Brother Yelu Shange arched his hand to Song Wen with a complicated expression: "Since you dare to comment on Confucianism like this, my father can rest assured when he hears it, if he can say such a thing, there will be no place for you to stand above the Great Song Dynasty...... Hehe, let my guards escort you to the beach! It's a long way to go, so take care all the way...... Three months later, I was at the Nanking Daosheng Yunji Water Village, waiting for your first batch of gunpowder shells to arrive. ”

Song Wen nodded, turned over and said, "Don't worry, little marquis, Song is a businessman...... Fair trade is not bullied! Take care and say goodbye! ”

Mingyue, the little girl who came from the barracks, and two guards came out to greet Song Wen, and then everyone followed the Khitan cavalry all the way to the east.

Brother Jerushan thought for a long time and returned to the palace...... As soon as I entered the door, I saw my father's henchman butler waiting outside the gate.

"I've seen the ...... of the third son"

The old butler seemed to be a little embarrassed, and knelt down on one knee with gray hair...... Brother Yelu suddenly felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"Steward Lu...... What's wrong? ”

Steward Lu looked at Brother Yelushan, squinted his eyes and smiled: "The old slave has been following the prince for almost forty years, and the old slave can guess what the prince means without opening his mouth...... This time, the old slave was talkative and eventful, and openly mixed up the affairs between several princes, which made the prince unhappy......"

"Father wants ......"

Steward Lu shook his head and said with a smile: "The prince doesn't have to worry, it's okay...... In the past few years, the old slave has thought about many things in advance, and as long as the third son is cautious and cautious, he will not be disappointed! ”

"Where is Uncle Lu going?"

"The ancestor of the old slave is a person from Datong Mansion, but he has never gone back to worship his ancestors in this life...... So the old slave begged the prince to be kind and let the old slave go back to find out if the ancestral tomb was still there! This farewell, the old slave's wish is fulfilled, watching the son grow up and become a talent rising like the sun, the old slave is worthy of the princess's life-saving grace back then! The day when the son of the world will show his ambitions will not be far away......"

Brother Yelu sighed softly and gently grabbed the old butler's arm...... This old housekeeper was a sloppy scholar who was rescued by Brother Yelushan's mother on the road when she was young, and she never left the palace of the king of the Southern Courtyard after being taken as a house slave.

More than ten years ago, Steward Lu began to win the trust of Yeluqi, the king of the Southern Courtyard, and slowly began to take over the position of the head of the palace, and secretly helped Yelushan to maintain his status, and was Yelushange's right-hand man in fighting for the inheritance of the title of viscount.

"Uncle Lu...... Rest assured! Brother Jerushan won't let you down...... Take good care of your body, this Datong Mansion is waiting for me! ”

The old butler nodded and shook his head, sighed slightly, turned around and left slowly...... A lone carriage had been waiting around the corner of the palace for a long time.

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Five days later, the little girl who was like an arrow hit her horse and rushed up a white sandy slope...... Then he raised his little nose and took a deep breath of the air with a slight smell of sea!

"Brother Wen, I smell the sea!"

This is the junction of Song and Liao, and a little further north is the Shengyun Water Village of Liao, which has dozens of tattered wooden boats and hundreds of half-dead Liao sailors.

And the Great Song Dynasty is even more shameless, from this white sand slope to the south for more than 100 miles, except for some poor fishermen who fled to their homes, there is not even a decent military village and water village!

There are a few guards on the land, and there are some guards who have been assigned by Kuhaha, that is, the veritable thieves...... If you can eat a full stomach, you have to burn high incense, which one has the heart to patrol the border?

The smuggling of Liaodong Goryeo has gone to the Dengzhou area, and there are doors around several smuggling fields in Liaoguo, who will come to this ghost place where birds don't?

There is a small river here, called the Falling Water River. It flows zigzagged into the sea, but it couldn't go on a big ship at all.

One hundred Khitan cavalry changed their clothes in order not to be eye-catching, leaving fifty people to guard the camp, and another fifty people escorted Song Wen straight to the beach at the mouth of this small river.

