Zhenguan: I, Dou Fengjie, will not be the first cuckold.

As Fei Tingdanji watched the infantry regiments of Zuotunwei coordinate their efforts to gradually surround and eliminate the hypothetical enemy, his blood boiled with excitement.

This indomitable courage is exactly the kind of mighty army the Tanguts had imagined the Celestial Empire to be!

Dou Fengjie's powerful arrow made Fei Tingdanji overjoyed; this was the hero in the eyes of the Tangut people!

It is said that Shangguan is not yet married. Could Fei Tingshi let some beautiful unmarried women in the clan try it out first?

What if it works?

Even if she can't become the principal wife, being a concubine shouldn't be a problem, right?

Shangguan is a Duke. Fei Tingdanji inquired carefully and found that a Duke can have six concubines, which is considered a seventh-rank official. They are recorded in the Ministry of Personnel and cannot be transferred or sold.

As for customs and such, if you can climb up to the rank of a duke, why would you need a Tangut?

Fei Tingdanji only had a superficial understanding. The Duke and his wife had both divorced, so divorcing a concubine, although troublesome, was not impossible.

Let alone the Tang Dynasty, even a thousand years later, marriage is not very secure. It's either left or right, and there's never a solution that satisfies everyone.

The sound of horses' hooves was rapid.

The lone horse went wherever it went, and even the Left Guards avoided it.

The courier waved a small flag and shouted in a hoarse voice with extreme excitement: "Urgent message! Great victory! At dawn on the twelfth day of the first month, 50,000 troops of Tuyuhun secretly crossed the Red Ridge, intending to seize our Dingrong City."

"The governor of Shanzhou, Jiu Qie Luosheng, and the deputy governor of Shanzhou, Li Xuanyun, led the various Yingyang Prefectures of Shanzhou in a bloody battle. The generals of the Left Valiant Guard, Duan Zhixuan, Liang Luoren, and Li Junxian joined the battle in time."

"In this battle, we killed 5,000 enemies, captured over 20,000 cattle and horses, and pursued them to Xuanshui Town south of the West Sea before turning back!"

Shanzhou is 1,913 li from Chang'an. Even with the fastest courier service, changing horses but not riders, it would take two and a half days to reach it.

The courier dismounted, his body went limp, and a doctor immediately rehydrated and replenished his electrolytes.

"Victory!"

The soldiers of Zuotunwei raised their arms and shouted wildly.

Dou Fengjie looked completely astonished.

Well, he issued a warning in the Taiji Hall on the eleventh day of the first lunar month, only to find that Li Shimin had already made arrangements.

Tsk, we've made a fool of ourselves in front of the emperor, haven't we?

Dou Fengjie comforted himself, at least they shared the same view, which gave him a big bonus.

With their calculated attack on the unsuspecting, Tuyuhun fell into an ambush and suffered a great loss. They certainly won't dare to act so recklessly again.

However, such localized wars could only inflict deep pain on Tuyuhun, but could not make Murong Fuyun completely submissive.

In conclusion, for such a Tuyuhun, granting them annihilation was the best option.

Li Shimin's strategic planning served as a reminder to Dou Fengjie that historical records are not always reliable, and variables will always exist.

Wait, something's not right!

When did Zuo Xiaowei leave the imperial city? Wasn't Zuo Xiaowei still in charge of gate security at Zhuque Gate these past two days?

Murong Xiaojun's lips trembled, beads of sweat rolled down his face, leaving streaks of dirt, and his knees suddenly buckled as he knelt tremblingly into the yellow earth.

"Heavenly Khan, you are wise to know that it was all the audacity of Butabo Khan Murong Fuyun that caused this, while your humble servant Murong Xiaojun was completely unaware!"

His large head kept hitting the yellow earth, and a few drops of blood seeped into the soil. Murong Xiaojun felt only fear and resentment.

The fear was that the Heavenly Khan would be angry with him and cut off his dog's head to show to the public.

The resentment stems from Murong Fuyun's utter disregard for the lives of his subjects, even those he considers his most trusted advisors!

Murong Xiaojun is not incapable of dying for Tuyuhun, but before ordering someone to risk their life, could he at least say so? You bastard!

Murong Xiaojun died on the battlefield for Tuyuhun, and he had no regrets!

