royal robes

Chapter 12 Khitan Warrior
A middle-aged rich man stepped forward and said politely: "Old man Zhao Hongde, please see Master. I don't know..."

"Second uncle?"

"Yuen Long?"

"One of our own?" Zong Xin was very surprised. Why did he meet a person named Zhao who was one of his own?I originally wanted to give him a good education.

"What... what's going on? Why did this master beat anyone he saw? It scared me to death."

Zhao Kuangyin explained: "This is the well-known master Zongxin in the Jianghu. He is a monk. He can't see the suffering of the people, and the servant's attitude is bad, so he is lightly taught. In terms of our martial arts, he is not dead yet. , you know we're not angry."

"That's true..." Zhao Hongde sighed, Zhao Kuangyin's martial arts had indeed improved.With his skill, he could probably kill this servant with just two punches.

Zong Xin waved his hand and said, "I'm easy to talk to. What's going on? What did they do wrong?"

"Master, these are all Khitan dogs. They were killed on the spot and no one collected their corpses for them." Zhao Hongde said depressedly: "These Khitan dogs were fighting grass valleys in Youzhou. Their martial arts are really good. I managed to subdue them. However It's really weird..."

"Second Uncle, didn't you just catch a few Khitan dogs hunting Caogu, what's so strange?"

"Do you believe it or not?"

"Don't dare..."

Zhao Hongde said depressedly: "It's really strange. Logically speaking, the Khitan soldiers who were digging the grass valley should retreat first when encountering a large group of people, but instead of retreating, this group of soldiers started fighting with us. There were originally dozens of people, and most of them were killed by me. After killing them, there were only a dozen left. The martial arts of these brats are really good, they are not like ordinary Khitan native dogs, they should be Khitan wolf dogs."

The people of the Zhao faction hated Khitan deeply, never said that the Khitan was a human, and always referred to him as a dog.

Zong Xin took a deep breath and said, "Can you give this group of Khitan warriors to the poor monk?"

"Ah~?" Didn't you hear?

"Can you give this group of Khitan warriors to the poor monk?"

"Ah~?"

Still haven't heard?You are not too old, and your ears are not working well?

"Let me tell you...otherwise he won't understand." Zhao Kuangyin said awkwardly: "Can you give these Khitan dogs to him for free?"

Zhao Hongde suddenly said angrily: "No, the Zhao Clan's family rules are strict, and they are incompatible with the Khitan. As long as the Khitan dogs are in the hands of the Zhao Clan, none of them can leave alive."

"He gives money."

"How much?" Zhao Hongde suddenly said excitedly.

"Second Uncle makes an offer."

Zhao Hongde glanced sideways, and then said: "How about 1000 million taels of silver?"

"I fought with you today. I thought I was a bandit. You are more bandit than me." Zong Xin immediately rolled up his sleeves and prepared to fight.

"Excuse the sky and pay back the money on the spot. You don't even understand the rules of business. Shut up and let me talk." Zhao Kuangyin said softly, "Second Uncle, how about a tael of silver each?"

"You want uncle's life! How can you buy such a good slave for one tael of silver? At least ten taels."

"Second Uncle, I am also a member of the Zhao Clan. Ming people don't speak secretly, so two taels of silver are worthless."

Zhao Hongde sighed and said, "Who told you to be my nephew? It's only two taels of silver. Come over and see how many are still alive."

These Khitan slaves immediately stood in a row, wearing bracelets and shackles, powerless to resist, and they knew Zhao Hongde's martial arts, resistance would be a dead end.

Zhao Kuangyin counted and found that there were eighteen Khitan dogs in total.

"En ~ 30 taels of silver, Zong Xin will give you the money."

"30 taels?" Zong Xin looked at Zhao Kuangyin in surprise, and then at Zhao Hongde. Such a money-obsessed person didn't even refute, as if it was this number.

Zong Xin suddenly began to wonder whether he was stupid or they were crazy? 18 people, two taels of silver per person, a total of 36 taels.Why is six taels missing?
"You don't understand... This is the tradition of our Zhao family."

"I really don't understand..."

Zong Xin gave him 30 taels of silver and left Zhao Kuangyin to have a good chat with his second uncle.He deliberately asked Chai Rong to go back first, and he left the dock with eighteen Khitan warriors and came to an open space.

Eighteen Khitan warriors stood in two rows, everyone listened to the monk Zong Xin, and there was a hint of excitement in their eyes, the excitement of killing people.

Zong Xin clasped his hands and looked at the 18 people very kindly. Then Zong Xin grabbed his fist and rushed into the crowd. The next few hours were filled with the wails of Khitan warriors.

I originally thought that I would buy myself when I met a stupid monk. Whenever I had a chance, I would kill the monk first, then change into clothes and escape back to Khitan.

Unexpectedly, this monk's martial arts was so high that the 18 people were helpless to fight back, and could only lie on the ground and scream.

After the beating, Zong Xin put a pill into each of the 18 people's mouths and forced them to swallow it.

"What you took just now was poison, and I will give you an antidote every once in a while. If there is no antidote...you have pustules on your body, which are extremely itchy. When the time comes, you will scratch them with your hands, and you will be scratched." The bloody flesh still doesn't relieve the itching. What comes out of the skin is all pus and rotten water, that's a tragedy~ But as long as you stay with the poor monk, the poor monk will give you the antidote regularly."

