Chapter 1195: Samarkand
At this moment, Xu Jin's heart was full of mixed feelings, and after careful calculation, it had been three full years since Jiajing said goodbye to Qiao'er in the summer of the third year, and at first he could still receive intermittently letters from her to the capital, and then there was no news at all. Now that he suddenly learned the news of Wang Cuiqiao from the Persian woman in front of him, Xu Jin was both excited, a little uncomfortable, and a little annoyed at the same time.
There is no doubt that Wang Cuiqiao is a strange woman with both talents and appearances, she is peerless, stunning and charming, and has an amazing talent in music, but she is also different from other feudal women, her biggest dream is to travel around the world, to see more people and things, to understand different local customs, and then collect style and compose songs.
Three years ago, Wang Cuiqiao returned from Malacca with Xu Jin, and proposed to Xu Jin to go out and travel around the world for three years, if he was replaced by any feudal man, he would definitely not agree to Wang Cuiqiao's request for "deviance", fortunately, Xu Jin is a modern traverser, his thoughts are not restricted by the rules and regulations of feudal etiquette, so he does not think that Wang Cuiqiao's pursuit of dreams is deviant, on the contrary, he also admires Wang Cuiqiao's courage and independent personality to pursue his dreams, so he readily agreed to Wang Cuiqiao's request, not only arranged a guard for her, but also personally planned the route of the trip.
But now it seems that Wang Cuiqiao did not travel according to the route he planned, because most of the routes planned by Xu Jin were in the territory of the Ming Dynasty, and he deliberately avoided countries that were not friendly with the Ming Dynasty, however, Wang Cuiqiao actually met the Persian woman Ye Na, obviously, she has been far away from the border of the Ming Dynasty, no wonder she did not write back to Beijing later, after all, out of the border, how can this letter be delivered?
Xu Jin couldn't help but smile bitterly, this woman has been out in the wild for a few years, I am afraid that she has long forgotten about her man to Java, and now she can do whatever she wants, she can go wherever she wants, and where do you remember the three-year covenant!
Xu Jin asked himself if he was broad-minded enough, he was never a stingy man, but at this moment he felt uncomfortable, or it could be that the women around him regarded him as a treasure, but Wang Cuiqiao was more enthusiastic about pursuing his dreams and ignored him as a husband, so our Jingguo grandfather was psychologically unbalanced, especially when he heard that Wang Cuiqiao was now famous among the countries of the Western Regions, he felt even more uncomfortable, and he felt that his treasure could be snatched away by others at any time.
Alas, does this count as self-inflicted? Xu Jin regretted a little that he supported Wang Cuiqiao to travel in the first place!
"Childe, Childe?"
Ye Na called twice in a row, Xu Jin came back to his senses, and couldn't help but secretly despise himself, let Qiao'er travel around the world to collect style and create, and become a generation of singers, isn't it exactly what he wants to see? At this time, why did the small belly chicken intestines rise again?
Xu Jin's gaze refocused on Catherine. On Ye Na's face, the latter asked tentatively, "Childe...... Do you know everyone Wang? ”
Xu Jin smiled indifferently, nodded and said, "That's right, we are friends, and Ben Shuai has also heard her sing the song you sang just now." ”
"Are you just friends?" Ye Na asked with burning eyes, and her intuition told her that the relationship between Xu Jin and Wang Cuiqiao must be unusual.
Xu Jin did not answer, but asked rhetorically: "Just now you said that Wang taught you Ming Chinese for half a year, where did you meet her, and where is she now?" ”
Ye Na showed a look of memory and said: "That was almost a year ago, the slave maid went from Persia to Samarkand, it was there, the slave met the king everyone, we got along for about half a year, usually in addition to the performance, we are together to learn from each other, I taught her Persian and Persian song and dance, she taught me Ming Chinese and Ming song and dance, the talent of the king is extremely high, many things can be learned, slave can not be compared, often it takes twice as long." ”
"Samarkand?" Xu Jin frowned and said, "But the capital of the Uzbek Khanate?" ”
Ye Na nodded hurriedly and said: "Well, yes, Samarkand means fertile land, it is very rich and prosperous, and the Uzbek Khanate borders Persia, Mughals, Yerjan, and Great Yuz and Middle Yuz respectively. ”
Xu Jin couldn't help but be speechless, Qiao'er actually went to the Uzbek Khanate, thousands of miles away from Tibet in the Ming Dynasty, and more than 10,000 miles away from here, alas, this girl is really hard wings, bold and bold, but this just shows that she is indeed famous, very popular with the countries of the Western Regions, otherwise it is impossible to run away safely.
"Then where are the kings now?" Xu Jin asked helplessly.
Ye Na shook her head and said: "About half a year ago, the slave maid and the king were separated, and then the slave family suffered a war rebellion, and they were scattered here, but I don't know where the king and the king are now, but she may be in Yeerjiang, or in Persia, oh, I remember, she seems to have mentioned that she would rush back to the Ming Kingdom within a year, maybe she has already returned to the Ming Kingdom." ”
Xu Jin's heart is finally balanced, it seems that Qiao'er has not forgotten the three-year appointment, and she was ready to rush back to the capital half a year ago, but there is still no news, it is estimated that there is a problem on the road?
Thinking of this, Xu Jin couldn't help but worry, returning to Daming from the Uzbek Khanate, it was the closest to take Yeerjiang, after all, the road to the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau was not easy to walk......
Xu Jin thought as he took a scroll of maps from the bookcase, and was about to open it to watch it, when he suddenly woke up Catherine. Ye Na was still there, so she raised her head and said, "Someone." ”
The two pro-soldiers flashed in response, and their eyes glanced strangely at the neatly dressed Xu Jin and the Persian beauties.
"Let's take Miss Ye down and settle down." Xu Jin pointed at Ye Nadao, but the latter's face changed, he quickly ran forward and knelt down, holding one of Xu Jin's thighs with both hands and begging: "Son, don't drive the slave and maid away, please don't drive the slave and maid away, let the slave and maid stay and serve you." ”
"Well, Miss Yena, please let it go."
"If the son doesn't agree, the slave won't let go." It is estimated that Xu Jin has a gentle temper, but Ye Na actually played a scoundrel and hugged her tighter.
Xu Jin felt the two soft squeezes on his thighs, which were both embarrassing and a little useful, and tried to pull his legs out several times without success, so he had to glare at the two pro-soldiers who were watching the excitement and said, "Don't take Miss Ye Na down yet." ”
"Let me do it!" A cold voice suddenly sounded, and I saw a woman flash in from outside the tent door, with a slender figure, slender jade legs, shoulders like a knife, and a pretty face as cold as frost, it was Xue Bingxin.
Xu Jin couldn't help but secretly complain, why did Xin'er come at this time, this time it was really yellow mud falling into the crotch of her pants, it was not but was.