Chapter 460: Cut the weeds and remove the roots

On the other side of the Tigris River is a paradise for the rich. Green trees and flowers are covered with green trees and flowers along the river bank. The magnificent palaces are distributed among the green trees and flowers. This is the settlement of the Baghdad nobles. The environment is elegant, quiet and comfortable. At dusk, an elegant and compact carriage quickly passed through the rows of green trees and drove directly into a palace wrapped in green plants. The carriage stopped. Abasai walked out of the car with the support of two maids and asked the palace guards worriedly: "Is Zheerfair there?"

"Master is here, please follow me." This palace is Zheerfair's summer palace. You can see the shimmering Tigris River from afar. The breeze is refreshing and very cool. Zheerfair usually stays here in summer. He is in a good mood today. When he heard the news of the princess' arrival, he smiled and greeted him from afar, "Dear Abasai, my moon, why do you want to come to me today?"

"Zheerfair, I'm very scared." Abasai's mood was extremely depressed. He was not infected by Zheerfair's enthusiasm. The smile on Zheerfair's face gradually disappeared, but he still gently said to Aba Track: "When I come to me, are you still afraid?"

"I wouldn't have been to the Tang poetry class if I had known it." Abasai sighed quietly, and briefly said that Cui Yao saw the vomiting in the morning.

"You mean you were seen by that Cui Yao." Zheerfair stared at Abasai suddenly, and his kind and affectionate eyes suddenly became gloomy. His good mood for the day was destroyed. He knew very clearly that the consequences of Abasai's pregnancy were leaked. Not only was the Caliph's anger, but even his father could not spare him. This would be a huge scandal in their family. He defiled Princess Abasai's innocence.

"Zheerfair, don't look at me with this kind of eyes, I feel even more uncomfortable." Abasai's beautiful eyes were filled with tears of grievance, "I want you to find a way to marry me. I don't want our other child to live in Mecca forever."

The gloomy duck in Zheerfar's eyes disappeared in an instant, and it changed to a gentle smile. He hugged Abasai in his arms and kissed her on the forehead, saying, "Don't worry, I promised you a long time ago and I will marry you, but it will take time. I will slowly convince the Caliph to change his mind, and my father, but your reaction is becoming more and more obvious now, and your lower abdomen is about to bulge. Sooner or later, we will find out by the Caliph. We should follow the last method. You went to Mekka to stay for a year on the grounds of pilgrimage, and then look at our little Salbo. What do you think?"

"But..." Abasai was in a state of confusion. This was her second child. When would it end? She didn't want to go to Mecca, but she really missed her three-year-old son. Finally, she looked up at Zheerfair's firm gaze and had to give in and nodded, "Okay! I'll tell Brother Wang tomorrow."

She took the initiative to kiss Zheerfar's lips and said softly: "Then I'll leave first, remember, you must come to Mecca to see me often."

"I will definitely come." Zheerfar put her arms around her waist and sent her onto the carriage. He kept watching the carriage disappear into the thick tree-lined avenue. His smile gradually disappeared and he walked into his room with a gloomy face.

The news he received this morning was that after leaving the Imperial Library, the Tang man immediately went to the palace, where he talked with Rashid for a long time. God knows what they were talking about. Did the Tang man named Cui tell Rashid about Abasai’s pregnancy?

Zheerfair's forehead was gradually sweating. The serious consequences of this incident were not only aroused Rashid's anger, but the key was his father. He strictly forbidden their family to have any relationship with the Hashim family. This is unimaginable in the eyes of outsiders. The Bermack family has been more closely related to the Hasim family since the Abbasid era. But in fact, since Zheerfair and Abasai became a nominal couple, Yehaya insisted on opposing it. He warned Zheerfair more than once that if he crossed the line, he would be cancelled all family inheritance rights, which was what made Zheerfair panic.

He could not resist Abasai's tenderness and finally crossed that line. Not only was the physical relationship, Abasai had given birth to a son for him three years ago, hiding in Mecca. Now she is pregnant again. If her father knew the truth, what would the consequences be?

