After the court, Yang Yunxian stopped Gao Zhisheng and said with a gloomy look: "Why do I feel like I've been plotted against?"
"The emperor announced his decision in the court without asking for our opinions. (-< >-Net.) [This article comes from the Literature Museum.]" Gao Zhisheng's face was not good-looking, and he nodded slowly and said: "It's clear that he made the right decision.
We have thrown a trap into a trap, and no one would believe it if we say there is no conspiracy."
"What does he want to do?" Yang Yunxian blew his beard and stared.
"I think Xiang Zhuang's sword dance is aimed at Pei Gong." Gao Zhisheng said calmly.
"Pei Gong?" Yang Yunxian asked curiously: "Which one is it?"
"What I mean is," Gao Zhisheng said with a bitter smile: "He closed the city in the name of catching assassins, but actually he was trapping us; he sent an envoy in the name of apologizing, but in fact he was asking for a seal!"
"Ah..." Yang Yunxian immediately became furious and said, "Is this kid tired of living? Can he not let me out of the city for half a year?"
"No matter how many soldiers you have in your territory, Dali City still belongs to the Duan family," Gao Zhisheng said bluntly: "He is really determined to trap you, what can you do?"
"I insist on leaving, how can he stop me?!" Yang Yunxian said coldly: "I still have two thousand guards after all!"
"He will definitely stop him." Gao Zhisheng said calmly: "If the Grand Master is left in the capital, he can sleep peacefully..."
"Ball!" Yang Yunxian spat angrily. He really regretted himself. He wanted to see the situation again and did not return with his son to seek reunification. Unexpectedly, he was careless - Duan Silian, who had been a coward for half his life, actually dared to dunk him.
live.
"Grand Master, please take care of yourself." Gao Zhisheng knew that going too far is not enough, so he clasped his fists and said, "But don't worry, Grand Master, I will always stand by your side, but if you have orders, I will go through fire and water without hesitation!"
"Well..." Yang Yunxian nodded, clasped his fists in return and said, "With your words, I feel much more at ease."
After serving his father on the carriage, Gao Shengtai said bitterly: "Duan Silian is crazy."
"I didn't expect that he would be so stubborn." Gao Zhisheng stroked his beard and said, "I doubt now that this guy is just trying to catch a thief."
"What does father mean?" Gao Shengtai said with wide eyes, "Did he send the assassin?"
"His reaction was too fast," Gao Zhisheng said quietly, "so fast that it felt like it had been planned long ago."
"But isn't this self-destruction?" Gao Shengtai said: "If the Song Dynasty still refuses to agree to pay tribute, what will he do?"
"Those who have no retreat will not look forward or backward," Gao Zhisheng said slowly: "And I estimate that he went to the Concierge Hotel last night and reached some agreement... which gave him confidence that the Song Dynasty would definitely agree to him. And it will definitely be the case.
Sent troops."
"Then what do we do?"
"We can't wait for him to reveal the mystery. By then, our plan will be over." Gao Zhisheng said in a deep voice: "But there is no need to go to a lot of trouble, just send Yang Yunxian out..."
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Gao Zhisheng really guessed that in the hotel last night, Duan Silian did reach an agreement with Ambassador Song...
After bowing deeply in front of Chen Ke's body, which looked like the bottom of a pot, he walked out of the dormitory, bowed deeply to Wang Gui outside and said, "The envoy was killed in Dali. Xiao Wang is guilty!"
"The envoys are the representatives of a country. Killing the envoys of the Song Dynasty is tantamount to starting a war with the Song Dynasty." Wang Gui was seriously ill and coughed repeatedly: "If the king does not handle this matter properly, ahem, the two countries will inevitably meet at war.
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"Don't do it." Duan Silian said repeatedly, "Everything is easy to discuss."
"Ahem, I was already ill, and now I am saddened by Zhong Fang's death." Wang Gui shook his head and said, "I really don't have the energy to talk to the king. Let's talk about it another day."
"No, no, we can't change the date." Duan Silian shook his head and said, "After tonight, everything will be over!"
"Then, let's talk about it here." Wang Gui said rudely, and with the support of the left and right, he sat on a recliner and said with a sick look: "Please tell me."
"Please screen back left and right."
"You guys go out." Wang Gui nodded. He and Duan Silian were the only two people left in the room...and there was a 'dead' Chen Ke in the room.
Seeing no outsiders, Duan Silian knelt down, raised a seal high and said: "Duan Silian, the Lord of the lower country, is willing to dedicate 4,000 miles of the nine counties of Dali, 1.27 million households, and 100,000 troops to the Dali Kingdom."
Go to the country!"
After hearing what Duan Silian said, Wang Gui was startled, sat up and said, "Is it because I'm hallucinating, or is the king talking nonsense?"
"The envoy did not hear any hallucinations, and the young king did not talk nonsense." Duan Silian gritted his teeth and said, "I am indeed willing to dedicate the country of Dali to the Emperor of the Song Dynasty!"
"Why?" Wang Gui said solemnly.
"It's a high-sounding statement. It is the dream of all the kings of Dali to seek canonization in the Song Dynasty, but they have all been rejected by the higher powers. It seems that I, Dali, are not sincere enough," Duan Silian said: "This time, Xiao Wang showed the greatest sincerity and went to Dali.
There is no reason for the president to refuse."
