"Langjun!" Li Ruoliu put on a weak look and snuggled into Zhang Zhao's arms.
"I would like to compile a letter and ask you to bring it to my eldest brother, Li Ruoyu.
The eldest brother served as the Chancellor of the School of Etiquette and the Governor of Luzhou in the Kingdom of Jin. The second brother Li Ruotai and the third brother Li Ruohai followed their eldest brother in Luzhou. They both had the courage to do anything.
If the eldest brother can let one of the second or third brothers come to Zhongyun, I will have nothing to worry about!"
This Luzhou is not the Luzhou of Sichuan in later generations, but the Luzhou of the Khotan Kingdom.
The official positions of Inspector, Minister of Rites and Governor, which are obviously in the style of the Tang Dynasty, are also one of the characteristics of Khotan. This is why Khotan is called the Little Tang Dynasty in the Western Regions.
Under the setup of Li Shengtian, an extremely Tang fan, the Khotan Golden Kingdom was divided into ten states including Lu, Mei, Yin, Zhu, Ji, and Anjun.
Each state has its own governor, and the central government has official positions such as Taifu, Taiwei and six ministers, as well as its own reign title. It is completely a smaller Central Plains dynasty.
Zhang Zhao looked at Li Ruoliu and slowly shook his head, "If Li Shengtian, the Great Sage of the Kingdom of Jin, was your eldest brother, then this would totally work!
It's a pity that the Emperor can allow your brothers to establish themselves in Luzhou because everything is under his control.
But it’s hard to say whether he would be willing to ask your brother to send someone here in Wanni City, which is thousands of miles away!"
Li Ruoliu sighed quietly. It seemed that she knew that this might not work.
"I really have no other choice. If the people who come to the city are close friends of the Great Sage and the Emperor, I will become a doormat between the Khotanese and the Zhongyun people. I will not be able to please both sides. Let alone regent of a country, the queen will
Whether it can be regarded as stable or not is not certain.
But the slave is in the Kingdom of Jin. Apart from a few brothers who can rely on and let them help the slave think of a solution, there is no other way."
This is what I have been waiting for and there is no other way!
Zhang Zhao slowly picked up Li Ruoliu and placed her on his lap. His right hand gently kneaded her plump and soft long legs.
"If I, Mr. Lang, could help you solve this problem, but on one condition, would you agree?"
"Er Langjun, can you solve it?" Li Ruoliu didn't even ask Zhang Zhao what conditions he had, but first questioned why Zhang Zhao could solve it? She slowly shook her head.
"I know the character of the Great Sage and the Emperor. Once he decides on something, he will not change it easily. He treats the people well, but he may not be willing to treat a clan like ours well.
Although he has a deep relationship with Princess Fengtian, if you were Zhang Xuan, you might still have the opportunity to say a few words to the slave, but it's a pity...!"
This woman is still very clear-headed. If Zhang Zhao were Li Shengtian's blood-nephew, she might be able to speak. Unfortunately, Zhang Zhao is not, but his brother Zhang Xuan, who died young, would be.
So it is not certain how much such an unrelated nephew can influence Li Shengtian.
Zhang Zhao smiled faintly, shook his head, and continued to explore with his right hand.
"I don't intend to use my nephew's identity to establish friendship with the Great Sage and the Emperor. I plan to exchange things with him!"
Li Ruoliu snorted, held down Zhang Zhao's dishonest hand, and shook his head as if begging for mercy.
"What do you want to exchange for the Great Sage and the Emperor? Is it the tens of thousands of treasures you just took out from San Po Ba's treasure house?"
Zhang Zhao let Li Ruoliu go, smiled and shook his head, "The Great Sage and the Emperor are the esteemed ones of a country, and the Kingdom of Khotan is a big country in the Western Regions. How can you covet my mere tens of thousands of dollars? Let me ask you, the Kingdom of Khotan is a big country in the Western Regions.
Who is the biggest threat and enemy?"
"Of course it is the Kara Khanate composed of nine surnames Ogus and three surnames Geluolu. They often invade the borders. They have also abandoned the Buddha and embraced the cannibal Tianfang Sect. In recent years, they have continued to send monks to our country to seduce people.
