Chapter 137: You're still young and ignorant

"Kill me!" The tall building closes its eyes.

Since he couldn't save Gao Lan, he didn't want to go against Tang Kuo's family, so it was better to be a hundred.

Zhao Huan shook his head.

"What a fool! Tang Kuo won't let Gao Lan out, so I will exchange you for it, not killing two birds with one stone. ”

Gao Lou was stunned for a moment.

Take him to exchange for Gao Lan...

That sounds reasonable.

He is the henchman of Empress Dajin and the leader of the Dajin harem, the eunuch!

If you can really replace Gao Lan...

The corners of Gao Lou's mouth were a little bitter.

With his knowledge of Empress Dajin, this kind of thing could not have happened.

The Golden Queen wants Dali to ride, even if it's just five thousand Dali without horses.

Therefore, she will definitely not let go of Gao Lan!

"Can't change it!" High-rise road.

Zhao Huan glanced at him, "It's still a master!" How do you know if you haven't tried? If you don't have enough, I'll give her more money! How about giving her another thousand horses? ”

The tall building was speechless.

He had seen Zhao Huan's negotiation methods.

If the price is really increased, counting his high-rise building, it is possible for Queen Dajin to agree.

Dali rode in the hands of Emperor Song, who was Emperor Song, and what went into his pocket was not so easy to take out.

Even he understands the truth, it is impossible for Queen Dajin not to understand.

"Tie it up." Gao Lou raised his hands.

Yu Wu was unceremonious, picked up the whip, and tied the tall building firmly...

An hour later, everyone went down the Qianzhang Cliff and went to Mount Tai in a mighty way.

Originally, Zhang Xianniugao was worried that there would be no one to carry food and supplies.

When Zhao Huan said how to go to Mount Tai to dig silver, the thieves scrambled one by one.

Twenty taels of silver, three thousand chances!

Who doesn't fight! Who doesn't grab!

Even Dali rode on the side, and they all carried food.

Only the people of Yipintang have the identity of self-respecting masters.

In the carriage, there were three teenagers beside Zhao Huan.

Yang Huaiyu kept drinking hot water, saying that it was the sequelae after taking the medicine, and he would chill all over.

Yang Zaixing stood in front of Zhao Huan.

Another teenager, dressed in a gray cloth shirt, sat cross-legged and bowed his head in silence.

"You're Kiyomori Taira." Zhao Huan said.

After tying up Gao Lou, Gao Lou emphasized the name of the young man and asked him to treat the young man well.

Ping Qingsheng bent down and said politely, "Hi! ”

Yang Zaixing explained, "This is what it means. ”

Zhao Huan patted him on the shoulder.

What does hi mean, of course I know.

"That samurai outside, killed?" Zhao Huan said with a smile.

It's been a long time since I've heard another word.

"Ya Butterfly!" Ping Qingsheng's face was extremely frightened.

The man was very good to him, but more importantly, he didn't know how to get home without him.

"What do you mean?" Yang Zaixing looked at Yang Huaiyu.

These three words, he heard for the first time.

"Stupid! He can understand Song language, why do you call him to talk nonsense! ”

Yang Zaixing, who had been hit in the head, crooked his mouth and said, "

Stop screaming ghosts! ”

Ping Qingsheng said "hi" and corrected, "Yes." ”

Zhao Huan put away his smile and stopped joking.

"Why do you want to arrest women and children?"

Taira Kiyomori closed his mouth and lowered his head.

He was born into a noble family, and his status was even more noble.

The current emperor is Emperor Shirakawa, who is the illegitimate son of the Emperor.

But this dignity brought him endless humiliation, because it was the Fujiwara family who really ruled the country.

To take out the Fujiwara family, with a saber at his waist and the spirit of a samurai, this is the idea that he has been instilled since he became literate.

The spirit of the samurai did not allow him to tell others what the emperor was going to do, even if it was death.

"Actually, you don't know it even if you don't say it." Zhao Huan took out a letter, which was a peace letter written by Li Gang, which contained the situation in Dongying.

The Fujiwara family is powerful, and the emperor is in decline.

Just these few words made Ping Qingsheng's hands tremble slightly, and there was a swallowing sound in his throat.

He wanted to swallow the Fujiwara family's animals, not for a day or two!

His status as an illegitimate child, as long as he leaves the house, he will be ridiculed, all thanks to the Fujiwara family!

"I can help you become the true master of Dongying, and I have already sent someone to Dongying." Zhao Huan picked up a bowl of rice and pushed it to Yang Zaixing's side.

Yang Jin hadn't delivered food to the dungeon yet, and Ping Qingsheng was hungry.

Ping Qingsheng looked at his hands and shook his head stubbornly at the rice handed over by Yang Zaixing.

From childhood to adulthood, he only used his own hands no matter what he fought for.

Zhao Huan leaned on the back of the carriage with his hands behind his head.

The book is stubborn by nature, and it is indeed a problem to make them surrender.

The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression has not been achieved several times for so many years.

It's more about seppuku.

A teenager's book, I must be able to get it!

"Since you don't want to cooperate with me, then I can only cooperate with the Fujiwara family and clean up the emperor." Zhao Huan muttered to himself.

A trace of anger flashed on Ping Qingsheng's face, and he suddenly smashed the bowl with a punch, picking up a piece of shard and about to rush towards Zhao Huan.

A wooden stick swept heavily around his neck, sweeping Ping Qingsheng down in the carriage and retching.

Looking at Ping Qingsheng, who was full of green muscles, Zhao Huan stretched out a finger, "For me, all I want is an obedient Dongying person, if you are disobedient, the emperor's people will die, if you are obedient, everyone in the Fujiwara family will die, and I will count to three." ”

"One!"

"Two!"

Ping Qingsheng gasped, his neck against Yang Zaixing's wooden gun.

"I'm going to ask General Anan." Taira Kiyomori finally let go of the pride in his heart.

There were a lot of Song soldiers, and he saw them all when he went down the mountain, and he didn't want to make enemies for the emperor, and he didn't want to die.

General Dongying, who was hurrying with his hands tied, muttered a lot after listening to Taira Kiyomori's words.

Ping Kiyomori non-stop hi!

To live, for the sake of His Majesty the Emperor!

These are the words that General Anan has repeatedly emphasized!

"The emperor needs soldiers, and he needs money!" After Ping Qingsheng got into the car, he replied respectfully.

"The Fujiwara family controls the samurai of the whole country, and the emperor can only use the monastery to raise samurai, and our young people are not enough, so we came to Song Mai."

As for women, a woman of the Great Song Dynasty could sell ten times the price when she arrived in Dongying, and she was a tool for the emperor to collect money.

Zhao Huan narrowed his eyes, and the killing intent in his heart grew stronger.

If someone else offends me in the Great Song Dynasty, it will be forgotten if you fight back.

The book doesn't work!

The book must be severely punished!

"I have one thing that can greatly increase the combat effectiveness of the emperor's samurai, and it can also make the emperor earn enough money."

There was one thing he didn't say.

I want the book to be completely destroyed!

Those who have lost their country will have their faith cut off.

Those who die, destroy their culture.

And what I want to do is to completely perish, to destroy their descendants!

Ping Qingsheng raised his head, his face full of disbelief.

In the dungeon, General Anan told him that the Song people were poor, and the Song soldiers had no combat effectiveness.

If there is such a thing, why don't the Song people use it?

Zhao Huan smiled.

"You're still young and ignorant, you'll know later."