In the thin morning mist, Zhao Bingyan seemed to be watching the scenery at the door of his house, walking forward with his hands behind his hands. After taking a few steps, he saw an old man carrying a basket on his back, looking at him warily and asking where he was from. Why hadn't he seen him before?
The man was talking and greeting his companions, and the men and women on his left and right soon surrounded him.
Zhao Bingyan didn't have time to argue with them, so he asked the old man to lead the way. He wanted to see the commander on the mountain.
A woman said warily: "He is so well-dressed, and at first glance he looks like an outsider who has secretly climbed up the mountain. He is probably a spy. He still wants to see our little girl, but we don't know where he died."
Then two young men went up and twisted him and walked towards a large courtyard. Before he had taken two steps, someone shouted: "Don't worry, blindfold this thief first."
Everyone was busy at work. Not only did they blindfold his eyes, but also tied his hands. Zhao Bingyan was firmly regarded as a spy.
The group of people escorted him through twists and turns for a while, and then someone shouted: "Commander Miao, we have caught a spy. This thief is clamoring to see Yao Meizi."
Zhao Bingyan thought to himself: It's amazing, the commander in charge of the rebel army here is actually a woman.
Before he could speak, a strong male voice asked him: "Who are you? How did you get up the mountain? Tell me."
Zhao Bingyan said it was all secret, and he had to meet the helmsman of Lingxiao Mountain before he could speak.
The man said arrogantly: "A spy wants to negotiate conditions for me. How qualified is he to meet the commander-in-chief? Just bury him."
Then someone shouted: Dig a hole, dig a hole.
The pollen elf smiled and said to him: These people bullied the master by blindfolding him, making clinking movements with hoes, and making frightening noises.
Zhao Bingyan had already heard it.
He thought that if the management of this mountain was really so chaotic and anyone could kill people at will, this team would have perished long ago. Definitely trying to scare him.
Sure enough, the man who made the noise was surprised to see Zhao Bingyan motionless. On weekdays, when they catch a spy at the foot of the mountain and use some tricks, the spy will immediately urinate.
The man in front of me is definitely a different kind of person.
Soon two skilled men came up to pick up Zhao Bingyan and continue walking.
About half an hour later, he was taken to a large hall. The man bowed his hands and saluted and said, "Young sister, this person wants to see the commander of the mountain."
Zhao Bingyan immediately heard a string of laughter like silver bells, and then heard the sound of tiny footsteps surrounding him, and a woman said: "It's amazing, I sneaked up the mountain, and there's not even a trace of mud stuck to my body."
Zhao Bingyan asked: "Are you the commander-in-chief of Lingxiao Mountain? My time is precious. If so, please leave the rest. I have something to explain."
"Oh, it's like a toad yawning so loudly. Who are you? You came to Lingxiao Mountain to pretend to be a god."
Zhao Bingyan said that he was the King of Han in the Song Dynasty. He admired the heroes of Lingxiao Mountain for persisting in resisting Mongolia and had made great contributions to the court, so he came here to provide help.
The woman waved her beautiful hand, and the man escorting him immediately took off the veil.
Zhao Bingyan blinked and saw clearly that there was indeed a handsome woman in a red cloak sitting on the domineering chair in the center.
He looked around and saw that except for the strong man next to the woman in red, everyone else was dressed as a guard.
Zhao Bingyan stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly: "I am Zhao Bingyan, the King of Han who was conferred by the Queen Mother of the Song Dynasty. Although the court is only guarding Hainan Road, this year it will conquer Annan and make it the second road of the Song Dynasty, Shenglong Road. Soon, the King's Division will march north to attack the Yuan Dynasty. If the general manager allows it, our team at Lingxiao Mountain can be reorganized into an independent regiment of the Song Dynasty Guards. When the King's Division returns one day, we will cooperate with the inside and outside to capture Xuzhou."
The girl in red was stunned immediately.
The strong man next to her also stood there stupidly, and then waved his hand to Zhao Bingyan and shouted, wait a minute, what about the King of Han, what about the Guards, we can't understand.
After a moment of rest, the girl in red stood up and saluted Zhao Bingyan, then ordered the guests to be sent off to rest.
Zhao Bingyan was immediately taken to the room on the side of the hall by Bing Yong beside him.
It was said that he was told to rest, but in fact he was put under house arrest.
Zhao Bingyan was sitting in a small house. The furniture inside was all made of wood from the mountain. Even the drinking bowl was made of earthenware, and the furnishings were quite simple.
In the hall, the village was already having a meeting, with four men sitting on the left and right facing each other like stars holding the moon, surrounding the woman in red in the center.
