Yang Gun, Yelu Huer and others rushed into the valley, and suddenly heard the sound of gunfire from the mountain. They were startled and rushed faster. At this time, shouts came from the front, and a group of cavalry came to attack them.
Amid the noise of horse hooves, a man's voice said: "I, the general, greatly wish that Lu Chengyong, the imperial guard, is also a deserter. If you lay down your weapons and surrender, you will be spared."
Kill Yang Gun and shout, and rush forward.
Yelu Huer and others also rode their horses to the front. Suddenly, there were sounds of strings crackling, swords clashing, and screams coming one after another. Fan Zhi, who was shrinking his neck among the people and horses, was already very scared and kept saying: Don't kill me, don't kill me
The two groups of horses collided, and several riders fell off their horses. Yang Gun and his men rushed over, not wanting to fight, and ran straight north. General Xu, named Lu Chengyong, turned his upper body and shot an arrow that hit Yang Gun's back shoulder with a snap.
The Liao soldiers were running fast on their horses. Yang Gun had been hit by three arrows. The two arrows on his chest were blocked by his armor and the wounds were only minor. However, the arrow on his shoulder pierced into his flesh and his left arm was completely paralyzed.
Yang Gun cursed loudly as he ran. But in his heart, he thought, it's better to go back with some injuries, because his life or death depends on this performance.
By the time the Xu army's cavalry turned around and accelerated their pursuit, Yang Gun, Yelu Huer and others had already run far away. Yang Gun felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, and the dim light made him dazed.
As night falls, the scenery in Daizhou seems familiar.
On the evening of August 26, Yang Gun and Fan Zhongyi were still in Daizhou.
That night was also the deadline that Yang Gun and Yang Ye agreed on to kill the officials of the former camp military office. Yang Gun and Fan Zhongyi were waiting in the side room. He still remembered very clearly Fan Zhongyi's persuasion: We shouldn't force Yang Ye. Now he is holding his head like a frightened bird, and he should be appeased a little.
Yang Gun did not say anything and was unwilling to discuss the matter with Fan Zhongyi. Fan Zhongyi could not be said to be stupid, as he had many ideas in his head and his plans were quite methodical, but Yang Gun just did not trust him.
No matter what, Yang Gun kept his cool and waited for the outcome tonight. He wanted to see if Yang Ye would really kill those imperial officials.
Night had just fallen and the surroundings were very quiet. Fan Zhongyi was walking around the room a little bored, but Yang Gun had a feeling that something was going to happen soon.
As expected, the door of the wing room was pushed open. Yang Gun immediately turned his head to look at the door, and Fan Zhongyi also stopped pacing. The dumb old man stood at the door and said: Yang Gong has something to ask Fan Mansion.
Fan Zhongyi was a little surprised and pointed at himself:
The old man nodded, and Fan Zhongyi went out with him.
Yang Gun sat on the chair, frowning and thinking about the reason why Yang Ye would look for Fan Zhongyi.
Just after Fan Zhongyi left, two more people came in. One was a civil official and the other was a military official. Both were strangers. The civil official flapped his clothes as he came in, causing a cloud of dust to rise in the air. The military official stood there, looking at Yang Gun in silence.
The situation at this time was a bit strange. The other party did not speak, and Yang Gun also looked at what these two people were going to do.
After a trip out of the city, I finally arrived. The civil servant said to himself, while reaching for something, pointing to a lamp on the table, "General Lu, move the lamp over there."
The general should have the surname Lu, and he went to work as instructed.
The civil servant suddenly realized: "Oh, I am Lu Duosun, the assistant of the cabinet of Daxu. That is Lu Chengyong, the general of the imperial army. He has traveled a long way these two days."
After hearing the civil servant's introduction, Lu Chengyong turned around, clasped his fists and bowed slightly after moving the things.
Yang Gun calmly kept his composure and returned the greeting. Things were getting more and more bizarre. The civil and military officials of the Xu Dynasty came here for a private meeting.
The civil servant Lu Dosun had taken out a folded piece of paper, flipped it, tore off a page, and handed it to Yang Gun.
Yang Gun took it in confusion, looked down, and his face suddenly changed. He wanted to tear the paper, but saw that Lu Dosun had retreated to the door. The general slightly opened his legs and stood ready, staring at him intently. There seemed to be a figure walking outside the door. Yang Gun turned his head and looked at the lamp that had moved to the corner.
Lu Dosun raised the memorial in his hand and said: "It's useless for General Yang to tear that page." Then he gave the general a look.
The general stepped forward and stretched out his hand to take what Yang Gun was holding: "Now that you have seen it clearly,
Yang Gun stood stiffly for a while, then silently handed the things to the general.
Lu Dosun also handed the remaining memorials to the general, who then went out, closing the wooden door behind him.
Lu Doson walked to a chair and sat down, took a long breath, pointed to another chair next to the table, and said, "General Yang, let's sit down and talk about how to deal with this matter."
Yang Gun sat down dejectedly, feeling as if all the strength in his body had been drained.
What was Yang Gun reading just now? An old memorial written by Yang Gun.
