Chapter 2 Damn it

The more Wang thought about it, the more annoyed he became. He did not avoid it at all: "If I were a spy in the Song Dynasty, wouldn't I know where I am now?"

"Then who are you?" Lord Liang didn't plan to kill the king at all. If he wanted to kill him, he would have been killed long ago, but he was too curious about this person.

This Prince Liang's name is Liang Yibu. He is the son of Liang Yibu in Xixia. Since his sister married Li Bingchang, the third emperor of Xixia, he has been awarded the title of prince. The Liang family was originally a descendant of the Han people. Liang Yibu fell in love with Han culture more after growing up. At the same time, he was scolded by the Xixia people. Tao, Xixia people are so brave and happy to hunt. He Lan was originally the most beautiful plain oasis in Xixia. Sheep, goats, and even jackals were everywhere, so he moved the royal palace to He Lanyuan, which is close to the junction of Song and Xia.

Coincidentally, today, Liang Yiqi rode and shot as usual. From afar, he saw that the silver halo in the sky was very eye-catching, but he disappeared in an instant. He hurriedly rushed over to see what was going on. As a result, he found the king lying on the ground. Did this man fall from the sky or a talented person? How could his appearance be so strange? ,

Just as Liang Yiqi was looking at Wang and curious, Wang woke up,

Who am I? Wang's mind recalled the evil smile behind the future transparent mask. Without saying anything, he reached out and grabbed Liang Yifu's wrist, crossed the sharp sword, and looked at himself like a mirror through the smooth sword face.

Liang Yiyu didn't expect that he would be like this, but he didn't want to hurt the king, and he felt that the king would not hurt himself. It was just an intuition; and this intuition drove him not to exert force on his wrist, but by the king's sword to the left and right.

It's still that face, young and handsome, and looks like he's just in his early 20s. Shit, the king's side is still in his early twenties fourteen years later, which really makes him happy and worries him. Who would believe that he is next to the king? Can he make up a story of cultivating immortals in the deep mountains? Xining's change must have failed. He didn't mean to be a deserter, and if he claimed If you are next to the king, I'm afraid that this material flow will die like this,

"What are you looking at?" Liang Yiqi asked,

"Oh, you almost cut someone's face." Wang Bong pushed away Liang Yi's hand,

Liang Yiqi flashed back a little. Why did this man suddenly get angry?

The king immediately returned to normal. He touched the objects on his body. "Okay, look for yourself. We are all handsome and romantic. We should cherish each other at first sight. Don't use the knife and move the sword. In case the phase is broken, it will be a lifelong event."

Liang Yiqi was suddenly wanted to laugh when he was said by the king. This man is really strange. In short, he can't lift any disgust with the king in his heart.

The king delayed the time and touched the gold medal given by Emperor Renzong. Yelu Hongji's gold medal, neither of them can be used. One is Xixia's sworn enemy, and the other is too close to Xixia and easy to wear help. Song Wenjian is also there. Fortunately, people in the future have no stones, and there is still a silver ticket or two pieces of silver in his arms. These are right in front of the West. Prince Xia doesn't work either,

"Oh, I said, brother, the Song Dynasty has sent troops. Why are you still here with me? Aren't you nervous at all?"

Liang Yiqi returned the sword to the sheath, turned around and put his arms in front of his chest and looked at the direction of Yongle City: "What's the use of being nervous? The soldiers will block the water to cover the earth. Besides, it is estimated that it will take at least a month for them to arrive when they have just sent troops."

"Okay, I admire you, brother, you really have a plan. Then think about it. I'll go first."

"Do you think you left?"

As soon as the king took a step, the Xixia soldiers stopped the king like a human wall,

"Well, I won't leave. Anyway, I have nowhere to go. Why don't you just kill me?" Wang was a little helpless and rogue sitting on the ground, reaching out and took out a folding fan from his arms to fan the wind,

"I never kill innocent people indiscriminately. Tell me where you come from, what your name is, and what's the matter with coming to Xixia, I'll let you go."

The folding fan of ivory bone was held in his hand and suddenly had an idea next to the king. This fan was given by Gao Zhisheng. He sighed and said, "I came from Dali, and my surname is Gao Mingyu. This time I came to Xixia to discuss with the Xixia Dynasty how to deal with Jiaoluo together." Cheap Gao Zhisheng, but it can be said that when I didn't travel through time, it was originally called Gao Yu,

Liang Yiqi looked up and down at Wang, and his eyes were full of doubts: "Why did Dali send you here?"

"You mean I'm young." Wang looked at Liang Yiyu and saw Liang Yiyu nodding to confirm. He laughed and said, "Since ancient times, heroes have been young. Aren't you a prince at a young age?"

"What kind of proof do you have when you say you are from Dali?"

This is difficult for Wang's side. He handed the fan to Liang Yibu: "Because I have to pass through the Jiaosilla situation, I'm afraid that there will be a mistake and I dare not bring any vouchers. This fan is Gao Zhisheng's. You send someone to check, go to Dali quickly, and come back in ten days and a half months. During this period, you can lock me up."

When Liang Yifu saw that Wang said it very calmly, he took the fan and handed it to a Xixia soldier beside him: "Go, please ask the prime minister to give a letter to the prime minister of Dali to verify this matter."

The world is playing tricks on people. Gao Zhisheng has become the prime minister of Dali. No wonder he is so useful.

"I dare to ask my brother what I should call you in any position in Dali." Liang Yi's tone was much more polite,

"I'm older than you. You call me Brother Gao. My official position in Dali is not worth mentioning. I'm just the people around the prime minister."

Liang Yiqi looked up and down at the king: "I was born in the second year of Zhiping. I'm 19 years old this year. How about you?"

