gnovel Chapter 384 The First Great Event in History: The Great Meeting of the Eastern and Western Khans
Chapter 384 The First Great Event in History: The Great Meeting of the Eastern and Western Khans
The Qin Dynasty did not have it, the Han Dynasty did not have it, and no other dynasty has ever had such glory.
The Sui Dynasty can be said to have set a precedent.
They firmly grasped the Khans of the two foreign forces, one in the east and one in the west.
This achievement deserves to be recorded in great detail in history books.
"snort."
Shekui Khan snorted coldly, his neck stiff and his face upturned, showing no regard for Yang Guang whatsoever.
A greeting?
That is impossible!
He was the Khan of the Western Turks, an eagle of the grasslands; how could he bow down to Yang Guang?
Even if it means death, he will not kneel!
Upon seeing this, Yuwen Chenglong instantly realized what was happening.
He raised his foot and kicked Shekui Khan hard in the back of his leg, the force both fierce and accurate.
The Khan of the Shekui Khan was in pain, his knees buckled, and he leaned forward, falling to his knees with a thud.
"If you don't bow properly, I'll kill your whole family!"
Immediately afterwards, Yuwen Chenglong used all his knowledge and whispered in the Western Turkic language to Shekui Khan.
The voice was eerie, like it was coming from hell.
The Western Turks of today are not the same as the Western Turks of the past.
Without Shekui Khan and Ashina Tongyabhu, the group was leaderless.
The once powerful Western Turkic Khaganate was quickly defeated and beaten down by a small foreign state.
Shekui Khan was also quite clear about the situation in the west.
If they had not submitted to the Sui Dynasty, the Western Turks might have truly faced extinction.
"Your subject, She Kui, pays respects to His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Sui Dynasty!"
Forced by Yuwen Chenglong's tyranny, Shekui Khan obediently knelt on the ground, prostrating himself.
His forehead was pressed against the cold floor tiles, and his hands were placed flat on either side of his body.
At that moment, he felt utterly humiliated, yet utterly helpless.
He thought of the Khan of the Eastern Turks, the unfortunate fellow who was captured from the sacred mountain by Lü Xiao during the sacrificial ceremony.
Forced to kneel and prostrate like a dog on the ground by an emperor, unable to even lift his head.
The former Eastern Turkic Khan must have felt the same way.
"Hahaha, hahaha!"
Yang Guang pointed his finger at the Khan Shekui, and burst into laughter, his beard trembling and his eyes narrowing into slits.
He turned his head slightly and glanced at the historian.
Write it down, remember this scene!
The historian wrote furiously, his pen moving swiftly and skillfully, leaving no detail overlooked.
From the arrogance of Shekui Khan when he entered the palace to the humiliation of being kicked to his knees.
From the humiliation of prostrating himself, every action and every expression is written clearly.
When future generations read this passage, they will know the power of the Sui Dynasty and the achievements of its rulers and ministers!
"Zilie, you are truly a pillar supporting the heavens of our Great Sui Dynasty!"
Yang Guang personally descended the imperial steps, taking three steps in two, and came to Lü Xiao, forcefully patting Lü Xiao's arm.
The force was neither too light nor too heavy, one strike after another.
This son-in-law was truly a worthwhile choice; he has given him so many surprises and accomplished so many seemingly impossible feats!
Eight hundred men ventured deep into the northern desert and captured the Khan of the Eastern Turks.
Eighteen men entered Pyongyang and captured the capital of Goguryeo.
One man defeated 800,000 rebels and quelled the chaos in the Jianghuai region.
He rode alone into the Western Regions and captured the Khan of the Western Turks.
Which one wasn't a momentous event?
Which one of them is not a feat that no one in history has ever been able to accomplish?
With this son around, the Sui Dynasty will be revived!
He, Yang Guang, was the greatest emperor of all time!
A great emperor throughout history!
"It's all thanks to His Majesty's trust."
Lu Xiao cupped his hands in a gesture of respect, neither humble nor arrogant.
