Chapter 309: Lord of Liao (middle) (seeking the moon)
A hunt was like a whirlwind, with the roar of dysprosium, the shouts of people, and the cries of animals intertwined together, making people's blood rush. Everyone was chasing and killing, and they did not withdraw their troops until the sun turned west.
After total calculation, among the tribes who participated in the hunt, it was the Song Dynasty envoy who harvested the most, which surprised the Khitan tribes.
After returning to the camp, the Lord of Liao hosted a barbecue banquet to entertain the Song envoys who came from afar. The Khitans lit fires in the camp, skinned and washed the prey they had killed, pierced it with iron spears, and roasted it on the fire.
Zhao Zongji had never had such an experience. He and the emperor of the Song Dynasty's biggest enemy were sitting around a bonfire. The only difference was that the Lord of Liao had a piece of tiger skin sitting under his butt, while he sat on a piece of deer skin.
For the people of the Liao Kingdom, how could there be so many rules about hunting in the wild and sitting or lying down as they pleased? When the Song Dynasty first sent envoys to the Liao Kingdom, the then Emperor Shengzong and the Empress were sitting on a cart with Shih on it.
Putting wooden bowls and basins on the table, the couple were eating while receiving the envoy. Seeing this, Mr. Song felt uncomfortable: Grandma's empire was defeated by these old men...
However, times have changed. Now more and more Liao people are beginning to respect Han rituals and have more rules than people in the Song Dynasty. It’s just that the young Emperor of Liao has an unrestrained nature and has a very serious atavism...
Yelu Hongji sat cross-legged by the fire, took a sip of strong wine from a gold cup, looked at Zhao Zongji and said, "Why are the Song envoys here?"
Zhao Zongji said to himself, "Dear sister, did you ask me to come?" But he couldn't say that, and he had to say respectfully: "The foreign minister is here for the long-term reconciliation between the two countries."
"A long-term reconciliation? That's easy." Yelu Hongji said with a smile: "Return the land of my ancestors. Then we will be happy for a long time!"
Zhao Zongji was filled with anger... He traveled thousands of miles to bring me to the prairie, and made things difficult for me in every possible way. It turned out that he still refused to give up! Thinking of this, he asked: "The two dynasties stopped fighting and lived in harmony for ten years. Your Majesty
Why did you suddenly propose to cede land?"
"Because the Southern Dynasty broke the contract first." Yelu Hongji said. He looked at the ministers around him... When he was introduced earlier, Zhao Zongji knew that this was the Privy Envoy of the Southern Court of Liao State, King Yelu Yixin of Zhao, who was close to the Lord of Liao.
people.
Yelu Yixin knew that his master's heart was all about hunting and not so much about government affairs. When the Song envoy asked, the eldest brother didn't know how to answer. He quickly answered: "You in the Southern Dynasty are blocking Yanmen Pass.
, built additional ponds on the boundary river, repaired the city, and recruited militiamen. What does this mean?"
"Yes," Yelu Hongji nodded and said: "All the ministers requested to send troops to the Southern Dynasty, but I think it is better to send envoys to the Song Dynasty to ask for the land in Guannan. If the Southern Dynasty gives it, it will still be a country of brothers, and there will naturally be a long-term reconciliation. If the Southern Dynasty
The emperor's uncle didn't even give him this face, so he didn't delay raising his troops again." The Song-Liao-Chanyuan alliance was a kingdom of brothers. At that time, Zhenzong of the Song Dynasty was the older brother, and Shengzong of the Liao Dynasty was the younger brother. Now the Song Dynasty
The official is the son of Zhenzong, and Yelu Hongji is the grandson of Liao Shengzong. He has been a generation older. This is an important reason why he is persuaded to make trouble over nothing.
"Your Majesty opened the map and saw that Yanmen Pass was blocked by the Song Dynasty to guard against the Xixia Dynasty, not against the Liao Dynasty. The increase of ponds was the result of voluntary land reclamation by the border people, and after the Liao Dynasty protested, we have stopped it. Over the years
, the pond south of the boundary river has been basically filled in. This is our respect for the covenant." Zhao Zongji explained.
In fact, the shrinkage of the ponds on the border began with the change of the Yellow River. The water of the Yellow River rushed under the mud and sand, filling in all the ditches and canals that the Song Dynasty dug with great difficulty. However, this allowed the Song people to explain the matter confidently. Pause.
, Zhao Zongji added: "There is also the City God who repairs the damage, and the Xiangyong who makes up for the vacancies. There is no breach of contract at all!"
"..." After listening to Zhao Zongji's explanation, Yelu Hongji looked surprised and said: "If the Qing family said this, I don't know the details." After saying that, he looked at the old man on the other side and said, "Uncle, why are you talking to me?
Did my royal brother say something different?"
The old man with a golden crown on his head and gorgeous clothes is none other than Yelu Chongyuan, the current heir to the throne of the Liao Kingdom, the emperor's uncle, the marshal of the world's military forces. And the 'brother of the emperor' mentioned by the Lord of Liao is his son.
Nerugu Yelu Chongyuan heard the words and said calmly: "The words of the Song envoy may not be true."
"That's right." Yelu Hongji nodded, cut a piece of roasted golden venison, put it into his mouth and chewed it slowly.
