Fei Hongde walked down the heights, and Duan Ling was about to go down, but Fei Hongde waved at him, indicating that he didn't have to follow, Duan Ling sat on the stone, and Wu Du opened the kettle behind him and handed him a sip. The personal soldiers scattered around, with a lazy expression, as if they had come out for an outing.
The breeze was blowing, and the stream was reflecting a little golden color, and the summer wind was blowing warmly. Suddenly, that feeling seemed to reappear, which was the familiar feeling when I walked through the corridor with Wu Du last night.
Duan Ling didn't know why, but he always felt that this scene seemed familiar.
He turned to look at Wu Du, and Wu Du, who was sitting beside him, raised his eyebrows and looked up at him.
"I..." Duan Ling wanted to say something.
"What?" Wu Du casually asked.
He suddenly wanted to get closer to Wu Du and leaned on him, feeling an inexplicable uneasiness. The situation was so beautiful that he felt empty in his heart.
But the next moment, there was a soft sound.
Beside the stream, Fei Hongde screamed.
"Someone!" Wu Du immediately got up, pulled Duan Ling behind him, and his own soldiers rushed down. Wu Dusheng was afraid that he would be caught in a trick, and stayed beside Duan Ling. Then there was a sound in the distance, someone was hiding in the woods .
"Not yet!" Duan Ling said, "Who is it?"
Duan Ling rushed to the front of the car and grabbed the bow and arrow, but Wu Du couldn't help but pick him up by the waist, slid along the mountain stream, and slid down the wrong step. Fei Hongde had nowhere to go, and a figure flashed in the opposite woods, Duan Ling keenly caught the figure and shot with an arrow.
"Protect Mr. Fei!" Wu Du shouted.
The personal soldiers rushed down the bottom of the mountain stream and saw Fei Hongde lying face down, lying beside the stream, motionless. There was a stream across the mountain stream. It was too late to search for the enemy. Wu Du had just chased to the front of the stream. traces of assassins.
Duan Ling chased the stream alone, holding a bow and arrow, looking around.
Opposite the stream is a dense forest, rustling behind the trees, mixed with the blazing light and shadow of a summer afternoon, as if he was in a lazy dream.
"Who?" Duan Ling said.
A man dressed in black and dressed as an assassin was hiding in the interlaced light and shadow. The trees blocked Duan Ling's sight. As he moved, the vision behind the tree gradually became clearer.
The masked man in black narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was smiling, but Duan Ling could not find where he was. Then the masked man threw a stone and landed on the mountain wall not far away.
Duan Ling immediately pointed his bow and arrow to the mountain wall. The strong wind was blowing, and all the trees seemed to be rattling. The masked guest took advantage of the wind and left the woods.
Duan Ling walked towards the place where the sound was made, and suddenly a hand behind him pressed his shoulder, and Duan Ling almost called out.
"It's been a long time since I called you." Wu Du chased into the woods and said angrily, "Why don't you obey me and run around?"
Wu Du shouted "Zhao Rong" and chased after the stream all the way, his boots were wet, Duan Ling had not yet fully adapted to the new name, and for a while, he could not react that he was calling him.
"There is a man." Duan Ling said, "I saw a man."
"Don't run around!" Wu Du roughly grabbed him, grabbed his collar, pressed him against a tree, and threatened, "Have you forgotten about Helan Jie? Shooting Mr. Fei and hiding in the dark, what if I really want to kill you?"
"Okay, okay." Duan Ling hurriedly admitted his mistake.
"It scared me to death." Wu Du sighed and looked at the surrounding environment,
Duan Ling saw Wu Du's anxious expression, and was suddenly moved in his heart - he didn't know his identity, and he didn't have any utilitarian intentions, so he was really worried about himself.
"I heard a voice over there." Duan Ling pointed to the depths of the woods.
"Someone ran away too." Wu Du sneered and said, "Wait for you to catch me?"
Duan Ling thought that maybe he was scared away by you, but Wu Du said so, he still walked ahead and looked behind the tree.
"Follow up." Wu Du said inexplicably, "What are you doing?"
Duan Ling hurriedly followed, Wu Du blocked his vision, Duan Ling looked around, but saw nothing, then Wu Du picked up a pebble from the ground and faced a mountain wall ahead.
"The sound of the east hit the west." Wu Du said, "This stone was picked up by the stream."
Duan Ling was a little surprised that Wu Du had observed so carefully. He didn't even notice that there was an unusual pebble lying on the ground. Then, Wu Du cleaned up the vines on the mountain wall and found a cave. The wind was blowing from the inside of the cave, and this place happened to be near where Duan Ling heard the sound.
"Go in and have a look?" Wu Du said.
"How is Mr. Fei?" Duan Ling asked.
"My life is safe for now." Wu Du replied, "I was shot in the shoulder."
"Let's go back first." Duan Ling looked inside while talking about going back, wondering if it could be the entrance to the treasure? Will there be a mechanism in it? Still have invaluable assets
"Will you go?" Wu Du said.
"Forget it." Duan Ling said, "I don't have much interest in money, let's go."