Eighteen Khitan warriors gritted their teeth and looked at Zong Xin, they didn't expect this monk to be so vicious.

"Okay, now the poor monk will take you to take a shower, shave your head, and put on brand new monk robes. You will be monks from now on." After Zong Xin finished speaking, he unfastened the bracelets and shackles for the group of people, so there is no need to worry about them escaping at this time.

"Monk, what do you want?"

Zong Dao: "There are no fools here, even if you can escape from the poor monk's grasp, can you really return to Khitan? The poor monk sees that your martial arts are not simple, and you are definitely not ordinary Khitan warriors. Did the monk guess wrong?"

Eighteen Khitan warriors gasped, the monk was right, nearly a hundred people desperately resisted the Zhao Clan's large army, just to cover someone and leave first.Zhao Hongde didn't see it, but Zong Xin understood it when he heard it.

"Indeed, so what?"

Zong Xin said with a smile: "It's not good for you to protect the Lord, can you still return to Khitan? Khitan respects martial arts, even if you fight to protect the Lord, but in the end you are captured as a prisoner, even if you return to Khitan alive, you will not be accepted by the tribe, right?"

These words spoke to the hearts of the eighteen Khitan warriors, and it was true.It is a great shame and humiliation for the Khitan people to be captured as captives. Even if they fled back to Khitan like this, they would have no place to stand.What's more, they are only queens, they don't know if their master is safe, how can they have the face to go back to Khitan?
Zong Dao: "I don't want to know who you are protecting, but can you guarantee that this person will be able to escape? Zhao Clan's troops resisted, but Youyun Sixteen Prefectures are so chaotic, this person may be captured by other troops. suffering."

The eighteen Khitan warriors nodded repeatedly. This monk was right... and unlike other Central Plains people, he did not call himself a Khitan dog. The most important thing was that he did not see any hatred in the monk's eyes. He did not hate it. Khitan people.

In today's world, there is no one in the Central Plains who does not hate the Khitan people. Could it be that this person is really an eminent monk?There was no hatred in his eyes.

Suddenly a person stood up and asked, "Master, what do you think should be done?"

"The poor monk would like to ask, is this great man worth your life?"

"Of course."

Zong Xin nodded and said: "In this case, you will follow the poor monk. If this person returns to Khitan safely, then you will be loyal, and you can work for the poor monk with peace of mind. If this person is indeed kidnapped, the poor monk I will definitely help you snatch him back, and go back to Khitan in person... The poor monk also plans to go to Khitan, because Yeluhong's saber is still with me, and he wants to invite me to Khitan as a national teacher."

Zong Xin took out the saber from his cassock. Although the Khitan warrior had never seen Yeluhong's saber, he knew at a glance that this saber belonged to the Khitan royal family.Everyone was dumbfounded. They never thought that there were Khitan friends in the Central Plains. If Yeluhong recognized this master, what else could he say?
"Master~" Eighteen Khitan warriors immediately knelt down on one knee, expressing their sincerity and submission.

Zong Dao: "Do you know how to be obedient in the future? I tell you to hit whoever you beat, and kill whoever I tell you to kill, and practice martial arts well, so as not to lose face as an eminent monk like me. Finally, this is the Central Plains, yours. The name must be changed, so as to avoid trouble, we will call them according to the ranking, whoever has the highest martial arts will be the first, and then the second and third will still be ranked down, understand?"

"Understood, Master." X18
"Well, go take a bath with the poor monk and shave your head. The status of a monk can guarantee you unimpeded travel in the Central Plains. From now on, you will be the guardians of the poor monk."

"Understood, Master." X18
"Call me Master."

"Yes, Master." X18
The eighteen Khitan warriors were well-trained, and they were not ordinary soldiers at all. They immediately regarded Zong Xin as their masters after they were willing to surrender.They knew in their hearts that what the master said was right. In the Central Plains, no matter how much makeup they put on, it was easy for people to see the clues. The difference between the Khitan people and the Han people was still very big.But if you shave your head and wear monk robes, I believe no one will doubt it.

The Khitan regards martial arts as their esteem, and Zong Xin had already defeated these 18 people, and they were his captives in the first place. With Yeluhong's saber as evidence, the Khitan warriors naturally surrendered after expressing their position.

The city of Chang'an was very large, and it was easy to do things with money. Almost in an instant, eighteen slaves dressed in rags turned into eighteen monks.It's actually very simple, as long as you shave your hair clean, trim your beard a little, take a shower and change your clothes.

This was a busy day, and when Zong Xin returned to the restaurant with 18 people, many people were guarding outside the restaurant.

What Zong Xin did today has already spread in Chang'an, and everyone wants to come and see what this holy monk looks like.It's just unexpected that this holy monk is quite grand, and there are more than a dozen guardians behind him, each of them mighty and majestic, looking very imposing.

Zong Xin saw the four of Guo Wei and his son at first sight. There were two middle-aged men of similar age sitting beside Guo Wei, and one of them tasted wine with a relaxed expression.

It can be seen that this person is Guo Wei's friend, and his cultivation level is extremely high.Although he didn't take action, this person's movements revealed the temperament of a peerless master, which Zong Xin would never mistake.

As for the other guy...it's weird, really weird, it's hard to believe it's a guy.

Zong Xin looked back at the sky again, the sun was about to set, he wondered if Guo Xin could fill the wine jar.

(End of this chapter)