Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

Jing Canjun, together with King Yan who was holding a hare, set up a stick of incense in front of General Yun Shao's door, but he couldn't wait for anyone to open the door.

"The major general has always been vigilant."

Jing Jian asked in a low voice, "But what medicine did you take before taking a rest?"

Xiao Shuo frowned: "No."

"drink?"

Jing Jian said: "The major general has a deep mind. You can drink a jar or two of ordinary wine without getting drunk, and you can drink a few bowls of burning knives. No more."

Xiao Shuo frowned even tighter, and shook his head.

Unknown, Jing Jian went in and looked towards the door: "Could it be that the Major General isn't in the room?"

It was only a few hours after Jing Jian came back from Fenshui Pass. Seeing the desolate and desolate scenery, the vast land and sparsely populated places all the way, he felt even more inexplicable: "But this kind of place, in the middle of the night, is there any place to go..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Shuo had already handed the hare in his arms into his arms.

Jing Jian was stunned for a moment, and hugged the awakened hare in his arms.

He was forced to raise rabbits for the eldest son and the young master in Duanwang Mansion. At this time, he subconsciously pinched the flesh of the back of the rabbit's neck, captured the rabbit that was about to break free and chased after him a few steps.

Xiao Shuo turned around abruptly, without further delay, he quickly walked down the wooden steps of the inn.

Hotel lobby.

The night was deep.

The dark sky covered it, as if it wanted to completely engulf this nameless inn half buried in the yellow sand.

The lobby was empty, the cold night flooded in like water, and a few bean-like oil lamps were lit on the table.

Yun Lang sat in the whistling wind in the quiet night and listened carefully for a while, only to realize that the wind sound was the trivial turbulent flow of blood flowing through the bound numb arm.

He paid attention to the food and drinks he ate and drank, as well as every item in the room, but he never noticed the most common sandalwood.

In the Western Regions, there is a gold-painted incense that looks like sandalwood, but it is difficult to distinguish it from the outside, and it is difficult to detect the breath after it is lit.Being able to unknowingly dissipate the internal force of a person is a common method used by scheming people in the martial arts world.

In the domestic army, most of the generals use outside skills, but most of them don't use them.

When Dao Scar came to deliver the hot rice wine, Yun Lang already sensed something was wrong.He managed to send people away to buy wine, and came down to try to find the antidote for this fragrance.

Before he could find it, he asked the people who had ambushed earlier to rush forward and tied it up firmly with a rope.

"Young General Yun."

In front of him sat the burly boss of the inn, and the old eunuch Yan sat in front of him with his riding whip in his arms, with a short beard and a thick sable fur specially worn by barbarians.

Yan Li sat under the lamp, staring at him with a pair of eagle eyes: "It's been five or six years since Shuofang left, I never thought that General Yun would condescend to come to my little tavern."

Yun Lang raised his head and smiled, "Master Yan's tavern is not small."

Yan Li looked at Yun Lang for a long time, then sneered, took the wine bowl on the table, and took two gulps.

"You know, I don't want to keep any inn or tavern at all."

The burning knives unique to the frontier scrape people's throats bitterly.Yan Li put down the wine bowl, the blood on his face was aroused by the strong wine, and it disappeared after a while: "What's more...it's a tavern opened with the money you gave."

Yan Li stared at Yun Lang: "Do you think that if you sell the war horse in exchange for money and help me secretly, I will remember your kindness?"

"Don't Master Yan remember?"

Yun Lang was curious: "I thought that the delicious and hot meal was repaying the favor."

Linquan Town is far away from the hinterland of the Central Plains, and almost half of it is buried in yellow sand.It is not difficult to have wild rice stems, but in this season, trying to find such fresh and tender wild rice stems will cost countless times the manpower and financial resources.

The young Yunlang went out with the army, refused to accept the soil and water in northern Xinjiang, and once fell ill on the road.I can't eat anything, even if I force it into my stomach, I will spit it out soon.

King Duan was very strict when he was leading the troops. He forbade General Yun to ride in the carriage alone.Since Yun Lang insisted on coming, even if he was tied to the horse with a rope, he would march with him.

