When Guo Xin thought that he would become a brave warrior like Guo Rong one day, he could no longer sleep peacefully.
At this time, martial arts was still a profession respected by the world, and its status was far less miserable than it would be decades later. What's more, if you really want to protect something these days, whether it's power or wealth, you have to rely on the simplest means of force.
Emperor Shi Chonggui, who was captured by the Khitans not long ago, has taught Guo Xin a very important lesson, that is, he must put his own life in his own hands at all times. The commander-in-chief of the Jin army, Du Chongwei, was Shi Chonggui's biological uncle, and he was deeply favored by the royal family and held a large number of soldiers. But if he really got to that point, wouldn't he just go to the Khitans to seek greater wealth for himself?
Then he thought of the displaced refugees he saw in Dongcheng. In today's world, there is no government office to care about their life and death. From this point of view, martial arts has become a safer profession than the precarious farm work. Fighting in battle is dangerous, but if you can survive, you will be blessed with a lot of wealth and wealth - and the ones who die are usually low-level soldiers.
Guo Xin was filled with worries and tossed and turned for half a night before he finally managed to close his eyes. But he felt that he hadn't slept long before he was woken up again by Guo Pu's noise outside the house.
"Brother Yi! Brother Yi! Something's happened!"
Guo Xin muttered, but got up and packed his clothes.
As soon as he came out of the bedroom, Guo Xin said dissatisfiedly: "At this time, if you disturb my dreams again, I won't take you as my personal soldier."
Guo Pu's eyes widened and he pointed his finger at the sky: "It's already time..." Seeing Guo Xin's unkind expression, he quickly apologized and said, "I know Brother Yi is sleeping a lot. Isn't this what's going on?"
Guo Xin looked up and saw that the sun had indeed risen by half, so he changed the topic and asked Guo Pu: "What's so urgent?"
"Two things, one good and one bad, which one do you want to hear first?"
Guo Xinxin thought what bad things could happen to him? It’s not like he beat Li Ye yesterday and Liu Zhiyuan came to settle the score with him today for this matter? So while getting dressed, he urged: "Let's talk about the bad stuff first."
"This can't be said to be a bad thing. It is rumored that Erlang of the Guo family was jealous of a girl in Chunle Square yesterday and fought with Liu Jieshuai's uncle for 300 rounds... Brother Yi is too boring. This morning When the guys in the shop asked me, I was still confused. Brother Qianyi looked bad when he came out of Chunle Square yesterday. Is it because of this incident? "
Guo Xin was speechless, the rumors were really unbelievable. The conscience of heaven and earth, his kick was only half a round at most. If he really let him do 300 rounds, he would probably kill Li Ye on the spot.
Guo Xin turned his arms to relieve the stiffness of his muscles after a night's sleep, and said with a smile: "Good things don't go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles."
"Brother Yi's words are wonderful. Now Brother Yi is indeed regarded as a man of the hour in our Taiyuan Prefecture."
Guo Xin's hand movements paused: "Is this matter known to everyone in the city?"
Guo Pu shook his head and nodded again: "I guess it's almost the same...I heard that someone in Dongqiao is preparing to compile a songbook, and the name is Erlang Zhengmei."
Even Guo Xin was amused by this, and laughed and cursed: "Damn it, don't let people think of me as a libertine. Come to think of it... what's a good thing?"
Guo Pu slapped his head and said anxiously: "I almost forgot, the Khitan envoys are here! I'm afraid they will enter the city now. I came here to see Brother Yi in a hurry just to see the excitement."
"What kind of good thing is this?" Guo Xin said, but his heart aroused strong interest. He had heard news about the Khitan people for so long, but he had never met them seriously. So as he went out, he quickly greeted Guo Pu: "What are you waiting for? Which door do the Khitans enter through?"
"It should be Wilder Gate in the south."
Huaide Gate was far away in the west city. Guo Xin thought for a while and told Guo Pu: "Go and get my horse."
After a night of fun, the festive atmosphere in the streets has faded a lot. Perhaps because he was used to the prosperity of later cities, Taiyuan Mansion had never given Guo Xin a very lively impression. Even though the city had the largest number of households north of the river and was a huge town gathering wealth and soldiers from Hedong, he could not avoid it from time to time. It feels deserted. However, Taiyuan Prefecture is not famous for its prosperity after all. He has long heard that Kaifeng Prefecture in Bianzhou is the most prosperous and prosperous place in the world. But now it seems that after the Khitan people's destruction, I don't know if Kaifeng Mansion can still compare with Taiyuan now.
As we neared Huaide Gate, the crowds on the street became increasingly dense and crowded, obviously all coming to see the Khitan envoys. The demise of Shi Jin was a major event for everyone. Even ordinary people were actively or forced to pay attention to the current situation. Under such circumstances, the Khitan people came to make this matter particularly important, enough to make people stretch their minds. Look carefully at the long neck.
Two rows of armored soldiers were maintaining order along the road, extending from the outside of the city to the city gate, then along the street, and probably even to the front of the palace. The crowd of onlookers were clearly divided into two sides by the soldiers. The roaring look reminded Guo Xin of the swarm of flies surrounding the latrine and others defecating.
Guo Xin tried his best to poke his head and try to see clearly what was happening outside the city gate, but soon realized that this action was meaningless, so he quietly waited on the horse for the unknown Khitan envoy.
I don't know how much time passed, but the sun above our heads had almost risen to the top of our heads. Fortunately, it wasn't a hot summer day, otherwise half of the crowded people under the sun would have been dazzled.
Just when Guo Xin was bored and almost wanted to ask Guo Pu next to him if he really knew that the Khitan envoy would come, the crowd at the entrance of the city gate suddenly shouted, and then two rows of knights on tall horses walked through the shadow of the doorway. .
"The Khitan people are coming!" "The Kunlun is coming!" The crowd of onlookers satisfied their curiosity and shouted everywhere.
Guo Xin also looked up and saw that the two rows of knights were indeed different from the Han soldiers and horses he had seen. Not only did their clothes and armor look very different, but their faces were also obviously very different from those of the Han people. Most of them had round faces and red skin. His eyes were also narrowed, and he looked at the people watching indifferently.
Among the group of people, the ones that caught Guo Xin’s attention the most were a few hatless Khitan knights. Without exception, all of them were bald, with only a few braided long hair hanging down around their heads. They should be those of some barbarian people in the north. custom.
After a while, the real master who followed the Khitan knights who went ahead appeared. Several people with similar haircuts, who seemed to be Khitan civil servants, and a group of Taiyuan civil and military officials who came to receive him followed. Guo Xin recognized the shadows of Ma Jundu Commander Liu Xin and Jiedu Judge Su Fengji inside, but he did not see his father Guo Wei.
Walking side by side with Su Fengji was a Khitan man wearing a felt hat, who was surrounded by a group of people in the center. Guo Xin estimated that this person was a Khitan envoy, so he couldn't help but want to see more clearly.
After a brief inspection, I saw that the Khitan envoy was tall, a whole head taller than Su Fengji next to him. Two braided locks of hair hung down from both sides of his ears. He probably also had a bald head under his felt hat.
What caught Guo Xin's attention was what the Khitan envoy was holding. It seemed to be a long stick, but it didn't touch the ground. Instead, it was stuck with a yellow stick, like some rare object being carried by the Khitan envoy on his chest.
The envoy team gradually walked away, and the crowd also took a look and went back into the streets and alleys.
Only Guo Pu held his horse and complained: "There are too many people and I didn't see anything."
Guo Xin pondered slightly: "It doesn't matter, I want to meet the Khitan people. There will be many opportunities in the future."
