Talk about love first and then negotiate

"What's wrong with him?" The Hongmao, who rushed over after hearing the news, hurried over and saw a young man who was only sixteen or seventeen years old lying under the tree, with a bloated abdomen, and his veins were floating on his swollen belly like earthworms. His face was swollen, and his yellow and green skin made people feel cold.

"Oh! I've eaten too much wild vegetables. This kid couldn't stand it. He picked a few unrecognizable fruits to eat. He thought he was poisoned," Xie Zhongcai stood up from the man and sighed.

When the Hong Maid heard this, she frowned. She squatted down to see the man's uncomfortable appearance and said, "It's not a solution to hold it up like this. Get some mountain spring water to pour it into him, and find a way to make him vomit and diarrhea and drain the poison first."

"Yes!" Several personal soldiers immediately ran away. Xie Zhongbao frowned and said, "Ying'er, dragging it like this is not a solution. The officers and soldiers refused to enter the mountains to encircle and suppress it. They just blocked the exit. We can't escape even if we want to. But if we drag it like this, we don't have to beat ourselves up. Should we send the stored grain to our brothers to cushion the belly first?"

Feng Lei immediately objected: "No! Now that all the food is exhausted, it is really over. The officers and soldiers surrounded the mountains, the longer the loopholes will appear. We will always find opportunities. Now that we eat up all the food, we will seek death."

Xie Zhongcai glared and cursed, "You boy understand? The problem is how to stand up now? At this time, wild vegetables are old and not much can be eaten. Wild fruits and wild animals can withstand more than 5,000 of us. Fortunately, there are green mountains here, and horses are not a problem, otherwise... Humph!"

The Hongmao paced anxiously for a while and sighed, "Don't argue anymore, let's do this, kill the war horses and wounded horses that have already died in battle, and stew some meat for everyone first. Otherwise, everyone will not be able to bear it. Feng Lei, find a few brothers to continue to explore the surrounding mountains, observe the garrison of the officers and soldiers, find out the weaknesses, and strive to break through as soon as possible."

Feng Lei was obedient to her orders. Since Yang Hu's death, Feng Lei, who has been secretly in love with Cui Ying'er, felt that his hopes increased greatly. Looking at the fairy daughter in his mind, she was simply nowhere to love from head to toe. I guess Cui Ying'er now gave him an order to jump off the cliff, so he could also happily execute it. So when he heard her order, he didn't want to lead someone to execute it immediately.

The Hongmao walked up the hillside. The wind was blowing, and her clothes were trembling. She looked into the distance along the endless mountains. Her heart couldn't help but tremble: "If all the more than 5,000 people died here, what should I do if the elderly, weak, women and children in the Taihang Mountains do? They were trapped in the mountains and couldn't get out, and the food was almost eaten up. This winter..."

The heartache of Hongniang was about to be bleeding: "Does so many people die with us? Can the third uncle and aunt take good care of him, right? They don't know his true identity. This child will have no father or mother for the rest of his life. If they can't stand the mountain and fall into the hands of the officers and soldiers, then..."

The Hongniang's lips trembled, and the feeling of helplessness made her feel so lonely. God. What should I do? I tried my best to abandon the hope of being with him, abandon the happiness I could get, and strive to protect the uncles and brothers in the old village, the women and children, the sick and disabled, but now do you want to let all my efforts go to waste?

Xie Zongcai Xie Zongbao and his brothers looked at Ying'er's somewhat thin body, looked at each other, and sighed silently. They were helpless with the current situation and were in a low mood. They didn't even have the strength to quarrel.

"Miss! Miss! Someone went up the mountain and called the sign language code of our Cuijia Old Village, saying that there was an urgent matter to see you." A brother from the Cuijia Old Camp ran over panting.

"You are calling the old camp sign language?" Hong Niang was a little puzzled and asked hurriedly: "Where is the person?"

The brother said, "I'm just escorting here, I'll come here first to report, look, look."

Mistress Hong followed his gesture to look down the mountain. On the rugged mountain road, a few people were walking up the mountain. Mistress Hong couldn't help but said, "I'll go and see who it is."

Xie Zhongcai and his brothers looked at each other and hurriedly followed. Their second brother Cheng Laoshi disappeared from the battle of the Yangtze River Ferry. They always thought that their second brother had died at the ferry by the river. Now someone called the old camp sign language and couldn't help but give them a glimmer of hope. If the person coming was the second brother, the people from the old camp would certainly recognize it, but maybe who he sent.

The Hongniang stopped the visitor on the road halfway up. Several of his subordinates had bowed their fists and greeted the young lady. The surrounded man also followed suit and bowed. He looked like a green forest hero.

