Yang Song is still as handsome, mellow and amiable as ever.
The faint smile on his face always makes people like him involuntarily.
At this moment, under the guidance of the guards, Yang Song came to the meeting hall of the General's Mansion gracefully.
After giving a solemn and respectful salute to Yuan Shao, he looked around and nodded to the counselors and generals in the hall.
With such a polite expression, even though the Ma family and the Yuan family were in the midst of a war of weapons and fire, no one in the hall could feel any ill feelings toward Yang Song.
Yuan Shao never expected that the envoy sent by Ma Chao this time would be Yang Song, the most favored subordinate of Zhang Lu in Hanzhong.
But after thinking about it, Yuan Shao understood that this was Ma Chao's deep intention.
He was indirectly telling Yuan Shao that the boundaries of Dongchuan were level, and Ma's power was unstoppable.
Thinking of this, Yuan Shao felt quite unhappy and said: "I don't know what the important matter is when General Hussar sent his envoy here.
If it is not important, I remember how Ma Mengqi treated the envoy I sent."
What Yuan Shao said was naturally about Han Yan and Sima Yi.
When Yang Song heard that Yuan Shao spoke in a threatening manner, he couldn't help but smile casually and said: "Since Song dares to come here, he is not afraid of the general's wrath.
Today I was ordered to come here to ask the Yuan family to withdraw from Bingzhou.
Let’s stop fighting and repair the family.”
As soon as he said this, the good impression Yang Song had brought to everyone as a gentle and elegant person was gone.
Yuan's civil and military officials couldn't help but change their expressions when they saw Yang Song being so presumptuous.
"What an arrogant tone."
Guo Tu stepped forward and scolded Yang Song: "Ma Mengqi didn't understand the current affairs and used weapons rashly to prevent my lord from raising an army to serve the king.
Such a rebellious move, Yuan Shao will definitely be at odds with him.
You crazy man, Go back and ask your lord to wash his neck.
When our Yuan clan’s army of heavenly soldiers suddenly arrives, we will behead the Yongliang barbarians to express today’s anger.”
"What a coincidence, my lord told me before I came here that if the Yuan family does not know what is good and what is good, I will also tell you this."
Yang Song seemed to deliberately arouse everyone's anger.
Underneath his pleasant face, there is no mellow heart or means at all: "If I hadn't begged so hard, my lord would have ordered me to return the heads of 50,000 Yuan soldiers to you this time."
Yang Song turned his hands back and forth, glanced at Yuan Shao, and seemed to say this casually.
However, these humiliating and contemptuous words immediately aroused the general in the hall to become furious.
He turned around and grabbed the sword from the golden ax guard behind him.
He drew the sword and placed it on Yang Song's neck: "A dog relies on human power.
Believe it or not, I am now."
I’ll kill you.”
Among the Han princes today, only four generals can wear swords in court: Ma Chao, Cao Cao, Liu Bei, and Sun Ce.
The other princes' discussions were all imitated in the Han Palace court meeting, and the generals were ordered to take off their weapons before discussing.
As a result, Han Meng became angry and had no choice but to draw his sword from the honor guard behind him.
But such a moment also made Yuan Shao frown slightly.
He was surprised that Han Meng had easily taken the guard's weapon without a weapon.
In addition, Yuan Shao was even more surprised.
After Yang Song entered the hall, his right hand had been turning over and over consciously for a long time.
This was by no means a habit.
After this action, Yuan Shao was suspicious and angry, without saying a word, and just watched the performance in the hall coldly.
"General Han Meng."
Yang Song turned around comfortably and said as if he had just seen Han Meng: "It turns out that he is the nephew of Han Rong, the gun king of Hebei, whom my lord and Feng Xiangong jointly killed.
I have admired him for a long time."
"Dog" Han Meng was poked in Yang Song's weak spot, and the beard under his jaw was immediately pricked like a needle.
With a sullen face, Han Meng kicked Yang Song to the ground and said coldly.