When Yelu Jing was the emperor of Liao, Xiao Siwen was the King of the Southern Courtyard, and the Youyun area of the Southern Courtyard was in danger. At that time, Xu Jun mobilized the whole country, and hundreds of thousands of troops were deployed in the south of Youzhou, with castles everywhere and troops gathered. Liao could no longer afford to waste time, and the loss of the Liao-occupied area in Hebei was a foregone conclusion.
The Liao Emperor Yelu Jing and his group decided to let Xiao Siwen take the blame and put the blame on the Southern Courtyard King Xiao Siwen. The person who came up with this idea was Yang Gun. This memorial was a secret memorial of Yang Gun's plan.
At that time, Yelü Jing was still the Liao emperor, and Yang Gun was one of Yelü Jing's confidants. Who could have expected that Xiao Siwen would take such a risk and win that game
Back then, Xiao Siwen was forced into a desperate situation and gambled his entire family's lives. If Xiao Siwen knew that Yang Gun was the mastermind behind this incident and had real evidence, Yang Gun's fate would have been unimaginable.
How did you find this thing? Yang Gun asked. After Yelu Jing was assassinated, the palace was in chaos and a fire broke out. Even Yang Gun couldn't find it after he tried very hard to find it.
Lu Duosun said helplessly: "General Yang, I can't answer this question, because I don't know. This kind of thing is handled by the Privy Council. If the person who came today was Wang Pu, he would definitely be able to answer your question. But Wang Pu is old, if he comes, he may not be able to arrive in time."
Yang Gun was speechless, and the two of them just looked at each other in silence for a long time.
At this time, Lu Dosun said in a daze: I was born in a humble family, but later I studied hard and met a chance, and finally became a rich man. It is really good to live a life with money and power. If you want to live in a comfortable and elegant place, eat whatever you want, and like any kind of girl, you can easily get it when you return home in glory. Sometimes I am very lucky that I am still young, and I can live like this for a long, long time.
Yang Gun's mind was blank and he could only sit there and listen to Lu Dosun's nonsense.
Lu Duosun added: "People must know the current situation and never make things difficult for themselves. This is even more true for the country. Don't act on impulse. Xiao Siwen's behavior was too impulsive. How could such an action be good for the Liao Kingdom? You see, everyone was gradually able to live in peace, but Xiao Siwen came up with such a sinister move, meaning that the two countries would perish together.
Yang Gun could not help but speak: The two countries have a long-standing feud, the blood feud is extremely deep, and both are a threat to each other. Lu Fuzheng's intention is still to make peace.
Lu Duoxun sighed: General Yang is proficient in military tactics and battle formations, but he is still a little lacking in court strategies. There are many such generals in the court of Daxu.
What does it mean? Yang Gun asked.
Lu Duosun said: "It means that if Liao and our country fight to the death, regardless of winning or losing, how many people in Liao can be exhausted on the battlefield of Xu Liao, and the Tatars and Jurchens will be enslaved by you. Even the three major tribes of Liao, Dieshi, Yishi and Xi, will inevitably have civil strife. If this continues, it will not be of any benefit to Liao, and it is not a long-term solution."
He then said lightly, General Yang is familiar with the battle formation. With the current military strength of the two countries, do you think Liao can win
Yang Gun did not comment.
Lu Duosun continued: Of course, it is not good for Daxu. The emperor of our dynasty is a very pragmatic person. The Liao Kingdom ruled the vast grasslands and the vast and cold Liaodong. The climate and geography were very bad for the Xu army. If Daxu wanted to destroy the Liao Kingdom, even if it had a large number of soldiers and generals, it would be a bottomless pit with huge costs and countless casualties.
The key is that even if we can bring down the Liao Kingdom, then
At present, it seems that Daxu cannot rule the grasslands, and occupying such an empty place is also a wrong national policy with countless hidden dangers. Then a new force will rise in the grasslands and Liaodong. Is it the Jurchens or the Tatars
Lu Dosun sighed: Who can be sure that the new forces will not be more brutal and barbaric than the Khitans
Rather than letting the situation get out of control, we might as well choose the Khitans. The Khitans have had a deep relationship with the Central Plains since the Tang Dynasty. We know you, and you know us; at least the Khitans are more sensible and disciplined. Otherwise, how can we sit here and discuss things in a friendly manner
Yang Gun couldn't help but nod slightly: Lu Fuzheng's views on major events are quite reasonable.
Lu Duosun said in a deep voice: As long as the Liao court can truly adjust its attitude, we can work hard to end this useless bloodshed disaster; the two countries should sit down and set some rules together. The Liao should focus on stabilizing the various ethnic groups within it, and if necessary, it may be able to provide some help. Isn't this great
The emperor highly appreciates a man like General Yang who is sensible and talented. Why shouldn't the powerful person in the Liao Kingdom be a good general like General Yang
Yang Gun said coldly: Are you trying to threaten me and force me to betray Lord Xiao and the Liao soldiers
Alas, General Yang, how can a person in a high position do everything gloriously? Lu Dosun stamped his feet and said, "Can't you tell the difference between what is important and what is small? General Yang, if you want to achieve national goals, you have to shed some blood."
Yang Gun sat there blankly, his mind was really confused for a moment. But he was completely sure of one thing: Yang Ye's uprising was a conspiracy, otherwise how could someone from the central government of Xu State appear in Yang's mansion quietly and speak so eloquently here