This is how it is originally. If you want to win important national events in a football match, then the Liao Dynasty is not far from being destroyed. In the final analysis, it is still a matter of strength. Whoever is stronger can do whatever they want. The weaker side will use all their means. In the end,
I can only endure it.
As soon as Liao Lord Jinkou opened his mouth, the negotiation came to an end. Somehow, looking at these two Song people who were similar to himself, he did not feel the pleasure of saving his face. Instead, he said with a complicated expression: "Tomorrow, I will set up in the king's tent."
A banquet to send off your distinguished envoy..."
"Thank you, Your Majesty..." The two of them saluted, said goodbye and left the tent. Xiao Feng and Li Yan saw them off on behalf of the emperor.
The sky outside the tent was vast and endless, but Zhao Zongji's mood was so depressed that he was about to explode. He raised his head, took a deep breath of the fresh grassland air that smelled of horse manure, and saw a group of swans flying anxiously high in the sky.
Behind them, there was a powerful falcon chasing after them like a dart. Originally, the two were far away, but in the blink of an eye, they were much closer.
"Bring the bow!" At this moment, he had left the royal court, and the guard quickly presented him with his 'Tiger Shooter'. Zhao Zongji bent his bow, nocked an arrow, and aimed it in the air.
Xiao Feng's eyesight was so great that he immediately saw that he actually wanted to shoot the falcon, and quickly said: "I can't help it, this is our king's Haidongqing!"
"I know!" Zhao Zongji shouted in a low voice. He held the divine bow firmly with his left hand without any trembling. He used his right hand to pull the bow into a full moon shape. He moved his left arm slightly and released the five fingers of his right hand. The movements were done in one go, full of the beauty of power.
I saw the long arrow shooting high into the sky like a meteor, impartially, neither early nor late. Just when Hai Dongqing was about to capture the last swan, the arrow hit the gap between the two birds.
Hai Dongqing couldn't avoid it, and his wings hit the arrow shaft. He screamed, and his body circled and fell. But this kind of eagle god was so handsome that it stabilized its body halfway through the fall and flew up again. But that
The group of swans also took the opportunity to escape. The super hunter, who has always been perfect with his shots, missed this time...
Throwing the bow to his men, Zhao Zongji withdrew his gaze and said to Xiao Feng: "As long as I, Zhao Zongji, are here for a day, you, the Liao Dynasty, will never even think of harming my Song Dynasty, never even think about it!"
Not only Xiao Feng heard this, but also the Lord of Liao who walked out of the Changchun tent heard it. Looking at Zhao Zongji's majestic back, he suddenly felt a little scared and said softly: "If this man becomes the emperor of the Song Dynasty, our country of Liao will probably be
There are no good days..." After a pause, he said, "There is also Bachelor Chen. He is truly a talent that can rejuvenate the country..."
"How about," Yelu Zhongyuan whispered, "get rid of them?"
"Are you kidding me?" Yelu Hongji looked at him strangely and said, "Uncle, do you really want to fight?"
Yelu Zhongyuan felt guilty as a thief. He felt guilty and short of breath and said: "Your Majesty said that these two will be a big trouble in the future."
"Hahaha..." Yelu Hongji laughed and said, "Did I tell you that? No, right?"
"That's what I heard wrong." Yelu Zhongyuan said depressedly.
"I'm just talking casually." Yelu Hongji said with a smile: "When my father was still alive, he said that he was not afraid of the number of capable people in the Song Dynasty. The more capable people there were, the faster they would be destroyed. Zhang Yuan, who helped Li Yuanhao establish his business, but
He was a failed candidate in the Song Dynasty, so you can imagine how many talented people there were in their court?"
"What's the truth?" Yelu Chongyuan asked strangely: "One Zhang Yuan can prosper the Xia Dynasty, but thousands of people who are more powerful than Zhang Yuan can kill the Song Dynasty?"
"My father said that one dragon controls the wind and rain, two dragons play with the pearls, and the three dragons are about to fight each other." Yelu Hongji said with a smile: "There are so many capable people, who do you listen to? You can't compete?"
But your opponent is also a capable person, can you win? So you will keep fighting until the Song Dynasty is over. There will be no winner." He laughed and said: "So, what is there to worry about? Relax.
, enjoy life."
"Hey..." Looking at the emperor's back as he staggered away, Yelu Zhongyuan was puzzled. Is this guy smart or stupid?
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Zhao Zongji shot this arrow not so much as a demonstration, but rather out of fear and worry, so he was bluffing.
Because Yelu Hongji's move hit the mark. Zhao Zongji knew that there were many national thieves in the Song Dynasty. Now that the Liao people are bypassing him and negotiating with the big shots in the capital, it may not be difficult to succeed...
So that arrow looks majestic, but is actually sad...
"My country, my nation, when will you change from an elegant and helpless swan to a fierce and invincible eagle!" Zhao Zongji looked up to the sky and sighed.
With such worries, the group returned to the camp. Zhao Bian said that the errand was over, let's summarize it.
"Going to *** for errands, I just want to drink!" Zhao Zongji said rudely.
"Okay, let's drink." Zhao Bian nodded and said rudely: "Go to *** to negotiate!" It seemed that the old gentleman had endured it for a long time.
On the other hand, Chen Ke, who had been in a low mood because of the tragic loss of his beloved horse, seemed very calm at the moment. He asked someone to bring two bottles of 'Xianlu', a few side dishes, and drank with the two of them.
