Only half an hour after Song Che entered the house, Nangong Yue and the others were "invited" in, and a thousand officers and soldiers surrounded the house.
As long as you don't step out of the house, you can do whatever you want. As soon as you step out of the door frame, the spear will hit you!
Song Che had never set foot in Tubo, and he had never made any enemies. Master Bai must have ordered him to put him under house arrest here.
Just think about it, who would be the person who doesn’t want Song Che to leave?
Maybe it’s just those Hu people?
"Boss, I don't think these Turkic soldiers have any fighting ability. How about we fight our way out at night?" Nangong Yue suggested softly from the pillow.
Song Che shook his head. If there were only two or three hundred people, they could still escape by force, but there were a thousand people outside the hospital. Even if they had no fighting power, they would not be able to withstand the large number of people.
"Can't we just sit back and wait for death?" Nangong Yue asked.
Song Che said: "They are targeting me, but you are safe and sound."
"How can that be done? What if they treat you... treat you..." Nangong Yue gritted her teeth and cursed secretly: "These damn Tubo people actually colluded with the barbarians!"
Song Che stroked her back gently and said with a smile: "Don't worry, if they really wanted to do something hard, they would have tied me up long ago. Why bother to go to all the trouble to entertain me with good food and drinks? Your boss, I can be popular everywhere." spicy."
Nangong Yue stopped talking and quietly laid her pillow on Song Che's chest, listening to the heartbeat. After a long time, she whispered: "Song Che..."
It seemed like this was the first time since he redeemed her that he heard her call her name directly.
"Um?"
"If I can get out of danger this time, how about I never go anywhere? I'm really tired of traveling all over the world with you..."
silence,
There was silence for about ten heartbeats.
"good."
…
Two days later.
night.
The door to the house was finally pushed open.
Bayi and a middle-aged Hu man walked in proudly.
"Mr. Song, I haven't seen you for a long time. You have gone through a lot of changes. This trip to the Western Regions has been full of wind and sand, right?" The middle-aged Hu nationality said hello with a smile.
An old acquaintance, Arhan.
Song Che said coldly: "Mr. Arhan is quite energetic."
"Isn't that right? Because I have guessed Mr. Song's thoughts a long time ago," Arhan said arrogantly: "A smart man like Mr. Song will never go through Yumen Pass again, so this is the only way back to Daliang. ,
As it happened, Tubo surrendered and became a vassal state of our Hu people, so I said hello to Mr. Bayi, and sure enough, you are here! "
He laughed proudly: "Mr. Song, Mr. Song, am I better than you this time? Hahaha..."
Song Che asked with a straight face: "What exactly do you want to do?"
"Mr. Song, don't get me wrong. We in the Hu Kingdom are also very polite." Arhan touched his chest and saluted. He took out an invitation from his sleeve and asked his servant to hand it to Song Che.
"In the middle of next month, it will be our Great Khan's sixtieth birthday. Mr. Song does not know that our Great Khan appreciated you very much after hearing your deeds, so he specially sent me here to invite you back to us. Most of the Hu people are going to attend the birthday banquet."
"Don't even think about it!"
Nangong Yue scolded angrily and cut the invitation in half with a sword!
Arhan's expression darkened, and he winked at the big man next to him who was holding the cauldron with one arm. Chachai pulled out his machete, jumped into the air, and slashed at Nangong Yue!
Nangong Yue turned sideways with the blade, and just when she was about to retreat, the Chachai Hengdao struck her hard, knocking her out three or four feet away, and hit her hard against the wall. "Pfft!" A mouthful of blood immediately spurted out.
"Sister Nangong!"
"Sister Yue!"
"Don't move!" Cha Guai roared like a lion, raising his knife and glaring at the female relatives: "If anyone dares to move, I will chop off her head with the next knife!"
Officers and soldiers outside the house swarmed into the hospital, surrounding Song Che and the female family members.
Song Che wanted to help Nangong Yue, but Chachai's machete suddenly crossed his neck and threatened him bluntly: "Song, I am a rough man, but I am not as polite as Mr. Arhan. If you don't know how to show appreciation, I will cut her into eight pieces in front of you, and I will do what I say!"
Song Che glared fiercely and said coldly: "You are such a big man, and you are so good at bullying women? My brother will settle the score with you for what happened today."
Chachai said proudly: "Okay, I really look forward to meeting him on the battlefield one day to avenge that night!"
"Guess, don't be rude to Mr. Song." Arhan ordered with a smile.
Chachai then put the knife down, but picked up the injured Nangong Yue who fell to the ground with his backhand, and stepped back to Arhan's side.
"What do you want to do! Let Sister Nangong go!" Lu Jingxiang shouted.
"Shut up!" Chachai said, "This is a conversation between us adults and your master. If you dare to interrupt again, you will be punished too!"
"Mr. Song, I am not an overbearing person. As I said just now, the Hu people also know etiquette very well. So, how about we have another bet?" Arhan asked: "If you win, I will let you go. , if you lose, just follow me back to Dadu to meet the Khan."
"Is winning or losing really that important to you?" Song Che asked.
"Of course it's important!" Arhan's face turned stern: "In Jinling, you made me embarrassed in front of so many ministers; in Yumen Pass, you made me laugh at my subordinates. I have never been so embarrassed in my life. However, no matter what happens tonight, I will definitely win against you!"
After saying that, he winked at Chachai again.
Chachai immediately put a knife across Nangong Yue's neck and asked loudly: "Listen carefully, the question is, do you think she will die today?"
Blood spilled from the corner of Nangong Yue's lips, tears hung from the corners of her eyes, and she looked at Song Che helplessly and desperately.
If she guesses not, she answers wrongly, and she will die.
If you guessed it, you answered correctly, and she was going to die too.
This question has no solution at all!
"Guess, isn't Mr. Song extremely smart and always determined to succeed? Why are you speechless today?"
Arhan urged proudly and pointed out three fingers, "This question is very simple. I will only give you three times. If you can't guess, I will assume that she will not die. Then... three!"
"two!"
"one--"
"Then guess whether I will die tonight!"
Song Che snatched Lu Jingxiang's sword, placed it across his neck, and stared into Arhan's eyes angrily.
"Boss, don't..." Nangong Yue shouted loudly.
Arhan bit his cheek, betting that even he wouldn't dare to guess.
"Mr. Song, your weakness is really obvious. Is it worth it for a woman? She doesn't seem to be your wife, right?"
"Quickly guess for me! I only count three times!" Song Che said loudly: "One!"
"two!"
"three--"
"Wait!"
After all, he was still the same as him, not daring to guess this unsolvable problem.
"Perhaps this is the highest level of a businessman. Even oneself can be used as a bargaining chip," Arhan waved his hand slightly and pushed Nangong Yue back.
Arhan apologized politely: "Mr. Song, this is just a joke. I hope you don't take it to heart."
Song Che snorted lightly, threw away his sword, hugged Nangong Yue tightly, and said to Arhan: "I can be invited to Dadu to celebrate your Khan's birthday, but you must promise to let the others go!"
"For me, Mr. Song's intelligence is comparable to fifty cities. These unimportant people don't matter anymore, so I agree to you."
Arhan turned around and waved his hand. When he walked to the door, he turned back and added: "Mr. Song, I wish you a good dream tonight. See you tomorrow."
After withdrawing their troops and leaving the house, everything returned to calm.
"Boss..." Nangong Yue trembled, caressing the blood stains on Song Che's neck, almost crying.
Song Che comforted him softly, "It's okay, it's okay..." and stared hard at Arhan who was walking away outside the door.
The barbarians will be slaughtered all over the house!
