Upon hearing such hostile words, Prince Wala's face suddenly became gloomy.
He glanced at the speaking general and suddenly felt relieved. After sitting down, he smiled and said: "I know that people in the Central Plains like to build strong cities. This is indeed not what we people on the grassland like and rely on.
This general believes so much in these stone city walls that I happened to be reading your history books of the Central Plains before I went down. He didn’t quite understand words like ‘Yanyun’, ‘Jingkang’, ‘Yashan’, etc., so I asked the general to give me some advice.”
As soon as Prince Wala said this, the expressions of everyone present changed.
Because the few terms proposed by Prince Wala basically represent a war launched by the grassland nomads against the Central Plains, and without exception, they were all a disastrous defeat in the Central Plains, even a humiliating defeat.
What he said was clearly sarcastic. The solid city walls and passes that the people of the Central Plains relied on were completely vulnerable to the iron hoof of the grassland.
"you!!"
Although the general who spoke first did not read, as a general in the army, he had heard these meaningful words. Even if he did not understand it, just from the reaction of everyone, he knew that he was ridiculed and insulted.
He stood up immediately and tried to reason with his fists.
"General Zhu Shen!" Wu Shiwei shouted in a deep voice, and then he looked at Prince Wala and his face became unkind.
In order to keep the overall situation in mind, he didn't say much, but just glanced at the generals coldly.
After receiving his signal, someone immediately hummed: "Victory and defeat are common matters for military strategists. Our Central Plains dynasty has been inherited for thousands of years. During this period, we have conquered and resisted countless foreign tribes.
Your Highness the Prince only knows about our several defeats, but he doesn’t know how many alien races with ulterior motives have been either enlightened by our royal ways or eliminated over the past thousands of years.
Even the Great Mongolia, which you are most proud of, didn’t disappear into thin air and disintegrate in just a few decades?
Look at you, Wala, even though you call yourself Mongolian and Yuan orthodox, now you can only crawl under the Wei Dynasty and try to survive!
Otherwise, why would you, Prince, be here?"
What this person said was that Prince Wala's face was extremely ugly.
The winter before last, the Tatars and Oara sent troops to invade the Wei border. Although King Oara later saw that the situation was not good, he promptly expressed his intention to surrender to the Wei court, and then decided to send envoys to continue the rapprochement with the Wei.
Due to various reasons, the Wei court was willing to accept King Wala's offer of surrender and alliance.
Only then did he move south to the capital of the Wei Dynasty.
On the surface, Oara sent envoys to the Wei capital to discuss peace and alliance, rather than Wei sending envoys to the Oara court to negotiate peace. This is enough to show that it was the Oara court that was showing weakness to the Wei court.
He couldn't argue with this.
Because he didn't know the person below him, he could only look at Wu Shiwei and said coldly: "You humiliate me, Wala, is it because you don't approve of the alliance between the two parties and want to start a war again?
I'm afraid that the consequences will not be borne by everyone here."
Wu Shiwei first glanced at his subordinates with admiration, and then said to Prince Wala with a smile: "Prince, you have misunderstood, he just made a slip of the tongue, and he never meant to insult you.
This alliance is the result of King Wala's petition for peace, and His Majesty the Emperor of our country has agreed.
How dare we violate such a big thing?
One look at His Royal Highness and you can tell that he is a sensible and generous person, so naturally he won’t be the same as rough guys like us, right?”
Prince Wala looked gloomy, but Wu Shiwei just waved his hand helplessly.
Finally knowing that these people in front of him would not betray him as a prince, he picked up the wine glass, drank it all in one gulp, and then said: "I'll drink General Wu's wine and say goodbye!"
"Leaving now? It's such a rare opportunity, why don't the prince stay and watch the show for a while?"
Prince Wala ignored Wu Shiwei and walked to Jia Lian's side.
Seeing this, Jia Lian stood up and signaled.
Prince Wala said: "It has been too long since I left the royal court, and I am quite eager to return home.
In addition, counting the time, the troops sent by my father Khan to greet the princess will soon arrive.
Therefore, I ask General Jia to leave as soon as possible after he has rested."
Jia Lian said: "There's nothing wrong with you here. You can leave at any time. It's just that the princess has a daughter's body and has been with the army for two months, so she is really tired.
Therefore, I have asked the princess for instructions and will rest here for two days and replenish necessary supplies.
Please forgive me, prince."
