"Can the assassin who went to Beijing back then have any clues?" Duan Ling asked again.
He already knew that it was Lang Junxia, but he vaguely felt that this matter was not simple. Since Lang Junxia didn't say it, he could only see if Zong Zhen was clear.
"I'm looking for you." Yelu Zongzhen pondered for a moment, then got up, walked a few steps, and said, "Maybe it has something to do with this. That assassin is someone sent by you Chen Guo."
I know, Duan Ling thought.
Yelu Zongzhen continued: "According to this, I suspect that Han Weiyong and you Chen Guo had contacts at that time, but this matter still needs to be verified. After I bring down Han Weiyong, I will torture you, and within half a year, I can return the truth to you. "
Duan Ling felt that there was a layer of fog in front of him, and the truth of some things was vague and ready to be revealed, but there was always that last key point.
"What I want to say is the whereabouts of the two swords." Yelu Zongzhen said, "After the fall of Shangjing..."
Duan Ling immediately covered Yelu Zongzhen's mouth and realized that Lang Junxia was still outside the room.
Yelu Zongzhen and Duan Ling looked at each other very closely.
After a while, Yelu Zongzhen brought a piece of paper and wrote in Liao language: "The Liao and Yuan armies fought fiercely for three days and nights, and finally drove the Yuan army out of the city. Later, when cleaning the battlefield, he picked up an ancient sword outside Fangwen Lane. Presented to Han Weiyong. 】
At that moment, Duan Ling's heartbeat stopped instantly.
Fangwen Lane, which is outside Qionghua Courtyard.
His eyes were red, and he looked at Zongzhen with a forbearance of grief. Zong Zhen was immediately uneasy, his lips moved slightly: "Duan Ling?"
Duan Ling shook his head slowly, and the scene of that year's Qixi night appeared in front of his eyes - Li Jianhong, with the last bit of strength, came to the alley, beyond a wall, where heaven and man were forever separated.
Duan Ling gestured for you to continue speaking. Zong Zhen was silent for a moment, and then wrote: [But I have never seen it, just heard that this sword should still be in Han Weiyong's hands, believe me, I will definitely get it for you. 】
"Is the other sword Kublai Khan's golden sword?" Duan Ling asked.
Although Yelu Zongzhen didn't understand why Duan Ling switched to pen and paper when talking about Zhenshanhe, and it didn't matter when he talked about the golden sword, he didn't ask too much, just answered: "Yes, is that sword in your hands? in hand?"
Duan Ling replied, "It used to be in my hands, but I lost it when I ran away."
"Do you remember where the last time you saw it was?"
Duan Ling recalled for a long time, and then said: "In a village, not far from Shangjing."
"I'll send someone to look for it after I go back." Yelu Zongzhen nodded and said, "If it wasn't picked up, it should be in the original place; if it was picked up by someone nearby, as long as it wasn't sold, it could still be found. Yes, if it's sold, it's hard to say."
"What's the use of looking for it?" Duan Ling asked.
"Having that sword is one of the conditions for being recognized as a descendant of Kublai Khan." Yelu Zongzhen said, "If you can find it, you must destroy it, and within a hundred years at least, you can't let the Yuan people come up with a leader who can command them. Khans of all the ministries."
Duan Ling completely agreed with this, thinking of Batu, he sighed again and nodded.
"You can give it to Boer Chijin." Duan Ling thought about it and said, "The combined forces of the two countries will eat our Da Chen."
Yelu Zongzhen laughed and said, "Are you eating his vinegar?"
"Didn't you put the Yuanren in first?" Although Duan Ling didn't want to say it, he couldn't help saying.
"You marry me." Zong Zhen teased, "There are no such things, expel the Yuan people, unify the Central Plains, you manage the world, I will serve you well, it will be a peaceful and prosperous world."
Duan Ling was talking about it, but he was about to be teased by Zongzhen again. I don't know how real or fake this guy was, but I remembered that I heard before that Liao people are martial, and after entering politics, they all prefer literati for some reason, and their love is a bit morbid. Especially the Yelu family.
