"How do you explain it when you go back, you don't need me to teach you, do you?" Yelu Dashi smiled and gently picked up a small teacup with his left hand.

Tong Guan hurriedly stepped forward, picked up the gourd-patterned silver flat pot with both hands, carefully poured it for him, the tea was just level with the mouth of the cup, and not a drop of water was spilled, and he smiled flatteringly: "The slave understands." Does the master have any commands? The slave is willing to share the worries of the master! Tong Guan has been talking to the Khitan guards guarding him intentionally or unintentionally these days, and found that Yelu Dashi's prestige among the clansmen is unusually high, and there is a risk of shocking the lord, and he seems to be a figure like Cao Mengde, so he only intends to flatter Dashi, and never mentions Emperor Liao.

"Huh? I forgot. Yelu Dashi gently tapped his head with his fingers, frowned and thought for a moment before he said, "You go back and serve the Great Song Emperor well." When I need to use you, I'll send someone to tell you. He paused, with a hint of sarcasm, and sneered, "Xianqi Lengzi, maybe in the end, I won't need you, then congratulations, you can be a loyal minister of the Great Song Dynasty." ”

"Where did the master come from," Tong Guan looked loyal, his eyes were full of tears, and he choked up: "The slave is in the Southern Dynasty, and his heart is in Daliao, and he hopes that the master will drink Ma Bianliang as soon as possible and become the co-master of the world." "If it weren't for Brother Yelu Tie knowing who he was, he would almost have thought that this was a slave born by the Dashi family.

"Okay, okay, don't act in front of me." Yelu Dashi waved his hand impatiently, "My ambition, you must have guessed a thing or two. He pointed to a teacup next to him and asked Tong Guan to fill a cup for himself, "I heard that the emperor of the Southern Dynasty once promised that whoever can take Youyan from my Daliao will worship the king." He motioned Tong Guan to raise the teacup, and the two touched it lightly, and the teacup with black lacquer glazed eggshell made a crisp sound of "ding", and Yelu Dashi smiled: "If I drink Ma Bianliang, it will also be the time when you Tong Guan is crowned king." Come, I wish Lord Tong that after returning to the Southern Dynasty, the Holy Family will be prosperous and ascend step by step! ”

The two replaced the wine with tea, and after drinking it all, Tong Guan went out with a thousand thanks. Brother Yelu Tiege hesitated: "My lord, this eunuch has not known what happened for dozens of days, and when he goes back this time, Emperor Song will really believe his words?" Yelu Dashi smiled: "If he can't solve this trouble himself, then let the Southern Dynasty cut him down, saving me the Khitan knife." After speaking, he knocked on the cloud board that summoned the slave, and let him take out the teacup on the table and break it and throw it away, what the slave had used.

In front of Hangu Pass, the bustling pedestrians, cars and horses lined up into several long queues, this narrow hole, from the dawn of the rooster to the moonrise in the east mountain, is busy and noisy. Zhao Xingde asked Li Ruoxue to wait in the carriage, and he secretly stepped forward to spy on the truth according to Song An's instructions, and sure enough, a notice was posted in front of Hangu Pass to arrest him. It seems that Cai Jing was also preparing to catch turtles in the urn after he wanted to capture the old man, so notices were posted at the key passes of Song Xia to prevent Zhao Xingde, Chen Dong and others from escaping from the Song Realm.

Taking advantage of the fact that the people around him didn't pay attention to him, Zhao Xingde returned to the carriage, Li Ruoxue looked at him with concern, and asked softly, "How?" ”

Zhao Xingde shook his head and said in a deep voice: "There is a shadow figure in front of the pass, but I am afraid that it will be difficult to pass, so I must leave quickly, otherwise, it will be troublesome for the people in the caravan to sue the official." Seeing that he was worried, Li Ruoxue put the soft wattle on his hand and said with relief: "There is no endless road to heaven." Zhao Xingde nodded, turned around to look for Li Rui, and when the people in the caravan asked, let him say that he didn't know, so as not to implicate himself. Then he quickly drove the carriage out of front of Hangu Pass. He was worried that someone in the caravan would sue him, and he had already begun to prepare for the way back. When he arrived in Luoyang, he bought a carriage, did not need a coachman, and drove the car himself. Sleeping on bedding, self-defense bows and arrows are all placed in the car. When leaving the crowded place, he drove the carriage away from the road and went to the bank of the Yellow River, with what he saw and heard in the Hejian army, between the Xia and Song countries, it was also like the Song-Liao border, there were many traders smuggling paths, and also used small boats to ferry people from the Yellow River.

Zhao Xingde drove the carriage along the bank of the Yellow River all day, but found nothing, and encountered several local farmers and traders along the way, and Zhao Xingde was also extremely cautious and did not say much. At night, he found a secluded mountain col and set up a tent, and lit a small bonfire to drive out the wild beasts. The two of them fed their hunger with dried meat and dried meat, while the horses were fed a small amount of concentrate and allowed to gnaw on some grass. In addition to helping to clean up some soft things, Li Ruoxue sat on the mattress with her knees bent, her eyes widened, and she looked curiously at Zhao Xingde's busy life. The bonfire was burning, reflecting his tall figure busy, Li Ruoxue's heart couldn't help but feel a little happiness, her chin was on her knees, and she smiled sweetly.

