The large group of people meandering westward, naturally it is impossible not to attract attention.
Wei Yuan dispersed most of his subordinates into the captive team to help the ordinary soldiers move forward faster. The fifty knights who were still the core were wandering around in scattered directions.
On the way back to the west, I met many spies, including other horse bandits and some from the Western Jin Dynasty official army. When the horse bandits saw the masked knight, they usually disappeared immediately, while the spies from the official army were much more arrogant.
It was decorated slowly and slowly from a few miles away.
Generally, Tan Ma, who is so arrogant, comes from the northern border army. They come in groups of three and two, and they are all Taoist monks.
Although Wei Yuan has not yet had any conflicts with the northern border troops, it does not mean that he can tolerate the other party riding on his head.
So three masked knights were dispatched, fighting three against three. The three Daoji spies were indeed flamboyant, and instead of running away, they fought bravely. However, they obviously underestimated their opponents and were killed in an instant.
The masked knight tied the bodies of the spies to the war horses, and then let the war horses carry their bodies back. As expected, no one dared to follow them anymore.
In fact, the cultivation level of both sides was almost the same, and a three-on-three fight was a fair fight. But with Wei Yuan's support from behind, and with the three green energy going down, the strength of the knights doubled, and the battle became a one-sided crushing.
Wei Yuan used the corpses of three spies to warn the northern border troops not to cross the line, otherwise their claws would be chopped off.
Near dusk the next day, a small pavilion suddenly appeared in front of the team. A scribe was drinking tea in the pavilion, accompanied by a maid and an old servant.
Wei Yuan clearly remembered that there was no pavilion on this road, and it was unlikely that there would be such a thing in the Broken Realm. But now one suddenly appeared, obviously waiting for him.
Wei Yuan ordered the others to continue moving forward, while he rode his horse to the pavilion, dismounted and entered the pavilion.
The middle-aged scribe stood up and said with a smile: "I have been waiting here for a long time. I have heard about the name of the Lord of the Wei Realm for a long time. Today, when I saw him, he turned out to be a hero. I waited a long time, but it turned out that I wasted all my years."
Wei Yuan bowed respectfully and said: "The Marquis has an unparalleled style and is rare in the world."
Marquis Xiang laughed and said, "We don't need to flatter each other. Let's sit down and talk."
Wei Yuan sat down at the table, his posture a little crooked so that his back would not be facing the old servant.
Marquis Xiang asked: "Where are the things?"
Wei Yuan waved, and two masked knights brought a box over and placed it outside the pavilion. The old servant went over to open the box, rummaged through it, took out an ink cartridge, placed it on the table, and then retreated behind Xianghou. This
Xia Weiyuan could finally sit up straight.
Marquis Xiang opened the ink cartridge and found half of the ink inside. The ink body was carved with pine and bamboo and painted with gold. As soon as the ink cartridge was opened, a wonderful aroma wafted out, and the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away in Weiyuan were faintly shaking.
Marquis Xiang closed the ink cartridge and asked, "Do you know what this is?"
Wei Yuan said honestly: "I don't know."
Marquis Xiang looked at the ink cartridge in a daze, and then said after a moment: "Ten years ago, Wu Fuling, the Weiyuan Marquis of the State of Zhao, rebelled, implicating hundreds of people. In the end, more than 130 people were imprisoned and 8,000 family members were sent into military exile.
Three years ago, General Wu and seven of his generals were finally executed.
I was also present at the battle to capture General Wu. The battle was so violent that the sun and the moon were dim. I am not afraid of your jokes. General Wu has been a true king for many years. I actually wanted to take credit for his achievements and only dared to stay away.
Hiding on the edge of the battlefield to strike."
Wei Yuan's evaluation of Marquis Xiang quietly rose to a higher level. Those who could take action in the life-and-death battle of Zhenjun were not just ordinary people. He did not interrupt, but waited quietly for what was to come. Marquis Xiang suddenly said this past incident,
There must be a deep meaning.