Fei Hongde's intuition at the juncture of life and death saved his life. The moment he felt that the other party was shooting an arrow from behind the stream, he immediately bowed. The shot was dozens of steps away from his position. In a little while, he finally escaped the catastrophe.
Wu Du held the cloth towel, pressed it on Fei Hongde's shoulder, and pressed it to stop the bleeding. Everyone was worried. When they returned to Tongguan, Bian Lingbai was taken aback, and then he was furious for no reason.
"What the hell are you doing!" Bian Lingbai personally slapped the whip, and after pumping dozens of whips, he calmed down.
Duan Ling didn't tell Bian Lingbai to find the entrance, and Wu Du didn't say anything, but Fei Hongde looked calm and said, "Why did the general make such a big fire? It's life or death, it's destiny."
Bian Lingbai inspected Fei Hongde's injury, walked back and forth in the room, and said, "Mr. Li Li was so badly injured, I'm really sorry, who the assassin is, I haven't found out, he just came to me. Wild!"
Fei Hongde's arrow injury on his shoulder wasn't very serious, but he broke his leg when he slipped down. Although Wu Du had been connected on the road, he had to stay in bed for at least two or three months. Instead, he took the initiative to comfort Bian Lingbai, saying : "Don't worry, General, the general orientation has been determined. Next, I will instruct Young Master Zhao to let him take people there."
"Is it..." Bian Lingbai asked, "I have to send a thousand people to guard the mountain first?"
"No need." When Duan Ling left, he and Wu Du had re-covered the cave. He always felt that the cave was unlikely to be a treasure trove, otherwise the assassins of the other party would have taken it out in person, and no one would have any doubts about the money. Feeling tempted, Duan Ling said to Bian Lingbai again, "Uncle, I'll go there again in a few days, and we'll send someone to dig it out as soon as the place is settled, so as not to have too many dreams at night."
"That's good." Bian Lingbai said to himself, "Okay."
It was said that Bi Bian Lingbai would no longer bother about Fei Hongde's injury, and Duan Ling also saw it. Bian Lingbai had a good skin, but he was selfish in his heart, as long as it didn't interfere with his vital interests.
With a sly smile in his eyes, Fei Hongde stared at Duan Ling. Duan Ling thought about it and said, "I'll prescribe the medicine to strengthen the muscles and bones, you can drink it."
"Not bad." Fei Hongde said casually, "It doesn't show the origin of family learning."
There were only Wu Du, Duan Ling, and Fei Hongde in the room. Duan Ling stopped fighting with him. He grabbed a piece of paper and handed it over to Wu Du for him to write to avoid suspicion.
"What?" Wu Du looked at Duan Ling inexplicably.
"You write." Duan Ling said, "I will sign up the name of the medicine."
"You still called me up?" Wu Du looked at Duan Ling.
"Oh, let's write." Duan Ling shoved the pen over and sharpened the ink for him. Wu Du said, "Are you stupid? Did you ask Mr. Fei to pick it up after you've prescribed the medicine? Wouldn't it be over and send it over?"
Duan Ling thought about it too, so he said goodbye to Fei Hongde, Fei Hongde just laughed, and the two walked out. When Wu Du prescribed the prescription, Duan Ling argued with him about which herbs should not be used. The two quarreled for a long time, and Wu Du said angrily, "You know how to use medicine! How many years have you studied? How many years have I studied! "
"The medicinal properties are too strong!" Duan Ling said, "How old is Mr. Fei!"
Duan Ling found that not only the text was like the person, but the medicine was also like the person. The medicine he used could often tell the doctor's temper, and he suddenly felt amused and laughed. However, Wu Du's expression twitched and he said, "It is only by using these mutually colliding medicinal properties that he can adjust his tendons. You know what, there is no doctor in the world more powerful than your Lord Wu."
"well."
Duan Ling's original intention was to use mild medicinal properties to keep Fei Hongde general for a few days, but he couldn't defeat Wu Du, so he had to give in. After Wu Du was going to dispense the medicine, Duan Ling had to follow him again. The two were inseparable. Even if they had just had a fight, they still couldn't separate, and Duan Ling couldn't help laughing.
The next day, after Duan Ling was boiled, he gave Fei Hongde a drink. Bian Lingbai came to visit him on a routine basis. Seeing Duan Ling and Wu Du sitting together again, he said, "Why do you two always keep the weight and the weight together? ?"
Duan Ling thought that the assassin you took in was going to kill me, but I haven't told you yet.
Wu Du said coldly, "Bian Lingbai, the more you manage, the faster you die. Do you understand this truth?"
Bian Lingbai snorted coldly and wanted to ask "Zhao Rong" to say a few words. Wu Du was always sticking like a piece of cowhide candy, and he couldn't shake it off, as if he saw the sad shadow behind Zhao Kui back then. Full of deterrence, so uncomfortable.
