Li Mu spent the night in the woodshed, and early the next morning, Zepi called him over. When Li Mu had just crossed over, he had been in the Turkic camp and knew that the Turkic people did not eat breakfast, but today, the situation was a little different. The table was full of delicious food. Of course, it was not comparable to what I ate in Chang'an, but in this camel valley, this was the best thing I could eat.

"Sit." Zepi reached out to signal. Just as Li Mu was about to move, he suddenly saw Zepi's eyes, and hurriedly pretended to be afraid and waved his hands repeatedly.

Seeing that he was respectful, Zepi held him a little less vigilant, so he pressed him down and said, "My whistle detective reported that the pass in front was Zhulu Marquis of the Tang Dynasty, and he exploded with unknown means. According to rumors, the Zhulu Marquis of the Tang Dynasty was a banished immortal, of course, we Turks do not believe in any gods, we only trust the heaven of immortals." Suddenly, Zepi stared at Li Mu with bright eyes and asked, "Do you think that Zhulu Marquis of the Tang Dynasty can survive the situation when the mountains collapse?"

Li Mu's heart trembled, his eyes twitched slightly, and he thought to himself, what this person said was a bit strange, why should I ask me such a question?

Seeing him muddy, Zepi suddenly smiled and poured a glass of wine for Li Mu. Instead of continuing the topic, he said to himself: "I wonder if you have heard of the name Ashina Nishu. Our vanguards are all his subordinates. Ashina Nishu helped Siyehu seize the position of Khan, but Siyehu revenges for his grudges and wanted to kill Nishu and force him to escape Yanqi. Do you know if Ashina Nishu and the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty worshiped Changshengtian together in their early years. They were brothers witnessed by Changshengtian. I was thinking, if the Western Turks could be welcomed back to Ashina Nishu, maybe the Western Turks and the Tang Dynasty would not have been in war. What do you think?"

Speaking of this, if Li Mu didn't know that Zepi had seen through his identity, he would be a fool. In fact, it was not surprising that although he had never seen a few ordinary people, he had also seen some of them, including the samurai of the Yin clan, the children of the Jin clan, etc. Some of them were not killed by the bomb, and some might not follow or escape. As long as there was a spy to prove it, his identity could not be hidden.

But seeing how Zepi looked, he was very polite and did not point it out. Li Mu thought about it, lit the wine in the wine glass with his hand, and wrote a few words on the table.

"What are you going to do?"

Zepi was overjoyed: "If Zhulu Hou... is still alive, can he make the decision?"

Can you make the decision?

Li Mu thought about it after thinking about it. If it were strictly speaking, he seemed to be unable to make a decision, but no one knew better than him about the current situation of the Tang Dynasty. Can this big battle be fought? It can be fought and can be afforded, but it will definitely damage the vitality. There will be many chain reactions followed, such as this year's salt mine plan, field plan, etc., because once the power of the court is reduced, the power of the local clans will definitely expand. So in a sense, although fighting will also cause great harm to the aristocratic families, they actually want to have such a battle very much.

Li Mu weighed in his heart. If he saw Li Shimin, he should be able to convince Li Shimin not to fight this battle. But the premise is that he must confirm whether the person in front of him was cheating.

Therefore, he did not respond.

Zepi is now doing things with his head on his waist, so he is naturally very cautious. He can understand Li Mu's caution in the enemy camp, so he clicked it once again and said to himself: "It would be great if there was a token of Zhuluhou. I could send someone to contact the Tang people, and Nishu is in Yanqi. It will take about ten days to build a passageway. This place is only seven hundred miles away from Yanqi. If you cross the mountains, even if you walk, you will have time."

He looked at Li Mu with bright eyes: "I need a messenger! I need this messenger to contact Nishu for me, and I will send another person to the Tang Dynasty, but I need a token."

Zepi raised his hand, and his personal soldiers brought pens and ink. He didn't say anything else, but looked at Li Mu.

Li Mu hesitated for a while, picked up his pen and started writing on the paper. Zepi looked at the words on the paper and frowned. He was also a cultural person among the Western Turks, and he understood several languages ​​such as Turks, Uighurs, Han, Tubo, and Persia, but he still didn't know a single word for the words "woquyanqizhaonishu" written by Li Mu.

Li Mu finished writing the letter in pinyin, and at the end of the letter, he drew a secret cipher. Zepi did not ask what the content of the letter was. After putting it away, he took out a jade talisman from his arms and handed it to Li Mu, and said, "This military talisman was handed to me by Nishu in person. If you give him to Nishu, he will believe you no matter what you say."

Li Mu took the jade talisman, Zepi picked up the wine glass, and toasted Li Mu with a glass of wine. The two of them drank together, and everything was indifferent.

Zepi prepared a camel for Li Mu, enough water and dry food, and a simple map. He sent someone to send him over the mountain. On the other side, he sent five groups of sentries in the name of sending sentries. One of them was his confidant. After leaving the brigade, he headed straight for Dingxiang City. The sentry was caught by Su Lie's patrol camp under Dingxiang City. He searched for letters and soon came to Li Ji's hands.

But Li Ji had never learned the pinyin, so how could he know the content of the letter? He had no choice but to let Li Siwen come to see the letter.

Li Siwen unfolded the letter and stared at it for a long time. As the earliest brother beside Li Mu, Li Siwen actually knew the pinyin, but he was used to being ignorant of learning. Li Mu taught her, and he heard his left ear and his right ear and he didn't remember what it was. Now reading this letter is like a CET-4 English graduate from college, saying that he could understand, but he couldn't understand, and he could understand a little.

"This... the letter must have been written by the elder brother. This is right. Judging from this secret note, it is definitely the elder brother's work."

When Li Ji saw Li Siwen looking at him for a long time, he realized this. He was so angry that his hair was about to smoke. He shouted: "What does it mean? Do you know it or not!"

"Recognize it, recognize it a little."

Li Siwen pointed to the letter and said, "The word means 'your uncle'. I was the one who asked, look for it. It probably means that I want to postpone my uncle's postponement, probably that's what it means."

"Your uncle? Delay?"
Chapter completed!