Brother Yelushan looked at Song Wen with a complicated expression and said, "Since you dare to comment on Confucianism like this, my father can feel relieved after hearing this. If you can say this, there will be no place for you to stand in the Great Song Dynasty...
...Haha, let my bodyguard He Huoli escort you to the beach! The journey is long, so take care along the way... Three months later, I was at Daoshengyunjishui Village in Nanjing, waiting for your first batch of gunpowder bombs to be delivered
.”
Song Wen nodded, got on his horse and held his hands in his hands, saying: "Don't worry, little Marquis, Song is a businessman... fair trade and fair dealing! Take care, little Marquis, and say goodbye!"
Mingyue, a little girl who came from the military camp, and two guards rode out to meet Song Wen, and then everyone followed the Khitan cavalry straight to the east.
Brother Yelushan thought for a long time and returned to the palace... As soon as he entered the door, he saw his father's confidant butler waiting outside the gate.
"I met the third prince..."
The old housekeeper seemed a little sad, and with his gray hair, he knelt down on one knee and saluted... Brother Yelushan suddenly felt that something was wrong and hurriedly stepped forward to help him.
"Butler Lu...what's wrong?"
Butler Lu looked at Brother Yelushan, narrowed his eyes and smiled: "I have been following the prince for almost forty years. I can guess what the prince means without having to say anything... This time, the old slave is talkative and meddlesome, openly
I got involved in the affairs between several princes and made the prince unhappy..."
"Father wants to..."
Butler Lu shook his head and said with a smile: "You don't have to worry, Your Majesty, it's okay... In the past few years, I have considered and arranged many things in advance. As long as the Third Prince is careful and careful, you won't be disappointed!"
"Where are you going, Uncle Lu?"
"My ancestors were from Datong Prefecture, but I have never gone back to worship my ancestors in my life... so I beg the prince to show mercy and let me go back to find out if the tombs of my ancestors are still there! With this farewell, my wish has been fulfilled.
Enough, seeing the prince growing up and becoming more talented, this old slave can be considered worthy of the princess’s life-saving grace! The day when the prince will show his great ambitions is not far away..."
Brother Yelushan sighed softly and gently grabbed the old housekeeper's arm... This old housekeeper was a down-and-out scholar who was saved by Brother Yelushan's mother on the road when she was young. He never left after being taken as a domestic slave.
Pass by the Grand Prince's Mansion in the South Courtyard.
More than ten years ago, Butler Lu began to gradually win the trust of King Yeluqi of the South Academy, and slowly began to take over the position of general manager of the palace. He even secretly helped Brother Yelushan maintain his position, and it was Brother Yelushan who competed for the right to inherit the title of eldest son.
's right-hand assistant.
"Uncle Lu...don't worry! Brother Yelushan won't let you down...take good care of yourself, Datong Mansion is waiting for me!"
The old housekeeper nodded and shook his head, sighed slightly, turned around and left slowly... A lonely carriage had been waiting at the corner of the palace for a long time.
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Five days later, the little girl, eager to return home, rode up to a white sandy slope... then raised her little nose and took a deep breath of the air with a slight sea smell!
"Brother Wen, I smell the sea!"
This is the junction of Song and Liao, and a little further north is the Shengyun Water Village of the Liao Kingdom, which contains dozens of shabby wooden boats and hundreds of half-dead Liao navy.
The Song Dynasty was even more shameless. For more than a hundred miles south from this white sand slope, except for some extremely poor fishermen who fled their homes, there was not even a decent military or water village!
There are a few guard posts on the land, and some of the guard troops sent by Kuhaha are stationed in them, which is a veritable army of thieves... If you can have a full stomach, you have to burn high incense. Who has the heart to patrol the border?
Those who smuggled goods from Liaodong and Goryeo all went to the Dengzhou area. There were connections around the several smuggling sites from Liao Dynasty. Who would come to this inhospitable place?
There is a small river here called Luoshui River. It flows into the sea in a winding way, but it is impossible for large boats to pass.
One hundred Khitan cavalry changed their clothes in order not to attract attention, leaving fifty to guard the camp and another fifty to escort Song Wen straight to the beach at the mouth of the river.
