The Korean envoy and his group returned to the tent. After all, Gai Jiaojiao was a woman. She couldn't bear the Turks' eyes, and she was so angry that she finally got angry, "Go back! Don't embarrass her eyes here."

Yizhi Wende had a gloomy face and said nothing. Gai Suwen waved his hand and told his sister not to speak. Gai Jiaojiao glanced at Yizhi Wende coldly and stopped talking.

"State Secretary Yizhi, what should we do?" Gaisuwen asked.

Yizhi Wende sighed, "What I worry most now is that the Turks betray us and hand us over to the Sui Dynasty, things will be in trouble."

"Shangshu said, will the Sui Dynasty attack us?"

Yizhi Wende shook his head, "It's hard to say, after all, the Sui Dynasty has calmed down Tuyuhun. If we have any more handles to be caught by the Sui Dynasty, he will definitely attack us."

Yizhi Wende glanced at the Turkic guards outside the tent and whispered to Gai Suwen: "Ling Mei said it is right. We must leave. Taking advantage of the opportunity when the Turkic Khan went to see the Emperor of Sui tomorrow morning, we must leave the Turkic camp. We must not let the Turks hand us over to the Sui Dynasty."

"But a Turkic army of 100,000 people, and we are all in the camp, how can we escape?" Gaisuwen said worriedly.

"If you can't escape, you will die!"

Yizhi Wende finally got a little angry. He glared at the Yuan brothers and sisters, "If you don't want to leave, then I will leave alone. If I die, I will be loyal to the king!"

Gassuwen nodded and gritted her teeth and said, "Okay! We'll break out tomorrow morning."

Shibi Khan Duji returned to the tent and ordered people to call Alatu, the commander of the ten thousand men in charge of the internal camp defense. Alatu, the Turkic archer who had been archers with Yang Yuanqing and Gasuwen in front of the Golden Palace. He was loyal to Shibi Khan and had been promoted to the commander of Wanma, and was deeply trusted by Shibi Khan.

Alatu knelt down on one knee and saluted, "Alatu meets Khan!"

"I will go to see the Emperor of Sui tomorrow morning. You must strengthen the defense of the garrison, especially keep an eye on the Goryeo envoys and not allow them to run away."

"Abide by the order!"

Duji smiled, "This Goryeo Guard Officer heard that their number one archer was the one who was indifferent to you when he was competing with arrows in Chang'an?"

Alatu nodded, "I have seen him today as this person."

"Then you have to keep them a close eye. Escape is your shame!"

"I won't let him humiliate me again!"

Alatu bowed and stepped down. Duji thought to meet the Emperor of Sui tomorrow. A unique smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. A Han woman with a white dress as snow appeared in his mind. He once called her mother and he longed to conquer her, not only to conquer her body, but also to conquer her heart.

Duji turned around and walked towards another big tent a hundred steps away. This big tent was unique, surrounded by a circle of huge wooden fences, about 100 feet high, each fence was the size of a bowl, and the gap between the fences was as wide as an arm. Feigwenxue...

This is a Turkish prison that is usually used to imprison aristocrats, while ordinary civilians are locked in a cellar. Asdo was once imprisoned in such a prison for three years.

The person who was imprisoned in this prison was Princess Yicheng. According to the custom of the Turks, women were only affiliated with property. When their father died, except for their biological mother, the other wives of their father would be inherited by their eldest son.

Whether it is the Huns, Rouran, or today's Turks, they all have this custom, which is actually the importance that people on the reproduction of populations in the grasslands.

So when Qimin Khan died, his eldest son Duji inherited all his women. In addition to Princess Yicheng, Duji could also inherit her, but her status was special. To inherit her, she must be approved by the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty, and she must also be named Ke Dun.

However, there is a more personal thing about Duji's inheritance of Princess Yicheng. He had long fallen in love with this young and beautiful princess of the Sui Dynasty. He knew that his father and she were just nominal couples. Princess Yicheng did not let her touch her since she got married because of her illness. Out of respect for the Sui Dynasty, her father did not force her.

But he Duji is different. He wants this woman not only to make her a Ke Dun, but also to get her body so that she can truly become her real woman, and perhaps she can give birth to a son for herself.

Duji walked to the fence gate, and more than a dozen guards bowed to him.

"How is she?" Duji asked.

"Reporting to Khan, Kedun did not move at all except water."

Duji had a headache. Princess Yicheng had been on a hunger strike for three days. Three days ago, on the way to Qifubo, Princess Yicheng was about to escape and was discovered in time. Seeing that she could not escape, she threatened herself with a hunger strike.

"Where is that female guard? Kill it?"

Duji felt annoyed when he thought of Princess Yicheng's personal female guard. If the female guard had not repeatedly obstructed him, Princess Yicheng would have been his meal on the plate.

"Report to Khan! That female guard is very fierce. She has killed seven or eight of us brothers. Every time she is about to kill her, Khdun raises his sword to threaten himself, making it impossible for us to attack."

"Bad! Are you all stupid?"

"Khan, we have also poisoned our diet, but it's useless. They can test it out and then throw it out."

"A bunch of things that don't have!"

Duji cursed and walked into the fence. He stood outside the tent and smiled proudly: "Your Highness, you accept your fate! I will meet with the Emperor of Sui tomorrow and formally ask him to inherit you as Ke Dun. You have no choice."

"I can choose to die!" Princess Yicheng's cold voice came from the tent.

"If you want to choose to die, I can't stop you, but ants are greedy for life, let alone others, if you want to be a little lenient, you may not be able to become a good partner when you are the same age. Your Highness, you should know that I have liked you very early."

"roll!"

