The envoy breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and Nian Xiangliu couldn't help but bring a hint of pride: "The general really understands the righteousness, and our king doesn't want to fight, but because he doesn't want to waste time." ”

Nan Xuanye suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Oh, listen to what you mean, reconcile with me because you don't want to waste time fighting, not to lose." ”

"Of course not." The envoy seemed to feel that reconciliation was a sure thing, and began to be triumphant: "Our Beisheng soldiers are strong and have a lot of financial resources, you don't really think that we are afraid of you, right?" ”

Gao Bosong laughed: "It's really interesting. ”

The messenger was stunned for a moment, not understanding why he was laughing: "What is really interesting? ”

"You." Gao Bosong raised his finger and shook it: "It's not you, it's you Beisheng people, it's clear that you're going to lose, and you still tell us these useless words, what do you want to do?" Save face? ”

These words were yin and yang, sneering, and the envoy's face was extremely ugly, his lips moved, but he didn't know how to refute, he only felt panic on his face: "What you said is too much." ”

Nan Xuanye chuckled and said, "I think what Master Gao said is right, since you take the initiative to seek peace, why do you have to put on a high posture." ”

The envoy's face sank, he wanted to get angry and worried about Nan Xuanye's methods, slapped the table, and stood up suddenly: "What do you mean by this?" I came to you at the king's command to make peace, and you did this to me? ”

Nan Xuanye originally planned to reconcile, but it can be seen that his attitude suddenly lost interest, and he said with a smile: "We didn't bully you, don't make it look like we beat you and scold you." ”

The messenger gritted his teeth: "I am not a child. ”

"Since you are not sincere, there is no need to reconcile." Nan Xuanye said decisively and glanced at the deputy general next to him.

The lieutenant quietly retreated.

The envoy didn't notice it at all, and when he heard that he didn't reconcile, he immediately panicked, and he had to force his composure for the sake of face: "What do you mean? Didn't they all say yes just now? ”

Nan Xuanye smiled and said, "I regretted it." ”

The envoy was stunned for a long time, wanting to say something for fear of angering them, and then he realized that the two of them could not rub the sand in their eyes, and they were a little helpless when they stood there.

At this moment, the deputy general strode in: "Captain, the people of Beisheng are not honest and want to escape, but they were captured by us." ”

Nan Xuanye wrinkled his eyebrows slightly, stood up and walked outside, Gao Bosong followed closely behind, and when he passed by the messenger, he threw down a sentence: "Don't you go with your lord?" With that, he left.

The messenger was stunned, hesitated for a moment, and followed.

In the courtyard, a man was in rags, kneeling on the ground, his face was dirty, and he couldn't see his true face clearly, Nan Xuanye asked, "He wants to run away?" ”

The adjutant general said in a deep voice: "Yes." ”

Nan Xuanye glanced at the messenger casually, and saw that he was carefully examining the prisoner, as if trying to recognize who he was, and he said coldly: "Beat fifty military sticks, I will see if he can still run." ”

As soon as the words fell, someone dragged the prisoner down, but in a moment, muffled voices rang out one after another, and there were bursts of wailing.

With a howl, the messenger shuddered.

When the fifty sticks were finished, and thirty-five blows were blown, the wailing was gone, and the messenger's face turned white, and when he saw the executioner come out of the house, still holding the bloodstained stick in his hand, his legs went limp, and he fell to his knees with a thud.

"Poof." I don't know who laughed, but everyone couldn't help it, and they laughed, and the messenger's face turned red.

"This person is cowardly."

"Isn't it, where is the power just now?" The people in the army are all straight, but they don't care about his face, and they can say whatever they want.

The ministers did not dare to raise their heads.

Gao Bosong said with concern: "Are you okay?" ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to help him, but the messenger dodged him with a spirit, but his legs were so weak that he could not stand up at all, so he sat on the ground and moved back.

"What are you afraid of?" Gao Bosong withdrew his hand and touched his nose innocently: "It's not me who beats people, besides, I'm such a good person, I won't beat you, what are you hiding?" ”

The messenger looked frightened, gritted his teeth, and did not speak.

Nan Xuanye asked, "How are the people?" ”

"Back to the captain, after the fight, I've passed out, I don't know if I can wake up, do you want to ask the military doctor to come over?"

