PFC Chapter 249 By the Huaqing Pool, a voluptuous woman builds a new foundation.
Chapter 249 By the Huaqing Pool, a voluptuous woman builds a new foundation.
The Abbasid Caliphate, where Yu Zhanmo resides, was a colossal empire that rose to prominence around the same time as the Tang Dynasty! Back when the Abbasid Caliphate was first established, it was still a fledgling regime resembling a Medina Muslim commune.
Little Si shook his head and exclaimed, "I know that we call Arabs 'Dashi,' but it actually sounds a lot like 'Yi,' so they have all sorts of styles like 'white clothes,' 'black clothes,' and 'green clothes,' making it impossible to tell them apart!"
Yu Zhanmo smiled at Xiao Si: "You little idiot, they're all part of the Arab Empire's family reunion, just with different ruling families, like mobile game characters with different skins!"
Xiao Si's eyes lit up: "But I know—" She stopped mid-sentence, starting to do pre-run warm-up exercises, "The Abbasid Caliphate, which challenged the Tang Dynasty, was incredibly fierce! Speaking of the Middle East, this magical land, the Persians, Arabs, and Turks were like a relay race, ultimately winning the banners of the Persian Empire, the Arab Empire, and the Ottoman Empire respectively!"
Yu Zhanmo is currently transmigrating to the top-tier version of the Abbasid Caliphate, which even makes the Tang Dynasty tremble, and is beginning to immerse himself in the life of Muhammad.
He truly felt the protagonist's aura. This newly born empire was like it had entered berserk mode, consolidating its power while expanding wildly. For a whole century, it was staging a "map coloring contest," with Arab warriors busy with both trade routes and territory!
Yu Zhanmo followed the Arab warriors, fighting the Byzantines with his left hand and the Sassanid Persian Empire with his right, and with a resounding crash, captured Damascus, the capital of Syria! Tens of thousands of cavalry continued their eastward conquest like a greedy snake...
Having just annexed Iraq, only five years later, they've managed to incorporate a civilization with four thousand years of history.
After the An Lushan Rebellion, retired cadre Sanlang Zian watched helplessly as the Arabs ran rampant in the Western Regions, even chewing on wild ginseng every day. Judging by this situation, the Abbasid Caliphate was indeed not to be underestimated!
With a thunderous thud, the gavel struck! "Gentlemen, look over here—a folding fan swiftly lifted the curtain, and on the stage, this handsome young man in a lace turban and deerskin boots, is none other than General Gao, the one who served the whisk in the Daming Palace! Isn't that amazing? Today, our Gao Lishi isn't serving the ladies by grinding ink; instead, he's going to use his wit and charm in this humble marketplace, becoming a sensation!"
He lightly tapped his jade belt with his fan, and with a single flirtatious glance, he captivated everyone. "Does being a eunuch mean you have to be fair-skinned and beardless? With my sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, I am the 'Number One Handsome Gentleman of the Inner Palace,' personally bestowed by the Emperor!" Ripples spread through the teacups of the crowd.
"Speaking of the day our family delivered chilled grapes to the Sage—guess what we overheard at the foot of the Xingqing Palace wall?… A few Sogdian merchants were muttering: 'The newly established Abbasid family in the west, no wonder they're the Caliph's family, they eat roasted whole lamb every meal!'"
"Oh? I heard it's roasted whole camel?"
"Maybe it's roasted alpaca..."
"I was furious when I heard that! I slammed the silver pot onto the gold plate and thought to myself, 'These Arabs are so arrogant!'" He suddenly unfolded a map of Baghdad and pressed it against the wall. "Sure enough, their domed palaces are taller than the Hua'e Xianghui Tower, and the streets are truly flowing with honey rivers and milk streams... Could it be that they used our Chang'an city as a template to copy it?!" Everyone laughed.
The strongman stroked his beard with his delicate fingers: "Gentlemen, please don't laugh! The Abbasid royal family are descendants of Abbas ibn, the uncle of the Prophet Muhammad. During the reign of this dynasty, the Islamic world reached its zenith, and it reached its peak during the reigns of Harun al-Rashid and al-Ma'mun..."
Amidst the laughter, he suddenly became serious. "It's a pity that the Mongolian horses' hooves shattered that exquisite dream; who would have thought that the shards of porcelain from Baghdad would end up alongside our rouge box from Mawei Slope!"
As everyone grew curious, the strongman closed his fan and bowed, saying, "Please do me the honor of listening to this half-emperor, half-actor rambling on. As the saying goes: 'The strongman's clever tongue can compose brocade, telling tales of both Eastern and Western elegance...'"