"The man we arrested last night said he was a high official in your Dasheng and asked you to redeem him with money. Do you want to redeem him?"
The iron pagoda outside the city gate is wearing a helmet, half of its face is covered by a visor, and its face cannot be seen clearly.
The leader of the guards excitedly grabbed Yang Xuan's sleeve: "Sir, Master Yang, my master is not dead yet."
Yang Xuan nodded and shouted to the people on the grassland outside: "You said you let us redeem him with money, how do we know if he is still alive?"
Tiefutu took out his bow and arrow, then took out a piece of white cloth from his arms, tied it to the arrow, and shot the arrow up to the top of the city with a whoosh.
The guard quickly took off the arrow, took off the white cloth on it, and opened it to see that it turned out to be a blood letter.
There is not much written on it, which means that he has made an agreement with the grassland people and wants to redeem him with thirteen thousand taels of silver. At the end of the letter, he begs Yang Xuan, saying that he will pay back the money when he comes back.
The guard immediately knelt down and kowtowed to Yang Xuan: "Master Yang, you must save my master, please."
Yang Xuan couldn't help but sigh that this guard was really loyal. He patted the guard on the shoulder and said: "Don't worry, as long as Mr. Tan is still alive, I will redeem him no matter how much it costs."
Then he continued to shout towards the outside of the city: "I have money, how can we trade?"
The Tiefutu nodded: "As long as you are willing to redeem the person, I will bring the person later, and we will pay the money with one hand and the person with the other."
Seeing the other party leaving gracefully, Yang Xuan showed a triumphant smile on his lips.
Yang Xuan had plenty of money. Thirteen thousand taels was not a big sum for him, but he did not pay this money out of his own pocket, but from the account of the Commerce Department Yamen.
What if that old boy Tan Yuan defaults on his debt? But if it's the court's money, he wouldn't dare to default on it.
The Iron Buddha did not break its promise, and in less than an hour, the Iron Buddha, with more than a dozen riders and horses covered in armor, appeared outside the city gate.
At the same time, everyone also saw Tan Yuan who was in a state of embarrassment.
"As you can see, your senior official is still alive."
The leader of Tiefu Tu stretched his bow and nocked an arrow, and shot an arrow in the direction of the city gate. The arrow stuck on the ground, still some distance away from the city gate.
"Where the arrow is, that's where we trade. You send one person over with the money, and I'll take your high officials over there. I'll hand over the person with one hand and the money with the other."
The arrow is within the range of the city's bow and arrow, and also within the range of the opponent's bow. This transaction method is considered fair.
Naturally, Yang Xuan had no objection. Tan Yuan's bodyguard immediately wanted to carry the money over to make a deal, but was stopped by Yang Xuan.
"Zhang Junbao, you go and trade."
The guard was a little anxious: "Mr. Yang, this is not good. If the other party takes advantage of the money and refuses to let him go, we will lose both our people and money."
Zhang Junbao glared: "What, do you mean you look down on me?"
The guard ignored him at all, and still said to Yang Xuan: "Master Yang, human life is at stake, please be careful, Master Yang."
As soon as he finished speaking, the guard saw a black shadow passing by, and then he felt himself rising into the air and falling directly from the top of the city.
Although the wall of the earthen fort is not high, it is more than three meters high. If you fall down, you will break your muscles and bones.
However, just as he was grabbing at it with both hands, a strong force came from behind, and the falling force turned into a sideways movement, and he slid far away while sticking to the ground.
When he came to his senses, he saw that the kid Zhang Junbao had already left the city carrying the box of silver.
One is a heavily armored knight of the Iron Pagoda who rides on a tall horse and has a body as strong as a hill. The other is a little book boy who is only 1.5 meters tall and has delicate features.
Two figures walked opposite each other in the snow, forming a huge contrast. Behind the horses of Tiefutu was a staggering Master Tan tied with a rope.
But everything went smoothly. Zhang Junbao put the box of silver on the ground, opened the lid and showed it to the other party. The Tiefutu also got off his horse and led Mr. Tan over to collect the money.
After being pushed by the other party, Mr. Tan staggered towards the city gate and ran towards the city gate. After running a certain distance, he shouted: "Shoot the arrow, shoot the arrow, shoot the thief to death."
The tiefutu immediately drew out his scimitar and tried to hold Zhang Junbao hostage, but Zhang Junbao just kicked the opponent lightly on the wrist, and at the same time used the force to float back a few meters away, then spread his hands and made a non-aggressive gesture.
Come on.
There was no one on the city wall with a bow or arrow.
The iron Buddha snorted, gave Zhang Junbao a thumbs-up gesture, then picked up the box, got on his horse, and rode away.
Master Tan staggered all the way into the city gate, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. His feet softened and he fell to the snow. The guard hurried forward to help him.
After he had taken a breath, Yang Xuan also walked over calmly, but before Yang Xuan could speak, Master Tan roared: "Why didn't you shoot the arrow? The thief was right in front of you, but you let him go."
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‘Crack!’
A loud slap hit Mr. Tan's face, knocking him unconscious.
"Your life is life, but the lives of my men are not life?"
Yang Xuan stared at him fiercely and said: "That's the Iron Buddha. Do you think the arrow can penetrate his armor? My men are right in front of him. When you shout about firing arrows, do you want to kill the thief, or do you want to shoot the thief?"
Harm my men?"
In fact, Mr. Tan didn't think so much at all at the time. He just thought that if he could keep the Iron Buddha Temple, he would save a lot of money. As for the child's life, it was not within the scope of his consideration at all.
This time, not even his most loyal guard opened his mouth to speak for him.
Mr. Tan finally came to his senses, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and finally he handed over his hand: "Thank you Mr. Yang for your help. This money will be returned after I respond to Tianfu."
Yang Xuan waved his hand and said: "It's okay. You can just hand over the money to the Ministry of Revenue when the time comes. This money will come from the customs."
After saying that, Yang Xuan turned around and left. Tan Yuan's behavior was really disgusting.
When Zhang Junbao passed by Tan Yuan, he also glared at him fiercely, then sighed and followed Yang Xuan.
"Bold."
Tan Yuan's temper grew again, and just as he was about to lose his temper, he was dragged away by his guards.
Perhaps due to the cold or fright, Mr. Tan developed a high fever that night, which lasted for three days before he gradually got better.
The heavy snow came intermittently, almost never stopping, and the roads were all covered with heavy snow. In this kind of weather, it was impossible to go back on the road, so Tan Yuan could only stay in the inn.
During this period of time, he was living like a year. Now in Tumubao, he is the most disliked person. He smashed Hong Romantic, so naturally he can't go there again. But even when he goes to other restaurants, he is treated with cold eyes and even pointed out behind his back.
He was pointedly and talked about, and it could be said that he was looked down upon by people wherever he went.
Tan Yuan had never experienced such anger, but he had no choice but to stay in the inn without leaving home.
The purpose of his trip was to find trouble and loopholes in the bank, but at this time, the roads were blocked by heavy snow, there were no merchants, and the banks were basically closed. There was no chance, so he had to wait until the end of the year.