Wang was sad for a while. If his eldest son was alive, he was just the same age as him, but his current appearance said that he was four years old, but no one believed him. When he disappeared, he was 23 years old. After a calculation, Wang's side said, "I, Jiayou three years"

"Sure enough, it's my brother. Even so, how about asking Brother Gao to stay at home for a few days?"

"Okay, when you see the prime minister and confirm my identity, let's talk about the rest." Stand up beside the king,

With a whistle, Liang Yiqi summoned his horse in the distance sooner or later. The white horse galloped far away, and the king remembered his night jade lion,

Since Wang was the messenger of Dali, Liang Yiyu did not dare to neglect and let the horse-riding soldier give up a horse. Seeing that Wang's side turned over, the horse was very vigorous, and it seemed that he was not as feminine as just now. Liang Yigu smiled. This man was still quite interesting. Young people like to make friends, and Liang Yiyu seemed to be no exception.

Walking through a peaceful and quiet grassland, it is a dense forest. Through the woods, you can see a city in the distance. After entering the city, you will come to the Liang Palace in Helanyuan. Although the scale of this palace is slightly inferior to the Zhennan Palace in those years, there is no high-rise office building on the third floor, but it has a good linden structure. The carved beams and paintings between the corridors can't be felt at all. This is actually a royal palace in Xixia, but very similar to the mansion of a nobleman in the Song Dynasty.

"Brother Gao, please go inside." Liang Yiqi gave the king's side to the hall and ordered someone to send tea,

"Please" Wang is not polite. Anyway, you can't die when you are dizzy. Let's settle down and figure out the situation first.

"Brother Gao came from afar. He must be very tired. You are living at ease. When the court sends a reply, I will send you to Xingqing Mansion."

"Your Majesty Liang, dare to ask how Prince Liang became a prince at a young age, and who is your father?"

"My father is buried by Liang Yi, the prime minister of Daxia today."

"Poo." A mouthful of tea sprayed out without holding back. Wang quickly covered it up and said, "I've been looking forward to you for a long time."

Liang Yiyu smiled and was quite excited to hear his father's name.

The king can't sit still now. Liang Yi buried his hatred with him. His little appearance has not changed. If we meet, Mars will hit the earth.

In three days, Liang Yiqi came to drink tea with Wang when he was free. I don't know whether he deliberately tested or really dared to be interested in Dali's national conditions. He often asked about Dali. Fortunately, although Wang's side did not wear ancient stones, he was still very compassionate to pass on a lot of information in the magnetic field to Wang. Speaking of how Gao Zhisheng suppressed Yang Yunxian's uprising, Yang Yizhen killed Duan Lianyi, the 12th king, and called him "Emperor Guang'an"; Gao Zhisheng also ordered his son Gao Shengtai to destroy the Yang family, and set up Duan Shouhui, the nephew of Duan Lianyi, as the king; finally, after Duan Shouhui, the Ming Emperor, abdicated and became a monk, until now, Gao Zhisheng continued to support Duan Zheng. When the Ming Dynasty came to the throne, Wang Bian talked about it, coupled with his vivid interpretation of storytelling, Liang Yifu was very fascinated, and he had to believe that Wang Bian was the messenger sent by Dali Gao Zhisheng.

On the fourth day, just as the two of them were drinking and talking in the garden, the soldiers listened to each other's report that the prime minister's carriage had arrived outside the Liang Wangfu,

The prime minister is actually equipped with a carriage. It can be seen that Liang Yi's power is buried in the court now. Wang's side is inevitably a little nervous. Liang Yiqi stood up and said, "Brother Gao went to see the prime minister with me."

"No, no, I'm here waiting for good news." Wang side pushed back, thinking to himself, just hearing that his son visited me, why did Liang Yi do the opposite?

"Let's go. I'm sure my father will be surprised to hear that someone has come to Dali. Last year, Jiao Xiluo joined forces with the Song Dynasty and actually attacked Lanzhou. My father was depressed and had a serious illness. Now he finally has a chance to take revenge."

It's definitely impossible to shit. Sooner or later, the ugly daughter-in-law will see her parents-in-law. Wang's heart is horizontal. Maybe more than ten years later, Liang Yibu has forgotten Wang's appearance.

The two walked to the hall. Liang Yibu was already in the hall. He was enjoying Liang Yibu's new poem hanging on the wall. He heard the footsteps and turned around. When he saw his son Liang Yibu coming in, his face was still smiling. When he saw the king behind Liang Yibu, Liang Yibu suddenly shouted: " Ghost, ~" Subconsciously stepped back a few steps one after another until it reached the square table between the master's left and right seats,

"Dad, what's wrong with you." Liang Yiqi hurried over and pulled Liang Yi to bury him. Liang Yi buried his eyes wide and pointed to the king: "Son, there are... ghosts behind you."

Liang Yiqi timidly on the king's shoulder: "After my father recovers from his illness, he will occasionally have epilness."

"Dad, he is a human. I asked him to come with me. He is the messenger of Dali."

The king silently came forward and saluted: "See the prime minister."

Liang Yi buried his son, and then he was relieved: "You are indeed the messenger of Dali."

"Exactly, Gao Yu, the messenger of Dali."

Liang Yi stabilized his mind and tried to approach the king. Seeing that the king was no different, he looked up and down: "It's like, it's too similar."

At this time, Wang's heart beat faster than him, but he had a smile on his face: "Who do you think I look like?"

"Like a dead ghost." Liang Yi said with hatred, and the dead word was particularly heavy,

The king was shocked. Could it be that he had died in the past 14 years? Alas, no matter what, since he has passed the first level, there must be a lot of barriers to pass before the Song Dynasty. God bless you as a thunderbolt future person. In the future, I can only call Gao Yu back in the future,