Chapter 181: Zong Lu summons the old department, and the heir meets the official
The starry night was cold and windy, and the snow peaks were verdant, and Zong Lu led the carriage to march on the dry, cold and lonely plateau, and every few steps away, he would stop, poke up his sleeves and rub his hands.
The climate of this green ridge is too harsh, the temperature difference between day and night is too large, the day is as warm as spring, but the night is as cold as the middle of winter.
He looked back at the things on the car from time to time, and his heart couldn't help but tremble, he couldn't imagine that Li Siye was willing to pay such a big price, there were thirty horses of linen in the car, forty horses of fine brocade, two hundred pieces of treasure, and some gold and jade and porcelain.
For the relatively poor Tubo, this money was enough for him to live his life in peace and prosperity, provided that he avoided the exploitation of the Dongdai nobles.
The thought that all this money would be given to the fat and greedy Tomoto, his heart twitched, as if his beloved woman had been snatched away. And Li Siye's willingness to pay so much money also made him afraid. The Han people are unprofitable, and the greater the amount of money he invests now, the more ferocious the means of seeking rewards in the future, which is undoubtedly a political usury for him.
He looked back and saw the dotted torches in the wasteland behind him, like headless flies, and like scattered fireflies.
He waited in a panic but in disbelief, if there was no accident, this was Li Siye's second promise.
Zong Lu stopped his horse, turned to the back of the carriage, turned over and stepped onto the top of the cart, holding the scabbard in his hand and drawing a broad-bladed knife. If this is some bandits in the Green Ridge Wasteland, he will risk his life to save this life-saving wealth.
The fireflies seemed to have found their way, and gathered in a single group with torches, swarming towards the Xiduo River. They crossed the campfire in the distance, saw the ruts, and chased the ruts to the carriage.
Everyone held torches to surround the trestle cart in the center, and the blazing fire shone on Zong Lu's face, making him show a vigilant but abrupt look.
"Five hundred?"
Although Zong Lu was embarrassed at the moment, he was much stronger than they imagined, and his body was still wrapped around his body, holding a sheath in his left hand and a sword in his right hand.
"Is Five Hundred always waiting for us here?"
"That's right," Zong Lu said angrily, "I'm waiting for you, let's go back to Tanju Ridge together and go home together!" ”
"But, five hundred." The two veterans wiped their tears and snot and said: "We have suffered such a big defeat, how can Dongben Kagru forgive us, even if we go back, we will be sent to the glacier and snow mountains to shepherd sheep." ”
"You don't have to worry, what is stepping on my feet now is the property of the Hidden Treasure Department seized by Ben Qian, and a large cart full of them! As long as these seizures are handed over to Dongdai Dongben, I will also intercede for everyone in front of Dongben, and all of us will be exempted from punishment. Suck! ”
Zong Lu raised his sleeve and wiped his nose, and asked the people who still had a hesitant look on their faces, "Have any of you picked up a treasure knife?" ”
Everyone looked at each other, Zong Lu's heart was a little cold, it seemed that Li Siye's promise was broken.
"I picked it up!" One person raised the horizontal knife in his hand, pushed the crowd to the front of Zong Lu, and raised his hands and offered it: "This is what I picked up outside the sheepfold guarded by the Green Ridge, and the others only cared about running away, only I saw this ownerless knife." ”
Zong Lu took the horizontal knife, held it in his hand and pulled it out, and suddenly the silver light leaked out in the night, and then he closed his hands, feeling that this knife was ordinary, not like the saber commonly used by generals.
However, his interpretation is up to him, as long as he determines whose knife it is, then the knife is his.
"No, the owner of this knife is the lord of the Hidden Division, the general of Gayancong, but now it has been captured by us!"
The knife donor opened his mouth wide in shock, this was obviously a picked up knife, how could it become a seizure?
