Zhao Si hurried behind everyone and couldn't help but smash his tongue.

To be honest, as a constable, he has seen a lot of people who are not afraid of death, but he is rarely seen like this Mongolian masterpiece, who is obviously surrounded by heaven and no way down the ground, but he is still pretending not to be afraid of death.

So he really wanted to nod and praise "hero", and then he wanted to ridicule "melon peel".

He was still ruthless when he died. This Mongolian trick might be skinned alive by the Mansion.

However, Zhao Si didn't know what the "Prime Minister of the Han area in the South of the Mo" was. This kind of Mongolian official position was not easy to be exposed to by an ordinary constable in the Song Dynasty, so when he heard Kublai Khan's loud shouting, he felt no trouble in his heart.

But it was different when I heard the Xiangyang prefect's ears.

Xiangyang is an important town, and he is always wary of the wind and movements north of the Yangtze River. There are also many spies sent to spy on the news. At least some of the open intelligence will be sent here continuously. He knows the title of Kublai Khan, Prime Minister of the South Desert in Mongolia.

Not only did he know, he also knew that not long ago, Kublai Khan led his troops to sweep Henan, and when the troops arrived in Xiangyang, he suddenly stabbed his troops to Hanzhong. When he first heard this news, he and the officials of the Jinghu Control Command and the General Office were relieved, and they saw each other's luck and amnesty from each other's eyes.

Is this person in front of you Kublai Khan?

The face of the Xiangyang prefect was unstable, and he dared not believe it, nor did he dare not disbelieve it.

Didn’t this person fight against Sichuan soldiers in the Hanshui Valley? How could he fight with gangsters in Xiangyang City?

The prefect was an old man. His decades of life experience and ups and downs in the officialdom told him that this was impossible.

But the big man in front of him was majestic. Although he was wearing a ragged shirt, the momentum that came out of his indifferent eyes made people hesitate, so that the soldiers in the yard dared not take action and turned around and looked at their bosses.

The prefect was suffocated and waved his sleeves in front of everyone: "Take it down! Tie it first!"

Regardless of whether you are real or not, you can't be so arrogant on the Song Dynasty.

As for distinguishing the truth and the false, how to deal with it after distinguishing it, such major events should be decided by higher-level figures.

Kublai Khan sneered and let the Song Bing tie him up. The strong hemp rope was wrapped around him like a vine and climbing the mountain wall, like a rice dumpling. Then, he was taken away under the crowd of Song Bings.

Before leaving, the prefect drank the officer leading the team and ordered without expression: "This person does not have to be detained in the prefect's office, but is sent directly to the corps office of the commander's office. I'll go there first, and you will come later."

Then he quickly walked out, and stopped sitting in the sedan chair. He jumped onto a strong horse that was being led and rushed to the commander's office.

Zhao Si looked at this scene from behind and was confused. He thought in panic: "Is this person really a big man? Why do big man come to be a detailed work?"

The prefect, together, ran to the yamen of the garrison two streets.

The yamen of the yamen of the Xiangyang Prefecture are more generous than the yamen of the Xiangyang Prefecture. At least there are five rooms at the door. The stone lion in front of the copper nail gate is majestic, the twelve rows of halberds and dozens of flags swaying in the wind have a strong murderous aura that is different from ordinary governments. The sharp horse-resisting and patrol soldiers standing at the door make ordinary people afraid to get close.

In the past, although the prefect of Xiangyang was only one less than the Jinghu Commander, he was of the same grade and would have been dismounted from the horse, and he would have been slow to step in with his name and thorns, and he would have done his best in the order of the official.

But today, the Xiangyang prefect crashed into the pile of horses and almost fell on the spurs with a tip facing up when they jumped down. The guards were so shocked that they surrounded the soldiers. After seeing who they were, they came to flatter and asked if they were injured.

The Xiangyang prefect naturally had no intention of paying attention to them. After asking about Jia Sidao, he was inside, and he lifted the hem of his official uniform and even stopped the notice, so he rushed in.

