Xiangsheng prosperous

Chapter 50 Depressed Missing
In November 629, the mighty Eastern Turkic cavalry, led by generals Yaerjin and Ashinasheer, harassed the border city-states of the Tang Dynasty in Hexi, Suzhou and other places in an attempt to plunder the Tang Dynasty. The border residents came to make up for the losses caused to Turks by the frost and drought in the past three years.

However, they underestimated the determination and bloodiness of the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty to defend the country and the people.Guard Zhang Shigui led his troops to a fierce battle with the East Turks and repelled the Turkic cavalry.Zhang Baoxiang, the deputy chief of the army, ordered the people outside the city to move all the livestock, cattle and sheep into the city, saving the property and lives of the people.In the end, the East Turkic Army returned without success, and could only leave angrily.But it was precisely because of this frustrated Turkic battle that the Tang Dynasty officially opened the prelude to the battle against Turkic hegemony.

"Your Majesty! I request an order! Go to the Eastern Turks!"

Zhang Jin, dressed in court uniform of a military officer, knelt in front of the emperor sitting on the throne of the Tai Chi Hall.His voice was firm, his tone was sonorous and powerful, and his expression was stern, as if he had been prepared long ago.

"I have heard about the Turkic army attacking us in Hexi and Suzhou. The Turkic people are simply deceiving people too much."

A majestic and calm man's voice came from behind the imperial case. He was wearing a bright yellow robe and a crown on his head. His eyes revealed wisdom and deepness.This person is the current emperor of the Tang Dynasty: Tang Emperor Li Shimin.

"It is my decree that Li Jing, Minister of the Ministry of War, will be the general manager of the Dingxiang Road, Zhang Jin will be the deputy general manager, and lead the Chinese army to attack the Turks; Chai Shao is the general manager of the Jinhe Road March..."

"Long live the Holy Spirit, long live, long live..."

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On the last night before the expedition, Wen Weixing was still at the Wenfu stable, combing Baixue's soft hair.His hand brushed its fur lightly, his movements were so gentle, as if he was stroking his beloved.

"Mo'er..."

Wen Weixing murmured, his eyes turned red unknowingly.

He raised his head and looked into the distance, the sky was already bright, but the air was still unbearably cold.The last night he stayed in Chang'an City seemed destined to be a sleepless night.

"Sanlang, you should sleep for a while. You have to march tomorrow..."

The little servant Chang Yong stood beside him, seeing that he had no intention of resting at all, he couldn't help but persuade him a few words.

"I'm fine. I said goodbye to my parents and elder brother last night. I won't bother them this morning. I'll go back to the camp later."

Wen Weixing touched Bai Xue, shook his head and said.

"Chang Yong, after I leave, you must help me with one thing." He paused, then continued.

Chang Yong nodded quickly: "Sir, please tell me! Your entrusted slave will definitely follow through."

"After I leave, you have to come and take care of Baixue yourself every day. You have to take care of its feeding and grooming yourself, and don't leave it to others. Help me take good care of it until I come back. What if..." Wen Weixing's voice sank. "If I don't come back, entrust it to He Xin."

"Lang Jun..." Chang Yong's complexion changed drastically, he fell to his knees with a plop, lowered his head and said in a trembling voice.

Wen Weixing smiled and patted his shoulder with his hand.

"Well, get up. I'm going."

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In the early morning, the sky was gray, like a thick curtain covering the entire Chang'an City, making people feel heavy and depressing.

Tens of thousands of strong soldiers of the Tang Dynasty lined up in hundreds of square formations, and moved slowly towards the northwest of Chang'an City with neat steps.They wore silver-patterned bright armor with a black background, armed with knives, spears, and antler boots, and the tassels on the top of their helmets fluttered in the wind.

The send-off team stretched for several miles, and many people hugged each other, cried and prayed.The families of the officers and soldiers watched those gradually disappearing figures, and refused to leave for a long time.

It was impossible for Qiu Mo not to hear the sky-shattering sound of the army marching out.Since the day they broke up, she hadn't seen Wen Weixing again, and even today, she didn't go to see him off.She thought, she has no position to see him off.

Qiu Mo deliberately avoided knowing any news about Wen Weixing, she didn't want to pretend that this war was the reason for his breakup with her.In other words, if he thinks that they are together, and Qiu Mo is not even mentally prepared for this, it can only mean that he actually doesn't understand her.

Now that you have decided, don't regret it.

