Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

The air seemed to be frozen. Gao Yannian looked at his father carefully, wanting to say something, but he couldn't. Gao Sheji took off his helmet, revealed his face, and shouted loudly to the stone bridge above: "The person shouting from above is brother Luo Qiuzero, but he still recognizes Qushe Gaolang!"

There was silence for a while on the stone bridge, and then the person who had just called out answered, "It's you, Gao Sheji, are you not dead?"

"Yes, it's my younger brother!" Gao Sheji said with a smile: "Luckily, he is still alive and is now serving under General Wang. Can I meet him?"

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The flames on the charcoal stove danced and licked the bottom of the pot. The pot made a popping sound, and the lid was lifted from time to time to make a sound. Gao Sheji opened the bamboo tube, took out a piece of tea cake, broke it into pieces and sprinkled it into the pottery pot. The aroma of tea suddenly emitted from the room, causing everyone to take a deep breath subconsciously.

"After the city of Pyongyang was destroyed, I left the army and fled back to my hometown. I originally wanted to be a farmer and live like this for the rest of my life. Later, the Tang army forcibly relocated the people, and General Wang happened to be recruiting brave men, so I took the tribesmen there. We conquered Musashi of Japan and laid the foundation there. This time the general sent troops to Silla, I came back with him!" As Gao Sheji spoke, he patted the tea crumbs off his hands, picked up the pottery pot and poured the tea. He put it into the pottery bowls and said with a smile: "Come on, come on, I can meet Brother Luo again today. Let's use tea instead of wine and drink a bowl first! Drink the best!" As he said that, he picked up the tea bowl and drank first. Big mouth.

"Drink victory!" Everyone picked up the tea bowl and drank it all in one gulp. Luo Qiuze sighed: "I haven't drunk such good tea for at least three to five years. I almost forgot what it tastes like!"

"Why did Brother Luo say that?" Gao Jishe asked, "Is this tea just average?"

"It usually depends on where it is!" Luo Qiuze sighed: "Since the fall of the country, the war has not subsided. The land is full of thieves and business travelers are trapped. Tea is not a native product here, where can you still drink it?"

"It has reached this point?" Gao Jishe sighed: "I only heard that it is not very good here in Japan!"

"Hey, let's not talk about this anymore!" Luo Qiuze sighed: "Do you want me to surrender to that General Wang when you come to my place this time?"

"Yes, we are all family members, so I won't beat around the bush. The newly established King of Silla is a close friend of General Wang. His next step is to open up a land passage with Liucheng, then conduct a military expedition to Liaodong and pacify the beggars. Sibiu. Your place is full of mountains and dangerous terrain, and there are bandits everywhere. The general hopes that you can surrender to him, wipe out the local bandits, and make the place peaceful, so that there will be no trouble when the army passes by next spring! I don’t need to say more about the current situation. A man should just take advantage of the trend so that he can achieve success in his career and leave his name in history. His life will not be wasted!"

Luo Qiuze did not answer. He pondered for a long time: "You asked me to surrender to that General Wang. I have surrendered to the Tang Dynasty in the past, but it was of no use. The Tang people still moved the people who surrendered to him thousands of miles away. Other places. The Mohe people of Silla came and killed them, but the Tang people didn't care. We could only hide in the mountain city, and let the thieves plunder our fields and houses. So what's the use of surrendering? You said the current situation is good. Now The situation is indeed very favorable to General Wang, but the situation is like the wind, blowing eastward and westward now. If the situation changes, what will we do?"

"That was in the past. The current General Wang is different from the past. He also told you to wipe out the bandits and send troops to conquer the Mohe people. Once the Mohe people are pacified, won't they be able to live in peace?" Gao Sheji advised. .

"Suppress the bandits? How do I know if I am also a bandit in his eyes? Now he tells us to fight the bandits to the death in just a few words, and then kills us with his backhand. Do Tang people do this kind of thing a lot?"

"That's all in the past, and it wasn't General Wang who was in charge at that time!" Gao Sheji tried his best to persuade: "You can also inquire about the general's character. I will never do what you said if I promise you a thousand dollars! "

"Hmph! Of course you can say good things for him now that you are working for him. What will I do if he turns his back on him in the future? What will happen to these people in my city?" Luo Qiuze sneered: "For the sake of past friendship, I I won’t hurt you today, but you can go back in two days!”

"If you don't believe my father's words, then you should be able to keep me as a hostage, right?"

