Chapter 991 Yang Song makes

Yang Song is still as handsome, round and amiable as ever. A smile on his face can always make people involuntarily have a good impression on him.

At this moment, under the guidance of the bodyguard, Yang Song came to the council chamber of the general's mansion elegantly. After saluteing Yuan Shao solemnly and respectfully, he looked around and nodded to the counselor general in the hall in turn. Such a polite expression, even if the Ma family and the Yuan family are in a battle between swords and water and fire at this moment, the people in the hall also have no sense of evil towards Yang Song.

And Yuan Shao never thought that the messenger sent by Ma Chao this time turned out to be Yang Song, the most favored by Zhang Lu in Hanzhong. But on second thought, Yuan Shao understood that this was Ma Chao's deep meaning - he was indirectly telling Yuan Shao that the boundary of Dongchuan was flat and Ma Jiawei was unstoppable!

Thinking of this, Yuan Shao was quite displeaous and said, "I don't know what's important for General Qi to send an envoy here? If nothing important, I remember how Ma Mengqi treated the messenger I sent!"

What Yuan Shao said is naturally the matter of Han Yan and Sima Yi. Yang Song heard Yuan Shao's opening, and he couldn't help smiling and said, "If Song dares to come here, he is not afraid of the general's anger. Today, I was ordered to come here to ask the Yuan family to withdraw from Bingzhou, and the two families will stop and repair!"

In a word, Yang Song's previous gentle and elegant impression to everyone disappeared. Yuan's Wenwu couldn't help changing his color when he saw that Yang Song was so presumptuous.

"What an arrogant tone!" Guo Tu stepped forward and scolded Yang Song, saying, "Ma Mengqi did not know the current affairs and used knives to prevent my master from raising the king of troops. Yuan Shao must be unisoned with such a rebellious move. You madman, go back and let your lord wash your neck, wait for our Yuan army to suddenly come and cut off the head of the Yongliang barbarians to vent today's anger!"

" Coincidentally, my lord also said before I came here that if the Yuan family didn't know anything good or bad, I would also say this to you." Yang Song seemed to deliberately provoke everyone's anger. Under a round and pleasing face, he had no round heart and means at all: "If it hadn't been for my painstaking plea, the lord would have ordered me to return the head of 50,000 Yuan soldiers to you this time..."

Yang Song turned his hand back and forth, glanced at Yuan Shao, as if he had said this casually. However, this humiliation and contempt immediately made the general in the hall furious. Now he turned around and grabbed the golden guard behind him with a sword and drew his sword across Yang Song's neck: "Believe it or not, I will kill you now."

Today, among the princes of the Han Dynasty, only four generals can go to court with swords: Ma Chao, Cao Cao, Liu Bei and Sun Ce. The other princes' deliberations were all modeled on the meeting of the Han Dynasty, and the generals were ordered to take off the blade before discussing. As a result, Han Meng was so angry that he had to draw his sword from the guard behind him. But for such a moment, Yuan Shao frowned slightly.

He wrinkled Han Meng and easily took the bodyguard's weapon without a blade. In addition, Yuan Shao frowned even more. After Yang Song entered the hall, his right hand had been consciously turning over and over for a long time - this is by no means a habit! Therefore, suspiciously and angry, Yuan Shao did not say a word, but just looked at the performance in the hall coldly.

"General Han Meng?" Yang Song turned around freely and pretended to have just seen Han Meng and said, "It turned out that my lord and Feng Xiangong jointly killed the nephew of Han Rong, the king of Hebei guns, and I have admired him for a long time."

"Dog thing!" Han Meng was poked into the soft ribs by Yang Song, and his jaw was stabbed up like a needle. With a gloomy face, Han Meng kicked Yang Song to the ground and said coldly. Han Meng, who was used to beautious in the Yuan family, was naturally not muddy, but without Yuan Shao's order, he could not really kill Yang Song. But nothing surprising is that under his reckless appearance, he has a cunning and cruel heart.

That foot is kicking at the back knee of a person's side, except that it will make people kneel in an instant. It is more likely to kick the joint, causing permanent habit dislocation, and the instantaneous pain is even more painful. At this time, from Yang Song's cold sweaty face, you can see the proportion and strength of Han Meng's foot.

Han Meng looked at Yang Song's expression of struggle and pain at this moment with great interest - these messengers who originally thought they were extremely hard have never been humanistic things. Although they couldn't really kill him at this time, after making him suffer a little, they still didn't let them show their true form and lie at their feet and cry and beg for mercy?

However, to Han Meng's surprise, Yang Song stood up slowly after struggling for a moment. Although he was not fast, trembling and embarrassed, he stood up so slowly. When Han Meng was angry and wanted to use the poison hand again, Yang Song said, "Yes, it is indeed the demeanor of the four generations and five princes. It is not as cold and decisive as my lord, but also can't afford to lose the battle of Yanshi. He can only let such slaughter pigs and meat sellers humiliate them. Yang Song has really seen it."

Han Meng was provoked by Yang Song's words, and it was really difficult to do it again. At this time, Yuan Shao, who had not spoken much, looked up and shouted, "Come on, give me a big kettle, add fuel and fire, and cook this messenger of the Ma family for me!"

As soon as this statement came out, no one in Yuan's hall objected. Only Ju Shu, after looking at Yuan Shao very carefully, sighed slightly.

The two bodyguards came forward and knocked Yang Song to the ground.

Yang Song said coldly, "Okay! In this case, I don't want to say anything, but don't regret it when the Ma family's army comes to Yecheng!"

"Would you like to be a good man? Let me tell you, there is no door." Yuan Shao sneered and said murderously, "I fought in all directions and killed countless people. How can I care about killing you more?"

After saying that, Yuan Shao waved his hand again, and the two bodyguards escorted Yang Song out of the hall.

Outside the hall, a five-foot-caliber iron kettle has been set up, and the kettle has been filled with oil. Dry firewood has been added under the iron kettle and is burning fiercely. In less than two quarters of an hour, the fire oil in the big iron kettle has emitted smoke. People standing next to the kettle can feel it from afar. A smoky heat wave.

Yuan Shao walked to Yang Song, looked around and said, "I don't know if my arrangement is still satisfactory?"

Yang Song curled his lips and turned his face to the side. He didn't even bother to look at Yuan Shao.

Yuan Shao was furious and immediately shouted, "Cook it, throw this messenger into the oil pan to cook!"

"No!" The bodyguard responded and immediately grabbed Yang Song's limbs and hung him on the big iron kettle. Perhaps in order to make Yang Song "enjoy" the fear before death, the four did not immediately let go, but hung Yang Song on the big iron kettle.

Yuan Shao stared at Yang Song for a moment, but his right hand made a "slow" gesture.

Yang Song did not look at Yuan Shao from beginning to end, and the expression on his face was also very calm, as if he really did not care about life and death. In less than a moment, Yang Song and the four soldiers hanging on the big iron kettle had been soaked in sweat. Yang Song seemed to be a little impatient. At that time, he turned his head and said to the colonel, " Why does the general have to embarrass a dying man? Why don't you let go of this and let me die happily?"

"A man can't be eaten by nine tripods, and he should be cooked by nine tripods when he dies!" Yang Song shouted and waited for death generously.

At this moment, Han Meng was also slightly moved when he heard the words: Yang Song was still regarded as a dead man! This is so calm, even if it is a general who has experienced a hundred battles, it is not as good as it!