Although the temperature has risen, the mountain wind at night still carries a chill on people.

Listening to the whistling mountain wind, Yang Hui's heart was cold.

After walking somehow far, someone untied his blindfold. The few guards he brought with him were not there, maybe in the eyes of this group of fans, he was a big fish, and those guards were completely dispensable.

Yang Hui opened his eyes and saw that it was a stone room, surrounded by more than 20 old men in their fifties, left, which is also the difference between the Han and the Han, the Han people are the right, and the Fan people are mostly left.

The other thing is that these people wear filial piety.

This is also understandable, Han Jiang's Lu Bu said that he killed 200,000 Xia troops, how many prisoners of war were among them, and how many were killed, Yang Hui is still not clear. But seeing the bloodstains on the road along the way, I think that the number of Xia soldiers who were killed will not be small.

Then maybe some of these people's children were killed, so they wore filial piety.

It's a big deal, so he has the courage to explain: "Everyone, I am the envoy of the Song Dynasty. ”

"Lieutenant envoy, it's you who beat it." An old man in the lead said angrily. It's not bad, he can understand the Song Dynasty dialect, but the bad thing is that he took the lead.

The rest of the people also rushed up and punched and kicked them.

"Don't fight, I'm here to negotiate peace on behalf of the court, I'm a good person."

This shout really worked, and the old man in the lead asked everyone to stop and asked in Song Dynasty dialect, which was not very fluent: "What's your name?" ”

"It's Yang Hui."

"What," the old man punched again.

"I, I." Yang Hui was blinded.

"And what are you here for?"

"I'm telling the three armies to stop attacking. Then make peace with your country. ”

"Negotiate peace. So many of our boys were killed by your Song army together, so forget it. The old man obviously had a bad temper, and as soon as he finished speaking, he punched Yang Hui's face with two punches, and immediately bruised and swollen Yang Hui's face.

"Don't fight, don't fight, you have something to say."

"Then you say."

"Fellow fathers and fellow villagers, I am just a lieutenant envoy. You can't call the shots. ”

"That's not!" The old man's fist came again.

"No, I mean that I used to come to Gyeongju, and I couldn't call the shots, and I wanted to hate you and hate that kid named Wang Ju."

"You Song people are not good things." The old man came up a few more punches.

At this moment, Yang Hui has definitely become a war lover, this group of savages, kill well.

But you have to say something, or you will lose your life here tonight. In fact, Yang Huibiao is already very good, if he is replaced by other Wenchen, he may lie on the ground and cry for his father and begging his mother.

Yang Hui endured the pain. His mind was spinning rapidly, and he said, "Everyone. Ladies and gentlemen, there were bad people and good people in our Song Dynasty. That Wang Ju is a bad person, but I am a good person. ”

"Just like you, you're still a good person." The old man threw a few more punches.

"You can't fight, it's a small matter if you kill me, no one will stop Wang Ju, he is heading west, won't more of you Xixia people die under his butcher's knife?"

There seems to be some truth to this.

A few elderly people began to mumble, but Yang Hui couldn't understand what he said in the party language.

After a while, another person asked, "And what proof do you have?" ”

"So I write a letter to your lord in your presence." After Yang Hui finished speaking, he wanted to slap his mouth, saying that the lord of the country, he should say that the queen mother, he called the queen mother and did not make a mistake, and these fans will not blame after listening to it. But it's not good to say that the lord of the country is not good, he has not made a mistake, but how can these people endure it?

I didn't expect that the man was very calm, about a barbarian, and he couldn't figure out the difference between the lord of the country and His Majesty, he only said: "We don't have a pen." ”

"I've got it in my bag."

The man went out and took Yang Hua's bag, there were some broken money in the bag, Jiaozi, edicts, letters, and some pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, these are all very important things, pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are also important, all the way over, you have to record, you can't buy pen, ink, paper, and inkstone everywhere, these may be used as evidence in the future.

Yang Hui began to write.

He didn't believe that these Fanzi could send this letter to the Liang family, but the letter was still very formal, righteous and strict, not arrogant or humble, at most it expressed some peace wishes, hoping that the Liang family would take the initiative to cooperate, and the two countries would be able to make peace with each other.

But I didn't expect that Fan Zi was still literate, two-thirds of the words, and people actually read them, and then a few punches came over: "What is this writing?" ”

Most of the words are recognized, but they can be linked together, and these fanzi can't understand it.

