Yelu Dashi didn't recognize it at first, but when he heard the voice, he immediately sobered up, took a step back, and instantly shouted, "Someone!"
Several guards rushed out and surrounded Yelu Dashi, but Li Jianhong put down the tea cup and said to himself: "The solitary king is not as good as a bereaved dog now, why is Brother Yelu so nervous?"
Yelu Dashi lost his composure for a while, but when he regained his senses, he found that Li Jianhong was the only one in the hall. He looked at Xunchun and said, "You, your Qionghuayuan, is actually..."
"I don't know this guest." Xunchun replied safely, "It's just that once he came here, he couldn't drive him away. He was willing to leave unless he saw the king. The king, please be sure to clear up your doubts."
"Come in and have a glass of wine." Li Jianhong said, "Whether it is kindness or hatred, thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, why should you be so brooding?"
Yelu Dashi sneered, but he was quite refreshing, and stepped in. Xunchun closed the door behind him immediately.
"You wait outside." Yelu Dashi said, "No one is allowed to come in without my order."
Nishikawa.
"I think sometimes."
In the dark night, the light rain was pattering, and Lang Junxia was standing in the deep alley.
Lang Junxia has been cornered and can't stop breathing. Soldiers surrounded him and blocked him at the entrance of the alley. Zhao Kui, with his cloak flying, stepped on the rain, and the water splashed. Lang Junxia leaned in front of the wall in the alley and broke his fingers. Half of his arm has turned bluish black, one hand is swollen and the skin is shiny.
"What method did Li Jianhong use to make you so determined." Zhao Kui put his hands behind him, standing tall, and the light from the torches shone on Lang Junxia's face.
"In life, you always have to go to one person." Lang Junxia said lightly, "It's not you, it's him, come and go, all are passers-by, what's the difference?"
There were machine crossbows everywhere in the alley, in the surrounding houses, on the corrugated roof, and behind Lang Junxia. In order to catch him, Zhao Kui mobilized thousands of people in Xichuan.
"Li Jianhong is exhausted." Zhao Kui said, "Abandon the darkness and turn to the light, I respect you as a man, and it is useless to say more."
Lang Junxia took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and let out the breath slowly.
"I originally thought that Changliu-jun's skills would not use poison." Lang Junxia whispered.
Zhao Kui turned to leave, his men stepped forward, supported Lang Junxia, and left the alley.
Shangjing.
"Have a glass of wine." Li Jianhong said casually, "I can't show my true face, but I hope you forgive me."
Li Jianhong lifted the pot and poured wine for the two of them.
Yelu Dashi didn't drink that cup of wine. He tapped his finger on the table, and Li Jianhong said, "It's my son in the screen behind."
Yelu Dashi kept staring at the screen, Duan Ling did not know whether to come out or not, and finally the shadow bowed slightly on the screen.
Yelu Dashi just drank the glass of wine and put it upside down on the table.
"They said that among the Han people, you are the most daring." Yelu Dashi was slightly drunk before he came to Qionghua Courtyard, and at this moment, his face was drunk, and he murmured, "What do you want to do when you come to Beijing at this time? "
"The world is big." Li Jianhong said casually, "I have a home but I can't go back. I don't want to mix with Yuan people, so I have to live in Shangjing."
"Stay here?" Yelu Dashi was very puzzled. The mortal enemy had quietly sneaked into his territory and couldn't help but say, "Where do you live?"
Yelu Dashi narrowed his eyes, looked at Li Jianhong, and suddenly remembered the assassin from a few years ago.
"That time of Mingtang!" Yelu Dashi said in shock.
"Yes." Li Jianhong said, "one of them is my subordinate, and the other is the assassin sent by Zhao Kui to murder my son."
Yelu Dashi got up and walked a few steps in the hall, but Li Jianhong turned over the cup on the table and said, "How about another cup?"
Yelu Dashi turned around, faced Li Jianhong, and said coldly, "What exactly do you want?"
"Nan Chen's situation, you know." Li Jianhong said, "Zhao Kui cut my military power, and the emperor ordered me to escort me back to Xichuan to ask the guilt. Sometimes, things are limited to what you see, come and drink. ."
Yelu Dashi was suspicious, let out a long sigh, and then said: "You go, you can't be accommodated in Beijing."
"Then ask your subordinates to come in, tie me up, and escort Xichuan to go?" Li Jianhong said casually.
"I can't keep you either." Yelu Dashi thought for a moment, admitted the fact that he was useless, and said, "In Shangjing, you can come when you want, or go when you want, just like walking on the ground. What else do you want?"
"I'm here to save you." Li Jianhong said lightly, "It's just because your death is imminent."