Hong Niang looked him up and down and looked familiar, but the old village seemed to have no such person, so she confused Hong Niang. She had seen Dabang Tui when she was treating Tang Yixian in Yangyuan, Shanxi, but Dabang Tui was just a personal soldier at that time and was not very noticeable. Moreover, Hong Niang Tui's thinking was framed by the word Laozhai, and she didn't even remember it for a while.

She also returned a tribute according to the rules of Green Forest and said hesitantly: "I wonder which mountain head of this hero was sent by this hero? Why do you understand the name of my Cui Family Village?"

Dabangcui bowed his hand and said in a Shandong Laiyang accent: "Go back to Cui Dazhong's family, the brother's surname is Liu, and he was sent by Yang Dazhong in Weiwuling. If you have important matters, please avoid the matter because of the secret."

The Hongniang was completely confused, and the Xie brothers looked at each other. No one had ever heard of this person, Weiwuling? Which mountain is that? The accent should be from Shandong. Could there be such a hero on the Taihang Mountains in Shandong that would have found this place at such a critical moment?"

The Hongniang waved her hand and said, "You guys retreat!"

The brothers under his command quickly flew away. Liu Dabangcui looked at the Xie brothers behind the Hongniang and said dryly: "These two old men are so old and curious, and they are so serious? Our boss Yang said that the law does not pass on Liu Er, so he can only say that it will be heard by Miss Cui. Now you two are just Liu Er. How do you say, brothers, how can I speak? If you want to talk about these Liu Er, we are..... The boss is really good at calculating."

The Hongniang smiled slightly and looked back and said softly: "Uncle Fifth and Uncle Six, you can avoid it, he can't hurt me."

The Xie brothers naturally knew that Hong Niangzi was very good at kung fu, not lower than his own, so they nodded and retreated. The big stick took a few steps to the weeds on the side, stood under a picked wild corn seed tree, and waved, "Hey. Come here."

The big stick man was tall and big, and he looked naive and funny in this posture. The Hongniangzi couldn't help laughing, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She pulled her clothes, walked over generously, and bowed, "I don't know who Yang Da Jia is, I won't hide it from you, Brother Liu. I, Hongniangzi, was ignorant and I have never heard of it. I would like to ask Brother Liu to say it carefully."

Dabangmai blinked the mung bean eyes and said sly: "How could you never hear about it? You have been living with each other for a while, uh... no, no, you live in the same house, in Yangyuan, Hua Yujun's house, have the girl some impression?"

The Hongniang was stunned for a moment. After careful reminiscing, her body suddenly shook and pointed at him and said tremblingly: "You... I remembered that you... you are him... you are his, you are the person around him!"

Isn’t Yang Dazhuo on the Weiwuling the Lord Yang Ling? The Hongniang’s hands were trembling. She swallowed and smiled bitterly. She said, “He……what did he ask you to do? See how embarrassed I am and how I die?”

Dabangcui said seriously: "Miss is such a bad word. We are the leader... Hahaha, this title is quite smooth. Cough cough, our Duke said that no matter the law and battlefield, he would turn it into a love field. The Duke had arrived at Jingjingyi. He said, "He is here to make up for you."

The red lady's face turned red and she said ashamed and annoyed, "That bastard......even said this to you?"

Dabanchui scratched his head strangely and said, "What's the point if you don't talk about it? He said so loudly in the small hotel in the capital. The little one has heard of it a long time ago. The girl is very concerned about this matter? Don't you want to ask our prince how to make up for you?"

The Hongmao stared at the big stick with her pretty eyes, wishing she could kick him into the valley. After a while, she held back and said, "Then what do he want to make up for................"

The Hongmaster's eyes suddenly lit up, and then it was like a thin cloud covering the moon. Not only did her eyes look, but her voice became hazy. She stuttered: "You said, he... wants to replenish the sky?.............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................."

"When I poke a big hole in the sky, if you still have the ability to fill it up for me, my Matchmaker will follow you and follow you for the rest of your life!"

Thinking of this sentence, the Hongmao's face turned red, her legs became weak, and her heart beat faster in her mouth. She suddenly realized that she had not only not forgotten that enemy, but now she heard that he was not only unhappy with the huge disaster he had caused, but also did not ruthlessly leave herself behind. She was actually both happy and expectant in her heart.

Cui Ying'er was very unreliable to find that her nose, who never cried, had a little soreness, as if she was about to cry. She had always been so strong, stronger than a man, how could she cry? Cui Ying'er tried hard to suck her nose, trying to control the tears that were about to fall, but when a gust of wind came, she still blew the clear tears down and fell on the grass leaves, like crystal dewdrops...

"What kind of defenders are there now?" Yang Ling looked at the red flag and blue flag on the sand table, observing the offensive and defensive layout of both sides, and asked at the same time.