At this time, a voice interrupted the conversation between the two. Luo Qiuze turned his head in surprise. The speaker was a heroic young man, about fourteen or fifteen years old, who was looking at him with wide eyes and an angry look on his face.

"Are you the son of Gao Sheji?"

"Yes, it's Quanzi Yannian!" Gao Sheji introduced awkwardly: "Yannian, why don't you show your respect to Uncle Luo!"

"That's all!" Luo Qiuze wasn't angry either. He looked up and down at Gao Yannian with a smile: "Yes, he's got the talent. He looks just like you when I was young! Then let me ask you, you said you would keep you as a hostage, is that right? What's the meaning?"

"I'll stay as a hostage. You go and suppress the bandits and surrender to the general. If the Tang people don't keep their word in the future, you'll kill me!" Gao Yannian replied.

"What a boy, you have courage!" Luo Qiuze smiled and raised his thumbs: "But have you ever thought that it is not your father who is in charge of this? If I kill you, your father will feel bad. That General Wang can You may not feel bad! What’s the use of me holding you hostage?”

"This -" Gao Yannian was stunned. Just as Gao Sheji was about to speak out for his son, Gao Yannian suddenly opened his coat and revealed the purple robe underneath: "General Wang may not care about my life or death, but his son Yanliang Your Majesty still cares about me, I am his partner, look at the purple robe on me, it is exactly the same as His Highness Yanliang!"

"His Majesty Yanliang's partner?" Luo Qiuze was stunned when he heard this. He looked at the purple robe on Gao Yannian's body suspiciously, and turned to Gao Sheji: "What on earth is going on? Who is that Majesty Yanliang?"

"His Majesty Yanliang is the king of the Japanese country, and he is also the son of General Wang and Queen Saitama of the Japanese country!" Gao Yannian quickly explained: "The dog is skilled in bow and horse, and His Majesty Meng Yanliang loves him very much. He walks beside His Majesty on weekdays, wearing the same clothes and eating the same food. !”

"So that's it!" Luo Qiuze heard this and looked at Gao Yannian with a different look. In ancient times, purple dye was extremely precious in both the East and the West. Purple was also considered the most noble color of clothing. The emperor of ancient Rome Wearing a purple robe, the purple robe of the Tang Dynasty is also the color of officials of the third rank and above. Although it is not a good thing to judge people by the color of their clothes, the purple brocade robe on Gao Yannian cannot be faked. If you take it out, you can at least exchange it for a few. life. Even if he is just a bodyguard, he is at least a bodyguard who is extremely valued and favored by the King of Japan.

"Okay, I promise you!" Luo Qiuze said: "As long as you keep your son as a hostage, I will surrender to General Wang and obey your orders in everything!"

"You agreed!" Luo Qiuze agreed so happily that Gao Sheji couldn't believe it: "But didn't you just say that Yannian was useless as a hostage?"

"Nonsense!" Luo Qiuze sneered: "Of course that General Wang doesn't care about your son's life or death, but his son only cares! As long as his son is willing to say a few good words, wouldn't it be better than ten thousand words from you? ?”

Gao Sheji didn't expect that all his attempts to persuade him were in vain. Instead, the purple robe on his son had an immediate effect. He was overjoyed and hurriedly said: "In that case, how are you going to wipe out those bandits?"

"To be honest, it is simply impossible to dig these guys out one by one from the mountains!" Luo Qiuze smiled bitterly: "Don't talk about me, even if General Wang comes himself!"

"That's true!" Gao Sheji nodded. He knew that the other party was not trying to push the envelope. He was a local and knew the local terrain very well. He wanted to find those bandits in that large and rugged mountainous area and eliminate them and find the needle in the haystack. What's the difference? This is why Wang Wenzuo hopes to attack with gentleness rather than direct force. To govern the local area and eliminate gangsters, local snakes like Luo Qiuze are more effective.

"So I want to simply lure them out and serve them in one pot!"

"Bring it out? Serve it in one pot?" Gaosheji frowned: "What do you mean?"    ————————————————————————————

"Just here!" Luo Qiuze jumped off his horse.

"Is this okay?" Gao Sheji looked around. The bushes were connected together and extended to the forest on the hillside in the distance. Mountain springs flowed from the rocks, and the horses bowed their heads to drink. As far as the eye can see, there are only rocks, mountain springs, shrubs, and forests, and no trace of human beings.

"Don't worry!" Luo Qiuze bent down and picked up a few dry branches: "As long as you light a fire, bandits from several miles around will be attracted. They will never let you down in this regard!"