"Tsk tsk, Murong Fuyun's surname is Murong, and so is yours. It's one thing if you never thought of taking his place, but why were you treated like a piece of toilet paper to be wiped off, thrown away so easily?"

Dou Fengjie gloated and stirred up trouble.

That's right, Murong Xiaojun himself was also from the Tuyuhun royal family, but from a collateral branch.

Before Murong Fuyun's descendants are all dead, it's not his place to covet the Khan's position.

"Back then, Khalil Khan killed so many of his sons. Who can guarantee that no one switched the deceased crown prince's descendants with his own?"

Dou Fengjie guided the conversation intentionally or unintentionally.

Murong Fuyun's Ayekua Lü Khan was a notorious son-killing maniac!

Murong Xiaojun turned his head with difficulty to look at Dou Fengjie, knowing that he was citing the example of the Orphan of Zhao.

These inflammatory words, like the whispers of a demon, tugged at his heartstrings.

Bottom line and rationality are like a boulder teetering on a cliff; no matter how hard he tries, he cannot straighten it.

Why can't I pretend to be the posthumous son of King Murong He?

Seeing Li Shimin's cold gaze, Murong Xiaojun suddenly had a flash of inspiration and uttered the earth-shattering words: "I beseech the Heavenly Khan to bestow upon me, Murong He's posthumous son Murong Xiaojun, the title of Khan of Tuyuhun!"

As Li Shimin, the Heavenly Khan, pondered where to make the most aesthetically pleasing cut, a smile gradually appeared in his eyes.

Although Murong Xiaojun's age is completely unrelated to Murong He's...

But who says a child born after death can't be born ten or twenty years later?

Don't worry about the details.

As long as Li Shimin approves, what does it matter if it's true or not?

Li Shimin's lips curled slightly: "In that case, I hereby appoint Murong Xiaojun as the Qida Khan of Tuyuhun, with his capital at Damomen City, and he and Murong Fuyun will rule across the Western Sea!"

Dou Fengjie almost burst out laughing.

Qida's auditory hallucinations were roughly similar to "begging for," which may have been a quirky quirk of Li Shimin.

The Great Momen City on the east bank of the Yellow River has a natural barrier. If Murong Xiaojun, who is familiar with the situation of Tuyuhun, were to return, even if he couldn't defeat Murong Fuyun, he could still disgust him to death.

Damomen City is also Murong Xiaojun's base. Even if he can't influence Shudun City, Moliyi, and Dafeiling on the west bank of the Yellow River, he can still take away a large area of ​​fertile grassland in Haidong.

The Yellow River basin within Tuyuhun territory remains the main production area of ​​Chokoma.

Having narrowly escaped death, Murong Xiaojun wept bitterly: "Your subject, Begda Khan Murong Xiaojun, is willing to serve as the bulwark of the Great Tang for all eternity, leading the herdsmen of the East Sea to graze horses for the Great Tang!"

Cheng Yaojin sneakily wandered over to Dou Fengjie, grabbed Dou Fengjie's neck, and his bear-like body made Dou Fengjie's legs go weak.

"Kid, you've got it! You didn't embarrass Dou Gui!"

"When that good-for-nothing Cheng Chumo is released from mourning this October, you two should get closer!"

Cheng Yaojin's first wife, Lady Sun, passed away in June of the third year of the Zhenguan era. Cheng Chumo and his brother observed a 27-month mourning period, and they will be able to end their mourning period this October.

"How about a few more fights?"

Dou Fengjie spoke frankly.

His main opponent in fights at the Imperial Academy was Cheng Chumo. If they didn't use bows and arrows, their fists and feet were roughly equal.

"Hit him! Dalang is tough; he'll take a few more punches without any problem."

Cheng Yaojin casually let go.

Among the younger generation, Dou Fengjie emerged as a dark horse. He was capable and daring in battle, and he was also able to seize the opportunity to persuade foreign ministers to surrender to the Tang Dynasty, thus carving out a piece of Tuyuhun.

Even if Da Lang doesn't get close to such a person, Cheng Yaojin would still push him to get close to him.

Unfortunately, the Cheng family has no daughters yet. I wonder if it's too late for them to have a daughter together?