On the outskirts of Bianliang City, Young Prime Minister Yang Lin led officials from Honglu Temple and the Concierge Hall to wait outside the city.
After a while, a group of people came slowly from a distance. They were riding in horse-drawn carriages. The Khitan was founded fifty years earlier than the Song Dynasty. At this time, it had developed well and was not a vulgar and rude barbaric nation as imagined.
Yang Lin came up to meet him from afar. The Khitan sent their Han Lin to serve as Xiao Baoxian, who was proficient in Chinese. The remaining envoys also responded appropriately.
Yang Lin greeted them with a few polite words, then led the envoy into Bianliang, and immediately checked into the Concierge Courtyard. Yang Lin said with a smile: "Your envoy has come from afar, and it has been a hard journey. Today I will rest for a day, and I will come to greet you tomorrow morning."
The noble envoy enters the palace."
Xiao Baoxian smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Young Master Yang."
"Then I'll tell you clearly about tomorrow's face-to-face meeting with your envoy first, so as to avoid making mistakes while busy." Yang Lin said in a formal manner.
"Please, Young Master."
Yang Lin coughed slightly and said: "Tomorrow morning, I will come to greet the Liao envoy and lead Xiao Hanlin through the Daqing Hall. The envoy's entourage will hold coins, jade and "Tingshi" tribute. The drums and music will be played in unison. Our emperor ascends to the throne and faces south.
Turn your back to the north to receive your envoy."
"The noble envoy went up to the tower to salute the emperor. I read the document and announced the imperial order to Wai Lang, the official of the Ministry of Etiquette. The minister of Zhongshu led the ministers and others to bring the case to the noble envoy. The noble envoy handed over the letter of credence, and the assistant minister placed the letter of credence in the case.
Submit it to our emperor."
"The noble envoy then handed over the tribute to the official for acceptance, and led his entourage to pay homage again. After the reception, the noble envoy and his entourage bowed and exited, returning to the Concierge Courtyard. The next day, I, the Song Dynasty, hosted a banquet in honor of the Liao envoy, during which we discussed business.
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Xiao Baoxian frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "In this case, if we want to discuss business, we have to wait until three days later?"
Yang Lin said with a smile: "Strictly speaking, it's two and a half days."
The Xixia people at the border could no longer hold on. In order to persuade the Khitan people to stop the Song people, Xia Chongzong sent countless treasures to the Liao Kingdom.
The Khitan made the clan daughter Yelu Nanxian a princess and married her to Xia Chongzong. No matter from any aspect, they couldn't wait.
The battle on the front line is in full swing, and the Song army is constantly encroaching on Xixia's territory. Big changes may occur one day later.
If the Song army captured several more important towns, the bargaining chips would undoubtedly be greater. Xiao Baoxian came to the Song Dynasty with a mission, and of course he was not willing to spend two days shopping in the bustling Bianliang.
Xiao Baoxian looked at the smiling Song official, with hatred soaring in his heart, and said in a low voice: "If you deliberately delay, our Daliao envoy will definitely inform the court of the truth after returning to the court."
"We, the Song Dynasty, are a country of etiquette. Of course, etiquette must be the most important thing. Etiquette is the foundation of the Han people's founding of the country. The etiquette of meeting the saints cannot be omitted. As for how you report to the noble envoy after you return, you can do whatever you want with your mouth."
After Yang Lin finished speaking, he turned around and left. Xiao Baoxian tightened his arms angrily and asked: "Who is this person? Why have I never heard of such a person in the Song Dynasty before?"
Since Emperor Tianzuo ascended the throne in the Liao Kingdom, Wen Tian and Wu were no less aggressive than those in the Song Dynasty. The domestic government was corrupt, people were distracted, and internal and external conflicts intensified.
Emperor Tianzuo also trusted Xiao Fengxian, Xiao Deli and other sycophants, who blindly hunted, lived a licentious and luxurious life, and ignored state affairs, which caused the fights between the clans and nobles to intensify. Domestic uprisings broke out one after another, and the leaders of various tribes also rebelled against the Liao Dynasty.