From a distance, Song Wen saw a group of people lined up quietly on the beach. There were several small boats parked in the river bend. There were about a dozen large boats swaying on the sea far away.
The little girl immediately became excited when she saw the shadow of the big ship... "Big ship! It's our sea dragon ship, my father's ship... Hahaha... Isn't it awesome?"
Song Wen smiled and said: "How about three ships as dowry?"
The little girl's face turned red... "Bah! Shameless... What a profiteer! The prince of the Liao people did not misjudge you..."
Twenty or thirty fast horses left the beach and headed straight for Song Wen. It was the Anchun group and the two brothers Wu Kungui and Wu Zhonggui who had just returned from the other side of the Bohai Sea by boat!
The twenty Qingshan Camp guards who arrived after An Chun were now neatly dressed in Qingshan Camp robes and light armor weapons that had been hidden along the way. Each of them carried a felt hat with red tassels fluttering on the top.
Behind him, the short black cloak fluttered in the wind, the shining saber...the hand crossbow buckler next to the saddle, and...what the heck, there was actually a string of black gunpowder shells hanging in the leather pouch behind the saddle bridge!
The horror of gunpowder bombs has been secretly spread among the troops of Xijin Prefecture of Daliao... The eldest prince won first and then lost. It is said that all of them were thanks to the strange firearms tinkered by the Song Dynasty.
The centurion of the Khitan cavalry who led the team was slightly shocked when he looked at the Qingshan Camp cavalry who were dressed somewhat similar to the Forbidden Army of the Song Dynasty. The opposite was an old rival of the Khitan warriors of the Liao Dynasty... but he had never heard of it in the Song Dynasty.
Such an elite cavalry! Could it be that... it was the Jingsai cavalry that was not divided up by Jiang Men in the early Song Dynasty? Didn't that cavalry disappear long ago?
Song Wen nodded with satisfaction to An Chun, who was supporting him. He turned around and bowed his hand to the Khitan centurion: "See you all the way. Thank you very much, Centurion Hollywood! If there is a chance, I will wait for you again.
Let’s meet and drink.”
Centurion Hehuoli cupped his hands and said, "Thank you so much, Mr. Song, for the compliment. I will take my leave now... Mr. Song, take care!"
"Take care, Hollywood Centurion!"
He Huoli turned around and rode away with the Khitan cavalry who were a little curious, a little angry and a little envious... The two Wu Kungui brothers next to him were astonished and said with envy: "Song Langjun is really powerful, and he can let this Khitan prince's palace
The personal guards escorted you all the way... It's amazing! Brother An Chun's outfit will make the Khitan people across from him burst into envy... Hahahaha!"
Song Wen raised his hands and asked: "You two, how is the master of Dahuze Island?"
Wu Kungui nodded: "Our leader is in good health, but he is a little worried these days..."
The little girl was still fooling around with Uncle Wu Zhonggui. When she heard this, she opened her eyes and asked, "Who dares to make my father worried? Let's catch up with them and sink their ship..."
Wu Zhonggui quickly winked and asked his young lady to be more reserved, and then said to Song Wen: "There is a group of Korean thieves who have also taken a fancy to Sanxian Island, saying that there are already the tombs of their ancestors and thatched huts on it... Do you want to make an appointment?
There are more than 20 clippers coming from North Jingzhou in Goryeo! During this period, the clippers in the hands of the big boss are busy transporting supplies and baggage, and he has no time to deal with them, but he has to sit on Sanxian Island to guard against their sneak attacks...
That’s why I didn’t come to greet my uncle…”
"Cough cough cough..." Seeing his nonsense, the big ghost quickly coughed hard to interrupt him... Then he said to Song Wen: "Mr. Song, don't worry! As long as we are all here, those Korean thieves can't make trouble!"
"
Song Wen nodded: "Have you sent anyone to ask for help from the Dengzhou navy stronghold? It should be easy for the navy to deal with a group of Korean thieves..."
The big ghost sighed: "First of all, the navy doesn't like us... Secondly, I heard that they are almost too poor to open the pot now!"
Song Wen slapped his forehead... Gao Qiu, this old bastard, still thinks the money is not enough? Is it necessary to withhold such a small amount of military expenditure and food pay?