One Thousand Five Hundred and Four: Defeating Nieliang, Attacking Yang Tao, Pointing the Sword to the World (43)

[Book Title: Empress Live Streaming Strategy 1504: Fa Nieliang, Gong Yang Tao, Swords to the World (43) Author: Fried Mushrooms in Oil]

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Mr. Sun Wen was very worried about this. The current situation is very bad. Wei Ci ran over to seek death.

He also understands the reason of Wei Ci's analysis, but how can people worry so much when they are emotional?

Not to mention anything else, if one or two disobedient generals with explosive tempers tried to get violent, would Wei Ci still be able to escape unscathed?

"He will never come back, and more than two hundred thousand living people will be buried with him. His filial piety is worth it." Qi Guan let him take a sip of tea, and said leisurely, "Throughout the ages, how many emperors have been buried with living people is less than this number. Besides Yes, Zixiao is a loach, so it's not easy to catch."

Sun Wen was choked, but he didn't expect that Qi Guanrang, who was always celibate and not sociable, would also make cold jokes.

"Nie Liang's death was somewhat related to the lord. I'm going to offer my condolences. I'm afraid it will be seen as a provocation."

Although Mr. Sun Wen hated the Nie family, it was a pity for him to think about Nie Liang's death.

Qi Guanrang smiled coldly, "It's just human nature."

Wei Ci really went to offer his condolences sincerely?

Don't make fun of people, he mainly wants to confirm whether people are really dead, and he also has the intention of showing off his might and suppressing Nie's family.

A normal person would not believe that a weasel giving a chicken a hundred years is an act of kindness from the heart.

While the two were talking and chatting, Wei Ci and his party arrived two miles outside Nie Ying, but were stopped halfway.

"Who are you!"

The Nie Jun scouts looked at Wei Ci and the others with a very hostile expression, appearing to be surrounded.

Wei Ci rode on the horse and made a bow with a smile, "I am here on the order of my lord to express condolences to Mr. Guang Shan."

When several Nie army scouts heard this, their cheeks turned livid, and they wanted to draw their swords to kill.

Wei Ci smiled lightly, as if he didn't see the white blade, but the soldiers who escorted him came forward to protect him.

"The two armies are at war, and they will not be beheaded. Today, I was ordered to come here to mourn Mr. Guang Shan on behalf of my lord. It is not a battle before the battle. If there is a disagreement, we will use swords and guns. Is it your intention or someone else's intention? Shan Gong is newly mourned, and you ignore military discipline?"

Wei Ci was so calm that he actually stopped several Nie soldiers.

They looked at each other, and finally backed down and sent someone to pass the message.

When the violent generals in Nie Ying heard this, they exploded in anger.

"What does Liu Xi mean? You have angered the First Master again and again, and now you have sent some expensive slave soldiers to put on a show?"

The military commander was not polite at all when he cursed, and several scribes frowned upon hearing it.

The price of head money is only one penny. Whether it is a slave or a soldier, both are the inferior people in society. Even if they were angry in their hearts, but Jiang Ji had the guts to send someone over, the envoy's status must not be low, calling people "slave soldiers at the price of money" is really detrimental.

Another person gritted his teeth and said, "Pretending to be a ghost so that the First Lord fell ill and died, and then sent someone to mourn the funeral. It is clear that I have no one in Nie's family. Get out! If you dare to step into the First Lord's mourning hall, call him Kneeling in, becoming a human pig and rolling out!"

There are also military generals who are even more irritable, wanting to go out with weapons weighing thirty to forty catties.

"Gentlemen, wait a moment, I will go and break off the head of the man and offer it to the spirit of the former master."

Hearing what they said, the angrier they became, the plain-clothed Wei reprimanded indifferently, "Enough, isn't it messy enough?"

The faces of the people were not angry, they were all strong men, and the enemy was kicking their noses in the face, how could they bear it?

Wei Dao, "Help the funeral of the late Lord and stabilize the morale of the army.

In case Liu Xi took the opportunity to make trouble. Only by doing these things well can the First Lord go away with peace of mind. If you move the emissary, Liu Xi doesn't care if the first master has passed the first seven or not. Do you want to see the former master's bones still fresh and add new scars? "

The words were so terrific that the few provocateurs didn't dare to jump again, but some people were not convinced.

"If Liu Xi dares to send troops, the last general will dare to fight. The first master died unjustly, so is it possible that he will be humiliated by them after death?" The general poked his neck and asked angrily. The military division still wants to protect the thieves?"

"It's not that you are greedy for life and afraid of death. The overall situation is the most important thing." Wei didn't sleep well for two or three days, and his expression was extremely pale. He still insisted, "You can be a hero for a while, but if you really want to make the funeral of the former master impossible , so that you can lead your troops to fight Liu Xi?"

The general said sadly, "Could it be possible to let them come to show off their might in front of the spirit of the First Lord?"

Wei said, "That's not necessarily the case. If people come, they should offer incense and mourning, and put on the appearance of a filial son and grandson."

Hearing this, the general felt more at ease.

Wei asked the messenger again, "Who is the envoy sent by Liu Xi?"

The other party replied, "This man's surname is Wei, his name is Ci, and he claims to be a counselor under Liu Xi's tent."

In an instant, everyone noticed that Wei's face was distorted, it was an indescribable expression.

"Wei Ci? Isn't this Zishun's brother?"

As Nie Liang's right-hand man and close friend, Wei's family relationship has been wiped out. Many people who have a good or bad relationship with him know that Wei has a third younger brother who is squatting with Liu Xi as a counselor. Never expected that the person who came to express condolences this time would be Wei Ci.

This time, someone laughed.

"It seems that Liu Xi knows it well."

Another person echoed, "That's true. If you don't know what to do, why would you send Wei Ci over? You just want to protect your brother."

Wei said indifferently, "If Wei Ci shows even the slightest bit of disrespect before the spirit of the late Lord, he will kill it himself."

As soon as these words came out, some thoughtful people did not dare to talk too much.

The former master Nie Liang entrusted the young master Nie Qing to Wei before his death, and Wei is the young master's father-in-law, so the background of this relationship is hard.

Fan Chen said to Wei in private, "I'm embarrassing you, your younger brother is also ignorant."

Wei Dao, "Zixiao has been a sensible child since he was a child, and no one has ever worried about him. He dared to come, probably because he has the confidence to retreat unscathed."

Fan Chen choked for a moment, "Who gave him the confidence that this sword is on the verge of breaking out?"

Wei muffled, "His brother."

Because he knew how his elder brother was, and knew that Wei would worry about the overall situation, Wei Ci was sure that Wei would not dare to let him have an accident in front of Nie Liangling.

Fan Chen gave Wei a sympathetic look.

With such a bad brother, Wei is pitiful enough.

Although there was a strong smell of gunpowder in the tent, when Wei Ci came over, the atmosphere was good. At least the expected scene of someone drawing a sword and rushing up to chop him did not happen. Seeing the sword hanging from Wei Ci's waist, everyone's face immediately pulled down. This kid is a bit of a prick, right?

As if he had the ability to read minds, Wei Ci stopped in front of the tent, untied his sword, and came in.

Wei Ci saluted Nie Qing first, and then bowed his head with everyone, took the sacrifices and placed them in front of the spirit, knelt in front of the spirit to offer wine and worship, and could not make mistakes in every move.

"Ci came in a hurry, and I haven't prepared the sacrificial text yet, so I had to write one in a hurry. I hope you will forgive me."

Nie Qing said coldly, "It's good to have this kind of heart." 2k novel reading network