Datang broom star

His face was full of small cracks from the spring breeze, and his voice was smoky when he spoke.

"Ahead is Shazhou!"

Jia Ping raised his head, thinking of Dunhuang in later generations.

But Shazhou at this moment is not what it looks like in later generations.

The caravan was clearing the customs, and there were officials checking the goods, and then stamping and signing.

"Thank you, sir."

The high-nosed and deep-eyed Hu businessman crossed his hands skillfully to salute, and then thanked the officials in pretty good Tang dialect.

The official nodded, "Next!"

His voice is hoarse, the skin on his face is rough, and there is no trace of gentleness.

Subsequent caravans continued to come out.

Someone shouted from the top of the city: "More than a hundred riders are coming!"

The officials below immediately shouted: "Hurry up and disperse them, get out of the way."

The little official behind him smiled and said, "I'm afraid it's a caravan."

"Caravans are carts, fools!"

The official kicked the little official, "I don't blame you when you just came here, but you will still be like this two months later, and the prime minister behind you will have to kick you out. Remember, this is Shazhou in the Tang Dynasty , don't embarrass Datang!"

The little official responded quickly, and then looked on tiptoe.

"It's the mission!"

The sergeants began to drive the caravan.

"Go to the side, hurry up!"

The caravan obediently stepped aside, looking ahead curiously.

More than a hundred riders came slowly, and got off their horses after approaching.

The official greeted him, and cupped his hands, "Han Xude, the official Shazhou Judiciary and military officer, met..."

"Old man Xu Jingzong."

Old Xu looked exhausted, Han Xude quickly avoided, "I met Xu Shangshu."

The Minister of Rites actually came to Shazhou, what is he doing?

Behind them are the officials of the Ministry of Rites, and the people in the caravan looked at them in fear.

"This is Datang!"

A Baiqi casually said.

Jia Pingan nodded.

The veil was still on his face.

When everyone entered Shazhou, Governor Moqian came to welcome them immediately.

Mo Qian's face was long and narrow, looking a little gloomy, and he couldn't feel comfortable smiling, "I've met Xu Shangshu, dare to ask Xu Shangshu, but did you come here for Kucha?"

Xu Jingzong nodded, "Any news?"

"Those low dog slaves!" Mo Qian said disdainfully: "The wife of King Bushibi of Kucha, Ashina, had an affair with the Prime Minister Nali. Many people in the capital knew about it, and said it as a joke. Bushibi wanted to dissuade it. , but Ashina insisted on going her own way... Bah!"

Uh!

King Qiuci's wife had an affair with the prime minister, and there was no way to stop it...

Does this work too?

Jia Ping'an was stunned.

Xu Jingzong... Jia Pingan swears that he saw passion in the eyes of old Xu.

Old Xu gossips.

"It can't be dissuaded?" Xu Jingzong was very puzzled, "Shouldn't it be a one-shot kill?"

Sure enough, he was born in Wagang, and he kills people at every turn.

Mo Qian praised: "Xu Shangshu has a good opinion. If Datang encounters such a thing, he will definitely kill him with one knife, and then destroy the whole family of Nali."

"Bu Shibi couldn't stop him, so he didn't dare to make a move. He was afraid that he would be a trick of the mouse, or that he would not be able to catch him."

Xu Jingzong is naturally not a fool, Mo Qian nodded, "This is the same view here, Xu Shangshu, there are a lot of people in Shazhou recently, be careful, it is best to leave as soon as possible."

"What do you mean?"

Xu Jingzong stopped.

Mo Qian said seriously: "It's very troublesome here. There are people from the Western Regions and Turkic people. They are ambitious and want to make Shazhou mess up."

Behind Shazhou is Ganzhou, and the Hexi Corridor extends from the Central Plains all the way, and it is also an important node of the Silk Road.Once messed up, the impact is far-reaching.

The so-called Hexi Corridor is the only way from the Central Plains to the Western Regions. Because it is narrow, it is called the corridor.

"Shazhou is prosperous, if Xu Shangshu has time, he can go to the market."

Xu Jingzong's heart was moved by Mo Qian's last suggestion, but after taking a bath, he immediately fell asleep and became unconscious.

"Grand Xu!"

Jia Pingan wanted to take Lao Xu, an old driver, to the market.

Old Xu still snored.

"Grand Xu, are there any beauties?"

Xu Jingzong's snoring stopped for a while, his beard trembled a few times, and the snoring resumed.

Forget it, Old Xu seemed exhausted.

Jia Ping went out for a stroll.

I'm Marquis Wuyang, so of course I can't openly go to that... I need someone to invite me.