Monument Yangmen

Chapter 385 Kidnapped?

A black bone was handed to Zamahe.

As if welcoming a sacred object, Zamahe raised his hands above his head, took the black bone, and muttered a series of incomprehensible languages, with an excited expression on his face.

He held it in his hand, groped it carefully, and reluctantly returned it to Xiang Cheng.

It can be seen that this black bone holds a very important position in Zamahe's heart.

After confirming their identities, Yang Qi and his party became the most distinguished guests of Zamahe's residence.

Old Zamahe led them to a large tent, and immediately someone served wine and meat.

Yang Qi's status is undoubtedly the most noble, so Yang Qi sits at the top, Zamahe sits on the left side of the bottom head, and Xiang Cheng sits on the right side.

The people in Zamahe's resident have a unique culture and unique customs.

There was some delicacy in their heroic etiquette, and Yang Qi personally felt what it means to feel at home.

After three rounds of wine, the five flavors of meat.

Yang Qi gave Xiang Cheng a wink, and Xiang Cheng explained the purpose of this trip.

"Elder Zamahe, we hope to get your help..."

Xiang Cheng was born in the army and spoke directly.

Holding a horn cup in his hand, old Zamahe smiled and said, "My friend, if you have any requirements, you can tell them. If you can do it, old Zamahe will definitely help you."

Xiang Cheng said solemnly: "We want to mobilize the Fan soldiers stationed in Zamahe."

When it came to mobilizing the Fanbing stationed in Zamahe, the old Zamahe obviously became unnatural.

Yang Qi saw that Zamahe's face was not right at a glance, so he asked, "Is there any difficulty?"

Old Zamahe looked depressed, and wanted to tell the truth, but he was afraid of offending Yang Qi and Xiang Cheng, and even more afraid of offending the Cao family, so he could only keep silent.

Yang Qi's heart was sad, but his face didn't change at all. He said with a smile: "If you have any difficulties, just tell me, don't worry! I won't make things difficult for you, and I believe the Cao family will not make things difficult for you either."

Old Zamahe seemed to have made up his mind, and said in a deep voice: "Dear guest, old Zamahe hereby expresses his apologies to you. There are some strong men in our tribe, but it is difficult for us to help you. "

Yang Qi and Xiang Cheng looked at each other, and they both saw puzzlement in each other's eyes.

Old Zamahe seemed to have figured out what the two of them were looking like, so he started asking questions before they asked.

"The Zamahe tribe has not received food from the court for three years. Even the weapons and horses of the Zamahe tribe are still from five years ago. Many weapons have rusted, and the horses are also old."

When the old Zamahe said this, he said sadly: "The strong men and mighty warriors in our tribe have already imitated the Han people and farmed together, and there is no bloody fighting in the past. Now our resident People, rather than Fanbing, we are more like ordinary people.”

Xiang Cheng said angrily: "My master will grant you enough weapons and food every year, are you lying to me?"

Old Zamahe was frightened, and lowered his head dejectedly and did not speak.

Yang Qi tugged towards the city, and whispered in his ear: "You have been with my father-in-law, so you don't know many things at the bottom. I saw it when I came in just now, and their residence really seems to be very I haven’t received food and payment for several years. But, as he said, there are no soldiers and horses, but I don’t believe it.”

Xiang Cheng glanced at Old Zamahe, and asked Yang Qi softly, "What did you see?"

Yang Qi waved his hand and said, "Don't talk for a while, leave it to me to deal with it."

Xiang Cheng nodded.

Yang Qi smiled and said: "Elder Zamahe, I want to know, that piece of black bone..."

Before Yang Qi finished speaking, he was interrupted by old Zamahe.

"No, no, distinguished guest, that is a sacred object. The sacred object of our tribe, the bone of the wolf god."

Yang Qi nodded and said: "The bone of the wolf god... It can be seen that it is very important to you."

Old Zamahe said firmly: "It is the life of everyone in our tribe, but you took it away."

Yang Qi stretched his waist, squinted his eyes, and said with a light smile, "I'll give you a chance to get it back."

"really?"

Old Zamahe stared wide-eyed with surprise on his face.

Yang Qi nodded sincerely.

After a brief surprise, old Zamahe put away his smile, and a wise light flashed in his old eyes.

"What do we need to pay?"

Yang Qi spread his hands and said bluntly: "All the fighters in your tribe."

"Oh?!"

Old Zamahe shook his head and said, "There are no more warriors in our tribe."