After the girl introduced the situation just now, Commander Miao, the second-in-command sitting on her right, said that the brother who was responsible for inquiring at the foot of the mountain had news: the imperial court had indeed established the Hainan Road, and there was also Zhao Bingyan, the king of Han, in the conquest of Annan.
But why did the King of Han suddenly appear outside on Lingxiao Mountain?
There is only one single road in Lingxiao Mountain, which can only be passed by one person. How did this person get up the mountain?
Who let him go up the mountain?
These must be clarified, otherwise the safety of the cottage cannot be guaranteed.
The five leaders argued for half an hour, but to no avail.
Yao Meizi said: "This man has never done any evil deeds since he came to the mountain. Let's see how he can help. We will discuss how to deal with him later."
The four leaders nodded in agreement.
After a while, Zhao Bingyan was brought to the meeting hall again.
He was very dissatisfied when he saw that in the meeting hall, which looked like a bandit's cottage, the leaders placed a chair for him opposite Yao Meizi and gave him a suspect seat. He walked straight to the right side of Yao Meizi and pulled Commander Miao up who had tied him up. He asked him to go aside. He sat down carelessly and said, "I am the King of Han and the Regent of Han Dynasty appointed by Empress Dowager Yang of the Song Dynasty. Please do not kneel down and salute." It doesn’t matter, I have abolished the kneeling ceremony anyway, but I can’t be too unreasonable.”
Several heads looked at each other, feeling that what Zhao Bingyan said was reasonable, but something seemed wrong.
Commander Miao was Yao Meizi's brother and second in charge. He glared at Zhao Bingyan and shouted: "What you say is better than what you sing. How do you prove that you are the King of Han?"
He said that the matter was simple. The King of Han Dynasty in the Song Dynasty was a disciple of Zhuge Wuhou. He was heartbroken when he saw the land of Shu being trampled by the Tatars of the Yuan Dynasty. He intended to support this king in expelling the Tatars and restoring the great rivers and mountains.
He asked: "How many people are there in the stronghold? I will ask Mr. Zhuge to send a batch of Guards uniforms over so that the whole army can change their uniforms."
The second master just said the word "five" and was immediately stopped by the third master.
Zhao Bingyan said with a smile: "I am afraid that I am a spy, why don't you go up the mountain to find out? It is completely unnecessary."
He glanced at Yao Meizi and said, "Lead the way and find a spacious and clean warehouse. I will ask Mr. Zhuge to cast a spell and send you military uniforms."
Everyone was surprised and looked at Zhao Bingyan in confusion, doubting that there really was a god.
Yao Meizi was curious, so she stood up and said with a smile: "The King of Han invites you."
The group of people took him to a big house behind the meeting hall. Zhao Bingyan went in and looked at it, then told him to close the door and immediately ordered the pollen elves to deliver the goods.
Looking back, he said it was not bad, just a little small. I'm afraid Mr. Zhuge won't be able to send much military supplies.
Everyone looked at him with disbelief, as if they were watching the Jiangxi monkeys juggling, and wanted to see how he managed to get through the gang.
He asked to open the door and take a look. Mr. Zhuge had already put the supplies inside.
The second master immediately rushed forward and pushed open the door.
Wow, it is really full of supplies. In addition to military uniforms, there are countless bags of rice.
"Immortal, have you seen a ghost?" The second master exclaimed, then slapped himself twice and said, "That's wrong, it's really Zhuge Wuhou who has come, and we have received divine help."
Zhao Bingyan took out a set of soldiers' equipment and explained it, and asked the second master to put it on and take a look.
The second boss changed his clothes, put on his hat, put on Jiefang shoes and put on his leggings. He immediately seemed to be in great spirits as a different person.
Zhao Bingyan personally guided each of the leaders to put on their clothes, put on their backpacks, and carry water bottles on their waists. The four leaders stood neatly in a row in front of Yao Meizi. The girl was surprised and thanked King Han repeatedly.
He said that these are the clothing supplies for soldiers. The Guards of the Song Dynasty adopted Mr. Zhuge's new organization, and officers who commanded more than a hundred people had special military uniforms.
The second master immediately said that they were willing to accept the king of Han for reorganization and wear new military uniforms.
The several heads next to him all looked excited, but the third head rolled his eyes at a few people and said, "There's no rush, we still need to think about it in the long term."
Zhao Bingyan asked: "What else are you talking about? Let's distribute the clothes to the brothers first. I saw many soldiers wearing trousers that were torn to the thighs. If they don't change, they will be torn to the waist. They really have to be naked. Is that good?"