Zongzhen may not really have any love or affection for himself, but he just likes himself very much. If he couldn't ask any more questions, Duan Ling said goodbye to Zong Zhen and asked him to think about it first.
"Who told you to kill Zongzhen?" Duan Ling asked Lang Junxia in a low voice when he came out.
Lang Junxia asked, "Where is Zhenshan River?"
"Did you think I would tell you?" Duan Ling didn't expect Lang Junxia to dare to ask himself.
"Don't let Changliu-Jun get it." Lang Junxia whispered, "Otherwise, Mu Kuangda would not be afraid of anything."
"Even if he gets it, he must hand it over." Duan Ling suddenly became angry and said solemnly, "Lang Junxia, what are you thinking?"
"Zhenshan and rivers are different." Lang Junxia replied, "As long as any descendant of Baihutang can be in charge, if Lord Changliu refuses to hand it over, your fourth uncle will have nothing to do with him."
Is that right? Instead, Duan Ling felt that what Lang Junxia said at this time did not seem like he was lying to himself.
At night, the courtyard was roaring, and the cold wind was blowing. Lang Junxia made an unexpected move—he raised his handcuffed hands and tidied up Duan Ling's collar.
Duan Ling took a step away, panicked inexplicably, and looked away, not wanting to look at Lang Junxia again, and then hurried through the corridor as if he had a guilty conscience, distraught.
Lang Junxia quickly chased after him, kept silent, and followed him into the room.
Zheng Yan was still drinking, Duan Ling felt that his drinking had never stopped, and Changliu-jun didn't know where he went.
"Where's Lord Changliu?" Duan Ling asked.
"I said I have something to do and go out." Zheng Yan replied.
Duan Ling thought for a while, and knew that Lord Changliu should be there to protect Qian Qi. The north wind blew the whole city like an ice cellar that night.
Duan Ling sighed.
"What's wrong?" Zheng Yan said.
"Go to sleep." Duan Ling said, "I'm sleepy."
Zheng Yan asked, "Do you want to sleep with me?"
Duan Ling waved his hands, Lang Junxia got up and was about to go outside the room. Duan Ling thought about it, but said, "Wuluohoumu, you can sleep in the room."
He sometimes doesn't know if Zheng Yan is joking, or if he really wants to do something to himself. With Lang Junxia around, Zheng Yan can't run to the bed in front of others... Although Duan Ling really feels that even if Zheng Yan climbs up Now, Lang Junxia can only watch.
"I will fight him desperately." Lang Junxia seemed to have guessed what Duan Ling was thinking.
Duan Ling: "..."
"What are you fighting for?" Zheng Yan asked inexplicably.
"Stop talking, go to sleep." Duan Ling was exhausted, too many things happened today, Wu Du rode to the sky, and if he was traveling day and night, he should have reached the Black Valley.
In another day, he will be able to return to Ye City, and the speed of rushing to the sky is very fast. In two days, he will be able to bring people back to the Black Valley. One more day to arm him... Duan Ling was so sleepy that he gradually fell asleep.
These days, as always, everyone has shown extraordinary patience, perhaps this is the ability of the assassin. They shouldn't have asked, Zheng Yan and Changliu-jun didn't ask a word. Apart from occasionally opening a topic and making endless ridicule, Duan Ling was generally tolerable.
Duan Ling gradually learned how to quickly kill the topic at the initial stage when they started a topic, so that he could keep his ears clean for nearly half an hour.
On the third day, Yelu Zongzhen came over in person and glanced at the three people in the room.
"Are you ready to go?" Duan Ling walked into the courtyard and asked.
The snow has melted, the ground is dirty, the weather is getting warmer again, and again and again, there is still nearly a month before the real winter.
"Ready to go." Yelu Zongzhen said, "Have your people arrived?"
"It's here." Duan Ling replied.
He knew that as long as Wu Du made an appointment with him, he would rush there no matter what.
