The days passed day by day, and in a blink of an eye it was July 15th.
For seven full days, the father of the Wei family in Longxi did not receive Zhao Yuanyan, the officiating officer of the Daliang delegation.
Even a person like Zhao Yuanyan, who puts the overall situation first, felt angry in his heart.
He was very disappointed with the Wei family in Longxi, or at least with the current emperor of the Wei family in Longxi.
"Pack your things and we'll leave the city at dusk."
Zhao Yuanyan asked three Zongwei to send a message to the officials of the Ministry of Rites in the post house.
It must be said that this decision made the officials of the Ministry of Public Rites very happy, and they knew what it meant.
However, at this time, Lord Yao Zhao Sheng came to visit Zhao Yuanyan again. Compared to the previous days, he had a bit of a smile on his face today.
"Brother of the clan." Zhao Sheng, the king of Yao Zhu, sat down in front of the table where Zhao Yuanyan was sitting and drinking, and said with a bit of joy: "I just asked someone to ask, and Junfu has agreed to meet the clan brother tomorrow.
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"Tomorrow?" Zhao Yuanyan put down his wine glass and asked seriously: "It's not today, but tomorrow, right?"
"Today..." Zhao Sheng, Lord Yao, was stunned for a moment and explained: "It will be getting late today, so it will be inconvenient..." However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Zhao Yuanyan raising his hand.
Zhao Yuanyan still feels very good about Yao Zhujun Zhao Sheng these days, perhaps because Zhao Sheng, Yao Zhujun, is also a member of the Zhao family with the surname Ji, or because he is not as self-righteous as other Longxi people.
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Therefore, Zhao Yuanyan said with some apology: "Brother Xian, our Daliang envoy will leave Ancheng around dusk today..."
"This..." Yao Zhujun Zhao Sheng's smile froze on his face. He turned to look at the bed in the room, and sure enough he saw several packed luggage placed on the bed.
He suddenly became anxious and repeatedly advised: "Brother, please don't be impulsive. You have been waiting here for seven days, and now you only have this last night left..."
The smile on Zhao Yuanyan's face slowly faded, and he said seriously: "Brother, regarding the Wei family in Longxi, there are constant disputes in our Great Wei Dynasty. Some people hope to live in harmony with you, while others are very afraid of your arrival.
....... Therefore, there are two voices in our Daliang mission this time. Brother Yu represents the goodwill of our Zhao family, but it has been rejected by your father. ...... Therefore, what follows
Brother Yu can’t get in the conversation anymore.”
Yao Zhujun Zhao Sheng was shocked when he heard this, and the face of a young junior suddenly appeared in his mind.
He licked his lips and murmured: "That good nephew, could it be possible that..."
"Hongrun?" Zhao Yuanyan chuckled and said slowly: "I'm afraid this son is mobilizing troops and generals... Since he said he will attack you after the seven-day deadline, then after the seven-day deadline, that is, tomorrow, he will definitely
We will send troops to surround Ancheng."
"He...how many troops can he mobilize?" Zhao Sheng, Lord Yao, asked nervously.
Zhao Yuanyan shook his head slightly, and then said to Zhao Sheng, the king of Yao: "Brother Yu doesn't know the details. Brother Yu only knows that when Hongrun conquered Chu, he commanded an army of 200,000."
"Two hundred thousand..."
Zhao Sheng, Lord Yao, was shocked. He knew that an army of 200,000 people could start a large-scale national war.
At this time, Zhao Yuanyan's clan guard chief "Liang Liu" came in, clasped his fists and said, "Your Majesty, it's almost time, we have to leave."
"Hmm." Zhao Yuanyan nodded and was about to stand up to leave when he saw Yao Lord Zhao Sheng grabbing his sleeve and saying anxiously: "Brother, please don't leave the city!"
Zhao Yuanyan took a deep look at Yao Lord Zhao Sheng, and at the same time, Zongwei Liang Liu squinted his eyes and showed hostility towards Yao Lord Zhao Sheng.
Seeing this, Zhao Sheng, Lord Yao, quickly let go of his hand and said eagerly: "Brother, please don't misunderstand me, I just..." Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and said hurriedly: "It's not dusk yet, there is still time.
, I will go see your father immediately."
After saying that, he turned around and left, his steps very hasty.
Seeing this, Zhao Yuanyan was silent for a moment and asked Liang Liu: "Liang Liu, should I wait?"
Liang Liu smiled brightly when he heard this and said: "Even if the prince waits one more night and goes to see the prince tomorrow, there is no guarantee that the prince will not ridicule the prince... Your Majesty, let's leave it to His Highness Prince Su, His Highness Prince Su.
It will teach these arrogant Longxi people how to face our Wei royal family."
Zhao Yuanyan pondered for a moment, then nodded and sighed: "I'm just afraid that this guy doesn't have a good grasp of the scale and goes too far...that's all, let's go."
"Yes!" Liang Liu responded with cupped fists.
After a while, the Daliang delegation quietly left Ancheng.
At this time, Zhao Sheng, the king of Yao, had already met the father of the Wei family in Longxi and reported the matter to the latter.
Unexpectedly, instead of changing his mind, the father of the Wei family immediately sent someone to summon the Daliang envoy. Instead, he became furious: "Send troops to conquer my Wei family? That brat? How dare he?!"
Mr. Wei's father cursed loudly, and then received the news that the Daliang delegation had left through the South City Gate.
The father of the Wei family was frightened and angry, and cursed: "Okay, let's start the war. I want to see how the little brat from the branch family is going to "conquer" my Wei family! ... Pass my order and call the soldiers in the city.
Prepare to challenge!"