Qiu Mo forced herself to lock this relationship in the deepest drawer in her heart.She still has a lot to do and a lot of people to juggle.Her life is not only love, this is the basic quality she possessed as an adult woman in the modern society.

Time flies, autumn goes to spring, and the winter of 629 is long but short.In a blink of an eye, it was the first month of 630.One after another, the victory reports from the front line of the battle between the Tang Dynasty and the Turks came back to Chang'an. The most eye-catching one was that the [-] light cavalry led by General Li Jing captured Xiangcheng, the strategic city of the Turks under the cover of night. Forcing Jieli Khan to flee Qikou.This battle was won with less, and the morale of the Turks was severely damaged. A large number of Eastern Turkic generals led their troops to surrender to the Tang army where Li Jing was.

"Good news! Good news! Great victory in Xiangcheng!!" In front of the notice board on the streets of West Market, a thin, bearded man pointed at the notice board of the imperial court, shouting loudly to the surrounding crowd over and over again.

On the bulletin board is the good news from the front that was posted just now.

"Haha, we won! We defeated the Turks!!!"

The people around cheered, and even Shuanghan also became excited.

"San Niang, Datang has won, did you hear that?"

She pulled the arm of Qiu Mo, who was picking handicrafts beside her, and said.

"Yeah." Qiu Mo turned her head and smiled at her, then continued to fiddle with the things in her hands intently, as if what she heard was just a very normal thing.

She already knew that Datang would win.What others don't know is that from then on, the Tang Dynasty will enter a period of rapid development.In the hands of Emperor Tang Li Shimin and his successors, realize the real kingdom of heaven.

As for her, she needs to focus more on her own specialty of making incense. With this shareholder style, she can truly gain a foothold in this era and realize her goals and dreams.

With Datang's overwhelming victory in the northern duel, the Silk Road connecting Datang and the Western Regions has become more and more smooth.More spices and handicrafts from the Western Regions flowed into Chang'an City. For example, the crystal glass bottle that Qiu Mo is looking at now is a handmade product introduced from Persia to Datang.

The narrow, puffy little bottle would be a perfect vessel for her new product: Persian Tulip Oil.I don't know the price. If you buy in bulk, can you negotiate a wholesale price with the boss...

Shuang Han looked at the girl next to her who was already in deep thought, and couldn't help shaking her head secretly.

It will be five months since Qiu Mo and Wen Sanlang broke up.

She couldn't help thinking that after Qiu Mo's mother passed away, it took Qiu Mo almost half a year to get herself back together.Like a female warrior, she made it all the way to where she is today, and has become the behind-the-scenes owner of the most famous incense shop in Chang'an City - "Pengyun Fragrance Shop".

In fact, Shuanghan is still not sure whether Wen Weixing has left traces in Qiu Mo's heart.

In the past few months, Qiu Mo's life and rest have been very normal.Treating people and dealing with various affairs are also easy and orderly.

Only on occasional snowy nights, Shuanghan accidentally saw her standing in front of the window sill, opening the window regardless of the cold wind, silently watching the snow falling outside the window.

At that time, Qiu Mo seemed like a fragile bubble, as if it would burst and dissipate in the north wind with just a slight poke.

At that time, she would think again, San Niangzi probably hasn't let go yet.

In the end, Qiu Mo decided to buy a few colored glass bottles and make a sample first at home.When the samples are ready, show them to He Shu and He Xin. If there is no problem, let them come forward to bargain with the Persian merchants.She motioned for Shuanghan to pay and pack the goods, and then the two went out and got in the Qiu family's car, ready to return to Qiu's house.

Shuang Han asked Yu Fu to help, and loaded a box of glazed bottles into the carriage, while Qiu Mo waited for them by the window, looking out the window idly.

"San Niang, are you going to use these glass bottles to hold sesame oil?" Shuang Han couldn't help asking.

"Well, Uncle He just bought some Persian turmeric, which can be used as a hair care oil." Qiu Mo nodded, "He may have plans to go to Silla himself."

"Xilla?!" Shuanghan exclaimed.

"Yes, that is the Silla Kingdom." Qiu Mo smiled.

"Is that lady..." Shuang Han quickly covered her mouth when she heard Yu Fu's voice getting into the driver's seat.After the car started slowly, she quietly leaned into Qiu Mo's ear and said, "Do you want to tell Uncle He about the maidservant in Silla?"

Qiu Mo didn't speak, but turned to look at her, and nodded slightly.

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(End of this chapter)