Along the way, he was looked down upon by aristocratic families, feared by members of the royal family, ostracized by his colleagues, and cursed by his enemies.
Yang Guang alone recognized his potential, entrusting him with great power, marrying his daughter to him, and placing all the hopes of the Sui Dynasty on his shoulders.
If it were any other emperor, would he have had the opportunity to do these things?
He had long been suspected and suppressed.
The fact that he and Yang Guang have reached this point is due to their mutual success.
Without Yang Guang's trust, Lü Xiao would not be where he is today.
Without Lü Xiao's bravery in battle, there would be no eternal achievements for Yang Guang.
"Your Majesty, what about me?"
Yuwen Chenglong approached with a grin, rubbing his hands together, his face full of anticipation, waiting to be praised.
He served us tirelessly all the way; even if he didn't achieve anything, he certainly put in a lot of hard work.
And without his final kick, could this old man have knelt down so easily?
Even Yuwen Huaji, who had always disliked Yuwen Chenglong, was waiting for this moment.
He stood in the line of court officials, chest puffed out, chin held high, a proud smile on his face.
When his son becomes successful, he, as a father, can also feel proud.
Although this son often tricked him and embarrassed him.
But today, in the main hall, in front of all the civil and military officials, his son from the Yuwen family has rendered meritorious service, so how could he, as the father, possibly benefit from it?
"Get out."
Yang Guang said with utter disdain, not even bothering to glance at Yuwen Chenglong.
This kid actually wants to be his grandson's apprentice?
Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror? What kind of person are you!
He carries a silver spear all day long, either stabbing people in the kidneys or stabbing them in the scrotum. He even dares to dig up his own ancestral graves and cheat his own father.
Can someone like that be a master?
"Your Majesty, I have also rendered meritorious service."
Yuwen Chenglong was utterly puzzled. What had he done to deserve this?
All you want is a compliment, right?
It's one thing for His Majesty not to praise him, but why did he also tell him to get out?
"Alright then, you won't be Yan'er's teacher, and I'll grant you one request."
Seeing Yuwen Chenglong's fearful and apprehensive appearance, Yang Guang rolled his eyes and spoke.
He refused to believe that he couldn't handle Yuwen Chenglong.
Although this kid is reckless, he's not without his weaknesses.
Yang Guang knew perfectly well what he wanted.
"Then I shall get out."
Yuwen Chenglong answered without hesitation, without even thinking.
So that's why. What did Yuwen Chenglong lack?
Why can't he be Lü Yan's mentor?
Besides, even Lü Yan didn't mind, yet His Majesty has started to find fault.
Amidst the utterly astonished gazes of the crowd, Yuwen Chenglong sprawled on the ground, braced himself with his hands, twisted his waist, and rolled several times before reaching the outside of the hall.
The movements were fluid and seamless, performed in one go, even more skillfully than those of a juggling troupe.
"..."
Yuwen Huaji, who had been expecting his son to be praised and to make himself look good, suddenly turned pale.
His face was as black as the bottom of a pot, his lips twitched, and his eyes twitched.
He really wanted to borrow the Golden Gourd Warrior's hammer and smash Yuwen Chenglong to death!
This unfilial son, this good-for-nothing, has utterly disgraced Yuwen Huaji!
"This...hehe."
Upon witnessing this scene, Yang Guang was so angry that he laughed.
He could already imagine what kind of person his good grandson would become with such a teacher.
"Fine, summon Shibi Khan first!"
Yang Guang will settle accounts with Yuwen Chenglong later; for now, he must first arrange a meeting between the Eastern and Western Khans.
Upon learning of his summons, Shibi Khan looked completely bewildered.
He had been imprisoned in Dongdu for many years, and he had almost forgotten that he was the Turkic Khan.
At the same time, he also felt a strange, inexplicable excitement.
At this time, Yang Guang summoned him, perhaps wanting him to return to the Eastern Turkic Khaganate?