Ye Lihan was so drowsy that he didn't know how much sleep he had, and finally woke up leisurely. He was no longer hanging, but lying on a clean bed, with herbal medicines painted on the nails on his feet and on his knees.

After some ointment, my lower body is still tingling everywhere, and even moving is extremely uncomfortable.

Especially at the knees, when the joints bent slightly, it was like being cut by a knife. The pain made Ye Lihan break out in a cold sweat, and he felt that life was worse than death.

It was already bright outside, so I glanced at the place where I slept, guessing that it was still in the temple where I lived, and the one I was in should be the monk's wing.

Yesterday, he heard that Liang Chuan, this crazy beast, was going to attack his wife. Although his wife had no relationship with him at all, and their couple's life had been in dire straits for more than ten years, she was the person sleeping next to him after all, not to mention.

And my own child...that is my only thought in this world.

Thinking of this, he accepted his fate. He had never failed Daliao greatly, but Daliao had...

He couldn't move his body, and there was no point in moving. He was just a piece of meat on someone else's chopping board. If he acted rashly now, what difference would it make to seeking death?

Ye Lihan's eyes were wide open and he looked at the roof beams aimlessly, his mind going blank.

Whenever the three Liang Chuan people stood behind him, he didn't notice it, or maybe he didn't want to notice it.

"The doctor has seen it, and the other injuries are fine. It's just that the knee will be a little more troublesome when it's cloudy and rainy in the future, but there's no major damage. You can rest here for two more days. If you have anything to do at home, I'll send someone to it."

Tell your wife and children."

Monk Hongyi has a compassionate heart. Although Ye Lihan is a Khitan, the idea that all living beings are equal before the Buddha is still deeply imprinted in his bones. In his opinion, what is the difference between him and the Han people?

"Give me a quick blow...it will come sooner or later." There was no desire for survival in Ye Lihan's voice. He only wanted to die quickly so as not to do more things that would disgrace his nation.

Liang Chuan listened to Ye Lihan's words without saying a word. He greeted his brother Zhao and brought the food over. Seeing that Ye Lihan was motionless, he said, "Brother Zhao, please give him some food and water. Don't die in this Buddhist holy land. He will be polluted."

Master Hongyi’s treasured land is used for indiscriminate killing."

Zhaodi's eyes were darkened, and the bags under his eyes were so big that they could fit into a ball. Following Liang Chuan for the past two days, he was so tired that he almost fell down. Liang Chuan had a good physique, but he couldn't do it. Now he still has to wait for this cripple, scooping up

He brought the food to his mouth without even moving his lips, and he felt a little annoyed in his heart. He opened his mouth and cursed: "You Khitan dog, don't be ungrateful. If you didn't kill it directly last night, it would be considered as your benevolence.

If you keep pretending, I'll get a knife and chop you up!"

Liang Chuan smiled and said: "Brother Zhao, you don't have to scare him. If he is afraid of death, we don't have to be so tired. Okay, you and Master Hongyi go to rest first. I will have a few words with Brother Ye."

Brother Zhao took a spoon and took a mouthful of food from the bowl of vegetable porridge, put it into his mouth, and walked out of the house with the bowl in hand.

Monk Hongyi sang to the Buddha that it was nothing serious and that he had not killed anyone in vain in front of the Buddha. He breathed a sigh of relief and went out.

Liang Chuan sat down and said nothing.

Two people, one lying like a corpse and the other sitting with a slight smile on his face.

The air seemed to have been frozen for a long time. Birds were singing happily outside the window, but there was a sense of solemnity inside the house.

After a long time, it was Ye Lihan who spoke first.

"My surname is not Ye, my surname is Yelu, Yeluhan."

"That's right. What's your name, Ye Lihan? It sounds confusing. Who is a good Song Dynasty person who would give such a name?"

"You said Daliao is going to fall. Is that true?"

Liang Chuan sighed, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are fleeting, and he has been there before, so he knows that not only the Liao Dynasty, but also the Song Dynasty will not be around for a long time.

"real."

There was no trace of fireworks in Liang Chuan's tone, only a detached passing cloud.

"Three generations of us have lived incognito, endured humiliation, and sold our lives for nearly a hundred years. It's a pity that we don't even know what Daliao is like, and Daliao is going to die..." Yeluhan said lightly, but there was endless sadness in it. A person's life is full of vegetation and autumn. The sad thing is that he has no choice but to fight for it all his life but doesn't know why he fights. How sad.

"When my father was a child, he often heard my grandfather drunkenly talk about the vastness of the Northland grasslands, the land was black, the cattle and sheep were in droves, and the horses could run for days and nights. I also heard this when I was a child. My father said this, but it’s a pity that I can only imagine what the grassland is like in my mind. My son... will never have the chance to listen to me tell him these words again..."

"I have seen the grassland, and it is indeed beautiful."

Liang Chuan's words surprised Yeluhan. Nowadays, several Liao people have seen the green grassland of their ancestors. He, a Song person living in Tiannan, actually said that he had seen the grassland.

Liang Chuan thought to himself that the picture of the grassland on his desktop was really good.

"You are from the imperial court of the Song Dynasty. It seems that you are also from the imperial court. I want to know why you are so hard on me. There are many party members, Tubo people and even Huawaisemu people in Qingyuan. Why are you just staring at them? Am I alone?"

Now that the chat box between the two people has been opened, there will be no end to their conversation.