Yang Qi put away the smile on his face, and said coldly, "Zamahe, not everyone is stupid. I will give you one last chance. If you don't tell the truth, I can tell you Guaranteed, the bones of the wolf god will disappear in this world."

Old Zamahe suddenly stood up and roared: "You can't do this, you are blaspheming the gods, and the wolf god will punish you."

Yang Qi didn't care about the guilt of the wolf god.

If there is a wolf god, then he really wants to see it.

If Langshe exists, then Qilangshen also exists.

(In some places in Shanxi, there are still temples of Qilang God, in which Yang Qilang is enshrined. Of course, there are many legends about Qilang God. Some say it is an evil god, and some say it is a god of justice. In short, there are different opinions. It varies from person to person. As far as the author is concerned, he is more inclined to the side of justice. After all, in our land of China, the gods who can be enshrined with great fanfare are justice gods.)
Yang Qi didn't believe that he, a god himself, needed to be afraid of a little wolf god.

Yang Qi glanced at old Zamahe.

Old Zamahe felt like he had been seen through.

He knew that his play could not go on, so he could only close his eyes, and said with pain: "Zamahe is stationed, and there are two thousand warriors. They are the last strength of Zamahe. I can leave it to you, but you The bone of the wolf god must be handed over to us."

It was originally a dispatch of soldiers and horses, but in the end it turned into a transaction.

This also proves in disguise that the Cao family's power in the northwest is really weak.

Yang Qi was obviously disappointed when he heard that there were only 2000 troops in Zamahe's garrison.

Two thousand Zamahe soldiers, against the hundreds of thousands of regular Liao troops, may not even be enough to plug their teeth.

Adhering to the idea that no matter how small a lice is, it is still meat, Yang Qi agreed to Zamahe's deal.

Old Zamahe handed over two thousand Zamahe fighters to Xiang Cheng on the spot.

Xiangcheng also handed over the bone of the wolf god to old Zamahe according to the agreement.

When old Zamahe got the bone of the wolf god, he burst into tears.

Back then, in order to keep his clansmen alive, he humiliatedly dedicated the sacred objects of the clan to Cao Bin.

After many years, the holy object returned to his hands, how could he be unhappy.

At night, in Yang Qi's room, Xiang Cheng, Lao He, Lao Xiong and other Qubu talkers were all there.

Yang Qi said solemnly: "There are only 2000 troops stationed in Zamahe. It is undoubtedly a drop in the bucket to use these [-] people to rescue Yanmen Pass. Therefore, I must find a way to move other reinforcements."

Old He frowned and said, "Master Qi wants to go..."

"Fold home!"

Yang Qi never hides it in front of his own people, and directly speaks out his purpose.

Judging from the situation in the entire northwest, only two soldiers and horses can be dispatched to help Yanmen Pass.

One is Zhejia, and the other is the ministries of Dangxiang.

It's just that, although the party's ministries have taken refuge in Song Dynasty, they must have Zhao Guangyi's will to mobilize their troops, otherwise, they will ignore you.

Therefore, the only one Yang Qi could ask for help was Zhejia.

"Qi Ye, although the Zhe family's status in the Great Song Dynasty is special, they don't dare to take the risk of sending troops."

Old He analyzed: "Qi Ye, the nature of the Zhe family is different from that of the other families. Their soldiers and horses have no will, and when they leave the prefecture and reach Yanmen Pass, they will be labeled as rebels at any time."

Xiang Cheng nodded and said: "The Zhe family is a special existence in the Song Dynasty. Your Majesty has long disliked the Zhe family. He tried every means to capture the Zhe family's soldiers and horses, and wanted to bring Fuzhou under the jurisdiction of the officials of the Song Dynasty.

It's just that the old head of the Zhe family was very alert, so the court never caught the chance.

This time, if you go to ask the Zhe family to send troops, it is tantamount to asking the Zhe family to surrender their military power.Zhejia will definitely not agree. "

Yang Qi also knew some powerful relationships inside, but now, he has no way out.

Lao Yang was trapped in Yanmen Pass, which he did not expect.

If it is expected, he will directly transfer troops from the southern country, and let the soldiers and horses from the southern country be transported by sea.

Now, the distant water can't quench the near thirst.

"Whether it works or not, I have to go to Zhejia."

Yang Qi said these words firmly.

Yang Qi is the biggest here, so his persistence can basically be regarded as the final decision.