The reason is that Yang Hui wrote four six bodies, and it is right to use four or six bodies, and most of the regular edicts of the Song Dynasty used four or six bodies, and the national letters also used four or six bodies, including the national letters issued to the Song Dynasty by the Western Xia, which were also four or six bodies.

But this thing is in order to pile up the rhyme, catchy, many empty words, and many allusions, not to mention these few fans, even ordinary readers, it is difficult to understand its specific meaning.

"No, by the way, you can't write like Fan Laozi wrote about anything."

Yang Hui is about to fall, these fanzi actually still know Fan Zhongyan's Yueyang Lou Ji, it seems that Fan Zhongyan was really famous in this area.

But he figured it out, that is, the ancient prose style.

That's okay, Yang Hui had to re-push it and write it again.

However, Yang Hui still wanted to be sloppy, but he only wrote a few paragraphs, and a few punches came up: "Can't you respect our Great Xia!" ”

My tone is respectful enough, it is difficult for me to grovel, but in this case, he had to lower his head, write a letter of the country that was close to losing power and humiliating the country, and then stamped it, and looked at these people with blank eyes, thinking, this time you can let me go.

Na Fanzi seemed to be thinking about it, he thought for a while and asked: "By the way, I heard that you officials in the Song Dynasty are very rich." ”

This is not right, it depends on what kind of official, like Wang Ju's current official, the annual income is only about 1,000 yuan, of course, after this war, a series of rewards may be paid several times. As for the average county official, the annual income may be less than 500 yuan. But at the height of Han Qi, the income may reach sixty or seventy thousand. Seventy or eighty thousand. But Yang Hui is not bad. His annual salary is also close to what Bao Zheng earned when he was the governor of Kaifeng. There are almost 30,000 salary and benefits!

Count as a rich man.

But how does Yang Hui answer this question?

"In this way, since you are friendly to our Great Xia, you can look at our stockade......" Yang Hua can't see the situation in the village, but this room can be seen, and almost all the walls are empty. The man said, "Why don't you donate 20,000 yuan to us." ”

"I don't have that much money in my hands, by the way, I have more than a thousand guanzi in this bag, and I will hand them all over to you." Yang Hui said. This has the travel expenses he brought, as well as the minister's money issued by the imperial court, that is, the cost of business trips.

"No, then you have to write an owe note." The old man on the side jumped up again.

In order to survive, then write.

At this moment, another person broke in, and he muttered a few words to the people in the house, who immediately put away the IOU and "Guoxin" he had written, blindfolded him again, and pushed him out. Yang Hua couldn't see it. But his ears could hear the sound of horses' hooves beside him. There was also the sound of pushing, and several of the guards he had brought with him were also released.

A few people didn't know how long they pushed it again, someone ripped off Yang Hua's blindfold, and it was no longer in the original place, but in another place, one of them seemed to see that he had a good attitude, and pointed to the road "kindly", saying: "You want to go to that kid's barracks, go along this road, it's that kid's barracks." ”

This person also wears filial piety, and it seems that a family member was also killed by Wang Ju, so he gritted his teeth. After saying that, the group disappeared into the mountains. This Yang Hui doesn't care, it's not a big loss, is it possible that these people really went to the capital to ask for this debt from themselves?

It's just that he's worried about that letter now, so don't fall into the wrong hands.

This made him regret it very much, he knew that this was the case, it was better to rest in the White Leopard City for a night, and set off early tomorrow morning, so the flying disaster that came.

But thinking that these didn't work, he immediately got on the horse, and now it's still not safe here, this group of fanzi is still good at talking, not good at talking, seeing their official uniforms, maybe they will kill themselves, who will blame them when the time comes?

As soon as a few people got on their horses and rode for a while, they saw a group of cavalry coming with torches, which was the armor of the Song army. ”

Yang Hui stopped his horse and asked, "Are you ......?"

"The small is that the cavalry is all head and leaf high, Ming Gong heard that you came to the military camp overnight, but I haven't seen you for a long time, I am afraid that something will happen to you, I sent someone to greet you, but I didn't see the envoy, Ming Gong was worried, so he sent a large number of cavalry out to search. Lieutenant Envoy Yang, what's wrong with you? As Ye Gao spoke, he saw that Yang Hui was beaten and his nose was blue and his face was swollen.

