worked on the journey along the way, but under Ling Kun's interpolation, it was a lot easier.

Along the way, the relationship between the three of them has become more and more harmonious, the most obvious is that Zhao Mingyue's pre-dinner dessert before dinner every day, the whip, became lighter and lighter, and in the end, even he felt that the beating was boring, so he simply stopped fighting.

At noon on this day, in a small town, the three of them simply asked for a few dishes to eat in a small restaurant.

Along the way, the three of them had been eating at the same table. This is nothing to Ling Kun, he comes from the afterlife where all beings are equal, and he doesn't take the respect and inferiority of master and servant very seriously. But the sword was different, she and Zhao Mingyue were sitting at a table, looking very flustered, as if they had done something rebellious. Half of his butt was next to the stool, whether he was sitting or not sitting, and standing was not standing, Ling Kun looked uncomfortable.

After finishing his meal in a hurry, the sword stood up. Ling Kun sat flat and steady, talking while eating, as if he was on vacation.

Zhao Mingyue never spoke during meals, but all the way down, she was actually influenced by Ling Kun, and she interjected a few words from time to time.

"Do you know what this place is?" Zhao Mingyue asked Ling Kun.

"I don't know, the mountains, it looks very desolate." Ling Kun replied.

Zhao Mingyue glanced at him and said, "We have now arrived in Yingzhou, that is to say, we have entered the Liao Kingdom. ”

"Liao?" Ling Kun was very surprised, looking left and right, they were all familiar with the mountain fathers, not like the Khitans.

"Yes, Liao." Zhao Mingyue's expression became serious, and she said in a deep voice: "In the Later Tang Dynasty, the general Shi Jingtang rebelled, recognized the emperor of Liao as his father, and dedicated the sixteen states of Youyun to Liao, including this Yingzhou. ”

"Oh, I see, I know Youzhou, isn't it Beijing." Ling Kun blurted out, almost saying that my home is from Beijing.

"Wrong, it's not Beijing, it's Nanjing." Zhao Mingyue corrected.

Ling Kun was shocked in his heart, is it different from the future life? He said tentatively: "Obviously in the north, how can it be Nanjing?" ”

"That is the Nanjing of the Liao State, and the Liao State implements the five-capital system, which are Shangjing, Zhongjing, Tokyo, Xijing, and Nanjing, and Youzhou is their Nanjing."

"Oh, that's right." Ling Kun suddenly realized.

Zhao Mingyue put down her chopsticks, but she didn't mean to leave, but continued: "From the first emperor to the present, the Great Song Dynasty has gone through great pains in order to take the sixteen states of Youyun, and now the saint has twice taken the imperial expedition, and he was even seriously injured because of this. Do you know why the imperial court did everything to take the Sixteen Prefectures of Youyun? ”

Ling Kun thought for a while and said, "Of course I know that the people living in the Sixteen Prefectures of Youyun are all Han people, and they are the people of the Great Song Dynasty, so we can't let them send people under the fence." ”

Zhao Mingyue nodded appreciatively and said: "This is one of them, and there is another very important reason, the terrain of the Sixteen Prefectures of Youyun is condescending, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the entire Central Plains is at its feet." If you lose the north of the mountain, you will be in trouble, and if you lose the clouds, you will be in the Central Plains. Therefore, if the Great Song Dynasty wants to maintain long-term stability, it must grasp the land of clouds in its hands. ”

Ling Kun nodded and said, "I understand, I didn't expect you to know so much as a girl." ”

"There are so many things you didn't expect, do you know why you want to learn martial arts?"

"Why?" Ling Kun was a little weak-hearted, and he had a very bad premonition.

"It is to let you go to the battlefield and make some efforts for the imperial court to cut off the Liao."

"War? No, no, I'm not going to war. Ling Kun waved his hand and refused, in this troubled world, if you fight, you have to die, now he has food and drink, and beautiful women swim together, but he doesn't want to die.

Zhao Mingyue sneered, and said in her heart that this is not up to you, she stood up and said, "Let's go, go to Youzhou to have a look." ”

Ling Kun and Shi Jian hurriedly stood up and followed.

Out of the town and into the rugged mountain road. This time, Zhao Mingyue did not give Ling Kun a chance to tell jokes, but continued to instill in him the grudges between Song and Liao for many years, describing in detail the two imperial expeditions of the current saint but falling short, the invincible general Yang Ye was captured alive by the Liao army outside Yanmen Pass, and died on a hunger strike for three days, etc., saying that these were mainly to cultivate Ling Kun's interest in resisting Liao.

It was nearly dusk, and seeing the smoke rising from the valley in front of him, Ling Kun said that it was getting late, so why don't we go to the village and find a place to spend the night.

Zhao Mingyue nodded in agreement, and was about to go down the mountain, when she suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves, and then heard the neighing of war horses, and the voices of people were boiling, and from time to time there were screams and shouts.

Zhao Mingyue jumped off the horse and ran forward, Ling Kun and Shi Jian also jumped off the horse, and looked down near the village, and saw a group of Liao soldiers rushing into the village, robbing everywhere, cutting people when they saw them, and robbing things when they saw them.

"Grass Valley?" Ling Kun couldn't help but say something.

Zhao Mingyue looked back at him abruptly and asked, "Do you still know about Grass Valley?" ”

"Ugh." Ling Kun said: "I also read it from the book, I don't know if it?" ”

"That's right, it's the grass valley." Fortunately, Zhao Mingyue didn't ask in detail, if she asked you what book you saw it from, he could probably only say that it was from "Tianlong Babu".

Zhao Mingyue stared at the two and said, "This team of Liao soldiers is not much, about 20 people, and the three of us will go down and destroy them." ”

"Yes", "No". Shi Jian and Ling Kun spoke at the same time, of course Shi Jian obeyed his orders, but Ling Kun objected at the first time.

"Can't do it? Why not? Are you afraid of the Khitans? Zhao Mingyue stared at him with a frown, anger in her eyes.

"It's ......." Ling Kun looked at the Khitan soldiers as fierce and vicious, killing people was like chopping melons and vegetables, and he was worried in his heart, so he subconsciously spoke out against it. But seeing Zhao Mingyue's annoyed expression, his heart was even more worried, and he quibbled for a moment: "I'm not afraid of the Khitans, I'm afraid that we will provoke the Khitans here, and as soon as we leave, this village will suffer a catastrophe." ”

When Zhao Mingyue heard him say this, her tense pretty face relaxed slightly, and she nodded, "You have a point." We are like this, Shi Jian, you go around to the back of the Khitan people to defend, you must not let go of a living mouth, Ling Kun will follow me to kill the Khitans. ”

Ling Kun didn't dare to object anymore, and drew the sword behind his back and rushed into the village with Zhao Mingyue.

Zhao Mingyue was dressed in white and snowy, beautiful, floating down from the mountain, as if Guanyin descended to earth, and the Khitan and Han villagers were stunned for a while.

As soon as the sword was out, blood splattered, and a Khitan fell to the ground. At this time, the Liao soldiers suddenly realized that this fairy-like figure was here to kill them, so they hula and surrounded them. Zhao Mingyue was like a butterfly wearing flowers, flying in the crowd, and wherever she went, someone's life fell.

Ling Kun broke into the crowd with a hard head, and immediately several Khitan soldiers surrounded him, and the big knife in his hand was more than a foot long and beckoned to him as if he was dead.