"Um."
As if he thought there was nothing wrong with just two days, Prince Wala nodded and left directly.
At this moment, Jia Lian faintly noticed that Prince Wala, who had behaved like a gentleman before, was actually a little more unruly.
I don't seem to respect him any more than before.
Is it because you blame him for not speaking up for him?
Just kidding, as a minister of the Wei Dynasty, how could he help foreigners on this kind of issue?
I didn't help you, because I was about to step into your territory, and I didn't want to offend you.
Just now, Jia Lian saw that Xiang He seemed to want to say something. He probably remembered that he had to enter the court of King Wala, so he stopped talking.
Otherwise, this official from the Ministry of Rites in Beijing will definitely be more "reasonable" than the deputy general.
"He's just a little barbarian prince. What does he have to be proud of?"
"Sooner or later he will be destroyed!"
"Also, some people, as ministers of the Wei Dynasty and appointed by His Majesty as imperial envoys, are so obedient to a foreign minister..."
"Shh, you have to understand, after all, I am going to the King's Court of Wala. It will not be good if I offend someone and enter someone else's territory.
They are not as rich as us, and naturally they care more about their lives than we do, and do not dare to offend others."
As expected, he was a vulgar martial artist, and the fire was set on him.
The man with a gun and a stick deliberately spoke so loudly, as if he was afraid that he wouldn't hear. Jia Lian shook his head and continued to drink, turning a deaf ear.
Wu Shiwei deliberately looked at Jia Lian's reaction, then lowered his hands and yelled: "Don't talk nonsense! If you dare to be rude to the imperial envoy again, don't blame me for serving you lawfully!"
Then he turned to Jia Lian and apologized: "My dear nephew, please don't take their words to heart. They are all a bunch of guys who don't know etiquette."
Jia Lian shook his head, raised his glass and said with a smile: "Uncle Wu is worrying too much, the generals were right.
We are entering someone else's territory, so we naturally need to be more cautious.
I feel that this is much more useful than studying a few more articles on the art of war or practicing boxing and kicking for a few more years."
Everyone didn't expect that Jia Lian not only wasn't angry, but also admitted it openly.
For a time, some people were booing and joking, and some were secretly admiring him.
Wu Shiwei saw Jia Lian's delay more and more, and raised a glass to invite him: "Hahaha, it's rare that my nephew is such an interesting person. It's so late for me to meet you."
Come on, you must have a good drink with me today, we will never come back until we get drunk!"
…
Beijing.
Lantai Temple Houya, Lin Mansion.
When the shower first stopped, Zijuan saw Daiyu sitting quietly by the window admiring the cold moon. She was afraid that she would catch the cold, so she quickly found a crane cloak with red feathers and gauze and a white fox, and put it on Daiyu.
Leng Orer noticed a cold expression on Daiyu's little face, and asked with concern: "Girl, what's wrong?"
Daiyu shook her head and said she was fine.
Zijuan thought for a while and guessed: "Is the girl worried about Second Master Lian?
Don't worry, girl, even the master has said that although Mr. Lian will go far on this trip, there is probably no danger.
But after the errands were done, I came back."
Daiyu glanced at Zijuan but did not take her words to heart.
I don’t know if it’s because she thinks about it day by day and dreams about it at night. She often has nightmares recently.
In the dream, there are flashes of swords and shadows, and in the long yellow sand, there are mountains of corpses.
At this time, she would always see Jia Lian appearing in front of her covered in blood, scaring her awake.
She was really worried, worried that her dream would come true.
Zijuan comforted her casually, and then said: "Girl, the old lady sent someone again today, saying that she would send someone to take the girl back tomorrow.
In my opinion, the old lady really misses you.
For the sake of the old lady, why do you have to be angry with Mr. Bao?
The girl also knows that Mr. Bao has no evil intentions towards the girl.
The old lady is so anxious to take the girl back, it must be the second master Bao who begged in front of the old lady, and the girl should be more tolerant because of his love for the girl. "
"Who is angry with him?"
Daiyu pouted and replied, then sighed again.
It's really time to go and see Jia Mu, the three girls and the others.
It is indeed boring and depressing at home during this period of time.
Several times before, Jia Mu sent people to pick her up, but she was always rejected because she was in poor health or because Lin Ruhai was reluctant to leave her.
If I can't shirk it this time, I'm afraid Jia Mu will become suspicious.