Bunny eye blur

Chapter 376 Yu Gan (42)

However, this letter from the Jie people came more urgently than the last few times, and the smell of sheep's blood on the letter seemed to have not completely dissipated when it arrived in Shen Yuanzhou's hands.Covered in the letter box for a long time, and wrapped it with the stench of goshawk feathers. Shen Yuanzhou had been stationed in the Northwest for several years, and his vision was still blurred by the smell of livestock. He turned his head and blinked several times before finally Barely read the content of the first sentence.

It was Shi Heng who greeted him politely.

He turned his face and took a deep breath again, the smell was really smoky.Not only smoked, but also blocked people's minds.What the fuck is encore asking?Everyone is being fucked to death.

Looking further down, it was true that someone was forced to death, and several corpses were added to the tent.Shen Yuanzhou's heart tightened, at this juncture, it would be unlucky for any of the Jie people to die.He held his breath and finished reading the letter. It turned out that it was not the Shi family who died, but a few Xianbei people.

Shi Heng hadn't told Shen Yuanzhou that there were Xianbei people in the Jie clan before, so he was stunned for a moment.According to the letter, seven or eight died.But since it wasn't the Hu people's royal family who died, this amount is actually not a big deal.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival in Beijing, seventy or eighty heads can be beheaded at a time. Even in folk fighting, it is not uncommon for a dozen people to die.Not to mention that there are many conflicts among the tribes of the Hu people, and if they die, they have the right to feed the wild eagle for a few days, so this letter should not be so urgent.

The key point is that the bodies of those people were still warm on the ground, and Xianbei's letter eagle was already hovering in the air. Shi Heng opened the letter and unfolded it. The lines like ghost symbols on it were the oath of hatred common to the five Hu people. .

Xianbei was grateful for the congratulations of Emperor Jie's mane, and sent his brothers and relatives to bring fat sheep spirits to the Jie clan to express their gratitude, but the Shi clan let blood flow into the wine glass, and wailing rang out at the banquet.

God is above, God Eagle is in charge, the hatred of Xianbei will be like running water, sweeping every inch of the field of Jie people, until the galloping horse grows sharp horns, and the noble wolf king and the mouse eat a piece of raw maggot and carrion.

It sounds like it is farther away than the dry sea and rocks of the Han people. Unfortunately, Shi Heng doesn't even know when this group of people wipe their necks, otherwise they can rush up to stop them.Liang issued a market restriction order, how could Jie not know, at least in a short period of time, it is impossible for Liang to really treat Jie as a vassal.

Therefore, after Shi Heng and Shi Qi returned to Jie, although they no longer groveled to those Xianbei people, they definitely offered delicious food and drink. They just wanted to find a suitable opportunity to send them back to Xianbei.Even if the war between the two clans is inevitable, for Jie, it will be a while later.

Therefore, Emperor Jie set up the most gorgeous tent, except for not allowing meddling in the internal affairs, the rest let a few people come and go.Suddenly, the people below said that blood was flowing all over the ground, and when they rushed over, they could only see goshawks circling and neighing.

There is no need for Shi Heng to specifically emphasize that Tuoba Mian must have killed someone himself and planted it on the Jie family, so he should use this as an excuse to start a war.Shen Yuanzhou could have guessed this after reading the process described in the letter for a while.But seven or eight Xianbei people, without anyone noticing, crossed hundreds of miles of atoms, ran to Shi Heng and his son and wiped their own necks, which was somewhat difficult, so he couldn't help but stop thinking about it.

It is indeed reasonable to say that it was done by Tuoba Mian, but Shi Heng's hype about the matter made Shen Yuanzhou feel a little exaggerated.Could it be that the Jie people want to take advantage of the fact that they are like glue with Liang, and the thieves call them thieves, forcing the two tribes to fight, borrowing Liang's help, subduing Xianbei, and eliminating future troubles forever?

This approach seems too risky, but Xianbei has been aggressive in recent years, and it may be that the father and son have no way out and it is unknown.Before Wei Lang's letter arrived, Shen Yuanzhou also yelled "send it".Send it out, the battle between Xianbei and Jie people should be earlier than Liang Guo expected.One hair will move the whole body, there may be another solution to the death situation in Beijing.

Send it out, send it out, Tuoba Mian also shouted "send it out", most of the people who were sent to Jie at the beginning were his close servants, once they parted with each other, they still panicked.Taking advantage of the distressed time, the letter to the Huo family was completed overnight, and went straight to the sky with the eagle wings.

He knew that the bone seal he wanted would definitely be obtained, but he also knew that it would not be so fast.After the messenger from Jiang Mansion left that day, Tuoba Mian was very annoyed by what was written in the letter.Thinking of the few days he spent with Xue Ling, he guessed that even if Xue Ling knew nothing about the bone seal, he would be able to figure out who the bone seal was after receiving the letter.

Rather than being secretive, it's better to be open and named.But the letter had already been sent away, so it was useless to think about it.Even though he had sent a letter to trick Huo Yunsheng into leaving the capital, Tuoba understood that Xue Ling would never send the bone seal back with just a letter, and he had to add more fire.

It is absolutely unrealistic to force Huo Zhun, it is really urgent, but it will make the old man suspicious.Only by making the fakes real, the whole world will be deceived.

What's more, there is nothing fake at all, Xianbei was about to swallow the Jie clan.For this kind of scandal, it is necessary to concoct an excuse first to win people's hearts.After all, the other three tribes in Yuanshang only surrendered to Xianbei, but did not submit to Xianbei.

The letter was sent out and delivered to Huo Yunyang, the Jie people slaughtered our Xianbei royal family, and the corpses were burned in the wasteland to declare war.Shen Yuanzhou was already hoarding troops and horses, Huo Xiangruo didn't care about his words, the disaster of Xiao Qiang was close at hand.

The Weihe River was running continuously, white clouds rolled and scattered, and there were eight or nine-year-old boys supporting the old woman, as if they had made a great determination, stomping their feet and shouting: "Send it out".After shouting, he untied a pouch from his waist, held it in his palm for a long time before undoing it, and poured it all into his palm, only five copper coins.

She counted three of them and handed them a letter to the young man in front of the booth. She was no longer as decisive as before, but rather embarrassed: "Please take this letter to Beijing, sir, with your address and name on it."After he paused for a moment, he added another coin to the envelope, and said: "My father and I have not gone to much school. The letter was written by a gentleman in the village. My father may not understand it. Please tell me something for me, sir." .”

"Just say. My grandmother and I are waiting for him to come home early."

The young man regarded it as an ordinary business, so he took it with a smile, and promised to do it. When the grandparents and grandchildren walked away, they looked at the so-called address on the envelope, and it was repeated in various fonts. Three or five times, it really looks like a detailed record of a certain place in Beijing.

With a sigh, he threw the letter into a basket behind him.In the past two years, there have always been such letters.Three and a half years have passed since the catastrophe of the Northwest.At the beginning, the refugees scattered and time passed. Some people returned to their original places, and some people never saw each other again.

Taking a closer look, the letters in the basket had piled up in a thick pile.

(End of this chapter)