Yang Fan did not expect the Tibetan envoy to recognize Ashina Musi. He was slightly startled, but his expression naturally changed into one of confusion: "What are you talking about? You know me? "
Lun Misa said: "I am Lun Misa of Tubo. Don't you recognize me? Why are you from the Turks … "
At this point, Lun Misa's voice came to an abrupt halt. He realized that the person in front of him was different from Musi. Their facial features were indeed very similar, but this person's skin was much fairer than Musi's. Their beards were also different. It seemed that this' Musi 'in front of him was very young, but the Musi in his impression was far older than his peers.
This' Musi 'in front of him spoke in Han. This was not unusual. Most of the Turks and Tubo officials and nobles could speak Han. However, this' Musi 'in front of him had an unusually clear voice. Because Musi's throat was injured, his voice was hoarse as if he was filing the back of a steel file.
Lun Misa looked at Yang Fan in surprise and said hesitantly: "You … you are not Musi?"
Yang Fan asked even though he already knew the answer: "Who is Musi? Do I look like this one? Haha, it turns out that I have mistaken you for someone else. "
"Indeed not!"
Lun Misa suddenly smiled and said: "My apologies, I have mistaken you for someone else. His appearance is extremely similar to that of a Turkic royal I know. Haha, I suddenly remembered something. Your country's General Wang Xiaojie looks like my Emperor's father who passed away many years ago. Today, I have met you again. You look so similar to a friend of mine. Your country is vast and has many people. No wonder. "
At this time, the Great Zhou official cupped his hands towards Yang Fan and asked: "I dare not ask, you are …"
There were many aristocratic families and nobles in Guanzhong. Now that the Emperor had moved the capital to Chang 'an, there were countless officials and nobles accompanying him. No one could guarantee that this ordinary person he met had a great background. Moreover, although the Yang Fan that this Great Zhou official had encountered appeared in the Wuzhang Plains, his attire and bearing were all extraordinary. Naturally, he did not dare to underestimate him.
Yang Fan returned the greeting and said, "I am Yang Fan, the loyal general of the Thousand Horsemen. I am …"
The official was visibly moved. He hastily saluted and said, "So it's Grand General Yang of the Imperial Army's Thousand Horsemen Battalion, Qi Province's Commandant Zhang Yu. Greetings, General Yang."
Upon hearing Yang Fan's identity, a strange light flashed in Lun Misa's eyes. He laughed and said, "General Yang, I'm Tubo's envoy, Lun Misa. I was ordered by the King to come to your country. I really like this horse of yours. I wonder if you're willing to part with it? "
Lun Misa took out a velvet pouch from her bosom and carefully held it in the hollow of her palm. She loosened the opening of the pouch. As soon as the sun shone on it, the colorful light inside the pouch rose up, dazzling everyone's eyes. Inside the pouch was a pouch of pearls. Each pearl was the size of a longan. They were lustrous and translucent. Moreover, they came in various colors: golden yellow, pink, white jade, pure black, dark blue, light green, lilac purple, rose red, and so on.
There were more than ten pearls of the same size. Moreover, all of them were of the same color. They were dazzling and priceless. Exchanging this pouch of pearls for a precious horse, it should be said that Yang Fan had made a profit. Most importantly, the value of a precious horse was reflected on the battlefield. Although Yang Fan was a general, he was a general of the Imperial Army. To him, a precious horse was far less useful than a pouch of precious pearls.
Lun Misa thought that Yang Fan would definitely agree. Unexpectedly, Yang Fan shook his head and said with a smile, "Do you think that I'm short of money?"
Lun Misa frowned and slowly said, "This is not a matter of money. I really like this horse. And I believe that this pearl is worthy of the horse's value. To me … "
While speaking, Lun Misa glanced at the table where Yang Fan came from. He saw four beauties sitting at the table. They were graceful and graceful, each with their own unique beauty. It was not rare to see one of such stunning beauties. What was rare was that the four of them were dressed like his family's wives. Yet, each of them was exceptionally charming. If one looked carefully, it was obvious that each of them had their own advantages.
Lun Misa thought, "Money will not move this man's heart. But it seems that he is extremely lustful!"
Lun Misa immediately changed his words and said, "In that case, I will use beauties to exchange for it. How about it?"
Yang Fan raised his eyebrows and asked in a strange tone, "Honorable envoy has beauties with you?"
Lun Misa laughed and pointed to the carriage. He said, "Look at the beauties in my carriage. They are one in ten thousand beauties. Perhaps they are slightly inferior to General's wives and concubines, but women are like flowers. Each of them is enchanting. Who would complain about having too many flowers in the house? These women are frank and candid. They are good at singing and dancing. Each of them has the sixty-four virtues of a woman. (Tubo's ideal requirements for women). You can choose whichever one you like. I will use that one to exchange with you. How about it? "
Yang Fan looked up and saw that there were five or six carriages in the procession, and in each carriage sat a few young women. The curtains of the carriages were lifted, and although they were still far away, he could vaguely see that the women in the carriages were all bright and beautiful, and their facial features were picturesque. At first glance, he felt an indescribable charm, like a gentle spring breeze caressing his heart.
Anu whispered, "Do you think Langjun will agree to exchange a horse for a beauty?"
Gu Zhuting smiled and did not say anything. Thinking of how Langjun did not hesitate to offend Princess Anle after giving her the horse, her heart felt like it had drunk honey. She could not care less about her identity and status in the Yang family, but she cared about her man did not care about her. Although she did not care if Yang Fan was forced by Princess Anle to hand over the horse, she was very happy that Yang Fan did not do so.