In the distance, Song Wen saw a group of people and horses quietly lined up on the sandy beach, and there were several small boats parked in the bay. In the distance, a dozen or so large ships swayed on the sea.

When the little girl saw the shadow of the big boat, she immediately became excited...... "Big boat! It's everyone's sea dragon boat, it's my father's boat...... Hahaha...... Awesome, right? ”

Song Wen smiled: "How about three ships as a dowry?"

The little girl's face turned red...... "Phew! Shameless...... What a profiteer! The prince of Liao didn't misunderstand you......"

Twenty or thirty fast horses left the beach and went straight to Song Wen, it was An Chun and the two brothers Wukun Rail and Wuzhong Rail who had just returned by boat from the other side of the Bohai Sea!!

An Chun and the twenty Qingshan Battalion guards who came later put on all the Qingshan Camp robes and light armor weapons hidden along the way, each carrying a felt hat with red tassels fluttering on the top, and a short black cloak behind him waving in the wind, shining sabers...... A crossbow round shield next to the saddle, and ...... What's more, there is still a string of black gunpowder bullets hanging in the leather bag behind the saddle bridge!

The horror of gunpowder shells has been secretly spread among the army of Xijin Prefecture in Daliao...... The great prince won first and then lost, and it is said that it was all due to the strange firearms that the Song people concocted.

The centurion of the Khitan cavalry who led the team looked at the Qingshan Battalion cavalry who were dressed in some similarities with the Great Song Forbidden Army, and the opposite side could be called the old opponent of the Great Liao Khitan warriors...... But I have never heard of such an elite cavalry in the Great Song Dynasty! Could it be ...... Is it the Jingsai cavalry that was not divided and divided by the gate in the early years of the Great Song Dynasty? Hasn't that cavalry long since disappeared?

Song Wen nodded with satisfaction to An Chun, who was supporting the scene for himself, turned around and arched his hand to the Khitan centurion: "Send you all the way, thank you to the centurion in Hehuoli!" If I have the chance, I'll meet again for a drink. ”

The centurion bowed his hand and said, "Thank you Song Langjun for lifting up, I will leave...... Song Langjun take care! ”

"Take care of the centurion!"

He Huoli turned around and left with some curious, some resentful and some envious Khitan cavalry horses...... The two Wukun Rail brothers next to them were amazed and said enviously: "Song Langjun is really powerful, and he can also let the guards of this Khitan palace escort all the way...... Terrific! Brother Anchun's outfit, the Khitan people on the opposite side were about to explode with envy...... Hahahaha! ”

Song Wen arched his hand and asked, "Two, is the Great Protector Island Master in good health?"

Wukun Rail nodded: "Our leader is in good health, but I am a little worried these days......

The little girl was still messing with Uncle Wu Zhongliang, and when she heard this, she narrowed her eyes and asked, "Who dares to worry my father?" Let's catch up with them and scuttle their ship......"

Wu Zhongliang hurriedly squeezed his eyebrows and asked his young lady to be more reserved, and then said to Song Wen: "There is a group of Goryeo thieves who have also taken a fancy to Sanxian Island, saying that there are already tombs and thatched huts of their ancestors on it...... There are about 20 clippers, which came from the North Gyeongju side of Goryeo! During this time, the clipper in the hands of the big leader was busy transporting supplies and baggage, so he had no time to deal with them, but he had to sit on Sanxian Island to prevent them from sneaking attack...... That's why I didn't come to greet my aunt......"

"Ahem, cough, ahem......" Seeing that he was talking nonsense, the big ghost quickly coughed vigorously to interrupt him...... Then he said to Song Wen: "Song Langjun, don't worry! With all of us here, those Korean thieves can't make big waves! ”

Song Wen nodded: "Did you send someone to ask for help from the Dengzhou Navy Dazhai?" To deal with a gang of Goryeo thieves, the sailor should have no effort......"

The big ghost sighed: "The sailor can't look down on us when he comes...... Second, I heard that they are almost too poor to open the pot now! ”

Song Wen slapped his forehead...... Gao Yu, this old fool. Don't think there's enough money? Is it possible to deduct such a little military effort and food salary?