Chapter 176: Unexpected news

Tuoba Xi sighed, "Are you talking about the gold mine in Liusha River?"

He received news two months ago that the people of Hexi discovered golden sand in Liusha River and stationed troops to mine. For this reason, Tuoba Xi also sent people to explore the nearby rivers, but found nothing. Later, he and the Dangxiang nobles discussed how to seize Liusha River many times, but they were worried that they would not make up their minds when they went to war with the Tang army.

Although his son didn't say it clearly now, Tuoba Xi suddenly thought of the gold mine in Liusha River.

Unexpectedly, Tuoba Qianli shook his head, "Father, what I am talking about is not Jinsha, I am talking about Wuwei County, where there are lush grass and abundant water sources. If we seize Wuwei County, then the Dangxiang people will have a foothold. Taking advantage of the Tubo being restrained by the Uighurs in Anxi, we will take Hehuang and attract the Dangxiang people from Yinchuan County to join us. With such a vast land, then we Dangxiang people can establish our own country. Why do we have to see the eyes of the Tang people to survive?

"No, absolutely no!" Tuoba Xi stood up and pointed at his son and said sternly: "You will ruin everyone like this. The Tang Dynasty is no longer as weak as during the Anshi Rebellion. In the prosperous fashion of the Dangxiang people ten years ago, it was not as good as the Longyou family's army. Now we are not fully armed and have few war horses. How can we fight against the Tang army? You can win your ambitions!"

"In his prime?" Tuoba Qianli also stood up suddenly. He walked to the door of the tent and stared at the sky in Hexi, and said with a hint of disdain: "That was called in his prime more than ten years ago? Only tens of thousands of people were robbing families like bandits. In my eyes, the prosperity was hundreds of thousands of armored men, with his own court, prime minister, and six tribes. Like the emperors of the Central Plains dynasty, ruling tens of millions of people, embracing thousands of miles of rivers and mountains into my arms."

When Tuoba Xi saw his son being arrogant, he shook his head repeatedly, "You should think about how to support these tens of thousands of people! You can consider the gold mine in Liusha River, which is a dream."

After saying that, he turned around and left the tent and looked at the items transported from the Western Regions. Tuoba Qianli looked at his father's back and felt extremely sad. No wonder his father could not defeat Ye Liping and was driven across the Yellow River. He had a narrow vision and was as timid as a mouse. Don't he know that the Tang people are not a solid piece of solid parts? At this time, if he doesn't take advantage of Zhang Huan's weak position to seize Hexi, he will have to wait until after.

Although he was indignant, the noble Dangxiang only recognized his father but not himself. What should he do?

At this moment, a young woman with a beautiful appearance slowly appeared from behind the tent. She was originally the concubine of Tuoba Lin, the king of Dangxiang, and was named Ruyi's wife. After Tuoba Lin's death, she was naturally inherited by the new king Tuoba Xi.

But this woman is also an ambitious person. Tuoba Xi is weak and she doesn't like it. Tuoba Xi is short-sighted and has no ambition. According to the tradition of Dangxiang people, if Tuoba Xi dies, she will also be inherited by his son after Tuoba Xi's death. So Mrs. Ruyi has been observing among his three sons. The eldest son Tuoba Wanli is only a name, and he is greedy for pleasure like his father and has no ambitions. The third son Tuoba Baili is just a reckless man. He can fight, but his mind is very simple.

Mrs. Ruyi's eyes were cast on her second son Tuoba Qianli. Like her elder brother, she also had the right to inherit the throne, but she was a practical person. At the most critical moment in the Western Dangxiang, she personally led people to do business in the Western Regions and returned for several months. It was not until she overheard Tuoba Qianli's words that she finally made up her mind.

"Qianli, wait a moment." Mrs. Ruyi called Tuoba Qianli.

Tuoba Qianli hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, "What's the matter with my wife?"

"Come on! Come to my tent, I have something to say to you." Mrs. Ruyi pulled him into her tent. If she was of the Han people, Mrs. Ruyi should be Tuoba Qianli's grandmother, but in fact she was only two years older than Tuoba Qianli.

The evolution of the Han people's ethics also went through a long process. In the early years of the Western Han Dynasty, Emperor Hui married his niece as his queen, which became a symbol of Empress Lu's viciousness and shamelessness in later historical books. In fact, this is just a remnant of the concept of matriarchal clans. In a primitive society with a small population, the most important responsibility of a woman is to give birth, not to keep her chastity.

This is even more true in other ethnic groups in ancient times. Xiang Wang Zhaojun and Xiang Jincheng Princess were both married to their children and grandchildren, and the same was true for the sparsely populated Dangxiang people. Tuoba Qianli only regarded Mrs. Ruyi as a woman.

"I heard all the conversation you had with your father just now, and I support you." Mrs. Ruyi said calmly.

Tuoba Qianli smiled. What's the use of her support? She has no soldiers or soldiers in her hands, so what can she support herself? Mrs. Ruyi understands his smile and smiles charmingly and says, "I'm sure to persuade Tuoba Yue to support you. He has three thousand strong soldiers under him, which can be your backing."

Tuoba Yue is Tuoba Xi's younger brother and a brave and cruel person. He has ten thousand slaves from the Dangxiang people in his hands, and is the largest force after Tuoba Xi. Mrs. Ruyi's words made Tuoba Qianli suddenly moved. Both of his uncle's sons died at Ye Liping's hands. He has no successor now. If he can take over his population, wouldn't he have the right to speak?

