July 15, inside the new gold city.

Today's negotiating meeting has been reconvened. In the past few days, our army and the Houjin have engaged in continuous negotiations, and the focus of the issue has gradually focused on handing over those responsible for the war and freeing the Han slaves.

"The latter is not something that can be discussed." I looked Gao Hongzhong in the eye and said word by word, "Please be clear that the liberation of all enslaved Han Chinese is our most basic political idea. If your ministry is going to bargain with us on this issue, then I suggest you prepare to continue the war. ”

"Your Excellency Plenipotentiary," Gao Hongzhong also looked me squarely, and his tone was humble and sincere, "Jianzhou is founded on agriculture, and the population of Zhushen is only more than 200,000. ”

"If all the warriors of Zhushen abandon their swords and hold on to their hoes, Jianzhou will not even be able to defeat the Ming army in western Liaoning, and Jianzhou will be a country that will still survive although it exists."

Speaking of this, Gao Hongzhong saw the young man opposite him smile, "Our army can provide you with a batch of slaves, if you can ensure the safety of all the existing Han people's clothing." ”

An Australian Song Guardian took a report and handed it to Gao Hongzhong, who took it with both hands and took a cursory look at it through the sunlight. The content of the report is an introduction to the Japanese prisoners, and it says that the Australian and Song troops have captured more than 300,000 civilians in Japan, and all of them can be transported to southern Liaoning within three months.

"This..."

I looked at Gao Hongzhong with a smile: "Mr. Gao, you don't need to think about it, these slaves are all physically intact, have normal IQs, and can fully cope with ordinary agricultural production." ”

"Forgive me for talking too much, I don't know where so many Japanese people were taken captive?"

"Shikoku."

Gao Hongzhong was silent, and only after a few minutes did he say: "According to Gao's foolish opinion, this is basically possible." ”

I motioned for the clerk to write this down in the memo before continuing: "Then, before Mr. Gao returns to report to your master, we shall only discuss the former." ”

Gao Hongzhong was about to speak, but I raised my hand to signal him to stop. "In order to save time on both sides, I will first present a gift to your Huangtai on behalf of the Liaoning South Group Army."

Fang Hai on the side picked up a beautiful brocade box from the table and handed it to Gao Hongzhong.

"For the sake of Mr. Gao's safety, please don't open it privately. Bring it to Huang Taiji, and he will know how to do it. ”

"By the way, remember to remind Huang Taiji, let him see it for himself, don't let everyone see it clearly."

Gao Hongzhong got up and took it: "Gao is clear." ”

I glanced at my watch and nodded slightly at him: "Today's matter is basically discussed, and the rest of the things are not up to Mr. Gao to decide." Why don't you stop here today, and ask Mr. Gao to bring back our army's opinion and this gift as soon as possible. ”

Despite the tone of the proposal, I didn't really intend to consider the other person's opinion. The clerk handed me and Gao Hongzhong the memorandum in duplicate, and we signed and printed each of the memorandums, exchanged the memorandums, and then signed the memorandums of the other party. This means that both our military and the Houjin side recognize the authenticity and integrity of this memorandum.

Several internal guards took Gao Hongzhong out. Outside the house, Fan Wencheng, Bao Chengxian and other Han people were waiting for him.

After Gao Hongzhong and the others left, Lu Daopei, who was taking photos of the negotiation in the conference room, smashed his mouth and sighed: "I thought that you would talk back and forth for a few rounds, who would have thought that it would be done so quickly." ”

"The negotiation between the tiger and the lion will be like this." I picked up my hat and put it on, and walked out of the conference room with him, "The negotiation between the tiger and the rat is only a one-sided order." ”

"How long will the negotiations take, don't you think?"

"The general direction is just a matter of the next few days, after the box is brought to Huang Taiji, he will be forced to speed up the progress." Pushing open the door, the bright sunlight sprinkled on my face, making me subconsciously close my eyes, "What, are you in a hurry?" ”

"That's not either. People from Taiwan have already passed through the Ryukyus, and they will be here in a week. It looks like they won't be able to make it to the peace talks. ”

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Shiheyi camp.

Six-colored flags fluttered on the renovated walls, white-clad warriors patrolled the gates, and occasional messengers on horseback rushed out of the gates. The smoke and ruins left behind when Shiheyi was breached by the marines have long been cleaned up, and the high-ranking officials and nobles of Houjin who retreated north have already filled this small walled city.

