October 16th. Winters in Samarkand are relatively dry, and the air smells cold and dry. After the threat of war was lifted, the city was slowly recovering.

At noon, the post house in the city, in the small courtyard to the east. Shi Yuhua, who was full of hope to return, took the maid Jie'er to pack their luggage in the post house: clothes and musical instruments. From time to time, he hummed a small tune in his mouth.

The delicate girl Jie'er bent down and folded her summer skirt on the edge of the cage, pursing her lips and smiling. Look at the girl's joy!

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, accompanied by a delicate and clear voice, "Is Sister Yuhua here?" I saw Princess Yuanshuang coming in from outside the courtyard, her steps hurried, and her face was anxious.

Shi Yuhua was by the window, straightened up, looked back and saw Princess Yuanshuang's expression, and said in surprise: "Princess, what's wrong?" ”

Princess Yuanshuang said in a hurried tone: "Sister Yuhua, just now at the joint meeting in the Governor's Palace, they rejected the request of the Zhou envoy. Although they did not decide to send you to Baghdad, they were not willing to send you back. ”

Shi Yuhua was immediately stunned, the smile on his face disappeared, and a pair of dreamlike beautiful eyes instantly dimmed, as if he had suddenly come to winter October from the spring of March.

Jie'er couldn't help but let out a low cry, "Ahh This..., how could this be!

Princess Yuanshuang looked at the stunned Shi Yuhua and sighed in her heart: That Persian Kalimi is really too hateful.

After half a ring, Shi Yuhua said sadly: "Thank you, princess, for coming to inform." I'm alone. "Depressed, he walked alone to the small garden in the backyard. Graceful and lonely.

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When Yi Junjie arrived in Samarkand, he was treated with a very high standard, and did not live in a post house in the east of the city, but in a government-owned mansion in Kangguo in the city.

In the afternoon, news of the first joint meeting had reached him. Yi Junjie was bragging to a Sogdian merchant who was visiting the city.

Tocharian and the river next to each other. Some insider information about the Tocharian War came through. For example, there is private news that Jia Yuanjun was angry with his classmate Yi Jun and sent troops to attack Tochar.

And now that the envoy is in Samarkand, there are too many people who have come to inquire about the news. Everyone wanted to know about the future policy of the Zhou dynasty towards the Sogdians. And specifically, that's what Jia Yuanjun thinks!

Yi Junjie sent the guests away, went to the small room on the side, and met with Mr. Kang. Kang told the general manager the news sent by the king of Kangguo, and said angrily: "Lao Yi, the governor of Persia is really looking for death." In the past, the Han Dynasty attacked the Xiongnu envoys at night, laying the situation in the Western Regions in one fell swoop. You and I have done the same. ”

Yi Junjie had a beard on his face, was tall, was wearing a long shirt, and said with a smile: "Lao Kang, you are very meritorious and earnest!" This is not the case! Where do we want to fight? Wait! The envoy will give us strong support. ”

Before he came, Jia Huan gave him a penetration. The confidence of a diplomat, on the battlefield! Within the range of the cannon!

And these, Zhou Jun is not lacking!

He didn't have to take any chances.

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In the cold winter, a light rain falls on the cities in the river. Bring a chill.

In the midst of this light rain, the city of Samarkand was frequented by countless messengers between Bukhara and Mulu.

Samarkand is about 500 miles from Bukhara, the artistic center of the river, the religious center. It is about a thousand miles away from Mulu, the seat of governance in the Khorasan region.

Some of these messengers were sent by Kalimi, the governor of the river, who was reporting the situation to the governor of Jalali in Mulu. Some were sent by King Jeparo of Kangguo. He was communicating with the religious leaders of the Sogdians and expounding his views.

And to the east of Samarkand, there are also countless messengers in action. This was the concern of the nobles and merchants throughout Samarkand: the final result of the war between the Zhou army and the Uzbeks.

On October 17, Jia Huan beheaded the ancient Khan and received the good news of Zhang Sishui. On October 20, the exact news reached Samarkand: the last 10,000 troops of the Uzbeks had been wiped out in the field. At the same time, the capital of Shiguo and the second largest city in the river, Tuoxi City, fell into the hands of the Zhou army.

