"Save my life?" The Turkic man frowned. "I can't even save myself, how can I save you?"
Zhao Xiu took out the jade tiger and handed it to the Turkic man. The Turkic man took it and looked at it, but couldn't figure out anything about it except that it was valuable.
"This is a token of communication between Prince Ying and Guo Yuanzhen, and it also serves as my death warrant." Seeing the Turkic man staring at him in confusion, Zhao Xiu explained, "As soon as I hand this jade tiger to Guo Yuanzhen, it will be the day of my death."
The Turk understood, "You want me to deliver the jade tiger for you?"
"You are a Turkic. Guo Yuanzhen dare not kill you."
"Once you're in his territory, killing or not is just a matter of a word from him."
"Guo Yuanzhen has been blockaded and held hostage by the Hexi and Anxi prefectures, and has been cut off from the capital. He is now in need of help from you Turks. How dare you kill him?"
By sending a token and then killing the messenger, Prince Ying and Guo Yuanzhen were plotting a heinous act. The people of Dasheng were hypocritical and cared about their reputation, always seeking justification for everything they did. Killing the messenger was an attempt to silence him.
"When it comes to silencing people, no one distinguishes between people from Dasheng and Turks." Moreover, his last whereabouts were in Fuqiang County. Even if the Bolor tribe investigated, they would not have expected that he was abducted to Beiting.
If Guo Yuanzhen killed him, even if he died, no one would suspect Guo Yuanzhen.
He couldn't take the risk.
"Don't you want to send it off?" Zhao Xiu narrowed her eyes.
"You don't want to die, and I don't want to die either." The Turkic man politely refused, not wanting to anger Zhao Xiu.
"That's right." Zhao Xiu suddenly smiled. "Who wants to die if they can live?"
The Turkic people were frightened by his smile, "If you really want to live, then don't give me this token."
Zhao Xiu revealed a helpless and resentful expression. "I'd like to not send you off, but I have family and teachers. I can't just ignore their lives, right?"
Then he asked the Turk, "Do you have parents, wife, children, and tribesmen? If one day someone threatened you with them and forced you to do something you didn't want to do, something that could even cost you your life, wouldn't you do it?"
The Turks remained silent.
Seeing that he was touched, Zhao Xiu changed his expression to a relaxed one, and bowed to the Buddha again, "Perhaps it was the Buddha's blessing that allowed me to meet you and gave me a glimmer of hope."
Then he turned to the Turks and said, "Don't worry, we are now tied together, and we share the same fate, so I will not let you die."
The Turks were beginning to soften their hearts, but then they heard him say complacently, "Besides, you are in my hands now. I will bring you to Guo Yuanzhen, and you will have no choice but to do what I say."
The Turkic man just wanted to jump up and slap Zhao Xiu twice, and then slap himself twice, to scold himself for being soft-hearted towards this dead dog!
"I'm telling you all this because I feel that it's pointless to hide it from you now that things have come to this point. I might as well tell you the truth so that we can work together to figure out how to stay alive at the hands of Guo Yuanzhen." Zhao Xiu looked like a rogue, and he really deserved a beating.
Seeing the Turkic man's eyes almost popping out of his sockets, he continued, "Besides, if we work together well, maybe we can not only save our lives, but also get Guo Yuanzhen under your control, and let your Bo's tribe achieve great merit."
"It's the Bolor tribe!" The Turkic man snorted coldly, "Easy for you to say, but Guo Yuanzhen is no fool."
"He's certainly not a fool, but I'm not stupid either."
Military generals rely on their soldiers, and civil officials rely on their strategies. Although he had not been a top scholar for a few days, he had already seen the methods of those court officials and even had a deep understanding of them. If he did not learn something from them, then his suffering would be in vain.
"Just you?" The Turk rolled his eyes. "A mere messenger, you think you can shake the general? You're like an ant climbing a tree."
"Ants climbing trees?" Zhao Xiu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, "You mean ants trying to shake a tree? Looks like you need to learn more about the Central Plains dialect."
Seeing the Turks about to explode again, he quickly interrupted, "I certainly can't do it alone. Don't we have you, the majestic and powerful general of the Eagle Division? Besides, if you're afraid Guo Yuanzhen will kill you, why don't we just not go to his territory? Wouldn't it be fine if we met at the border between our two prefectures?"
The Turkic man finally managed to ask, "Which prefecture?"
Zhao Xiu had a clue in his mind and said calmly, "Anxi Protectorate."
The Turks did not agree, but after Zhao Xiu's repeated throwing, beating, coaxing and rubbing of the man, the prickly hemp rope had become soft and submissive.
Just a couple more rubs and it should be ready.
The wind and sand outside stopped, and Mei Er asked his followers to pack up their luggage, pull away the camels blocking the cave entrance, and continue on their journey.
The Turks were helped onto camels and looked at the sand dunes in the distance, feeling a sense of foreboding.
"Let's go!" Zhao Xiu took the lead and set off with a group of people.
Not long after walking, the Turkic man felt his body suddenly shorten and he fell forward. He lowered his head in confusion and then let out a scream of terror.
"Quicksand!" Zhao Xiu and others looked back, only to see that most of the camel's legs had been swallowed by the quicksand.
Looking at the other people who were fine, he was speechless. What kind of luck did this person have!
Seeing their camels sinking deeper and deeper into the water, the Turks shouted to the stunned crowd, "What are you standing there for? Help me!"
Everyone then looked for wood and untied the rope to rescue the man.
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After the heavy rain, the heat was temporarily relieved and the whole city was cool. Many people took the opportunity to go out for a stroll and get some fresh air.
Xu Jiang left Liang Mo and Yin Yin to guard the shop, and rode a donkey to the Dali Temple with only one guard. Her heart was as calm as water at this moment. The shock and fear she had felt when she saw the letter yesterday had disappeared, leaving only a hint of curiosity.
When they arrived at the gate of Dali Temple, she handed the donkey to the guard and asked him to wait outside. After asking the guard to inform everyone, she went in alone to see Xu Twelve.
The patrolman who came to deliver the message yesterday came out to lead the way, and explained Xu Twelve's situation to Xu Jiang as they walked.
"Nothing serious, just a bump on my forehead. He hit me very well."
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