However, the great Emperor of Song Dynasty hit a soft nail this time.

Not far away, the stall owner at the bottom didn't even turn back and had no intention of paying attention to Zhao Dongting.

Zhao Dongting was slightly stunned, then turned his head and said to Zhang Ru, "Concubine Jing, let's go down and take a look."

As soon as I went out, I met Hong Wutian and others walking to his door.

Before Zhao Dongting could speak, Hong Wutian smiled and said, "The emperor just felt that artistic conception?"

Zhao Dongting chuckled and nodded, "Seniors, come down to see me?"

Everyone was idle and they walked towards the inn.

Go out of the inn and go to the night market.

Zhao Dongting led Hong Wutian and others to walk straight towards the stall owner. Only Mrs. Xu slept with Concubine Yang Shu and did not come out.

The stall owner didn't leave.

He didn't look back at Zhao Dongting just now, so he didn't recognize Zhao Dongting until Zhao Dongting walked closer to him.

He was obviously a master with a very high artistic conception, but at this moment he showed a very kind and even pleasing smile on his face, "Look at it casually, please take a look."

Zhao Dongting looked down at the stall.

There are only a few antiques and treasures on the stall, but not many, but each one should look genuine.

Antique dealer.

Zhao Dongting was not so surprised at why the stall owner was so extraordinary.

Usually, except for those who do business, antique dealers are not ordinary people who can get these things.

Zhao Dongting pretended to look at the objects on the stall and asked the stall owner intentionally or unintentionally, "Isn't it like this local from Hengshan County?"

The stall owner was slightly stunned and said, "You just asked for an invitation?"

“That’s right.”

Zhao Dongting raised his head and bowed to the stall owner.

The stall owner said, "The old man is just a businessman, and he should not be valued by the young master."

He naturally declined.

Zhao Dongting naturally would not give up like this, and chuckled softly: "Senior's artistic conception is amazing, why should he be so arrogant?"

The stall owner murmured: "I'm old, old..."

He really doesn't look like he's angry.

Zhao Dongting looked at Hong Wutian next to him, Tie Liduan, "There is no realm in martial arts. We martial arts practitioners should pursue them, so how can we talk about old age?"

He leaned forward a little, "If you want to come out of the mountain and ask for money and power, I will satisfy you, how about it?"

The stall owner was slightly surprised, "Is the young master from a noble family?"

Zhao Dongting chuckled, "I always have some influence on Jinghu South Road."

The stall owner shook his head and said with a little apology: "Thank you for your kindness, but I am still old and have no pursuit of these external things."

He was very polite, but his eyes clearly showed a distant and quiet look that kept people from thousands of miles away.

Zhao Dongting failed to tempt him, and changed his strategy, "The Song Dynasty is now at the time of liberation. As the Song people, did the seniors have no idea of ​​serving the country?"

"Oh."

Seeing that the appearance was not outstanding, the stall owner shook his head and laughed, "There are talents in the country, so why do we old guys need to work harder? Besides, what I should have contributed to the court in this life has also been dedicated. However, the saint was not as wise as the current saint at the time. The efforts of our generation were...haha, it was wasted. So many old guys died on the battlefield, and it was not easy for me, the old guy to survive. In this life, I just want to continue like this."

"oh?"

Zhao Dongting was slightly stunned, "Senior was once a member of the Song army?"

Of course he was surprised.

With the strong artistic conception that the stall owner had just revealed, he should not be an unknown person in the army at that time, "Dare you ask the senior about the name of Gao?"

The stall owner still shook his head slowly, "No nameless, no nameless."

Zhao Dongting was really helpless.

The stall owner made up his mind not to come out again. Even if he had a seven-inch tongue, he would not be able to force others.

He bowed to the stall owner again and sighed, "Since that's the case, I'm disturbing senior."

After saying that, he turned around in disappointment and prepared to go back.

But as soon as he turned around, he suddenly remembered something and turned around and said, "If the current priest came forward to invite seniors, I wonder if seniors would be willing to come out of the mountain?"

The stall owner did not answer, but just sat back on the small stool.

He was stunned at the antiques on the stall. Perhaps it was the conversation with Zhao Dongting that just now reminded him of the past.

Those who shed blood and shed tears in the army, no matter how old they are, will inevitably be unforgettable for that life.

"The nameless person..."

Tie Liduan did not turn around with Zhao Dongting, but stared at the stall owner with his eyes tightly and said inexplicably: "Where has your silver face gone?"

The stall owner was stunned, suddenly looked up and stared at Tieliduan.

