"Don't worry, I've settled them down." Tursun said proudly, but a cunning look flashed in his eyes, because Lin Junhong's words just confirmed his guess.

Tursun just said that he was going to fight, but he didn't say where he was going to fight. However, Lin Junhong asked him why he didn't go home to protect his family. Obviously, he was going to fight, and the battlefield was in Yarkand.

"How did you settle down your family? I heard that Yerkang is in chaos now." Lin Junhong was young and did not notice that he had leaked the secret, but was very interested.

Tursun said proudly: "Actually, when Abudulla Khan left the Khanate for a pilgrimage last year, I knew there would be war, so I moved my family from Yerkang and placed them in Zhuoba, Ahabayi and other places in Khotan, and gave the local leaders a lot of money, so they would not be harmed by the war."

Lin Junhong has done his homework on the geography of the Yarkand Khanate. He knew about Khotan, but he had never heard of Zhuoba and Ahabayita. It should be just the name of a small village, but he also understood the meaning of Tursun. Tursun placed his family in the southwest of Yarkand, which is an oasis area located on the northern foot of Kunlun Mountain, close to the desert. Although there is an oasis, it is not a large population and there is no decent city. It is described as the most

It is appropriate, generally speaking, there will be no army going there to conquer. All the chaos in the history of the Yarkand Khanate occurred in several cities such as Yarkand and Kashgar in the center of the empire. After the victory or defeat is not decided here, envoys will be sent to Khotan. The people there will be loyal and pay tribute. During the war, at most people will go there to collect tribute taxes. As long as Turson pays the fees for the local lord, those people will naturally let their families live in the territory and get their needs.

"You are such a visionary person." Lin Junhong praised.

Tursun smiled, poured Lin Junhong a cup of tea, and said sincerely: "If there is really a war, please help me ask Lord Wei, if there is a place I can serve. I am very familiar with any corner of the Yarkand Khanate. I can be a guide, provide livestock and food. If the empire needs military expenses, I can also contribute a part. If it is a loan, I can raise funds for the empire among the same clan."

Lin Junhong was still worried about how to convince Tuerxun to work for him, so he posted it on his own. Lin Junhong just didn't understand. Tuerxun is so rich and not young anymore, so why do you have to do such adventures? When Lin Junhong asked this question, the fat face came to Lin Junhong.

"Do you know how old I am?" Tursun asked.

Lin Junhong saw the white beard and wrinkles on his fat face, but remembered that people with Fengshuang would look older than ordinary people, so he lowered his ideal age and said, "About forty-five years old."

"You guessed it is true. I am forty-six years old. In the business group, I should have found a place to settle down. But do you know that I have nine wives. In the past thirty years, they have twenty-seven children for me, and the children have children. Now I have twelve sons, four unmarried daughters, and more than fifty grandchildren. My unlucky brother who was killed by Babaiboke left me with five children to take care of, so I have to continue to manage and seize any opportunity." Tursun's face was sincere. When talking about his descendants, he was sometimes proud, but more troubled.

"This is indeed a problem, but Mr. Tursun, you have enough money, and it is very dangerous to help the army of the empire. Aren't you afraid of failure?" Lin Junhong asked in confusion.

Tursun sighed: "Your Excellency, I am a Yarkand merchant, which means that my children cannot settle in the empire. In the Yarkand Khanate, no matter how much money I have, it is just cattle and sheep. The more fat the cattle and sheep, the more likely it is to get a butcher knife. I do have enough money. I help the empire not for money, but for protecting the money I have. What I need is not money, but power and treatment."

Speaking of this, Tursun sighed: "Actually, I envy your businessmen, especially those after the establishment of the empire. When they have money, they can let their children go to school and become officials. When they encounter problems, they can find government officials. There is even an official called parliamentarian in Shaanxi. Merchants can do it, not only protect themselves, but also supervise officials. But we Yarkand merchants can only wag their tails and beg for mercy from religious leaders and lords. As they survive, they grow and perish, their destiny is not in our hands. The money in our hands will only make life better, but they cannot change their destiny.