Xiao Yunlang also refused to give in, holding on to his breath, followed the army to the camp, and fell silent on the thick yellow sand.

When he woke up again, there was a veil on his forehead, and someone fed him little by little warm honey water.

King Duan took off his armor and sat in the tent with a tigerish face. The jade pendant tied around his waist by the concubine himself was gone, and a plate of the freshest young bamboo shoots was placed beside the couch.

……

Yun Lang put his thoughts away, and didn't think about how he chewed down the plate of raw wild rice stems in order to live up to Uncle Duan's kindness.

He moved a little, changed to a more comfortable position, and leaned back: "I accept the feelings of the shopkeeper Yan Da for this dish."

Although Xiao Xiaowang is a nobleman of the heavenly family and a thousand venerables, he is actually very good at supporting himself, he can eat anything, even Yunlang's first burnt fish charcoal tastes good.

Xiao Shuo ordered this dish because he saw that Yun Lang often ate it, but he couldn't taste the actual tricks in it.

Only this item, in terms of actual cost, already exceeded the money they gave.

"Treasurer Ruoyan is not trying to repay favors."

Yun Lang leaned back, moved his bound hands a little, and slowly knocked on the beam behind him: "How much money does this dish really cost? Just set the price, I'm not short of money now..."

"one dish."

Yan Li mocked: "Before I send you on the road, I will give you a good meal."

The night wind circulated silently, shaking the carved window and wooden door, creaking softly.

Yun Lang leaned back again, and tapped on the beam with his fingers again.

……

Behind the secret door at the corner, Jing Jian was sweating on his brow, and said silently and urgently: "My lord!"

Xiao Shuo shook his head, signaling him to back off.

He walked down the road, halfway there, he realized that the lobby was quiet, so he deliberately spared the way, and wanted to take advantage of Yan Li's unpreparedness, and try to save Yunlang with Jing Jian.

But just now Yunlang's hint...was clearly telling him not to act rashly.

Xiao Shuo pondered, and once again hid in the shadow behind him.

Jing Jian hugged the rabbit, anxious in his heart, silently mouthing: "He and the major general have old grievances, I'm afraid—"

"No hurry." Xiao Shuo said, "Let's see again."

Jing Jian was still completely puzzled, he frowned and barely stood still.

Xiao Shuo lowered his eyes, recalling the dark spots that Yun Lang had tapped on the pillars behind him just now.

When the two were young, they were in Duanwang Mansion, where they studied and practiced martial arts, and where they caused troubles, they were naturally punished in the same place.

In order to collude confessions under Duan Wang's nose, Yun Lang racked his brains and compiled a set of very complicated ciphertext codes that could fill a book.

What Yun Lang just knocked was to tell him that there is no problem at the moment, there is no danger, and there is no need to worry.

Xiao Shuo stood there for a while, then slowly let go of the hand hanging by his side, he cleared his mind, and was still concentrating on the situation in the hall...

"I was born in the cloud and grew up in the cloud."

In the hall, Yan Li took a few more sips of wine, his face began to show alcohol, but his eyes were still very clear: "This is my city, the wolf cubs from the north are coveting, and they want to knock us down with their iron hooves. the city gate."

Yan Li's voice was a little hoarse: "I just want to defend this city, is it wrong?"

"It was never wrong." Yun Lang said, "One day, you will still be able to guard your city."

"when."

Yan Li sneered: "It depends on you to conquer Shuozhou and recover Yanmen Pass?"

Yan Li threw down the empty wine bowl and said with a disdainful smile: "Forget it, Shuozhou City is so easy to fight? I advise you to wake up too. If you can fight it down, you will take it back back then, not to mention -"

Yun Lang looked at him quietly for a while, and some understanding gradually appeared in his eyes: "What's more?"

"Why should I tell you?"

Yan Li said indifferently: "At the beginning I had nowhere to go, and if you refused to help me, I would naturally ruin your future."

