Thousand Miles of Bright Moonlight - Chapter 170

There was snow all over the sky, one after another.

In just one month, people continued to die horribly. Rumors arose in the holy city, and various speculations spread.

All the evidence points to the regent Sultan Gu.

Bi Suo and Mobyduo made private visits, but they could not find the real murderer. Every time they found some clues, they always found the clues along the way, and they always cut off the clues in the middle, both of them were anxious.

The people in the city were panicked, and the people did not dare to go out when it was dark.

On this day, the monk in the temple rushed into the main hall in panic: “King, the master of the temple is dead!”

Bi Suo was shocked and went to the temple owner’s house to check in person.

There were no signs of fighting in the room. The temple owner’s body fell in front of the Buddha statue, his face was calm, and his body was not injured.

Yuanjue stepped forward to check, and whispered: “I was stunned by internal force and died…”

The two exchanged glances, with heavy hearts, and returned to the hall.

The guard lifted the felt curtain, and Tamara Gha was pale, sitting in front of the couch, and after hearing the reports of the two, he covered his lips and coughed.

From the time he asked the doctor how long he had left, he knew that he was running out of time. When Yaoying was there, he tried his best to cover up, taking medicine and applying medicine together to suppress the pain. During the days when her eyes were hurt, he quickly lost weight and was gaunt, but fortunately she couldn’t see it, and she didn’t know that those words of Divina Munda were coaxing her.

He had been holding on and didn’t want to fall down. After she left, he seemed to have been taken away from him, and he quickly became sick. These days, all government affairs were handed over to the minister.

He is tired.

“Have everyone around you checked?”

He frowned and asked, his breath faint.

Bi Suo sighed secretly in his heart, and said: “I was interrogating, and the little novice said that the monastery owner often went out recently and had close contacts with people outside. It was very likely that he had brought in enemies outside.”

Tamara Gha shook his head.

These are all directed at Sudan. The death of the caravan, the death of aristocratic children, and the people who had a feast with the Sudan in ancient times all died violently. That’s all, the monk is a monk, so why would he be murdered?

“Only when the regent appears, they will stop.”

He was calm and honest.

Bi Suo raised his head: “Wang, let me go!”

Tamara Gha was already so sick that he couldn’t stand any more toss, and he couldn’t be exposed.

“You can’t, they will hold you… let Bamir go.”

In the afternoon, Bamier put on the clothes of the regent, and appeared in the palace instead of Tamaraga.

Because the Wangsi also died, and people kept jumping out to say with their own eyes that they had witnessed the ancient murders in Sudan, including several respected monks. When they were interrogated, their expressions were firm and they repeatedly assured that they did not lie. Sultan Gu was asked to be interrogated. He enforced the law strictly. Now that he has become a suspect, he should avoid suspicion and let others hear these major cases.

Bamir was put under house arrest.

Mópido thought of a way: “We also forged a few cases, will the regent be able to clear the suspicion?”

Bi Suo thought for a while and shook his head: “They deliberately make things difficult. Even if we forge them to resemble them, they won’t let Bamier go. And where we go to find corpses for a while, we can’t kill innocent people indiscriminately… Only find the conclusive as soon as possible. The evidence will do.”

If you find the evidence, you know who is behind it.

The two discussed for a while, and they split up.

In the Wangsi Temple, Yuanjue accompanied Tamaraga, opened a letter sent from Gaochang, read it to him, the letter was sent back the day before yesterday, and he had already read it.

Yaoying said in the letter that the weather is getting colder and colder and his health is not good, so remember to add clothes. He also told him that on her birthday, Li Zhongqian personally cooked her longevity noodles.

Tan Moroga leaned halfway, listened to him, took the letter, and rubbed his finger on the letter paper.

The wind was blowing outside the window. Suddenly, a rush of footsteps sounded like drums. The soldiers walked through the corridor, knelt outside the door, and said: “King, the Chinese guards have changed!”

Tamara Gha raised his eyes.

He asked the soldiers to pay attention to the movement of the barracks in order to guard against the armies that belonged to the family.

The Chinese Guards are loyal to the royal family. Almost all of his guards come from the Chinese Guards. They are his most trusted subordinates.

Yuanjue stood up, his face was horrified, and his body was trembling: How could the Chinese guards betray the king? !

Outside the holy city.

Mobido rushed with his entourage to chase a few suspicious people. He suspected these people for several days and waited. He finally caught the opportunity. This time, he must kill them all and ask the master behind the scenes!

Horseshoes thundered and snow and mud splashed. When two groups of people passed through the canyon, a group of horses suddenly jumped out on both sides of the mountain road. They were immediately knights in blue shirts and white robes, all dressed as Chinese guards.