Han Meng, who was used to being domineering in the Yuan family, was naturally not a fool, but without Yuan Shao's order, he couldn't really kill Yang Song.
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But it is no surprise that underneath his rough appearance, there is a cunning and cruel heart.
That kick, which hit the person's side and rear knee, would not only make the person kneel down instantly.
It is more likely to kick the joints, causing permanent habitual dislocation, and the instant pain is even more painful to the bone.
At this time, the sense and strength of Han Meng's kick could be seen from Yang Song's face, which was dripping with cold sweat.
Han Meng watched with interest Yang Song's expression as he struggled to bear the pain.
These envoys, who originally thought they were extremely tough, had never been anything more than bullies.
Although he couldn't really kill him at this time, he still managed to make him suffer a little.
Don't let them reveal their true colors, lie at your feet crying and begging for mercy However, to Han Meng's surprise, Yang Song slowly stood up with support on the ground after struggling for a moment.
Although his speed was not fast and he was a little trembling and embarrassed, he stood up slowly.
When Han Meng was angry and wanted to attack again, Yang Song said: "Yes, he is indeed the fourth generation and the fifth prince of a noble family.
He is not as cold and decisive as my lord, and he cannot afford to lose the Yanshi battle.
We can only let these pig-slaughterers and meat-sellers humiliate us, Yang Song has seen this before."
Han Meng was so excited by Yang Song's words that he really couldn't do anything again.
At this time, Yuan Shao, who had not spoken much, raised his head and shouted: "Come here, give me a big cauldron, add oil and fire, and cook this Ma family envoy for me."
As soon as this statement came out, no one in the Yuan family hall objected.
Only Jushou took a very careful look at Yuan Shao and sighed slightly.
The two guards stepped forward and pushed Yang Song to the ground.
Yang Song said coldly: "Well, since that's the case, I don't want to say anything anymore.
I just want to don't regret it when the Ma family's army comes to Yecheng."
"I want to tell you that I want to be a hero, but there is no way."
Yuan Shao sneered and said with murderous intent: "I have fought in all directions and killed countless people, so why would I care about killing one more person like you?"
After saying that, Yuan Shao waved his hand again, and the two guards escorted Yang Song out of the hall.
Outside the hall, a large iron cauldron with a diameter of five feet has been set up.
The cauldron has been filled with oil, and dry firewood has been added to the bottom of the iron cauldron.
It is burning fiercely.
Less than two quarters of an hour has passed.
The kerosene in the big iron cauldron was already emitting green smoke.
People standing next to the cauldron could feel the smoky heat wave from a distance.
Yuan Shao walked up to Yang Song, looked around at Yang Song and said, "I don't know if my arrangement is to your liking."
Yang Song curled his lips and turned his face to the side.
He didn't even bother to look at Yuan Shao.
Yuan Shao was furious and immediately shouted: "Cook it, throw this messenger into the oil pan and cook it!"
"Promise" the guards agreed with a bang, and immediately led the other three guards to grab Yang Song's limbs, lifted him up, and placed him on the big iron cauldron.
Perhaps in order to let Yang Song "enjoy" the fear before his death, the four The man did not let go immediately, but just hung Yang Song on the big iron cauldron.
Yuan Shao stared at Yang Song for a moment, but made a very subtle "slow down" gesture with his right hand.
Yang Song never looked at Yuan Shao again from the beginning to the end, and the expression on his face was very calm, as if he really didn't care about life and death.
In less than a moment, Yang Song and four other people were hanging on the big iron cauldron.
The soldier was already soaked with sweat.
Yang Song seemed to be a little impatient.
He turned to the commander of the soldier and said: "General, why bother a dying man?
Why don't you just let me go and let me die happily." " "A man cannot be fed by Jiuding during his life, and he should be cooked by Jiuding when he dies."
Yang Song said this and waited for death generously.
At this moment, Han Meng was slightly moved when he heard the words: This Yang Song is still as calm as a man who regards death as returning home.
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