Wei Yang coughed lightly: "Who pretended not to see it again? Believe it or not, I will join forces to beat you up on the other side?"

"Ah, Wei Xiaoguanren, it's a good New Year." The group of people from the Demon Cult were dressed in black robes, dressed up one by one, and said, "We are ordered by the leader of the Eastern Sect to send good gifts to the small officials from thousands of miles away."

"Ah, polite, polite." Wei Yang said strangely, "You don't have any rest during the New Year? Thank you for your hard work," and then said, "I heard that who do you often give gifts to people, either putting gunpowder in the gift or putting poison in it. Do you give me such gifts? I won't accept this."

The members of the Demon Cult said in unison: "We will never dare to do such dirty actions." The person who led the lead said, "The villain is the incense master of the God Cult. The little official called Shi. The despise Eastern leader of the despise was in the Western Regions. He only felt great comfort in his life. He ordered the villain to carry fine wine, gorgeous clothes, and twelve tans of gold and silver. I wish the young official to be young."

Songshan and his group rushed forward and bowed and shouted: "The villain is a disciple of Songshan School Master Music. He was sent by the head master. He traveled from Henan day and night to send gifts here to congratulate the Marquis of Beiting for his great power in the world."

This is troublesome.

Wei Yang said with his hands behind his back: "The Eastern Master's kindness is naturally the key. However, after you gave gifts, I also accepted the gifts. How should I take care of you when you go to the Huashan faction to cause trouble?"

Master Shi Xiang's expression stopped and knew that he could not hide it from this person's eyes.

He smiled and said, "The villain is just a gift-giving person, and he doesn't understand those big things."

The disciple of Songshan Sect snatched up and said angrily: "We thank the Queen of Beiting for her kindness. However, it would be best if these demons don't come. If they really dare to come, our swords are not to be used to trick children. Just draw the sword and kill them. What's more, the uncles of Taishan Sect, the two uncles of Hengshan Sect, Master Mo of Hengshan Sect, and the head of the vulgar sect have all arrived in Shaanxi. If they really dare to come, we just need to calculate the deep hatreds we have over the years."

"This child speaks so nicely. He wants to wrap me in." Wei Yang said, "Have your master gone back? His secret injury healed?"

The disciple felt a stern in his heart and knew that this was warning him that even his master suffered a little in the hands of this man, let alone a second-generation disciple.

At that time, he said with a solemn expression that Lehou was completely fine: "I often think of the majesty of Beiting Hou and deliberately told the disciples not to be rash."

I have become the second-generation disciple of Songshan Sect who claims to be his disciples?

Wei Yang touched his face, and he always regarded himself as the boy of Linghu Chong.

"I'm not to be hiding the Beiting Marquis. The disciples are here for the sake of salt. There is one thing to explain to Beiting Marquis," said the disciple. "A few months ago, a few disciples in Songshan had a conflict with the caravans in Xi'an Prefecture. The head master had severely punished those incompetent people. If there was any offense, the head master was willing to come to the western front to apologize after the New Year. The despair of the despair should do everything, and the head master was willing to bear it with all his strength."

"I believe that Zuo Lengchan is very brave, but the caravan has no losses, so there is no need to mention this matter." Wei Yang said, "Master Shi Xiang, does Mr. Dongfang have any instructions?"

Master Shi Xiang smiled and said with a smile: "The Eastern Master once said that the little official was smart and wise, so he must have thought that the villain had something to say." He carefully took out a letter from his arms and said loudly, "The elders of the God Cult are originally those who the Eastern Master are unwilling to let go. They have some grudges and many friendships, and the God Cult does not want to lose several elders. However, the elders were determined to retreat to the world and spend their old age in peace. Our disciples of the God Cult are very envious. The Eastern Master also said that they were extremely envious. There are letters written by the Eastern Master here. From now on, the God Cult will have nothing to do with the elders. Let them fly high in the sky and let their fish fly deep in the deep sea. The grudges and loves of the past are eliminated today and there is no connection with them."

The leader of the Eastern Sect is a smart person.

Wei Yang did not answer the letter, and made a smile on his way, "All the guests are here, and those who come during the New Year must eat some water and wine. I have military affairs. You can go to my house by yourself. This letter will be handed over to the old masters in person. I believe that Master Shi Xiang also has some friendship with you. You will also say goodbye to me, please."

The two groups promised in unison: "We will never dare to go wild in the western border. After leaving Jiayuguan, all the grievances in the world will be put aside, and we will never dare to violate the military orders."

The obedient child has candy to eat, and these people also understand the rules of this little official.

The Lord Shi Xiang smiled and said, "The villain is also a little person who saved his life by Elder Song. He is just saying goodbye to this senior who retreated bravely."

For a moment, the two sides separated, and the two groups carried the gifts into the alley.

Wei Yang rushed straight to the garrison, and Ma Shiqianhu had been sent to the garrison prison and imprisoned.

The soldiers on duty at the garrison were still at a loss when they saw that he had come to visit him on the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Could it be that Wei didn't do anything right?

"You guys are busy with yours, I'll go to visit that old friend." Wei Yang asked, "Why has there been no voice recently? Didn't he still shout to see me two years ago? Did he surrender?"

The soldiers then understood what he was meant to come, and they all laughed with confidence: "He was not willing to surrender. Now he is still resisting stubbornly. We will ask every now and then. This guy doesn't say anything except eating and drinking. If it weren't for the royal palace's orders that could not be punished, we would have opened our mouths long ago."

Wei Yang took out a few pieces of silver and stuffed them over, and the people hurriedly thanked them.

"The ordinary method is not good to deal with such people. You guys are busy with your own efforts. I'll go see him." Wei Yang said. He was indeed coming this time with the idea of ​​leaving Ma.

The soldiers did not understand, but knew that if this person gave the order, the whole western border would have to listen to him, and he would not have any opinions.

Wei Yang went straight into the jail of the garrison. It was said that the jail was actually considered a prison camp, with dozens of captured enemies imprisoned, some spies and some prisoners on the battlefield, and those who were unwilling to surrender were imprisoned in it. Occasionally, a few people were released. So far, dozens of people were still interrogated in shackles all day long.

The prison camp with a height of three feet and a width of one feet is three miles away, and there is a guard of the General Manager outside.

Wei Yang signaled that the soldiers who were drinking did not have to get up, but only let them open the city gate and walk in.

The sanitation inside is cleaned very clean. This is a small unit that has received the red flag of the sanitation model twice.

There were more than a dozen neatly dressed criminals sitting under the sun in the city. When Wei Yang came in, they just looked at him coldly.

Those who are detained here are either enemies or criminals with great sins. No one does not know their fate.

No one didn't know the methods of Beiting Hou, so begging was useless to resist and ended up tragic.

Ma Shiqianhu was holding a quilt at the foot of the city wall, staring blankly, holding a pot of white wine in his hand.

"The Wei surname is here, it seems to be coming for you." The Tatar prisoner who was drinking beside him whispered.

Ma Shiqianhu was a little stunned for a moment.

The years of prison camp have made him forget many past events.

"Oh, it's him." He looked at it carefully for a long time. Wei Yang walked in and recognized it. Then he yawned, leaning against the city wall, squinting his eyes, as if the old sheep was completely inactive, and looked at it with a smile. When Wei Yang approached, he started to speak with a slight desire, "I heard that you have been named a marquis, so it's a pleasure to congratulate you."

Wei Yang smiled and said, "You are not the truth. Let me just act like you are sarcastic with the mentality of a loser. This is not a place to speak, please follow me."

Ma Shiqianhu was a little stunned.
Chapter completed!