Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 234 Messenger

"He brought them here, just outside!" He Bayong walked to Wang Wenzuo's side and whispered in his ear.

"Bring it in!" Wang Wenzuo said, he pulled out his saber and put it across his knees, as if he wanted to intimidate someone.

"Come in!" He Bayong walked in, grabbed the man's arm and forced him to kneel down: "You Japanese slave, why don't you kneel down?"

Where did the Japanese messenger come from?Dinghui immediately recognized that the kneeling on the ground was a real Japanese warrior, with a stocky figure, a thin face, and tattoos representing the family on his cheeks, probably because he suddenly saw the light, his eyes blinked and tears filled his eyes, It looks a little funny.

"It's Monobe's tattoo!" With the help of the light, Dinghui finally recognized the identity of the person who came. He hesitated for a while, and finally decided not to say it for the time being, and play it by ear.

"Chan Master Dinghui!" Wang Wenzuo said: "This is a Japanese envoy, please translate for me, first ask his origin!"

"Obey!" Dinghui bowed to Wang Wenzuo, stepped forward and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you? What is your purpose here?"

The envoy looked at Dinghui in surprise and suspicion: "You monk, how can you speak the language of our country? You are also a native of Yamato?"

Dinghui didn't dare to entangle with the other party, so as not to arouse Wang Wenzuo's suspicion, and urged: "It doesn't matter who I am, answer my question quickly, otherwise my life will be in danger!"

"I am the envoy of Monobe Renxiong, the leader of the Monobe Clan, and I am here at the order of the leader!" The envoy looked at the Hengdao on Wang Wenzuo's knee: "What is the identity of that General Hengdao? But Tang people can talk about things your nobleman?"

Dinghui translated it once, and Wang Wenzuo nodded: "Just tell him my identity!"

Dinghui nodded, told the Japanese envoy about Wang Wenzuo's official position, and said, "You guessed right, this is a noble man in the Tang army who can speak, you can tell him anything you have!"

The envoy was overjoyed when he heard the words, kowtowed to Wang Wenzuo twice, tore off his coat, tore off a piece of skin from his chest, took out something from it, and presented it with both hands, which startled He Bayong, who was on the side. There was no wound on the opponent's chest, it turned out that the opponent pressed a piece of cooked skin tightly on his chest, it looked like the flesh next to it, and there were some small objects stored in the middle layer, if you don't look carefully, you will definitely not be able to see it.

Wang Wenzuo took it from Dinghui's hand and looked at it, but it was two thin sheets of paper, all of which were written in Chinese, and there was no need for translation.He took a rough look, but there were two oaths of surrender. The contents of the oaths were similar, they both said that the eldest brother and prince of the Yamato Kingdom perverted, persecuted the good, and forced the people of the kingdom to become enemies of the great country.They know that Tang Dynasty is a big country in the world, and Dahe Kingdom is like a mantis against it, so they want to abandon the dark and turn to the bright, and please accept it. Wang Wenzuo didn't bother to read it, so he skipped it and looked directly at the final inscription, which are Lianxiong of the Ministry of Objects , Shoujun Dashi.

"You said Monobe Renxiong is the leader of your family, so who is Shoujun Dashi?"

"Shoujun Dashi is a good friend of the leader of my family!"

"The latter general?" Wang Wenzuo frowned slightly. He knew nothing about the official system of the Japanese, let alone after monk Dinghui's translation: "There is no basis for words, military and state affairs, how can I believe you with only two letters?" Wait? How do you know that this is not a false surrender trap set by you?"

The messenger heard monk Dinghui's translation, and hurriedly said loudly: "Don't worry, my lord, my master will stay in the rear. Once there is a confrontation, the master and Shoujun Dashi will raise a white flag and fight back. As long as the nobleman's side Be prepared, don't accidentally hurt a good person!"

"Accidentally hurt a good person? Two traitors dare to call themselves good people!" Wang Wenzuo couldn't help sneering secretly: he already knew the plan of Monobe Lianxiong and Shoujun Oishi.The plan of the two is actually very simple, let the teammates go first, hide behind, and then play by ear; if Tang Jun wins, they will fight back, if the teammates win, then it will be another story.He sent someone to contact him in advance because he was afraid that the Tang people would kill him easily, and he would kill himself at the same time.

"Your master has a good idea!" Wang Wenzuo said with a sneer, "Hide in the back and watch success or failure? Just say that you are a good person? Is there such a good thing in this world? Go back and tell your master that you want to surrender to the Tang Dynasty It's okay, but you must really make a contribution, and it's not enough to wait until the victory and defeat have been divided to do some favors!"

"Yes, yes!" The messenger's face lost all color: "The villain will pass on your words to my master!"

"Very good! He Ba!" Wang Wenzuo said, "Take him down, let him have a full meal, and then change him into a brocade robe!"

"Obey, join the army!" He Bayong said.

With the departure of He Bayong and the Japanese envoy, Wang Wenzuo heaved a sigh of relief. He put his sword back into its sheath, took off the heavy helmet, and with the help of Sancho, took off the heavy iron armor.Ding Hui stood aside, not knowing whether he should resign or stay.

"Zen Master!" Taking off his armor, Wang Wenzuo moved his shoulders easily: "I remember that your father is the confidant of Prince Zhong, right?"

"Confidant? Yes!" Dinghui didn't like this title very much, especially after his Sinology became more and more in-depth, but he didn't dare to lie in front of Wang Wenzuo, especially not so easy to be deceived. A debunked lie.

"Then you should be very familiar with Prince Zhong, right?" Wang Wenzuo had already changed into a light short robe, and he sat comfortably on the bed with his legs crossed, holding a glass of wine, and motioned for Sancho to pour Ding Hui as well. Take a drink: "You have a drink too! Take it easy, I'm just curious about the eldest brother, the prince. You can say anything, as long as it's related to him!"

Ding Hui took the cup, he felt his back ached, the more relaxed the man in front of him was, the more nervous he became.Dinghui took a sip subconsciously, but was choked by the strong irritation of the liquid in the cup, and couldn't help coughing.

"What's the matter, the Zen master doesn't like this taste?" Wang Wenzuo laughed. He likes to play tricks on the other party. It's not because he has a bad feeling for this person, but breaking the other party's reserve can bring him a taboo pleasure. .

"Nothing!" Ding Hui wiped the tears off his face in embarrassment: "Hey, why is this wine so spicy?"

"Spicy? Oh!" Wang Wenzuo laughed: "I asked Sancho to sprinkle some dried ginger powder into the wine, drinking it is good for the body! What's the matter, you don't like it? That's fine, Sancho, you give The Zen master has a cup without ginger powder!"

Dinghui took the cup handed by Sanqiu, took a big sip, felt better, and said with a wry smile: "The poor monk has never tasted such a spicy drink, it really feels like a fire is burning in his mouth!
(End of this chapter)