Chapter 62: The Messenger

"If you don't break Loulan, you won't return it, can Zhao Jianzong know the origin of this poem?" You Guangjue said, "This poem is from the Tang Dynasty poet Wang Changling's "From the Army", 'Huangsha wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never be returned if it is not broken. These two sentences are famous sentences recited through the ages, Loulan is only a small country in the Western Regions during the Han Dynasty, when the king of Loulan colluded with the Huns, repeatedly killed the envoys of the Han Dynasty through the Western Regions, the majestic Han Dynasty, although far away will be punished, how can he be tolerated, even if there are thousands of battles, the iron armor is worn out, but also bound to break the strong man who offended me, what a majestic verse! Take this poem as a code word for the joint, it is really too suitable, Xianbei Northern Wei Dynasty, northern barbarians, expelling alien tribes to break Loulan, Zhao Jianzong, although I am in the rivers and lakes, I also know that the rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband, this is what our Han people want, it is better to take this pill, we will do our part for the restoration of the country. ”

Zhao Wei snorted and said, "Don't bother, as long as the Divine Foot Sect does not obstruct it, I am already grateful! As for this poem, a famous sentence through the ages, children in the market can recite it, what is strange, who would use such a simple verse as a code word?"

You Guangjue saw that he was unmoved, and said with a smile: "Since Zhao Jianzong pretended to be stupid, then I can only get straight to the point." A few days ago, I was strolling on the street, peeking at the handsome little girl and daughter-in-law who came and went, and suddenly saw a person who looked like the Western Regions, with a tall nose bridge, deep sunken eye sockets, tall, handsome, very much the style of my youth, cough cough, said wrong, I couldn't help but look a few more times, thinking that he was a disciple of Zoroastrianism in the Western Regions, because I was very curious about what Zoroastrianism had to do in my south, so I grabbed it and interrogated a few more words, but I didn't expect him to have a hard mouth, and kept saying that he was a merchant who came to the south to buy silk. ”

You Guangjue paused for a moment, and said: "There are many merchants in the Western Regions who come to the Central Plains to buy silk, it is not surprising, but he has one thing that I pay attention to, he keeps selling silk, when I asked him how much silver a silk is worth, he actually said one hundred taels of silver, may I ask Zhao Jianzong, is it a bit outrageous that the silk in the south is so expensive, this merchant spent a lot of silver from the south to buy it back, is the silk in the Western Regions more expensive, or was it knocked out by the profiteers in the south?"

"Silk was transported from the south to the Western Regions, thousands of miles away, through the desert, the hardships were abnormal, and it was not impossible to sell a horse for a hundred taels in the Western Regions. Besides, there are many kinds of silk, silk and satin, yarn and silk brocade, countless, the best silk fabrics are specially for the royal family, even if ten taels of gold and one or two silk may not be bought, what is the strangeness!" Ding Zizhen's family is rich, and the best silk fabrics are more expensive than gold, so he doesn't think it's strange.

You Guangjue smiled wildly and said: "This uncle must have a very rich family, I also thought so at the time, if this merchant from the Western Regions buys a hundred taels of high-grade silk, I am afraid that he will bring a lot of silver, and he will not only buy two or three horses to go back, but he will have to pay three or four hundred horses, that is, thirty or forty thousand taels, so he must be forced to hand over the silver, and guess what?"

Zhao Weisong has been silent, his expression is calm and calm, as if listening to a completely irrelevant story.

Ding Zizhen didn't know about the messenger, thinking that the person on the other side showed off and caught the disciples of the Zoroastrian sect in the Western Regions, and said disapprovingly: "Could it be that he couldn't help but hand over tens of thousands of taels of silver?"

Coming from the Western Regions, the road is far away, with 10,000 taels of silver, it must be loaded with a big car, and there are no hundreds of people to escort it, the bandits and bandits along the way have already eaten so much silver, not to mention passing through the city and meeting those corrupt officials who eat and take cards, as long as they see this large amount of silver in vain, they will inevitably draw more than half, so Ding Zizhen does not believe that the people of the Western Regions will be so stupid, and they will come to the south with 10,000 taels of silver.