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Zheerfair walked around the room with his hands behind his back. Rashid might have known it, or he might not have known it, but his father must not have known it. He is not in Baghdad now. The key is how to block this matter. Abasai went to Mecca to silence and hide it for a while, but how should those insiders' mouths be blocked? After thinking about it, a trace of viciousness flashed slowly in Zheerfair's eyes.

Cui Yao lives in an ordinary house near the west gate of the outer city. This is a house in Muta in Baghdad. It is usually closed. There are neither servants to clean or servants to serve him. Only Cui Yao lives alone. He goes out early and returns late every day, and takes three meals a day in the library. When he comes back, he just takes a nap. Although the library can provide him with a lodging place, he likes the environment full of Baghdad citizens, but he will leave here tonight.

After living in this house for half a year, Cui Yao also felt a little nostalgic about it. As night fell, he returned to his house from the library and prepared to clean up and leave Baghdad and return home. After Muta left Baghdad, Cui Yao invited another male servant to clean the house for him. However, when he was still a hundred steps away from the house, he discovered something abnormal. The door of his house opened, and the door was surrounded by a large group of people. They all looked into the room and talked about it. More than a dozen soldiers were maintaining order. Cui Yao was shocked. He didn't know what was going on, but he didn't dare to go forward, and just hid behind the crowd to observe the situation secretly. Soon, the onlookers quickly dispersed and retreated. Several soldiers carried out a body covered with black cloth from the room.

"Ah!" Cui Yao almost shouted out. He recognized the dead man from the shoes of the corpse. It was the servant he invited. His mind was in a mess. Why? Why was he killed? Could it be to go into the house to rob wealth? Cui Yao then denied this idea. His house was empty and there was nothing at all. Is it because someone wanted to kill the Tang people? This guess was as ridiculous as before. He was covered in every day when he entered and exited, and could speak fluent Arabic. Even his neighbors didn't know that he was a Tang people. At this time, a name suddenly popped up in Cui Yao's mind, 'Ye Haya!'

Yes, his suspicion was the most obvious. He might have known a little bit about his conversation with Rashid and was about to kill himself to silence him. Thinking of this, Cui Yao couldn't help but touch the letter in his arms. Rashid said that the letter was related to the strategic interests of the northern Tang Dynasty, that is, it was related to the Uighurs and involved his life. In any case, the incident of Bahan's capture could not be repeated.

Cui Yao immediately turned the camel without saying a word and walked towards the west gate calmly. He could no longer find Rashid. With Yehaya's power, he could no longer enter the palace. The only solution was to leave Baghdad City as soon as possible and leave Yehaya's sphere of influence.

There was no change at the city gate. Although Cui Yao had a gold medal in his caliph, he did not dare to show it easily. It would cause a sensation and would not help him escape.

He also had an iron plate passing through, which was given to him by Rashid's guard officer, and he dealt with the ordinary shrimp soldiers and crab generals. Cui Yao shook the iron plate at the soldiers guarding the gate. The soldiers immediately gathered their spears and stood at attention, allowing him to swagger out of the city gate immediately.

After leaving the city, it was completely dark, but he didn't know how he could return to the Tang Dynasty. He had nothing to do with food, and he didn't even have a blanket sleeping outside. Cui Yao stopped for a moment and thought about countermeasures.

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came from the city gate not far behind him. A group of people rushed towards him quickly and quickly approached him. He immediately turned around and covered his face with a masked black scarf.

"Mr. Cui walked slowly," no matter how he concealed it, the cavalry recognized him. The cavalry stopped behind him. Cui Yao slowly turned around, and his nervous heart finally relaxed. The person who came was Rashid's guard.

"Mr. Cui left in a hurry. What happened?"

"Didn't you go to my residence?" Cui Yao asked in surprise.

The guard officer shook his head and said, "I was going to go, but when I arrived at the city gate, I heard that someone had gone out with my iron card. I thought it was you, so I chased him directly. What happened?"

