After rushing for ten days, Wei Ming stopped thirty miles away from An Bangyan's camp, set up camp, and buried the pot for cooking.
"You said that besides going to see An Bangyan in person, what else can I do?" Wei Ming said vaguely while eating the flatbread and drinking gruel.
"Who knows this? I'm a martial artist. I'm not good at intrigue. Otherwise, I can just wipe An Bangyan and She Chongming. In this way, we can save a lot of effort. "Dongfang Xiaomo also said while biting the pie. He has always been immune to things like pickles. If you are really short of salt, you would rather put a handful of salt in your mouth, or go out to beat some small animals, than eat pickles. In Dongfang Xiaomo's words, seeing the dark guy had no appetite at all.
"Hey, I can't count on you if I know it." Wei Ming looked up at the sky. In order to attack Guiyang, An Bangyan had cut down almost all the trees around Guiyang. What's more, what does a dense forest next to a big city do? I'm afraid that there will be no wood when someone beats you, right? Therefore, here, Wei Ming, a bare piece of land, can be seen from far away. Wei Ming believes that from An Bangyan's camp, he can see his big camp. After all, telescopes are not lacking to that extent.
The two sat together for dinner, and Dongfang Xiaomo went to sleep in the tent. This guy is not only annoying to cleanliness, but also loves to sleep when he is okay. Doesn’t it mean that all martial artists should practice martial arts as soon as they have problems? Why did you see Dongfang Xiaomo sleeping when he was here
Wei Ming frustratedly finished his last bite of the pie. Now he is only a few steps away from An Bangyan's camp, but now he hasn't figured out a good way, what should I do! Do you want to fight over? What a joke! An Bangyan now has an army of 100,000, and his hundreds of people are not enough for everyone to swallow. Forget it, sleep if you can't think of it, maybe you can think of it.
When he was sleeping in a daze, he felt that someone was slapped him, so scared that Wei Ming drew out his sword and was about to slash someone. The result was Li Zicheng. This silly guy, if he dares to take a picture of himself at this time, can't he make two calls? Wei Ming now fully understands why Cao Cao would carry a knife and cut people while sleeping. When nervousness is high, as soon as you find something wrong, the first thing you think of is definitely not to see who is coming, but to just lift the knife and cut it. This is completely a self-preserving instinct.
"You idiot, you can't die!" Wei Ming put away his sword and said angrily.
"Master Economics, An Bangyan sent an envoy to come, do you see it or not?" Li Zicheng was also taken aback by Wei Ming just now. When I get up I have to cut myself off, thinking I have made any mistakes. It seems that when Master Hou is sleeping in the future, it is better not to approach him.
"An Bangyan sent messenger here?" Wei Ming frowned. What does this mean? court? Not like. What they want is to be the elder of the four descents of the Yi ethnic group. Now they have strong soldiers and strong horses, and they are only number one hundred, so they are not their opponents at all. No matter what, let's talk about it when we see you.
"See, of course I want to see, and lead the way!" Wei Ming personally went to Yuanmen to greet An Bangyan's messenger.
"Oh, the ambassador came, and there were disrespect, disrespect, and disrespect!" Wei Ming's two words made Dongfang Xiaomo roll his eyes. Whatever you do, you are also a Hou Ye, what's wrong? Putting yourself in a position that is not as good as a servant at once is to make people look down upon. At that time, if you haven't negotiated yet, your momentum will drop by three points. How can you still play
"You are..." The messenger raised his nose, like a rooster laying an egg. Proud fart, it's just a dog, and your pride.
"Bold, see Master Jinglue, why don't you kneel!" Wei Ming didn't say anything, and Li Zicheng couldn't stand it anymore. It is said that the master humiliated his officials and died. Wei Ming is not only the Guangdong Economic Strategy, but also the Southwest Economic Strategy, but also the Patriarch of Weifu, that is, the Patriarch of Li Zicheng, who can be regarded as his master. Seeing this guy dare to wait for Wei Ming so slowly, how could Li Zicheng endure it
"Humph!" The messenger snorted coldly, turned his head aside, and ignored Li Zicheng. Look at that, if Wei Ming didn't deal with Li Zicheng today, there would be no way to talk about this matter.