The news is like a boulder thrown into a pool of water, shaking its huge ripples. But that's just the beginning!

In the light rain in the afternoon, King Jeparo of Kangguo rode in a gorgeous eight-wheel drive carriage and drove smoothly down the street. A light rain rustled on the roof of the car.

In the carriage, Jeparo, who was about fifty years old, meditated with his eyes closed. He decided to talk to Kalimi, the governor of the Persian Empire.

Arrive at the Doge's Palace. Jeparo was soon taken by his butler to a small, beautifully furnished Persian-style room.

After about a cup of tea, Kalimi came over in a green Persian robe, with a slightly cold expression, exchanged a few words with Jeparo, and said preemptively: "If the king is here for the matter of Shi Meiren, you can invite him back." Governor Jalali had agreed with me, and the convoy to take her to Mulu was already on its way. ”

Ten days ago, he had spoken to Islom, the king of the Stone Kingdom, but Islom had been dragging him along. He decided to ask Mulu for the army to come. Otherwise, he could not take Shi Yuhua without the consent of the Sogdians.

For him, the task of coming to the river "to control the river for the Empire" has failed! The Zhou army won a big victory over the Uzbeks and, in fact, would occupy the river. So, where is the merit of his trip?

It can only be said that Abbas the Great liked beautiful women. Dedicate a generation of famous singers Shi Yuhua to His Majesty Abbas.

Jeparo's face froze slightly, and he said dissatisfiedly, "Governor Kalimi, are you sure you truthfully reported the situation in the river to Governor Jalaari?" "It doesn't matter if the Sogdians live or die. At that time, how will the Sogdians appease the anger of Jia Zhijun?

Kalimi was a person, and immediately lowered his face and said coldly: "It's okay if you don't send a stone beauty." That sends your daughter to Baghdad. Two options, consider for yourself! ”

Jeparo also restrained the anger in his heart. I almost couldn't help it. Can this still be communicated?

The scene froze for a while.

At this time, the steward of the Governor's Mansion reported at the door: "Your Excellency, the envoy of Zhou has come to visit, and he has sent a gift. The subordinates did not dare to call the shots, so they came to ask for instructions. There was a chill in his voice.

Kalimi, who was in his forties, was surprised and said, "Ali, what gift?" ”

The butler Ali trembled at the door and said, "The head of the Uzbek Chingu Khan." ”

"Bang!"

Kalimi stood up in shock, and the tea bowl in his hand fell to the ground, he didn't notice it, but said in a nervous voice: "Take it in!" ”

On the other side, King Jeparo of Kangguo was equally shocked. Jia Envoy Jun was in the city of Thirsty Sai, and he was afraid to kill the Uzbek generals Sevir and Agabov in Juzhanti, like killing a chicken.

Therefore, he did not agree with Kalimi to send Shi Yuhua away. Otherwise, the consequences are unpredictable. However, I didn't expect Jia Yuanjun to even kill the Khan!

Ali, the butler, brought in the box containing the human head, and the smell of lime permeated. Kalimi glanced at it, and his grim expression collapsed, and he was silent. He had met the Khan of Chingu several times, without a doubt.

King Jeparo sighed: "Today I know the majesty of the Jia envoy! Killing the Khan of the Hu tribe is like killing a sheep! Your Excellency the Governor, please bring in the Zhou envoys. ”

Kalimi was noncommittal and seemed unresponsive.

The housekeeper Ali glanced at the master, stepped back, and went to invite Zhou envoy Yi Junjie to come in.

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In the gatehouse of the Governor's Palace, Kang sent Yi Junjie to follow the housekeeper in, generous and excited in his heart!

Made, it's fun!

Take the head as a gift to the door, do you see it or not? Are you afraid?

Jia Yuanjun's support is really great!

Lao Yi is doing things now, and he is very angry. He couldn't wait to go in and see the look on the face of the stupid governor of the Persian River!

Make you want to send everyone to Baghdad! This is the woman Jia Yuanjun asked for!