Beside him was Luo Changming, the commander of Jingjingyi and Miao Kui. Miao Kui said: "In addition to Taihangyi strictly guarding all the important roads, the officers and soldiers responsible for trapping white-clothed bandits were mainly garrisons transferred from Taiyuan, Shanxi, Liaozhou and Hebei, Zhending, Mass and Zijing, and the formal troops were called too many and the burden was too heavy, so some of the troops were all drawn. However, in order to defend closely, we also transferred the militias in Taiyuan."

"The militia? It's only a few months. How many troops can the militia have? How powerful can it have? If a mediocre army is transferred, it will affect the combat effectiveness of the entire army." Although Yang Ling made up his mind to recruit the troops, he frowned when he heard the wrong command and dispatch, and immediately pointed it out.

The post commander smiled and explained: "The Duke of the State does not know that during the chaos in Hebei and Shandong, many refugees fled to Shanxi, and the source of troops was not a problem. Moreover, the Taiyuan Guard Commander Zhang Yin had done military preparations in Shaanxi. He had unique experience in recruiting soldiers, so Taiyuan regiment training recruitment was extremely fast.

Most of the northerners practice martial arts since childhood. Shanxi is an important area for border guards. The local people are almost half a soldier, and it is easier to train people recruited from the local area. Those who need to teach militia are basically just ranks and flag-based identification, so combat power is easy to form quickly. Now the Taiyuan Guard has nearly 20,000 militias, and although the combat power is not as strong as the border troops that have been fighting for many years, it is much stronger than the military forces of the garrison."

"What happened?" Yang Ling had only heard of such famous generals, such as Zhou Peigong and Zeng Guofan, who started their careers quickly with armed forces similar to militia, and their combat power was quickly formed. Unexpectedly, Zhang Yin, who had always been calm and ineffective in his impression, had this ability, and had underestimated him before. If this person was really a genius in training, he should have used it to complete the military transformation work as soon as possible.

Yang Ling thought secretly in his heart, nodded and said, "Well, then I'll feel relieved. As long as it can work, don't let the white-clothed bandit break out again."

Commander Luo said with a quick look: "Dude, we have been surrounded by mountains for six days. The white-clothed bandits have not had much food, and their combat power will definitely drop sharply. They are consuming military pay for tens of thousands of dollars a day. Do you think we should take his life while he is sick and launch an active attack as soon as possible. End the war as soon as possible?"

Yang Ling and Miao Kui looked at each other and smiled faintly, "Don't be anxious, the enemy is in danger and defending, and the attacker will suffer severe injuries. If we wait one more day, we will reduce the casualties of many soldiers. We are sure to win, fighter planes are in hand, and everything is in our hands. Why bother to be anxious for a while?"

Commander Luo said repeatedly: "Yes, yes. The Duke of the State is polite to the soldiers and has good intentions. The last general is impressed."

Yang Ling smiled and said, "Okay, Lord Luo is guarding the most important pass. Go back early to defend his position. My country's Duke has just arrived. This mountain road is difficult to walk, and I am extremely tired. Let me take a break. After I understand the offensive and defensive momentum, I will decide whether to attack the mountain or trap them to death."

"Yes!" Commander Luo took the order solemnly and stepped back. Seeing that there was no one else in the tent, Yang Ling whispered to Miao Kui: "I have arranged for people to go into the mountain to contact the white-clad bandits, and I believe there will be news soon. I think that the peace and pacification at this time will be a great hope for Hong Niangzi, who is at the end of the road.

However, the reason why this force can become our strange army is entirely because they are under the banner of the White Army, so this flag cannot be lost. The fewer generals who know that the peacekeeping mission, the better. The irrelevant people do not need to let them know. When I negotiate with them, I will definitely not be in the military camp. This requires you to cover it up. If the generals of various troops come to Jin to meet when I go out for negotiations, Eunuch Miao must be careful to deal with it so as not to arouse their suspicion."

Miao Kui smiled and said, "Don't worry, but the Duke must be careful that they are desperate and intend to take the Duke as hostage to break through. The guards must be thorough and be foolproof."

Yang Ling smiled and said, "I will pay attention."

As the two were talking, a personal soldier hurriedly approached and whispered to Yang Ling a few times. Yang Ling immediately said, "Eunuch Miao should rest too. There is news in the mountains. I'll go see you."

Dabangchui stood in the study and waited for Yang Ling to come in and immediately bowed to him. Yang Ling asked anxiously, "How? Have you ever seen her?"

Dabangcui said: "I have met you, and the Hongniang promised to meet the Duke tomorrow morning."

Yang Ling happily punched, thought for a while and asked again: "Did you see the situation on the mountain? What did the Hongniang say?"