Yun Lang said in a dumb voice, "Rely on Mixiang to make me unable to resist, tie me up in your tavern, and find a way to trap Xiao Xiaowang, so that we can't fight this battle?"

"Can't you?" Yan Lihan said, "You two just rely on this battle to turn around, if you can't fight—"

"If it doesn't work."

Yun Lang said slowly: "I won't fall into a trap that I don't know about right now, and I won't be caught in a dangerous place like Uncle Duan Wang was in the past, almost buried in the golden beach."

Yan Li was stunned, put down the wine jar he had just held, frowned and stared at Yun Lang.

"Prefect Yan counts every penny... If I save him once, he has to try to save me once, and once he has been tied up by me, he has to come and tie me up once."

Yun Lang smiled: "But Shuozhou City, I must fight."

Yan Li's expression sank, and he couldn't help saying: "You—"

"I didn't take down Shuozhou City back then, but when I came back from the clouds, I had to try to bypass Yanmen Pass."

Yun Lang said slowly: "I have seen the refugees who escaped from Shuozhou City, they refused to go far, where they were no longer driven by the Khitan people, they stuck in that place and did not leave, they were born in that place and died in that place place."

"There are still people who fled into the deep mountains, digging into the mountains to collect herbs, hunting and digging holes."

Yun Lang: "I wanted to take them away and move them to the Central Plains, but they refused. An old man taught me a poem... written by the champion of the previous dynasty, I still remember it."

"I heard that there was Yunzhong County in the past, but today there are no clouds and no sand."

Yun Lang looked at Yan Li, and said slowly: "You can find human beings among the sheep and horses, but you can't find people outside Yanmen Pass."

Yan Li's eyes turned red, he gritted his teeth, and his figure froze like a piece of burning iron.

"I must fight back this city. If I am alive, I will fight alive. If I die, I will give my old friend a dream and tell him to fight. If thousands of arrows pierce the heart and wrap the corpse in horse leather, so that the blood of the soldiers will be stained, and even the soul is not worthy of passing the Yumen Pass. Then Don’t leave, and stay at the head of Shuozhou City for life.”

Yun Lang looked at Yan Li and smiled at him: "So...you don't want to make me fight this battle instead of making such a fuss. Why don't you tell me what kind of trap is there and who dug the hole? , who set up an ambush."

Yun Lang said softly: "You are guarding the border town, and you keep a close eye on the movement of the border every day on the grounds of buying and selling goods. You should be better informed about these news than I am."

Yan Li almost condensed into the dark night, sat motionless for a long time, finally forced a smile, and said in a low voice: "General Yun's temper now... is very different from before."

He took a deep breath, exhaled, and looked at Yun Lang: "But I still want to tell you to go back. You don't deserve to die. Back then, Prince Duan was trapped in the golden sand beach, and you went in and out five times to save your life, but if you Trapped in Shuozhou's dead end, how can I find another person—"

"It's a coincidence."

Yun Lang turned around and said with a smile: "I happen to have a very brave pioneer."

Yan Li was taken aback for a moment, then looked over.

Xiao Shuo pushed open the secret door, walked over, and raised his hand towards the half-open window.

In the pitch-black night, there was a slight knocking sound of drawing the bow and withdrawing the arrow, and returning the knife into its sheath.

With a chill behind Yan Li's back, he realized that there was an ambush outside the window at some point, with cold sweat dripping out, he stood up and said hoarsely, "King Yan..."

Xiao Shuo nodded to him as a salute, walked towards Yunlang, and stretched out his hand towards Yunlang.

Yun Lang was happy, his arms that were tightly bound by the rope moved, and the two ends of the rope held in his palm were loosened, and he handed over the hanging hemp rope.

Yan Li stared at the broken rope in astonishment, looked at the two of them, opened his mouth, and couldn't speak anymore.

"You are kind, and I appreciate it."

Yun Lang smiled and said: "To be honest... Before I came to your tavern, I actually thought that you would tie me upside down and give me a hundred lashes with a horsewhip."

"Even if you didn't understand what you did at the beginning, even if you worked hard, you can always figure it out later."