Cui Yao knew that he was Rashid's most trusted confidant, so he whispered to him: "Please tell Your Majesty that Ye Haya wants to kill me."

"Who?" The guard officer suddenly shook his head and smiled, "It is impossible. Yehaya is now in Damascus. He cannot know about you, and he will not be able to kill you."

Now, Cui Yao was a little confused. Was he really killing people for robbing money? Seeing that he was a little confused, the guards handed him a letter and smiled: "Your Majesty the Caliph ordered me to see you off. This is a pass issued by the Empire Library. Remember, you are going to study Sanskrit, not going back to the Tang Dynasty."

After saying that, he waved his hand, and more than twenty people came up behind him, all holding camels, carrying a lot of supplies. The guards pointed at these people and said, "They are all your servants, and they will serve you with all their heart along the way. His Majesty originally wanted to use his personal guards to protect you, but Princess Abasai suddenly wanted to go to Mecca, so she had to send her instead."

‘Princess Abasai!’ Cui Yao’s mind was like lightning, and he suddenly realized that why Princess Abasai suddenly went to Mecca? She must have been hiding. Then the person who wanted to kill herself to silence her was probably Zheerfair. This was an idea that shocked him. The more he thought about it, the more likely it was. Abasai knew that he had discovered her secret, so he immediately went to discuss with Zheerfair and naturally came up with two plans. One was to go to Mecca to silence her, and the other was to silence her, but he killed the servant by mistake.

Thinking of this, Cui Yao suddenly felt a sense of hatred for Aba Sai and covered her up, but she was hurt by herself. She was really sorry for her. He suddenly made up his mind and whispered to the guards: "Don't ask me why, you can report to Your Majesty and ask him to send someone to monitor the princess. Your Majesty may get what he wants."

After saying that, he bowed, "I'm leaving, General, please take care of me."

"Take care, Mr. Cui!"

In the night, more than twenty camels walked towards the east and gradually disappeared into the heavy black fog.

Fifteen days later, Cui Yao and his party arrived at Mulu City, the capital of Khorasan (now Mali, Turkmenistan), which was also the starting point of the Abbasan dynasty. About fifty years ago, the Khorasan people began the war against the Wumaiye dynasty here and finally established the Abbasan dynasty. Therefore, the Khorasan people enjoyed a high status in the empire. They only paid zakats and no longer bear any other tax burdens. A large number of Khorasan nobles gathered in Mulu City. Therefore, the economy is prosperous and the city is large, making it the second largest city in the Amu River Basin after Samarkand.

Cui Yao did not enter the city. Governor Mulu was Ye Haya's confidant. He did not want to cause trouble. He just made simple supplies outside the city and walked around the city. After walking about thirty miles across Mulu City, they came to the vast desert.

June is the hot day in the desert. The scorching sun bakes the earth like a fire cage. The bright sunlight shines directly from the sky. Although it is so hot that it is almost breathless, each of them is wearing thick black robes to resist the direct sunlight. Only camels with extremely strong endurance walk on the sand dunes calmly.

"Uncle Mirand, when will this desert end?" Cui Yao asked loudly in the wind and sand. In fact, he walked this road when he came to Baghdad with Agush, but it was winter at that time. He was curious about the foreign land, so he passed the desert unknowingly, but now it is midsummer, and every mile is extremely difficult.

Among his servants was a fifty-year-old Sogdian named Midland. This road was where he often walked. He was very familiar with it. Seeing that Cui Yao was a little impatient, he smiled and said, "Sir, don't be irritable. This desert road is about 300 miles to reach the Amu River. Generally speaking, it is a day and night walk. The key is to find an oasis, so we can stop and rest."

Cui Yao heard that there were still three hundred miles away, so he suddenly became angry and couldn't help asking: "How far is the oasis closest to us?"

"Look! Isn't that the case?" Midland smiled with a smile from a distance. Cui Yao looked in his fingers. Sure enough, he saw the green shadows ahead. He screamed with excitement, urging the camel to walk towards the oasis with a hundredfold spirit.

