Chapter Ninety-Eight: Where Did the Golden Vulture Go?
In the city of Jizhou, in a tavern.
"Guest, what do you want to eat?"
As soon as he stepped into the hotel, Xiao Er's voice mixed with the noisy voices of diners had already reached Dong Ping's ears.
Dong Ping sat down at a table near the door, ordered two side dishes and two wines, but his eyes looked around at the people in the tavern.
It seemed that there were no suspicious people, and in less than a moment, Xiao Er had already served all the wine and food.
picked up a pot of wine and poured it, but Dong Ping's eyes moved to the outside of the house, and the street was full of horses and Liao soldiers dressed all over their bodies.
The horses that entered the city were naturally seriously injured war horses sent back from the front line, Dong Ping was a little smacked, the Liao people deserved to occupy the treasure land of Yanyun Sixteen Prefectures, it is said that the Golden Vulture has hundreds of thousands of iron horses, and now the Hexi Corridor is also in the hands of the Western Xia, and the Han people are estimated to never be able to match it!
Recalling the history of the Song Dynasty that he had seen before, Dong Ping remembered that although this Jizhou was the territory of Liao, it was close to the Song-Liao border after all, and it was a Chinese territory in the Five Dynasties.
In addition, since the alliance between the Song and Liaoyuan, there have been frequent commercial exchanges between the two countries, so after negotiation, a large number of Han people were stranded in this city.
Therefore, Yang Xiong will work in this territory in the Water Margin, and it is estimated that his ancestors also lived in Jizhou and never left his hometown.
"Brother, take a step to speak." Dong Ping beckoned to Xiao Er next to him, and after seeing him coming, he asked with a smile: "I don't know who is the best at healing horses in this city?" Where do you live? ”
"This is ......" Xiao Er looked around, but he stopped talking, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.
Dong Ping smiled, took out ten taels of gold, handed it to the little second, and said in a low voice: "Tell me some more details about Jizhou in recent years, these are all yours."
When Xiao Er saw the gold, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said in an excited tone: "This is easy to say, big official, the most famous person in this city who heals horses is the emperor who is called "Purple Bearded Uncle". ”
Huangfu end?
Sure enough, I guessed correctly! Dong Ping's heart was suddenly shocked, this Huangfu Duan was actually in this Jizhou City!
It has only been two hours since he entered the city, and more than a dozen horses have entered the city almost lying down, and they are running up in high spirits, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Dong Ping wouldn't have believed that there were such strange people in the world!
At that time, Dong Ping was already suspecting in his heart that Huangfu Duan should be the same as what he found in the system last time, and he was still in Jizhou City!
originally thought that the war had spread to the Liao country, and this current Bole would leave, but he didn't expect that he would have the opportunity to meet this person!
"Mr. Huangfu is also known as "Northland Bole", it is said that as long as there is a horse with a breath of air, he can help it come back to life!" Xiao Er paused, and then said: "Now all the war horses of the Liao people are in charge of diagnosis and treatment, but I heard that he never helped the Liao people before the Jin people went south, and I don't know why his temperament has changed so much recently."
"By the way, he lives in the innermost mansion in the northeast corner of the city."
"Wait." Dong Ping stretched out his hand to stop Xiao Er, who was holding the gold and was about to leave with a happy face, and asked with a smile: "A Liao person, I see that you seem to have an opinion on this official mansion."
"Where, there is nothing, there is nothing." The little second waved his hand and hurriedly walked inside.
Frowning, Dong Ping threw his chopsticks on the table, stood up, settled the account and walked outside.
The words of Xiao Er just now are indeed a little meaningful, it seems that there are a large number of Han people in Liao now, and their relationship with Liao seems to be very bad.
When the time comes, you may be able to use these people to achieve some goals!
Walking around the streets, the people in the vicinity are no different from the people of the Central Plains in terms of clothing, accents, customs and everything else.
However, there are a huge number of hawkers on this street, not to mention all kinds of food stalls, grocery stalls, and even a few selling chilled fruit juices!
Listening to the shouts of those vendors, Dong Ping spent twenty copperplates to buy a cup of chilled watermelon juice and drank a few sips, which felt like compared to the modern milk tea shop, except that there was no straw, it was no different from the drink he often drank when he was studying!
This Song Dynasty people will enjoy it! The thousand-year-old cultural inheritance of the dignified Chinese country is simply regressing by those barbarians who later came to the ground!
Walking to the center of the city, the temple fair here is even more lively, looking at those jugglers, as well as the laughter and laughter of the people in peace nearby, Dong Ping has some emotion in his heart, the Han people of the Liao Kingdom seem to be all oriented to China!
Of course, the side also reflects that the Liao people's ability to govern the country is not flattering, not only can they not suppress the ruled nation culturally, but even they are about to be sinicized!
"What a coincidence." Dong Ping looked at the two familiar figures in front of him, walked over and said hello, "How is it, what have you seen and heard in this city?" ”
"There's a lot of news." Shi Jin smiled and said: "Big brother, don't be scared, now that Liaojin is fighting, all the attention of the Liao people is in the north, but I heard about the time of changing the guard in the forage field of their army!"
"Is that true?" Dong Ping's heart shook violently, you must know that this change of guard is a big deal, generally speaking, there is at least half an hour of gap.
If you grasp it well, this is a great opportunity for the Liao people to suffer heavy losses!
"It's true, they're going to have a half-hour gap tonight." Shi Jin paused and said: "This is the news I heard from an old pawn for twenty taels of gold, don't worry, that person has been tied up by me, and I also got three sets of Liao army uniforms."
Dong Ping nodded, smiled and patted Shi Jin's right arm: "Brother, you have made a contribution this time!"
"Hehe, big brother, this is shocked?" Liu Yun smiled and said, "I have more exciting content here."
"You kid has learned to hide and tuck." Dong Ping punched Liu Yun with a smile and said, "Hurry up if you have something to say, I don't have the patience to wait!"
Liu Yun smiled and waved his hand and said, "It's not too big to say that this matter is too big, has the eldest brother ever heard of the Yan Wushu?"
Finish the vultures? Golden Vultures?
Dong Ping's pupils trembled violently, could this person not be here?
"When I was lurking on the roof above an alley, I overheard two golden figures talking about the words "Wanyan Wushu" and "Under the willow tree ten miles outside the south gate". Liu Yun's tone sank, "But I only know a little about the Jin language, and I can't guarantee the accuracy of this matter, it's up to you to decide." ”
That's a big deal! Dong Ping was thinking in his heart that if he could kill this Wanyan Wushu here, he would be able to remove an extremely strong opponent for his future self!
So, do you want to do it or not?
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