Xue Shouli was walking on the streets of Bukhara, followed by two children of the Xue family. The three of them bought a few cakes at a snack shop, and each of them ordered a bowl of mutton soup.
The city of Bukhara is very peaceful, just like usual. There is no tense atmosphere at all, whether in the food shops or on the streets.
The original rumor that Ju'er Khan was ten feet tall and had to eat a pair of boys and girls in one meal was also regarded as a joke.
Xue Shouli took a long sip of mutton soup before regaining control of himself and not laughing on the spot. The king was already preparing to capture Juzhanti immediately, and the people here didn't know anything about it yet.
"This Dihekan, go all the way north and cross three streets, and you will find the residence of the North City Clerk!"
Xue Sili threw two copper coins, and the boy at the food shop enthusiastically showed them the way.
The North City clerk is Prince Hamid's secret confidant, and this is the information provided by Salah.
The secret letter written by Salah will be handed over to the scribe before he delivers it to Prince Hamid.
"Thank you! Thank you so much for this little brother! Ali Hamuduli! (Everything belongs to Allah!)"
Xue Sili wiped his mouth and thanked the food shop boy with a smile on his face.
He has a mixed appearance of East Iranian and Turkic people, and is proficient in daily religious blessings. He looks no different from a Bukhara man who believes in God.
"Alhamudulli!" The young man responded flattered to the fact that he had come here from the war and planned to buy some real estate in the north city of Dihkan.
"Let's go! Be careful with everything!" Xue Shouli said to the brothers beside him, then raised his head and looked in the direction of Alka Forbidden City.
One hundred and fifty years ago, the order was issued from there, and one hundred thousand divine warriors rushed into the country of Bakhna.
From that time on, the Xue family had no choice but to move far away. From the Xue family of King Bahanna, they became the Xue family, the descendants of the Anxi army.
"Sili, Tongli, you two stay outside and let me deliver it alone. After the event is successful, I will have someone hang a piece of red silk at the door.
But if you don’t see the red silk cloth at this time tomorrow, go back to Ba Khan quickly.”
As he said that, Xue Shouli took a deep breath and said, "One day, we will come back, and we will come back to take back everything we have from the people in Alka Forbidden City."
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Late at night, in the castle, Prince Hamid held a piece of parchment, his whole body trembling with anger, and his fingers turned white from the extreme exertion.
The content on the parchment was a top-secret message sent to him from behind in the Forbidden City of Alka.
Grand Wazir Balaami quietly entered the palace yesterday evening and proposed to his father Nasr II that the Ghulam Guards stationed in the south of Bukhara and the Ghulam Guards stationed in Samarkand should be separated.
The Royal Guards of Mu are exchanged with each other, and it is also a routine to exchange them every three years.
Although he is the Great Salal who controls all the Ghulam Guards, in fact, Prince Hamid can only control the Ghulam Guards stationed in Bukhara. After all, even if he is the Great Salal,
But you must also obey the emir's orders.
Therefore, the Ghulam Guards in Samarkand and other cities are not so close to him. Most of the middle and upper-level officers in these Ghulam Guards are directly appointed by Emir Nasr II, and they are only
Take orders from the Emir.
The Gulam Guards in the southern city of Bukhara were led by his brother-in-law Hussein and were the elite of the entire Gulam in Bukhara.
They are the guarantee for Prince Hamid's survival. Without the protection of these Gulams, he would not have been executed many times.
This is not a defense change, this is killing Hamid!
"Father! Why are you doing this? Why are you doing this? I have been a well-behaved crown prince for twenty years. Why in the end, I can't even save my life?"
Prince Hamid's eyes turned red and he murmured in a low voice that in his heart, the father who took him on horseback and hunted when he was a child, and performed Hutubai (Tianfang religious rituals) with him, had disappeared.
Instead, there was a terrifying existence that could kill him at any time.
"Your Highness, General Hussein and the Secretary of Lahore came through a secret passage and said that they have extremely important matters and must meet with you!"
Just when Prince Hamid felt infinite dissatisfaction with Nasr II, the personal attendant outside the door reported softly.
"Invite them to the secret room quickly and tell them I'll be there in a minute."
Prince Hamid quickly collected himself and wiped the moist corners of his eyes that almost shed tears with the corner of his clothes.
Hussein and Lahore are both his most trusted ministers. There must be something very important for them to come together now.
"The noble Khan of the Khans, the envoy of His Majesty Juer Khan, Xue Shouli from Juzhanti, has met Prince Hamid!"
Prince Hamid was horrified when he saw the man in front of him who looked similar to him but spoke fluent Turkic and claimed to be the envoy of Juer Khan.
He looked at Hussein and Lahore in confusion, wondering how they could bring Juer Khan's envoy to this secret place.
"Ju Zhan Ti...has Ju Zhan Ti been lost?"
Hamid asked softly, if this messenger claims to be from Juzhanti, does that mean that Juzhanti is gone?
"His Royal Highness the Prince looks surprised? Adulal's 30,000-strong army has been completely wiped out. Salah Hakeem took office with only 200 men. Do you expect him to be able to hold on to Juzhan Ti?"
Xue Shouli smiled lightly and asked Prince Hamid.
"You are lying! I have been to Juzhanti. It is stronger than Samarkand. Even if there are only a few thousand defenders, it is not so easy to be broken! Where did you come from?"
Prince Hamid shouted loudly, looking fierce and angry.
"Your Highness, you'd better read the secret letter Salah Hakeem sent you first! After reading the letter, Your Highness will no longer follow me and worry about whether it still exists or not."