The reason I tell you that Lord Wei is a good person is because of a story. Two years ago, Babaiboke invaded the Hexi Corridor, and Chief Wei led his troops to repel him. During this period, some Yarkanders served the imperial army, spyed on intelligence, passed on messages, and served as guides. Some died at the hands of Babaiboke, and some survived. Whether they were dead or alive, they were taken care of by Lord Wei, and their families were settled in the farm outside the city. Some even made great contributions and were awarded official positions, becoming the lord of the flag lord of the Xining Appeasement Zone.

And I, Tursun, is forty-six years old. If there is such a chance, why not catch it? If I die, my family can safely enjoy the wealth I left to them in Gansu. If I live, I can also gain the power to protect my property and family. I have enjoyed everything I can enjoy. Instead of dying in bed, it is better to make a future for my future generations."

"You are such a great father. I have helped you with this, but Mr. Tursun, I want to remind you that it is very dangerous to ask me for help." Lin Junhong said.

"What does it mean?" Tursun asked.

Lin Junhong said: "If I ask Wei Yunfeng, he will not arrange any simple tasks for you as a guide."

Tursun said: "So what? It's the same as buying and selling. The more you invest, the more you earn. In fact, it's better than doing business. My capital is only my life. No matter how you use it, you will make sure to make a profit."

Aksu City, Burke House.

For Sima Yiboke, time was no longer as difficult as in the past half month. In half a month, he might not have fallen asleep for ten hours. Apart from patrolling the city defense and motivating the defenders, he could only pray devoutly to the great Lord in the worship room. In half a month, his hair turned white and his once proud beard was dry like a mess.

Outside the city was the army brought by Apak, with tens of thousands of people, as well as artillery and thousands of cavalry from Junggar. Every cannon outside the city would make Sima Yi's heart beat less. He knew that the city wall might collapse at any time, and that was the end of the day. At this moment, he regretted it. Why did Abdulla agree to extend the date of war and even more regret granting him full authority to deal with the relationship with the empire? But at that time, Sima Yi didn't know that Apak would use war to resolve internal conflicts.

"Burke, Burke, the rebels have withdrawn, the rebels have withdrawn!"

In the worship room, Sima Yi, who was praying devoutly, was awakened by the screams. He wanted to rush out and kill the idiot who dared to disturb him on the week, but when he heard the news of the rebels withdrawing troops, he was only left with gratitude, glad that he was still alive, so he cried.

Sima Yi cleaned up his mood, wiped away his tears, and acted as if everything was in control. He walked out of the room and saw the excited general in the hall and asked, "Is that right? I know that Lord Zhen will bless us!"

"Why did they withdraw their troops? Did the army of the Celestial Empire come? Abdulla and Zhuo are really great saints. They brought strong aid at the most dangerous time..." Sima Yiboke asked.

The general said: "No, there were no reinforcements, the rebels retreated by themselves. My people captured several rebels. It is said that someone in Yarkand City opposed the rule of Bales and launched a new rebellion. The garrison of Junggar not only did not help stabilize the situation, but took the opportunity to loot inside and outside the city."

"So that's the case, it's really good news." Sima Yi said gladly.

Sima Yiboke was about to put on his armor and was about to pursue him. The servant walked in, carrying a stick wrapped in cotton cloth in his hand, and said, "Master, a merchant came in from outside the city. He said that his name was Tursun Meldan, and he was your friend. He hoped to get your summons. He also asked me to hand over this thing to you, saying that you would definitely meet him after seeing it."

Sima Yiboke thought about the name, and a fat face flashed through his head. He nodded slightly, took the thing, tore off the cotton cloth on it, revealing a straight-long metal tube. The falling parts were iron parts in the shape of a bird's beak. Sima Yihan immediately recognized that this was the barrel and trigger assembly of the mesh rope gun. With these two things, you only need to find a carpenter to make a butt stock to assemble a mesh rope gun.