"Here is the layout of the Yuan army's barracks." Yelu Zongzhen said, "Take a look."
Duan Ling opened the parchment that Yelu Zongzhen handed over and asked, "Where did you get it?"
"Shuluduan drew it from memory." Yelu Zongzhen replied, "Tonight, we will send troops to try to rush to the camp. You and I will rush through the enemy's defensive circle and flee to the southeast."
"My reinforcements are here." Duan Ling walked side by side with Zongzhen, clicked on the black valley on the map, and said, "There are only two thousand people in ambush."
"Enough." Yelu Zongzhen said, "They may not recognize us. If the battalion is successful and the pursuers are thrown away, they don't even need to work your reinforcements."
"No." Duan Ling said, "If the other party was Batu, it would be impossible to let you go so easily."
He stopped and looked at Yelu Zongzhen.
"If it really doesn't work." Yelu Zongzhen said, "You must return to the territory of Chen State. I will stay and drag them. He doesn't know that you are by my side, so there is no need to get stuck together."
Duan Ling suddenly laughed, and Yelu Zong asked in surprise, "What are you laughing at?"
Duan Ling thought to himself that you are so daring, aren't you afraid that I and Batu colluded and tricked you out of the city to sell it? I don't know why, but he just thinks that Zongzhen can be trusted - just like he is not afraid that Zongzhen will throw him to Batu and escape his shell; Zongzhen is not afraid that he will join forces with Batu to pit him.
After all, Liao and Chen are now living and dying together. Sometimes, the alliance of interests is much more reliable than feelings, which makes their friendship no longer have to go through any challenges.
"I have one more thing that needs to be arranged by you." Duan Ling explained his plan to Yelu Zongzhen in a low voice, only saying that his subordinates were going to send someone out of the city, but did not say who it was.
"The sound of the east hit the west." Yelu Zongzhen said, "It seems to be good."
"So it's set for tonight?" Duan Ling asked in a low voice.
Yelu Zongzhen nodded, and Duan Ling went back to prepare, first to support Lang Junxia, and then to inform Changliujun and Zheng Yan of the plan in detail.
"Tonight." Duan Ling said, "All the forces of the Yuan army will be concentrated at the Dongcheng Gate."
Duan Ling drew a route on the topographic map of Luoyan City and said, "As long as there is a disturbance, there will be 200 people in Luoyan City's defense army who will accompany you to rush to kill. There are ten teams in total, 250 teams and 400 teams respectively. Five teams."
Changliujun: "..."
Zheng Yan laughed and said, "You are serious!"
Duan Ling arranged for a full ten teams to escape from Luoyan City separately. In this way, the Yuan army could not tell which team was Zong Zhen, and would definitely go all out.
"What if I'm caught here?" Changliu-jun asked.
"Then I have no choice." Duan Ling spread his hands.
Qian Qi and Zongzhen, who is more important? The position of the prince of his own country, the diplomatic relations between the two countries... Duan Ling can still tell which is more important.
Lord Changliu took the token and went out on his own, preparing to wait for the guards at the west gate at Zi Shi, and take Qian Qi out of the city. There is nothing to do with Duan Ling anymore.
Then, Duan Lingcai said to Zheng Yan, "How to deal with Wuluohoumu?"
"Take him away." Zheng Yan replied, "don't be afraid."
"Then what?" Duan Ling asked.
"Detain him in Yecheng." Zheng Yan said, "Don't return him to the East Palace. In this case, the crown prince will be suspicious, and he will make plans at that time."
Duan Ling wanted to ask Zheng Yan, so he will be responsible for protecting himself and Lang Junxia, is there any problem? But thinking that Yelu Zongzhen is not a vegetarian, there are so many guards under him, who are divided into ten teams to break through. There are many masters in their team, and there is Zheng Yan, but it is the safest.
"Okay." Duan Ling actually wanted to let Lang Junxia go, but where should he go? Without the antidote to Wu Du, he is just an ordinary person, should he be left to fend for himself