Xue Shouli handed the secret parchment letter to Prince Hamid's attendant. Prince Hamid's eyelids twitched, and he had a vague premonition.
Sure enough, after reading the secret letter, the expression on Prince Hamid's face was very exciting, a little angry, and a little excited, but of course, more distrustful.
"His Majesty Ju'er Khan may have found the wrong person. As the crown prince of Saman Persia and the heir to this great dynasty, I have nothing but respect for the Emir's father.
Besides, Emir was just bewitched by the traitors. As wise as he is, one day he will see through the slander those traitors have against me."
Xue Shouli sneered twice and spread his hands towards the two people around him.
"General Hussein, Clerk of Lahore, it seems that His Highness the Prince doesn't trust me very much. He can say such things even if he doesn't believe it himself.
But that’s normal, because many people don’t have the vision to see through everything like the great Majesty Juer Khan.
But I want to remind you two and Your Highness the Prince that if you wait until the butcher knife raised high to fall before you try to resist, it will be too late."
After Xue Shouli finished speaking, Prince Hamid did not speak or express any dissatisfaction, but Hussein stood up and tapped his fingers on the table.
"If, I mean if, everything Juer Khan predicted is right, and we are willing to accept Juer Khan's help, then why should we believe that His Majesty the Great Khan is telling the truth?
No amount of treasure can compare with the temptation of capturing Bukhara?"
"Excellent question! This shows that General Hussein has realized the danger." Xue Shouli nodded.
"But if you understand the territory Juer Khan ruled, you won't have such worries.
Because Ju'er Khan has already captured most of the Kara Khanate, including Suiye and Shule, as well as the entire Khotan Kingdom of Jin and Bakhna, the territory is far vaster than yours.
However, in such a large country, there are only two to three million subjects living there. If we capture Bukhara again, where will we find people to maintain our rule?
Moreover, Bugra Khan Saktu was not defeated. He fled further north. To put it bluntly, Juer Khan’s enemy is Bugra Khan Saktu, and Prince Hamid..."
Xue Shouli didn't finish what he said, but the meaning was clear. In his heart, Prince Hamid was not qualified to be Ju'er Khan's enemy.
The furious Hussein pulled out the scimitar from his waist and said, "Although you are the envoy of Juer Khan, if you say such things again, I will let you see the anger of the Samani people!"
"
"Let go of the messenger, my general. Words cannot harm a true king!"
Prince Hamid, who was blushing, almost squeezed out these words through his teeth, because he already believed in the sincerity of this deal.
"Please forgive me, Your Highness, I didn't mean to do it, it's just because in my heart, Ju'er Khan's talent is probably better than all the monarchs in the world."
Xue Shouli straightened his collar and gave him a blow. Of course he needed to be comforted.
At this time, Prince Hamid's aloof temperament had faded a lot, and negotiations could continue.
"The prince should believe what I say, because it is more than four thousand miles from Shule to Bukhara, and more than three thousand miles from Shule to Suiye. Such a long distance is very detrimental to governance.
What His Majesty Juer Khan needs is wealth that can be rewarded to warriors. As for territory, we already have enough.
Besides, are the 20,000 gulam guards in the hands of His Royal Highness all lambs? We can do whatever we want?"
Prince Hamid stared at Xue Shouli, nodded slowly for a while, but then frowned again.
"Ju'er Khan may be beyond reach of Bukhara now, but what about in the future? When the population increases, you will still come to attack Bukhara!"
"Haha!" Xue Shouli imitated Zhang Zhao's expression and laughed meaningfully.
"Your Highness, the prince, is already at this time, and you still want to talk about the future with me? Without the support of Ju'er Khan, do you still have a future?
The five thousand guards in Alka Forbidden City ensure the safety of the emir, but how long can the prince's 20,000 gulam guards protect you? Can they break through Alka Forbidden City? Will they even fight bloody battles for you?
I’m afraid that after Grand Wazir Balaami and others cut off your vagina, His Highness the Prince’s present will no longer exist, so what future can we talk about?”
"Your Highness the Prince, what the envoy said is right. According to His Highness the Emir's behavior, we may soon lose our present. By then, everyone who follows you will die without a burial place!" The secretary who has been silent has not spoken. Official Lahore couldn't help but speak.
However, Prince Hamid, who was sitting in the seat, still frowned and said nothing. His father, Nasr II, had too much authority over him. Even now, it was difficult for Prince Hamid to make up his mind to resist.
He even had some expectations in his heart, maybe his father Nasr II would not approve this defense plan.
"I came here one way and heard that His Highness Emir Nasr II is in very good health. It is said that there is no problem in living for another thirty years.
His Highness the Prince has been the Crown Prince for twenty years. Even if His Highness the Emir trusts you, the Prince might as well think about what it would be like to be the Crown Prince for another thirty years.
Is there such a thing as a fifty-year-old crown prince?
By then, General Hussein and the Lahore Secretary will be over sixty years old, and most of your cronies will be old or even dead.
They have been following His Highness the Prince all their lives, but in the end they have not enjoyed even a single day of wealth and honor. I am afraid they will die in peace, right?"
This is a big killer. Prince Hamid's face turned pale instantly. He has been a crown prince for fifty years! It sounds really scary.
He would be almost seventy years old by then, and he even suspected that even if he simply lived, he might not live another thirty years.
Hussein and Lahore's faces became even paler. Why did they follow Prince Hamid?
It’s not just because His Highness the Prince will become the Emir one day, so that their wealth can be further enhanced.
But if you wait until thirty years later, everyone will be gone, and you will still be rich and wealthy!
"Your Highness, please make a decision! We have no other choice!" The two of them knelt down at the same time and said in unison.
This chapter has been completed!