Dabangcui said: "I didn't go up the mountain because I used the land of the old village of Heiyaki to teach the land of Cuijia Old Village. Hongniang thought it was from the old village, so she came down the mountain in person. I met her on the hillside."

He said carefully what he saw and heard. Yang Ling listened silently, nodded constantly, and then said: "It's great. You go down and rest first, and be more strict. Although Hongniang was illiterate, she had been in the green forest since she was a child and had a lot of knowledge. Moreover, her men were made up of several teams. Although the Cui family's old camp accounted for the majority, she would not act arbitrarily. This negotiation could not be resolved just by meeting each other. Maybe you would have to go up the mountain."

"Yes!" Dabanchui was extremely stupid as a servant, but he was very familiar with a soldier. He agreed. When he walked to the door, he remembered something when he was a child, and turned his head and smiled intentionally or unintentionally: "Duke, they have no way out. Maybe they will surrender immediately as soon as you go. I told her on the mountain what the Duke taught me, saying that the Duke has come and wants to make up for her. She couldn't hold back her tears. It seems that she was also very scared on the mountain."

Yang Ling was stunned for a moment, waved his hand and said, "I understand."

Dabanchui's feelings for the two were not stupid enough to see at all. At this time, he deliberately pretended to be stupid and handed the words over, and then retreated with confidence. Yang Ling sat back on the chair and sighed softly: Will Hongmao be afraid? If she was afraid of death, she would not have done such a grand thing. Why did she cry for the sake of?

Thinking of this, Yang Ling's eyes were a little wet.

"Come here." Yang Ling sat in a big golden sword, with a round table in front of him, with a rich wine and food, and a steaming hot.

The Hongniang had a very strong heartbeat along the way, and she thought of all the possibilities she had when she met Yang Ling, for example, with a arrogant face as a winner, she turned around and left, rather than die than be humiliated; or for example, she held her in her arms warmly, just like she confessed her boldly in a tavern in the capital, then she refused or accepted. She blushed and thought for a long time along the way, but she still had no idea.

Hong Niang had all considered other behaviors and manifestations such as cold first and hot first, reprimand and intimidating, righteousness, doing things in business, etc., but she didn't expect that Yang Ling would look like this as soon as she entered the door. The two of them didn't seem to have not met for so long, and they were not like enemies fighting against each other on the battlefield.

This tone, this scene, seems to be completely incompatible with the majestic negotiation scene or the romantic meeting scene. He sat there in a big manner, his tone and expression were neither cold nor hot, just like a master sitting in the back garden with peace of mind, speaking to his woman with confidence.

The Hongmao's stubborn personality immediately came up. She raised her eyebrows, pressed her hand on the hilt of the sword, sniffed, and said disdainfully: "Why? If you ask me to go over, I will go over? I, Hongmao, is in the world, and I have never heard anyone."

Yang Ling took out his ears as if nothing had happened, took a mouthful of golden roast duck, dipped it in sweet sauce, wrapped it with pancakes and green onions, and chewed it very fragrantly.

Although she was not greedy, the Hongmao, who often couldn't eat enough, couldn't help swallowing her saliva. Although the movement of swallowing slightly was not easy to be noticed, Yang Ling did not look at her specifically. Hongmao still blushed. She said shyly and angrily: "You asked me to come here, isn't it for negotiation? This is your Grand Master Yang's way of treating guests?"

"Of course we have to talk," Yang Ling said slowly.

Cui Yinger's big eyes were staring at her, and it was almost spitting out the fire. The damn big bastard still didn't look up at her. He opened his mouth wide and a hot sweet and sour carp entered his mouth again. Cui Yinger's little mouth swallowed again unscrupulously.

She was so angry that she couldn't help but jump up and beat someone up, but the enemy spoke again: "You can't even talk to make my woman hungry?"

Cui Ying'er's clenched fist frost frosts in the air. She was stunned for a while before looking around with guilt, and stammeringly said: "You........ your woman? Where is it? Have you brought a woman here?"

Yang Ling raised his head and poured wine into the glass, while looking at her strangely, saying, "How could he ask such a thing? Have I been reading it wrong? Actually, you are a man?"

Cui Ying'er's mind was a little confused. She turned around and woke up. Her face suddenly turned like a pomegranate. She scolded her shame and annoyed, "Fart! Who is your woman?"

Cui Ying'er's heart jumped up with a sluggish heart. She was afraid of saying that from Yang Ling's mouth, but Yang Ling lived up to her expectations. The sarcastic words that she said were sarcastic from Yang Ling's mouth.

The most annoying thing is that he was holding a cup, his eyes narrowed into a slit, no matter how he looked, he looked like he was beating: "When I poked a big hole in the sky, if you still have the ability to make it up for me, my hero will follow you and follow you for the rest of your life!"
Chapter completed!