Fisherman's Song Dynasty

Knowing that he was from Yelu Dashi, Xu Zizhen greeted him with a smile, "It's such a coincidence, why are you in Bianjing?"

The old man glanced at him, and said calmly: "The old man was ordered by the general to protect the young master along the way, but the young master didn't know it."

Xu Zizhen couldn't help being very moved. Yelu Dashi had already started his plan to conquer the West since he talked with him. Now is the busiest and most short-handed time. This old man is very skilled. Unexpectedly, Leng sent him to escort him, and even sent him all the way from Xixia, this kind of favor is really too heavy.

He cupped his hands to the old man, and said gratefully: "Thank you, thank you, I was in a hurry this way, thank you for your hard work...By the way, are you the right envoy who has never met before?"

He has met almost all the high-level officials in Sanjuetang, but he has never met Youshi. He almost ran into him in Xingzibao, but he still missed it in the end.

The old man shook his head: "This old man is not a member of the San Jue Tang, nor is he under the general's command."

Xu Zizhen wondered, "Which god are you then? Brother Dashi, his uncle? His uncle?"

The old man did not continue, but said meaningfully: "Since Mr. Xu is out of trouble, the old man will step back first. I just don't know where you want to go next?"

Xu Zizhen was taken aback for a moment, that's right, he was discovered, how can he go back to Bianjing?Right now, he doesn't even have the ability to stand on his feet, so why talk about assisting Zhao Gou in the future?Even if Yelu Dashi is not good enough, there are still a group of confidantes who can open up the Western Regions. There are brothers and sisters, but they are not enough.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smiled wryly, reached out and touched his pocket, there were still a few thousand taels of silver there, which he earned by lending Xu Bingzhe his old mother last time, and the bag of night pearls that Wanyan Ang gave was worth some money, But this is not enough to open up territory by yourself.

Xu Zizhen touched the bag containing the Ye Mingzhu in his hand, feeling the smoothness of the silk, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, he looked at the old man and said, "What's your name? Are you from Liao?"

The old man nodded: "Old man Yelu Fu."

Xu Zizhen then asked again: "Then can you write the characters of Jin Kingdom?"

Yelufu didn't know what his intention was, so he frowned and said, "Do you speak Jurchen script? You can write it."

"Great!" Xu Zizhen slapped his hands and jumped up, "Write something for me, and I can go back to Bianjing, oh yes, write in Jurchen characters."

About half an hour later, Xu Zizhen looked at a piece of letter paper in his hand and laughed. It was full of tadpole-like characters. He didn't know any of them, but he knew what was written, because this was exactly what Yelufu said according to him. It was translated into Jurchen characters verbatim.

Xu Zizhen took out the silk bag, poured out the night pearl inside, rolled up the letter paper and stuffed it in, then put it next to his body, stood up and waved to Zhuo Ya: "Let's go back to Bianjing."

Yelufu's usual steadyness also disappeared, he stared and said, "Master Xu, does it mean that you can return to Bianjing safely with this letter?"

Xu Zizhen smiled triumphantly: "This is a secret letter from the young prince of the Kingdom of Jin. I am now a secret envoy of the Kingdom of Jin. Who would dare to touch me among those treacherous officials of the Song Dynasty?"

"This..." Yelufu was tongue-tied, with an incredulous expression on his face.

Zhuo Ya took it easy and said, "I can't walk anymore, let's hire a car."

……

On the way back to Bianjing, Xu Zizhen has been meditating. These days, he has gradually become accustomed to using his brain instead of force. The teacher said that whether it is on the battlefield or in the court, many times the use of force cannot solve the problem. of.

From the Battle of Xingzibao to the trip to Xixia, he has gradually begun to try to use his brain as much as possible, and after a few things, Xu Zizhen suddenly found that his brain seems to be not bad. Although he still often gets confused, he always has a flash of light at critical moments In a blink of an eye, such as now—letting Yelufu write a letter casually allows him to sneak into Bianjing and even see Zhao Gou in a swagger, without fighting or fleeing, how wonderful.

This bold plan has already been formed in his heart, and the next step is to implement it, to act, and to act again. Xu Zizhen suddenly found that he seems to be a natural actor, suitable for a famous role.

Zhuo Ya who had been quiet all this time suddenly asked, "Who is Rong Xi?"

Xu Zizhen suddenly came back to his senses: "Ah? What?"

Zhuo Ya said: "You often call this name in your sleep, every day."

"Uh..." Xu Zizhen was embarrassed for a while, and at the same time, he had an indescribable feeling in his heart. After he arrived in this world, his first friend was Mo Lier, and the first skin relative was Shui Liuli, and Rong Xi even He hadn't even seen what she looked like, but she was the person he cared about the most. Suddenly he discovered the fact that Rong Xi was actually the first woman he really liked after coming here.

His expression suddenly became lonely, and he whispered: "It's a friend of mine, a friend I haven't seen for a long time."

"Then why didn't you go to find her?" Zhuo Ya asked again.

Xu Zizhen smiled wryly: "She's just a snitch, she's haunted all day long, where can I find her?"

Zhuo Ya looked at him, and after a while said seriously: "Do you like her very much?"

Xu Zizhen thought for a while: "It should be."

"Oh, it's no wonder you keep calling her by her name." Zhuo Ya nodded, and then said after a while, "But besides this name, you have also called her by other names, Li'er, Liuli, Luo'er, Xian'er... ...But I don't have the regret to shout too much, are these girls you like too?"

Xu Zizhen was embarrassed for a while, why did he talk in his sleep while sleeping?And it seems that the movement is not small, even Zhuo Ya who sleeps next door can hear it, it's a shame...

Just thinking of this, Zhuo Ya suddenly looked at him seriously: "You called me by my name too, don't tell me you like me too?"

Xu Zizhen opened his mouth wide: "Ah? I..." Facing this innocent princess and goddess, he suddenly found that he didn't know how to answer, it was wrong to admit it, and it was wrong not to admit it. It was the first time in his life that Xu Zizhen felt so entangled in front of a woman.

The carriage stopped suddenly, and the coachman reminded: "Master, Nanya is here."

"Oh, good." Xu Zizhen came back to his senses, a layer of white sweat had already appeared on his back, the coachman just managed to save him, he took out an ingot of silver and threw it over, "Don't look for it. "

"Thank you, my lord, for the reward!"

The coachman walked away happily, while Xu Zizhen calmed down and stood there looking at the building in front of him. It was majestic, majestic, deep and domineering. This is the Kaifeng Nanya, where Bao Longtu was seated back then!

Zhuo Ya still had a calm expression on her face, she didn't seem to have mentioned the question just now, she just stood quietly and calmly behind Xu Zizhen.

There were eight yamen servants standing outside the south yamen, just looking at their energy and energy, they were completely different from other yamen. Xu Zizhen took a deep breath and walked over. Several yamen servants looked at him from a distance. He walked over with his hands behind his back, and said lightly: "Let your Fu Yin come to see me."