The Nanhai Navy Fleet, amidst the flattery along the coast, gradually left the port and headed for Mizhou Port of the Song Dynasty.
Yang Lin frowned slightly as he looked at the gift boxes piled up in the cabin and placed on the deck.
"With so many things, should you just take them when others give them to you? There will be no room for you to stand."
After hearing this, Ruan Xiaoqi scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Young Zai, I accepted all this for you."
Yang Lin then chuckled and said: "That's right, don't take advantage of it, you bastard. I have done such a big favor for them in Korea, so I should accept some gifts. Let me see what good things they are."
Opening a gift box, he saw that it was full of white paper. Yang Lin was a scholar, so he naturally knew that this was Korean paper.
"Paper, Ink, Pen and Inkstone" states: Korean paper is made of cotton cocoon, white as silk, tough as silk, used for writing, and has lovely ink.
Yang Lin nodded. Goryeo also had its own unique features. Ever since they learned how to make paper in the Tang Dynasty, they have been able to produce such top-notch products. The paper on which the pen is written is smooth and gelatinous, without any astringency. The ink is in a semi-permeable state.
, has a unique charm.
Yang Lin smiled and said: "I asked someone to take this thing back to Bianliang and give it to Grand Master Cai, Jushi Li and others to disperse."
Next was a more exquisite gift box, and after opening it, there was a pair of exquisite jewelry.
Ruan Xiaoqi came up to take a look and asked, "This hairpin is a little strange. It's a little big when it's in your hair, but a little small when it's used as a belt."
Yang Lin lifted it up and found that there was a layer of gold sand in the middle, as thin as cicada wings, shining brightly.
After connecting the two pieces of jewelry, he saw that there was a movable joint on the piece of jewelry, which was filled with soft fabric. Yang Lin immediately understood and put it away with a smile.
This thing is a sex toy. The Koreans are really advanced, at least in this aspect.
The sea was sunny and windy, and the big ship was riding the wind and waves. Yang Lin stretched, then patted the railing of the ship, turned to face the disappearing Korean continent, and said loudly: "Xiao Qi, Wang's Korean family has been in Korea for hundreds of years."
, the leader of the country, Zuo, is far ahead of the prosperous Tang Dynasty and surpasses the Liao Dynasty. Yang Ziqian was awarded the title of Duke of North Korea. How do you think the name North Korea compares with Goryeo?"
"North Korea? What a ridiculous name, it sounds bright to the ears of Korea." Ruan Xiaoqi said disdainfully.
Yang Lin rolled his eyelids, chuckled, and whispered: "I think it's pretty good."
Ruan Xiaoqi lay down on the deck, crossed his legs, looked at the seagulls in the distance, and asked: "Young Master, why do you promote this Yang Ziqian like this? I don't like him. This man looks so wretched, so that
When people look at it, they want to punch him twice."
"Mountain Tai does not allow soil, so it can become big; rivers and seas do not allow small streams, so it can be deep. With a mind like the sea, shrimps, soldiers, crabs and generals can also be used by me."
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Jin Kingdom, Huining Mansion.
The ministers in the court wrote to Aguda to change the reign name to "Tianhui".
Knowing that Banbo was extremely powerful, Wanyan Sagai and his ministers honored Agu with the title of Great Sage Emperor, and designated it as the first year of Tianfu.
A Gu sat meditating next to a copper stove and said nonchalantly: "Then let's change it, but what can I say?"
Yang Pu smiled and said: "According to Heaven's will, all the heroes will assist you."
Aguda was a little excited now and said: "The Jurchen warriors under my command are all from the Wanyan tribe. They are all so majestic and heroic. This reign name is used very well."
He stood up, looked around, and said loudly: "I am still young. It is the time when a warrior is strongest and he should conquer the world for his descendants. Since I raised the army, I have relied on you for my life. My subordinates are brave and have a smooth journey.
, destroyed the Khitan and Liao Kingdom."
"Only in Youyan and Yunnei, we suffered heavy losses during the two attacks on the Song Dynasty. Wu Qimai died in Zhuolu Mountain. I have never forgotten this hatred in my heart. This time I let Zong Han and Zong Wang be the vanguard, but first
Give the Southern people a try. When the autumn comes, I will take charge of the expedition myself. This time I will surely win the Southern Dynasty and enter Kaifeng, Tokyo, and Bianliang."
