The lights were brightly lit in the big tent, with a pot of wine and a few dishes of side dishes. Zhao Zongji and Zhao Bian sat across from each other, and Chen Ke sat horizontally at the bottom, pouring wine for them.
Zhao Bian held the wine cup, took a sip and said: "Zhong Fang, I'm not telling you, you are too stingy. If you don't take out the fairy dew, you will let us drink horse urine all day long..."
"What are you talking about, father-in-law?" Chen Ke said with a smile, "I got a letter from home today. I brought it by the way. Isn't it time for Baba to take it out?"
"That's pretty much it." After a few glasses of wine, Old Zhang Zhao blushed and began to chatter: "Actually, if you ask me, if they know about five hundred thousand taels, they will know it. It's really not a big deal...
"
"How to say?"
"I was shocked at first, but after I was shocked, maybe it was because it had nothing to do with me. I quickly figured it out." Zhao Bian said: "It's not a bad thing for the Khitan people to know the bottom line of the imperial court, because there are only two kinds of
The result - either they accept it or they don't. If they don't accept it, knowing it means not knowing it. If they accept it, on the whole, we have basically succeeded and are very close to your goal."
Seeing that the two people still didn't understand, he paused, laughed loudly and said: "The difference of three hundred thousand taels is very big in terms of annual coins; but what if it were elsewhere? It is only the annual tax of a medium-sized county.
That’s all, can the Liao Kingdom take this amount of money seriously?”
Chen Ke and Zhao Zongji looked at each other, patted their heads together and said, "Yes, yes, you're actually over the top."
"So, the authorities are confused, but the bystanders are clear." Zhao Bian felt very excited to teach these two extraordinary young people: "You care about these three hundred thousand taels, but the Liao Kingdom does not care. Anyway, what they want is victory.
The name of the author. As for the increase of 200,000 and 500,000, there is no big difference!" He said with a smile: "And judging from the attitude of the Liao people, it is clear that they have accepted the upper limit of 500,000. That is a distance of two
One hundred thousand, can it still be far away?"
"Good meeting, good meeting!" The two of them got rid of their obsession, and their eyes suddenly became clear. They nodded repeatedly and said: "But speaking of it, these 300,000 taels of Liao people should still care about it..." After all, they can get the two items from the previous two times at once.
The sum total is twice as valuable!
"Twice the face?" Zhao Bian was amused by their new words: "Yes, but it's just the difference between 'you have face' and 'twice the face'. It's a matter of degree, not a matter of principle, so it's not so tricky.
Already."
"Yeah." The two nodded and said, "You always tell us what we should do?"
"Want to know?" The old gentleman was already a little drunk, and he laughed and said: "It's full."
"It's full." Chen Ke quickly poured wine for Zhao Bian.
"Negotiation is just like fighting, it requires the art of war." Zhao Biancai smiled and said: "Today I will tell you about the ultimate strategy of negotiation - don't talk!"
"Don't talk about it?"
"Yes, don't talk about it!" Zhao Bian nodded and said, "When I was the magistrate of Miszhou, there was a prison riot. At that time, I refused to listen to any of the prisoners' demands until they released the jailer they held hostage.
This complete refusal to talk to the prisoner is tantamount to telling everyone that I will never give in. For opponents, this is a very credible threat, especially when they are at the height of their arrogance, they can help
They are calm and collected.”
"The Liao people now think that they have a chance of victory and think that we will definitely give in. If we continue to negotiate at this time, we will definitely be angry and the effect will not be good." Zhao Bian continued: "We might as well terminate the negotiation and not bargain with them. Let's.
The opponent understands that there is nothing to discuss in this matter. Either it collapses, or it accepts our price!"
"What if... it collapses?" Zhao Zongji asked.
"It won't collapse." Zhao Bian said with a smile: "Their emperor will come back in three days. If they can't negotiate well then, it will appear that they are incompetent. So no matter what, they will give the emperor an explanation..."
"Sure enough, old ginger is still hotter." Chen Ke flattered him and said with a smile: "That's what we'll do!"
"That's it, come on, do it!" Zhao Zongji was in a good mood, raised his glass and said with a smile.
"Dry!"
"Dry!"
The three of them relaxed their hearts and started drinking... This was high-quality wine! Old Master Zhao was so happy that he drank it as sour wine. After a few laps, he started singing in the Wuyin of his hometown. But the singing was Li He's.
'Thirteen Songs from Nanyuan':
'Why don't you, man, take Wu Gou and collect the fifty states in Guanshan? Please go to Lingyan Pavilion for a while. If you are a scholar, Wanhuhou, Wanhuhou...'
It seems that every Song Dynasty person has a piece of Yan Yun's pain in his heart. Along the way, he must have touched Old Master Zhao quite a bit...
After singing the song, the old gentleman got under the table.
Chen Ke and Zhao Zongji helped the old man lie down in the tent, tiptoed out, then looked at each other, smiled, and said to themselves: 'This old man, can this be considered a victory?'
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The next day, according to the plan, he randomly sent someone over to inform the other party that the maximum increase of the currency would be two hundred thousand taels, and one more tael would not be enough. Either agree, or forget it and wait for the emperor of the Northern Dynasty to come back and bid farewell to the south.
