Detective Di Renjie's legend of Wu Dynasty

Chapter 191 Borrowing the Way
The vast golden mountains stretch for hundreds of miles.

The setting sun hangs alone in the sky, emitting a light as sad as bleeding, wrapping this majestic beam beyond the Great Wall in the afterglow of the afterglow.

A goshawk hovers in the sky, vigorous and nimble, wearing a blood-red sunset, flying in the wind, sometimes rushing to the sky, piercing the sky, and sometimes swooping down.

Looking at the ground from a bird's eye view, it seems that the spirits of the warriors sleeping here are attached to its body, paying tribute to this silent golden mountain.

Hu Tian In August, the new wind blows fiercely, and on the top of Jinshan Mountain, a row of cavalry stands quietly, as if it has been a long time.

On the leading black horse sits a Turkic warrior dressed in a Hu suit with a machete hanging from his waist.

He quietly looked up at the goshawk soaring in the sky, his eyes exuded a sharp light, the slightly thin face, the deep-set eye sockets, and the straight nose made one feel a kind of deep-seated With his perseverance and courage, he is the Great Khan of Turks—Jili Khan.

With a long cry, the goshawk chasing the afterglow gradually turned into a black spot. Ji Li Khan slowly looked away and let out a long sigh: "September... General Li, you know that September is very important to everyone." What do we Turks mean?"

Behind him, a voice sounded: "The eagle flies in September, it is the hunting season."

Ji Li nodded slowly: "Yes. Recently, many people have suggested to me to resume the war with Dazhou. You know, the Turks are a hunting nation, and war is very important to them. Sometimes, it is even more important than life. !"

The voice behind him sounded again: "Then how did Khan answer?"

Ji Li dialed back the horse and looked at the opposite side, and asked word by word: "What do you say?"

One hand slowly raised a huge ring.

The ring is made of pure gold, with three tigers below it and a flying eagle above it.

This is the "Tiger Head Flying Eagle" that symbolizes the supreme power of the Turkic Khan that Ji Li Khan gave Di Renjie in Youzhou many years ago.

The ring was held in the hands of a general of the Han army. Judging by the color of the uniform and armor, it turned out to be Qianniuwei, the emperor's forbidden army.

This person is about 30 years old, with a sharp-edged face, high raised forehead, thick eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and a firm chin.

He looked from the ring in his hand to Ji Li on the opposite side: "Does Khan remember it?"

There was a warm smile on Ji Li's face: "How are Di Gong and Wang Jingyang?"

Li Yuanfang nodded: "Very good."

Ji Li took a deep breath and looked at Li Yuanfang: "Tell me, why did you come?"

Li Yuanfang said word by word: "Khitan!"

Ji Li nodded: "I've already thought about it. Recently, Li Jinzhong, the head of the Khitan clan, has been raising troops and preparing his army. I'm afraid a war with Da Zhou is inevitable."

Li Yuanfang smiled: "Khan, I'm afraid Li Jinzhong's thoughts don't end there."

Jili Khan raised his head abruptly: "What do you mean?"

Li Yuanfang smiled and said: "The Khitan is the Tujue's jin, although Li Jinzhong is the patriarch, he still wants to respect you and sweat profusely. The Khan should know the most about this."

A dark cloud floated on Ji Li Khan's cheeks, he sighed long, and nodded heavily: "Now, the main combat faction headed by Prince Mochuo in Turkic China is on the rise. Zhou is an enemy, I am afraid that it is inseparable from the support of Mo Tuo and others.

The result they most hope to see is to involve me, the Turks, in this war..."

Li Yuanfang said: "This is what Master Di is most worried about, and it is also the real purpose of my coming."

Ji Li smiled wryly: "I know, I know... Back then, if it wasn't for Di Gong and Wang Jingyang, I would have died in Youzhou long ago."

As he said that, his eye circles were a little moist.

Li Yuanfang sighed softly: "When I think of us in Youzhou, it really seems like it happened yesterday."

Ji Li suddenly raised his head and grabbed Li Yuanfang's hand: "Yuan Fang, please go back and tell the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and tell Di Renjie that Ji Li will never assist Li Jinzhong to fight against the Great Zhou!

Once the war starts, I can stand by and watch, not help, not help, or even let the Khitan people enter my jurisdiction, but I can only do this. "

Li Yuanfang smiled. He held Jili Khan's hand tightly with both hands, and nodded heavily: "Your Majesty, this is enough! By the way, this is the elixir that Jing Yang gave you."

As he spoke, Li Yuanfang took out several small porcelain bottles from his bosom and handed them to Ji Li Khan.

Ji Li Khan looked at the familiar small porcelain bottle in his hand, and smiled: "Jing Yang has a heart!"

Suddenly, Li Yuanfang raised his head: "There is one more thing, I need Khan's permission."

Jiri Khan asked, "What's the matter?"

Li Yuanfang took a deep breath: "Excuse me!"

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Luoyang, Baolingtang.

Wang Mang was thinking about what Li Yuanfang had said to him a few days ago, plus Xiao Qingfang actually went to Turkic.

Wang Mang stood up, picked up the writing brush on the case table, and wrote on the paper: Turkic—Khitan—Xiao Qingfang!

After thinking for a moment, I still have no idea.

Wang Mang shook his head helplessly, slowly crumpled the paper into a ball, threw it into the wastebasket, and sighed long.

"Brother Mang, why are you sighing?"

A crisp female voice sounded from outside the house.

Wang Mang looked up, and the one who walked in was a beautiful woman who didn't look more than [-] years old.

The woman was dressed in a pink dress. Although she didn't wear makeup, she was a beauty with her delicate nose and big shining eyes.

It's just that the short sword pinned to the leg made the woman more sharp and capable.

Wang Mang was stunned for a moment, but he quickly realized that he stood up slowly: "Xiao Tao, why are you here so soon?"

The woman is Xiaotao who has been practicing martial arts in Xiaoxuan in the bamboo forest.

Xiaotao pursed her lips: "It is agreed that I will come to you after breaking through the third-rate, but now you see how long it has been, I am already a second-rate expert!"

Saying that, Xiaotao raised her little fist.

Wang Mang laughed: "Look, I called you here!"

Xiao Tao Jiao snorted: "If you don't let me come again, I will come to Shendu by myself!"

Suddenly, Wang Mang saw Uncle Li who was still standing outside, and hurried out: "Uncle Li, come in quickly, I have worked hard for you along the way!"

Uncle Li was still dressed in a rustic manner, with a honest and honest appearance, but there was an extra strand of white hair on his temples.

He smiled and shook his head: "My lord, it's not hard! Since you avenged me five years ago, my life is yours. Don't say that again, lord."

Wang Mang smiled: "Okay, Uncle Li, don't talk about these things. I haven't thanked you for taking care of Xiaotao for so many years, but you have become more polite to me."

Uncle Li didn't speak, but smiled honestly.

Wang Mang went on to say: "Okay, you have been exhausted all this way, I will ask my servants to arrange accommodation for you, and clean up the dust for you at night!"

Xiaotao nodded: "Okay, Brother Mang, I'll go wash up first, and I'll come to you at night!"

Wang Mang yelled outside: "Laifu, take Miss and Uncle Li down to rest!"

A young man who looked a bit clever ran in: "Miss, Uncle Li, please follow me!"

Xiaotao and Uncle Li followed Laifu out.

(End of this chapter)