Wan Yan Yong opened the account and entered, but was surprised to see that Xin Qiji Jinger was no different, and he was nodding to him in courtesy.
He had just dived late at night, confident that he had never alarmed anyone along the way. Although outside of Xin Qiji's account, he would inevitably collide with the night patrol sergeant, but once he recognized it, he lowered his voice and drank it. With his special status in the army, he is not afraid to change.
Just looking at Xin Qiji's expression, he seemed to have known that he would come, but he couldn't help being surprised.
Although Xin Qiji is currently a prisoner of the ranks, no one knows that he is actually a Song Envoy, and as the deputy commander of his Jurchen Army, it is impossible for him to see Xin Qiji in this way at this moment.
Although he knew that Xin Qiji's martial arts training was better than himself, he did not believe that Xin Qiji could be so strong that he could still hear his voice so clearly under his deliberate attention to hide his whereabouts, so he could see it in a moment. Xin Qiji's reaction was unexpected, and Jing Er couldn't help being slightly stunned.
Xin Qiji had a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, and said to himself: "The deputy commander is diligent in governing, and he came much earlier than Xin expected."
Wan Yanyong's eyes were slightly cold, and he said coldly: "You knew this handsome was coming?"
With an unpredictable smile on Xin Qiji's face, he nodded slightly: "Xin just knows that most of the Jurchen Army are smart and wise people who know how to judge the situation and know what to advance and retreat. They will not be like Jinwushu. I usually only know how to be a hero blindly."
"Presumptuous!" Wan Yanyong did not dare to shout, but he still sternly shouted: "In the Jurchen Army, everyone is a man of iron clank, if you, the Nan barbarian, dare to say a word to four in front of this commander. Uncle Wang’s disrespectful remarks, Xiu blames Ben Shuai for being ruthless under the sword, and will not forgive him.
However, Xin Qiji shrugged indifferently: "That's the case, is it true that the deputy commander came late at night, but it is difficult to overcome the loneliness of the night, and want to have a heart-to-heart talk with Xin? I'm afraid I haven't had such friendship yet."
Wan Yan Yong was very angry and smiled: "It seems that you have stayed very familiar in this army. Could it be that Jinger has forgotten where he is?"
Xin Qiji smiled slightly: "If Xin Mou forgets, I'm afraid he won't fall into the trap again after he has already escaped from the dangerous place."
"Oh?" Wan Yanyong squinted slightly: "What do you say?"
Xin Qiji shook his head gently: "Why the deputy commander asks Xin, it is not the first day to lead the army to fight, but I don't know what you think about the current situation?"
Wan Yanyong snorted coldly: "That's your Southern Barbarian Song people with a lot of tricks, one or two hiding in the cave not dare to fight, otherwise my Jurchen cavalry would have already trampled everything on you into the flesh!"
Xin Qiji laughed dumbly: "Now that it is like this, it seems that it is easy to solve the difficulties in front of the deputy commander."
Wan Yan Yong was slightly surprised, frowned slightly, and said softly: "Oh?"
Xin Qiji hoped to finish Yan Yong: "As long as the deputy commander pays tribute to Xin Mouxiao's flag according to the commander's words, I am afraid that tomorrow, you can see the army of Song people that you can't find."
Wan Yan Yong sighed slightly, but there was no angry reaction. Instead, a faint smile flicked from the corner of his mouth: "Brother Xin originally thought that the commander was doing this tonight?"
In the big tent, although the two seemed to be motionless, suddenly the whole aura seemed to solidify in that instant.
Xin Qiji raised his eyebrows slightly and looked towards Wanyan Yong.
A soft sound of "Zheng", a cold sword air, at that moment, spread all over the big account.
Wanyan Yong’s faint but firm voice came in his ears: "This commander doesn’t know, nor does he want to know why the four uncles treat you so well. This commander is here tonight, I just want to know where Song Jun is really hiding. The place, if you dare to conceal the slightest bit of concealment, this commander swears by the sword, and this place tonight is the time when you shed blood and severed your head."
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"Waiting for a general order, I will temporarily appoint all the adults, and wait for the adults to send instructions. I hope that the adults and the general will have some convenience. Don't stay in trouble again!"
The leader of the army, headed by Goulong Ruyuan, stood in a line in front of the yamen, and blocked their way to admonish the prosecutor, bowing his hands in salute.
Goulong Ruyuan laughed blankly: "Does this general do not know where this is?"
The officer frowned slightly, reached out his hand to suppress the impatient subordinate next to him, and bowed himself again, saying: "The final general knows that this is a place for remonstrance, a place of clear discussion, and before the general future, Yue Shuai and Liu Shuai also urged thousands of times, saying that this is a place of gentleness, so that the generals and others must strictly abide by their duties and not make any inconsistencies."
"Knowing that this is the land of gentleness, you and the other rugged martial artist who only knows how to use swords and swords, how dare to hold the sword and use the sword, such a collision, and not quickly retreat." A guard standing behind Goulong Ruyuan The interview officer, watching the respectful words of the sergeants, had forgotten some of his fears. For a while, the sense of supremacy of the scholar-bureaucrats returned to his soul possession, and Jing Er rushed forward and criticized the sergeants with halberd.
With a sound of "brushing", in a fight, all the sergeants raised their bright silver spears together.
This time, Yue Fei and Liu Qi ordered the sergeants under the tent to enter the Siyamen of the various ministries and institutions in Lin'an City. Originally, they were forced by the situation and had to do such a move. Since the beginning of the self-adjustment of troops, they did not want this move to intensify the original. The rather fierce war between civil and military affairs, on the contrary, is focused on keeping things as quiet as possible. Therefore, the officers who led the various armies to each have their own yamen are strictly selected, and they try to select some who are knowledgeable in writing and understanding. Generations, so as not to have more twists and turns, and add to the trouble.
However, there was the Song Dynasty, who was accustomed to cultivating literature in Yanwu. If it were not for the poor and helpless people, he would not be born in the ranks. Even since the Jurchens went south and set foot in Bianjing, there were quite a few hot-blooded men who wrote and joined the army, but after all, they were still rare. Therefore, at this time, it is still quite difficult to find someone who can meet the requirements in the nearby army that can be commanded urgently in Lin'an, and most of them are still just anxious.
Both Yue Fei and Liu Qi acted carefully, making decisions and then moving. This time they mobilized soldiers and horses, and they chose all of their subordinates who had been born and died with them a long time ago, and they were loyal and unconcerned about their subordinates.
These sergeants fought on the battlefield in the early years, fighting with the Khitans, Jurchens, and Xixia people for a few days, but then they were lightly said by the masters, left idle, and spent the most precious time of more than ten years in life. In a career of doing nothing, many people have long been indignant about these literary officials who, in their eyes, caused them to write today, who only slapped their mouths. Even though Yue Fei and Liu Qi had long issued strict orders, they were so overwhelming at this moment. , Accused him in the court, but he couldn't help but be angry, so he confronted himself with swords and arms.