Bishubali, the Khan Futu City during the Sui Dynasty, was named Beiting in the old Tang Dynasty, and later also known as Beiting, which was the capital of the Great Protectorate of Beiting.

Today's difference is missing from eight miles, and the atmosphere of the prosperous Tang Dynasty is no longer there, and it is not even considered a major city in Chagatai.

When Weiyang entered this city at dusk, there were soldiers everywhere, escorting carts, mules and horses, winding westward.

An elder in the city saw Wei Yang standing on the side of the road, and saw him wearing a man's outfit, and hurriedly pulled him with one hand. He walked aside and scolded him in Chinese without knowing it, saying, "Young man, why dare you be so bold? Do you dare to stop Wang Khan's convoy?"

Wei Yang crossed his hands and said, "You are polite."

The elder said, "It's my Han boy, where are you from?"

Wei Yang said: "Come from Turpan."

The elder suddenly looked unhappy and said coldly: "Oh, it's Ma Heima's man."

Wei Yang chuckled and said, "I am a life-and-death enemy!"

The elder looked happy, but he didn't believe it, and he said vigilantly: "How to prove it?"

Wei Yang said: "Is it true that there is a horse Heima's arm, a head of a hundred people under his command, and a father-in-law Huo'er's life? Is this proof?"

The elder was shocked and immediately dragged Wei Yang through the streets and alleys. In fact, there were only hundreds of yellow mud houses.

I went to a desolate and remote courtyard for a moment, and looked at it without any atmosphere in the Central Plains.

But on the windowsill, there is a pair of yellow clay plates, and there are two or three children on the threshold, all of which are only the age of the total corner.

The elder covered the door and said in surprise: "Is it not Hami Wei Xiaolang?"

Wei Yang laughed and said, "Has my reputation spread here?"

"That's it," the elder said in surprise, "It's really Wei Xiaolang? How good is the emperor of the Han family? When is the year now?"

This surprised Wei Yang.

He saw many men on the city wall talking nonsense, and was used to seeing young Han people who were thieves, but he had never seen such a white-haired old man. When he saw young Han people, he asked the emperor what he was like.

This is truly respectable.

Wei Yang was not very relieved. He hung his sword on the left, pinched his cuffs, and then adjusted his clothes, tidied up his temples, tied his long hair with his shoulders and tied his hair into a bun, took three steps back, and greeted him with a long bow, saying, "The elders asked, now the Central Plains is the Emperor Chengzhi in the current dynasty, and the year is the thirty-two year of Chengzhi, and the calendar of Emperor Taizong Yongle is still used."

This is an extremely important thing.

Wei Yang originally didn't know that in Hami, he realized how important the "alman calendar" was. This is an important basis for the rules of the Celestial Empire to be practiced all over the world, and it is also a powerful proof of the radiation range of Chinese civilization.

If the Central Plains dynasty is powerful, the law of the Celestial Empire will be practiced in all the world.

This annual calendar is also the annual calendar of the Celestial Dynasty. If anyone does not follow the annual calendar of the Celestial Dynasty, according to the rules of Emperor Yongle of Taizong, it is necessary to send troops to destroy a country, men become slaves, and women do not teach the Fangsi.

The old man calculated his fingers and suddenly shed tears and said, "The old man was the 22nd year of Emperor Taizong Yongle. He was plundered by the Tartars abroad. He was only five or six years old. Unexpectedly, it has been nearly eighty years since then," and then excitedly said, "Will the Heavenly Dynasty regain the Northern Court?"

Wei Yang felt compassionate, but he also admired his feelings. He never forgot his ancestors for eighty years, but was still in the enemy country.

Such a person...

"He shouldn't be disappointed." Wei Yang then said, "Yes, King Zhongshun has prepared 100,000 elite troops, intending to recover Turpan first and then take Yilibali. I am the whistleman."

