The bright moon hangs high, the stars are shining brightly, and everything is silent under Xiaozhong Mountain.
In a thin-skinned tent, the girl's eyes were shining brightly. From time to time she touched the dagger in her sleeve and peeked at Zhao Tong on the other side of the tent, but she couldn't sleep at all.
The tent was not too small. There was a large space between the two of them. Suet wax was lit and a knife was pierced there. The blade was naturally pointed towards Zhao Tao.
The little girl thinks that her family is really crazy, but is Lin Ya also crazy? Is Zhao Tong crazy too?
One actually gave up his fiancée to go on an adventure in the Kingdom of Jin with others, and the other actually didn't even care about his life and wanted to kill Wanyan Aguda.
Are you crazy? No, they are all military and national affairs, military and national affairs! The young lady lay down on her back, looking at the roof of the tent, sliding the dagger out of her sleeve, holding the sheath in one hand and the handle in the other.
The dagger named Yuzang was the only thing left to her by her father. It was said to have been given to her by a sworn brother when her father was traveling in the Central Plains. The sworn brother did not seem to be from the Central Plains and lived in the distant Cangshan Mountains and Erhai Lake.
And she has never seen her father, maybe she did before she was three years old? But the memories before the age of three can't be preserved.
When I was three years old, my father passed away. It is said that he suffered a fatal injury to his left chest while traveling abroad. Fortunately, his heart is different from ordinary people. In normal people, the heart grows on the left side, but my father is one-third of the way to the right. But even so, he only lived three more years.
As for her mother, she died when she was nine years old. She was not from the Liao Dynasty, but a gentle Jiangnan woman from the Song Dynasty.
Fortunately, Emperor Tian Zuo remembered the merits of the Liaoxi County Prince during his lifetime, and Queen Xiao Duolilan took pity on her for being lonely and helpless, so he accepted her as his adopted daughter and granted her the title of Princess Yanmin.
The young lady's eyes were still bright and she was not sleepy. She held the dagger and peeked at Zhao Tong, who was actually asleep. Her complexion was as yellow as a gourd skin. It seemed very ridiculous at the moment.
There were lamb mats on the ground. They were not heavy things, otherwise it would be difficult for each person to carry them alone. The two of them slept with their clothes on, but one fell into a deep sleep and the other couldn't sleep at all.
The little girl thought about what Zhao Tong said before going to bed, what... I love killing people in my dreams, please don't come near me?
After he finished speaking, he even took out a dagger to show off. The sword was such a good sword. Not only was it not worse than the Yuzang dagger, it also had so much growth!
Yu Zang is a famous sword, and that dagger must also be a famous sword, but Zhao Tao doesn't tell her the name, and it's hard for her to ask.
But what's the use of such a good sword in his hands? He is just a weak scholar... I can't really say he is a scholar. He should be considered a proficient bow and horse, and he is very courageous. No, not very courageous. He is a genius!
It's just that he dared to talk about killing people in his dreams with just this sword. It's really funny. The disciples of Fulang know no exquisite martial arts. It's not easy to kill him. He should say this to himself. Don't let him go through this. The middle border of the tent.
Thinking of this, the young lady took another peek at Zhao Tong, but for some reason, Zhao Tong suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her with a confused look on his face: "You're not sleeping yet, why are you looking around?"
ah! The young lady was shocked and almost pulled out the dagger, but her face turned red like a morning glow, and she suddenly covered her head with the thin cloth on her body and turned around.
"Aren't you afraid that I will kill someone in my dream?" Zhao Tong muttered to himself, his breathing gradually became evener, and he fell asleep again in the blink of an eye.
Early the next morning, Zhao Tong opened his eyes, but there was no girl beside him. He couldn't help but shook his head. After getting up, he went to the river to wash his face. He happened to see the girl coming back and said, "Thirteenth girl is sleeping well." good?"