"It's not that I want to keep an eye on you, it's your tigress that exposed you. Look at the other houses, they are doing well, but I can't find anyone who is doing well. You have to go to my store to cause trouble. You can't control your backyard. How good is it? Fortunately, you only fall into my hands today. What if one day you go to the government to cause trouble for some reason? Tsk tsk, it's okay if it falls into my hands. If it falls into the hands of others, you won't be locked up to claim credit and reward. I feel sorry for the people of the Song Dynasty."

"Oh, my father also said..."

"Now is not the time to sigh. Little brother, you are also a family man. We men are born in heaven and earth and cannot protect our wives. Then we are not men. Now that you have rebelled against the organization, the Khitans will no longer be able to tolerate you. , what are your plans for the future?”

"I'm already about to die, and you still ask me if I have any plans." Yeluhan lay motionless on the bed.

Liang Chuan chuckled: "Well, get up and talk about it. Recruit all your brothers who came to my house to make trouble. Don't leave any one behind. If I can't keep up with your brothers, then... But don’t blame me for being evil-minded and ruthless.”

Yeluhan suddenly lifted the quilt and sat up. Such a big movement startled Liang Chuan. Liang Chuan thought that this kid was still evil and wanted to fight with him.

"You...are you still coming?"

Yeluhan still remembered Liang Chuan's two axes. Liang Chuan's strength was definitely not something he could compete with, not to mention that his own legs were now disabled.

"Bring a pen and paper, there are a lot of people, I said... you can't remember."

Yeluhan's face was expressionless, and it took Liang Chuan a long time to react. He was overjoyed and shouted outside: "Brother, go get pen and paper!"

A piece of yellow rice paper, with a dense row of names written down on it. They are all strange names that look a bit strange. They are different from the local names like Li Fugui and Chen Ergou that the Han people like. Most of these people have surnames.

Ye, the name is full of rare words, such as Yelu Yuan, Yelu Guang, and Yelu Degui. They were all named Yelu originally. The name Ye is even more awkward to pronounce. It is difficult for ordinary people to use these words. It is not the same as Yeluhan.

Just like his pseudonym, he took a pseudonym to cover up his real name.

Yeluhan not only wrote down their names, but also their ages, addresses, weapons proficiency, and the number of people in their families. The content was extremely detailed!

Liang Chuan was secretly frightened. After writing on the paper for a long time, there were nearly thirty people. Including relatives, there were hundreds of people. These people were a force that should not be underestimated. What if they were not controlled well?

, but it can pose quite a threat.

I caught a tongue today, and I didn't expect that I could uproot the entire Qingyuan stronghold. This is such a surprise. The threat to my Qingtang has been eliminated, and now the threat to the Khitans has also been eliminated, and I can sleep peacefully in the future.

Yeluhan also added a note at the end of the information about these people, which is the size of their official positions. Although these official positions are underground, their effectiveness is limited to internal personnel and cannot be used outside. But as the saying goes, catch the thief first and capture the king.

, this information is indeed extremely important to Liang Chuan.

Liang Chuan pointed to a person's name labeled the leader inside and said, "Is this your leader?"

"yes."

"They must have plundered a lot of property from you. Otherwise, for people in your profession, the court will give you a lot of money, so that each one of you is willing to work hard. You are living a better life than ordinary people."

They are still bad!"

Yeluhan gave a wry smile and said, "You think it's my fault... I can still drink two sips of wine, but I'm afraid the pot in his house can hardly be opened."

Liang Chuan never thought that someone with no money would still do such a life-saving business? He looked at Yeluhan curiously.

Yeluhan said: "You know that we are Song people but actually Khitan people. But we Song people didn't want to see you when we returned to Khitan, and the Khitan people didn't want to see us. We have nothing like you except a wolf head tattoo on our chest."

We are no different from the Song people, but in the eyes of the Khitan people, they do not recognize us as compatriots."

Liang Chuan has always had a question: "Isn't it too straightforward for you to have wolf heads tattooed on your chest? The Han people will know your identity at a glance and are not afraid of being exposed?"

"We are not that stupid. Now we just think it doesn't matter, so we just get a wolf head tattoo. Like our boss Yelv Chongguang, his body is covered with tattoos, with dragons and phoenixes dancing around, and the wolf head is hidden among them!"

I see!

In the Song Dynasty, tattoos were not only not a sign of social scum, but were quite fashionable on the contrary. Casual tattoos without a certain social status were looked down upon. In Water Margin, Lu Zhishen, Shi Jin and Cai Qing all had tattoos on their bodies. They were not ordinary people with flat heads.

He is either an officer or an official servant, or at least a small landowner. Who among the peasants has the spare time to get a flower tattoo?

These Khitan people are also smart. They hide the wolf heads among other tattoos so that others will not easily discover their true identity. It is indeed interesting.

"The Liao Dynasty has learned the face of you Song people but not your treason. The hierarchy is even more strict than that of your Song Dynasty. The hierarchy of superiors and inferiors is extremely harsh. The powerful people at the top regard the people at the bottom as ants, sucking the people below.

Human flesh and blood, we have a home in your Song Dynasty and cannot return, we can only let these leeches suck and squeeze us!"

The more Yeluhan talked, the more excited he became. His two fists were clenched tightly, and a burst of anger was about to burst out.

"How do you say this?"

Liang Chuan frowned and continued.

"The people in the Daliao court think that we are all living a good life outside, especially those of us who work in Shangxian County like Qingyuan. In their eyes, we are even more fat chickens. We must be rich in oil and water and earn tens of millions.
Chapter completed!