To be honest, Xue Wusuan was surprised that Emperor Baoding would write such a letter to him. The content of the letter completely subverted the image of Emperor Baoding he knew. But when he thought about it carefully, it was very reasonable. The other party was first and foremost an emperor.
, followed by Jianghu people.
Emperor Baoding could freely switch between the two identities. So much so that Xue Wusuan had forgotten that he was still an emperor, so he must have an unknown side.
The emperor must put the people first, the country, the country, and the country second. This is the measure that a more successful emperor should have. Emperor Baoding, if nothing else, was indeed a good emperor who put the people first. Although Dali
Not strong, but under his governance it can indeed be regarded as "the country is peaceful and the people are safe".
And as an emperor, you can't just focus on the present, you must look at the development of the situation. Now north of Dali is the increasingly prosperous Tubo Kingdom, and the power of the Tubo people is like a sharp sword hanging over Dali's head, which may fall at any time.
Emperor Baoding knew the nature of the Tibetan people very well, so he did not dare to slack off for a day. He stationed 60,000 troops at the border all year round to prevent unexpected events. However, the Tubo people were condescending, and if they really raised troops, it would be extremely difficult to stop them.
After seeing Xue Wusuan's devilish methods, Emperor Baoding was thinking that if Dali suffered a military disaster in the future and was unable to stop it, if Xue Wusuan could help Dali, then Dali would at least have no problem protecting itself.
Yes.
So he completely put aside all his personal emotions and sincerely hoped that Xue Wusuan could reach a deal with himself or Dali. Dali was willing to use a certain amount of heavenly materials and earthly treasures in exchange for Xue Wusuan's aid when Dali was in crisis.
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Xue Wuzan thought for a moment. Since Emperor Baoding was willing to spend money to hire him, he was naturally eager to take advantage of it. As far as he was concerned, it was not a big deal.
Now in ancient times, the commander-in-chief of an army is the fatal core. With his methods, it is just a matter of killing tens of millions of people in and out, so he naturally has the confidence and ability to protect Dali.
In addition, another reason why Xue Wusuan agreed to this deal was that he had underestimated a country's collection before. This time Emperor Baoding sent a total of sixteen carts of natural materials and three hundred and seventy plants.
They are all high-end goods that are over a hundred years old! If recycled, they would be worth more than 4,000 soul points!
It also made Xue Wusuan understand that there is a difference between the treasures of heaven, materials and earth in his eyes and the treasures of heaven, materials and earth in the eyes of Emperor Baoding. It is estimated that in the eyes of Emperor Baoding, if it is not hundreds of years old, it is not worthy of "treasures of heaven, materials and earth".
"Four words.
"The weak Dali Kingdom is so arrogant. How many amazing collections should there be in the imperial city of the wealthy Song Dynasty?"
Xue Wusuan lingered in Dali for several days before leaving. He rode his horse south along the Yangtze River, passing through Luzhou, Gongzhou, Xiazhou, and Huangzhou, and finally arrived in Yangzhou after three months. Then he took a boat down.
Arrive at Suzhou, the “paradise” since ancient times.
On this day, Xue Wusuan chartered a boat, listened to the music of prostitutes, drank Suzhou's unique plum wine, half-reclined on a deck chair, his clothes were open and there was a large stain of wine on his chest, and he was smiling.
He seemed drunk and awake. A beautiful woman knelt behind him and gently combed his hair.
"Uncle, please wake up. Didn't you say that you will show us how to fish with bare hands today? How can you lie down drunk?"
A woman shook Xue Wusuan's arm and acted coquettishly. She was quite cute in her words. She was not old, but her figure was extremely hot.
Xue Wusuan opened his eyes slightly and said with a smile: "But when we arrived at Yanziwu?"
"Not yet, the boatman said it would be soon. But he also said that the Yanziwu water channel is extremely difficult to identify and it is easy for ordinary people to get lost. Sir, why are we going there?"