Yelu Dashi suddenly turned around and glared angrily at Li Jianhong.
"The Yuan people are heading south, they have already broken Hu Chang, and they are forming a team in the mountains. They will be attacked by Shangjing in a few days." Li Jianhong said, "Shulujin guards the north road, Wang Ping guards the south road, and your two generals will resist. The iron cavalry of the Buerchijin clan can’t live without it, and now that Qichi escapes, he will definitely take revenge on you.”
Yelu Dashi laughed instead and said, "Li Jianhong, you still like alarmism."
"Han Weiyong has been waiting for this moment for a long time." Li Jianhong said lightly, "If my expectations are not bad, his son should go to Zhongjing in the name of studying."
Yelu Dashi: "..."
"If my expectations are not bad, after the Yuan army has broken through the north and south roads and slaughtered the city, the reinforcements you are waiting for should not come." Li Jianhong made another "please" gesture and said, "The lonely king is patient. Limited, Brother Yelu, do you want to drink this glass of wine or not?"
After a long silence, Yelu Dashi finally sat down slowly.
"I have been in charge of the North Court for twenty-two years." Yelu Dashi said, "I made a statement to the late emperor back then, that as long as you Han people come, you will definitely be intrigued and uneasy."
Yelu Dashi said word by word, closed his eyes, and drank Li Jianhong's glass of wine.
"The road south of Yubi Pass is being guarded by Qi Chi." Li Jianhong said, "There are pros and cons, and it seems that I don't need to forgive them: fighting against Su, badger, tired charm, fighting against Yihuang, ants, and Wuyan. Coughing, barking and barking, it's new!
Li Jianhong filled the glass with three fingers and placed it in front of Yelu Dashi.
"It's still my honor." Li Jianhong didn't even look at Yelu Dashi, and made a "please" gesture, "Brother Yelu, please."
Yelu Dashi didn't drink the glass of wine, and sat on the other side of the table on the couch, with his elbows on the table, approached a little, and stared at Li Jianhong.
"Do you know why Zhao Kui wants to kill you?" Yelu Dashi said.
"I don't hate Zhao Kui." Li Jianhong said, "This is the truth. I have no deep hatred with him, each has his own way to go. , that's another story."
There was a sudden noise outside, Yelu Dashi's face changed slightly, and Li Jianhong turned to the door.
"You can't go in." Xunchun's voice said, "Your Majesty will meet guests inside."
"Your Majesty." Cai Wen gasped, "Please hurry back to the North Courtyard, there are messengers coming from the north and the south!"
Yelu Dashi's expression changed immediately, but Li Jianhong didn't say a word.
After Cai Wen finished reporting, he turned and left.
"Go and bring out the king's horse." Xunchun's voice whispered outside.
Xunchun opened the hall door, and Yelu Dashi suddenly stood up.
"How long has it been since we last fought?"
"Five years." Yelu Dashi left with a gloomy face and strode away, never drinking the third glass of wine.
"Don't let it go." Li Jianhong said, "Go slowly and don't send it off."
When Yelu Dashi heard these words, he suddenly stopped, and then turned around and walked towards Li Jianhong. Li Jianhong had already stood up, dressed in a brocade robe, and looked at Yelu Dashi with his hands behind his back.
Yelu Dashi stopped again, turned to leave, reached the threshold, but came back again, Li Jianhong smiled and looked at him. Duan Ling stuck out his head curiously and looked at Yelu Dashi, but was pushed back by Li Jianhong.
"These days, you and your son are in Beijing." Yelu Dashi said.
"Exactly." Li Jianhong said seriously, "but I will never hand him over to you. You only need to know that he is in the city. Don't try to test my bottom line, Brother Yelu."
Yelu Dashi looked at Li Jianhong for a moment, walked to the table, picked up the glass of wine, drank it, and threw it on the ground. Li Jianhong made a gesture of "please" and sent Yelu Dashi out of the hall. .
Duan Ling then climbed out from behind the screen.
"Understood?" Li Jianhong asked.
"I don't understand." Duan Ling shook his head.
"Are you full?" Li Jianhong asked again.
Duan Ling nodded, and Li Jianhong said, "Go home."
This night, Li Jianhong didn't seem to be able to sleep. He just held Duan Ling and kept talking to him. Duan Ling understood a little - the three kingdoms of Liao, Chen, and Yuan were mutually restrained. When one party is too powerful, the other two will tacitly unite to contain the powerful country. The battle of Huai Shui was the battlefield between Liao and Chen, and the Yuan people were restrained from the side. When the Liao state was prosperous, the Han people borrowed the power of the Yuan people to consume the Liao state's military.