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In the quiet small hall, there are stone pillars and carved patterns, the main color is blue, and it is full of Persian style.

When Yi Junjie was brought in, he was not surprised. Kalimi sat still. Jeparo got up and stroked his chest and saluted, "Lord Yi!" He and Yi Junjie had met several times in private, and at this time, it was still polite and thoughtful.

Kalimi waited for Yi Junjie to return the salute, and when he heard that both of them were in Turkic language, he said coldly: "Your envoy came from the war, I don't know what is the intention of giving me the head of the Qingu Khan?" Threaten me? I'm the Persian Empire..."

"Haha!" Yi Junjie, dressed in a cyan shirt and decorated by a scribe, raised his head and laughed, interrupting Kalimi's words, "Governor Kalimi, don't use interrogative sentences. I'm really threatening you! ”

Arrogant, very arrogant!

Kalimi's face turned white, and his right hand suddenly clenched into a fist. If he hadn't been sensible, he would have punched this Zhou envoy in the face right now.

Yi Junjie ignored Kalimi's expression and continued: "Moreover, I will take back this gift and send it to Beiting. I Da Zhou talks about military merits by head! Do you understand? His gaze swept over Kalimi's neck.

It's a threat, a naked threat. Kalimi said angrily: "Envoy Yi, if you want to take Shi Yuhua away, you have to ask me if I agree." Now, let me tell you unequivocally, I disagree. Please come back! ”

Yi Junjie's expression was calm, with a sneer on his face, and said, "You are wrong, Governor Kalimi, do you have an army in Samarkand?" How long did it take for the Persian legion to enter the river? The army of my Great Zhou Empire is only two hundred miles away from Samarkand, and it will be there in a few days!

So, to be exact, I'm going to take the stone family as long as King Jeparo agrees. What are you? I have come today to warn you to think twice before you act! Don't regret it. Leave! ”

After speaking, Yi Junjie took the head of the Qingu Khan, threw off his sleeves and left. He came today to intimidate and warn Karimi!

Don't take yourself too seriously. Otherwise, don't be unpredictable!

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After Yi Junjie left, Kalimi looked at King Jeparo of Kangguo with a faint look in his eyes.

Jeparo smiled bitterly in his heart. The easy envoy openly "sow discord", while putting pressure on Kalimi, he is also putting pressure on him! The army of Samarkand, most of which was in his hands.

He had to be selective. When you are a grass on the wall, there is no future.

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On the 22nd, the Zhou army occupied the small eastern city of Jizzak, Samarkand. When the news came, Samarkand was boiling and shocked.

This is not the feeling of looking at flowers in the fog some time ago. It's that Zhou Jun is coming soon. It's like three or four years ago.

At night, the water of the Nami River outside Samarkand sparkled in the lights of the city. Winter nights are exceptionally cold and silent.

The sound of horses' hooves in the distance broke the silence very abruptly.

At the head of the city, Yi Junjie, Jeparo, Islom and dozens of others watched as Kalimi, the governor of Hezhong appointed by the Persian Safavid Dynasty, fled overnight with more than 100 people under his command.

Mr. Kang smiled and said, "There are no eggs." It seems that he was really scared. ”

Yi Junjie laughed, "Haha! ”

The city burst into laughter. Jia Yuanjun, the commander of the Zhou army, has a famous saying: Where the horses' hooves of the Zhou army are, it is the Han land. The Zhou army is in the direction of the front, who dares not to echo the Han envoys?

Yi Junjie sighed in his heart and said, "Let's go, let's go see everyone Shi." ”

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All the forces in the city of Samarkand could not approve of the coming of the Zhou army, and everyone could not approve of it. But most of the people rejoiced.

The arrival of the Zhou army in Samarkand meant one thing: the reopening of the Silk Road. This means a lot to a city full of business.

The post house in the city is located in the bustling area of the street. When Yi Junjie and others arrived on horseback, the streets more than ten meters in front of the door, restaurants, casinos, green buildings and other places were lit up. A bustling scene.