They stopped the people chased by Mópido with no effort, tied the hands and feet, and slipped in front of him.

“Prince, we’ve been lying in wait here for a day, how many people are you also investigating?”

Mopido nodded as expected, said hello to the captain of the guard, turned over and got off his horse, and walked in front of the few people.

A gust of wind swept behind him.

Mopydo reacted swiftly and immediately drew his knife backhand to block. With a crisp sound, the captain’s long knife rested on his sabre, and sparks shot.

With a snort, a dagger pierced into his arm.

Mopido released his hand, and the sabre fell on the ground. The other guard knights flew over, slid a rope from his sleeve, tied his hands and feet, and slammed him on the snow.

“Prince, sorry.”

The school lieutenant sighed, raised his head, and looked back at the direction of the holy city.

It’s a blizzard.

…

After a few days of heavy snowfall, the earth was covered in silver, the desert and Gobi were infinitely silvery, the forest and the snowy plain stretched to the sky, and the wind roared and roared.

Under the gloomy sky, the towering snow peaks still stand quietly, majestic and majestic.

Yaoying didn’t return to Gaochang, but went to a border town closer to Ghaz. As soon as he entered the city, he ordered the defenders to build fortifications and dig trenches.

Within a few days, Yang Qian led his troops to arrive, gearing up, and couldn’t wait: “Wait when I lead my troops to capture Gaz, and see if they will let them go!”

Yaoying stopped him and asked, “How many tribes like Ghaz are there?”

Yang Qian calmed down and replied: “There are dozens or hundreds of such small tribes and states. They are different from us. They are still divided into tribal systems. They not only pay tribute to us, but also depend on other powerful suzerain states. Pay taxes to the suzerain country, and sometimes send troops to join the suzerain country. These small states have loose systems and barbarousness. Once a powerful foreign enemy invades, they often surrender.”

Yaoying pondered.

The living method of a big country, the way of survival of a small country and a small country. Gaz is just a small tribe, he has no scruples, relies on the convenience of the place, steals the side, and uses a set of rogue tactics to perfection. The great powers will not be able to mobilize the people to attack them: if they have more troops, there is not enough food and grass, and they will not be able to defeat Ghaz if they have fewer troops.

Such a small tribe pays tribute regularly while at the same time it is wrong. If they lead the army to conquer, they will immediately surrender. They quibble that the plundering has nothing to do with them, but when the army leaves, they will return to their old ways. The Xizhou soldiers are now insufficient in strength, and it is impossible to divide their troops and garrison them on the road.

“A few more edicts to Gaz, we can double the gold and silver to redeem the population…” Yaoying frowned and said, “As long as they let them go.”

Yang Qian said angrily: “The king of Gazi favors wizards, and his desires are hard to fill. We sent an envoy to ask him to redeem the population. He agreed, and after receiving the money, he regretted it! They indulged the Rong people to plunder our caravans and forced them to rely on them. The tribe dedicated all the girls to him and the wizards. Many tribes were forced to migrate in order to escape from his clutches. They were taken back as slaves by him. The Ghaz country was aggressive and cruel, and there was no credit at all. We raised the ransom and he would only continue. The lion speaks loudly!”

Yaoying smiled faintly: “Send another mission to Gaz to raise the ransom.”

Yang Qian was puzzled: “Is it too cheap for Gazi?”

Yaoying shook her head: “After the mission departs, spread the matter out and issue an edict widely so that all tribes and nations on the business road will know about this matter. The scouts in the caravan are responsible for delivering the information. Every corner.”

Yang Qian was silent.

Hearing his shortness of breath, he was obviously suppressing his anger. Yaoying explained, “Salvage first, then soldiers, can reduce casualties. Today is Ghaz, and tomorrow may be other countries. We cannot attack the past one by one tribes. We can only think of a way to do it once and for all. Row.”

Yang Qian gritted his teeth, and the deep voice should be.

Half an hour later, dozens of Qingqi scouts, carrying the edicts of the Western army asking various tribes to redeem the exiles, rode their horses into the vast wind and snow, and ran in different directions.

The edicts of the Western Army quickly spread to various countries. The King of Ghazi was as greedy and short-sighted as Yang Qian said. Not only did he demand the ransom be doubled, he only returned some old, weak, sick and disabled people, but also demanded to pass by. The caravan drew half of the tax.

Yang Qian was so angry that he wished he could not immediately lead his troops to step down Gaz, and once again invite his troops to fight.

Yaoying once again discouraged him and ordered several caravans to be loaded with goods and go to Gaz to exchange fur and meat with the local tribe at a high price.

She deliberately urged: “Use silver coins for transactions, Gazi country collects taxes with silver coins, and you try to use silver coins.”