Yang Hui smiled bitterly: "Don't mention it, I really met a group of Fanzi, I was robbed by them, I beat him, and I was lucky to use words to prevaricate and was released by them." ”

Suddenly, he had an idea, no wonder a fan broke into the house just now, and said a few words nervously, and then these fan children released themselves, it turned out that Wang Ju sent someone out to search. In the end, everyone was an official of the Song Dynasty, and he was a little excited at this time.

"Lieutenant envoy, this is behind enemy lines, Hengshan Barbarian is the most terrible barbarian in Western Xia, even when we go out to reconnoitre, we have to gather in groups, so as not to encounter accidents, how can the envoy only take a few horses, and then rush to the night...... Fortunately, fortunately, it is a great blessing to be able to come out safely, the envoy, there is a big camp more than ten miles ahead, hurry up and rest and rest. Ye Gao said angrily, and suddenly remembered again: "The envoy, it was the barbarian from the stockade who did it." ”

"We were blindfolded and walked a long way," Yang Hui was not a fool, he shook his head and said, "I can't find it." ”

This is Hengshan, a vast mountain, as long as it is a few miles up, God knows that it was made by the Tibetan people of the village.

"In that case, then the lieutenant envoy should follow me back to the barracks." Ye Gao Dao. As he spoke, he blew the trumpet, long and short, and this was the trumpet to report the news.

After blowing the horn, he took Yang Hui to the barracks, and after a while, a team of cavalry poured out of various small mountain roads, it seems that Wang Ju was worried that something would happen to Yang Hui, so he sent a lot of rangers to search, and even searched for the village, but he did not enter the village, otherwise he would not have alarmed the people of the village.

The group ran forward, and after a while came to a valley, where Wang Ju set up a military camp, with trenches, fences, and horses, all the same, and leaned on a hillside, easy to defend and difficult to attack. But Yang Hui can't understand it.

It's just that the barracks are silent except for groups of patrolling soldiers. Yang Hui asked, "What about Wang Ju." ”

Scholars are particular, soldiers don't pay attention to what they are, they don't care what the name is, some soldiers don't even have all their names, what Zhu Eighteen, Li Thirteen, Ding Xiaosi, Ye Gao heard Yang Hui call Wang Ju's name, and he was not as angry as Zhang Qi, he said: "Lieutenant Envoy, please wait a while, but Lieutenant Envoy, please remember, there are orders in the army, those who patrol laxly and nap, or those who make noise in the barracks, will be sixty rods at the light level, and one hundred rods at the worst." ”

"Could it be that he ......" Yang Hui originally wanted to say that Wang Ju still dared to stick me, but seeing this military discipline, it was really hard to say, if Wang Ju used himself to establish his authority, he would beat himself, so what, he didn't know the story of Zhou Yafu's rule of the army.

This, it's really hard to say, if Yang Hui violates military discipline in the barracks, Wang Ju will not kill him, but I'm afraid that the cane will be executed. But if Zhao Ji came, he wouldn't have done Zhou Yafu's stupid thing, is it really a beautiful talk for Zhou Yafu to govern the army? That's called a fool, and Zhao Ji's measurement is not as good as Emperor Jing of Han, and even less as Emperor Wen of Han.

Yang Hui had no choice but to wait.

While waiting, he looked at the barracks curiously, as for the layout of the barracks, he couldn't understand the layout, but he could see the solemn atmosphere in the barracks. No matter what his attitude towards Wang Ju is, he has to admit that Wang Ju can fight, and if he can fight, he will govern the army.

In addition to the three armies who were sleeping soundly, there were many patrolling soldiers, one by one, marching with neat steps, solemn faces, and constantly looking outside the barracks, although there was no one outside.

He looked at it, and saw many Tibetan people.

This is also Wang Ju's intentional arrangement, especially those strong men, because of the lack of training in peacetime, poor military discipline, and poor cooperation, but their individual combat effectiveness is very strong. This made Wang Ju feel very pity, anyway, there was nothing to do for them to go home now, so they were all brought out after the war and put them in the army to sharpen. These strongmen have grown up, and there is no doubt that in the future, Gyeongju will have a powerful additional army in its hands that does not need any money to feed.

But a strong man is a strong man after all, without stabbing his face, not even his hands.

Therefore, Yang Hui looked at it, and thought of the lord of the country again, and became suspicious in his heart. (To be continued......)