completely different from that of the Tang Dynasty. There are even huge patterns made up of clay bricks on the walls. They are all patterns that symbolize the meaning of sects. I don’t understand what it is, but I just think Somewhat mysterious.

However, regardless of the gorgeous decoration or the spaciousness of the area, not to mention that it is incomparable with the Taiji Palace, even the remaining palaces of the former dynasty in Xianyang are enough to crush this palace.

too shabby...

Walking to a courtyard, a tall, middle-aged man wearing a white scarf and a long robe came out of it. He had a hooked nose and deep eyes.

Azmi said in a low voice: "This is the most beloved servant of the caliph...you call him a eunuch, right? Don't talk nonsense, this man has a very weird temper. I paid a lot last night It was the price that made him agree to speak well in front of the caliph, and if you offend him, be careful to drag you out to feed the dogs!"

Changsun Jun immediately waited for his eyes.

It turns out that the caliph of Damascus also had eunuchs by his side?
Hey, this is really a long experience...

Although he was extremely curious in his heart, he wanted to take a closer look at the difference between the eunuchs in the Great Food Kingdom and the eunuchs in Chang'an, but he was afraid of Azmi's warning, so he lowered his eyebrows and did not dare to look more.

The eunuch said something to Azmi, and Azmi turned around and said to Chang Sun Jun: "The servant said that after seeing the caliph, you must not talk nonsense. You just need to make it clear in the future. Everything is up to the caliph, otherwise If you offend the caliph, you can only die. We have more tortures here than Tang Dynasty, and the punishment for offending the caliph is second only to usurping the throne, it is absolutely miserable!"

Changsun Jun shivered in fright, and quickly responded obediently.

The waiter then nodded, and led the two of them into a tall gate, then turned to the left, and walked straight into a palace built of huge stones.

As soon as he entered the door, Chang Sun Jun felt a wave of heat rushing towards his face, followed by the tangy aroma and the sound of drum music in his ears.

He raised his head quietly, wanting to look around, but he was stunned by shock just as his eyes swept forward...

(End of this chapter)