Yan Li frowned: "Could it be that there are still people who can't be divided to such an extent?"

Jing Jian stabbed in the back, felt his face burn again, and bowed his head in shame.

"There are people in the world, and there are misunderstandings."

Yun Lang didn't intend to say more about this, he smiled and rubbed his two conscientiously bound arms: "Prefect Yan hasn't said why Shuozhou City is so difficult to fight."

"Shuozhou seems to be in the hands of Xixia people, but in fact it has changed hands a long time ago, and the inside is full of iron Buddhas."

After all, Yan Li couldn't hide it from him, so he let go of his breath, took another jar of burning knives, and slapped open the mud seal: "A group of people went to Beijing a few days ago... They didn't expect to be wary of me, I heard it secretly something."

Yan Li took a sip of wine, looked at Yun Lang, and couldn't help frowning: "You gave me money back then, and secretly tried to lure me to open an inn and tavern, was it just for this?"

"It's... there are other reasons."

Yun Lang rubbed his fingers together and roasted them by the candlelight: "To inquire about news, there is no better place than inns and taverns, no matter how careful you are, there will always be flaws."

Yan Li got angry for a while, and drank half a bowl of wine on his back: "In short... I don't know what happened in Beijing. I heard what they said about King Xiang, and they talked about Xixia."

"Did the Lord of Xixia go to the capital a while ago? This is also a deal between King Xiang and the Jinren. Now not only the city of Shuozhou, but also the land of Xixia itself is only an empty shell, filled with iron Buddhas." .”

Yan Li said: "It's just that they never expected that the Lord of Xixia died in your hands, and all follow-up plans were disrupted, so they came to Shuozhou to re-arrange."

Iron Buddha was originally a pagoda made of iron. Later, the iron cavalry of the Jinren called it this name. They were invincible and invincible. Together with the kidnapper horse, they defeated the most proud iron army of Xixia in three battles.

In the fighting on the grassland, every battle is a real fight, killing people and grinding out the sharpest fangs.

Yun Lang and Xiao Shuo looked at each other, and they had a general understanding in their hearts. They withdrew their hands and stuffed them into their sleeves: "Can you have more details?"

"Have."

Yan Lizhan got up: "I'll go back tonight and sort it out, and I'll bring it to you tomorrow morning. When you leave—"

"What do you mean when I leave?"

Yun Lang wondered: "Aren't you going? You don't want Yunzhong County anymore?"

Yan Li was stunned and stood still.

He stood there for a long time, until his face was flushed with alcohol, and the veins in his neck were stretched out. After an unknown amount of time, his burly body trembled slightly: "I have been charged with crimes in the past, and I can no longer join the army."

"This is the charter of the Privy Council."

Xiao Shuo said: "After this battle is over, the Ministry of War will be in charge of this matter."

Yan Li shuddered, his eyes soaked in wine suddenly burst into light.He almost couldn't stand still, his chest heaved several times, and he said again: "If you just walk away, my tavern—"

"Prefect Yan."

Yun Lang was embarrassed, smiled, and said politely: "Since you haven't repaid this favor, I gave you ten taels of silver back then..."

Yan Li: "..."

Xiao Shuo: "..."

Xiao Shuo took a deep breath, stopped General Yun who was red-eyed from haggling over the price, and said slowly: "If shopkeeper Yan is willing, Prince Yan's Mansion will send someone to hand over the price, and the price will be determined by your Excellency—"

Yan Li stood tongue-tied for a while, then suddenly burst out laughing and shook his head: "No need! Ten taels is ten taels!"

Xiao Shuo pressed his forehead and looked at the two empty wine jars: "Master Yan sobers up tomorrow, we can talk later."

"To tell you the truth, King Yan, I've been in a state of sleepiness and drunkenness for the past five years, and I've never been so refreshed."

Yan Li laughed and said, "Ten taels are enough! Ten taels will buy you armor, a skinny horse, get drunk, and go fight your mother's war!"