Before he heard it, Xue Wusuan closed his eyes again and murmured: "Go to see the beauty, and take the opportunity to experience the rumored stunt of "repaying others with their own way"."
"Uncle, you are bullying! Our sisters are beauties, so why don't you go find someone else? Besides, if you don't want to see the slaves like Lao Shizi, I just want to see how you fish with bare hands, uncle."
"Isn't it easy to fish with bare hands? You have to wait and see."
After saying this, Xue Wusuan didn't see any movement. It seemed that he just raised his hand slightly, and a waist-thick water column rose from the lake, which was ten feet high! Then the water column rotated, and a plump fish emerged from the lake.
He was thrown out of the water column and landed on the edge of Xue Wusuan's lounge chair. All the women on the boat were stunned.
"You don't like fish, but I do. Take the fish to the kitchen, braise it, and eat it with wine later."
The girls were surprised, and then they agreed in unison.
"Uncle, you are so amazing! How did you do this? Is this what those people call "martial arts"? You really are like a god!"
Xue Wusuan laughed out loud at being praised, and felt so happy that he drained the plum wine from his hand in one sip.
"I don't know which senior is on the boat, but this junior Murong Fu is so polite!"
Suddenly, a soft drink came from outside the painting boat, the voice was clear as if it was in the ears. The women were curious and looked around, but they only saw a flower boat a hundred feet away in the distance, and no one else was nearby. Could it be that the person who just spoke
Is it on that small boat a hundred feet away? Can the sound travel so far?!
"Hey, don't be surprised. The people on that little boat are very powerful. They can carry sounds for hundreds of feet. They live up to the name of "Nan Murong". Instruct the boatman to move towards the flower boat. I will take you to see the world.
A rare handsome man!"
The girls were shy and curious, and the boat slowly turned its direction and moved closer to the flower boat coming from the opposite side. After a while, they saw that there were quite a few people on the boat opposite.
At first, a man in rich clothes stood on the bow of the boat with his hands folded and a smile on his face. He was accompanied by a pretty lady with long hair shawl and a white dress. He was as gentle and pure as a fairy. Behind this man and a woman were two
One of the men was slightly fat, dressed like a scholar, with a small beard, and looked proud. The other man was dressed in smart clothes, with a long knife on his back, and his face was ferocious and extremely ugly.
"I don't know which senior was swimming in Taihu Lake, and junior Murong Fute came to pay his respects!"
The man with extraordinary magnanimity at the head was the famous "Nan Murong". He, his two retainers and his cousin took a boat to visit the city of Wuxi, but unexpectedly, as soon as they left Yanziwu, they saw a ten-foot-long water dragon appearing out of thin air.
When I stood up, it seemed to be artificial. I was horrified in my heart, knowing that I was meeting an unprecedented master. I felt the desire to make friends, so I sent a message to pay my respects.
When the two boats approached, Murong Fu saw only a few gorgeous singers standing on the bow, but he did not see the master in his heart. He couldn't help but be a little confused. He spoke again, and then he saw a drunken girl with disheveled hair and open breasts.
, describing a bohemian man holding a fan in one hand and a wine bottle in the other, walking out of the boat surrounded by a group of graceful singers.
Just as he was about to speak, he saw the man pointing at himself and saying to the singers around him: "Did you see it? This man is the famous "Nan Murong" in the world, Murong Fu. Isn't he very handsome? Isn't he?
A rare handsome man in the world?"
Murong Fu and everyone on the boat were in a daze. Why did these words sound so awkward? They were obviously words of praise, but they came out of this man's mouth with obvious frivolity. Why did it sound wrong?
The singers covered their mouths and chuckled, but no one responded.
"Since we're here, let's get on the boat and have a chat." After Xue Wusuan finished speaking, he hugged the two singers and turned back to the boat.
"Master, are you going to come?" The scholar with a beard looked at the woman next to Murong Fu with strange eyes and asked hesitantly.