Duji was a little angry and embarrassed, "You will know who is leaving tomorrow night!"

He threw down a harsh word, turned around and left.

In the big tent, Princess Yicheng leaned weakly against the wooden cabinet, her face pale, and she was on a hunger strike for three days, and she couldn't support her anymore.

Behind her, Yuchi Wan looked at the princess with a sword in her hand and worriedly. She slowly knelt in front of Princess Yicheng and whispered: "Your Highness, you should eat a little bit! You won't be able to support it."

Princess Yicheng smiled faintly and said, "Yuchi, what else can I have hope at this point? I would rather die than be with this beast. Turkic people can·but I am not a Turkic person."

"But the Lord may not agree, His Royal Highness may still have hope."

"Stop talking stupidly. My emperor brother has always been a heartless person. He only has his country in his heart. He will never consider my feelings. He will definitely agree."

Princess Yicheng just held Yuchi Wan's hand and stared into her eyes and said, "Tomorrow night, he will definitely use rape. Yuchi, then you will kill me with one knife, do you know?"

Yuchi Wan nodded slowly, "I will die with the princess!"

Walking through the dense camp tent next to each other, Yang Yuanqing waited for a moment before a person in charge came to Pei Ju's camp. Pei Ju walked out of the camp quickly. Before the person could come out, the voice arrived first. He laughed and walked out, "Why are Yuan Qing, okay?"

Although Yang Yuanqing returned to Beijing to report his work for a few days at the beginning of the year, he did not meet Pei Ju at that time. In this flash, he hadn't seen him in the past two years. Pei Ju's hair and beard were much whiter than before, but he was in good spirits, with a rosy face and agile steps.

Yang Yuanqing hurriedly bowed and smiled and said, "I haven't seen each other for two years, my grandfather's health has become even stronger."

Pei Ju smiled and waved his hand, "Don't look at the surface, it's actually worse than before. I know that people always get older and older. How can they really be more and more young?"

Pei Ju invited Yang Yuanqing into the tent, and the two of them took a seat. Pei Ju's book boy served them tea. Pei Ju smiled and said, "Actually, I heard that the emperor summoned you this time. The ministers are all guessing, what happened?"

Yang Yuanqing did not rush to answer him, but took a sip of tea slowly. Although Pei Ju did not mention him, he could also feel Pei Ju's anxious mood.

The biggest change in Yang Yuanqing in the past two years is that he has learned the quietness of the officialdom. The so-called quietness is a kind of not being impatient or impatient, thinking twice before talking. While thinking, he will also capture the subtle changes of the other party at the same time.

Seeing that Yang Yuanqing had learned to keep it a secret, Pei Ju couldn't help but praise her, and simply smiled and said, "Why, do I even want to keep it a secret?"

Yang Yuanqing shook his head, "It's not that I want to keep my grandfather secret, but it's a big deal. The emperor doesn't allow me to tell anyone, and I don't know how to speak?"

"Then you just talk about the result, let me guess the reason myself."

Yang Yuanqing pondered for a moment and said, "The result is very simple. The emperor is going to use military force against Goryeo!"

Pei Ju was stunned. It was not a secret matter to use troops to Goryeo. Why did the Supreme Master do so mysteriously and impatiently attract Yang Yuanqing. He hesitated and asked: "Is it because the Supreme Master wants you to lead troops to attack Goryeo?"

Yang Yuanqing shook his head, "The Lord did not ask me to lead troops. He wanted to sign me as the Turkic envoy and let me stabilize the Turkic for him. This time, the battle against Goryeo is probably a huge army."

"Raising the army that is scattered to the country!"

Pei Ju was shocked, "Is it necessary to deal with the powerful Tuyuhun? Is it necessary to fight the country's powerful soldiers? "

Yang Yuanqing sighed secretly. Some things cannot be said, even to Pei Ju, and the real reason why Yang Guangzheng Goryeo was not allowed to be told to anyone except him.

Sometimes Yang Yuanqing also felt strange. In history, Yang Guang fought against Goryeo three times, which directly led to the demise of the Sui Dynasty. When Goryeo was fought against Goryeo, someone had already rebelled in Shandong. Perhaps it can be said that Yang Guang did not take these little people into their hearts.

But when the second campaign against Goryeo, Yang Xuangan rebelled. As he rebelled, countless important officials and senior officials were involved, and even the royal family participated. The foundation of the entire ruling class began to shake, and the fire of rebellion across the country became more and more intense. Hundreds of thousands of Turkic troops were stationed on the border, eyeing them covetously. The Sui Dynasty was about to collapse.

But in this serious situation of internal and external troubles, Yang Guang actually had to conquer Goryeo three times. Is he stupid to destroy the empire created by his father for a small Northeast country that could not be said to be the core interests of the Sui Dynasty?

With Yang Guang's great talent and strategy, he knew better than anyone else. Moreover, before the Sui army conquered Goryeo, he almost defeated the Turks. However, in the end, millions of troops were killed and injured, but in the end, he did not even hurt the fur of a small country. Is it because Yang Guang didn't understand military? The Battle of Pingnan was commanded by him, and the Battle of the Turks in the 20th year of Kaihuang was commanded by him. How could he not understand military?

To be honest, he was using the Battle of Goryeo to make a big bet, using the Great Sui Empire as a bet, and completely eradicating the Guanlong nobles of the Guanlong period.

But in the end he lost. Li Yuan, one of the Guanlong nobles, won this shocking bet with the support of the Guanlong forces.

This is history. Today, Yang Yuanqing has entered history. Where should the ship of history go?

Yang Yuanqing pondered for a long time and said to Pei Ju: "In this battle of Goryeo, my grandfather must think of a way, the farther away from it, the better.

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