Chapter 254 Everyone has their own thoughts

Damascus Royal Palace, Abu.

The Muslim kneeled straight on the ground. At this time, any defense was pale and powerless. He was defeated and was defeated miserably. There were only more than 10,000 troops left in the 130,000 troops. He could not give a statement to the Caliph. It seemed that only if one died could apologize. However, the Muslim did not want to die, so he did not choose to commit suicide. Instead, he came to the Damascus palace alone. He wanted to gamble that Abbas did not dare to kill him, because of Khorasan.

The Muslims have been kneeling for a long time, but Abbas still said nothing. The 130,000 troops were wiped out and the land in the river was lost. This was the first time he had suffered a crushing defeat since he ascended the throne. He had vented his anger a few days ago. There were blood stains of the beaten palace servants on the steps of the palace. Now his anger has been slightly curbed, and the failure is irreversible. He is considering future arrangements, including Abu.

The disposal of Muslims.

Next to Abbas, the anger in Mansour's eyes almost swallowed the Muslims, and his 30,000 Syrian army was wiped out. He wanted to kill the Muslims with one knife. When he handed over the army to the Muslims, the Muslims patted their chests and promised to give him another 10,000 Tang army prisoners. Now? The figures of Tang army prisoners of war were gone, and his Syrian army became prisoners of war. Although Mansour's anger was almost uncontrollable, he had to endure no matter how angry he was in front of the Caliph.

"What should I do if the soldiers captured by the Tang army?"

Abbas finally spoke, his voice croaked, with a deep exhaustion, "And General Chiaed, Governor General Khorasan, have you ever thought of a solution?"

"His Majesty the Caliph, I want to exchange the Tang army prisoners I captured last time."

"Do you think it's feasible?"

Abbas's eyes gradually became harsh. Last time, only more than 1,200 Tang troops were captured. This time, the Great Food Army was captured by the Tang army. Will the Tang army agree to exchange for one for twenty?

"His Majesty the Caliph, it may not be possible to exchange with the commander of the Tang army, but if we go to exchange with their emperor, we will say more flattery and give them enough face, and then give them some letters from their wives and daughters missing their husbands to show them to the civil servants. I think morally, their emperors and civil servants and ministers should agree."

Abbas's face was slightly calmer, and he also thought that the Muslims were saying something. The Tang people claimed to be moral and might have let go of people for the sake of face. He pondered for a moment and said, "Although victory or defeat is common to military strategists, your failure this time really hurts our strength, and the Hezhong area was lost. These are your responsibilities. However, seeing that you have made great contributions to the Umayyad dynasty, I am going to give you another chance. Go back to Khurasan and prepare well! I hope to hear the good news of your victory in regaining the river in the near future."

The Muslim fell in love with his heart, and Abbas did not kill himself. Although the responsibility for losing the river was not lies with him, but because of Abbas, it was Abbas' failure to deal with the Zoroastrian saint that led to the Sogdian uprising. Now he actually pushed the blame to him, but the Muslim did not argue. He kowtowed heavily and went down. Abbas was right. Everything he said was pale now. Only when he recovered the river as soon as possible could he have the weight to speak.

The Muslim retreated, and the hall was silent. Abbas glanced at Mansour and smiled faintly, "Why don't you talk anymore? I wonder why I didn't take the opportunity to kill him, right?"

Mansour nodded, "I thought this was an opportunity."

"Do you think I don't want to kill him?"

Abbas sighed softly and said, "Declaring war with the Tang Dynasty is the biggest mistake I have made. The empire has just been established and internally unstable. Before the war in Egypt has ended, I was eager to make an enemy, resulting in a crushing defeat in the Battle of Talas and was lost in the river. If I don't learn this lesson and kill Muslims again, it is hard to say that Khurashan will rebel, so I can only endure it and deal with him when the situation calms down."

"Since the Caliph has no intention of becoming enemies with the Tang Dynasty again, why do you still want Muslims to recover the river?"

"One time and another time, at that time, the Tang army only occupied Suoye and Tashkent, and I could bear it, but now the Tang army occupied Samarkand, if I hold on, the Tang army will sooner or later attack Xinde. Let the Tang army consume some of the strength of Khorasan. It will be easier for me to deal with Muslims at that time, do you understand?"

Mansour then suddenly realized and used the Tang army's hands to weaken Khurasan. Sure enough, he praised deeply: "Your Majesty the Caliph's foresight is far inferior to your brother."

Abbas smiled and continued, "But what the Muslims say makes sense. If you want to return to prisoners of war, going to Chang'an may be more effective than shattered leaves. Mansour, you can work hard to go to Chang'an to meet their emperor, bring me a letter, be more stanceless and satisfy their vanity as much as possible."