"Not necessarily." Nan Xuanye's face was pale.

This is to make the man wait for death.

When the messenger heard this, he became even more frightened, his face stiffened, and he struggled to pull out a smile: "Aren't you too cruel like this?" ”

Nan Xuanye raised his eyebrows: "Is there one?" ”

"Even if it's us Beisheng people." The envoy glanced at the bloody military stick, swallowed his saliva, and stumbled: "You, you can't treat you like this, right?" ”

Everyone burst out laughing, and the messenger's face turned red in the ridicule, and he didn't want to stumble, but the more he controlled it, the more he couldn't control it, as long as he opened his mouth, he would definitely stutter, and the fear in his heart couldn't be stopped.

"I—I don't want to, I want to ......"

Nan Xuanye shook his head and raised his hand to stop him: "Okay, don't say any more, you go back and tell King Beisheng that this reconciliation fails, and I will do my best to attack Beisheng until your king is captured alive by me." ”

The messenger trembled and did not speak, his face was pale, how could this be transmitted back, if the king heard it, his life would be gone: "No......" He was about to speak, but before he could finish speaking, he was held down by two soldiers.

Nan Xuanye said lightly: "Take it down." ”

When he tried to open his mouth again, he was already covered with his mouth, and he could only make a "whine" sound.

Gao Bosong shook his head and chuckled: "This person really steals chickens and rice, he is estimated to regret his death now, how can he know that if you just take a shelf, you will not reconcile." ”

Nan Xuanye pulled out a smile: "Send someone to pay close attention, this envoy should not have any good results after he returns." ”

"I know." Gao Bosong was also very curious, what would happen to this envoy after he went back, in the afternoon, there was news coming, he went to Nanxuan Ye with great interest, and said as soon as he entered the house: "This King of Beisheng is also a ruthless person." ”

"What's wrong?" Nan Xuanye was reading the book of soldiers, and asked without raising his head, looking at the lack of interest, he could roughly guess what was going on.

Gao Bosong felt that he was too boring, pouted, and lost the interest of selling Guanzi: "King Beisheng killed that messenger." ”

"Expected." Nam Hyun Ye is not surprised.

Gao Bosong sighed: "You guessed again, by the way, what did you ask me to copy the handwriting for that day?" ”

"You've got it?"

Gao Bosong took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it over: "I went back and practiced for a few more days, you can see if it works." ”

Nan Xuanye glanced at it, and then compared it with his own handwriting, it was really difficult to distinguish the real from the fake, and nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, it's very powerful." ”

"What the hell are you going to do?" Gao Bosong asked.

Nan Xuanye smiled mysteriously, folded the Gaomi letter he copied, called the deputy general, and asked him to send the letter to King Beisheng in the name of Nan Mingchang.

On the other side, Qin Miaomiao finally woke up after a few days of coma, Lin Anshui came in with the medicine, and when he saw that she was awake, the medicine bowl in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, and he didn't care about picking it up: "You finally woke up!" ”

Qin Miaomiao smiled weakly: "I'm worried about you." ”

"Doesn't that worry me!" Lin Anshui sat on the edge of the bed and sighed: "You don't know that I'm sad to death, you haven't woken up, and I'm beginning to wonder if it's wrong for me to use the knife for you." ”

Qin Miaomiao said softly: "I believe in you. ”

The big stone in Lin Anshui's heart finally put down, got up and walked out the door: "Let me tell Miss Nanda, you have been unconscious recently, and she is worried that it will be broken." ”

Qin Miaomiao looked at him and went out, feeling that her body was a little stiff, and as soon as she moved, she found that her lower body was burning and painful, and she didn't dare to move anymore, and after a while, Lin Anshui came back, followed by Nanlian, she walked quickly to the bed, looked at her carefully, and breathed a sigh of relief: "You're awake." ”

"Worries you."

Nan Lian waved her hand and sat sideways on the edge of the bed: "What are you talking about, I'm still guilty, I've been regretting that I didn't save you earlier in the past few days." ”

Qin Miaomiao pursed her lips and said, "I don't blame you." ”

"I knew you would say that." Nan Lian sighed and took the medicine bowl in Lin Anshui's hand: "I'll feed you." ”