Tieli Duan was surprised on his face, "Are you really unnamed?"

The stall owner slowly pulled out a sterling silver mask from the bottom of the street stall, "There are only dozens of people in this world who know my name. Who are you?"

Tie Liduan smiled from the bottom of his heart, "Your silver face was created by me at the beginning, but I haven't given me money yet."

"blacksmith!"

The stall owner stood up from his seat, "Are you a blacksmith?"

He did not recognize Tie Liduan, obviously he had never seen Tie Liduan before. But judging from his expression, the two of them were very familiar with each other.

Zhao Dongting and others turned around in surprise.

I saw Tieliduo walking to the stall owner, hugging the stall owner heavily, and patting the stall owner on the back, "Why are you here? Where did you go after Xiangyang?"

His face was excited, and there was even a faint light of tears in his eyes.

The stall owner was also a little excited and said, "When the defeat in Xiangyang was defeated, I hid my name and lived in seclusion under Hengshan."

The two hugged each other for more than ten seconds before letting go.

Tieli Duan said happily: "Let's go to the inn to drink and talk?"

The stall owner looked at Zhao Dongting, swept his hands and put away the linen cloth, and wrapped it in it with antiques, "Okay."

Zhao Dongting was overjoyed and walked towards the inn.

When they arrived at the inn, Zhao Dongting asked the servant to bring the delicious food and drinks, and everyone sat down.

Zhao Dongting asked, "Two seniors know each other?"

Tieli Duan smiled and said, "I haven't really met this guy, but I'm a brother for more than ten years. We have worked in Green Forest Camp for more than ten years. This guy has always been elusive. Only the camp leader has seen his real face."

Zhao Dongting showed a little surprise and looked at the stall owner, "It turns out that the senior is also from the Green Forest Camp."

The stall owner nodded slightly, "This young master is..."

Tieli Duan put it in his ear and said softly.

The stall owner showed a look of surprise and immediately stood up and wanted to salute Zhao Dongting, "Wu Ming sees..."

Zhao Dongting quickly stopped him, "There are so many people and eyes, so seniors don't need to be polite."

The stall owner was slightly stunned and then sat back on the chair. Looking at Zhao Dongting again, there was only a look of surprise on his face, no longer the coldness before.

Zhao Dongting asked with a puzzled smile: "Senior, since he has worked with Senior Tie in the Green Forest Camp for more than ten years, why did the two seniors not know each other? They have never met each other before?"

The stall owner said: "Caomin was in charge of investigating information in the Lulin Camp, and he couldn't stand it."

A hint of audacity appeared on his face, as if the sharpness was back on him at this moment.

Back then, the Green Forest Camp was unable to hold back the entire world, and he was responsible for inquiring about the news.

When Zhao Dongting heard this, his eyes lit up.

What he lacks the most now is a person like a stall owner.

Although Wu Lianying managed the Military Intelligence Department very well, this old eunuch was still difficult to make Zhao Dongting believe it. Because it was too cold, Zhao Dongting couldn't see through it.

If the stall owner can be brought back to the court, not to mention the power to let the stall owner divide the military intelligence department, it is very feasible to set up a yamen in Wuding Hall to inquire about the world of Jianghu.

After this thought arises, it grows very quickly in Zhao Dongting's mind.

He looked at the stall owner with a green light almost popping up, but he forced his impulse to suppress his heart. He just sat down and spoke, which seemed a little abrupt and too hasty.

Zhao Dongting stood up and saluted the stall owner, "I apologize to the senior on behalf of the senior."

The stall owner was stunned and then stood up in panic, "This, this... the grass people dare not."

Zhao Dongting smiled bitterly, "What's there to dare? If you don't accept this gift, I will feel uneasy. In the Battle of Xiangyang, all the seniors worked together to block the Yuan thieves and gained a reputation for our Song Dynasty. If it weren't for the foolish emperor and the incompetence of the former emperor, the Yuan thieves would not have invaded our Song Dynasty. Unfortunately, I was not born yet and could not meet the style of all the seniors with my own eyes."

He looked at the stall owner with his eyes and said, "I am willing to invite my seniors to the Wuding Hall again, but I will never dare to force me. If my seniors are unwilling, I only ask my seniors to hold a position of worship in the Wuding Hall Glory Hall. The seniors should be supported by the court for the rest of their lives. In this way, my conscience can be stable."

In the years in Xiangyang, the Green Forest Camp fell apart, and those experts in the martial arts world paid too much for it.

The court really owes them.
Chapter completed!