"My brother understands that I will definitely do this. In addition, I suggest that some of their prisoners of war will be released first to show sincerity."

"Yes, I will leave this matter to you. In addition, if it is not enough to satisfy their vanity, I will allow you to adapt to the situation and appropriately agree to some conditions. There is only one purpose, and we will get back our captured soldiers as soon as possible."

Mansour agreed and was about to retreat, when Abbas suddenly remembered a big thing, called him again, and said coldly: "Also, you have to find a way to get the secret weapon of Tang Army, and even get it for me at all costs."

Chang'an, when the first light of winter dawn just emerged from the cracks of clouds, the fierce sound of horse hooves on the street broke through the quiet streets. Teams of Yulin Army galloped back and forth on Zhuque Street, rushing pedestrians on the street to the side of the road to wait. No traffic was allowed on the street. The street was not only pedestrians, but also crowded with people who were rushing to see the fun. Everyone was talking. Some people said that the Anxi Army had returned triumphantly and a grand entry ceremony was to hold, but this statement immediately

It will take at least two months to go from Thunder Leaf to Chang'an. Where could the army be able to come back? Someone soon guessed the truth. Needless to say, it must be the same as last year. The Emperor and the Imperial Concubine were going to the Hot Spring Palace to spend the winter. So, the Yulin Army was dispatched. This statement was quickly confirmed. The yamen runners in Jingzhao Prefecture and Chang'an and Wannian counties revealed the truth when maintaining order. It was the Emperor and the Imperial Concubine who went to Huaqing Palace, the same as last year.

The news came out, and the people were immediately enthusiastic and tried hard to squeeze into the front row. Many people last year gained benefits. The money lost by the Yang family from the team was all the best. If they picked up one, they could be worth dozens of cents of money. The streets were noisy and hustle and boiling.

At this time, drums and music were heard in the direction of Zhuque Gate, and there were gongs. This was the Yulin Army’s opening team. Teams of Yulin Army rushed over and shouted loudly: "Give up the way along the way, don’t make noise!"

The boiling street gradually calmed down, and everyone looked up, waiting for the arrival of the emperor's team. As the Yulin Army became denser and denser, the drums and music became closer, and a team of eunuchs began to appear. Teams of neatly dressed eunuchs held various vessels in their hands, with serious expressions and walking forward. The eunuchs had as many as thousands of people. Behind them, a spectacular team of palace maids was welcomed. This was also an extremely dazzling team of women, with flowers over a hundred miles, and the silk silk was competing for swings. The clothes were as beautiful as spring, colorful as purples, and colorful as distant and true as the texture, delicate and evenly flesh; embroidered clothes shone in the middle of winter, and the golden peacock and silver unicorn, what was on their heads? The green leaves were slightly thrust, the temples were drooping, what was seen behind them? The beads pressed against the waist and were extremely steadily.

The gorgeous and enchanting team of palace maids attracted cheers all over the streets, and the sound of drums kept shouting. The palace costumes have always guided the trend of Chang'an. Today, the golden feather feathers are popular, and tomorrow the national bird nets are gone; this year, the leopard skin body, and next year, all the beasts are wailing together.

After the palace maids passed away, it was the Princess Sect King Team, but the really eye-catching one was the Yang family's team, the third wife of the Yang family and the Yang family's sons. They were at the core of the home team. The men were all BMWs and gold saddles, and their clothes were luxurious and bright, while the women were waving with flowers and pearls and jade, and the fragrance on their bodies was wafting with the wind. It can be heard for miles. The third wife of the Yang family's carriage was even more luxurious. The carriage was made of pure gold and inlaid with gems and pearls. Every step they took was dazzling and changing. The Yang family was located in front of the Li Longji Longchariot, which shows that its status was noble and better than the royal family.

After the carriages of the three wives of the country, the dragon chariot of Li Longji and Yang Guifei finally appeared. The dragon chariot was pulled by hundreds of lieutenants, covered with gold and jade, towering and majestic. In terms of gorgeousness, the dragon chariot was not as good as the carriages of the three wives of the country, but it overwhelmed everything with a majestic and noble aura. The dragon chariot was covered by thick curtains, and the shadows of Li Longji and the imperial concubine were invisible. Both sides of the dragon chariot were filled with eunuchs and palace maids. On both sides of the dragon chariot were thousands of guards and cavalry, which strictly protected the safety of the emperor and the empress.

