The Reborn Lao Tzu Is the Emperor

Chapter 667
However, the majestic Emperor Song hit a soft nail this time.

The stall owner not far away didn't even turn his head, and didn't intend to talk to Zhao Dongting at all.

Zhao Dongting was slightly stunned, then turned his head to Zhang Ru and said, "Concubine Jing, let's go down and have a look."

As soon as he went out, he met Hong Wutian and several people walking to his door.

Before Zhao Dongting could speak, Hong Wutian said with a smile: "Did your majesty feel that mood just now?"

Zhao Dongting nodded with a light smile, "Seniors, follow me down to have a look?"

Everyone was idle, so they all walked down to the inn.

Out of the inn, to the night market.

Zhao Dongting led Hong Wutian and the others towards the stall owner.Only Mrs. Xu slept with Concubine Yang Shu and did not come out.

The stall owner didn't leave.

He didn't look back at Zhao Dongting just now, so he didn't recognize Zhao Dongting until Zhao Dongting walked up to him.

He was clearly a master with a very high artistic conception, but at this moment, there was an extremely kind and even flattering smile on his face, "Guest officers just take a look."

Zhao Dongting looked down at the stall.

There are only a few antiques and treasures on the stalls, not many, but each one seems to be genuine.

Antique dealer.

Zhao Dongting was not so surprised now why the stall owner was so extraordinary.

Usually among the antique dealers, apart from those who do hands-on sales, those who can get these things are not ordinary people.

Zhao Dongting pretended to look at the items on the stall, and asked the stall owner intentionally or unintentionally, "Listen to the accent of the senior, don't you look like a native of Hengshan County?"

The stall owner was slightly startled, and then said, "You just invited me?"

"Exactly."

Zhao Dongting raised his head and cupped his hands at the stall owner.

The stall owner said: "The old man is just a businessman, so he should not be valued by the young master."

Of course he declined.

Naturally, Zhao Dongting would not just give up like this, and said with a slight smile: "Senior, the artistic conception is astonishing, why should you be so presumptuous?"

The stall owner murmured: "Old, old..."

He really doesn't seem to have any energy left.

Zhao Dongting looked at Hong Wutian and Tie Liduan beside him, "Martial arts have no bounds, and our generation of martial arts practitioners should pursue them, we are so old."

He leaned forward a little, "If senior intends to come out of the mountains and ask for money and power, I will satisfy senior, how about it?"

The stall owner was slightly surprised, "Is the young master a member of an aristocratic family?"

Zhao Dongting chuckled, "Always has some influence here on Jinghu South Road."

The stall owner shook his head, and said with a little apology: "Thank you for your kindness, young master, but at this age, I have no pursuit of these external things."

His attitude is very polite, but in his eyes there is clearly the alienation and indifference of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Zhao Dongting failed to make lures, and changed his strategy, "Now the Great Song Dynasty is recovering. As a Song citizen, senior, don't you have any idea of ​​serving the country?"

"Ah."

The stall owner, who didn't have any outstanding appearance, shook his head and laughed, "There are talents from generation to generation, so why should we old guys contribute more. Besides, I have already dedicated what I should have dedicated to the court in this life. It's just that the Holy One didn't Not as wise and powerful as the current Holy Majesty, the efforts of our generation can be regarded as... Hehe, in vain. So many old brothers died on the battlefield, it is not easy for me, an old guy, to survive. In this life, I only want to Continue like this."

"Oh?"

Zhao Dongting was slightly taken aback, "Senior was once a member of the Great Song Army?"

Of course he was surprised.

Based on the strong artistic conception that the stall owner just revealed, he should not be an unknown person in the army, "Dare to ask senior Gao's name?"

The stall owner still shook his head slowly, "Nobody, nobody."

Zhao Dongting was really a bit out of sorts.

The stall owner made up his mind not to come out of the mountain again, even if he has a good tongue, he is not easy to force others.

He bowed his hands to the stall owner again, and sighed: "Since that's the case, I'm bothering senior."

After all, he turned around in disappointment and prepared to go back.

But as soon as he turned around, he suddenly remembered something, and suddenly turned around and said: "If the current sage wants to invite seniors, I wonder if seniors are willing to come out of the mountain?"

The stall owner didn't answer, but just sat back on the small bench.

He stared at the antiques on the stall in a daze, maybe it was the conversation with Zhao Dongting just now that reminded him of the past.

Those who have shed blood and tears in the army, no matter how old they are, will never forget that period of life.

"The nameless man..."

Tie Liduan did not turn around with Zhao Dongting, but fixed his eyes on the stall owner, and asked inexplicably, "Where did your silver noodles go?"