"Then what are your plans?" Gao Sheji also leaned over to pick up firewood. The two quickly picked up a pile of firewood. Luo Qiuze skillfully lit the hay with a dagger and flint, and then ignited the fire. , he said while working: "I told you, I want to lure them out?"

"Here?" Gao Sheji asked, "I remember you wanted to kill the bandits in one fell swoop, but they will only kill us here!"

"Don't worry, I already have a plan!" Luo Qiuze sat beside the fire with a smile, took out the dried meat and leather bag from the leather bag next to the saddle, took a sip himself and handed the leather bag to Gao Sheji: "Here, Drink a sip?"

After a while, the horse had finished drinking, and the campfire crackled with a few pieces of dried meat skewered on it, which began to ooze grease under the heat of the flames. The two of them held the leather bags containing the wine. You took a sip and I took a sip. Watch. It's quite pleasant to go up there.

"Those people came much later than you thought!" Gao Sheji said with a smile.

"Be patient!" Luo Qiuze smiled: "Maybe they have already arrived and are just observing us in the bushes!"

"Observe us?"

"Yes, they are very suspicious. We don't look like businessmen. It's no wonder that they would be suspicious if we went to a place like this. If there wasn't a trap, why would we do such a big thing!"

"Then when will they observe it?"

"When we make sure there are no ambushes around, it should be almost done!"

"That's a bit troublesome!" Gao Sheji smiled: "It's getting darker and darker, and it's getting harder and harder to see if anyone is there!"

The sound of breaking branches interrupted the conversation between the two. They stood up, and figures were approaching them from all directions. Gaosheji stood up, bent his bow and nocked an arrow. Luo Qiuze grabbed his hand: "Quiet, don't act rashly." He raised his voice: "The night wind is cold tonight, why don't you come over and warm up together?" "He shouted to the sneaky figures around him.

The figure stopped moving, and with the moonlight, the high-shelf chicken caught a glimpse of the reflected luster of the metal: "Tear off your skin, and we will be warm!" A rough and arrogant voice replied.

"There are only two of us, I'm afraid we don't have enough skin!" Luo Qiuze echoed: "Who are you?"

"When you go to the underworld!" Another voice replied: "You can tell Lord Yama that it is Pukuhe who is sending you to see him!" The speaker walked out of the bushes, and the moonlight shone on him. He was very thin, He was wearing a rusty lock curtain, a cloth wrapped around his head, and he was holding a two-handed axe.

"And me, Cui Wu!" This was the first voice, low and deadly. They saw a black shadow moving towards their left, then stood up and turned into a human. He has a tall, strong body, seems to move slowly, is covered in animal skins, and holds a mace in both hands. He lumbered toward them, dragging his mace across the ground and plowing a shallow furrow.

Other voices called out their names, and Gao Sheji soon couldn't remember them, but there were more than twenty people on the other side. Some carried swords, but most had only hoes, sickles, and wood-cut spears. They surrounded Luo Qiuze and Gao Sheji, staring at them fiercely, just like wolves staring at their prey.

"I am Luo Qiuze. You should have heard of that name. I am the owner of Twin Mountain City!" Luo Qiuze stepped forward and let the moonlight shine on my face: "I came today to discuss something with you. matter!"

"Luo Qiuze?"

"Twin Mountain Cities?"

"Is it him? I can't see clearly!"

"It's this kid, yes, the moonlight shines on his face!"

Luo Qiuze smiled and calmly welcomed the stares of the bandits. Gao Sheji remained silent, secretly admiring his friend's courage. Not everyone can speak in such a situation without trembling.

"What are you doing in the mountains alone? Are you looking for death?" The bandit named Cui Wu stepped forward and raised the mace in his hand: "Aren't you afraid that I will stick this thing into your ass?"

"Don't be afraid! Because I have more important things to tell you!" Luo Qiuze raised his hands to show that he had no weapons in his hands: "No matter what you want to do, can you wait until I finish talking?"

"Let him say it!" Pukuhe said coldly: "The result is the same anyway! Leave his skin to me. The kid still needs a waistcoat. His skin should be very good!"

First, it’s been super cold in Xiamen these days, so I’m wearing long johns for the first time this year.

Second, it’s good to stew mutton with white radish, add some clams as the base, and the soup will be delicious. Very sweet.

Third, after the house was repainted, it was extremely cold. Did the oxidation of slaked lime into quicklime absorb heat?