Marquis Xiang put his hand on the ink cartridge and rubbed it gently, and said slowly: "The seven subordinates of Marquis Weiyuan have been fighting for many years, and their images are full of bloody and murderous intent. Marquis Weiyuan and his seven subordinates, as well as all the prisoners on death row in Zhao State in the next three years,
The essence of your hard work is now here."
His finger tapped the cartridge lightly.
Wei Yuan's eyebrows twitched and he was about to stand up to slap the case. However, he raised his hand into the air and slowly lowered it.
Marquis Xiang showed appreciation in his eyes and said: "This piece of ink was made by the State of Zhao. The method of making ink is a secret that has not been passed down. Only the blood of the Wang family can make it. The mottos and spells written with this piece of ink are extremely powerful."
It is beyond imagination, and it will have all kinds of miraculous effects. Of course, the most important thing is that it is necessary for the king to practice certain secret techniques.
This thing has been in your hands for so long, and you have suffered the infamy and karma, but it has also come into the eyes of the king, which is equivalent to a meritorious service. Although this merit is not great, it is established in the heart of the king.
, it will also be the foundation for your success in the court in the future."
Wei Yuan understood that this was wooing him, but for him, it was not enough.
Marquis Xiang opened the ink cartridge again, cut off a piece the size of a rice grain from the ink with his fingernail, handed it to Wei Yuan, and said, "Put this away for now. There will be an opportunity for you in a while, and you need to use this thing to open it."
Hou Guan, your foundation is big but not pure. If you seize this opportunity well, you may be able to gain some fundamental vitality."
Wei Yuan put away the blood ink, and then said: "No reward for no merit, what does the Marquis need from me?"
"There is no rush now, you just need to develop the realm. If you can become a prince with a heavy army within thirty years, it will be the best reward for me."
Wei Yuan nodded: "Try to live up to the expectations of the Marquis."
After saying that, he was about to stand up and leave. Marquis Xiang was a little surprised and asked: "If you have anything else to say, Lord Wei, you might as well say it directly."
Wei Yuan pondered for a moment and said, "Master Hou, I want something real."
"But there's no harm in talking."
Wei Yuan said: "There is a shortage of food in the realm, and people are already starving to death. So I want some emergency food, not much, just five million catties."
Xianghou's smile froze on his face.
However, he immediately looked as normal and said: "The domestic harvest has been poor in the past few years, and all parties are keeping a close eye on military supplies. The Broken Realm is also a war-torn place, and it is strictly controlled. Even I am not easy to deal with such a situation.
A large sum of military rations.”
Wei Yuan said: "I understand, how about a little less, two million catties?"
Marquis Xiang's smile remained unchanged, he picked up the teacup and took a sip, then put it down.
Wei Yuan understood, so he said: "How about less, five hundred thousand catties?"
Marquis Xiang gently stroked the white jade ring on his finger and said, "How about this? I'll give you a sum of immortal silver to use as military supplies. How about that?"
Wei Yuan sighed: "You can't buy grain even if you have money? How about two hundred thousand catties?"
Marquis Xiang said, "How about I give you 10,000 military grain pills?"
"Thank you, Lord Marquis!" Wei Yuan stood up and saluted, then left the pavilion, mounted his horse and drove away.
When Wei Yuan walked away, the old servant snorted and said: "This kid really doesn't know what is good and what is good!"
The maid also asked: "Why does he always need those cumbersome things? Two hundred thousand catties of grain is not much money."
Marquis Xiang said slowly: "There have been poor harvests in the country for several years. Now every place is very concerned about food. Some local officials are fighting each other for food. He is looking at me for food to see if we can control the local government.
In addition, if you want to transport food, you have to go through Ningxi Prefecture, which is dominated by the frontier army.
So he bit him to death just for food, and then found out that we have no foundation in the local government and no connections in the army. Haha, we are indeed cunning."
The old servant said: "This kid has a big appetite and is unruly. I'm afraid it won't be easy to control."
Marquis Xiang smiled slightly and said calmly: "He is a hero who can see the blood and ink without moving. But if he thinks he can stump us like this, he is too underestimated. After some time, the opportunity will open, and he will
He will naturally know what we can give him."
Chapter completed!