"Let Tursun come in. You go out and gather the cavalry first. After I hear the news from the merchant, I will set off immediately." Sima Yiboke ordered the subordinates.

Tursun walked into Burke's mansion with his chest raised his chest and raised his head. The last time he came here was two years ago, and he redeemed his cargo team and son with goods and gems worth 2,000 taels of silver. That time he was as humble as a dog. This time he could lift his chest up and look at Sima Yiboke, because now he represents the general of the empire.

"There are three hundred accessories in the caravan outside my city. I'm sorry, Lord Wei asked me to give you three hundred mechaser guns, but in order to avoid cross-checking, I could only remove the butt stock and stuff the barrel into the bamboo rack." Tursun told Sima Yiboke in one sentence, I was the messenger of the empire.

Sima Yi dared not look down on him, so he could only let Tursun sit down and serve tea. Tursun said, "Mr. Burke, I will give you a free message. An army of more than a thousand people is hidden in the Iron Stone Gorge in the desert south. I don't know that it belongs to Babaiboke, Apakhezhuo or the Junggars, but I believe that if you take away the army in the city, they will rush out to occupy the city."

"Take it seriously?" Sima Yiboke stood up.

Tursun smiled slightly and did not answer. Sima Yi immediately asked his men to search, but he had already believed it. What are the benefits of Tursun lying to him at this time?

"Cibo, please bring you any good news?" Sima Yiboke asked.

Tuerxun took out a letter from his arms. Sima Yi quickly opened it and found that there was nothing written on it. There was only one seal, which belonged to Wei Yunfeng. This seal and three hundred mesh rope guns were enough to prove Tuerxun's identity. Everything was in Tuerxun's head, which was safer.

After drinking a few sips of tea, Tuerxun spoke out words of Wei Yunfeng's entrusted. Sima Yiboke became more and more frightened as he listened, trying his best not to show too much excitement, but in the end he couldn't help but sweep the table full of tea sets to the ground.

"Are you saying that Abdulla and Zhuo are operating to start war next year?" Sima Yi couldn't believe this.

Tursun hit the tea splashed on his body and said, "It's not accurate, because Abdulla and Zhuo said that this is what you mean, and he can make any decisions for you. Also, the adults of the Celestial Empire want to know, do you know that Abdulla is going to carry out religious activities in the empire?"

"I don't know!" Sima Yi shouted loudly and explained repeatedly. What Sima Yi regrets most at this moment is that she trusts Abdulla too much!

In fact, after Apak and Zhuo rebelled in Yarkand, Sima Yi's plan was to take risks. He first used Abdulla and Zhuo to integrate the power of the Montenegro Sect to reconcile with the Junggar and find an opportunity to replace it. It was Abdulla's proposal to ask for troops from the empire. Seeing that the saints were willing to take the risk to the empire, Sima Yi naturally agreed, but Abdulla brought good news. The empire was willing to send troops and left behind his daughter. Although he did not enter the palace, he was raised by the empress and married the prince in the future (Abdulla's hint).

At this time, Sima Yi had completely trusted Abdulla and entrusted him to negotiate everything. At that time, Sima Yi didn't know that Apark would come to attack. Even so, Sima Yi hoped that the empire would send troops as soon as possible. However, according to Abdulla, the empire also needed time and would likely send troops next year, so Sima Yi believed it. As for the matter of raising funds and preaching, Abdulla did not say anything at all.

"I have a letter that specifically talks about my thoughts, and sent an envoy when the Apark thief came to attack. Could it be..." Sima Yi said as he stopped. The letter was in Abdulla's hands. The envoy was also asked to find He Zhuo first and ask him to help him plead for mercy. If Abdulla deliberately concealed it, it would be impossible for the imperial officials to know about it.

"Damn..., damn, damn, he lied to me." Sima Yi waved his fists and yelled, but even though he was furious, he did not dare to insult a saint.

"Mr. Burke, please be quiet. We should discuss what to do now, instead of blaming someone who wants to mess with you and the Celestial Empire, right?" Tursun reminded.
Chapter completed!