Chapter 14: Tang People’s Things Are Good

Lao Yangpi came to a tall rammed earth gatehouse and did not move. Yun Chu also heard a fierce sound of hand drums and bells.

A dancer with a graceful figure but dark skin was dancing happily. When Western dancers showed their dancing charm, they usually did not wear clothes. At most, they would tie some cloth between their legs. The more extravagant ones would tie some silk and tie these cloth or silk into flowers or butterflies.

The more extravagant ones would use thin white gauze and gauze of various colors to make streamers, tie them through the armpits and hang them from the back. In this way, once they start to twist, the streamers will fly up to form a visual obstruction, making people feel that they seem to be wearing clothes, but also seem to be not wearing clothes, which is very fascinating.

Yun Chu remembered that the flying fairies in the Dunhuang murals looked like this, but most of the flying fairies in Dunhuang could not be distinguished between men and women, unlike the dark flying fairies in front of him.

"Is this elegance?" Yun Chu asked Lao Yangpi after watching the dancer lift one leg and jump around on it.

"Dancers in Chang'an shouldn't be like this. I heard from Xuanzang that Tang women are polite." Lao Yangpi said with a smile.

Yun Chu felt a little ashamed. He always felt that the Tang people at that time were not as good as Lao Yangpi said.

After climbing up the broken earth wall of Qiuci City, he immediately saw a new city outside the city wall. There were dense flags fluttering on the city. One of the flags with black edges and red faces was the most conspicuous, with a big Tang character written on it.

There was a constant flow of people in Qiuci City, but the military camp outside the city was so quiet that not even a rabbit could be seen.

It was not until Yun Chu saw a few words written in various languages ​​on a dilapidated wooden board - those who approach the military camp will die, that he truly felt the majesty of the Tang people.

These red words that looked like they were dripping with blood were far more intimidating than the skulls that the Huihe people had inserted around the camp.

Old Sheepskin was also looking at the Tang army camp. After a while, he said to Yun Chu with regret: "You should become a Tang person."

Yun Chu gritted his teeth and said: "I am a Tang person myself."

Old Sheepskin looked into Yun Chu's eyes and said: "That's good. You'd better say the same thing when you are caught by the Tang people."

After walking for most of the day today, Old Sheepskin seemed very tired. He casually wrapped himself in a fur coat and fell on the rammed earth wall, slightly closing his eyes.

"Three years ago, the Tang general Ashina She'er killed the King of Yanqi, Anazhi, and broke into the city of Duohe in Qiuci, and captured its King Bu Shibi. Since then, Qiuci City has never passed the city gate again."

Old Sheepskin seemed to be lost in memories again, and he touched the wall under him affectionately with his wrinkled hands.

"Why didn't they station troops in the city, but rebuild the city on the edge?"

Old Sheepskin smiled and said, "The city of Qiuci at that time was no longer suitable for garrisoning troops."

Yun Chu nodded. Cities that were breached by the Tang army generally did not have a good end. After the city was breached, it was almost a habit for them to be massacred.

There were too many deaths in the city, so of course it was not suitable for garrisoning troops. They were worried about the outbreak of plague or something.

"King Bushipi of Kucha is a fool. When the Tang army came, if he surrendered immediately, although he would lose a lot of money and food, the people in the city could still save their lives.

If he didn't want to surrender, he should immediately contact King Anazhi of Yanqi to resist the Tang army together. Even if he failed, he could be called a hero by the people of the Western Regions.

He chose the worst way. He only thought of resisting after King Yanqi was killed, and chose to surrender when he was halfway through the resistance... There were casualties when the Tang army attacked the city. At this time, what else could he do if he didn't massacre the city?

Yunchu, do you know how stupid the people in the Western Regions are now?"

At this time, a dark cloud happened to cover the sun, and the cool breeze blew over the city wall, making people feel cold all over.

At the same time, the story told by Lao Yangpi was not pleasant. After all, three years ago, almost all the people in this city died, and now people walking around in the city didn't know where they came from.

The Western Regions have never had a moment of peace. There are always wars here, and there are always endless wars.

People in the Western Regions die when giving birth, and one or two are often taken away by wolves when grazing. Some will starve to death when there is nothing to eat, and some will die of diseases and accidents... In addition, those who died in wars and fights seem to never die completely. There are always people emerging from the corners and re-forming tribes and kingdoms one after another.

This makes people have to admire the tenacity of life.

Yun Chu has a deep understanding of this. The Sai tribe he belongs to has also experienced a life of displacement, war and oppression in the past thirteen years, but the total population of the tribe does not seem to have decreased significantly. Two hundred accounts have always been two hundred accounts, without increase or decrease.

The wind made people feel comfortable, and Yun Chu opened his eyes, and then he saw the clear eyes of Lao Yangpi looking at him intently.

These eyes reminded Yun Chu of the eyes he saw on the side of the mountain road of Mount Emei a long time ago. The pupils were slightly yellow, the eyelids were blue, and the rest of the place was left blank like a painting.