"..." Wang Gui nodded: "What about seeking truth from facts?"
"To be honest..." Duan Silian said with a wry smile: "The current situation in Dali Country has made our Duan family in danger, and we have no choice but to save our lives."
"Who wants to harm the king?"
"The Yang family, and the Gao family. The Yang family has been sharpening its troops and sharpening its swords. The Gao family also harbors evil intentions and is watching with eager eyes."
"The king can't destroy them?"
"Yes." Duan Silian smiled bitterly and said, "It's hard to look back on the past. Except for Dali, the capital of the country, my words as the leader of the country only apply to the Duan family's hometown, Tonghai. The remaining seven counties, three belong to the Yang family and the fourth belongs to the Gao family. They
Their strength is far superior to that of my Duan clan."
"It turns out it's not 'four thousand miles of beautiful rivers and mountains, and more than one hundred thousand armored elite soldiers'..." Wang Gui sighed.
Duan Silian thought to himself, isn't this nonsense? If I have this strength, why do I need to sacrifice my country? In fact, his calculations were very precise. The previous kings of the country asked for the title several times, but all failed. Why? Isn't it?
Is the Song Dynasty not interested in this nominal master-slave relationship? Now that the country is about to be destroyed, why not dedicate this country that nominally belongs to you... Even if you can't get it, you can't let it go to the Gao and Yang families.
Take it!
What's more, there are many ethnic groups in Dali and the folk customs are fierce. If the Song Dynasty wants to live in peace, it must rely on the Duan family to manage it, and it can only be managed by the Duan family: "But the envoy must understand that the Duan family is a powerful figure in Dali.
As an emperor for more than 130 years, this title alone can save the Song Dynasty from spending half of its efforts!"
"..." Only then did Wang Gui take a new look at Duan Silian. It turned out that this seemingly fatuous emperor knew his own value very well and knew what he would get. However, no matter how smart he was, he could not have expected the importance of Dali to the Song Dynasty.
, it is no longer what it used to be. Even if he does not offer it, Da Song still wants to get it: "Does the King want Da Song to make wedding clothes for the Duan family?"
"The soldiers of the Song Dynasty are in Dali," Duan Silian said: "They can also station officials. Can this be regarded as a wedding dress?"
"Haha...so that the king will know that whether the Song Dynasty accepts soil or not is not decided by a small envoy." Duan Silian was honest. Wang Gui couldn't just pretend to be pretentious. After thinking about it, he carefully said every word:
"But Your Majesty is so sincere in converting to the Song Dynasty. I don't think the official family will disappoint you."
Duan Siping also felt that the Song Dynasty had no reason not to accept him: "Tomorrow I will send an envoy to the Song Dynasty to offer soil. Please ask the envoy to send someone to accompany them, lest they do not understand the rules and miss the important event."
He said at once: "But we can't use this banner publicly, so as not to alert others."
"That's no problem." Wang Gui nodded and said, "I can also send someone to go ahead and go back to Bianjing to do your work."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Duan Silian said happily: "This way, our hope will be even greater!"
The two talked about the specific details for a while. Seeing that Wang Gui was really low on energy, Duan Silian left.
After Wang Gui escorted King Dali out of the guesthouse, Wang Shao turned back and cupped his fists and said, "Congratulations, sir, for your great contribution to the court."
"Whether it's meritorious service or trouble, it's still a matter of debate." Wang Gui, however, was not excited at all. Instead, he said angrily: "I have given you many warnings and instructions, and you are not allowed to act recklessly, but you still cause trouble!"
"The prince is unjust." Wang Shao smiled bitterly and said, "It is true that someone assassinated us."
"Hmph..." Wang Gui said angrily: "I think it's out of control, what will happen to your future!"
"If we can conquer the four thousand miles of Dali for the imperial court, what if we have a bright future?" Wang Shao said proudly.
"Alas..." Wang Shao was gagged, and after a while he sighed: "Young and energetic, daring!" He said strangely: "Why is he still holding up the body?"
"He has to wait for someone," Wang Shao said with a smile: "Prince, please go back to sleep, let's not disturb someone's good show..."
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At the fourth watch, after spending the whole night at the Concierge Hotel, they couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep one after another. Even the guards were sleepy. This was the time when vigilance was at its worst.
A slender black shadow jumped from the outer wall of the Concierge Hotel, which was more than two feet high, and landed silently on the ground. Then the black shadow found its direction and touched the front yard of the Concierge Hotel. Its hands and feet were extremely
Fortunately, the guard's focus of defense was in the backyard, allowing him to reach the mourning hall set up in the front hall unimpeded.
There was no one in the mourning hall, except for a body covered with a white sheet, lying quietly on the mourning bed in the middle.
After seeing the motionless 'corpse', the figure of the black figure visibly froze. After standing at the door for a long time, he moved over with difficulty, walked to the coffin bed, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and opened the white sheet.
Through the weak candlelight, she saw the face as dark as ink... She immediately softened, covered her mouth, leaned against the bed and shed tears.
Although she covered her mouth tightly, she cried extremely hard. The tears were like beads threaded on a thread, dripping in clusters on her dark face, which actually diluted the darkness and revealed a white spot.
Tears flowed down Chen Ke's cheeks and into his eye sockets. Something magical happened, his eyelids actually trembled.
