in the river.

In general, this geographical term refers to the Syr Darya and Amu Darya region of Central Asia, including present-day Uzbekistan and southwestern Kyrgyzstan.There was once a rise here of the Persian Samanids, the Tuctic Timur Empire.

Intuitively, it refers to the Sogde Nine countries in the Tang Dynasty.Today, the Sogdians have long since fallen, and only a few Sogdian countries exist.It has long been a satellite state of the Persian Empire.

However, the Persian Empire, in the more than two decades of Abbas the Great, began to gradually strengthen.They competed with the Ottoman Empire for land in the north, and in the south were the Red Army that suppressed Turkmen!

The Red Army once could choose the emperor of the Safi dynasty.No wise emperor would endure such a local ceding.

By the age of 15, the strength of the Red Army was already very weak.The tentacles of the Safavid dynasty thus stretched into the river.

However, in the middle of the river, there are now Sogder, Turks, Uzbeks, Turkmen.The real strong are the Uzbeks.

Yongzhi fourteen years, Zhou Empire's left Du Du Niu Jizong led the army to conquer the river, the county.The surrender of the Uzbeks, helping the Zhou army.However, after the invasion of the Western region by the Allied forces of the ancients, the situation in the river changed dramatically: the Uzbeks competed with the Safi Dynasty of the Persian Empire in the river!

The name of the Guo Dynasty, Jade, came to the river from the Tocharo region in this context.

In mid-September, early winter is coming.The political center and commercial center of the river, the atmosphere in the famous city of Samarkand is tense.In the light rain, there are very few shopkeepers in the street.

On the fifth day of September, the 30,000 Sogdia coalition led by Kalimi, governor of the Persian Empire, was defeated in the war, and only a few thousand people escaped back.The Chingu Khan of Uzbekistan is about to lead the army to the siege.He is dealing with post-war matters.

The city's house, the tile white wall, the houses fall sideways.The little rain is blowing.In a small courtyard in the east, a beautiful woman in a white fox was wearing a white fox, looking at the rain, silent.

However, just looking at her beautiful back, you can see her tiredness, sadness, and thoughts.She chose to stay in the East.I want to be able to return one day.Humayi North Wind, the southern branch of the bird's nest.

"Girl, here comes the princess."A beautiful little maid, a blue shirt, 29 years, with a tea plate into the cloister, said raw.There are fine silver tea plates with clear tea and pastries.

“Please let her in!”

A moment later, I saw a white woman come in.The breeze.A white dress, two or eight girls, beautiful as jade.Smiling, he said, “Sister Yuhua, I have come to learn to sing to you again!”

The yellow-shirted beauty in the cloister turned around and revealed her beautiful face: beautiful, pure and clean, a pair of shearing eyes like a dream!At that moment, the beautiful rain scene in the garden was overshadowed.

It is the jade of Yongji who left Beijing in the summer of 17 years.

More than two years have passed, and time has left traces on the 18-year-old girl.It is more beautiful than when the Beijing master was once.With a little sadness and sadness.It is the precipitation of life and experience.

Shi Yuhua smiled shallowly, sang a song, sang: "The evening wind is full of lights, the shadow has no light companion."Forgetting each other, looking at each other.The moon is like frost, and tears are stained, soaking single spruce.The bell rang softly, and the sound came into the sad bowels.

Her singing was melodious, and she was delicate and ethereal, and she was straight to heart.It’s obviously a skill!

Princess Yuan Xing listened intoxicated, and when Shi Yuhua finished singing, he applauded: "Sister Yuhua is truly an extraordinary person!"No wonder it was the war between the two countries.”Say, sighing gently, and sad to climb up to the jade face.

She is the princess of the country.A few months ago, from the war came news, Qingu Khan named: you in Henros City to steal the stone, I not only want to snatch back, but also your first beauty of the Sudg people: Princess Yuan Frost to be my concubines.

Now the Uzbeks are coming.

Shi Yuhua smiled, lightly swept the green silk in his ear with his tail finger, and said, "I'm just a colorful head."The outside world spreads her name, the red water!But how could she have started a war between the two countries?She was just the head of a man’s war victory.

At this time, a white-skinned young man came from the courtyard with beautiful long shirts with rain filament.Streately slender and gentle.The walk is full of noble style.

A letterhead in the hand of the white young man, with a smile on his face, walked quickly, and said, "Stone, Princess Yuan Frost, the merchants have brought a good news to the city: Zhou Jun is ready to attack and fight against the war."The plight here in Samarkand is self-medigating.”

Shi Yuhua looked doubtful, “Prince Qiaoli?”

Joly is the 14th son of King Masood of the Moon.At that time, in Tofu Luo A Slow City, he was very fond of Shi Yuhua.For the past two years, I have been following her around, running for her, and protecting her safety.Otherwise...

Jori-Hamed Nadivanya smiled and handed the letter sign in his hand to Shi Yuhua, “This is the new work of Zhou Jun’s commander Jia Huan.”That's why he's here to fight, but you may not like Stone."

Suddenly heard the name of Jia Huan, Shi Yuhua breathed slightly quickly, took over the letterhead, which read: Dinghu abandoned the world on the same day, breaking the enemy to Beijing Yuguan.Crying six army, the crown is angry for the face!

Anger for the face!

Shi Yuhua touched this sentence in his heart, and the tears fell in an instant.Her heart, who knows?How dare he give poetry?

In the past two years in the Western Region, the vague idea has gradually become clear.When she remembered the past in Beijing, only his ordinary face was engraved in the bottom of her heart.A few dreams appeared.

What she had just sung was the little song he had taught her master.

Beauty tears two lines, pear flowers with rain, I see pity!

The little girl followed up crying.The girl and she finally had a chance to return to the Central Plains.Over the years, the four guards sent to them by the three masters have all died!The hardships and dangers of the road, who knows?

The princess was a little nervous, and at the same time envious.As a woman, what could be better than that?What else is there to ask for?Anger for the face!And then the army at war?

Jolly laughed.He seems to understand something.

Shi Yuhua was a very smart woman.However, she just said that she could not cause war, just a color head.Now, the news is that Jia Huan sent troops for her.There is evidence of poetry.The mood is hard, it’s hard to be yourself.

This matter, the stagger of this poem, a little doubt, she did not think.

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On September 21, 19, Yongzhi, Jia Huan, led the 12,000-week army to conquer the thirsty city 700 miles from Naryn City, located in the Fergana Basin.Soldiers marched straight into the river: War!