Chapter 804: No regrets when death

Liu Wenjing stumbled from the big tent that Wanyan Agu had made. Just arrived at the gate. In front of him was a hanging pan embroidered with the sea Dongqing. Liu Wenjing walked too fast and accidentally tripped a bulge. He staggered and tilted around, causing several Jin soldiers outside the account to scream. One Jin soldier roared: "Song Gou, aren't even energetic to walk?"

Liu Wenjing looked both panicked and afraid, and smiled flatteringly at the Jin soldier, constantly saying, "Yes, students deserve to die, students deserve to die." Then he fled in panic.

Liu Wenjing lived in only the periphery of the Jin army camp. This place is mainly the camp of various ethnic groups in the desert. It seems much simpler than the Jurchen camp. Moreover, because of different habits, you can smell the smell from afar. These people speak different languages ​​and often provoke each other when they disagree. In this regard, whether it is the Jurchens or the nobles who led the troops, they sometimes make a fuss, and then they beat the troublemakers with whips.

Near the camp of Negus was Liu Wenjing's tent. Because he brought a lot of people, there were six or seven people, all with a separate tent. Liu Wenjing lowered her head and laughed to the tent. Several servants at the door immediately came over when they saw him and said, "Mr. Liu is injured again? Do you want to call a doctor?"

The other frowned, as if thinking about something. Liu Wenjing thought of the so-called doctor and immediately waved her hand and said, "No need, we can apply some herbs ourselves."

Most of the doctors are invited here, and most of them are witch doctors. I don’t know what to feed you. I jump around you, so I don’t dare to try it.

Liu Wenjing looked outside the tent and suddenly became surprisingly calm. Her submissive expression turned into extremely solemn. He said to the attendant beside him: "Zhang Xian, look outside, and the rest follow me in and talk."

When I opened the curtain, the tent was almost empty, and even the couch was dirty. The Magus people slept on the ground and found a couch for Liu Wenjing was already a waste of money to make some money. In addition, there was a simple book case inside, there was a horse lantern in front of the tent, a few cushions in the empty tent, and some hay.

Liu Wenjing sat on the couch without any hesitation. Here, the couch was just a chair, and there was nothing special about it. Three or four servants had already stood around, their eyes fell on the red palm prints on Liu Wenjing's cheeks, and some blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth. The blood seemed to have dried up. But looking at Liu Wenjing's appearance, it seemed that every time he moved his mouth, it would involve the wound, and his red cheeks couldn't help but twitch.

A servant brought a cup of boiling water and said, "Hundred Houses, tea..."

Liu Wenjing's eyebrows sank and scolded, "I call him Mr. Liu, no matter whether there are outsiders here or not."

"Yes." The attendant looked at Liu Wenjing in awe and continued: "Master Liu, the tea has been used up. There were still a few packs, but they were asked by the pinchers. Take a bite of hot water to activate the blood and energy."

Liu Wenjing nodded calmly, took the cup, drank a lightly, and said, "Wanyan Aguda has become suspicious. If it hadn't been for the timely response and the prince's token, I'm afraid everyone will die here now." Liu Wenjing closed her eyes, as if she was thinking about the critical moment. Just when she was about to leave, when she was most relaxed, Wanyan Aguda suddenly yelled from the back of her head, "Liu Wenjing, be slow," she said, "I was surprised at the moment, but fortunately, but the reaction was timely, otherwise she would have to be exposed on the spot.

Because Liu Wenjing was not the real Liu Wenjing, the real Liu Wenjing was targeted by the Jinyiwei after leaving Bianjing and was killed. The token on Liu Wenjing also fell into the hands of the Jinyiwei. After inquiring from many sources, Chen Ji immediately made a decision to use the Jinyiwei instead of Liu Wenjing to come to the camp. On the one hand, he spyed on the movements of the Jin army. On the other hand, he was paralyzed and induced Wanyan Aguda. The person sitting on this couch was named Zhou Yanbin, who was also a scholar. Later, he was recruited by the Jinyiwei and was somewhat similar to Liu Wenjing, in order not to reveal his losses.

Zhou Yanbin is a day and night. Not only did he temporarily add Huaizhou accent to his official language, but he also had to recite all Liu Wenjing's background, what his father's name is, how many people did he join, when did he talk about Liaodong, what business his father did, how many fur goods could he exchange for from Huaizhou to Liaodong. Some of these things are useful, and some don't know when they will come in handy, but in order to succeed in the plan, you can't neglect the slightest.

Zhou Yanbin felt like he was dancing on the tip of a knife, and if there was a slight omission, he would die without a burial.

These servants were all capable generals selected by the Jinyiwei. They couldn't help but frown at this time. They naturally knew what the consequences would be, but they didn't say anything. These people were originally from refugees and were displaced. If the Jinyiwei had not recruited them, they would be looked down upon in the streets. Now they finally have a place to use their skills. Someone gave them food and drink and told them the principles of being a human being. Although they knew it was dangerous, they knew that it was their destiny.

Zhou Yanbin said slowly: "Liu Kai, has the letter been sent out?"

The servant named Liu Kai nodded and said, "It has been sent out. The person who contacted a small market town twenty miles away. There is a garrison station there. When he heard that it was an important military situation, he immediately sent a letter to Fei Ge, and did not dare to neglect it."

Zhou Yanbin nodded, but now he felt relieved, saying, "Very good. As long as the prince knows the deployment of the Jurchens, many things will be easier to do."

Liu Kai said: "Since the intentions of the Jurchens have been found out, it is better for us to withdraw now. It is not beneficial to stay here."