The others had already pushed him aside, and they would have shouted loudly: "That's right, this is the sword of the five hundred people who have captured the Lord of the Hidden Kingdom, and it is also a great achievement, and we don't have to worry about punishment when we go back, let alone exile!" ”
Zong Lu nodded with satisfaction, hung the knife in his right waist, personally stepped on the wheel to hold the whip, and raised his arms and shouted: "Everyone follow me, let's go back to Tanju Ridge!" ”
In the night at the foot of the Karakoram Mountains, there was such a group of ragged people on their way home. Zong Lu sat on the wheel and looked back, and the Yong supporters were lined up in a long line, and no one was left behind. They never imagined that they had become traitors to Tibet, and even themselves were the conditions of this rebellion.
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Two days later, the Green Ridge Guard ushered in a superior who had never set foot in it, the envoy of Shule Town, Fu Meng Lingcha, because Fu Meng was one of the Qiang horse surnames, he was often called Ma Lingcha in the Anxi army.
On this day, the weather was clear, cloudless, the snow-capped mountains in the distance, and the visibility was excellent, which was just suitable for welcoming the leaders to inspect.
Li Siye gathered more than 100 soldiers to guard the Green Ridge, and the two teams were lined up on both sides of the city gate, looking forward to the arrival of Ma Lingcha.
He has not seen this direct boss since he came to Anxi Congling to take office, but according to his known historical knowledge, if he does not count Gai Jiayun, the envoy of the Great Festival of the West of Anxi and Beiting, this Ma Lingcha will be the envoy of the Four Towns Festival in the future, and the capital of Anxi will be protected. Although the thighs are not too thick, they must be carried up as temporary steps.
Li Siye looked up and saw that between the two mountains in the distance, dozens of crimson trumpet flags appeared, and the flags were waving in the fierce west wind. A team of more than 100 horses stepped into the dust and slowly approached the side of the city.
"Here," Li Siye solemnly rearranged his pocket, looking to make himself look more energetic, but unfortunately there was no small mirror, so he could only make up his own appearance.
The first impression is very important in the eyes of Shangguan, a dignified person is always easy to get a high position, and a person with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks is afraid that he can only be a nine-grade official in this life.
Ma Lingcha led the horse team to the front of the city, Li Siye hurriedly dismounted with everyone, half-knelt on the ground and crossed his hands on his chest: "Humble duty to lead the green ridge to guard and capture one hundred and eighty-three horsemen to see the envoy of Ma Zhen!" ”
Ma Lingcha's face was full and slightly elongated, his face was red, and his long hair hung down to his chest, looking slightly like Guan Gong, but he did not have the spirit of Guan Gong. When he heard the number of people reported by Li Siye, he was slightly surprised and said, "Why are there so many people, more than the inherent establishment, right?" ”
Li Siye raised his head and replied truthfully: "There are many young talents in the Drinking Pantuo and Zhiyin Department, who are eager to join our Tang Army, and their subordinates see that they are good at archery, so they receive the account exceptionally. Although it was overnumbered, the lowly post was still reported to 163 people, and the salary of more than 20 of them was given out of his own pocket. ”
Maringza nodded approvingly, and after turning over and dismounting, he circled in front of the guards in front of the line-up with his beard in his hand, and from time to time patted one of the soldiers on the shoulder, or asked them to stretch out their palms to look.
"I've heard that many of the garrison cities on the border are eating empty salaries, and with only a few dozen soldiers, they dare to report more than 100 people to collect salaries. When a superior official came to inspect, he found a group of white dings to pretend to be soldiers. You are guarding the green ridge, there is no such situation, right? ”
Li Siye replied angrily: "The envoy of Yuma Town, there is no deception in guarding the city. ”
Ma Lingcha walked up to him, supported his arms with both hands to help him up, nodded approvingly, and said, "You are a dutiful guard, with new armor and soldiers. Being able to defeat a thousand-strong team of Tubo with more than 140 horsemen, winning more with less, and defeating the strong with the weak, can be regarded as an example for me to defend and capture the city in Anxi! ”
This Ma Lingcha was very stingy with verbal praise, at least in Li Siye's opinion, others did not praise himself, he could not help but boast, so he replied loudly: "What Ma Zhenenvoy said is not right, although less is more than more, but it is not weak to defeat strong. ”