The people are so hateful!"
It seems that the conflict between Khotan and Kara Khan is already very deep. Even a woman like Li Ruoliu, who has been married to Zhongyun for six years, has a look of gnashed teeth when mentioning Kara Khan.
"Then tell me, if the Great Sage and the Emperor want to counterattack the Kara Khan, or cut off the Kara Khan's continuous southward invasion, where should they attack?" Zhang Zhao continued to ask.
"Of course Shule!" Li Ruoliu replied without hesitation.
"Shule was the former Dudufu of Shule in the Tang Dynasty and one of the four towns in Anxi. In recent years, it was renamed Kashgar by the Karakhanids.
The city of Shule has thick walls and rich land, and it is also profitable for iron smelting and mining. Our Kingdom of Jin has always been suppressed by Karakhan because there is no Shule. Even fertile lands like Yarkand are often located in Karakhan.
Under the attack of the Lakhan people!"
"Then you don't want to capture Shule?"
"Think about it! Since the restoration of the South Tower of Yuchi, the great uncle of the king, our four generations of Yuchi family have tried to recapture Shule six times, but in the end they all failed.
Because the Shule City Wall is too high and thick. It was built during the heyday of the Tang Dynasty and cannot be broken down at all!"
Speaking of this, Li Ruoliu suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Zhang Zhao, "Langjun, you broke open the left door of San Poba's palace tent three days ago for...!"
Zhang Zhao smiled proudly and picked up Li Ruoliu high.
"Now you know how powerful it is! Langjun, I have the divine fire thunder! No matter how high or how thick the wall of Shule City is! The divine fire thunder will turn everything into powder when the sky and earth collapse!"
"Hahaha!" Li Ruoliu hugged Zhang Zhao's neck and laughed like a silver bell. A pair of jade legs naturally wrapped around Zhang Zhao's waist, and his eyes shot out a fiery light with excitement.
"The Great Sage and the Emperor must be overjoyed to have obtained such a sharp weapon. This is a magical weapon that can reverse the destiny of Khotan. Compared with such divine fire and thunder, this small Zhongyun Kingdom and Muni City are nothing!"
Speaking of this, she smiled charmingly and cooed at Zhang Zhao in a sweet and greasy tone.
"Mr. Lang can now tell you what conditions you have!"
Zhang Zhao placed Li Ruoliu on a foot wrestling table and sat down, gently pinching her chin.
"My request is very simple, that is, let you give birth to a son for me! Otherwise, if the Great Sage and the Emperor ask me why I want to help you, how should I answer?"
Li Ruoliu's eyes suddenly turned, and then he suddenly realized.
"It turns out that Mr. Lang is also interested in the Zhongyun Kingdom! Wait! No! You are not interested in the Zhongyun Kingdom. You want to use the Zhongyun Kingdom as a base to take back the Dunhuang Jinshan Kingdom!
Hee hee! You actually want to be your uncle's brother-in-law, so shameless!"
Speaking of this, Li Ruoliu suddenly ran out of the house, and soon ran in with a shy maid.
"How good! You actually want to take back Jinshan Kingdom! I, Li Ruoliu, like such ambitious men, and only such a man! Is it worth being a slave to carry him for ten months!"
"Nothing!" Li Ruoliu said, pushing the shy maid into Zhang Zhao's arms.
"One night of love may not necessarily lead to pregnancy. One more person means more protection. This is Mei Niang. She has grown up with me since childhood. We are like sisters and share weal and woe. Now we should share the kindness and thank you husband.
!"
Zhang Zhao hugged Mei Niang, who was trembling like a little bird in his arms, and his index fingers were already moving.
He stretched out his hand to caress Mei Niang’s delicate cheeks that had a bit of baby fat. He thought it was right, multiple bellies mean more possibilities!
"Are you willing?"
"The posture of a willow tree, three lives of cultivating virtue, I hope you will take pity on me!"
Mei Niang's trembling voice seemed to be squeezed out of her throat. As soon as she finished speaking, her face was already as red as drunk.
It’s so cool!
Only then did Zhang Zhao truly understand why men should have power, not because power is a man's aphrodisiac, but because power can turn men into a walking aphrodisiac!