"Go to the other side, where is your business!" Li Zicheng was kicked far away by Wei Ming. Li Zicheng didn't dare to complain to Wei Ming. He was able to have everything he has today because Wei Ming gave it. Without Wei Ming, he might still be confused about where to eat his next meal. So he hated this damn messenger extraordinarily. Red eyes are anxious. I vowed that if I had a chance later, I would definitely smash this damn guy to pieces.
"Hmph, count you as acquainted!" The messenger also felt that he had rebelled with An Bangyan. Seeing that the few soldiers in Wei Ming's hand wanted to humiliate him. If Wei Ming had a hundred thousand army in his hands, he would never have such an attitude. To put it bluntly, he is a master who bullies the soft and fears the hard, and he has good face. Wei Ming is really strange, An Bangyan is also considered a great hero, how can he send such a guy to negotiate with him. If you don't take advantage of it like this, you're too sorry for yourself.
Welcoming the messenger into the hallway and entering the big tent, the messenger didn't say anything, sitting there sipping tea and drinking happily, without any intention of answering Wei Ming. Wei Ming knew what this guy meant, and motioned to Li Zicheng. Li Zicheng nodded, untied his money bag, and threw it in front of the messenger. The messenger hurriedly picked up the purse, and couldn't clean it up even after the tea was spilled on it. Seeing the glittering gold coins and exquisitely styled coins inside, plus a few copper coins, my eyes were exposed. He has lived for 30 to 40 years, but he has never seen so much money. There are five or six gold coins. How much is a gold coin? It seems to be a hundred silver coins. One hundred silver coins, that's one hundred taels! How many are those six? Oops, it's so difficult! Anyway, this is a lot of money! It seems that being an envoy will have to be done frequently in the future, which is really a fat man.
"Hehe, hehe, Lord Hou is polite." The kid still knows the most basic etiquette. He concealed his embarrassment with a light cough, stood up and said with his hands arched.
"Then you can now say what Marshal An sent you to do!" Wei Ming nodded. Those who can buy it with money have absolutely no threat to themselves. It seems that this group is really poor and scared. Perhaps, if he only needs a hundred gold coins, he can make An Bangyan's entire camp collapse! However, there may be a better way. Wei Ming had already thought of a good trick.
"That is, that is." The messenger is not stupid. He hasn't been completely punished by money. He sorted out his thoughts and said, "Weihou, that's it. My commander asked me to tell you, Han. The officials deceived people too much and squeezed our Yi people into unspeakable suffering. Not only the people of the Yi people, even the chieftains like him could not escape the clutches of the corrupt officials. Therefore, he is not rebelling, but for Fight for your own interests. Do you understand? It’s like this. If you don’t have anything important, just watch here. The war will soon be clear. At that time, my commander will take Guiyang and kill him. If the corrupt officials die, they will naturally retreat. Of course, maybe he will need a full-time official and a half-time job by then. Of course, that will be something later. If this happens, you will naturally be indispensable. Isn't it a benefit?" said the messenger.
Wei Ming can understand, An Bangyan wants to autonomy everywhere! Turning Guizhou into the Guizhou of the Yi people, he became the chief ambassador of Guizhou to manage this three-acre land. As long as he can help him accomplish this thing, he will definitely give himself a lot of gold and silver treasures, and perhaps beauties and local products are indispensable. However, these are really not Wei Mingque's.
"Well, I'll write a letter to Mr. An Bangyan, and you will bring him back, even if it is my reply to him, what do you think?" Wei Ming thought for a while and said. Seeing that the messenger nodded, he brought paper and pen, and in a short while, he wrote a letter and handed it to the messenger. The messenger happily returned to An Bangyan's camp.
"What did you write in his heart? It makes you so happy. You have to know, if someone else finds out, this is your stain. Don't prevent it." Dongfang Xiaomo didn't know where he got out. Said.
"Hehe, nothing, just something that can make An Bangyan and She Chongming anti-purpose." Wei Ming said with a smile. Dongfang Xiaomo felt a chill in his back.