The officials of the post house hurriedly greeted them. led Yi Junjie and the kings to the outside of the small courtyard of the East Stone family. Yi Junjie said loudly outside the courtyard gate: "Under Yi Junjie, under the orders of the envoy of the Shu Sutra, the envoy of the Broken Leaf Sutra, and the envoy of Lingxi Xuanfu, Jia Envoy, came to welcome everyone from Shi to return to the east. ”

At this time, Shi Yuhua had already gotten the news. Jory Hamadnadi, who was following her, opened the courtyard door with the servant, stretched out his hand politely, and said, "Easy messenger, please come in!" "You can tell at a glance that you have a good education and etiquette.

Yi Junjie nodded and walked into the courtyard alone. And Shi Yuhua had already helped the maid Jie'er and waited on the steps outside the flower hall. Princess Yuanshuang was by her side.

On the night of the twenty-second day, Qinghui was just right, falling on her jade face, and she was already full of tears!

The old garden looks at the east of the road is long, and the tears of the two-sleeved dragon bell are not dry. There is no pen and paper to meet here, and you can report peace with your words.

Yi Junjie bowed in the courtyard and was very respectful. He was arrogant and domineering in front of the Sogdian king and the governor of Persia. However, at this time, he did not regard Shi Yuhua as a world-famous peerless celebrity, but regarded her as Jia Huan's beautiful concubine.

"Let everyone Shi wait for a long time. Before leaving, Jia Yuanjun told him to welcome the Shi family back. Please pack your luggage and return with me early tomorrow morning. Jia Zhijun waited for a long time. ”

Shi Yuhua returned the salute, and his voice was still crying with joy, "Yuhua knows." Xie Yi messenger. ”

Yi Junjie saluted again, glanced at Prince Jory, and withdrew from the courtyard.

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Yi Junjie left with a group of kings and nobles. His etiquette towards Shi Yuhua made these Sogdians have a fairly clear understanding of Shi Yuhua's status.

Think about it, what did the Easy Messenger do to them? Above 10,000 people! He dared to take his head and visit the Persian governor Karimi.

Then what does it mean that he is so polite to Shi everyone?

The majesty of Jia Envoy Jun!

That night, there were more than 100 messengers who came to give gifts to Shi Yuhua. Farewell her to her homeland.

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In the east courtyard, Shi Yuhua thanked Princess Yuanshuang and Prince Qiaoli again.

Princess Yuanshuang joked with a smile: "Sister Yuhua, this can be regarded as a bittersweet one!" "King Jeparo of Kangguo just saw his daughter inside, but called her away. At this time, he made a lot of money from this "investment".

Shi Yuhuaqiao's face was crying with shyness. Yi Junjie said very clearly just now: Jia Huan is waiting. Her mood at this time is bitter and sweet in a double sense.

Shi Yuhua's charm at this moment made Prince Jory lose his mind and immerse himself in her beauty. I made up my mind in my heart and was ready to follow her to Juzhanti. He had already decided to return to Tocharo to visit his relatives.

Princess Yuanshuang and Prince Qiaoli sat for a while, then said goodbye and left. Shi Yuhua returned to the bedroom to pack her luggage.

Jie'er was in her ninth year, combing her maid's double-ring bun, smiling and pursing her lips, delicate and pure, stopped Shi Yuhua and said, "Where do you want the girl to do it." I'll do it. Rest well, girl! Seeing Jia Sanye, if you look tired, you can't do it. The beautiful wives and concubines in his family are all stunning. Cluck. ”

Shi Yuhua glanced at Jie'er with disgust, "Little Nizi! He went to the small round table in the room and sat down. Pick up the mustache and play it gently.

I don't know where to blow the reed pipe, and I look at my hometown all night.

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The long night is finally over. Shi Yuhua and Jie'er stayed awake all night. The envoys who came to give gifts last night were received by Prince Jory. They are longing and imagining Dunhuang, Jingshi, and Jinling.

Jinling relatives and friends asked each other, a piece of ice heart in the jade pot.

When the two of them got up early, a beautiful, sturdy carriage was waiting outside the courtyard. Yi Junjie came to greet him in person. I don't know where it came from, countless slaves carried luggage and gifts under the command of Prince Jori, who temporarily served as Shi Yuhua's butler.

