After the two drank the tea, Liu Yang saw that the goal had been achieved, and it was inconvenient to stay longer, so he got up and left Wu Song's room. The vermilion lattice door closed gently, and the corners of Wu Song's mouth raised a long-lost sneer, he looked at the cup of tea that Liu Yang had drunk half, and the words of an instructor in the organization in his previous life sounded in his ears, other people's things, it is best not to touch them.

With the pleasure of revenge, Wu Song fell asleep. The next day, he was woken up by the chaotic sound in the inn, the sound of Liao soldiers stepping up and down the floor, and the screams coming from Liu Yang's room, were the best signal to get up, perhaps, he should go and see the cripple General Liu.

When I came to Liu Yang's room, Yelu Dashi and his daughter Yelu Baixue were there, and there were several doctors and generals on the side. When Wu Song turned his gaze to Liu Yang on the bed, although he had already prepared, he was still slightly startled, and then the pleasure of revenge surged in his heart.

In just one night, the Liu Yang in front of him already had a swollen face, blood stains in his nose, ears, and the corners of his mouth, the green tendons on his hands were exposed, and he was trembling slightly.

The doctor said intermittently, basically saying that he had been hit by an unknown poison, but the medicine was slow and not life-threatening for the time being.

Yelu Dashi knelt on the side of the bed, holding Liu Yang's words, saying some sensational words, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, this scene moved the generals behind him, they must be thinking in their hearts that General Dashi is still so righteous to a Han who surrendered, so it is needless to say to them.

Wu Song saw the hypocrisy in the corners of Yelu Dashi's eyes, as a monarch, without this means of tears, how can he achieve the goal of buying people's hearts, isn't there a guy surnamed Liu who cried out of the world during the Three Kingdoms.

Wu Song picked up Yelu Dashi and persuaded with a sad face, "Father-in-law, you don't have to be sad, General Liu Jiren has his own natural appearance, you still have to take care of your body, Beiliao still needs you to resist the Jin people, leave the matter here to me to deal with, how to say that Lord Liu also has the grace of knowing me." ”

Yelu Dashi left Liu Yang's room sadly under the persuasion of the generals, and Wu Song personally took care of Liu Yang, of course, including feeding medicine, he naturally would not forget to add one thing, Liu Yang's condition was naturally getting worse and worse, two days later, when everyone left Yangjia Town and was about to enter Taihang Mountain, Liu Yang bit his tongue and committed suicide. These two days can be said to be the two most painful days of his life, pain, pain, crispness, numbness, itching, when these five feelings are strong to the extreme, anyone will think of using death to be freed.

What is more terrible than death is that life is better than death, Liu Yang doesn't know, no matter how much gold, silver and jewelry, glory and wealth, in Wu Song's eyes, it is not as important as a finger of Wan Yanping.

A few days later, everyone trekked west along the Taihang Mountain, and finally came to the territory of Northern Liao, Jizhou, the first gateway of the sixteen states of Yanyun.

Along the way, Wu Song did two things. The first is to leave his eyes and ears in Yangjia Town, and he agreed with the people of Sword Villa that he will leave his own news in Yangjia Town. The second is to learn Liao language with Yelu Baixue, according to Wusong's language learning talent, he has basically mastered it in two days, the only thing that makes him a little depressed is that Yelu Baixue, this woman, as her name suggests, is very white, and at the same time very cold, he can't imagine that the barbarian girl who bit his lip that day will be the woman with a pretty face and frost in front of him.

Maybe women have two sides, Wu Song is concerned about Yan Ping, so he doesn't pay much attention to this future imperial concubine of Northern Liao.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

The city gate of Jizhou slowly opened, Wu Song, Lin Chong, Shi and Yelu Dashi walked on the street, Dashi's troops walked slowly, but the people on both sides automatically got out of the way, and there was no need for soldiers to catch up, from the eyes of these people, Wu Song only saw two words, respect, it was the respect for Yelu Dashi, just like the national hero Yelu Hugo who treated them more than a hundred years ago.

Walking on the street, in addition to the Liao people wearing Hufu, there are also Han people wearing Hanfu, and the Bohai people wearing Gaoli clothes are also interspersed, and the buildings on both sides of the street have also shown obvious traces of sinicization, high-rise domes, buildings and terraces, all of which are the extravagant style of the Han people, and there is no longer the simple simplicity of the tent style of the Khitan people. couldn't help but remind Wu Song of a sentence on the horse, ethnic minorities rule the Han people physically, and the Han people rule them ideologically.

The sixteen states of Yanyun ceded to the Khitan by Emperor Shi Jingjiao hundreds of years ago, and today, hundreds of years later, has become the last straw for the Khitan, I really don't know if it is a causal cycle or a naked irony.

Suddenly, Wu Song's thoughts were interrupted by a commotion in front of him, a group of people gathered together, and their fists and feet kept waving towards a few people in the circle, and there was a terrifying scream in the circle, and for a while, it blocked the way.

Several generals wanted to step forward to disperse these people, Yelu Dashi waved his hand, dismounted, and walked to the crowd in person, the commander dismounted, how dare those sergeants be on the horse, except for Yelu Baixue, everyone followed behind Dashi, and Wu Song was nothing more than that.

As I got closer and closer to the crowd, the noise in my ears became clear.

"Kill these golden people, abominable golden people."

"The shaman god protects my Da Liao and defeats the Jin people."

……

A partial general shouted, "General Yelu Dashi is here, you people are still kneeling." At this time, the field was quiet, and the noisy people all knelt down and shouted in unison, "Knock on Lord Linya Dashi (Yelu Dashi's honorific title among the Liao people)." At this time, the people in the circle were revealed, it turned out to be a few traders, it seemed that they should be from the Jin Kingdom, they were all hands and feet, hunched over, covered in blood, and it seemed that they would not live long.

"What's going on?" Yelu Dashi's voice was kind, but it was majestic.

A bold Liao man stepped forward, knelt down and said, "Lord Linya Dashi, it is not us who deliberately block the road, but these Jin people and traders blackmail my Daliao good people, I can't wait to be angry, and I think that the Jin people are so rampant, occupying the land of my Liao people for hundreds of years, robbing my wife and daughter, and killing my Da Liao warriors, so I gave them some lessons, inadvertently offended the adults, and asked the adults to forgive their sins." ”

Yelu Dashi's eyes were also angry, it was real anger, he personally helped the Liao man up, and said, "What is your sin, you are a qualified Daliao warrior, this is a reward for you." As he spoke, he took out a beast-shaped jade pendant and gave it to the Liao people.

Liao Ren looked shocked, he couldn't believe the jade pendant in his hand, he even forgot to thank him, and it took a while to react, "Lord Xie Linya Dashi." "This kind of jade pendant represents a kind of honor in the hearts of Liao people.

Yelu Dashi then took out his scimitar, handed it to a partial general beside him, and whispered a few words, and the partial general took the knife and walked to the side of several golden people.