You Guangjue patted his head and said, "Yes, he really couldn't hold back, but what he confessed was not silver, but a shocking event." At the beginning, he didn't care about the little torture, but he was really a man, even if he was soldering iron on his chest, blood was smoking, he gritted his teeth, and he didn't say a word, then I could only pull off the nails with iron pliers one by one, he fainted in pain, and still didn't speak. Treat this kind of tough guy, I really admire it to the extreme, the villain is not talented, when he was young, he stole flowers, and also fell into the hands of the government's dogs, these methods are too torturous, even if he didn't commit a crime, he was beaten into a trick, and he didn't speak, I was sure that he must have an ulterior secret, otherwise he would have been casually talking nonsense or crying for death, if it is not the firm will of different mortals, the grand pursuit of different mortals, it must not be able to do this, so, tsk, I admire, I had to resort to killer features. ”

You Guangjue raised the dark red pill in his hand, squinted his eyes and said, " Who did you say invented this little pill, I forced him to eat it into his stomach, not long after, the toxicity attacked, the blood worms one by one, drilled out of the pill one by one, drilled into every vein, drilled into every seam, and drilled when he saw the cracks, not long, drilled all over the flesh and bones and viscera, every time he drilled, he was as painful as scraping bones, thinking that Guan Erye scraped bones to heal injuries, it was just a game of chess, he endured it for two hours, tsk, admirable, in the end, the brain in the skull also drilled into the blood worms, his consciousness was completely out of control, so he no longer closed his mouth, I asked anything, I answered, I don't have a good memory, so I wrote down his words on this note, I wonder if Zhao Jianzong is interested in taking a look?"

You Guangjue held up a crumpled note, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more evil.

Zhao Weisong knew that the messenger was tortured by this, but he was afraid that he was no longer alive, this note contained all the news of Hong Jingyao's secret meeting this time, and there might even be a hiding place for her, once it fell into the hands of the government, she would definitely be in danger, so he no longer hesitated, and pulled out his sword.

You Guangjue laughed normally between his words, his hands were already sweating, and he was ready to flee at any time, he knew that he was not Zhao Weisong's opponent, but Zhao Weisong might not be able to catch up with him when he escaped with light skills, plus more than a dozen masters were fighting, he would inevitably be under siege, so that he was enough to distract him from the defeat with a note on the side.

Unexpectedly, in an instant, the note in You Guangjue's hand disappeared out of thin air.

Zhao Weisong thought that You Guangjue deliberately hid it, and the technique was too fast, so he didn't see it, and came with a sword.

The most surprised was You Guangjue, whether it was Zhao Weisong or the black shadow people, they all thought that he hid the note by himself, only he knew that the note was gone!

In the quiet of the night, there was not even a gust of wind on the street, and so a big note disappeared all at once?

You Guangjue was stunned, his eyes were full of surprise, staring at the empty fingers, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Zhao Weisong's green mang was already in front of him, You Guangjue didn't dodge or dodge, and said: "The note is gone, the only person in the world who knows this information is me, you kill me, do you still want to know this information?"

Zhao Weisong was unmoved, and made up his mind in his heart, even if he couldn't get the information, it was better than falling into the hands of others, killing him, destroying the note, at least not putting Hong Jingyao in danger.

You Guangjue guessed his thoughts, sneered a few times, floated and then retreated dozens of feet, and the black shadows rushed up and surrounded Zhao Weisong.

Ding Zizhen only read sage books since he was a child, and his family never let him practice martial arts, which was the behavior of a rough man, so he was a helpless grandfather, but he was very courageous, at this moment he was carrying a long sword, and he watched the battle with his horse, without fear, and the black shadows saw that his martial arts were inferior, and they did not take it to heart, and concentrated on dealing with Zhao Weisong, a hard stubble.

Zhao Weisong sneered a few times, holding his sword and standing in front of everyone, not moving at all.