Xiao Man and Wan 'er also smiled and did not say anything. Xiao Man always had an indifferent attitude. She did not care if Elder Brother was willing to exchange a horse. If Elder Brother agreed, he must have his reasons. If Elder Brother did not agree, he must have his own considerations. Xiao Man had a kind of blind trust and obedience to Yang Fan.
Wan 'er was sure that Yang Fan would not agree, but the reason she thought of was different from Xiao Man's unconditional trust without any consideration. After she learned of the other party's identity, she knew that Yang Fan would not agree. She had confidence in Yang Fan's wisdom and steadiness.
Sure enough, Yang Fan smiled and said calmly, "As for envoy Misa, if I am not wrong, your pearls and beauties should be used as a tribute by your country, right?"
Misa hurriedly said, "It doesn't matter. We live on the grassland, and horses are our herdsmen's best friends. If I can exchange a basket of pearls and a few beauties for such a good horse, even Zampu will not blame me. "
Yang Fan said, "Your country's Zampu does not blame you, but it does not mean that you have done this properly. When your country's Zampu puts you in an important position, he will not use this to find fault with you, but once you offend Zampu, he will use it against you. Besides, when there is officialdom, there will be strife. Just because Zampu does not blame you does not mean that others will not regard this as a major mistake on your part as an envoy. You are straightforward and straightforward, a worthy friend. How could I let you leave behind a weakness that others can use against you and leave behind future troubles? "
Misa stared at Yang Fan, his bright eyes carrying a hint of deep thought. The two stared at each other for a long time, and then they both burst into laughter.
Misa truly did like this horse and truly did want to buy it, but he did not have the courage to use the gifts that Zampu had given him as a tribute to the emperor and to communicate with the Crown Prince, the Prince of Xiang, and the Prince of Liang. Only when he heard of Yang Fan's identity did he do so.
Yang Fan was an important commander of the Imperial Army. If the pearls originally intended for the Son of Heaven and the beauties for the Crown Prince, the Prince of Liang, and the Prince of Xiang were given to him, even if Misa had taken the initiative to barter, what would these people think? The Son of Heaven was wealthy, and perhaps he did not care about the rare but not unique seven-colored pearls. Perhaps Prince Liang, the Prince of Xiang, and the Crown Prince were used to seeing beautiful women and did not care about a few Tibetan beauties, but they would definitely care about Yang Fan's actions.
If a general were to exchange the gifts that had been intended for them without permission, they would feel that this general did not respect them. This was a serious challenge to their dignity and power. If this matter caused them to develop a rift with this commander of the Imperial Army, no one could predict what would happen in the future.
Unfortunately, Yang Fan had seen through his intentions. Yang Fan was using the political situation in Tibet as an analogy, but he was actually hinting at the situation that he would face if he accepted the other party's conditions. Misa had a boorish appearance and seemed straightforward and straightforward, but he was actually a quick-witted and quick-witted person. Since his attempt to drive a wedge had been seen through, he naturally would not make things difficult for himself.
Misa heartily laughed as he cupped his hands to Yang Fan and said, "Many thanks for your kind intentions. Since this is the case, this one will take his leave!"
Yang Fan smiled and cupped his hands. Misa mounted his horse, took one last reluctant look at the Arabian steed, kicked his stirrups, and prepared to leave.
Yang Fan knew that ever since the internal strife between the Tubo King and Prime Minister resulted in the death of the War God Lun Trinling, although the Tubo King's ambitions were as high as the heavens, the strength of his country and army had been on a steady decline. Lun Trinling's death was no different from the Tubo King cutting off his own arm. The consequences were far more severe than Wu Zetian's execution of Blacktooth Changzhi and the other famous generals.
From then on, when the Tubo and the Great Zhou went to war, the outcome of the war could not be compared to the past. The Tubo Empire was like a dog skin plaster that could not be removed. Their fundamental goal was to fish for more benefits from the Central Plains, but it was unknown what they wanted to do by sending an envoy this time.
Yang Fan could not help but raise his voice and ask, "May I know what mission esteemed envoy has come to the east this time?"
Misa turned his head to look at him, smiled and said, "Our Tubo King wishes to be on good terms with the Great Zhou and form a father-in-law and son-in-law relationship. Thus, he has sent me here to request a marriage of peace and marry the princess of your country!"
Yang Fan's eyes flashed and he cupped his hands without saying a word. Misa nodded his head and urged his horse to leave.
Wan-er had also heard Misa's words. Her eyes narrowed and her expression gradually turned solemn. She stood up and walked towards Yang Fan. Her gait was as graceful as a peony swaying in the wind. She walked slowly to Yang Fan's side and looked at the Tubo Empire's entourage with him.
Anu came over and teased, "What are you looking at so reluctantly? If you are reluctant to part with that Tubo beauty, our Arabian horse can travel a thousand miles in a day. Why don't you ride on it and catch up with them? It's not too late if you want to change now."
Yang Fan laughed and said, "Pack up, it's time for us to leave."
Xiao Man asked softly, "Langjun, where are we going next?"
Yang Fan said, "Back to Chang 'an!"
Xiao Man was slightly startled. They had agreed to stay for another three days before leaving. Why did they suddenly … Yang Fan said, "Let's get ready to leave." He then turned around and walked towards Yang Nianzu who was playing happily. This child was very playful. If Yang Fan did not personally appear, he would not be willing to leave.
Anu said curiously, "The Tubo Empire is here to marry the princess. Why are you so anxious?" Xiao Man, Anu and Gu Zhuting looked at each other and suddenly felt guilty, "Could it be that the unmarried princess and our Langjun … Cough! This is not impossible. Our man has a criminal record … "
Among the ladies, only Wan-er nodded her head lightly. She had obviously seen what Yang Fan saw under the appearance of marriage.
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