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The carriage was bumped, Wang Bing tilted his head, and when he hit the board, he woke up from the pain. He had a splitting headache and saw that everything was up and down.

Up and down?No, how could it shake so violently!

At dawn, Wang Bing looked around. There were several layers of thick quilts under his body. No robber would take care of others like this. After thinking for a while, he quickly understood the environment he was in.Shouted: "Stop!"

Wang Bing: "I said stop! Stop!"

The car didn't stop, but the coachman poked his head in and shouted, "Young Master, why did you stop?"

Although the man had changed into the coarse linen clothes of ordinary people, but Wang Bing had seen him at the tent door before, and he recognized the man as a soldier, and said angrily, "Where are you going to take me?"

"The Taiwei wants the younger ones to escort you to Jiankang, son, you are not feeling well, please take a rest."

Wang Bing was struck by lightning, why did he leave Luoyang?With food and grass to feed the soldiers, it is not impossible to use Luoyang's terrain to defend or even counterattack, but how could my father knock himself out of Luoyang at this juncture?

Wang Bing covered his bleeding forehead, and said with a pale face: "Okay, since it is the order of the Taiwei, I will not embarrass you brothers. I just thought I just hit my head and was very dizzy, can you please help me look? "

Seeing that Wang Bing was so easy to talk and not as troublesome as the Taiwei said, the coachman was quietly relieved.Bending down to enter the carriage, half-kneeling to look at Wang Bing's bleeding forehead.

Without any hesitation, Wang Bing suddenly reached out and pulled out the coachman's saber, holding it on his neck, his eyes were extremely vicious and decisive, and his voice was low: "Go back, otherwise what you sent to Jiankang is just a corpse."

The carriage finally stopped, more than a dozen people surrounded it, and the other coachman who was driving also poked his head in, gasping for breath.

The sword is a real sword, not a fake sword worn by scholars pretending to be.Wang Bing was heartbroken, and the knife pierced his flesh, "Go back to Luoyang! If I die, you will become enemies of the entire Langya Wang family. Can you offend me? Go back!"

The twelve people looked at each other, understanding that no matter how fast they were, they could not be as fast as Wang Bing's sword, they exchanged glances, and had no choice but to back down, the dream of being promoted and getting rich was shattered.Wang Bing slowly put down his sword, wiped his thin neck casually, and stared at a forest outside the window with a gloomy face.The carriage moved, turned around, and bumped back on the same road.

Wang Bing saw that the carriage was going back to the north, why did his father want to send him to the south?But right now this question is no longer important, Wang Bing pressed his aching forehead, and the bad premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger as he approached Luoyang.

The northern barbarians live as nomads, with a lot of cattle, horses and sheep. Their military tents are made of cowhide tents, full of disgusting fishy smell. Wang Fu is wearing pure white clothes, with his hands tied behind his back, like a sheep being led by someone. into the largest tent.

Wang Fu was used to being watched all the way. When he was forced to kneel down, he didn't even feel ashamed at all. His head was still pressed down. He raised his eyes and saw a pair of open bare feet. They were scarred, black and rough, as if The feet of a traveler over the mountains.

The voice was also rough and loud, with his feet folded together, he said angrily: "Who told you to tie up the Taiwei, hurry up and untie me."

Wang Fu was stunned, his hands that were tied with strangle marks were freed, and those big bare feet finally came to him, Wang Fu was helped up,

He could clearly see the face of this Jieren general.

That is indeed a dragon among men, barbarians don't wear buns, bare upper body, dark and muscular, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, hooked nose, thin lips are blood red, and there are several interlaced scars on his face.

The man kindly patted the dust off his clothes, brushed Wang Fu's broken hair back from his forehead, and smiled so hard that he couldn't see his teeth and said: "The Taiwei came all the way to our house, and he wants to treat him as a guest. How can there be any reason to tie up the guests? The Taiwei will stay here well, I don’t have to worry about food and clothing, and the beauties don’t look the same every day.”

Chongyan firmly held Wang Fu's hand, patted it comfortingly, and personally led him out of the tent, introducing the customs and customs of the Hu people along the way. Wang Fu agreed without saying a word, and was led into another tent by him. Inside, it was a cloth tent, the surface was covered with tung oil to prevent rain and moisture, the tent was furnished like Liang Ren's military tent, there was no sharp weapon in the tent, even the teacup was made of iron.

Chongyan waved everyone away, only him and Wang Fu and one person in charge of translation in the tent.

Wang Fu: "A master of a defeated army has no face to face the world. Why does the general treat me like this?"

Chongyan made tea for him, and his thin lips curved slightly, "Taiwei, you Liang people have a saying that 'a good bird breaks a tree to live', but I think you are smart in choosing me, Taiwei, and I like you like this You are a smart man, I will give you a piece of land to herd cattle and sheep after conquering this country, how about it?"