Zhao Zongji thought that this round of conversation was almost over. Who knew that after Yelu Hongji swallowed the meat in his mouth, he spoke again: "What I want to get is the ancestral homeland. It is only natural and right for the Southern Dynasty to return it."
"Your Majesty!" Zhao Zongji became furious and said forcefully: "In order to usurp the throne, Emperor Gaozu of the Jin Dynasty bribed the Liao Dynasty with the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun. Zhou Shizong's repeated expedition to capture Guannan was all in the past. Now, I am
It has been ninety years since Longxing of the Song Dynasty. If the two dynasties each claim their hometown in different generations, will it be to the benefit of the Northern Dynasty?"
If you want the old land of Guannan, then we will go to the Sixteen Prefectures of Youyun to see who loses the most.
Yelu Hongji was once again at a loss for words. At this time, the singing and dancing began, and the Lord of Liao stopped talking nonsense and invited the Song envoy to watch the dance prepared for them.
Zhao Zongji and others saw a huge music and dance team of more than 300 people lined up in the hollow of the camp, all wearing footless futou, red robes and leather boots. To the accompaniment of the lively Khitan music, the dancers
They put their heels on the ground, raised their toes off the ground, put their arms diagonally on their chests, leaned their upper bodies to the right, turned their waists to the left, and began to dance...
Most of the envoys from the Song Dynasty just watched it as a novelty, because compared to the Song and Song people's peak singing and dancing skills, the dance of the Liao Dynasty can only be regarded as primitive. There are no difficult rotations and other movements, just pauses and stretching of the limbs.
But Chen Ke looked very comfortable. This bold, rough, and rhythmic dance was much more manly than the Yangliu Qingwu of the Song Dynasty.
That night, the carnival lasted until midnight.
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After getting up from the tent the next day, Chen Ke learned that the Lord of Liao had actually moved elsewhere to hunt. As for the negotiation, he left it to Emperor Taishu Yelu Chongyuan...
"I thought I had persuaded him." Zhao Zongji said depressedly.
"Didn't you notice, that guy has a razor-sharp ear?" Chen Ke didn't speak yesterday, and all his attention was used to observe the Lord of Liao and his noble ministers: "Everyone I listen to says is reasonable, but I don't know how to make a decision.
Just stay away and show up again when we come to a conclusion."
"He Yelu Chongyuan..." Zhao Zongji sighed and said, "I really regret not showing my trump card yesterday."
"You are seeking death." Chen Ke said: "You are sowing discord in front of the nobles of the Liao Kingdom. Do you believe that this prairie is where our bones are buried?"
"What should we do?"
"Just take it one step at a time." Chen Ke smiled bitterly and said, "Just grind it out slowly."
"It's time to pack up and hit the road." Zhao Bian was not in a high mood.
"Where to go?" Zhao Zongji asked.
"The Nabo of Lord Liao."
"Isn't this Nabo?" Zhao Zongji asked.
"For an emperor like Yelu Hongji who had to change places to hunt every day, if Nabo followed him all the time, wouldn't his ministers be exhausted to death?" Zhao Bian said: "So, every time they go to a place, they will choose one. In the central area, the palace was set up. The Lord of Liao hunted around Nabo, and sometimes camped outside when it got late, just like last night."
"I guess Lord Liao will have a long hunt this time." Chen Ke chuckled.
After being on the mission for nearly a month, the mission had become accustomed to life on horseback and in tents. They quickly packed up and followed Yelu Zhongyuan's team to the northwest for a day. In the morning of the second day, they saw There are more and more dense tents and cattle and sheep.
Chen Ke estimated that these were the family members of the Liao Lord's personal guard Oruduo... These elite warriors directly under the Liao Lord had their own slaves and property. Wherever they followed the Liao Lord, their families followed.
To his surprise, there were many shops on both sides of the main road, where merchants gathered, and business was booming. Many Khitan men and women in luxurious clothes were shopping, followed by slaves carrying large and small bags. It seemed that they had gained a lot.
What surprised him even more was that most of these Khitan aristocratic men wore colorful gold-plated futou on their heads, fine brocade robes of emerald hair, or fine brocade robes with plate carvings, and their feet were made of fine clothes that were only popular in Bianjing last year. The boots and shoes... all look like the modern men's attire of the Song Dynasty. As for the women, they are all dressed up like Bianjing girls.
It seems that the Ha-Song phenomenon is indeed serious among the Khitan nobles...
Yelu Chongyuan looked a little worried and urged the Song envoy to leave quickly. After a while, he saw a large camp surrounded by deer stockades.
How big is this camp? It can accommodate six to seven thousand felt tents. These mushroom-like tents are in clusters and groups, arching around a dozen huge felt tents in the center. That tent must be the "Imperial Palace" 'Yes. And those smaller tents should be the residences of the princes and nobles.
Yelu Chongyuan asked someone to take them to the concierge tent and left.
Following the Liao people to the 'Concierge Tent', Chen Ke and the others finally saw that tents can be so gorgeous...these tents have bases of more than a foot high, with wooden pillars and bamboo, with felt as the cover, painted pillars, and brocade as the walls. The floor was covered with thick wool carpet, and the windows were made of felt.
The bedding and tables inside are also extremely luxurious. Moreover, the hospitality of the Liao people is extremely considerate. There are maids and slaves at your call, the food and drink expenses are all as high as those of a prince, and there are even beautiful women who attend the bed at night... For the first time, people feel that living in a tent is actually a kind of noble life.
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