Such clear eyes should only be found on babies, but unfortunately, the monkeys in Mount Emei and Old Sheepskin also have such eyes, which immediately alerted Yunchu.

The monkeys in Mount Emei will look at you with such eyes, and then snatch your food, water, and anything else they want.

I guess Old Sheepskin should be like this too.

Yun Chu had always thought that Old Sheepskin should be a rare wise man among the Hu people. Now, he only felt that this guy looked like a monkey from Mount Emei, his voice was like a monkey from Mount Emei, and his eyes were even more like a monkey from Mount Emei... Overall, this old guy was a monkey from Mount Emei.

"The Sui people have lost their dynasty. If I mix with the Sui people now, is it possible for me to become a Tang person?" Yun Chu asked.

Old Sheepskin shrank his body. Even in June, as long as there was no sun, he would still feel cold.

"The Sui people's identity is just a stepping stone for you. If you don't become a Sui person, there is no possibility of becoming a Tang person."

"The Tang people and the Sui people are mortal enemies."

"The Sui people and the Tang people are of the same lineage, just like two fruits growing on the same tree. Sooner or later, they will forget their hatred for each other and merge into one."

"Is there no better way? I always feel that being a Sui person is not good for my future."

"Don't worry, it will be smoothed out."

"No, since I will live in the Tang Dynasty in the future, I think I should not be contaminated with any identity that I shouldn't be contaminated with from the beginning."

"Xuanzang was born in the corrupt Sui Dynasty. Although it was corrupt, it was also a brilliant and splendid dynasty, and it was also a time when Buddhism flourished.

Why do you resist the Sui Dynasty so much?

I heard that there were peerless generals, outstanding Confucian scholars, endless singing and dancing, and white flowers that never faded in all seasons."

After listening to Lao Yangpi's praise of the Sui Dynasty, Yun Chu tried hard to control his mind. At this time, he dared not show his eyes looking at an idiot.

Anyway, Lao Yangpi's understanding of the Central Plains came from Xuanzang, which led to his very one-sided understanding of the Central Plains.

Emperor Yang of Sui was a romantic monarch and a majestic king. He could kill his opponents with just one order. He liked to build one warship after another to fight against his enemies.

He also liked to let many women pull his dragon boats on the canal with their upper bodies naked. He also liked to plant countless magnolias in Yangzhou and dig a Grand Canal on the land of China specifically for him to appreciate magnolias.

From the perspective of people like Lao Yangpi, such an emperor is really good, living a comfortable, free and happy life.

This is actually the highest ideal of the Hu people's heroes. As for the background behind these things, they don't consider it, or they don't care.

A hero should do something that only heroes need to do, even if he is beheaded in the end, it is worth it.

These people just like to do things that make them happy for a while. Anyway, I don't care what happens after I die.

"If you want to be a Tang person, you have to be a pure Tang person, a Tang person who can stand the scrutiny of others. The Tang Dynasty has been established for 25 years, and I am only 13 years old. At this time, you say that I am a remnant of the Sui Dynasty, which means I have a rebellious heart."

Old Sheepskin stared at Yun Chu for a while, threw out a small bag of gold sand to him, and waved his hand and said, "Since you are so confident, then do it."

Yun Chu reached out and caught the gold sand, weighed it in his hand, and there should be seven or eight taels of gold sand in the bag.

"How can I repay your efforts?"

If you take someone's investment, you must be prepared to return it. Yun Chu knows this.

"If you can integrate into the Tang people quickly enough, take me to Chang'an as a servant. If you can't integrate into the Tang people quickly, take my ashes to Chang'an and personally deliver them to Xuanzang."

Yun Chu nodded and said, "Okay, we have a deal."

At this moment, a thin black line suddenly appeared at the end of the earth. Thinking of their current performance like spies, Yun Chu leaned towards Lao Yangpi and said, "Are we going to deal with the Tang army?"

Lao Yangpi shook his head and said, "We are marmots in the Gobi Desert. It's best to live underground and not stay on the ground for a long time, otherwise the eagle will kill the marmot."

After that, he wiped the dust off Yun Chu's robe and said, "Tang people's clothes should not have dust."

The black line became thicker and thicker, and then the earth shook, and a desolate horn sounded from the military camp.

Lao Yangpi turned around and walked towards Qiuci City without saying a word.

When the two ran back to Qiuci City, looking through the empty city gate, the thin black line had turned into a black wave.

"The Huihe people always say that they can fly and fly on horseback, and they are as light as falcons. They don't even have the strength to fight against the cavalry of the Tang people. Only a hundred people can chase tens of thousands of Huihe cavalry running all over the mountains and plains. It must be said that the fighting power of the Tang people is really very strong."

The words of Lao Yangpi rang in Yunchu's ears, but Yunchu's attention was all on these cavalry, causing Lao Yangpi's words praising the Tang army to be like a voice-over.

The tide-like cavalry team rolled over from a distance. After being an arrow's distance from the military camp, this cavalry of 3,000 cavalry quickly turned into dozens of teams. After the drums on the military camp sounded, the cavalry teams filed in one after another. In the time it took to eat, the Gobi Desert became quiet again.