It wasn't until the moon was in the middle of the sky that Fang Jun and others said goodbye to the prince and bowed out.
The bright moon shines brightly on the snow on the eaves and roof tiles inside the inner gate, reflecting the white halo. Fang Jun declined Li Daozong's invitation to have a few drinks, said goodbye to the two of them, and walked quickly from Xuanwu Gate.
Exit and return to Youtunwei camp.
The soldiers had been waiting here for a long time. They surrounded Fang Jun and wanted to go back to his residence. However, Fang Jun shook his head and said, "Let's go to Zan Po's place."
"Here."
Zanpo led the Tubo Huqi to garrison on the north bank of the Weishui River, which was where the Guanlong army originally garrisoned when they blocked the Zhongwei Bridge. It was quite a distance from the Youtunwei camp.
The night is lonely, the cold wind blows, and soldiers and scouts shuttle back and forth from time to time. This large area has now been under the control of the East Palace, ensuring that the road from the Wei River to Longxi remains open.
When they arrived outside the Hu Cavalry Camp, scouts had already come in to report. Zan Po only had time to put on a leather robe and hurried out to greet them.
"The commander-in-chief has returned to Chang'an after many hardships and dangers. He is just taking a good rest. Why did he come here?"
Zanpo's eyes flickered, a little confused.
Fang Jun jumped down from the horse, first threw the reins to the soldiers, then took off the saber from his waist, and casually threw it to the guard behind him, stepped forward and laughed, put his arm around Zan Po's shoulders affectionately, and said with a smile
: "Why do you need to sleep for a long time when you are alive? You will sleep forever after you die! Tonight the moonlight is like silver, and the cool breeze is like water. I should take advantage of my good years to take a break, have a few drinks with my friends, point out the country and criticize Fang Qiu, and be a leader.
What a pleasure!”
Zanpo was stunned for a moment, and then she was overjoyed: "I wish you all the best! Come, roast a lamb quickly and prepare some wine. I want to have a drink with the commander!"
"Eh!"
The two of them entered the camp side by side. As they walked away, Fang Jun said with a smile: "How can we be greedy for drinks when friends get together? Besides, we are so close to each other, so we should be more polite in calling each other in private. I call you Zangpo, and you call me.
Just say "Erlang", and the general will come and the commander will come all day long, trouble!"
This kind of refreshing temperament made her appetize, and she laughed and said, "That's what you want!"
When the two returned to the tent, the Tibetan soldiers had already set up a tent. Four-foot-high felts were formed in a circle to protect them from the cold wind. The top was completely uncovered and a bonfire was lit.
The lamb has been set on the fire.
The ground was covered with a thick felt, and the two of them sat on the ground. Zanpo waved her soldiers away, leaving only the two of them responsible for roasting the mutton, making a few side dishes, and having a drink.
Fang Jun was a big drinker, and Zan Po was equally generous, making him a rare rival for Fang Jun. Both of them had a cheerful temperament when drinking. They pushed glasses to change cups. The fragrance of the mutton was just coming out, and a jar of strong liquor was already in their stomachs.
…
Zanpo's plateau-red face became even redder and more radiant.
Although he took the initiative to lead the army to help Fang Jun enter Guanzhong to resist the rebels, he had the intention of making good friends with the Tang Dynasty and getting support from the Tang Dynasty. However, after arriving here, he faced the overt or covert rejection and wariness of the Tang army.
I couldn't help but feel anxious and hesitant.
The Tubo people are not afraid of sacrifice, but if they try their best to lose their lives but still cannot be recognized by the Tang Dynasty and are unwilling to support the Gar family against the nobles in Luoche City in the future, then what is the value of today's sacrifice?
Not surprisingly, the tens of thousands of Tubo barbarian knights were in low spirits and spent the whole day doing nothing in the camp. They did not care much about the current battle situation in Chang'an City. Some in the army had even begun to think about when to return to Qinghai Lake...
Now that Fang Jun is here in person, he has swept away the worries and haze in Zan Po's heart. Feeling Fang Jun's attention, and Fang Jun's words revealing the news that the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty will announce the reward tomorrow, naturally he can't help but feel happy.
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The grease dripped on the bonfire, and the sound of "peeping, peeling, peeling" was heard, and the aroma filled the air. The Tibetan soldiers used silver knives to cut off the mutton piece by piece, put it on a plate and presented it to the two of them. The two drank wine.
Holding the mutton in hand and chewing it, the conversation was lively.
Fang Jun poured a glass of wine for Po Zan, and the two drank it down in one gulp. He asked with a smile: "I invite you to come with Po Zan this time. Do you feel resentful about being taken advantage of by me?"
Zanpo shook her head and said with emotion: "Erlang is over-concerned. Really, he has nothing to do with it! We in Tubo don't pay attention to benevolence, justice and morality. People and people, tribes and tribes, are the most real interests. Being able to be used by others shows that
You still have some value and ability, but if no one takes advantage of you, you can basically disappear on the plateau."
There is also the value of being used by others, which is indeed a happy thing.
Fang Jun nodded and said: "Han people and Tubo people are still different. In addition to interests, we also pay attention to friendship... The Gar family and the Tang Dynasty were originally hostile. If they want mutual benefit, they can only continue to communicate with each other.
