Chasing King

Long Shi Liang Guang took a heavy responsibility and set out the next day. He took only one attendant and two escorts to drive a boat down the river to Kuizhou.

Liang Guang, who was born in liangbang Jinshi, also worked in the Imperial Academy, and is a good friend of Zhao Fuyi. Now he is practicing in various fields. He is a future associate degree. He is a careful and steady man, and is a perfect candidate for an envoy. All the soldiers hope that he can bring back good news.

The next day and the next, Liang Guang's news soon came back, but it shocked the whole army.

Bao Yunyong killed Liang Guang's servants and guards and imprisoned him.

Since ancient times, it has been a common rule for military strategists not to kill envoys when the two armies are at war. Usually, envoys of the enemy are good hosts. Killing envoys may not only ruin the event, but also make the generals unwilling to be rude in history books. Of course, there are two reasons for doing the opposite. One is that the generals act rashly and impulsively, and the other is that after careful consideration, they make a killing move in order to plan for the future.

Zhao Fuyi was furious and scolded Bao Yunyong for being a mean barefoot farmer. But when he calmed down, he not only doubted that Bao Yunyong had seen through their tricks?

It is true that from the moment Liang Guang stepped into Kuizhou City, whether Bao Yunyong was willing to be appeased or not, he would have a quarrel with the king of Liang. As a prince, King Liang was determined not to look up to such pariah as Bao Yunyong, not to mention a pariah who took the lead in revolt. Bao Yunyong and the thousands of ant people who revolted with him had hated the royal family. The only reason for the alliance between the two sides was that they had a common enemy. This alliance was fragile in essence, and Zhao Fuyi also looked at this point, so he wanted to get down from here Hands.

Unexpectedly, Bao Yunyong was smarter than they thought. Killing a prisoner like this not only reassured the king of Liang, but also prevented Liang Guangce from fighting against Kuizhou.

He was a poor peasant of eight generations. He didn't know the big characters, but he was able to make such a big show in a very short time. It seems that he really has some skills.

The news of Liang Guang's imprisonment gives Zhao's army a big threat, and makes Zhao Fuyi face down. If he can't get back to one city as soon as possible, he may shake the morale of the army.

Zhao Fuyi hands into a fist, against the case: "the public will think that this matter how to deal with ah?"

A general said angrily: "if you don't pay attention to our army, I think you should beat his mother."

"Bao Yunyong had a smooth journey, defeated the Shu army, and occupied Kuizhou. At this time, the momentum became more and more fierce, and he finally thought that he should avoid the edge now."

"If you go to appease him personally, you're already avoiding him? Who would have thought that the traitor was ignorant and dared to imprison Mr. Liang. If he continued to endure like this, it would seem that our army was too weak. I'm afraid that more people would go to Bao Yunyong. "

"In a word, it's not suitable to fight now. Don't be impulsive..."

The generals divided into two groups and argued.

Feng Ye sat aside and said nothing. Yan Sikong only lowered his head to write, but he didn't say a word.

Zhao Fuyi hit a case, the account was quiet, he looked at Fengye: "Fengye, what do you mean?"

Feng Ye got up and clasped his fist: "the final general thought that Bao Yunyong was testing us if he didn't kill Mr. Liang."

Zhao Fuyi nodded: "yes, Bao Yunyong is not sure whether we really want to appease him again. If we do, we will fall short."

"That's right, so does Mo Jiang." Sun Feng, Zhao Fuyi's confidant, said, "we should send more envoys to paralyze Bao Yunyong."

This time, Feng Ye frowned.

When Zhang neidun talked about it again, someone quickly retorted: "we've done it twice, and we've done it for the third time?"

Sun Feng said with a sneer, "if the dog is too full, he will forget to watch the house."

Fengye said: "what general Sun said is a plan, but it will greatly damage the dignity of our army."

"Don't you also say that the traitor is testing us? In that case, we should do everything we can... "

Several sides argued again and again.

In the accounts of the Chinese army, more than a dozen generals arrived at sunset, but they did not reach a consensus. Zhao Fuyi let them go and decided to think about it for one night.

Yan Sikong has dinner in Fengye account. They talk about today's military situation.

Feng Ye said: "this Bao Yunyong is not as brave as we imagined. He is very clever in this move. Now we are passive."

"Yes, I'm afraid there are some experts around him. This move takes advance as retreat, which not only stabilizes the king of Liang, but also puts us in a dilemma." Yan Sikong shook his head, "it's a bad start."

Feng Ye gave him a piece of meat and said with a smile, "you usually talk to me in a good way. Why don't you say a word today?"