The young lady glanced at him, and Zhao Tong smiled: "It's such a dark color, even if there are dark circles under the eyes, you can't even see it."
The young lady sneered: "Yuan Erlang slept well, but he may be dizzy after sleeping too much, just like that gourd."
Zhao Tan laughed when he heard this and went to the river. After he came back, cleaned up and ate some food, the group continued to mount their horses and galloped straight towards Huining.
Before noon, the four riders entered the border of the Kingdom of Jin and saw Jurchen soldiers patrolling in the distance.
In fact, the so-called border between Liao and Jin at this time was not so clearly demarcated, but it was generally determined based on the end point of the front line. There were Jurchen soldiers patrolling here, mostly because Huining was directly ahead.
The Jurchen soldiers were arrogant and brave. They didn't say anything at first, but directly drew their bows and shot an arrow. Then they asked about the origin.
Huang Gu stepped forward to answer the question while holding the road guide. My mother was watching from the back. She knew how powerful Zhao Tong was. He was attacked by a prairie wolf on the road. This subordinate once took action. In just a moment, the hungry wolf in the wolf pack was gone. Most of them fell down. This kind of martial arts is rare even in Daliao. I am afraid that the master of Paektu Mountain can match him.
Huang Gu led the way for the Jurchen soldiers. The Jurchen soldiers looked at the four of them, then shook their heads and said a few words. Although Huang Gu also learned the Jurchen dialect, he was not that proficient. He only listened briefly and did not know how to answer, so he Come back and resume your life.
Zhao Tong heard it clearly. What this Jurchen soldier probably meant was that the road leads to the right place, but you can go to other places from here, but not to Huining. To go to Huining, you can only take Jinzhou Road in the south, which is the military road. Will not be released.
Zhao Tong understood what this meant. Most likely, the Jin Kingdom had blocked the roads to Huining on three sides. If you want to go, you can only come in from the south. There are cities and villages in the south. If you check them step by step, you can screen out many spies. Lose.
He thought about it and found that Yelu Dashi not only gave him a guide, but also a letter of recommendation. This letter was to be handed over to Wanyan Xiyin after arriving in Huining. Only with this letter could Wanyan Xiyin Consider recruiting him.
The spy who sent the introduction and recommendation letter obviously had a certain degree of power in Huining. He had been in business for a long time, or even several generations, before he could recommend talents to Wanyan Xiyin.
Zhao Tong reached out and took out the recommendation letter from his arms, and then slowly rode forward. Upon seeing this, the Jin soldiers over there immediately raised their swords, guns, bows and arrows and started shouting.
Zhao Tong looked at them, waved the letter of recommendation on his hand, and shouted coldly in Jurchen language: "I, Yuan Yi, a descendant of the Bohai royal family, have been ordered to go to Huining to meet with Wanyan Xiyin, the governor of Dadu, and to assist Dadu to create The inscriptions of the Jin Dynasty are the orders of Emperor Dubo Jilie. The creation of the inscriptions of the Jin Dynasty is of great importance and is related to our orthodoxy of the Jin Dynasty. You guys... do you want to delay this important event?"
When the Jurchen soldiers heard this, they immediately looked at each other. Zhao Tao opened the recommendation book in his hand with a "snap". The recommendation book was written in Khitan script, but it had two large seals stamped on it. Zhao Tao sneered: "You want to delay Du Bo." Is this a big deal for Emperor Ji Lie!"
Although the Jurchens have been using Khitan script in recent years, few of these ordinary Jurchen soldiers are literate. Even if the military leaders recognize a few, they are mostly common texts such as military information. The Jurchen soldiers in front of them look at this densely packed piece of paper. There are two big seals on it, and everyone can't help but feel as big as a bucket.
Zhao Tong shouted: "You have delayed Emperor Dubojilie's important affairs and delayed the great cause of our Kingdom of Jin. Aren't you afraid of beheading!"
(End of chapter)
