Chapter 1120 Crying
If you are not in the Western Regions, you do not know the suffering of the Han people, you do not have the Guiyi Army, you do not know the difficulty of living a life of silence.
Over the past few decades, under the rule of the Cao family, the Guiyi army completely changed its previous aggressiveness, regained its territory, and instead began to develop peacefully and survive in compromise.
The south was built with the Kingdom of Khotan, and the west was paid tribute to the Uighurs in Xizhou, and the east was abandoned by the rule of Suzhou, and the east was connected with the Long clan.
Even under various circumstances, the people of Gua and Sha Prefectures were still in danger and were in a panic. The Guiyi Army had only 20,000 people. Compared with those Uighurs who had moved 100,000, they were really pitiful.
The barren two states, the weak strength and the lack of living resources, made the people of Gua and Sha day and night uneasy, so the situation of the motherland and the Tang Dynasty were repeatedly mentioned.
Just like those who have lost their families, the glorious moments of their ancestors are talked about every day. For Guazhou, the deeds of the Tang Dynasty once unified the Western Regions and the four towns of Shuye, and the barbarians were unable to raise their heads. They always talked about them with relish.
Suddenly, one day, the governor stood at the top of the city and told them that the envoys of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty had arrived, and they were no longer orphans without backgrounds, camels wandering in the desert.
This means that they are no longer afraid of the destruction of their homes, the separation of their wives and children, and the plunder of wealth.
"Is this true?"
The sound of cheering made the whole city boil. Suddenly, a monk wearing a yellow monk's robe, all his hair was white, and he walked out step by step with his crutches under the support of several novice monks, and asked with his dry and toothless lips.
"Master——"
"Master——"
The pedestrians on the road saw it, stopped one by one, hugged their hands, bowed and bowed, and respected him very much.
Di Jian looked at it and saw that the monk had an old face, but kind-hearted look. He looked like a good match, and he couldn't help but feel a little respect in his heart.
"This is Master Mingkong, who is famous in Guazhou. He is now 80 years old." Cao Zhuang added.
Seeing this, Di Jian quickly stepped down the city wall and bowed and said, "I am the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, the newly appointed military envoy of Guiyi Army, specially escorted the special envoy to Guicheng, and also brought the emperor's edict."
"Emperor of the Tang Dynasty?"
Mingkong raised his head, thought for a moment, and asked, "Which emperor, Emperor Tianyou, or Emperor Tongguang?"
Tianyou was the reign of Emperor Zhaozong of Tang. Li Keyong and Li Cunxu still used the reign of Tianyou even after the fall of Tang Dynasty, twenty years ago.
Although Di Jian didn't know, he understood that he was the emperor of the former Tang Dynasty. He said bluntly: "Now the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty is the eldest son of Emperor Ruizong, the brother of Emperor Ming, and the King of Xue Li Dan. Now, with the body of a royal family, he has unified the Central Plains again and restored the Tang Dynasty."
As he said that, he emphasized: "It's the ninth year of Shenwu!!"
"The Ninth Year of Shenwu?" Mingkong murmured a few times, his eyes becoming brighter: "In other words, it has been nine years, nine years, nine years--"
As he said that, the old monk burst into tears, regardless of his dignity and couldn't help crying: "Monster, when I first came to Guazhou, it was only thirteen. At that time, the year was still Tianyou. Year after year, there were frequent wars and news from outside the border was blocked. When I heard that the Tang Dynasty was destroyed, it was already eighteen."
"That year, the sound of wooden fish chanting sutras around the temple was not stopped for a long time. Master and uncle chanted Buddhist scriptures in tears, but his clothes were already wet. There were seven people who passed away overnight."
"I realized that the Tang Dynasty was our roots, and the place where our fathers and ancestors were. When the Tang Dynasty fell, we became homeless wild dogs, restless day and night——"
"I heard that the Tang Dynasty is restored today, I will die without regrets!"
When Di Jian heard these words, he was also deeply moved. Although he did not understand the suffering of leaving home and losing his country, he understood that these people were really pitiful people and homeless people who lost their country.
The people around the surrounding people couldn't help but wet their clothes with tears, and the crying sounds continued. The ancestors and fathers, the Tang Dynasty, who had been waiting for thousands of hardships, finally returned.
Then, at night, Guazhou warmly welcomed a group of people, and various families kept asking about the situation of the Tang Dynasty.
When we heard that the Tang Dynasty unified the world, everyone applauded.
When I heard that the Central Plains were destroyed and people were suffering, I couldn't help but feel the same and shed tears for it.
When they heard the emperor intend to advance westward and recover their hometown, everyone was cheering and crying with joy.
The next day, when the group set off, the farewell team reached as many as 10,000 people. They were sent directly to thirty miles away, and they were still reluctant to leave.
Di Jian was also moved by this passion, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said softly: "The people of Guazhou seem to have been suffering for a long time!"
"That's inevitable!" Cao sighed and said, "Although Gua and Sha Prefectures are considered rich, the number of Uighur tribes is increasing, and the advantages of the Han people are decreasing. It won't take long, and I'm afraid there will be another suffering of falling."
"At this point, although it is still as stable as Mount Tai at this time, it is actually as dangerous as a slaughter. Once there is internal friction, the Guiyi Army will be vulnerable."
Speaking of this, Cao Zhuang couldn't help but say: "The clan leader is nearly sixty years old and his health is getting worse. The Cao family is also indifferent, and other families are also quite coveted. The arrival of the Tang envoy is even more precious to the Guiyi Army than the spring rain."
"Is it that mysterious?" Di Jian said in surprise: "To say a very disrespectful thing, the sky is high and the emperor is far away. Guiyi Army has been independent for many years. I am afraid there is not much respect for the emperor!"
"Hehe, that's true!" Cao Zhuang smiled and said, "If there are only some imperial edicts, official positions, and rewards, of course, it will be useless, but you are different from angels. There are nearly a thousand cavalry behind you, and they are all elite, and they are also rare in the Guiyi Army."
"If you join a thousand people, you will be under the pressure of Mount Tai. Others dare not speak any more, and they are extremely powerful."
As he said that, Cao Zhuang couldn't help but sigh: "Before Zhang was in power, the Guiyi Army was in turmoil. However, when the generation of the former clan leader restored the Guiyi Army, the Uighurs around him were actually much more at peace. This shows that the power of the Tang Dynasty, even after hundreds of years, is still full of deterrence."
"The people of Shazhou, after experiencing hardships, naturally recognize the banner of the Tang Dynasty."
"If you join a thousand people, you will be under the pressure of Mount Tai. Others dare not speak any more, and they are extremely powerful."
As he said that, Cao Zhuang couldn't help but sigh: "Before Zhang was in power, the Guiyi Army was in turmoil. However, when the generation of the former clan leader restored the Guiyi Army, the Uighurs around him were actually much more at peace. This shows that the power of the Tang Dynasty, even after hundreds of years, is still full of deterrence."
Chapter completed!