The old man said happily, "So that's it," and smiled and said, "The little official does not need to hide it. I know that Hami Wei Xiaolang, captured the leader of the Tartars and killed the arm of the horse Heima. Our Han people in the Northern Court dared not be happy, and they were very happy." Then he said, "It's probably not enough to just 100,000 elite soldiers. Mansuer conquered the northern part of Yerkang and added tens of thousands of cavalry. Although he plundered all the wealth of the Northern Court and tried to set up a city of Khan in some Hebei, you also saw that there were more and more Tartars in the Northern Court. If you want to attack here, I'm afraid that the Oirat Tatars will come to help the Tartars, and they must ask them to encircle them carefully."

Then he put down his cane, tidy up his clothes, and met with the Chinese etiquette neatly. He said happily: "You have come here to see the king," and reminded him, "You must return as soon as possible and give us the military information here in detail."

But he also said, "You just don't have to worry too much. In Beiting City, there are tens of thousands of Han families and nearby villages, you can also contact the men who counted money. We are not afraid of death, but we are afraid that the Heavenly Kingdom will forget us."

Wei Yang suddenly felt a fever in his heart and immediately said, "I can't forget that we have to rebuild Beiting and then turn to Beiting Protectorate. I will explain this matter in detail in front of the prince."

But he also reminded: "This matter must not be made public. You have endured humiliation and burdened for more than 70 years. You must not see the first ray of purple clouds rising from the east sky before our heavenly soldiers arrive."

Just as he was talking about this, two young men walked out of the door, and they met on the same week.

The old man said, "This is the grandson of the old man. I dare not have any bad names. Their Chinese family names are Han Que and Han Li. They are Han Da Han and Han two."

Wei Yang bowed again and praised: "The two heroes are polite."

Han Que said: "Since we are the famous Wei Xiaolang, we dare to ask for the entrusting matter." Then he led Wei Yang into the house. There were three or five people, an old man sitting on the fur, about fifty or sixty years old, and a slight old woman, who was about the same age as him.

There were three young women below, two of whom were covered in wind and sand, and they were originally Chagatai women, while another woman, who was combed in the Central Plains women's hairstyle and had a handful of wool on her legs. She was weaving.

Wei Yang saluted the elder first. The old man struggled to sit up, looked at Wei Yang in surprise, and then knelt down on the ground with his hands upwards, and bowed straight down with his forehead tentacles.

Wei Yang also rewarded him with the same etiquette. When he got up, he saw Han Que and Han Li, behind the old man, and he also admired him.

"He is the only son of an old man, that is his wife, and these two are granddaughters." Mr. Han sat on the right and invited Wei Yang to sit down, and said with a smile, "Although they are miserable people, their family and country have nothing to do with them. They are just poor women in Chagatai."

"Then it must be, let alone when I enter China, I am my son-in-law of the Han family, and I am a member of the Han family. Besides, the ancestors of the Zhongshun king were also men of the Meng." Wei Yang said, "I would like to ask the elders to sit down, and I will accompany you."

Mr. Han just refused, but Wei Yang really refused, so he had to take off his boots at the door and sit on the upper head after accusing him. He knew a lot of etiquette and saw that there were no tables and chairs in the house, so he knelt down and waited for him.

The young man's wife came to pay a visit again. Her smile was both real and confused, both happy and fearful.

Wei Yang knew their panic, so he said in Chaga Taiwanese: "Don't be afraid. In Chagatai, you are poor women, and your family and country hatred have nothing to do with you. You are also exploited miserables. When you join the heavens, you can work freely, farm freely, take care of your husband and children, raise horses and chop firewood. Today's suffering will never happen again."

Han family was shocked and said, "How could a little official speak Tartars?"

"I have been walking in Turpan for two years, and I should learn their language to kill the enemy." Wei Yang waved his hand, "This matter is a long story, but it is because the Tatars are too mean. If I kill the people in my village, I will take their blood to revenge, take their heads a hundred times, and pay tribute to the people in my village."

Mr. Han sighed: "As a person from the two villages, Wei Xiaolang has been famous for his past two years. Since this is the case, we will feel at ease. My son, you should report it well. The day when we pay homage to our ancestors' tombs is not far away!"
Chapter completed!