"You know the emperor of Liao?"
While eating, Changliu-jun suddenly said something like this.
"I didn't know each other before." Duan Ling was thinking about how to cooperate with Wu Du and retreated from the 50,000 yuan army outside, and said absently, "I only met recently."
Changliu-jun just asked casually without thinking too much, so Duan Ling concealed it, but Zheng Yan said, "He seems to like you a lot."
"Be pretty." Duan Ling said casually, "A beautiful person always takes advantage. In the eyes of good-looking people, everything in this world is good and kind, because everyone treats him well."
Lang Junxia's hands were temporarily untied, and he ate alone on a table. There were five short cases in Duan Ling's room, the first one on the left was empty to show that it was the position of Wu Du, Zheng Yan was sitting on the Wu Du head, Chang Liujun was the first one on the right, and Lang Junxia was at the bottom of the table.
Duan Ling was eating and eating, and suddenly wondered if it would be the same if he became a prince in the future. Usually, the four assassins take turns on duty, and everyone eats together at dinner. It would be great if Wu Du was here.
"Not necessarily." Lang Junxia said suddenly, "God may not treat him kindly to the person who is loved by the world."
Chang Liujun rolled his eyes, as if he wanted to mock him. Duan Ling didn't want to listen to them squeezing and squeezing while eating, so he said, "Well, Lord Wuluohou's words are reasonable."
Changliu-jun stopped talking.
Duan Ling swept away the dishes made by Zheng Yan, and Changliujun and Lang Junxia really only had this meal after they had all been exposed. After eating, Duan Ling put the food box away and planned to see Zongzhen in the evening.
"Who cleans up?" Changliu-jun asked.
"You clean up." Zheng Yan said, "Here you have the lowest official position, so you clean up."
Lord Changliu said, "Let's pack up the prisoners of war."
Duan Ling said, "It's better to call a servant here." After saying that, Bi got up and went to the real place of Yelu Zong. Zheng Yan got up and wanted to follow him. Duan Ling said, "Everyone rest, don't worry about me."
If you bring Changliujun or Zheng Yan, and hear him talking with Zongzhen, you might be suspicious. Although he can speak Liao with Zongzhen, it is easy to find flaws in his demeanor.
Now that Lang Junxia has been caught, he is no longer in danger, so he doesn't have to worry about it. Duan Ling stretched and walked through the corridor. After a while, it was Lang Junxia who followed.
After Lang Junxia had dinner, his hands were bound again. This time, he used a pair of pig iron handcuffs, which were heavy and had a copper lock. Unless he cut off his wrist, he could not open it at all.
When Changliujun looked out, Duan Ling shook his head, indicating that it was okay.
He was followed by Lang Junxia like this, turned around the garden, and thought in his heart, if he was a martial artist, maybe he would keep an eye on Lang Junxia, but Zheng Yan and Chang Liujun didn't know the relationship between him and Lang Junxia, in their eyes , Lang Junxia is now useless to kill and silence.
If the medicine Wu Du gave him was effective, and now Lang Junxia's martial arts had lost at least 90%, would it still be dangerous
Duan Ling was walking, suddenly turned around, raised his hand to push him, Lang Junxia was caught off guard, his footsteps were vain, and he almost tripped over the flowerpot in the corridor.
The martial arts were indeed suppressed, Duan Ling thought.
Lang Junxia understood what Duan Ling was thinking almost without thinking. After standing still, he said, "Your palm is too hasty."
"My father taught it." Duan Ling replied, "Shanhe Palm Technique, I didn't study it very seriously."
Lang Junxia said: "Hold the elbow with the left hand, push with the right hand, and check with the left hand."
Duan Ling ignored him, turned around and continued to walk forward.
"What are you doing with me?" Duan Lingtou said without looking back.
The shackles and copper locks on Lang Junxia's wrist made a slight slamming sound, but he did not answer.
"I originally wanted to go to Yecheng to find you." Lang Junxia replied nonchalantly, "But you came to Luoyan City, what are you doing here?"
"Zongzhen is here." Duan Ling didn't want to tell him about Qian Qi, so he made up a random reason and replied, "I'm here to thank him for lending me the food."
"I remember." Lang Junxia nodded, "You have saved his life, and he will naturally do his best to help you."
Duan Ling was shocked when he heard the words. Many unreasonable things in the past have now been explained! Why did Lang Junxia know that he protected Zong Zhen! He was not in Beijing at that time!
There is only one explanation - the assassin who suddenly appeared in the spring night is Lang Junxia!
"Is it you who really attacked Zong?" Duan Ling asked in disbelief.
"Well." Lang Junxia said calmly.
"Who asked you to do this?" Duan Ling asked.
Lang Junxia raised his eyebrows slightly and replied, "You will find out later."
Duan Ling: "..."
Duan Ling felt that this guy was simply unreasonable sometimes. His temper was like this in the past, and after so many years, it is still the same now.
He turned around and continued to walk forward, suddenly feeling wrong, turned around, his voice trembling: "You and the Liao people have no grievances or enmity, why did you kill Zongzhen in the first place?"
Lang Junxia looked down at Duan Ling, his eyes crossed Duan Ling again, and turned behind him.
"Duan Ling." Zong Zhen's voice sounded behind Duan Ling, "I was looking for you."
Duan Lingqiang calmed down. Countless thoughts ran through his mind, but they were overthrown one by one. Did Lang Junxia and the Liao people have hatred too? According to what he said before, he didn't mention any feud with Liao, but as long as Lang Junxia didn't want to tell him the truth, he could make up for the rift with Liao, and no one could find out the truth.
