The Silk Road is like a string of gold chains, connecting precious oasis along the way into a beautiful chain of pearls.

The Kucha Oasis is a huge pearl on this chain of pearls. The river is the bloodline that nourishes the oasis. The Kucha River is the Kucha River. Go upstream along the Kucha River and enter the middle of Baishan. It is called Bayinbrook's grassland in later generations and the open Yili River Valley. The Kucha Oasis connects to Gumo and Wensu in the west, and to the east, you can reach Yanqi and Shanshan.

The prison cart traveled west along the ruts left by the caravan.

The destination is its city.

Stay one by one in all the cities, towns, or herdsmen's tent markets that we pass along the way.

Let the crowds around despise, insult, cry and curse.

Many rebels in the prison car could not bear the humiliation and committed suicide by hitting the pillar. Whenever there was a thief who died of blood splattering the prison car, the people around him would applaud. So they even more viciously despise, insult, cry, and curse. They would do everything they could. They just wanted the bloody scene of prisoners hitting the pillar to be staged in front of them.

From beginning to end, only one person sat calmly and could not help but scold him.

This person is the Marquis of Fuguo.

Three days later, Liu Bei ordered people to take off the shackles, open the prison car, take a bath and change clothes, and sit opposite Liu Bei on the oasis that has gradually become yellow.

"Isn't the chief minister afraid that the subordinates will bite their tongue and commit suicide?" Fu Guohou asked with a smile.

"Not afraid." Liu Bei also smiled and filled his ear cups.

The two raised their glasses and drank each other, like long-time friends.

"Good wine." The Marquis of Fuguo is also talented.

"This wine is a jadeite sauerkraut concentrated from ten years of old Songquan brewing." Liu Bei said this.

"So that's it." The Hou of Fuguo also heard Lou Sang: "The chief minister is called Qilin. With this wine alone, the officials can think about it."

"Speaking of this, the leader and the sect will make an indelible contribution to being the me of today." Liu Bei laughed and sighed.

"Oh?" The Fu Guohou put down his ear cup: "I would like to hear it carefully."

"I remember when I was a teenager, several believers of the church went to Lousang to preach. They were all burnt and the water could be destroyed, and so on. At that time, I couldn't help but blurt out the "fire cloth" and was so thought of by the masters of the church. So that night, an assassin tied his sleeves, tied his legs, wore night clothes, climbed over the wall and entered the hospital, hoping to bear the consequences of my mother and son." Liu Bei's eyes were full of nostalgia.

The Hou of Fuguo nodded gently: "The tricks of eagle and insects are fooling people."

Liu Bei smiled softly: "Although I escaped by luck, I will never be safe from now on. Day and night are like lights on my back, and I am frightened all the time, and I will always wake up from a long night. From then on, I will never dare to be miserable for a day, just to live in the world. From then on, I will be enemies and friends with the leader, respect and fear it. I will strive to strengthen myself desperately, but I just think: if one day I meet the leader, I will no longer be so embarrassed."

"But I don't know that Changshi and Benshu still have such deep connections." After drinking the wine in the glass, Fuguo Hou chuckled: "If I were to go to preach, I thought that Changshi and I would teach, why would this happen?"

Liu Bei nodded: "I have also thought about it for the assassin. If I had shot me to death that night, wouldn't there be so much trouble?"

"Why are I ruthless in teaching the assassin?" The Hou of Fuguo suddenly asked.

Liu Bei calmly looked at his eyes: "The assassin said, auspiciousness came from the sky, and the killing was unknown."

The Marquis of Fuguo nodded first, then shook his head: "The sky is dead, how can there be auspiciousness? If Huang Tian had a spirit, how could Qilinzi be enemies with my sect? If I were an assassin, the chief minister would have died!"

Liu Bei was stunned. Then he nodded happily: "It's reasonable."

This adds a cup to the Marquis of the Suiguo.

After the wine is filled, the Hou of Fuguo raises his glass to drink with Liu Bei.