Yun Lang looked at him for a long time, smiled, took an empty wine bowl, and filled it with a burning knife: "I won't return to my homeland, I won't return to my home country."

Yan Li was full of peace of mind, and touched bowls with him: "I won't return to my homeland, I won't return to my home country!"

Xiao Shuo stood on one side, Yan Li held the wine jar and looked back and forth, laughed, and simply poured a bowl of wine to King Yan: "Do you want to drink, my lord?"

Xiao Shuo thanked him, took it, touched the bowl of wine with Yun Lang, and drank it slowly together.

"Young General...Young General Yun."

Yan Li has a very good capacity for drinking, and today he let go of drinking, but he couldn't hold back anymore, poured a bowl full of wine and respected Yun Lang: "This bowl is for you."

Yun Lang was dumbfounded: "What do you respect me for, ten taels of silver to blackmail the restaurant?"

Yan Li stood for a while, closed his eyes hard, and said in a hoarse voice: "I respect you for persevering through the crisis, I respect you for being the mainstay... I respect you for persevering to stand up for each of us when each of us was discouraged and cold. We do what we have to do."

Yan Li opened his eyes and stared at Yun Lang: "We were the ones who were sorry for you back then, we should protect you, each of us should protect you... We are sorry for you, I will pay you this bowl of wine!"

Jing Jian couldn't bear it any longer, he took a step forward, hesitant to speak.

Yan Li glanced at him without asking, just poured another bowl of wine and handed it to him.

The burning knife was extremely intense, Jing Jian took it and took a sip, his face flushed instantly.

He had a very limited capacity for alcohol, but he still wobbled and held on. He solemnly put the hare into the arms of Major General Yun, saluted Yun Lang deeply, and swallowed the wine one gulp at a time.

"Like a look!"

Yan Li was too drunk to stand up, smiled and patted Jing Jian on the back forcefully.

Jing Jian swallowed the last sip of wine, told him to pat him, and fell drunk on the ground without saying a word.

Yan Li struggled for a long time, but couldn't get up, so he collapsed drunk, yawned and fell asleep on the floor.

Xiao Shuo looked at the crowd of demons dancing in front of him and felt a headache. He asked people to come in and carry out the two drunks who were tangled up in a ball to take care of sobering up, and opened the windows to let the air out.

Yun Lang still stood there quietly, holding the black horse in his arms and chasing the rabbit all the way, helping His Royal Highness King Yan hide from a mudslide, and was brought all the way to the foot of Luliang Mountain, the rabbit, thoughtful.

Xiao Shuo walked over and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"Prefect Yan is drinking with me, it's a farewell party."

Yun Lang rubbed the rabbit's head: "Jing Canjun drinks with me, it's an apology."

Yun Lang looked at Xiao Xiao Wangye, and for some reason, his intuition became a little vigilant: "What are you doing with this bowl of wine?"

Xiao Shuo: "..."

Yun Lang hugged his wild rabbit tightly: "What are you doing?"

Xiao Shuo raised his eyes and looked at General Yun under the lamp.

Yun Lang has recovered a lot, and he is no longer unable to walk an inch without internal strength as before, and his body is no longer thin and broken as if broken.

If Yunlang really didn't want to be tied up just now, without weapons or his help, he could push Yan Li and his Yi Ying to ambush with his bare hands.

Yun Lang's appearance is much different from when he was young, his delicate eyebrows and eyes like New Year pictures have been opened, making the light reflect more elegant and handsome.His eyes were clear and clear, the moon was ice and snow, even though he had a fighting spirit, it was still not murderous.

It's more like a blood-stained long sword, which clangs out of its sheath, the sword's light shines, the water shines, and the sword sings clear and clear.

Both sharp and gorgeous.

……

Never forget.

Xiao Shuo closed his eyes and said softly, "Be courageous."

Yun Lang: "?"

Xiao Shuo stretched out his hand, picked up General Yun and the hare, wrapped them carefully in a cloak, and went upstairs.

The author has something to say: Poetry in this chapter: Tang Shi Jian, written on the cloud in the middle of the road, I love everyone!