The extreme west, tens of miles away from the Han River Valley, belonged to the territory of Russia and Eastern European countries in the 20th century. During the reign of Lizong of the Southern Song Dynasty, it belonged to the territory of the Mongol Khanate.

If we talk about it more specifically, it was at least this during the more than ten years of the Lizong Chunyou period.

The capital of the Khanate Kingdom is called Badusalai. It is known by the name that it is the city owned by Badu, the eldest son of Genghis Khan, the first son of Shuchi. Its ruins are near today's Volgograd.

This city has a distinct Turkic style. The tall minarets and wind towers stand high in the city. The colorful mosques are everywhere in every corner of the city. The round wall towers are very different from the square cities elsewhere. Every morning and evening, there are many people kneeling on the ground and praying to the prophets.

Amid the low chanting of scriptures, Badu, the ruler of the Khine Khanate, the direct descendant of Genghis Khan, was sitting on the throne of the palace, looking down at the group of people bent over from outside.

His throne was gorgeous and noble, adorned with beautiful animal skins. As the king of the Khanate, Badou wore a fur hat that the Mongolians loved, a soft robe made of oriental silk, with a huge jade ring on his fingers, and a face with a crisscrossing trenches with a usual indifference.

The person who came in was led by an official in charge of the financial power of the Khanate. The position of this official was called Daruhachi, which was Mongolian, and the name of the official was called Wutu.

There were four people following Wutu, all wearing gray robes commonly found in the Khanate Kingdom and headscarves that blocked the wind and sand. The headscarves were very wide and covered the faces of these people.

"King King." Wutu approached the throne respectfully, bent down to say hello humbly. After receiving the response from Badu, he raised his body and pointed backward: "These people are merchants from the East. They brought rare tea bricks and excellent salt to the Khan."

He waved his hand again, and the guard next to him walked over, took a clay pot from the hands of the men wearing headscarves and handed it to the table in front of Badu.

A fragrance wafted out of the clay pot, smelling it into the nose, making people feel a hint of sweetness in this dry climate. The unique mellow fragrance of Dali black tea immediately made Ba, who had been used to the hard life in Salai, recalled the glorious years of tasting tea with Genghis Khan and his brothers after galloping on the grassland.

How happy that time was.

Badu's eyes lit up. He leaned forward, first smelled it carefully with his nose, and then solemnly picked up the tea pot and sniffed it deeply.

He kept this movement for a while before he slowly let go.

"Salai rarely sees merchants from the East, I welcome you." Badu's cold face showed a rare smile. This smile made even the dome of the palace brighter. Anyone who is familiar with him knows that since he learned that his cousin Guiyouhan sent troops to conquer him from the Mongolian grassland, Badu has not smiled for a long time.

Obviously he was in a very little mood today, so Badu said a few more words: "Salai is a mall. We welcome all merchants in the world. As long as you can bring commercial taxes and endless goods to the Khanate, the city gates here will be open to you at any time."

Wu Tu quickly reminded those people: "I'm not grateful!"

The people then knelt down and kowtowed to thank him.

"No need, listen to your accents, it's not like Asuren and Qinzharen. Where are you from?" Badou put his nose closer to the tea cup and couldn't help asking.

"When we talked to Dahan, we are merchants from Dali Kingdom. We traveled all over the world. We heard the news that Dahan had opened up trade routes far away. We thought it was worth it to come to the Khanate Khanate to try his luck, so we traveled over with tea bricks and other goods for a long distance. Today we were able to see King Khan, which was really a blessing in my previous life." The leading gray-robed merchant bowed and complimented.

"Hahaha, it turns out that they are Han people. You Han people like to say these nice words." Ba Du said, but even though he was laughing, it was obvious that these flatteries hit him in the heart: "How many tea have you brought?"

"We have a total of three hundred camels, and two hundred of them are all tea leaves." The merchant said: "This can is a sample."

"I want all these tea leaves!" Ba said happily, and waved his hand, who was used to holding a knife and was covered in calluses in the air: "As for the price, you can charge it from Wutu according to the price on the market."

The businessman raised his head and Jin Rucheng's dusty face was revealed under the headscarf. His appearance looked much darker and thinner than two years ago. The only thing that had not changed was his shiny eyes.

Jin Rucheng looked like a philistine businessman, but said something that was not like a businessman: "The Khan said money, there is no need. These tea leaves were brought to the Khan."

"In addition." Jin Rucheng reached out to his arms, took out a box, held it in both hands and handed it on: "There is a gift here for King Khan."

Ba was stunned for a moment, obviously a little surprised. He did not expect that these merchants from the East had prepared gifts for him.

Wu Tu put the box on the table again. Just in case, he asked Badu for instructions with his eyes and opened the lid.

As soon as the lid opened, a dazzling light illuminated the entire hall. Even the sunlight shone in from the dome skylight could not make the light dim.

The night pearls as big as eggs, strings of thick gold necklaces, precious jewelry carved by finely crafted, crystal clear jade utensils, and small boxes are like a pocket treasure house. Many rare precious items almost blinded their bald eyes in an instant.

Jin Rucheng turned his eyelids up and observed Badu's reaction.

This great khan, who had conquered half of Europe, had aura that was obviously countless times stronger than Wutu. He just glanced at the things in the box and returned his face to a calm look, even his smile restrained.

"What do you want?" Badu's tone was a little cold. He frowned and looked at Jin Rucheng: "I like businessmen, but I don't like being used by businessmen."

Jin Rucheng softened his knees, knelt down in a familiar way, and put his forehead next to the marble on the floor in a deep voice: "The Khan misunderstood that these jewelry were not given by villains, but brought from Mobei thousands of miles away, and brought by Lord Tiemuge.

"Brother Tiemu?" Badu was surprised again. He hadn't heard the name Tiemu Brother Han Chijin for a long time: "Isn't his fiefdom in Mobei? How could he ask you to bring me a gift?"

"Before the villain came here, he had also been to Mobei." Jin Rucheng once again reached into his arms and took out a letter in his arms. He looked at Badu with a charming smile. He could not find a trace of the style of the leader who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was so arrogant in his private salt road back then, and his eyes were filled with humble smiles: "Mr. Tiemu also asked me to bring a letter to King Khan."

Ba looked at his hand in shock, and could not imagine how Brother Tiemu, as Genghis Khan's favorite brother, could have brought a letter to this Han business traveler.

The envelope is made of the best Sainfusa. The paper is tough but not hard, and white like winter snow without any flaws.
Chapter completed!