On the dragon chariot, Li Longji was in a particularly comfortable mood. Three days ago, he received a war report from the distant river. The Tang army defeated the Dashi Army in Talas, Shiguo, and then led the nine Sogdian countries to drive the Dashi back to the west of the Wuhu River. This was the biggest victory since the Tianbao of the Tang Dynasty. Although Li Qing'an underestimated in the Feige Express, saying that this battle was just the beginning of the battle between the Dashi and the Dashi, Li Longji knew from the comparison of the number of troops. The Tang Dynasty defeated the 100,000 Dashi Army with 50,000 troops. Li Qing'an's contribution was enough to compete with Geshuhan.

After feeling relaxed, Li Longji's confusion came immediately. How should Li Qing'an be rewarded? He has been thinking about this for the past two days and has been unable to make up his mind. It is not that Li Qing'an's contribution cannot be rewarded, but that he and Geshuhan are equal. The key is that Li Qing'an is a loyal supporter of the former crown prince. He has never expressed his opinion on the deposed of Li Heng's Eastern Palace. He even had no intention of repentance during the interrogation after he was imprisoned. This matter was like a small stone that has been choked in Li Longji's heart. If he had not cared about this matter in the past, but now it cannot be. The former crown prince Li Heng is also one of his candidates for the East Palace. Li Longji already knew the truth of the matter. Li Heng had already confessed the evidence to him. He was indeed framed by Li Cong, but his family scandal should not be made public. Li Longji also secretly hated him in his heart and did not make it public.

Out of a sense of guilt, Li Longji thought of the various benefits of the former crown prince, and he had the idea of ​​restoring Li Heng's position as the Eastern Palace, but this was just a thought. Among his few candidates for the Eastern Palace, Li Heng was only ranked last, and the first one was the eldest grandson of the emperor Li Chu, which was a choice that Li Longji had considered very early.

He was not satisfied with all his sons. Only Changsun Yu was rich and broad, and could break it, which made Li Longji very much love. This was also the real reason why Li Longji could not decide the crown prince for a long time.

"What is Saburo thinking?"

When Yang Guifei next to her, she laughed at Li Longji and frowned at times, and asked with concern: "If there is something wrong in the Sanlang court, then we will go to Huaqing Palace a few days later."

"No need, in fact, there is nothing big. I'm just trying to make it difficult for Li Qing'an to reward him."

Yang Guifei thought about it and suggested, "Why would you rather give his fiancée Liangda Miota like last time? Or Saburo personally presided over his wedding and gave him glory."

"It's okay to host a wedding, but you don't need to give it to his fiancée Liangda Meitao."

Li Longji smiled and shook his head and said, "This time is different from the last time. Last time, he was recapturing Sharon Leaf. He only had a contribution to his wife. However, this time he defeated the Great Food Army and recaptured the nine Sogdian countries, and achieved a strategic victory. It can be said that the contribution is in the country. He must formally reward himself, and the soldiers of the three armies must also be rewarded. I am very embarrassed!"

Yang Guifei smiled and said, "I think Sanlang is a little worried. Li Qingan himself has not come back yet. After he comes back, he submits a formal report. Sanlang discusses with the ministers again. Wouldn't it be resolved?"

Li Longji smiled, "My wife said it well. I am really worried. Go to the Hot Spring Palace first and take a good hot bath."

The team drove far away in a mighty manner. When the Yulin Army relaxed its control, the people on both sides rushed forward, fighting for the gold hairpins and jewelry left on the streets and the copper coins scattered by eunuchs. The streets of Zhuque were in chaos.

In the evening of that day, Li Qing'an and his group of thousands finally entered Yumen Pass. This time, Li Qing'an returned to Beijing to bring a thousand cavalry, and there were less than three thousand Sogdian merchants, but there were nearly 10,000 camels carrying supplies for them. The fodder provided by the states along the way made the officials complain.

During this Battle of Talas, Li Qingan seized a large amount of supplies from the cannibals, including many valuable items, various wovens, rubies, lapis lazuli, bronze mirrors, beads, spices, high-quality wool tents, as well as more than thirty majestic Arab horses, etc. Li Qingan was preparing to present these luxury goods to Li Longji, and there was also a generous gift, which was 200,000 kilograms of silver ingots.

The sky was getting darker, and the team set up a camp tent by the Mingshui River. Li Qing'an was writing a report of his work intent in the big tent. On the other side of the tent, the sisters Rusi and Liuhua were busy packing their belongings. Wuyi sat in front of the piano, holding her cheeks and staring at Li Qing'an, looking a little restless. I wonder what she was thinking?

This time, the three of them returned to Chang'an with Li Qing'an. On the one hand, they had been away from Chang'an for too long and wanted to go back and take a look. On the other hand, they also wanted to meet Dugu Mingyue, and Dugu Mingyue officially accepted them into the Li family's door.