Early the next morning, Xiang Cheng, Lao Xiong and others took the Fan soldiers stationed in Zamahe to Lianglang Mountain, [-] miles away from Yanmen Pass.

Yang Qi took Lao He and a dozen of Qubu to Fuzhou on fast horses.

Fuzhou is two days away from Fenzhou.

The atmosphere in Fuzhou City is obviously different from other places in Song Dynasty.

All officials, large and small, in the prefecture are appointed by Zhejia.

Moreover, the management of the entire Fucheng is basically half of the state of military control.

Therefore, on the streets of Fuzhou, soldiers can be seen gathering in groups of three or four.

Yang Qi rode his horse on Fuzhou Street, experiencing everything in Fuzhou.

Fuzhou is very lively.

Moreover, Fuzhou feels somewhat similar to Yongzhou.

In addition to some Han people in Fuzhou City, there are also many nomadic people.

Moreover, it is obvious that these people are from different tribes.

They seem to get along very well.

When visiting Fuzhou City, I have to admire Zhejia.

Zhejia is obviously controlled by the military, but the whole Fuzhou is more like a trading city.

Zhejia took over the trade between Song Dynasty and Dangxiang, turning Fuzhou into an international trade center.

Yang Qi made some calculations along the way, based on the commercial tax in Fuzhou City.

The taxes received each year are enough to support one hundred thousand soldiers.

In other words, relying on the city of Fuzhou alone, the Zhe family can support all the troops of the Zhe family on the surface.

In addition to this main city, Fuzhou also has seven counties.

"This is probably the benefit of being the emperor of the land, listening to the tune and not listening to the announcement,"

Compared with other generals in the Song Dynasty, Zhejia became rich much faster than other generals.

This is also the reason why Cao Bin, the number one military figure in the privy envoy, wanted to join Yang Qi as the local emperor in the founding of Jiaozhi.

Compared with the prosperity of Fuzhou City, Zhefu in the city looks simple and plain.

Yang Qi jumped off the horse, handed the reins to Lao He, and walked to the gate of Zhefu.

The soldiers guarding the gate of Zhefu blocked them from the gate.

"My lord, Yang Yansi, please see the old general of your residence."

The soldier guarding the gate squinted, looked Yang Qi up and down, raised his head and said, "Isn't he from the Northwest?"

Yang Qi nodded sincerely: "No!"

The soldier guarding the gate smiled and said: "It's no wonder. In the northwest, no one knows that the Zhefu in Fuzhou City is only for the imperial court. Our master and our young master have been living here for a long time. On Zhuangzi outside the city.

That's where the real homeowners are. "

Yang Qi cupped his fists in shame and said, "I've been taught!"

Yang Qi left Zhefu and retreated to the main road.

Old He came up to meet him and asked, "Master Qi, where are we going next?"

Yang Qidao: "Go to Zhejia Zhuangzi outside the city."

The two of them got on their horses and ran all the way to Zhejia's Zhuangzi.

galloping fast...

"Bang~"

I don't know if God is going to have trouble with Yang Qi.

When they were riding their horses to leave the Dongchengmen, a carriage rushed out and directly knocked down a horse from the Qu Department of the Yang Mansion.

Fortunately, both parties are fine.

However, the people sitting in the carriage didn't seem to reconcile with them at all.

It seemed that it was planned in advance, when Lao He had a quarrel with others.In an instant, hundreds of men wearing machetes and party costumes poured out from the surrounding streets.

"Don't move, come with us!"

From the beginning to the end, the party members only shouted this sentence, and there was nothing else.

"court death!"

Lao He and the others were about to draw their swords to resist, but Yang Qi stopped them.

Then, Yang Qi and his party, like quails, were escorted by the party members and left Fuzhou City.

Outside Fuzhou City, there is a hidden manor.

Yang Qi and others were brought in.

All were taken into a luxurious house.

The room was luxuriously decorated, but there was no one there.

After the party members led them in, they also withdrew.

In the luxurious big house of the manor, Lao He looked around blankly, "Qiye, what do you mean by these party members, why did you bring us here?"

Yang Qi calmly walked to a couch unique to Dangxiang people, and sat cross-legged on the floor.

"Sit down, too. The owner of this room, if you invite us to come over as guests, we don't have to be too polite."

The Kobu sat down cross-legged.

Lao He asked again, "Qi Ye, what's going on."

Yang Qiman said incoherently: "If I'm not wrong, it should be an acquaintance who invited us to be a guest."

"acquaintance?"

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