"I have a small document, where can I speak?" Yan Sikong knew that it was not the time for him to perform. He was no longer the young man who dared to argue with the general with his blood. He said, "how do you guess General Zhao would choose to seal the field?"

Feng Ye shook his head: "it's hard to say, but he can't send any more messengers to give gifts. Otherwise, where is my great Sheng's military power? It will make me laugh."Yan Sikong said with a smile: "as long as we can win this battle in the end, why are we afraid of these? I believe your majesty will understand general Zhao's hard work. "

"No, it's going to hurt morale."

Yan Sikong poured a glass of wine and handed it to Feng Ye. He said casually: "you are a man who values face more than anything."

Feng Ye took the glass and drank it down: "what I value is not only face, but the morale of the army."

Yan Sikong knew that it was hard for him to persuade Feng Ye at the moment. They had a lot of discord in the idea of leading the army. It was hard to say right or wrong. He turned to say, "in fact, in my opinion, the most important thing now is to liberate Mr. Liang."

"Oh?" Feng Ye said, "tell me about it."

"Mr. Liang is in Bao Yunyong's hands. Although his life is safe for the time being, it is a great hidden danger to our army. If he sends troops in the future, Bao Yunyong will threaten Mr. Liang. If he advances, he will be merciless, and if he withdraws, he will be unreasonable. General Zhao will have to worry more about how to fight this battle."

"That's true. What's your plan?"

Yan Si said in a deep voice, "I haven't come up with a perfect solution yet. In a word, it's better for Mr. Liang to come back safely or die in Bao Yunyong's hands than to restrain our army like this."

Feng Ye nodded: "it's the most troublesome for him to live and die like this."

Yan Sikong took a look at Feng Ye's bowl, and the rice just went down a few mouthfuls. He urged: "eat the rice quickly. I think you've obviously lost some weight these days."

Feng Ye took Yan Sikong's hand and rubbed it on his cheek: "it doesn't matter. When I want to eat, I can eat a cow."

Yan Sikong couldn't help laughing.

Feng Ye followed with a smile, but suddenly stopped. He opened Yan Sikong's palm and looked at it carefully.

A few scars can be seen on the belly and palm of the finger. In the past ten years, it has been basically flat, but you can still feel it when you touch it carefully.

Yan Sikong said softly, "do you remember these scars?" His heart contracted, and his breathing was mixed with some slight pain, because he thought of a person, his yu'er.

"How can you not remember that I knocked over the brazier that day, and you grabbed it with your hands." Feng Ye said with a chuckle, "you are so stupid sometimes."

Yan Sikong's lips twitched slightly and forced a smile. Yes, yu'er is always being silly. From childhood to the last moment of their separation, she is always being silly. Without him, how could she be today.

"Spare time, what's the matter with you?" Feng Ye touched Yan Sikong's face and was shocked by the sadness in his eyes. He said to himself, "shouldn't I tell you about my childhood?"

Yan Sikong said with a light smile: "it's OK. There were many good things when I was a child, such as You. "

Feng Ye pressed Yan Sikong into his arms: "me too. Meeting you is the best thing in my life."

Yan Sikong pillows his head on Feng Ye's shoulder, but raises his palm behind him and stares at the scalded scar in his palm.

He didn't give yuannanyu a memorial tablet because he didn't see yuannanyu die with his own eyes. There is still a faint expectation in his heart. Is there any trace in this world of the man who is close to yuannanyu even though he has no blood?

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although Feng Ye strongly opposes sending envoys to recruit again, Yan Sikong listens to another suggestion. The next day, he goes to Zhao Fuyi and proposes to find a way to rescue Mr. Liang first.

Zhao Fuyi has chosen the most secure strategy at present, that is, to stay still. In private, the spies he sent into Kuizhou city have been connected with Kuizhou's old headquarters. He believes that Bao Yunyong is also troubled with sleep and food at this time. Liang Guang holds it in his hand. It's not only a good chess, but also a hot potato. It all depends on how he uses it.

On the third day of Liang Guang's imprisonment, Zhao Fu Yi called Yan Sikong and another document Xu Yan into the account and told them to draw up a letter and send it to Bao Yunyong, ordering him to return to Liang Guang safely.

This letter seems to be superfluous, but it is of great significance. First of all, we should show the style of our army and save some face. Second, we should denounce Bao Yunyong. People all over the world know who is reasonable and who is reckless. Finally, this is a trial and a step. If Bao Yunyong is sent back to Liang Guang, there is still room for him to turn around When they come down this stage, they have to find another strategy.

As soon as Xu Yan was about to take orders, Yan Sikong reached into his sleeve and held a thin letter between his hands respectfully: "general, this letter has already been drawn up."