Chapter 1498

"Zixiao is too reckless. Where is the reason in Nie camp? If he really doesn't come back, what can he do?"

Master Sun Wen is very worried about this. The current situation is very bad. Wei CI ran over to die.

He also knows the truth of Weici's analysis, but where do people worry so much when they are excited?

Apart from anything else, if one or two generals who are not disciplined and have a burst temper want to be rough, can Weici still retreat?

"He will never return. More than 200000 living people will be buried with him. His filial piety will not be lost." Qi Guan asked him to take a sip of tea and said, "since ancient times, there have been no figures on how many emperors have been buried with living people. Besides, Zixiao belongs to loach, which is not easy to catch."

Sun Wen choked. He didn't expect Qi guanrang, who was always single and unsociable, to tell cold jokes.

"Nie Liang's death is more or less related to the Lord. I'm going to mourn for fear of being seen as a provocation."

Although Master Sun Wen hates Nie, it's a pity to think about Nie Liang's death.

Qi official let him smile coldly, "it's just human nature."

Is it true that Wei CI sincerely goes to mourn?

Don't laugh at people. He mainly wants to confirm whether people are really dead. He also has the meaning of showing off his strength and suppressing Nie.

Normal people will not believe that the weasel's New Year greeting to the chicken is a kindness from the heart.

While they were chatting, Wei Ci and his party arrived two miles outside Nie camp and were stopped on the way.

"Who are you?"

Nie Jun's scouts looked at Wei Ci and others. They were very hostile and were surrounded.

Wei CI rode on the horse and smiled and made a bow. "We have come to mourn guangshangong by the order of our Lord."

As soon as several Nie Jun scouts heard this, their cheeks suddenly turned blue, and they came up and wanted to draw a knife to kill.

Wei CI smiled at him. He didn't seem to see the white blade. Instead, he was escorted by the soldiers who escorted him.

"When the two armies fight, they don't kill envoys. Today, we have been ordered to come to mourn guangshangong for our Lord. It's not a battle before. If you don't agree, you will use a knife and a gun. Is it your meaning or someone else's? You ignore military discipline and laws when guangshangong dies?"

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

They looked at each other, and finally gave way and sent a message.

When several angry generals in Nie camp heard this, they were so angry that they exploded in situ.

"What does Liu Xi mean? He has repeatedly angered the former Lord, and now he has sent a slave soldier with a head of money to show his attitude?"

The general's swearing was a little impolite. Several scholars frowned.

The price of the first money is just a penny. Both slaves and soldiers are inferior in society. Even if they were angry, Jiang Pengji had the courage to send someone over. The messenger's status must be not low. It was too damaging to curse "slave soldiers with a head price".

Another person was gnashing his teeth. *, "the front foot was preoccupied with the spirit, and then he died. His feet sent people to mourn for his funeral. He was deceived by me. He was nobody. Let people roll! If you dare to step in the front of the main hall, he must kneel in."

There are also generals who are more grumpy and want to go out with weapons weighing 30 or 40 kilograms.

"Gentlemen, wait a minute. I'll break people's heads for the spirit of the previous Lord."

The more they spoke, the more angry they became. The plain Wei Xuan looked coldly and scolded, "enough, not enough chaos?"

The faces of the people were not angry. They were all strong men. The enemies were all kicking their noses and faces. How could they bear it?

Wei Xuan said, "do a good job in the funeral of the first lord and stabilize the morale of the army so that Liu Xi won't take the opportunity to get into trouble. Only by doing these things well can the first lord go at ease. If you move the messenger, Liu Xi doesn't care whether the first seven of the first lord has passed or not. Do you want to see that the bones of the first lord are not cold and add new scars?"

The words were so excellent that several people who dared not jump again, but some people were unconvinced.

"If Liu Xi dares to send troops, he will dare to fight at the end. If the first lord dies wrongly, will he be humiliated by them after death?" The general choked his neck and asked angrily, "are you greedy for life and afraid of death, military division? Knowing that the thief has a bad heart, the military division still has to protect the thief?"

"This is not greed for life and fear of death. The overall situation is important." Wei Wei didn't sleep well for two or three days. He looked very pale. He still insisted, "you can be a hero for a while. You really want to make the funeral of the first lord impossible, so that you can lead the troops to fight with Liu Xi?"

The general said sadly, "is it difficult for them to come to the Lord's spirit and show their strength?"

Wei said, "it's not necessarily. If people come, they should incense, mourn, and act like filial sons and grandchildren."

After hearing this, the general felt more comfortable.

Wei asked the herald, "who is the messenger sent by Liu Xi?"

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

For a moment, they found that Wei's face was distorted, which was an unspeakable expression.

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

As Nie Liang's right-hand man and close friend, Wei Fu's family relationship has been cleaned up. Many people who have a good or bad relationship with him know that Wei Fu has a third brother squatting on Liu Xi's side as a counselor. Unexpectedly, the person who came to mourn this time would be Wei CI.

Now, someone laughed.

"It seems that Liu Xi also knows well."

Another person agreed, "that's true. If you don't count in your heart, how can you send Wei CI over and think of your brother's protection."

Wei Ying said coldly, "if Wei CI is a little disrespectful in front of the former Lord's spirit, he must personally cut it."

As soon as this remark came out, people with some thoughts didn't dare to talk much.

Before his death, the former Lord Nie Liang entrusted the young Lord Nie Qing to Wei Fu, who is the father-in-law of the young Lord. This relationship is hard behind the scenes.

Fan Chen said to Wei in private, "it's embarrassing for you. Your brother is not sensible."

Wei Wei said, "Zixiao is a sensible child when he is young. No one has ever bothered. If he dares to come, he is mostly confident to retreat."

Fan Chen choked, "who gives him confidence when he is at war?"

Wei Xuan said in a muffled voice, "his brother."

Knowing his brother's character and knowing that Wei Hui will worry about the overall situation, Wei CI firmly believes that Wei Hui does not dare to let him have an accident in front of Nie Liangling.

Fan Chen looked sympathetically at Wei.

It's pathetic enough to have such a bad brother.

Although there was a strong smell of gunpowder in the tent, the atmosphere was good when Weici came. At least the scene that someone pulled out his sword and rushed to cut him didn't happen. When they saw Wei CI hanging a sword around his waist, the whole face immediately pulled down. The boy didn't poke, did he!

As if he had mind reading skills, Wei CI stopped in front of the tent and untied his sword before he came in.

Wei CI first saluted Nie Qing, then nodded to the people, took sacrifices and put them in front of the spirit, knelt in front of the spirit to offer wine and worship, and made no mistakes in every move.

"Mercy came in a hurry. He had to write an article in a hurry before preparing a sacrifice. I hope you will forgive me."

Nie Qing said coldly, "it's good to have this intention."