Gradually develop a tacit understanding during cooperation. This time, my grandmother will help me to assist the East Palace, and tomorrow I will help you establish a foothold in Qinghai Lake. Only through such exchanges can we put aside our past grudges and cooperate sincerely. I only hope that thousands of years later, Karma
The descendants of your family can be friends with the Han people from generation to generation, support each other, and never use weapons!"
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For the Tang Dynasty, it was very necessary to support a force that could buffer the direct hostility with Tubo. Whether from a historical perspective or from the analysis of the current situation, it is almost inevitable that Tubo would come down from the plateau to seek land from the Tang Dynasty.
As a result, once a war breaks out between the two superpowers of this era, it will be a protracted war, with casualties and equipment consumption on an unprecedented scale, and both sides are in danger of national subjugation at every turn.
Historically, Tubo took advantage of the political chaos in the Tang Dynasty to send troops to invade Hexi, cut off the Silk Road, and then jointly conquered the Western Regions with Turks and other ethnic groups.
As a result, the Tang Dynasty was not only unable to support the Anxi Army guarding the Western Regions, but even the communication between them was interrupted, causing the Anxi Army to be trapped in the isolated city and fight bloody battles for fifty years. When the last Anxi Army guarded the
The city was captured by the Tibetan army, and all the gray-haired soldiers of the Tang Dynasty died heroically, and the entire army was killed.
The once glorious era that dominated the world came to an end with the fall of the white-haired Anxi Army.
During the reign of Emperor Wenzong of the Tang Dynasty, the connection with the Western Regions was finally established. "Seeing that Gan, Liang, Gua, Sha and other prefectures and cities remained the same as before, those who were trapped in Tibet saw the envoys of the Tang Dynasty greeting them with greetings. They walked across the road to welcome them and cried: 'The emperor still misses the lives of the trapped Tibetans.
No? 'They are all the descendants of those who were trapped in Tubo in Tianbao. Their language is slightly wrong, but their clothes have not been changed."...
The sentence "Does the emperor still want to trap Tibetan creatures?" pours out the helplessness and sadness of the Central Plains dynasty's prosperity and decline.
Huo Qubing sent troops to Hexi and defeated the Xiongnu. In the mournful cry of the Huns, "losing my Qilian Mountains, my six animals will not be able to feed; losing my Yanzhi Mountain, my married woman will have no color." He established the Central Plains dynasty for the first time to be proud of the community.
The king who swept across Liuhe sought hegemony, and then set up counties such as Wuwei, Zhangye, and Jiuquan along the Qilian Mountains, "Zhang Guo's arm to connect the Western Regions."
From this, the Central Plains dynasties began to conquer the Western Regions generation after generation, vowing to bring this vast land that was crucial to the stability of the Han family under their rule.
However, the land in Hexi is long and narrow and lacks strategic depth. To the north is the desert, where the Hu people thrive and live, and they can move south at any time; to the south is the border of Tubo, and troops are deployed on the border, which poses a greater threat. As long as the domestic political situation of the Tang Dynasty changes, Hexi will
The land is easily lost, thus abandoning the entire Western Region.
If the Gar family multiplied in the south of the Qilian Mountains and acted as a buffer between the Tang Dynasty and Tubo, the Tang Dynasty would have more opportunities to relax its control over Hexi.
Supporting the Gar family has more advantages than disadvantages and is imperative...
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After comforting Zan Po, whose morale was low and her military morale was unstable, Fang Jun belched wine and returned to his residence.
It was already Yin hour, and the lights in the tent were still brightly lit. When Fang Jun walked into the tent, he saw his wives and concubines sitting in the tent waiting. On Nuo Da's dining table, the food and wine had already cooled down...
Looking at the beautiful faces full of worry and joy that stood up and approached, Fang Jun apologized and bowed to apologize: "Over the past few days, the East Palace has neglected the Tubo Huqi, which has led to unstable military morale and the intention to retreat. After all, the times are
I came here because of my husband's invitation, so I went to comfort you, and it is really a sin to keep all your lovely wives waiting for a long time."
Princess Gaoyang stepped forward and took the robe he took off, her beautiful eyes full of concern: "The same goes for the prince's brother. The prince has worked hard for him and is in a dangerous situation, but he can't even do such a small thing..."
Fang Jun sat on the chair, reached out to take the tea brewed by Wu Meiniang, took a sip, and breathed out: "It's no wonder that His Highness the Crown Prince, it's because my husband has a deep longing for the Gar family, and I hope that he will be able to do so in the future.
It became a buffer between Tubo and the Tang Dynasty, so we had to spend a lot of time thinking about it."
Wu Meiniang took advantage of the situation and sat next to Fang Jun, glanced at Jin Shengman who was standing behind Fang Jun and massaging his shoulders. She looked at Fang Jun's face with her beautiful eyes, hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Now the war in Chang'an is raging, what's the future?"
Who knows, why does Lang Jun not seem to be worried about the failure of the East Palace at all, and even begins to plan for border troubles in the next few decades? This time Lang Jun went to Luoyang... it was not like outsiders said that he got nothing, right? "
Fang Jun was stunned for a moment, then startled.
This girl is indeed gifted with extraordinary talents and exquisite orifices, and she can actually tell the clues just from this matter...
Sure enough, she is worthy of being the first person in the history, my wife has the appearance of a great emperor!