Xiao Feng sent someone to check the concierge tent, and sure enough he found that the Song Dynasty people were packing things up. It didn't seem like they were faking it. He quickly reported it to the Emperor's uncle.
"So hard?" Yelu Zhongyuan frowned and said, "What do you think?"
"Your Majesty will return in three days. There must be an explanation by then," Xiao Feng said: "The other party is determined not to talk, so we can only either agree or find someone else to talk to."
Isn't this nonsense...Yelu Zhongyuan glared at him angrily and said, "Let's talk about it with someone else? It's been half a year since we went back and forth. It's dragging on and on, making people laugh out loud."
Yelu Zhongyuan was in a very bad mood. Originally, the father and son had carefully planned a big show, hoping to take the opportunity to truly take control of the military. In fact, the people of the Song Dynasty were already very cooperative. Not only did they have a tough attitude, they also dug around the border like frightened rabbits.
Ditch and increase troops. In the father and son's expectations, it was enough for the Song Dynasty to have these reactions.
Who knew that after all the calculations, he was not taken into account. In the Liao Dynasty, people's hearts were really old... Instead of supporting themselves, the princes and noble officials blamed themselves for making trouble for nothing. In fact, when they saw the envoys of the Song Dynasty in the camp, they
When he was treated as a distinguished guest and became the brightest star in the Liao Dynasty, he knew that he had miscalculated and underestimated the degree of depravity of his people.
It was completely rotten, so naturally there would be no results... But Yelu Zhongyuan didn't understand why the Song people, who were thousands of miles away, could see it earlier than themselves, so that they were emboldened and let themselves suffer everywhere?
"Exalts, there are experts in the Southern Dynasties..." Yelu Chongyuan could only explain it this way.
"Then...promise them?" Seeing that he remained silent for a long time, Xiao Feng thought that it was hard for the Emperor Taishu to say anything.
"Shameful..." Yelu Zhongyuan touched the bald gourd on the top of his head and said to himself, "If someone gives in, wouldn't it look very weak for me to give in?" He said, "I can't agree to this. I won't wait until I meet you."
When the emperor comes back, let’s listen to the Holy Judgment..."
"Yes." Xiao Feng responded softly, cursing in his mind that this old fox would show up to His Majesty again... In fact, in recent years, Yelu Hongji's reputation for not doing his job properly was probably due to the Emperor's uncle and his son. Xiao Feng could see it.
It is clear that it is only a matter of the Tian family, and a minister of his should not talk too much.
So the negotiation ended completely, and both sides were waiting for the return of the unruly young man Yelu Hongji. On Chen Ke's side, there were all kinds of ugly women waiting for him every night, and there were even men coming over. It was chaos to the extreme. Even Zhao Zongji couldn't look down on him anymore.
, asked him if he had offended anyone, why did he reject you like this?
What other expression could Chen Ke have besides a wry smile? Naturally, the woman that night had never been found.
Three days later, the emperor's cavalry returned on time, and hundreds of officials came out twenty miles to greet him. As a country of brothers, the envoys of the Song Dynasty were naturally among them.
This time Yelu Hongji took the opportunity to go hunting outside for more than a month and had a great time, so he was in a very bright mood. Seeing the officials saluting him, he laughed and said: "Get up, everyone, you have worked hard these days.
Got it!"
The officials thanked each other and stood up. Yelu Hongji looked around and asked strangely: "Why isn't the queen here?"
"The queen's body is slightly ailing..." one of the concubines replied, "so she cannot go out to meet your majesty."
"That's it, let me tell you, she just lacks exercise," Yelu Hongji sighed and said with a smile, "Go out with me more often to ride horses and hunt, and I'll make sure I'm immune to all diseases!"
All the officials sighed in their hearts: 'This stick...'
As he spoke, the emperor came to the golden-domed tent and sat down. The emperor's uncle sat beside him. Below him, the princes and noble officials sat at the foot of the steps.
Sitting cross-legged on the soft yellow cushion, Yelu Hongji felt very uncomfortable. He was still used to the hard saddle. But when he came back, he had to show off to avoid the constant noise of the courtiers. After thinking about it, he felt that he should first
Ask about the status of the negotiations. After all, this is your excuse for going out, and now you have to fulfill it.
"Report to Your Majesty." Xiao Feng, who was sitting outside the second row, said: "The Southern Dynasty firmly does not agree to cede territory and only agrees to increase the currency to compensate our Dynasty."
"I won't give you the land..." Yelu Hongji was a little disappointed, but he quickly said as if nothing happened: "Forget it if you don't give me the land. I have asked, the land of the ten counties is nothing more than a small projectile, and it is outside the customs.
It is extremely difficult to defend. It is not worth falling out with the Southern Dynasty for this small amount of land."
Everyone said, don't you understand this? But they all know that this emperor is actually very smart, but he doesn't care about serious business, and he is too young and credulous. I don't know who said this, so they take it.
Using a mallet as a needle...
"Then increase the coins?" Yelu Zhongyuan said.
"That's it, increase the coins!" Yelu Hongji asked again: "Is there anything else?"
"This, this matter is not over yet." His uncle almost choked to death and said helplessly: "As far as the amount is concerned, there is still a big gap."
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