Fei Hongde chatted with Bian Lingbai a few words, and mentioned the cost of purchasing iron tools in Chaoxiliang and the deployment of the border. There are thousands of people in Xizhou and thousands in Yangguan... Bian Lingbai is reluctant to be in front of the military independence. Face to mention too much, frowning, but still said. Duan Ling secretly wrote it down in his heart, knowing that Fei Hongde was trying to leak the secret.
Halfway through speaking, his hand came down to report, Bian Lingbai heard a sentence, and said to them: "The people who welcome relatives in Xiliang are here, I will go to receive them first. You are here to talk with Mr. Fei. When you go to the banquet in the evening, I'm going to drink, I'll come to you."
"Okay." Duan Ling replied.
After Bian Lingbai left, Fei Hongde gave Duan Ling a meaningful look.
"Have you written it all down?" Fei Hongde asked.
Duan Ling thought for a while and no longer concealed Fei Hongde, so he nodded.
The envoy from Xiliang came earlier than Bian Lingbai expected. The weather was sultry and sweaty. The other party came with seven more people, five standing and two sitting. The only person who asked was Miss Yao Family Where and when to meet.
Bian Lingbai said, "According to the rules of our Han people, we cannot meet before we pick them up."
The tall man at the head was the son of the regular attendant of Xiliang Sanqi. He said to Bian Lingbai, "I don't see him, can I meet him? This is my companion, and I was friendly with me in childhood."
As he spoke, he introduced another sitting boy to Bian Lingbai. The boy was dressed in a military uniform, dressed very plainly, dressed as an ordinary guard, but naturally had a restrained temperament.
Bian Lingbai looked at the young man and knew that the rules of the Xixia people were different from those of the Han people, so he let them take a peek at Yao Jing from a distance, that's all. After hesitating for a moment, he finally nodded.
The music appreciation officer briefly said a few words to the young man, and the young man just nodded and said "um" to show that he understood. The guards during the banquet looked at the young man from time to time, as if he was the one in charge.
Bian Lingbai also felt a little strange, but he didn't ask, and said, "Today, everyone came from a long way, and it's too late. Why don't you stay in the mansion first, and arrange for the reward tomorrow?"
The music appreciation officer glanced at the young man again, the boy nodded slightly, and Ling Bai could see it from below, the youth's status seemed to be above the music appreciation officer.
"I... I'll ask you one or one thing," the young man said.
Bian Lingbai never thought that this man was a stammer, so he tried his best to put on a not strange expression and said to him, "Sir, please tell me."
"His name is Hemo." The music appreciation officer said to Bian Lingbai, "What he said is exactly what I said, it's like this, under Tongguan, the caravan travels from south to north, and there is a lot of news distribution, and General Bian also has his own information. … My subordinates, the Central Plains and even Xichuan, your paths are naturally wider than ours.”
Bian Lingbai nodded, noticing that the young man was a little excited, his lips moved slightly, and the rest of the people were silent. When he spoke first, no one dared to speak up, thinking that most of the young man had some status in Xiliang.
"I'll ask you to help me, collect information, and find a... person in the ... pass." The boy named Homer stretched out a finger to emphasize "find a person", and made a gesture with his palm, including all the people in the hall. People, and said to Bian Lingbai: "Let them all go down."
The Music Appreciation Officer kept it, Bian Lingbai was confused, sent everyone back, and the Music Appreciation Officer stepped forward to close the hall door, while Ling Bai faintly felt that this matter was not easy.
"But it doesn't matter." Bian Lingbai hurriedly said.
"You have to keep it secret." The young man instructed again.
Bian Lingbai said, "It's natural."
"It's you Han, Han people, you are called 'Duan Ling', have you heard of it?" The young man looked at Bian Ling's white eyes seriously.
"Duan Ling?" Bian Lingbai thought for a while, and then replied, "No, what is he doing with this person?"
"After finding..." Homer said, "Three hundred yijin is a thank you, and I... give one hundred yijin."
Bian Lingbai: "..."
Homer: "There is one more person who also... 100 yijin."
Bian Lingbai: "..."
Hemo glanced at the Music Appreciation Officer, the Music Appreciation Officer nodded, and Hemo added: "There is one more person, and then... One hundred, one hundred yijin. A total of three hundred yijin."
What is the concept of 100 yi gold? Twenty-four taels of yi yi, one hundred taels of gold is 2,400 taels, and three hundred taels of gold is 7,200 taels—four hundred and fifty catties of pure gold.
Since Shang Zi was broken, Chen's annual tribute to Liaona was equivalent to about 8,000 taels of gold. That is to say, when Homer threw a full year of Chen's annual tribute, Bian Ling Bai Deng was in a state of bloodshed. , a feeling of dizziness.
"Three hundred yijin, buy this person's head." Bian Lingbai understood.
"Who's head to buy!" Hemer roared suddenly, slapped the table, the cups and plates vibrated, and the table was full of tea. The entertainment official hurriedly made Hemo calm down, and Bian Lingbai hurriedly said: "Yes! I have to live! I misunderstood. !"
The young man calmed down his anger just now. He was angry just now, and he had the power of a young lion. Bian Lingbai suddenly vaguely guessed the identity of the young man.