After Yi Junjie saluted, he greeted: "Shi, are you resting well?" We had breakfast right away and returned to Juzhan as soon as possible to meet Jia Envoy. ”

Shi Yuhua smiled bitterly and sighed lightly: "How can you sleep well?" The teenager doesn't know the taste of sorrow, and he is worried about the new words. Now I know all the sorrows, I want to say goodbye, I want to say goodbye. But the weather is cool and autumn. ”

Yi Junjie laughed. This is Jia Huan's word.

Shi Yuhua stepped into the carriage lightly and sat in. The heart is like an arrow. She said that when she asked Jia Huan why she didn't pick up her master in Beijing that day, Jia Huan sighed and chanted one of the two poems.

Jie'er followed and sat in the carriage. Four horses left the inn with small steps. Kang and the others were waiting at the gate of the city with weapons. About 100 kings and nobles from Samarkand came to see them off.

In addition to the soldiers who maintained order, the accompanying slaves, and the people who came to watch after receiving the news, the east gate of the city was crowded into a sea of people.

King Jeparo and the nobles whispered a few words, walked to the horse's head, stroked his chest, and said, "The Shi family has come all the way from Middle-earth to perform skills for us. Everywhere you go, you're welcomed. I don't want to be here with Xiao Wang, so I am so lazy.

Today, Shi everyone is returning to the east, I am afraid that there will be no more days to Samarkand, Xiao Wang is brave, please show your singing voice, and show the talents of the Central Plains for the people of our city! Leave a story for the ages. Enough comfort! ”

In the carriage, Shi Yuhua thought for a while, then nodded and agreed, "Okay." She traveled westward to Samarkand, the westernmost point. She has performed in every big city. Samarkand, which left a very mixed impression on her.

At this moment, her mood is also complicated. It can only be expressed with a singing voice.

King Kang retreated, and the three-mile-long road at the eastern gate of Samarkand erupted in enthusiastic cheers. The cheers came and went. In the restaurant, on the street. The scene was unprecedented.

Shi Yuhua opened his mouth and sang: "The hometown sound of the homeland is unexpectedly clear, and the swallow drama in front of the hall is pitiful. Destroy Fangshu Qi Wangdi, and spend the spring and the old strings. Red beans do not forget to have fun at night, and the brocade is entangled in the memory of the year of grace. Because Jun counted the Liang Garden incidents, the old things in Jinling were like smoke. ”

The singing voice is ethereal, like heaven! In Samarkand, many people have never seen Shi Yuhua. At this moment, the carriage covered her stunning face, and her posture highlighted the beauty, tactfulness, and ethereal voice of her singing.

At the end of the song, the applause was overwhelming.

Yi Junjie, who was escorting the carriage, smiled. It is Jia Huan's poem.

Horse-drawn carriages went out of the city gates, and about thousands of people went out of the city to see them off. Out of the city gate, the straight road, leading to Jizzak, Juzhanti. This is the way back to the East.

Shi Yuhua was in a stirred mood, and sang another song: If life is only as first seen. After finishing the song, the excitement was not over, and he sang again: "Thinking about Gongjin back then, Xiao Qiao got married for the first time, and he was heroic. Lupine scarf, talking and laughing, the canopy is gone. ”

Shi Yuhua sings in Chinese. Ordinary people don't understand. But kings, nobles, merchants, many people can understand!

Jia Envoy Jun, is he as majestic as Zhou Lang? At that time, Zhou Lang was in Jiangdong and was very popular with women. The song is misleading, Zhou Langgu. Yuhua, are you all in love?

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In Shi Yuhua's tactful and ethereal singing, Yi Junjie took fifty weeks to ride and escort Shi Yuhua's eastward return.

Princess Yuanshuang looked at their distant figures, waved her hand, and said softly: "Sister Yuhua, goodbye!" ”

On the straight road, the cavalry stepped like a dragon. Black dots one by one, and then disappeared into the sky.

After two years of traveling west, Shi Yuhua was finally able to return to his homeland under the escort of the army sent by Jia Huan!