"Li Lang, can you accompany me to ride a horse for a while?"

Wuyi sat next to Li Qing'an and begged him in a low voice, "I'm so bored in the big tent, please accompany me out for a walk!"

"Okay! I'll finish writing these words."

Li Qingan quickly finished writing a paragraph, put down his pen and stood up and smiled, "Let's go!"

Wuyi suddenly smiled and said to the busy two girls: "Li Lang and I will go out for a walk and will be back soon."

Rushi nodded, but Ruhua smiled and said, "Sister Wuyi, don't go far, be careful of being eaten by the wolf."

Li Qingan smiled and said, "Be careful, the wolf will come to eat you tonight!"

Ruhua glanced at her charming eyes, "Is that so? Then let's try it. I was about to kill a wolf tonight and try wild game."

"Okay! Don't be irritated."

Rushi said coquettishly: "You two are so flirting like no one else, what do you think of Sister Wuyi and I as wood?"

Li Qingan smiled and took Wuyi's hand out. As soon as they went out, Rushi's smile disappeared and she sighed softly.

"Sister, what's wrong?" Ruhua asked strangely: "What are you doing when you sigh?"

Rushi shook her head, "It's nothing, don't ask."

"What! Everyone is worried, too, Sister Wuyi, so are you, frowning along the way, just like going to the court, as for?"

Ruhua was a little indignant, "I don't understand what you are worried about? The eldest brother is the one in this family. Who do you think the eldest brother is? The dignified Anxi Jiedushi has a huge army. Not to mention that she is just a declining royal relative, even if she is a princess, she has to listen to her. I don't believe that after we have been with her, the eldest brother will be ruthless and unrighteous to us?"

Rushi sighed again and said, "That's right, she is a housewife after all. If she doesn't like us, she has the right to drive us out. My elder brother is not at home every day. When he comes back, the rice has been cooked and he has no choice but to do anything about it."

"You can drive it out. At worst, we can be businessmen. I have a daily life of money at the tea shop that I run in Beiting. To be honest, I really want to be free and free. Sister, don't worry. Now we are not the kind of orphans who are helpless in the past, are you still afraid that we can't support ourselves?"

Although her sister was very open-minded, Rushi still couldn't let go. Her only wish in her life was to always follow her elder brother. Apart from that, she didn't want to go anywhere.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. I think Sister Mingyue is a reasonable woman. She should be able to accept us. It's Sister Wuyi, hey!"

In the setting sun, Wuyi rode a horse and Li Qing'an side by side. Looking at the setting sun, Wuyi looked a little sad. She whispered: "Li Lang, I have already thought about it. I still want to live alone in my life."

"Are you going to leave me?" Li Qingan asked with some displeasure.

Wuyi shook her head gently, "No, I will be by your side, but I don't want to marry you."

"Why?"

"How do you say it? Before I met you, I have been living under someone else's roof for more than ten years. I have seen enough of others' rolling my eyes. It's really enough. I don't want to look at others' eyes anymore."

Li Qingan glanced at her and said, "Are you telling the moon?"

"Who else will be besides her?" Wuyi smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, she is a famous Guiyuan and will become your wife. What am I? Are you a concubine who brings tea and water?"

Li Qingan was silent for a moment and said, "You will be my flat wife. Your status at home is the same. If you don't want to see her, I can separate you from her. You will live in each other and will not affect each other."

"Is it possible? Is it possible that two spoons in a bowl not colliding?"

Wuyi looked at the sunset and said sadly: "Actually, I am a very selfish woman. I can never accept my husband and other women. But I am not good at it. The Cui family's reputation has pushed me to breathe like a shackle. I can only accept it and regard Rushi Ruhua as my sister. I pray every day to tell me Li Lang not to marry another woman. I will serve you well for the rest of my life, but God has no mercy on me. Thinking about it, I am really stupid. How could you not marry a wife?"

"So you don't want to marry me now!" Li Qingan's tone was already a little unhappy.

"It's not that I don't want to marry you, it's that I don't want to share a husband with other women, I don't want to look at others' eyes and live a life, no! I'm determined not to do it."

"Hmph!" Li Qingan snorted heavily, "Do you want to marry someone else as your wife? Who do you like?"

"Li Lang!"

Tears surged out of Wuyi's beautiful eyes, and she said in a trembling voice: "I, Jiang Wuyi, swear to the sky, my life is yours, my death is your ghost, my body and my heart are yours, but I just don't want to marry you."

Li Qingan looked at the setting sun and breathed heavily. He was a person from later generations. How could he not understand Wuyi’s thoughts?
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