Looking at the Shiheyi City alone, Houjin still maintains a strict order and reasonable morale. But once the eyes were taken away from the city walls, the Houjin army, which had been hovering along the coast of southern Liaoning for nearly a month, could no longer hide its decline from the inside out. The massive loss of vital forces, the technical weapons that have been reduced to pieces by artillery shells, the wounded who have slowly decayed in the midst of their injuries and illnesses due to lack of medical care, and the horses that have been slaughtered for meat due to food shortages all combine to give rise to the death of those who are about to die.

A convoy of horses galloped across the tattered official road. On both sides of the road, even the army formed by Zhenyi, the soldiers looked at the knights who crossed them with numb expressions. The fluttering hanfu with the pig's tail on the head indicates the status of the knights' negotiators.

The broken road was beaten by the horse's hooves and kicked up dust, and Gao Hongzhong rushed to the foot of Shihe Post City and jumped off the horse quickly. Before he had time to rub his legs, which had been worn out by the saddle, he limped into the city and said to Goshha, who greeted him, "I want to see the Great Khan." ”

"Follow me." Goshha spat out a few words and dragged Gao Hongzhong into the city. His face was no different from that of people outside the city, the only difference might be that his face was slightly swollen.

When he met Huang Taiji, the Hou Jin Xiong Lord was having a meeting with the banner lord Baylor as usual. Liu Xingzuo, who was standing in the middle of the team, raised his head and looked at Gao Hongzhong, who walked quickly into the tent, and secretly wondered in his heart what requirements he had accepted for today's negotiations... Oh, negotiating, Jiannu comforted himself. In fact, it was just an instruction from the master of the Song Dynasty to the Jurchens in batches.

Gao Hongzhong first submitted the memorandum to Huang Taiji, and then took out the report he brought back from his belt, and introduced the plan of "exchanging Japanese slaves for Han Chinese clothing" to the banner owners.

Huang Taiji read the memo carefully, casually handed it to the big Bel Amin beside him, leaned forward himself, and said gently: "Mr. Gao will drink saliva first and speak slowly." ”

After more than ten minutes, Huang Taiji nodded slightly: "You all Baylor understands. If there is nothing else, please go down first. ”

In normal times, Gao Hongzhong could leave the big tent. But today, Gao Hongzhong took out a brocade box from his waist and said in a deep voice: "Great Khan, Li Ruchu, the plenipotentiary representative of the Ao Song Dynasty, please bring this box to the Great Khan." ”

Huang Taiji looked away from the report, glanced at Gao Hongzhong, and said with a smile: "Then take it." ”

"Great Khan, then Li Ruchu also said, this box must be watched by the Great Khan alone..."Gao Hongzhong looked at the eyes of each Baylor with his spare eyes, and said stubbornly: "It's not good for all the masters to look at it together." ”

Huang Taiji stood up straight from the table, pressed his hands on the table, glanced around lightly, and said, "Since this is the case, I might as well watch it first, and then show it to you Baylor." ”

There was a habitual silence around them. Whenever they encountered something like this, Huang Taiji's brothers always had to express their attitude towards Khan Quan with silence.

Huang Taiji is used to this kind of. He asked Goshha to take the box and open it in front of everyone.

Gao Hongzhong and Liu Xingzuo both raised their heads, their eyes focused on the things that Huang Taiji took out of the box. It was a piece of paper, a piece of paper that was mostly red with blood. Gao Hongzhong was closer, and he could barely see that there were some Jurchen characters written on the paper, but he couldn't see what the content was.

Huang Taiji held the paper quietly, and his gaze slowly swept over the words on the paper. Then, he grabbed the paper in one hand and took the other out of the box with the other. The second piece of paper is written in Chinese characters, and Huang Taiji can also read it.

After a while, Huang Taiji pursed his lips, pressed his hands into fists on the table, his eyes swept over the people under the tent, and a few laughs squeezed out from the corners of his mouth, as cold as a night owl.

"What a Song Dynasty, a good Dongjiang Army." He closed his eyes and took a few breaths before he regained his usual calm. "Mao Wenlong personally led a large army, from Kuandian to the north, sweeping the walled cities of Hetuala, and has slaughtered Salhu."

He placed the paper he was holding in both hands—now a ball of paper—on the table, and said to Amin, "Excuse me, Big Belle, I'm out of shape. ”

Amin reached out and took the two paper balls and glanced at them. The bloody piece of paper was pinched by Huang Taiji, and the text was blurry and unrecognizable. Another piece of paper can still be read, and it is written on it that the battle report sent back by the Dongjiang Army from Liaodong, showing off the martial arts of slaughtering Salhu.

Liu Xingzuo, who was standing below, sighed slightly, knowing that Du Du, who was stationed in Fushun, should be unlucky. As he wandered, he vaguely saw that Saha's face was a little pale. looked fixedly, but the other party regained his composure, making him wonder if he had lost his eyes.