Negotiations between countries are a very cumbersome matter, and they definitely happen more than once or twice.
The two countries must attack or defend step by step in endless quarrels and scoldings, breaking down each other's psychological defenses bit by bit, and ultimately achieve the interests that their own countries need.
This is the case with Li Qinzai and Princess Honghua.
Both of them are actually envoys, each representing their own country.
Let’s talk, if you scold me, I will give you the middle finger, if you wish my family wealth, I will pray to God to bury you quickly...
After finishing the conversation, let’s talk about business. During the intermission, we continue to greet each other’s family and friends, and then continue talking about business.
Li Qinzai didn't know how others negotiated. It is said that there have been many powerful negotiators from ancient times to the present, such as Zhang Yi, Su Qin, Zhuge Liang and so on. They talked elegantly and often quoted scriptures to quarrel with other scholars.
Li Qinzai couldn't do it. On the one hand, his cultural level was limited. On the other hand, the other party was a woman in her forties, so she really couldn't argue with her.
However, in the alternative field of threats and swearing, Li Qinzai feels that he is still capable of fighting.
No, Princess Honghua's eyes were red and she was almost crying because of herself.
The mother-in-law, who is in her forties, had a drink with him in the Juyi Hall yesterday, hugging each other's fists and calling each other brother, but today she was in tears, and the visual gap was a bit big.
"Your Highness, you are the envoy on behalf of Nobo Khan. You must be strong." Li Qinzai sincerely advised.
It's so boring to cry in the middle of an argument. You can change players and continue the argument. Crying is a bad behavior.
"Get out!" Brother Honghua roared harshly, wiped his eyes fiercely, his tears were gone, and he was returning to Lan.
Li Qinzai asked tentatively: "How about... let's fight again tomorrow?"
"Don't even think about it. Let's explain the matter clearly today. Your general has just set off and there is still time to change the military order. Is there any use waiting until tomorrow?" Princess Honghua said angrily.
Li Qinzai smiled: "Your Highness, please speak first."
Princess Honghua gritted her teeth for a long time and said coldly: "We can't get 10,000 cattle, sheep and war horses. Five thousand cattle, five thousand sheep, and five thousand war horses. I will write to the Khan right away."
, ask him to send it to Liangzhou City immediately."
"There is no need to discuss the matter of moving to Liangzhou City. Li Qinzai, you are the envoy of the Tang Dynasty. Don't bully others too much. It will not be good for the Tang Dynasty if you add insult to injury to Tuyuhun."
"Tuyuhun destroyed the country. There is no buffer zone between the Tang Dynasty and Tubo. You will have to face the threat of Tibet for the next hundred years. Are you sure this is in the interest of the Tang Dynasty?"
Li Qinzai glanced at her in surprise.
Gua Po-niang is actually not stupid anymore. Her speech is very clear and logical.
It's a pity that the elbows are still turned outwards. In this era, a woman's position can really only be with her husband's family. This is a helpless rule.
Gua Po Niang, who is so well-organized, is not easy to mess with. You must fight again next time. When your opponent is in good condition, the right way is to avoid his edge. Choose a time when she is confused to talk about business, so that you can frighten her into a daze.
"Let's leave it at that for the cattle, sheep, and horses. We can temporarily shelve the matter of moving to Liangzhou City."
"Your Highness, I really have good intentions. I really can't bear that the Khan and His Highness would fall into the hands of the Tubo people and suffer humiliation and torture. At least the Tang Dynasty was very kind and kind to the Khan and His Highness, right?" Li Qinzai said with a smile.
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Princess Honghua gritted her teeth and said, "Yes!"
Li Qinzai clapped his hands and called a sergeant from the governor's office, saying: "Hurry out of the city and catch up with the soldiers of the Imperial Army. Pass on our military orders. After entering Tuyuhun, you can engage in battle with the Tubo and help Nuohebo Khan retreat from the enemy. Go quickly.
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The officer clasped his fists, turned around and ran away quickly.
Li Qinzai smiled at Princess Honghua again and said: "Your Highness, I will keep my word. As Your Highness wishes, our Tang soldiers will have their first battlefield confrontation with Tibet."
Princess Honghua's face relaxed at this moment, she nodded her head and said proudly: "In this case, I would like to thank Mr. County Li on behalf of Khan Nuohebo."
Li Qinzai stood up and said with a smile: "I respectfully send Her Royal Highness the Princess back to the hotel to rest."
"You don't need to send it!"
"If you don't want to send cattle or sheep..."
"Li Qinzai, if I have the chance to return to Chang'an, I will definitely fight in front of the Emperor and your life will be worse than death!"
"...We also need to add cattle and sheep."
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After galloping all day long, Sun Congdong led his troops and finally arrived at the front line of the battle between the two countries west of Jishi Mountain.
As soon as he entered the war zone, he was stopped by Tuyuhun troops. After Sun Congdong showed his identity, he was led directly to Nuohebo Khan by Tuyuhun soldiers.
Nohobo Khan is a greasy middle-aged man in his fifties.
His greasiness is not about dirty jokes and skewers, he is greasy in the literal sense. Nomads are not good at farming and mainly eat meat such as cattle and sheep. If they eat too much meat, their faces will be covered with a layer of oily smell, making them look like a head.
The suckling pig that has just come out of the oven is so shiny that it makes you want to cut it into pieces.
Nuohebo Khan was extremely pleasantly surprised by the arrival of the Tang Dynasty King. He was naive and thought that the Tang army came sincerely to help him fight against Tibet.
When friends come, they are treated to fine wine and, unmentioned, beef and mutton.
Sun Congdong and Liu Asi were both shameless and did not come to help sincerely, but this did not stop them from eating and drinking, and they did not feel guilty at all.
Of course, Nuohebo Khan was also a little disappointed because the Tang army's lineup was too small.
But it doesn't matter, the Tang army's willingness to send troops is an attitude, and this is what Nuohebo Khan needs.
After the first dispatch of troops, there will inevitably be a second and third time. Tuyuhun's pressure from Tibet will gradually be transferred to the Tang Dynasty, and the Khanate will be able to save it.
Observing this army carefully, Nuohebo Khan discovered that in addition to the horizontal knives, hooks and sickles, and arrows and crossbows that were necessary for the Tang army, each of them also carried a long, strange weapon with three holes, and each of them carried a strange weapon on his waist.
The bulging bag carried a sheepskin bag, and I didn't know what was inside.
Probably because the suzerain country is full of love for the vassal country.
The curious Nuohebo Khan asked about this strange weapon during the banquet. Sun Congdong and Liu Asi just smiled and talked about it, saying that the Khan would know after the war with Tibet tomorrow.
Early the next morning, the soldiers of the Tang army, who had high hopes from Nuohebo Khan, set off to the front line west of Jishi Mountain after a good meal.
Khan has swept away the decadence and despair that he had felt for many days. When he got up this morning, he was not only cute, but also full of ambition. He strongly expressed his willingness to go to the front line with the Tang army soldiers. Khan would personally beat the drum to cheer for the Tang army soldiers.
The war horses were galloping, and thousands of Tuyuhun horses were surrounded by more than a thousand Tang army soldiers. After more than an hour, they arrived on a plain to the west of Jishi Mountain.
Seven or eight miles away in the distance is the Tubo camp with banners blocking out the sun.
The Tibetan people had already lined up and were waiting. Before the two armies took action, the desolate horn horns were already wailing.