Zhao Zongji soon became drunk. He held the wine bottle and pressed his belt, and a sword with cold light appeared in his hand. He said loudly: "Zhongfang, play the flute for me. Master, strike the fou for me and step on it."
Shake it!"
Zhao Bian was also drunk and dazed, so he picked up the tongs and started beating on the earthen pot. Seeing this, Chen Ke smiled bitterly, took out a willow flute from his sleeve, and started playing it while whimpering.
When the music started, Zhao Zongji stepped on the drums and swung freely. The sword pointed at the cold light, and the long sword passed by, bringing up a strong wind. As the music became more and more urgent, his sword danced faster and faster.
, like breaking clouds penetrating the sun, wide open and wide, like raging waves rolling frost and snow, and a piece of mercury pouring down the ground.
The music gradually slowed down, so did his sword movement, and he began to sing in a hissing voice:
"The counselors are like Zun Zu, the clouds are flying and the rain is falling, and the three armies are working together!" With a swing of the long sword, he took a sip of strong wine and continued to sing:
"Before Fan'er leaves, the time and place are favorable and the people are harmonious. Who among the Western chiefs dares to look down upon him?"
The music became more urgent, a golden rooster shot, the sword was suddenly extended, and his singing voice also started high-pitched:
"On the Nainai tower, grass is lost in smoke, and Feihong is shocked to see Optimus Prime!"
His waist is getting lower and lower, his entire back is parallel to the ground, and his singing voice is getting deeper and deeper:
"The heroic wind sings the great wind song, and the peaceful singing and dancing add interest..."
After singing, he collapsed to the ground and snored loudly.
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He slept until noon the next day, when Zhao Zongji got up and felt a splitting headache and his throat felt like it was on fire.
A bowl of water was handed to him. Zhao Zongji looked up and saw that it was Chen Ke who was wearing casual clothes.
He took it and drank the water in one breath. Chen Ke handed him another bowl of fresh bamboo shoots and crucian carp soup to relieve his hangover.
Zhao Zongji took the bowl, took two sips, and asked: "I didn't talk nonsense yesterday, did I..."
"No, I just sang a song called "Tasha Xing"." Chen Ke smiled and said, "You also asked us to accompany you."
"Ashamed..." Zhao Zongji said with a wry smile: "I still can't tolerate being flattered or humiliated."
"You are only in your twenties, why do you want to imitate others and not be surprised?" Chen Ke said with a smile: "You don't want to lose to Zhao Zongshi, right? In fact, he is just pretending."
"Zhao Zongshi..." At the mention of this name, Zhao Zongji said with deep emotion: "Life is so good." He has not expressed this emotion for a day or two. The spare tire of the spare tire will always be envious of the spare tire. But in today's context
Next, I was depressed because I was about to finish the job, but I failed.
"What are you talking about?" Chen Ke comforted him softly: "Don't be greedy. This time you have already paid off for your hard work... You haven't gained a penny per year. This is a real and great contribution that no one can take away. Wait.
When you return to China, you will definitely become famous all over the world, and your persistence and courage will definitely leave a deep impression on the officials and your husband."
"It's a pity," Zhao Zongji finally felt better, but sighed: "Yelu Hongji suddenly had a convulsion, otherwise..."
"Otherwise, this is the best result." Chen Ke shook his head and said calmly: "It is not unacceptable to change the name from 'uncle' and 'nephew' to the emperor of the Southern Dynasty and the Northern Dynasty. In fact, many ministers in the DPRK,
They are all deeply ashamed of me, the official family of the Song Dynasty, for calling me brothers with the Yi and Di." He paused and said, "However, this should not be something we agreed to. If we continue to die, some people will definitely attack us for losing power and humiliating the country. If we persist, we will
Some people will say that we are obstructive and do not know how to adapt."
"In short, whatever we do is wrong, so we have to thank the Lord of Liao for solving the problem for us." He said with a smile: "After we go back, we will submit the minutes of the negotiations between the two countries to the court. If you don't believe me, read it.
Oh, don’t we argue with reason? We have forced the Lord of Liao to come out, and no one can gossip."
Seeing that Chen Ke had thought so carefully for him, Zhao Zongji felt warm in his heart, which was more effective than drinking sobering soup. He smiled and said: "When you say that, my heart becomes brighter. Finally, my work was not in vain."
"Yes," Chen Ke nodded and said, "Hurry up and pack up. The Liao Dynasty's farewell banquet is about to begin."
"Yes." Zhao Zongji nodded, looked at Chen Ke gratefully and said, "Good brother..."
"Nervous..." Chen Ke shrugged and got goosebumps all over his body.
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The Lord of Liao hosted a banquet to send off the Song envoy in his golden tent.
Regardless of the outcome of the negotiation, Chen Ke and the others have already won the respect of the Liao people. In the past few months, their demeanor, talent, loyalty to the country, and persistence have left a deep impression on the Liao people. Of course, there is also the
An unforgettable game...
Therefore, the farewell banquet was very grand. Not only was the palace tent filled with banquets, but there was also a mountain shed several miles long outside the tent. There were thousands of slaves walking through carrying wine, food and meat.
The attendant led the Song envoy to the golden tent, where he sat with the emperor, empress, emperor's uncle and other important figures of the Liao Kingdom.