His voice was very powerful, and wherever his eyes glanced, if there was substance, all the Jurchen nobles were mobilized by him, and shouted loudly with their real arms.
The small tent in the palace seemed to be on fire, and everyone was very excited.
The Jin people, like the Daliao people, used large tents in the palace.
"Give us another half year. After the men have recovered and the rear has stabilized, we won't be able to turn back easily this time."
A big man with a beard stood up and said: "Your Majesty, put it down, this will destroy the Southern Dynasty, and none of us will come back alive."
The Jurchens raised an army to conquer the Liao Dynasty, which went so smoothly that it was hard to believe.
Therefore, most of their casualties were in Youyan and Yunnei. The Jurchen Muke who died in these two places were many times more than those who died in the entire expedition against Liao.
Therefore, this generation of Jurchen aristocrats who still have some blood are deeply hostile to the Song Dynasty. Last time, both sides mobilized the power of the whole country to win in one fell swoop, but they were disrupted by a sudden plague.
But everyone knows that there is still a battle between Song and Jin after the war is over.
Aguda was very satisfied. It was also the same atmosphere during the expedition against Liao.
He opened his mind and indulged in this feeling to his heart's content. When the autumn came, the horse and the man would be strong and fat, he would ride south.
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In Damascus, in the magnificent palace, Yelu Dashi and Seljuk general Tughluq sat opposite each other.
The Liao people had just conquered the city, and as early as 10,000 BC to 8,000 BC, Damascus was already inhabited.
This is the real birthplace of civilization and has created countless splendid things. However, a hundred years ago, it was stepped on by the owner of Serge.
The Seljuks powerfully occupied the entire Persia, riding on the heads of the Arabs for many years, and were defeated by the Turks a few years ago.
Now, the Khitans are coming. They all came from that cruel area. They escaped later than the Turks, so they are stronger.
Yelu Dashi smiled very happily, but Tughluq opposite him was not so happy anymore. He frowned.
I originally planned to defeat Khwarezm together with the Liao people, but I didn't expect that such a powerful Khwarezm people would be vulnerable to the Liao people.
In less than half a year, they had lost all of the western half of their territory, leaving only the area bordering Karakhan, which they could barely keep in their hands.
As a result, Seljuk no longer even borders Khwarezm, but is replaced by Daliao, a more terrifying neighbor.
Yelu Dashi smiled and said: "General, after you go back, tell your Khan for me that these cities were bought back with the blood of my soldiers. If he really wants to take them back, he can use the same method, but
I can guarantee that you will regret this."
Tughluq's face turned bitter. His own country couldn't even defeat Khwarezm. How could he fight with these people?
He got up unhappy and said goodbye to Yelv Dashi, knowing that Damascus would not come back.
Looking at his leaving figure, Yelu Dashi smiled and said to the ministers: "Seljuk is already in a state of decay, just like their general, with a rotten smell all over his body. After defeating Khwarezm,
I intend to conquer it."
The Liao people present all looked relaxed and smiled, and did not take Seljuk seriously at all.
Through these days of fighting side by side, they have learned that Seljuk is just like the Liao Dynasty in those days, already terminally ill and hopeless.
The army is filled with dandies left over from generations, they are all idle men and women, occupying almost all general positions.
When a war breaks out, these people will not step into the battlefield at all. Instead, they will hide far behind and give blind orders.
They were all too familiar with such an empire, which was the Liao Dynasty under Yelu Yanxi.
When Yelu Dashi was happy, a guard came in and hurried to the temple with an official.
"Your Majesty, the Protectorate of the Western Regions of the Song Dynasty has sent someone here, saying that they will attack with us from the Liao Dynasty from east to west to capture Khwarezm together."
"Great Song Dynasty?" When Yelu Dashi heard these two words, he felt as if he was in another world. It also brought the thoughts of everyone present to a time when they were unwilling to recall.
"I will never form an alliance with the Song Dynasty again in this life." Yelu Dashi didn't know why, but he was surprisingly angry: "Let them go away, I don't want to see them."