After an hour's rest, the team was ready to set off again, Li surnamed Yan would take out the mount, shouting to command his subordinates to get on the horse, urging the Nanli officials to wait for the car, and suddenly felt a spicy smell coming, which made him sneeze loudly, opened his eyes and looked again, Song Yang had just passed by him, and was hurriedly boarding the carriage.

General Yan, surnamed Li, rubbed his nose, didn't think there was anything wrong, muttered 'evil door', turned over and gave the order loudly, and the convoy set off again.

Three hours later, in the middle of a hurry, Li surnamed Yan suddenly planted his mount and could not get up again. The team was in chaos for a while, and immediately a Yan pawn stepped forward to rescue, but found that his general's face was blue, his heartbeat and pulse were completely absent, and his body temperature quickly dissipated, and it became cold after a while.

Without warning, the man died violently...... Only Song Yang knew that General Yan was not dead. It's just a new cool and fake death.

Song Yangxia is the new Liang before the improvement of Imperial Doctor You, just like the miracle medicine in the right heart doll eighteen years ago, if no one rescues him, he will never be able to recover on his own, Yan Jiang is not dead now, he is still in his senses, he knows everything that is happening around him, but he can't say that he can't move, he can only 'watch' others treat him as a corpse and bury him in the tomb.

Death of thirst, starvation, or suffocation? Song Yang didn't know, and he didn't care, for Song Yang, as long as Yan Jiang knew that he was going to die, and then waited for himself to die, it was enough.

The tragedy of Imperial Doctor You made him recognize the great hatred at the same time, but he couldn't help but anger these Yan [***] horses, Song Yang never felt that he was a good person.

Along the way, Yan Guobing will take over the 'escort' of the Nanli Mission, Song Yang endured the urge to poison everyone all the time, and it was easy to hold back, but someone took the initiative to find death...... This follows Song Yang's wish.

Can't find out the 'cause of death', it can only be regarded as a hidden disease and violent death, the Nanli envoy's itinerary continued, and the night and night were hard to hurry, and the dust and servants were unbearable, and finally arrived at the capital of the Great Yan Emperor, Zou Cheng on the night before the Dragon Boat Festival and the fourth night of the fifth month. But what made Master Hu frown was that the original Dragon Boat Festival was postponed, and the explanation given by Yan Guo was extremely perfunctory: My Emperor Dragon's body was slightly sick, and the first product was postponed for two days.

It was changed from the fifth day of the fifth month of May to the seventh day of the fifth month, and the envoys of various countries were dissatisfied with it, waiting for two days was not a big deal, but this first-class fight was a state affair, how could it be changed like a child's joke, but Song Yang felt funny...... On the seventh day of the fifth month, it was his birth, the son of the demon star who came into the world, didn't the emperor of Yan Kingdom think it was too auspicious.

When the envoys of Nanli visited, Jingtai did not say anything, and did not even send a greeting, only the officials of the Ministry of Rites came to the post house, which was completely an official family affair to replace official documents.

The missions of the other three powerful countries all arrived early, and they did not pay any attention to the arrival of the Nanli people, and no visitors came to the door.

The post house was deserted, and there was no grand atmosphere of a country's envoy visiting, and the pomp and circumstance were probably worse than the caravans that stayed far away.

The most unangry one is of course Ayigo, Nanyi scolds and scolds in the native dialect, and the two fools are enthusiastic, patiently persuading from the side, but there are only six words: don't get angry, dissipate your anger...... Shi Xiaoxiao smiled from the side and said: "In the final analysis, Nanli is weak, and other families don't even bother to do hypocritical entertainment." ”

Song Yang's ointment worked, the appearance that was destroyed in the suburbs of Hongcheng has now been completely recovered, although the scar has not been completely eliminated, but it is gradually fading, and it will be completely disappeared in time, Shi Xiaoxiao's 'beauty' has recovered most of it, and the smile is very charming.