After drinking three cups, I was drunk and I couldn't wake up.

Liu Bei ordered people to send them into the tent. He woke up the next day and entered the prison van again. He continued to travel westward. Five days later, he arrived at the Gancheng.

"Book of the Later Han Dynasty: Biography of Liang Qi": "Its city is small, and it is unsolicited, so it is said that (jué shuō was sly persuading him with deceitful persuasion) that the King of Kucha Bai Ba wanted to enter the city to protect it, and Bai Ba promised it."

"Its city is small but not solid." Just look at it, Liu Bei thought that it was city that was not a city, but a barrier city.

As a result, I realized that like King Kucha, its Gancheng was also a "three-fold city". It consists of three corridors of outer city, middle city and inner city. They are all built in rammed earth panels, and each city wall is only one city gate outside. There is also a urn city on the southeast side of the outer city wall. The gateway of the urn city is more than 6 meter wide (15 meters) and the wall is more than 8 meter thick (20 meters). In the middle city and inner city, there are ring streets, houses, and high-rise buildings. The outer city wall is three and a half miles long (1471 meters) from east to west and about two miles (800 meters) wide.

Is this clearly a strong city?

Thinking about it, it was true. Ban Dingyuan stayed here for twelve years, so how could he not build it many times?

There are also old Han descendants in the city. As mentioned earlier, although the Protectorate's Mansion was removed, there are still Han troops and descendants stationed in the city.

This city cannot be abandoned.

Who is stationed?

Trouble...

The arsenals, granaries, stables, barracks, prison camps, official houses, halls, business houses, and houses in the city are all available. They are all over the house and have double eaves. The walls are five feet thick (1.2 meters) and are extremely solid. The beams and pillars are all made of giant trees in Baishan. The city is also widely planted. At this time, giant trees were towering and several people hugged each other. Liu Bei recognized that the giant trees in the city were all spruces in Tianshan.

The so-called predecessors planted trees, and later generations enjoyed the cool air. Ban Dingyuan planted huge trees in Baishan in the city, not just to enjoy the cool air.

The iron suspension bridge was wrapped, and the rumbling fell. Xu Rong, Cheng Pu, and Li Ru, the chief clerk who took the lead, left the city to greet him.

"The lord has worked hard all the way."

"Hello everyone?" Liu Bei smiled and dismounted.

A doorway of more than six meters wide is more than just horse racing. Racing is enough.

When I entered the city, I found that the three gates inside, middle, outside, and open the doors were completely different. I had to go around the long circular street and enter the middle city. I had to go around the middle street for half a circle before I could enter the inner city. The inner city's facade opened eastward.

Along the way, the houses and business shops in the city were all decorated with lights and colorful colors. Pedestrians on the road bowed to the ground and shouted: "The Chief Historian."

Liu Bei then looked up and gave a solemn greeting. He could imagine his mood when he could see his descendants of his homeland thousands of miles away.

Walk into the city. Inside the city is the former Western Region Protectorate, each of which is an official residence and a family monastery.

Although it has been disrepair, the wood lacquer and murals have fallen off, the structure is as intact as before. It is full of simplicity and magnificence of the Han Dynasty, and the unique exotic feelings of the Western Regions. Even the stone steps at the foot are yellow-brown in echoing the fire above the head.

Liu Bei loves the more he sees.

The tiger lies on the high platform and dominates the former Western Region Protectorate in the middle of the inner city, the lobby.

Liu Bei sat in the main seat.

The retainers and generals sat down one after another, and they saluted together: "Greetings to the lord!"

"Everyone is not a gift." Liu Bei looked around and said loudly: "I went to the battle for half a year, traveling thousands of miles. The battles are almost complete. If this battle is won, the Western Regions will be settled and the people will be at peace. Everyone has great rewards. I can also submit to the court and reopen the gubernatorial palace!"

"Lord, see clearly!" Hearing this, both civil and military officials and soldiers were passionate and bloody.
Chapter completed!