The oasis is neither big nor small, covering an area of ​​about ten acres. In fact, a stream of spring water flows out, forming a small lake. The lake water is clear and sweet, and the surroundings are covered with dense water plants. Everyone cheers and jumps off the camel and pounces on the lake water. Cui Yao also buried his entire head almost in the water, drinking the sweet spring water desperately. Only by passing through the purgatory desert can he deeply realize the importance of water. He drank his fill, lying down to the sky and the earth, and the sunlight is no longer bright, and he realized that the sky was so pure.

Everyone seized the time to sleep soundly by the lake. Cui Yao fell asleep unconsciously. Suddenly, he was awakened by a slight vibration. It was already night. The sky was full of stars, as if it was a pearl shirt hanging on a blue velvet cloth. Cui Yao sat up and listened quietly. It seemed to be the sound of horse hooves. It hit a small Gobi near the oasis. There were not many. It was strange that there were about twenty or thirty riders. The merchants I saw along the way were riding camels, and there were even horsemen. How could they pass through this 300-mile desert?

"Uncle Mirand! Uncle Mirand!" Cui Yao shouted a few times, and all the followers around him sat up one after another, but Mirand was gone. At this moment, a shrill scream suddenly came from the distance, and everyone's hair stood up in fear.

"No! It's Uncle Mirande." Cui Yao jumped up, rushed to his camel in three or two steps, stepped onto the camel, shouted loudly, "Go!Go!"

The other followers also got on the camels. Cui Yao turned around and saw that under the starlight, dozens of big-food cavalrymen wearing armor and helmets were rushing towards this side. He reacted very quickly and shouted to everyone: "Everyone escape separately, hurry!"

Without waiting for everyone to agree, he urged the camel to escape eastward, 'This is damn Zheerfair, and he still refuses to let him go,' he cursed while running away quickly, screaming from behind him. This was his follower's death. The camel rested for a long time, was full of energy, ran along the sand dune, and ran four or five miles in one breath. Cui Yao looked back secretly and couldn't help but complain. He saw three small black dots chasing him on the high sand dune. It was clear under the starlight. This was definitely a cavalry that refused to give up his target. He desperately urged the camel to speed up, and he wanted to carry the camel himself.

Although the endurance of the horse cannot be compared with the camel, on the short sprint, the camel was no match for the war horse. Seeing that the three pursuers were getting closer and closer to him, less than two miles away, when rushing down a sand dune, Cui Yaoxin made a move, pulled out a sharp scimitar, jumped off the camel. He beat more than a dozen times on the sand dune before slowly stopping. He was so dazed that he could barely climb to the right side of the dune front line, which was about one foot higher than the sand road, which was the only way for the pursuers to pass.

After a moment, a rapid gasp came from the dune. The three cavalry had already rushed to the dune. They stopped for a while and then accelerated to chase the camels in the distance. Just as they passed by Cui Yao, Cui Yao suddenly jumped down and cut off the neck of the last cavalry with one knife. He kicked him off the horse. Unexpectedly, the war horse was frightened all of a sudden. It neighed and leaned forward with two hooves. Cui Yao did not catch the reins, but was thrown off the horse and rolled down the dune.

When the other two cavalry saw that their companions were killed, they were furious and jumped off their horses and carried their swords to chase Cui Yao. Cui Yao's arm was also scratched by the knife, and he was bleeding. He didn't know where the knife was thrown. At this moment, he didn't care about checking the wound and ran forward. He lost too much blood and his head gradually began to dizzy. He ran deep and shallowly, but he knew in his heart that he was about to die here today. At this time, he saw two camels a hundred steps ahead. Was he dazzled?

But it was too late, and the pursuers behind were getting closer and closer, less than two feet apart. They raised their shiny scimitar and yelled at Cui Yao.

At this moment of life and death, an arrow shot in the face of a soldier. Cui Yao heard a soft shout in his ear: "Give your life!"
Chapter completed!