"What happened to the Xingren Division in the south of Liao Kingdom?" Han Qing frowned, doubtful, "He actually confessed so quickly? Are you sure he wasn't confused by the river water and made up his identity randomly?"
No wonder he couldn't believe it. In the spy movies he saw in his previous life, the spies on both sides were all tough, calm, wise and courageous people. Even if they were unfortunately captured by the enemy, they would be tortured and never give in.
And in the past six months or so, the craftsmen he has caught are either as shameless as the second-tailed son Ma Qingyun, or as weak and soft as this Mazhuleg. They are far different from the fixed impressions of his life.
"It shouldn't be a random fabrication. Otherwise, after being exposed, wouldn't he die faster?" Wu You had no fixed impression of spies. He thought about it and shook his head slightly. "In addition, the Maitreya cult that I captured
Ma Qiushi, a disciple of the Buddha, also identified Mazhuleg as the senior official of Nanmian Xingren Division!"
With a Buddhist disciple from the Maitreya sect to testify, the possibility of Mazhuleg's random confession is very small. Han Qing nodded lightly and said with a smile, "When I am free later, you can send Mazhuleg and
Ma Fuzi, come together to the Chinese military tent and let me hear what important military information he has in exchange for your life?"
Wu You said yes, but did not go to lead Xizuo immediately. Instead, he followed Han Qing, helping him, handling military affairs together, and counting the results of the war.
On the Yellow River, the operation to rescue the people continues, and the latest progress and results are constantly being sent to the Chinese military account.
After rescuing the people to the south bank of the Yellow River, they cannot be allowed to fend for themselves. Housing, food and drink, evacuation and settlement for thousands of people are all problems.
Therefore, even with Wu Fu's help, Han Qing was still busy until the sun set, and Han Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to order people to take Ma Zhulege with him, he saw Dou Rong and Xu Ziling holding helmets.
A, both stood behind him.
"Why are you two here? It's hot, so be careful if you get prickly heat from your armor!" He stood up from his seat and asked with a smile.
"We are here to serve as your bodyguards, so that no one will get in trouble again!" Dou Rong said confidently without any hesitation.
"I, I am also here to be your bodyguard. I brought this thing. My sister said that even if I don't know martial arts, I can still help." Xu Ziling was afraid that Han Qing would scold her, so she shrank back, and then raised herself
weapons.
It was a musket made of iron pipes by Han Qing and Dou Rong when they were escaping. They were loaded with gunpowder and iron sand and ignited. Within ten steps, they could startle their opponents.
Han Qing's original purpose of making the musket was to deal with Ye Qinglian. Now that Ye Qinglian had become friends, the musket was shelved. Unexpectedly, Dou Rong gave the musket to Xu Ziling in order to guard against assassins.
Although he was in a panic when he was hunted down, with Dou Rong by his side, Han Qing felt the existence of love for the first time in his life.
Now that he saw the old things, his heart was filled with tenderness in an instant.
Anyway, the mountain was high and the emperor was far away, so the officials couldn't see it. Han Qing thought for a moment and simply ordered two brocade stools to be moved and asked Dou Rong and Xu Ziling to sit on them respectively and interrogate the spies with him.
Wu You and others were not surprised by Han Qing's doting on his wives and concubines. They walked out and happily escorted Ma Zhuleg and Ma Qiushi, who had been standing outside all afternoon, into the Chinese army tent.
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Ma Zhuleg was a monk, wearing a wet monk's robe. Ma Qiushi was known as a Buddhist, so of course he dressed up as a family member. Two Liao assassins knelt down to beg for mercy, their bare heads reflecting each other.
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Han Qing couldn't help laughing when he first looked over. He lowered his head, endured it again and again, then raised his head again and asked seriously: "Who is Majuleg? Stand up and speak."
"Thank you for mentioning the sentence!" Majuleg was overjoyed and immediately got up from the ground, clasped his hands and saluted Han Qing again, "The young monk is Majuleg. He was coerced by Xiao Moke, the deputy general manager of the Southern Pedestrian Department of the Liao Kingdom.
He had no choice but to do something for him, and his sin was very serious. Today, thanks to being sentenced to prison, the young monk finally escaped from the sea of suffering."
"You do know how to talk!" Han Qing frowned slightly and mocked in a low voice.
Knowing that there was a thorn in Han Qing's words, Mazhuleg saluted again and explained seriously, "What the young monk just said came from the bottom of his heart. The young monk did go astray once, but today,
At the moment when he fell into the water, he seemed to have received instructions from the Buddha. Yesterday's Majuleg was dead. Today's Majuleg must wash away his past sins in order to achieve great liberation."
He said it so seriously that Han Qing could no longer ridicule him. He frowned again and said in a deep voice, "Since you want to clear your former sins, Han will give you a chance. You asked Yuan earlier
The commander reported that there is an urgent military situation, you can tell me now!"
"This..." Mazhuleg turned his big, smooth head and looked left and right, "This matter is of great importance, so please ask Xing Ping to retreat."
"There are no untrustworthy people in the Chinese army tent, except for you and Ma Fozi!" Han Qingcai would not give Mazhuleg a chance to make further progress, and decisively refused without even thinking about it.
"Then please ask someone to escort Ma Fozi out of the tent first." Mazhuleg didn't insist, clasped his hands together, and settled for the next best thing.
This request is not too much. Han Qing thought for a moment and nodded lightly.
However, before the order was given, the soldiers took Maitreya Buddhist disciple Ma Qiushi out of the Chinese army tent. The latter had already straightened his neck and shouted loudly, "Don't fall for his deception when it comes to punishment, this guy just wants to
The information must be sold at a good price. He knows it, and so does the young monk. The young monk does not need you to reject anyone, he can confess now!"
"You shameless fake monk! How do you know what I want to report to Ti Xing?" Mazhuleg was so anxious that he turned his head and kicked Ma Qiushi in the head, "The secret I know
, how can a guy like you who doesn’t even have a rank be able to get in touch with it?”
How could Ma Qiushi be willing to be kicked by him? He immediately raised his chained hands to block the flying kick, "Of course I know, isn't it Li Fushou, the commander of the army, who raised troops to respond to the Liao army? Even you gave him
All the money Li Fushou bought was sent to his house with the help of my people, how could I not know that he is with you!"
Before Mazhuleg could attack again, he tried his best to dodge to the side and added loudly, "Ti Xing, don't listen to him. He wants to exchange his life for the secret that Ting Xing will inevitably discover.
Next to Li Fushou, there are two commanders, Li Jing and Zhou Quan, who have also defected to the Liao Kingdom. There is also a group of Taoist priests from Baiyunguan who have agreed to go to Bianliang for them to spread rumors and slander you.
The Emperor of the Song Dynasty replaced you so that they could cross the Yellow River..."