The caravan was ordered to go to Gaz, and soon a message came back: The local tribe that had been exchanged for silver coins from the caravan was looted and looted, and the tribe herders were filled with grief and indignation.

After Li Zhongqian read the letter, Yaoying called the soldiers and ordered: “In my name, invite the chiefs of the tribes and tell them that we are going to hold a meeting in Six River City to discuss business taxes.”

Six Rivers City is a place where the major tribes trade goods every year.

The Western Army has now controlled most of the business road, and the nearby tribes, no matter what they are in private, dare not offend the rising Western Army on the surface. The various tribes either wanted to come to explore their mouths and take advantage of them, or they did not dare to offend Yaoying, or out of contempt, they brought soldiers and horses to the call.

On the day of the conference, Liuhe City was full of people and shoulders one after another. Twenty-eight tribal chiefs and envoys sent by twelve small states gathered in Liuhe City. They all brought elites from all races and their attitude was quite arrogant and arrogant.

Someone asked in a low voice: “Has the King of Ghaz not come?”

“I didn’t come, the king was arrogant, and only sent a favored courtier to the meeting.”

Everyone talked a lot.

When Yaoying, whose face was covered with cloth strips, appeared in the big tent, the tent became quiet.

Everyone was frightened by Yaoying’s appearance and stayed there for a while. The Gazi country envoy deliberately humiliated Yaoying, stepped forward, and joked: “Princess Wenzhao’s natural beauty is more beautiful than our king’s favorite Kaju.”

Xie Qing drew his sword and slashed it down.

The messenger screamed back, clutching his **** face.

Xie Qing put the knife in the scabbard, and said blankly: “If someone is disrespectful to the princess, I pulled out his tongue.”

Everyone was awe-inspiring.

The emissary of Ghaz turned into anger, and his face turned purple. Just as he stepped forward, one person opened the big account and sent an urgent report: “Princess, the emissary of Ghaz is here.”

Everyone looked at each other, and the messenger of Ghaz was also at a loss: He is the messenger appointed by the king himself, who else is coming?

A series of hurried footsteps came, and several young men in Gazi uniforms pulled curtains into the account, bowed to Yaoying, handed over a document, and then walked towards the confused Gazi messenger. Not to mention, the long knife came out of its sheath.

Suddenly, the cold light flickered, blood was splashing everywhere, and the emissary of Ghaz fell to the ground and died.

The crowd was horrified, and they drew out their weapons one after another, shouting and surrounding the youth.

The young man wiped the blood off his face, clasped his fists at everyone, and said, “Please forgive me, I am the guard of the King of Gazi. This person is a treacherous villain and is not worthy to be the messenger of Gazi. The king ordered me to kill him so as not to His nonsense is detrimental to the face of our country of Ghaz. The king has appointed a new messenger.”

After speaking, he retreated, respectfully.

Two officials from Ghazi country in beautiful dresses stepped forward and met with everyone.

One person asked, “Are you really the new messenger appointed by King Pilu?”

The two men showed pain on their faces, and said: “King Pilu is aggressive, cunning, and has lost the heart of the people. He has been violently killed in the palace. The prince succeeded as the king, rebuilt with the Wei dynasty, and paid tribute to the Wei dynasty.”

Everyone was dumbfounded, their thoughts turned, and countless eyes gathered on Yaoying.

She looked as usual, as if she was not surprised at all, waving her hand to signal everyone to return to their seats, and looking around slowly, although her eyes were blindfolded, everyone felt that her gaze had passed from her.

“In the old days when the North Road was peaceful, the commercial roads were unobstructed, the tributaries of the various countries continued to pay tribute, and the merchants diverged. Later, after several wars, the Central Plains was cut off from the various tribes. It is necessary to restart the trade route, resume trade with the ministries, and facilitate the ministries, and also the convenience of the Wei Dynasty. I hope that the ministries conform to the people’s sentiments and guard the trade route together with our western army.”

Yaoying spoke word by word, and her tone suddenly sank: “If there is anyone who robs caravans and slaughters civilians for no reason, the Western Army will inspire inquiries.”

Everyone looked at the corpse of the emissary of Ghaz on the carpet, sweating, and then thought that the king of Ghaz was dead, and it was even more horrible. How could there be any arrogance when he entered the account? One by one they wiped their sweat quietly, thanking that they didn’t say anything to tease Princess Wen Zhao, and echoed her out loud.

“What the princess said is extremely true.”

“Our ministry has long been in contact with Handi, and I have been looking forward to the restoration of trade with Handi! Never dared to disobey the king’s order!”

Yaoying smiled slightly and ordered people to take out the alliance book, and agreed with everyone on the tax collection.