His thoughts were in chaos, and he came to Zong Zhen. Zong Zhen just glanced at Lang Junxia, then took Duan Ling's shoulders and went into the hall with him. Lang Junxia followed him to the front of the hall, but was stopped by the guards, so he had to turn around and stay outside the hall.
"What's wrong?" Zong Zhen noticed that Duan Ling's expression changed slightly.
Duan Ling shook his head, Zong Zhen switched to Liao language, and asked, "Now that your identity has changed, do you have to change your name?"
Duan Ling also replied in Liao language: "Call me Wang Shan, although I prefer the name Duan Ling."
Zong Zhen nodded and motioned for Duan Ling to sit on the couch, sitting on the same couch as him, facing each other with a table in the middle. Duan Ling knew that this was a very solemn etiquette - sitting at the same seat with the king, only a very few people in the Liao Kingdom had this treatment, not even Han Weiyong.
"Tell me about you first, what's the matter?" Zong Zhen said seriously.
Duan Ling pondered for a moment, wondering if his plan would work, Chao Zongzhen said, "Wu Du has gone back to lead his troops."
"How many people?" Zong Zhen regained his energy.
"Two thousand." Duan Ling replied, "It's the limit of what I can do."
2,000 people are against 50,000 people, and Cai Yan would definitely scoff at this number, but Duan Ling knew that as long as it was used properly, plus Luoyan City, how could a thousand people come out. Not necessarily, if you want to escape by yourself, you can still escape.
Zong Zhen got up, paced back and forth in the hall, and said to himself, "This is a surprise attack."
Duan Ling was finally relieved. It could be seen that Zongzhen's muscles were not trained in vain, and he must have led soldiers before. If Zongzhen said "too little", it would be over. Even if his father was alive, he could not hold it back. Can run first.
"How many cavalry and how many infantry?" Zong Zhen asked.
"Veteran." Duan Ling replied, "All of them can ride and shoot with bows and arrows on their backs, swords on their backs, and swords and knives when they go down to the ground. They have been guarding Yecheng and Hejian for more than ten years. It used to be..." Duan Ling thought about it. After thinking about it, he finally said seriously: "The Northern Army, my late father's old army, specially fights with you Liao people and Yuan people."
"If you know you are here to save me." Yelu Zongzhen asked, "Will there be any resistance?"
Duan Ling replied, "No, I believe in Wu Du."
It was Wu Du's soldier. Since he agreed, he would definitely find a way. Otherwise, as Duan Ling, he was only the prefect, and he would not be able to leapfrog to manage the soldiers of the Hebei Army.
"Okay." When Yelu Zong really wanted to say "Let me think about it", he suddenly changed his mind, sat down, took Duan Ling's hand in his hand, and clasped both hands together, and asked, "What are your plans?"
"I don't have any arrangements." Duan Ling still decided to keep a hand, not wanting Yelu Zong to really know his arrangements, and replied, "You said, I will send a letter to Wu Du and let him do it."
So Yelu Zongzhen nodded and said, "In this way, you have to take the road and pass through your Chen country, then travel from Tongguan to Xiliang, and then go back to Zhongjing."
Since Duan Ling wanted to help Zongzhen, he had to send the Buddha to the west, and let him fend for himself after breaking through. He also thought about this carefully and replied, "I wrote a letter to Yu Han Bin, the guard of Biguan, when the time comes, you pretend to be a businessman, go straight through the customs, and go out from Yubiguan, just to take a little less travel."
Yelu Zongzhen took the letter from Duan Ling, just glanced at it, put it aside, and said, "Thank you."
Duan Ling knew that he still had to think about it, so he couldn't help but say, "Zong Zhen."
If it were changed from the past, he would definitely not have said this, but now the status of the two is equal. Although Duan Ling is the prince, he is still a prince who is exiled and has not been recognized. However, in terms of etiquette, the monarch and the prince are the same. The two were on an equal footing, and because of this, Yelu Zongzhen treated Duan Ling with the courtesy of the prince from the very beginning.
Yelu Zong really looked into Duan Ling's eyes.
"I'll just say something." Duan Ling said, "This time it's your fate and mine. Come again, I really don't know where you are."
"I know." Yelu Zongzhen naturally understood that Duan Ling was reminding him that it would be too dangerous if he didn't clean up Han Weiyong quickly.
"It was you who was by my side last time, so that I could escape that catastrophe." Yelu Zongzhen said, "After all, I have a thought in my heart, I don't want to just do it...do it."
Duan Ling knew that he was referring to the Empress Dowager Xiao. After all, they were mother and son, and Yelu Zong really had some scruples. If he did not take measures immediately after returning to China, then everything Duan Ling tried so hard to do would be in vain. . There was no problem in saving him, but after saving him, in the end things didn't go the way he thought, which Duan Ling couldn't accept.
Since ancient times, the family of ruthless emperors, father and son cannibalized each other, murdered each other, and it has often happened. What if it was me instead
"You can rest assured." Yelu Zongzhen said, "I was not familiar with the government at that time, and the people I trained did not rise up, so I went back to the rear and did not move. This time Han Weiyong knew that if he didn't kill me, I would kill him, and this was the case. I assure you that after returning to Beijing, I will try to get rid of him within half a year."
Duan Ling nodded. With this assurance, he felt a little more at ease.