Zhao Sheng, the king of Yao, wanted to persuade him again, but was driven out by the angry father of the Wei family.
After much deliberation, Zhao Sheng, the king of Yao, was at his wits' end and immediately rode a horse out of the city to chase the Daliang delegation where Zhao Yuanyan was, hoping to save the situation.
At this time, Zhao Yuanyan and the Daliang delegation had returned to the place where they camped seven days ago. There, Zhao Hongrun and the 500 imperial guards were still staying in place.
In that campsite, Zhao Yuanyan saw Zhao Hongrun, who was sitting by the campfire, slowly roasting a skinned prey.
Zhao Yuanyan walked forward and sat on the log next to Zhao Hongrun.
Glancing at Zhao Yuanyan who was sitting next to him, Zhao Hongrun said with a strange tone and a smile: "Today's dinner is... Deng Deng Deng, roasted wolf meat."
After that, before anyone else could do anything, he sighed heavily.
It’s no wonder, after all, in Wei State, which is frequently plagued by wolves, wolf meat is indeed the least valuable game.
"Heh." Seeing Zhao Hongrun acting mischievously, Zhao Yuanyan couldn't help but chuckle, and then, without waiting for Zhao Hongrun to ask, he took the lead and said: "As you said, going to Ancheng this time did not go smoothly... Mr. Wei
Father, it seems that he is not a generous person."
"Oh." Zhao Hongrun responded lightly, and then asked: "Second uncle, where are sixth uncles? Didn't they go out of the city with you?"
Zhao Yuanyan shook his head and said: "Yesterday, I sent someone to inform Yuanli and remind him to leave the city at dusk today. But Uncle Liu didn't care, saying that you and I don't have to worry about him."
"Oh." Zhao Hongrun nodded again, but he was inevitably a little curious: Uncle Liu, does he have an old acquaintance in the Longxi Wei family who can be entrusted with safety?
As he was thinking, suddenly there was the sound of horse hooves in the distance.
Zhao Hongrun looked up and found that it was Zhao Sheng, Lord Yao, again.
Because he had a good impression of Yao Lord Zhao Sheng, Zhao Hongrun did not ask anyone to stop him, so that Yao Lord Zhao Sheng rode his mount and came to the bonfire without any hindrance, and saw Zhao Hongrun and Zhao Yuanyan in front of them.
But after the Yao Lord Zhao Sheng got off his horse and greeted Zhao Yuanyan and Zhao Hongrun, he didn't know what to say at this moment.
With a heavy sigh, he also sat down by the campfire.
Seeing this, Zhao Hongrun shrugged and said with a smile: "Wolf meat is a specialty of the Wei Dynasty. If you don't mind, Master Zhao Sheng can have a taste of it."
Yao Zhujun Zhao Sheng smiled, but his smile was very forced.
Deep down in his heart, he wanted to persuade Zhao Hongrun and Zhao Yuanyan to change their minds more than once, but when he opened his mouth, he found that nothing could come out.
After an unknown amount of time, the ground beneath my feet began to tremble slightly.
"Earthquake? No, this is..."
Zhao Sheng, Lord Yao, suddenly stood up and looked into the distance. Then, he was horrified to see that to the north, south, and east, one after another troops wearing black armor were slowly moving towards the campsite.
Come.
He squinted his eyes to carefully identify the military flags.
"Shang Shui Army...Yan Ling Army...hiss, this number..."
Taking a breath of air, Zhao Sheng, Lord Yao, turned to look at Zhao Hongrun, only to see that the latter was still biting into a roasted wolf leg, angrily complaining about the thick meat while chewing it.
"Tap tap tap——"
"Tap tap tap——"
As the troops gradually approached the camp, the originally scattered marching footsteps gradually turned into neat steps, and then these armies surrounded the camp.
"The entire army - rest where you are -!"
As a general shouted, tens of thousands of Wei soldiers in black armor sat down, took out their pockets, and began to chew dry food silently.
"Gu..."
Zhao Sheng, Lord Yao, swallowed his saliva, feeling rather horrified.
He didn't know how many black-armored Wei soldiers there were around him. Fifty thousand? Sixty thousand? Or more.
However, among such a large number of Wei soldiers, no one made any noise. They were all chewing dry food silently, as if to replenish their physical strength for the upcoming battle.
This is a firm will that can only be honed by veterans who have been on the battlefield many times.
Looking back at the bonfire, Zhao Sheng, Lord Yao, saw strange generals sitting down around the bonfire one after another.
"Want to eat?" Zhao Hongrun shook the roasted wolf meat in his hand towards the generals.
The generals all showed expressions of indifference in their gratitude - the wolf meat, which they had long been tired of, was as tempting to them as fried rice.
After an unknown amount of time, a certain King Su finally gnawed away the piece of roasted wolf leg in his hand. He casually threw a wolf leg bone aside and sucked on his greasy fingers.
As if he had a premonition of something, Zhao Yuanyan asked in a deep voice: "Why don't you wait until the sun rises tomorrow?"
"Heh." Zhao Hongrun blinked and said with a smile: "My nephew is still used to counting days according to the hour."
"Oh?" Zhao Yuanyan asked slightly surprised when he heard this: "You are so confident. As far as I know, there are many Longxi soldiers in Ancheng."
"Ha." Zhao Hongrun chuckled and said lightly: "In fact, Ancheng is already in the hands of my nephew, but those people don't know it... Second uncle, please rest here for a while."
With that said, he stood up, licked the last bit of his greasy thumb, and shouted in a deep voice: "Let's go! The target... Ancheng!"
"Oh-oh——"
The nearby Wei soldiers stood up like a wave, raised their arms and shouted.