Thinking of this, Tuoba Qianli glanced at Mrs. Ruyi's towering chest and lowered his voice: "I don't want his support. I want his people. If you can help me accomplish this, I will make you the queen in the future."

Mrs. Ruyi's face changed a few times. She understood what Tuoba Qianli meant, lowered her head and pondered for a moment, and she resolutely said: "Then you have to be his son first."

"As long as I can get those ten thousand people, what's wrong with me being his grandson?" Tuoba Qianli said coldly with his hands behind his back.

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There is already a little summer smell in the air. Early summer in the Hexi Corridor is quietly coming. The blue sky is no longer quiet. The climax of spring has been reluctant to give it to the hotter climate. The heat dances on the ripe grass, and the wheat fields are filled with the joy of harvest.

The Wuwei County government office stopped its official duties a few days ago. All the officials went down to the fields to help the wheat harvest. The city of Wuwei seemed empty, and there were few passers-by on the streets, all of whom were happy. In front of the Governor's Office, several dusty scouts and cavalrymen learned that the Governor had gone outside the city, so they turned their horses and rushed out of the city. They brought the latest information from the Western Regions.

Zhang Huan was busy harvesting in the wheat fields with a group of young officials. During this period, he was in a very good mood. God blessed him, which finally caused the first great harvest in four years. It made Wuwei County jubilant. But what made Zhang Huan even more ecstatic was that Pei Ying was unwell a few days ago. The diagnosis was that she was pregnant and he was going to be a father.

At this moment, Zhang Huan, who was in a happy mood, wore a straw hat on his head, wore a short cloth lace and a numb shoes on his feet, which was no different from the dress of an ordinary farmer, and the dozen young officials behind him were also dressed up.

These young people are all from all over the Tang Dynasty. In the past few months, hundreds of scholars have come to take Hexi one after another. They all come with the ideal of regaining lost land for the country. Their arrival has injected vitality into Hexi, where talents are scarce. Most of them have joined the army, but some have also been supplemented with local officials. The dozen people who harvested wheat with Zhang Huan today are the deputy Liu Cao under the governor's mansion.

"Governor, it seems that someone is coming to look for you!" An official saw a few fast horses galloping on the official road beside the wheat field, and reminded Zhang Huan.

Zhang Huan looked at the official road in the distance. After looking for a while, he put down his sickle, patted Mai Mang on his body and smiled and said, "You guys continue, I'll go."

Zhang Huan walked to the resting place and sat on a big rock. He took the water brought by his personal soldiers and drank it happily. At this time, two scouts were brought up and the leader went forward to salute and said, "Governor, we went to Kucha and found that the Uighurs and Tubo did start a war in Anxi, with a scale of tens of thousands, but it was almost over."

Zhang Huan pondered for a while and asked again: "What is the cause of the war? So what is the outcome?"

"Report to the governor, the cause was that Tubo sent troops to Beiting last year when the Uighurs suppressed the rebellion of Liuxias, but was defeated by the Uighurs. The Uighurs then launched a large-scale counterattack on Anxi. Yanqi and Kucha were both occupied by the Uighurs for a time, but the Uighurs suddenly defeated when they were in sight, and Anxi fell into the hands of the Tubos again."

"What's the reason?" Zhang Huan was very puzzled.

"At the beginning, we were also confused. Later, we went to Beiting and found out that a coup occurred in the Uighur merchant. Dengli Khan and his sons were killed by Prime Minister Donmohedagan. At the same time, the Sogdians and Manic priests were killed, and more than 3,000 people were killed. The subordinates also heard that the new Khan was called Vijay Khan."

Zhang Huan nodded slowly and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work these days, each of you will be rewarded with 500 stags, go!"

"Thank you Governor!" The two scouts bowed again and slowly went on.

Zhang Huan was in deep thought. He had been in Wuwei for more than half a year. He made a lot of noise in Chang'an and Helong. It was impossible for the Tubo people to know that, especially when he raised the banner of regaining Hexi, which means that he would become an enemy of Tubo, but the Tubo people remained silent until now and did not make any moves, which was unreasonable.

The reason is that it may be because Tubo’s strategic focus is in the Western Regions and cannot be looked east for the time being. However, now that the war in the Western Regions is gradually quelling, Tubo will also free up his energy to deal with it. He has to make plans early and prepare for the future!

He has considered this issue many times. The best strategy is to join forces with the Uighurs to deal with the Tubo, use the Uighurs to restrain the Tubo in Anxi, and even take advantage of the situation to seize Hehuang. However, his hatred with the Dingli Khan is as deep as the sea, so this strategy is too difficult.

Now that there has been a huge change within the Uighurs, and if you die, you will die, it means that your own idea of ​​uniting with the Uighurs will be possible.

Zhang Huan closed his eyes and gently rubbed his temples. This strategy requires two steps at the same time. One is to send someone to Chang'an to tell Pei Jun about the news and let the Tang Dynasty reconcile with the Uighurs; the other is to send someone to envoy the Uighurs to discuss the joint dealing with Tubo.

Du Mei could go to Chang'an, but Zhang Huan, the candidate who was on the Uighur mission, could not imagine a suitable person for him. This person must have a certain identity and strong abilities. At the same time, he must be proficient in the situation in the Western Regions.

At this time, a question came from the wheat field, "Where have you governors been?"

"We are the governor there."

Zhang Huan looked up and saw an official pointing at him. There was a person standing next to him, waving to him with a smile, but it was Pei Mingyuan, a military farmer in Hexi.
Chapter completed!