"These are all learned in the Hejian Army." Zhao Xingde explained, he seemed to see Li Ruoxue's curiosity, and handed over a piece of roasted dried meat.

Li Ruoxue rarely eats such a large piece of food at home, and after taking the dried meat, she pinched the ends with her bare hands, and bit it lightly, leaving only a shallow tooth mark. She frowned, bit down hard, and left only a deep tooth mark, and looked up at Zhao Xingde pitifully. Zhao Xingde didn't feel funny, and said softly: "To be like me." "The teeth bit the end of the dried meat, and when he tore it hard, he tore off a strip and chewed it in his mouth with relish. The bonfire flashed with a smile in his eyes, Li Ruoxue didn't feel bitter, but she didn't learn from his savage appearance, she tore the dried meat into a thread with her bare hands, and then put it in her mouth quite elegantly, chewing hard, and when she felt that it was difficult to swallow, a kettle was handed to her, she took it and drank it without thinking, but she almost choked out, a pungent taste.

"What is this?" Li Ruoxue raised her head and looked at Zhao Xingde anxiously and angrily.

"This is wine sweat, it is heavy in the mountain col, and drinking it prevents moisture from hurting the body, and it can also warm the body." Zhao Xingde took the kettle, took a sip, and handed it to Li Ruoxue.

Li Ruoxue hesitated to pick it up, took a shallow sip, it was still a little choking, a scorching thin line slowly flowed from the throat to the stomach, and then there was slowly some warmth on the body, the two of them ate like this, drank a little wine, until late at night, Li Ruoxue snuggled in Zhao Xingde's arms and fell asleep, with a tempting flush on her face. Zhao Xingde swallowed his saliva, gently put her in the quilt, and kissed her on the cheeks of the beauty. I don't know when the life of exile will end, if there is a pregnancy at this time, it will be a big trouble for the two, so these days the two have been sleeping together, and they have not broken through the defense of men and women. Although the angry frog was swollen and his heart was ape, he only smiled bitterly and lay down, forcing himself to close his eyes and concentrate. Listening to Li Ruoxue's even and thin breathing, if there was a virgin fragrance on the tip of his nose, Zhao Xingde silently recited the coloring is empty, and unconsciously closed his eyes.

When he was sleeping soundly, Zhao Xingde was awakened by the mournful sound of the horse, and he grabbed the sword and bow by the pillow casually, and leaned out of the tent. The bonfire has been extinguished, the cold and humid night breeze blows on the face, Zhao Xingde looked towards the horses, and couldn't help but blow up the cold hair, only to see three earth dog-like things around the horse, two in front, one is lying on the horse's hind buttocks with its front paws, desperately biting, the horse can not break free, only kicking and biting, making a burst of sorrow. Zhao Xingde looked around left and right, and didn't find any other wild wolves, so he immediately went out with an arrow, and stuck it behind the ears of the wild wolf who was lying on the horse and gnawed on it, and passed through the skull, and the wild wolf fell down with a whimper, and did not move after a few convulsions. But this also aroused the attention of the other two wolves, and when they turned around, the four green wolf eyes stared at Xingde, like ghost fire.

Zhao Xingde pulled out his sword and stuck it beside him, bent his bow and arrows to confront the two wolves, at this time the wolf had already taken precautions, and rashly shooting the arrow may not be able to hit, but let the wolf pounce and bite without scruples. Zhao Xingde slowly moved to the fire, holding a bow and arrow in one hand, and took out the fire fold from his arms with the other hand and put it on the ground. The two wolves watched the man's actions rather incomprehensibly, not quite understanding whether he was playing tricks or not, but let out a low roar in their throats. Zhao Xingde also responded with a roar without showing weakness, and at the same time, with his right hand, he put a few branches on the fire that had been extinguished, and stuffed some hay underneath. The smell of blood filled the air, and the two wolves were already eager to try, and the horse fell to the ground with a wail. Zhao Xingde's heart almost stopped beating, still staring at the wolf in front of him, his teeth bit the lid of the fire fold, blew, and then lit the fire with his right hand.

A faint flame made the wolf suspicious by nature a little bit of deterrence, the bonfire burned a little, Zhao Xingde took advantage of the cover of the flame, and slowly inserted more than a dozen arrows in the land around him, holding two arrows in his right hand, bending the bow and arrows, and swishing an arrow out, the wild wolf quickly looked to the side and jumped away, and the second arrow followed, grazing the wolf's back. The wolf whined and roared, and Zhao Xingde calmly put on two more arrows, constantly adding branches to the burning bonfire. The confrontation lasted until dawn, and the two wild wolves walked away. These wolves come out at night, bite cattle and people, and during the day they return to hide among the grass and trees on the banks of the Yellow River.

Li Ruoxue slept very deeply because of the weak amount of alcohol, the oriental glow shone on her delicate face, her sleepy eyes were slightly open, and she rubbed her eyes lazily, Zhao Xingde was not around, she was still wrapped in the quilt she used in the past, her clothes were complete, and after relief, a shyness came to her heart, and she hurriedly sorted out her makeup, and then went out of the tent to find Zhao Xingde.

Zhao Xingde heard the footsteps behind him, turned around and smiled: "I'm afraid we're going to walk for a while." Li Ruoxue walked to his side, and saw the corpse of the horse that had been bitten by the wild wolf and the flesh was blurred, her face was pale, her right hand covered her small mouth, and her left hand tightly grasped Zhao Xingde's arm.