Zhou Yanbin's mind was moved. His mission was just to take the opportunity to distract the Jurchens from the real ones to disrupt the military plan of the Jurchens. On the other hand, it was also to investigate the deployment of the Jurchens. Now both of these have been done, and now evacuation is not a matter of escape. Besides, the Jurchens are very slow to "Liu Wenjing". It is precisely because of the slowness that they can easily escape. However...

Zhou Yanbin shook his head and said lightly: "You can't leave now. Maybe the Jurchens may not have plans. No matter what, you must be careful." He wanted to show a little smile and encourage the servants, but when he smiled, the wound on the corner of his mouth touched the wound, and immediately inhaled in pain.

When the servants saw him, someone had already burned warm water and took a towel to wipe his wound. Zhou Yanbin said while carefully wiping, "Wanyan Aguda is suspicious by nature, I am afraid he will test us, so in the past two days, everyone has been cheering up and don't make any mistakes in calling me a hundred households again. Remember his identity. The servant is a servant, what does the servant look like, what should he say, what will he do when he meets a person? No matter when and where, you must be awake. Once the flaws are revealed, we will never return to our hometown in this life." Zhou Yanbin then said sadly: "It's good that you are servants. I want to be Liu Wenjing, and I can't make mistakes in every word and action. Liu Wenjing is really hateful, but I just want to imitate him, but I hate him in my heart, and I don't know whether it's Liu Wenjing or myself."

This contradictory mentality revealed, which made Zhou Yanbin feel a little better. He shook his head, smiled and said, "Everyone should do their own things, I'll just sleep."

The autumn wind blew, the night gradually became dark, the sky became hazy, and the continuous camps lit up bonfires, winding with the stars in the sky. In an instant, the sparks and fires were vaguely distinguished.

After all, the northern part is bitter and cold, so the weather suddenly turns sharply after nightfall. The Jurchen soldiers wearing thick jackets gathered around the bonfire and started drinking and singing. This unknown song is rough and tragic, which adds a bit of solemnity between the world.

There is no such treatment in the Nagus military camp. The soldiers may not even have complete coats, and naturally they are not enough to drink. They can only sit around the campfire to keep warm, and they have no intention of being a good person. Some people who suffer from cold can only curl up in the corner of the camp and shivering. Zhou Yanbin's group is actually very difficult for them. Although they brought heavy clothes when they came, they were "smiling" by the Nagus nobles as soon as they moved in here and were only wearing them.

In an autumn shirt, seven or eight people sat around the bonfire outside the account, watching the firelight jumping, hearing the singing and music fluttering, and the night wind echoed. Everyone's heart was like the night, with a heavy haze. Occasionally, a few pinchers came over to challenge him, and Zhou Yanbin would always show a flattering smile, bow to them, and say something pleasing to them. The pinchers were satisfied and laughed with contempt.

It was not until night that Zhou Yanbin looked at the dark sky in the east, thinking to himself, where was the navy at this time? Did His Highness Pingxi King have already landed? When Chen Ji taught the righteousness in the past, Zhou Yanbin didn't feel anything, but now in the deep Jin camp, he suffered from the insults of the Jin people and suffered the physical and mental pain of the tarsal bones, Zhou Yanbin felt unforgettable.

His lonely body was slightly weak, like the ridiculous appearance of the day, shaking, as if he was about to be blown down by the night wind.

The last consciousness before going to bed, Zhou Yanbin was thinking, I don’t know if I can open my eyes tomorrow, I don’t know if I can see the sunrise, and whether I can return to my hometown. But...

His mood fluctuated slightly, and his last thought came out: even if he died in this foreign country, he would never be known to others, and I would never regret it, and I would not regret it even if I died. This life is enough.

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The Beiyang sailing is much better than the Nanyang, but at this time it happened to be the ocean currents heading south, so the fleet heading north was much more difficult. Although the speed reached the extreme speed, it was still slower than expected.

On this calm and quiet sea, ships scattered the wind and waves, cruising in the sky all over the sky, the huge sails were just a drop in the ocean, so small that they could be ignored.

The dense ships were sailing on their own waterways, making a sound of breaking water. The seagulls hovering in the sky seemed not afraid of this strange fleet, and they kept hovering on the sails, regardless of diving, stopping, or flying high.

On the deck, the shouts were neatly arranged. Under the dawn, the decks of each ship were lined up. The officers were gaze-watching, and the sailors stood straight in the bumps. The long-term practice made these bronze-skinned sailors have long been accustomed to the feeling of bumps, just like every morning, when dawn was first revealed, they started practicing on the deck without any resistance.

Between the huge ships, there are many small and light fast ships shuttle back and forth, constantly passing messages between the ships, or sending the latest information from the ships exploring the way forward. The busiest one is naturally the Nanyang Navy flagship. This ship, under the wings of several gunboats, has a very deep draft, but is very stable, and often has cables to put down, pull the people on the crane, and pass on letters and military information to a cabin on the second floor, where it is the residence of the King of Pingxi.

The long sailing gave Chen Ao a little energy and nowhere to vent his depression. The sailors were also very powerful, but after all, they had to practice every day, and although they had the energy, they all worked cleanly. The most leisurely person in this fleet was not only Chen Ao who sat all day long, but could not find a second one. So once the news was delivered, even if the flanking fleet found a small island and reef, it would make Chen Ao become more excited and attracted Zhou Heng and several guards to discuss seriously how to name the island and reef. These reefs and islands now have names, such as Pingxi Island or Caizi Island. More straightforward are the King of Pingxi who is visiting the reef here, Chen Jun and his son are mighty islands, and Zhou Heng and others rolled their eyes when they heard it, but they were helpless.
Chapter completed!