Liao rule tended to collapse.
This kind of Khitan Dynasty certainly did not have a complete intelligence system to understand the situation of several major neighboring countries.
"The Young Prime Minister is an important official position in the Song Dynasty. This person is so young and can be the Young Prime Minister. Could it be that he is a powerful queen? Go find out this person's origins immediately and come back to report."
There are no restrictions on Khitan envoys going to the streets. It is very simple to inquire about Yang Lin's situation. After all, Yang Lin's deeds are widely spread in the streets.
After Yang Lin settled the Khitan envoys, he led them back to the Long Live Camp and took a look at the construction of Gen Yue.
Walking along the corridors and verandas, feeling the resurgent spring light, I have to say that Genyue is the pinnacle of garden architecture, and it cannot be compared to the Summer Palace and others who blindly pile up rare and exotic plants in later generations.
The elegance of nature fills this artistic garden, and every bit of it has hidden beauty if you look closely.
If the gardens of the Ming and Qing Dynasties were the most beautiful flower courtesans on the Qinhuai River, Genyue Shoushan Mountain is the fairy who never eats fireworks in the Yao Pond.
Now that we have a normal way, let's finish it. If we are lucky enough to survive the Jingkang catastrophe and then manage the Yellow River (Kaifeng Prefecture was flooded six times by the Yellow River), maybe we can leave a top-notch resort for future generations.
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After staying in Genyue for a while, it was already getting close to dusk. After checking the strange stones, rare birds, animals, flowers and plants that the Yang Family Carriage and Horse Company had recently delivered to Bianliang, Yang Lin returned home.
Yang Lin was sitting in a carriage. Behind the carriage were dozens of elite soldiers from the Long Live Battalion, guarding him tightly.
After a while, Lu Qian came forward and whispered through the curtain: "Young Zai, someone seems to be following us."
Yang Lin's eyelids twitched and he whispered: "We'll talk about it when we get home."
These people who were born as salt dealers were probably the best at resisting tracking in the Song Dynasty. If they were not careful, they would be in danger of losing their lives. Those careless ones are now dead bones on the roadside.
You know, private salt dealers not only have to guard against investigation by the government, but they also have to be wary of competition from their peers.
For a long time, the combat effectiveness of these salt dealers was unparalleled in the world. Every troubled time was their stage. Huang Chao, Wang Xianzhi, Chen Youliang, Zhang Shicheng, Fang Guozhen and other fierce men were all salt dealers.
Although the individual soldiers of the Forbidden Army are highly qualified and capable in battle, when it comes to the details of assassination and tracking, they are far behind the Long Live Battalion.
After Yang Lin returned home, he lowered his head and came to the study, followed closely by Lu Qian and Lu Wang.
As soon as the door was closed, Su Zhuanglian, who came in with tea, saw his serious expression and asked, relying on being favored, "Da Lang, what happened? Why does he look so ugly?"
"You go out first. No one is allowed in without my summons."
Su Zhuanglian bit her lip, her heart ached, and she made up her mind to act like a coquettish girl in bed to find some fun.
With a creak, the door was closed, and Yang Lin said in a deep voice: "What's going on?"
Lu Qian cupped his fists and said, "There is a group of people who have been following us since this morning. Judging from their pace, they look a bit like the Forbidden Army."
Lu Wang nodded and said: "What these people are wearing is not ordinary. The cowhide wrist guards are not even equipped by the Imperial Army. According to my subordinates, this must be a general raised by a family of the Imperial Army. We and
Pan Yi's generals have fought against each other before, and their temperaments are exactly the same. Hehe, these killers are quite capable, but unfortunately they don't know how to track them. They are complete laymen."
"He's so impatient that he doesn't even abide by the most basic rules of the officialdom. Tomorrow we will make a game to lure them out. This time I want Pan Yi to be completely destroyed."