Aigo came up with a smile: "It's still your baby's persuasion, heart-warming." ”

Shi Xiaoxiao smiled: "What did I persuade you?" ”

Master Hu interjected: "It's okay to look down at the moment, just wait for the seventh day of the fifth month, and you Yan Palace will perform your skills to show the prestige of my Nanli country!" At that time, it will be unnoticed. As he spoke, the old man bowed and said, "The prestige of the country depends on all the wizards, and the old man will thank you first." ”

The ten wizards, not all of them as unscrupulous as Ayigo, got up and returned the salute, and said a few generous words on the way, and in the midst of the chaos, a small Nanli official came in and reported: "The Uighur envoy asks to see ......" Before the words were finished, there was a loud laugh outside the door, and the sound of footsteps was repeated, and a group of Uighur men strode in.

There were seven or eight people in the group, all of them were strong and healthy, and they were all brave men. In the Nanli Post House, there are also 300 Praetorian guards who have followed all the way from Phoenix City, they are responsible for protecting the safety of the mission and the strangers, and the leader of the Forbidden Army frowned to greet them, this group of Uighurs have no rules at all, and they still do not untie their scimitars when they enter the door.

However, Master Hu was very calm, waved his hand and shouted back to the guard general, nodded to the Uighur at the head, and was about to speak when his face suddenly appeared, and he couldn't help but sigh.

The Uighur leader was richly dressed and flickering with accessories, his curly yellow beard was bound by three small golden hoops, and the scabbard of the scimitar at his waist was lined with pearls and precious stones, which were dazzlingly tacky and even more dazzling. And his looks... Although he had changed his outfit and given him a new look, his facial features were clearly the Uighur slave he had met in the Red City more than a month ago.

Master Hu was a little confused for a while, if it was really a person, this matter would be too unbelievable. In the space where Prime Minister Zuo was stunned, the eyes of the Uighur leaders were also searching among the Nanli Qishi, and finally, he found Song Yang: "I was poisoned by Xiaoxiao, lost my mind in time, woke up, and got guidance, I like to hear that a young man in the Nanli mission is pickled and compassionate, abandon respect and humility and only trust virtue, help me in the bad city, and return me to freedom......" His tone was suspicious and jerky, and his words were crumpy, especially the terrible wording was awkward, there was no ancient rhyme, only nondescript, Song Yang did not wait for him to finish, and said with a smile: "It's me and I, and the one you said is me." ”

The Uighur looked overjoyed, took out a document from his arms, and showed it to Song Yang: "Shi Ru placed it in my arms, but is this evidence?" ”

Song Yang nodded, and before he could speak, the Uighurs laughed loudly: "Ru Zhihui..."

Song Yang was uncomfortable by his two hundred and five words, and shook his head with a wry smile: "I am only a shallow learner, and I don't understand your Excellency's rhetoric very well. ”

"You gave me this deed of sale, didn't you? Look carefully, let's not recognize the wrong person. The tone was still awkward, but the words were much more comfortable, and the Uighurs would still speak well.

Song Yang recognized the slave, so why did he still need to look at the deed of sale: "It's not wrong." ”

The Uighur laughed loudly and strode forward to pat Song Yang on the shoulder: "Whatever reward you want, just open your mouth to this king!" ”

Now it is clear that the other party's identity is noble, but when he calls himself 'this king', from Song Yang to Prime Minister Zuo, they are still stunned, Ayigo is straightforward and fast-talking, and he doesn't pay attention to the rules: "Is your brother still a prince?" ”

"What's the matter with my brother?" The Uighur leader frowned.

If the Uighurs and Ayigo were allowed to talk in Chinese, they would be able to talk beyond Middle-earth, and the second fool hurriedly took a step closer and kindly helped explain: "First talk about your brother, and then talk about you." ”

With a snort, Nan Rong, who had always been indifferent, smiled.

Prime Minister Zuo hurriedly coughed a few times, interrupted the conversation that was about to be chaotic, and politely saluted the Uighurs: "I don't know if the king is coming, and if I miss the welcome, don't be surprised if I neglect it." I pray for the old man's loneliness and ignorance, and dare to ask the king to be honored. ”

The Uighurs were accompanied by an interpreter who proudly said, "Under the Khan's tent, there are three hundred and forty-one kings who protect the Holy Fire...... and everyone was discouraged, I don't know if the Uighurs were overjoyed, or because the Uighurs and Chinese have different understandings of the word "king", and when they hear "three hundred and forty-one", this king is not worth much.