The stall owner was stunned, and suddenly raised his head, staring at Tie Liduan.

Tie Li Duan had surprise on his face, "Are you really nameless?"

The stall owner slowly pulled out a sterling silver mask from under the stall, "There are only a few dozen people in this world who know my name, who are you?"

Tie Liduan smiled from the bottom of his heart, "Your silver face was made by me, but I haven't given you any money yet."

"blacksmith!"

The stall owner stood up from his seat, "Are you a blacksmith?"

He didn't recognize Tie Liduan, obviously he had never seen Tie Liduan before.But judging by their expressions, the two were extremely familiar.

Everyone in Zhao Dongting turned around in surprise.

Tie Liduan walked up to the stall owner, hugged the stall owner heavily, and patted the stall owner hard on the back, "Why are you here? Where did you go after Xiangyang?"

His face was agitated, and there were even tears in his eyes.

The stall owner was also a little excited, and said: "When Xiangyang was defeated, I concealed my name and lived in seclusion under Mount Heng."

The two hugged for more than ten seconds before letting go.

Tie Liduan was full of joy and said: "Shall we go to the inn with the young master to drink and talk?"

The stall owner looked at Zhao Dongting, swept his hands away and put away the sackcloth on the stall, even the antiques were wrapped in it, "That's fine."

Zhao Dongting was overjoyed, and a group of people went to the inn.

When they arrived at the inn, Zhao Dongting asked the young servant to bring up delicious food and drinks, and everyone sat down.

Zhao Dongting asked: "The two seniors know each other?"

Tie Liduan laughed and said: "I haven't really met this guy, but we have been brothers for more than ten years. We have worked together in the Green Forest Camp for more than ten years, and this guy has always been elusive. Only the camp owner has seen his real face."

Zhao Dongting showed a little surprise, and looked at the stall owner, "It turns out that senior is also a member of the Green Forest Camp."

The stall owner nodded slightly, "This young man is..."

Tie Liduan stuck to his ear and whispered something.

The stall owner showed extreme surprise, and immediately stood up, wanting to salute Zhao Dongting, "Anonymous see..."

Zhao Dongting hurriedly stopped him, "There are so many people, seniors don't need to be polite."

The stall owner was slightly taken aback, and then sat back on the chair again.Looking at Zhao Dongting again, there was only shock on his face, and he was no longer as cold as before.

Zhao Dongting asked with a puzzled smile: "Senior, since I have worked with Senior Tie in the Green Forest Camp for more than ten years, why did the two seniors meet each other and never meet each other?"

The stall owner said: "Caomin was in charge of scouting news from the Jianghu in the Green Forest Camp back then, so he couldn't see the light."

There was a little pride on his face, as if the vigor returned to him at this moment.

Back then, the Green Forest Camp was able to overwhelm the entire rivers and lakes, and he was responsible for inquiring about the news.

Zhao Dongting's eyes shone faintly when he heard the words.

What he lacks the most right now are people like stall owners.

Although Wu Lianying managed the general affairs department very well, it was still difficult for the old eunuch to convince Zhao Dongting.Because it was too dark and cold, Zhao Dongting couldn't see through it.

If the stall owner can be brought back to the court, not to mention letting the stall owner share the power of the Military Intelligence Department, it is very feasible to set up a yamen in the Wuding Hall to inquire about Jianghu intelligence.

After this idea was born, it grew extremely fast in Zhao Dongting's mind.

There was almost a green light in his eyes when he looked at the stall owner, but he forcibly suppressed the impulse in his heart.He had just sat down now, and it seemed a bit abrupt and hasty to speak up.

Zhao Dongting stood up and saluted the stall owner, "On behalf of the late emperor, I apologize to seniors."

The stall owner was stunned, and then stood up in panic, "This, this... the grassroots dare not."

Zhao Dongting smiled wryly, "Why don't you dare? If seniors don't accept this gift, I will feel uneasy. In the Battle of Xiangyang, all the seniors worked together to stop the Yuan thieves and made a great name for the Great Song Dynasty. If it wasn't for the stupidity of the first emperor, there would be no Sending troops to help, the Yuan thieves can't invade our Great Song territory. It's a pity that I was not born back then, so I didn't get to see the demeanor of your seniors with my own eyes."

He looked directly at the stall owner, and said: "I have the intention to invite senior to enter Wuding Hall again, but I dare not force senior. If senior is not willing, I only ask senior to be enshrined in the Hall of Glory in Wuding Hall. For the rest of my life, the court will be responsible Make offerings. Only in this way can my conscience be at peace."

In the past few years in Xiangyang, the Green Forest Camp fell apart, and those masters of the rivers and lakes paid too much for it.

The imperial court really owes them.

(End of this chapter)