Became a feudal lord in the late Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 53: Manchuan dragon and tiger lift, still talking about military plans (Part )
  Liu Ling always thought that he had behaved domineering and radical enough, and then the veteran gangsters in front of him told him what true radicalism meant.

Being a Qiu Ba in this era is not a respectable and honorable job. The knives they hold in their hands are often not only pointed at enemy troops, but sometimes "one of their own". As long as it is in the interest.

When a commotion broke out in the military formation on the opposite side, one of Liu Ling's cavalry generals led a few cavalrymen around to check the situation. But soon, a small group of unfamiliar cavalry came to Liu Ling's military formation shouting, He was brought all the way to Liu Ling, and he reluctantly explained the matter clearly.

"Everyone, follow me with your swords. I will not kill anyone who surrenders!" Liu Ling put down his bow and drew out the saber from his waist. Behind him, there was the sound of a series of blades being unsheathed. Under the light of the fire, the blades were as bright as the dark night. A snow mountain suddenly appeared in the middle.

The sound of horse hooves rolled like thunder in an instant. Hu Jigan's men were all infantry, and they had to turn around to deal with Zhao Heshou's troops who were rushing over. This was equivalent to leaving his chrysanthemum to Liu Ling behind.

The cavalrymen thrust into it like a black spear, and blood immediately flew out.

It was Zhao Heshou's request that those who surrendered not be killed, but Hu Jiangun must die. Liu Ling led the cavalry and rushed around shouting, but he always maintained restraint, especially when he encountered the kind of people who reluctantly gathered to regroup. The infantrymen in the formation became particularly humble and enthusiastically signaled to Zhao Heshou's brothers to charge first and not to steal their heads.

"Brother Liu!"

There were shouts in the distance, and Zhao Heshou came on horseback, followed by several cavalrymen wearing fine iron armor, probably his own soldiers.

"Brother Zhao!"

The two people held hands tightly together. When Liu Ling led his army to flee Shimen Town, he didn't care about the life and death of Zhao Heshou and others. However, the latter also had a tacit understanding that there was no such problem. The two talked to each other and laughed happily from time to time. laughing out loud.

Not far behind, Chen Wen looked at them and couldn't help but ask: "Are all the people above like this?"

His father, Chen Liang, was originally a merchant in Rongcheng, and his family business was actually quite large. However, because Chen Wen had some minor health problems, Chen Wen was reluctant to let go of his son, so he didn't let him run the business much. However, he still had the ability to speak and do things on weekdays. Teach Chen Wen something.

But if there is any conflict of interest between merchants, everyone can continue to do business afterwards, and they can still greet each other cheerfully after meeting.

But these Qiu Ba can really kill people with a knife if they disagree.

Zhang Wu shook his head disapprovingly, feeling that Chen Wen was weak. He wiped the blood on the knife and said casually: "This is called having a brain. Of course, some people are not like this."

When Hu Jigan's body was found, it had been trampled to pieces by war horses. A cavalryman tied a rope around the waist of the body, and the horse dragged the body and galloped away. The surrounding cavalrymen who saw this scene cheered.

"Check the money and food in your team, and keep a portion to be sent to Yanjing. Send a confidant to supervise the transportation. As for you," Zhao Heshou nodded at Liu Ling, "The commander-in-chief said that there are some things that I need to discuss with you face to face. talk."

"Don't worry, you didn't make a mistake. The commander-in-chief probably wants to hear your opinion."

Seeing Liu Ling's face, Zhao Heshou probably misunderstood something and secretly laughed in his heart. He felt that Liu Ling was young after all, and he felt scared when he heard that Shangguan had something to do with him.

"Hold on tight. If it doesn't work, leave someone here to count. My soldiers can also be left with you to escort the money and food back, but you have to follow me to Yanjing as soon as possible."

"understood."

After Zhao Heshou rode away, Liu Ling immediately looked at Chen Wen.

"You stay here."

Without waiting for Chen Wen to answer, he quickly said: "Keep as much food and salt as possible. As for gold, silver, copper coins, and cloth, that's all. I picked out three extra carts of gold, silver, and jewelry. I want to give them away." Be sure to choose the right one."       "Here."

Chen Wen didn't want to refuse. He even felt a little ashamed of his performance in the previous and recent fights. Now Liu Ling gave him another errand, and Chen Wen was determined to do it well.

"Where were the things in the coffin before?"

Liu Ling looked at Zhang Wu again, feeling a little reluctant to part with it. Those things were definitely worth a lot of money.

Zhang Wu went to dig out the wooden box, opened it and saw that there was nothing missing inside, and handed it to Liu Ling. He took it with one hand, and when Zhao Heshou got impatient and rode over again, Liu Ling greeted him with a smile and handed out the wooden box pretending to be casual.

"Brother Zhao, there are a few jewelry items here. If you don't mind, I gave them to my sister-in-law. They are not valuable, so wear them for fun."

Zhao Heshou was startled for a moment, then declined and slowly took the wooden box. He opened it and took a look, and the impatient expression on his face suddenly turned into a smile.

"It seems that you made a lot of money this time, dear brother."

"Not only will more than half of the money and food be given to Duke Guo, but they will also be given to the soldiers after we return. How can I have much left? Even if I get some valuable items, why don't I have to go to Yanjing to collect them all? Fan?"

When Liu Ling said this, he pretended to be uneasy and asked: "Brother Zhao, you are a confidant of Mr. Guo. Can you tell me, my foolish brother, what did Mr. Guo mean when he called me over this time?"

"What's the point?"

Zhao Heshou looked at the contents in the wooden box, and it was not an important matter anyway, so he simply said it.

"It's not about Zhang Jue. This reckless man wants to seduce the Jin people. Now that the army is defeated, he has fled to Yanjing. Seeing that the end of the year is approaching, the Jin people's envoys come to ask for it again and again."

"What does the court mean?" Liu Ling had no expression on his face. Zhang Jue's matter was the decision of the Song Dynasty court from beginning to end. Liu Ling, a small local guard, could not benefit from this and had nothing to say. Quan, so he watched this happen silently without any intention of stopping it.

But that's fine. As long as Zhang Jue's affairs get into trouble, the court will always be worried and won't bother to bother Liu Ling.

Zhao Heshou looked around and lowered his voice, "Prefect Wang's intention is to give a head similar to Zhang Jue's to the Jinren."

"Isn't this a mental illness?"

"Where do you start talking about this?" Zhao Heshou was a little surprised and said: "Although Mr. Guo also thought it was reluctant, he also thought it was a good idea. The imperial court must have Zhang Jue. Now he takes him in. When the Jin people came to ask for it, they took him away. If you hand it over directly, wouldn’t it chill everyone’s hearts?”

He shook his head and sighed: "It seems that this court is not too brainless."

"Is this the only thing Mr. Guo wants to talk to me about?"

"There seems to be one more thing," Zhao Heshou shook his head, "It's just that he didn't even want to tell me. He just asked me to tell you that you must rush to him as soon as possible."

(End of this chapter)