It was the first time for Wang Fu to experience the "outspokenness" of the Hu people. He lowered his head and stopped talking. He didn't take a sip of the tea Chong Yanchong gave him.The Huns have always fought wars if they are good, if they advance, if they are not good, they will retreat. They never take escape seriously, so how can they understand the humiliation of Wang Fu who came to surrender on his own initiative?

Chongyan did not give up, "Is the Taiwei still thinking of giving his life to that crazy emperor? How long can an empty city of Luoyang last? Will it not be our world in the future?" Chongyan's knuckles were turning white while holding the teacup, and his words were dark Han: "The Taiwei is a rare talent, can't you see where the general trend of the world is leaning?"

Wang Fu lowered his eyes in silence again. As a general, Chong Yan was always bowed to him by others, and he was kind to Wang Fu and prepared this camp. Someone came into the tent, glanced at Wang Fu, and said a few words in Hun language to Chongyan. Chongyan's teeth stopped itching, and he said to Wang Fu with a smile: "Taiwei rest well, I won't bother you."

Wang Fu saw the man wearing Liangren's clothes, approaching Wang Fu, kowtowed and kowtowed, "Chen Xun, a sinner, kowtowed to the Taiwei."

After thinking for a while, Wang Fu said, "Are you the son of Qi Wang Chen Man?"

"Exactly. Ten years ago, the king of Qi raised troops, contacted the Huns to revolt, and entrusted me as a hostage to the Huns. Later, King Qi was defeated, and I stayed here. General Chong treated me like a father. Only then did you understand the Lord, why didn't the Taiwei learn from Wu Zixu?"

"Chen Man, the king of Qi, was domineering in his own country. The princes and kings fought for the throne. In order to win a piece of the pie, he colluded with the Huns to beat his brothers. You have nothing to do, but I am wearing the clothes of the Liang family, and I can't do what a beast would do! You don't have to waste your words." Wang Fu turned his face to the side, acting as if he was deaf.

Chen Jieyuan sighed slightly, and invited Ying to be a lobbyist himself, because he was afraid that Chongyan's insignificant patience would be worn out by Wang Fu, and Wang Fu would be killed in a fit of anger.Wang Fu is very well-known among the gentry, and he is famous all over the world. If he kills him soon, he will bring himself infamy.

Chen Jieyuan still didn't give up, but he didn't dare to get angry, and his voice was flat and eloquent: "What's the matter of clothes and beasts? Is it a high bun and flirting with each other? Or is it loose clothes and talking with drugs? Or is it a fashion to dress neatly and not do business properly? When the Taiwei came here, he still didn’t see clearly that your country’s destiny was at the end of its destiny? If you try to turn the tide, you’re fighting against the heavens. Even if the Taiwei wholeheartedly sacrifices his life for righteousness, what will your descendants think of you? , when the world is stable, the Taiwei will be a national hero who will go down in history."

Ten years ago, when the Rebellion of the Seven Kings broke out, Chen Jieyuan was sent to the Xiongnu tribe, where he spent four years living in grasslands and ice and snow, and learned how to ride and shoot and eat raw meat from horse milk.

In the first year of Anxi, the four-year war of seven kings ended, and Liu Ge, the Hun, became king in Zuoguo City. Then he returned to his hometown with a large army, and witnessed the ups and downs of Zhao Guo in the past few years.

In the sixth year of Anxi, he was only 23 years old, and he was already one of the best counselors among the Huns.

Wang Fu's eyelashes twitched slightly, turned his head, and looked up and down the boy carefully.That's right, surrendering to the enemy and treason is a crime that is bound together. Regardless of whether he lives or dies, this step will bring shame to the family.

According to the imperial edict, his whole life will be nailed to the pillar of shame in history, but if sacrificing him alone can gain national security and continuation of the country, then he can treat himself as a firework, and when the fireworks are over, It is the beginning of another prosperity.

Emotional Chen Jie, with a bright tongue and a bright tongue, couldn't say anything to Wang Fu. He retreated resentfully and went to Chongyan's tent, and truthfully reported the conversation just now. Chongyan was so angry that he almost sent one of his subordinates flying.

Chongyan: "It's really stubborn! It can't be killed and can't be used. What do you think?"

Chen Jieyuan waited for him to lose his temper, and said: "General, Wang Fu is not unshakable, I can try to persuade him again, if it doesn't work, just make an accident and kill him, but this is the worst policy, if he can join that We will be even more powerful, and even the one above will be afraid of you!"

Two people came near Chongyan's main tent, wandering around near the military tent with their ears pricked up.

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