Now that the Yuan people come back, Chen Guo's attitude is very important. The humiliation of Shangzi has not been forgotten. With Zhao Kui's style, Ren Yuan and Liao should be allowed to lose both, and it is even very likely that they will unite with Nan Chen. Once Nanchen and the Yuan people join forces, the Liao Kingdom will be greatly damaged, and Yelu Dashi is facing a war that is almost impossible to win, and will also become the target of public criticism.
Duan Ling remembered the last sentence he asked before falling asleep:
"What if you regret it?"
Li Jianhong replied, "If I were someone who would go back on regrets, Xunchun wouldn't be playing that flute outside."
Duan Ling had not heard it. He didn't know that the flute was only understood by the Han people. When it was played, it was sad and tactful.
Nishikawa.
"I don't hate Li Jianhong." Zhao Kui said, "On the contrary, I admire him very much. I have been in the country for 400 years, and so far only one Li Jianhong with such a skill as a god has emerged. "
Lang Junxia's hand was slashed several times, and poisonous blood was continuously released. Zhao Kui and Wu Du watched from the side. After being brought back to the General's Mansion, Lang Junxia kept his silence as always, and Wu Du looked at him with contempt. , frowned slightly, as if looking at a medicine man.
"Remove his shackles." Zhao Kui ordered.
The subordinates stepped forward and unlocked Lang Junxia.
Zhao Kui sat down, took a sip of tea, and said, "Do you know why I killed Li Jianhong?"
Lang Junxia remained silent.
Zhao Kui said: "In the seventeenth year of Qingyuan, 270,000 troops were recruited from the four states in the Central Plains, and 414,000 taels were taxed."
"In the nineteenth year of Qingyuan, the four states recruited 330,000 soldiers and paid 360,000 taxes."
"In the 27th year of Qingyuan, there were 360,000 soldiers and 190,000 taxes. Among them, Jiangzhou's children joined the army the most, followed by Yizhou, Yangzhou and Jiaozhou."
"The soldiers are collected more and more every year, but the taxes are collected less every year." Zhao Kui said, "In the past ten years, nearly one million people have been sent to the north. When the young boy was sixteen, he died under the Jade Bi Pass, and he will never be able to see his hometown again."
Lang Junxia stared at the basin of blood and saw the blue sky outside the window reflected in the basin.
"As a result, the fields have not been cultivated for years, and there have been rebellions in the southern regions." Zhao Kui said, "Li Jianhong used his troops like a god, which is good, but we have no more food and grass, and no soldiers to send to the front."
Zhao Kui got up and said to Lang Junxia, "He was born at an untimely time, so he must die."
"You didn't have to tell me this." Lang Junxia said lightly, "In the eyes of the assassin, there is only life and no one. Even if you cure me, I will not accept your love."
Zhao Kui hurriedly said, "I have no intention of recruiting you. After the injury is healed, you can leave on your own."
Wu Du casually said: "If you want to come back to assassinate the general, please just do it, everyone can use their abilities."
Lang Junxia was silent.
"But before I leave here," Zhao Kui said, "I want to invite you to see someone."
Lang Junxia frowned slightly.
"Please." Zhao Kui asked Lang Junxia to enter the hall of the General's Mansion, where an old woman was sitting, drinking cheese tea.
Lang Junxia: "..."
Zhao Kui said, "I heard that you and the girl from Fei Lian's family have a marriage."
Lang Junxia didn't answer, only said something Xianbei inside. The woman's eyes were dim, and she quickly put down the tea bowl and reached out to touch it. Lang Junxia walked in quickly, held her with his right hand, put his left hand with the broken finger behind him, and knelt down on one knee. down and touched the old woman's hand with his forehead.
The old woman laughed and said a few words to Lang Junxia. Lang Junxia took a deep breath and didn't say any more. He patted the back of her hand to show comfort.
Zhao Kui said, "You can catch up with her."
After his men closed the door, Zhao Kui left on his own, and no longer cared about Lang Junxia, Wu Du stuck his arm and followed behind Zhao Kui step by step.
"How long does she have to live?" Zhao Kui asked.
Wu Du replied: "In less than a quarter of an hour, when I go back later, that fellow will kill the old woman with one sword, and the person is gone."
Zhao Kui smiled, shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be."
Wu Du said: "A person who can kill even a teacher should never reminisce about this old love."
"I followed what the film team said." Zhao Kui looked at the sky in front of the porch and replied, "Send someone to chase him in Beishan, North Korea, and inquired about several villages, and finally found the tomb of the girl who was engaged to him. Someone put a bunch of flowers on a cliff."
"Wuluohoumu, I didn't expect to be a descendant of the royal family." Zhao Kui finally said, nodding, not sure whether he was surprised or sighed, and turned away.