And the interpreter continued: "My master is a king with strength and wisdom, and he is the head of all kings! ”

Lord Hu actually knew a lot about the Uighur official titles, but the Uighur gods and the emperor were one, and almost all the officials under the Khan held two positions, one in the divine right and the other in the imperial system.

Fortunately, the interpreter talked about the priesthood and returned to the topic: "In addition to the strength and wisdom and being the king, the master of my family was blessed by the Khan and was named 'Samerrechno Keke Khan'." ”

The strange pronunciation of the Great String, which in the Uighur language means 'everything burned in the place where the fire passed', and the commander of the army and the lord of life and death. The old face of Lord Hu flashed with surprise, this Samer Khan he knew that he was not only a 'Khan', but also a prince, born with great strength and bravery, and the Uighur Khan was old, and he was one of the most powerful contenders for the throne.

Samer Khan disdained to publicize his identity in front of Prime Minister Nanli, and looked at Song Yang: "You don't need to be polite, whatever reward you want, this king agrees to everything." ”

The Uighurs took care of everything, and Song Yang responded in his heart, 'Dare not give me the deed of sale again', and the response in his mouth was not very polite: "Thank you first, I can't think about it for a while, and then I will ask for it when I think of it?" ”

There is no need for a reward. But if the other party is in a Uighur position, Song Yang really has something to ask him to help with, but he can't say anything about this occasion now.

In addition, the 'sweat' in front of him looks full of complexion, but Song Yang can see that he is still sick... At the beginning, this person suffered lung injuries and was infected with waterlogging plague, although the waterlogging epidemic healed without medicine in six hours, but there was still some damage to his body, and he needed careful recuperation to fully recover. Song Yang didn't mention this either.

Seeing a doctor here, if he gives half of the kindness to Nan Liguo, Song Yang has no interest in this, he only does 'personal favors'.

Samer Khan was not verbose, took off a gold bracelet from his wrist and threw it to Song Yang: "I live in the post house next door, and when I think of it, come to me at any time, and you can enter the door with this." After speaking, he nodded his head with Master Hu, finally said hello, turned around and led people away.

Although it had nothing to do with Samer Khan's reward, Lord Hu's heart couldn't help but be excited, the Uighurs were the allies that Nanli was trying to win over, and such an opportunity suddenly appeared, if it was grasped well, it would be a great merit.

But how to grasp it, the old man hasn't thought about it yet, fortunately, the baby surnamed Song is still smart, and he didn't ask for a reward at that time in exchange for this favor...... The post house was quiet again, after dinner, there was a strange man to ask Prime Minister Zuo for instructions, want to go out for a walk, the place of the dragon and the city of the middle earth, how can you not go around, Lord Hu smiled and agreed, just seriously entrusted, no one should cause trouble, otherwise the law of the country will be punished.

Song Yang didn't want to sit in the post house, he wanted to go all the way with Er Silly, Xiao Qi and others, but before he could go out of the door, Nan Rong leaned in and said lightly: "Come with me, he wants to see you." ”

When she went out, three times and two turns, Gu Zhaojun was still the same, he walked towards him with a smile, and he didn't have much politeness when he met, and said directly: "I heard about the matter of Hongcheng, I was afraid that you would be depressed, so I made a special trip to find you and take you to relax." ”

Lao Gu changed his appearance, from an old man to another old man, but his hands were still in his sleeves forever, and the Han people wore wide robes and big sleeves, this posture was very ordinary, and it would not arouse suspicion. Song Yang was curious: "Take me to relax?" How to relax? ”

"Men should be happy, of course! Speaking of a new land, if you don't go to the Qinglou, it's just a trip for nothing... Not to mention Zou Cheng! Lao Gu was elated, and he couldn't tell whether he was here to help Song Yang relieve his boredom, or if he wanted to go to the Qinglou himself......

(To be continued)