Turn the two walls around the corridor, go straight into the backyard through the festival hall, and you can see it from a distance. In the back garden, Jia Sidao was playing tea and chess with two Qingkes, free and easy.

A quick-footed servant ran ahead and took the lead in reporting the news. Jia Sidao then frowned and stood up. As soon as he walked to the steps outside the small building, he met the panting prefect of Xiangyang.

"Sir, be more steady. What kind of morality is it for you and my court officials to fall in the eyes of others in such panic?" Jia Sidao couldn't help but say something harshly, and shook his sleeves by the way.

The old prefect was not interested in how rude Jia Sidao, who was much younger than him, said, "Sir, I just caught a Mongolian work outside and claimed to be the Prime Minister of the South of Mongolia. The subordinates dared not make decisions without authorization. Come over and ask the Lord to decide!"

Jia Sidao was amused and looked at him jokingly: "Isn't this simple? If you are a fake, you will just drag it out and chop the guy."

The meaning of the words is very clear. You are afraid you are so confused. Just call yourself Kublai Khan. Do you take it seriously? You have been in vain for so many years?

The Xiangyang prefect shook his head bitterly, and took out the ring from his arms: "Sir, look at this, this was found from the Mongolian."

Jia Sidao raised his eyebrows, took the ring and looked at it.

"According to people who have been in the north, the patterns and seals on them are all the family emblems of Temujin, the chief of Mongolian, and most people cannot engrave them. This is true or false... Therefore, the officials dare not act without action."

Listening to the narration of the Xiangyang Prefect, Jia Sidao's frivolous spirit disappeared and he seemed solemn. His hand, who was originally trying to throw the ring back, picked it up again, and walked in front of him and looked carefully again.

"Go and call all the people who came back from the north." After turning his head and saying to the servant beside him, Jia Sidao turned his head and looked at the prefect of Xiangyang.

"Where is this person now?" he asked.

As soon as he finished speaking, footsteps sounded rapidly at the moon gate of the garden. Two soldiers in armor walked in quickly. They saw Jia Sidao talking to the Xiangyang Prefecture from afar, and stopped again, stood still and couldn't stop watching.

One of the two was a soldier who was the gatekeeper of the commander's commander, and the other was a soldier who was escorted from the prefect's office, and was recognized by the prefect of Xiangyang.

"It's probably here, and I should be waiting outside the lobby now." The Xiangyang Prefect looked around and replied.

Jia Sidao narrowed his eyes and pinched his hands tightly: "Go and see!"

He became agile, changed his tiredness and laziness just now, ran forward in two steps, and rushed into the lobby.

As soon as she sat down on the chair of the Grand Master, Jia Sidao ordered: "Come on Mongolia quickly!"

The stout soldiers standing in front of the hall just shouted "Get orders" and Jia Sidao changed his mind again.

"Let me go down and identify it myself!"

"Uh?" Before the soldiers could react, Jia Sidao had already walked through them quickly, walked out of the deep lobby, and came to the bluestone steps in front of the hall.

Kublai Khan was tied up at the steps, standing among a group of Song soldiers and guns, staring at him.

The two of them intersected their eyes, their eyes turned around in the air, and they looked at each other's figures and clothes again.

Kublai Khan's eyes were cold and arrogant, with unquestionable arrogance.

Jia Sidao's expression was suspicious and unpredictable.

The scene was quiet for a moment and was broken by a few people who came hurriedly.

"Mr. Jia, I'll wait." Several officials who were sweating profusely were taken to Jia Sidao by the gatekeeper and bowed their heads and sang.

Jia Sidao did not raise his eyelids, but turned his head and pointed a hand at Kublai Khan and asked softly: "You guys have followed the imperial envoys to Mongolia and have seen many Mongolian chiefs. Let's identify who this person is."

After hearing this, the few people turned their heads and looked in the direction of his finger.

Two of them changed their faces in an instant.
Chapter completed!