Zhubu was surprised to find that the conditions she had given were very fair, and after a moment of stunned, they secretly applauded.

Yaoying did not ask the ministries to give an answer immediately, but with a clap with both hands, she ordered the band to play the music, let her ministers to accompany her, and withdrew from the big account.

The ministries quickly inquired what had happened to Ghaz, and after listening to the envoy, their hearts became cold.

…

Just a few days ago, a civil unrest broke out in Ghaz.

The tribes of the Kingdom of Izczech were deeply oppressed by Ghaz, and have long been reluctant. Seeing winter, if the tribe cannot save enough food, it may not be able to survive next year. The king continues to increase taxes and the silver coins in hand are robbed. , They didn’t want to starve to death, they simply rebelled.

After the Western Army suppressed the Western Regions, some of the great lords of the Ghazi Kingdom prepared to send the exiled people from the tribe back to Gaochang in exchange for money. The king blocked them. They only got 10% of the money extorted by the king, and they were also dissatisfied with the king. When the tribe rose up, they took advantage of the situation to rise up.

The nearby tribe heard that the Gazi country had extorted a large amount of money from the Western army. Seeing the civil unrest in Gazi, they immediately sent troops to attack and took advantage of the opportunity.

The war swept across the entire Gazi country. The wizards of Gazi country were beheaded by angry herders. The king hid in the palace, and the prince fled out of the city embarrassedly. He sent several urgent letters to the overlord and nearby states for help, but the overlord ignored them.

The western army also received a letter for help, and Princess Wen Zhao, regardless of previous suspicions, sent Yang Qian to the rescue.

Yang Qian brought hundreds of elite soldiers to the kingdom of Gazi, and within two days he resolved the difficulties of the kingdom of Gazi.

The rebels retired, the king died violently, and the prince succeeded the king, presented the letter of credence to the Wei Dynasty, sent a tribute team, and promised a business tax rate of one twenty.

The uprising tribes knew they were desperate. They heard that the Western army was redeeming the exiled population. The tax was very low. The tribe surrendered and asked to be attached. Yang Qian brought them back to a proper settlement.

…

In just one month, the country of Ghazi was turned upside down.

The ministries were horrified.

In this battle, the Western army had almost no casualties. A king died in Gaz, the palace was looted, and a large number of tribal herders fled to the Wei Dynasty. The hearts of the people were scattered, and the aristocracy had mutual suspicion. The king who came to the throne had to face the Western army. I am grateful for Dade, and since then, I will never dare to act against the evil.

And all this seems to have nothing to do with the Western Army, everything is the king of Ghazi insatiable and self-defeating.

The ministries trembled.

In the next few days, Yaoying asked merchants and officials proficient in languages ​​of all ethnic groups to lead various messengers and nobles around the assembly. When each ministry saw the dazzling array of goods that had just been shipped from the Central Plains, his eyes were dazzled and his heart was shaken.

On the last day of the conference, the ministries and Yaoying signed a letter of alliance, promising to resume commerce, set taxes, and agreed to send messengers to each other.

Since then, the North Road has been completely connected.

…

After working on Gazi country, Yaoying’s eyes were almost better. It happened to be a sunny day when the cloth strips were taken off, and the snow was shining in front of the temple.

She rested in the temple and wrote to Tamaraga.

The letters written to him a few days ago were all dictated by her, and Xie Qing helped her write them. He recognized her handwriting, and when he saw her handwriting, he would know that her eyes were better.

As soon as the letter was delivered, Xie Qing entered the house with a letter in his hand: “Princess, a letter from Princess Maruko Manda.”

Yaoying took the letter and read it, putting her smile away, her face tense.

“Princess, what’s the matter?”

Yaoying turned around, looked at the mountains covered in white snow in the distance, and said, “Haitor Aling may be coming.”

Li Zhongqian and Yang Qian hurried over, “A Ling, the capital of the sea, is coming?”

Yaoying nodded: “In the letter, Princess Manda said that Haidu Aling had gone to Samudan. Wahan Khan sent someone to run the business in Samudan before he was alive. He joined the Beirong people there and married a local one. The princess of the suzerain country borrowed a large number of soldiers and horses and vowed to lead the remnants to return to the country.”

“Where is Haidu Aling now?”

“Princess Manda doesn’t know, we have to prepare early.”

Li Zhongqian nodded and ordered the various places to strengthen their guards. The news was quickly sent out. All of a sudden, the gates of the border towns were closed tightly and the guards were tight.

Yaoying wrote a letter to Tamaraga.

The persimmon is soft, Haidu Aling is now anxious to regain the country, and he certainly does not dare to attack the royal court rashly, but it is not a bad thing to be more prepared.