February 15 of the 11th year of Suzong.

In the imperial study of the Dayan Palace, the thirty-year-old Dayan Tianzi was throwing what he could see in front of him, and he lost his temper at the marshal of the Western Route Army who was kneeling under the ground in front of him.

"Bastard! Wan Yan Lie! I really misjudged you, you are the one who came out of my grassland to see things more clearly, and it is so easy for my Yan Kingdom to defeat the Southern Xia for six hundred years! I have long told you that the Southern Xia is prosperous, but with Shandong as the boundary, and north of the Yellow River, there is gradually no southern scene, from here to the grassland desert, officers and soldiers, merchants, mountain bandits, and green forests. This is the ecology under the rule of Yanguo. ”

"Only around Luoyang, the trade roads are still passable, which is the reason why we have strong control. But apart from legitimate trade routes, the situation is different. The people north of Shandong are fierce, and because of our lack of control, all kinds of smuggling and looting have always been prevalent and have been repeatedly prohibited. ”

"Smuggling, bandits are rampant, people's livelihood is withering, the mistakes we made a few years ago made Dayan unify the north and the south and shaky indefinitely, when my brother was here, I said that if we want to gain a foothold in this world of flowers, we must make changes."

"In the past, our ancestors plundered and returned to the desert, but now it is different, do you rely on those hashes to govern the country? Remember to win over the scholars among the Han Chinese, and you should learn from them. ”

"If you want to enjoy long-term wealth, so that future generations will no longer freeze and starve to death on the grassland, you must use them. How else to exterminate Jiangnan? ”

He threw a glass lamp on the ground and cursed.

"The queen niece of the dead summer! The granddaughter of Lu Shixiang, a thousand-year-old clan in Shandong! In this capital land. At the feet of my son of heaven, such a thing happened! The warriors on the battlefield will become too old when they return here? How do you discipline yourself! You think that if I appreciate you Jurchens, you will be lawless! ”

Wan Yanlie, who was kneeling on the ground, was submissive and confessed his guilt again and again. Only at the end showed a little of his previous exploits, and before he could finish speaking, a plate snapped and broke in front of him.

"Credit! If it weren't for my great achievements, I would have given him the niece of the queen who died in Xia? If this happens again, drive back to the grassland to herd the sheep. ”

"Also, the envoy of the Nanxia peace talks is coming in the next two days, and this peace talks must reach an agreement, and other conditions cannot be conceded. The southerners have a good face, and the land can satisfy them as much as possible, and I only need to leave an enclave on the south bank of the Yellow River. When we manage the north bank of the Yellow River well, when there is enough grain and grass, hundreds of thousands of grassland iron horsemen will run over. It will not be easy to regain these lands. ”

"And you, you are all the in-laws of these Han officials, get along with them well, whoever has a problem with their subordinates, I will let you take your tribe to the Caspian Sea to eat snow, all retreat!"

Just after noon, outside the east gate of Luoyang City, there was a burst of chickens and dogs, whether it was pedestrians coming and going, or soldiers who were originally in charge of guarding, they were driven to both sides of the road by a group of Jurchen elite riders wearing thick leather armor.

Originally, the city gate guards wanted to step forward to theorize a few words, but when they saw that it was Hesheri, the commander of Simon Baya, who appeared in the middle of the team, he hurriedly stopped his flag and did not dare to make the slightest move.

This Hesheri is a favorite general under Wan Yanlie, the commander of the Western Route Army of Yan State, and is in charge of the most elite Baya cavalry battalion of the Jurchens.

Don't look at yourself and the other party are the city gate guards, the status is very different, since the battlefield returned to Luoyang City, because of the robbery of several Han Chen's wives and daughters, was punished by the emperor Helian Muye, from the West Road pioneer general, now has become a small West Gate guard.

Especially a few days ago, because he stripped off the granddaughter of Luoyang Mansion and played with his colleagues at the banquet, he was only fined five hundred taels of silver.

Although he was full of speed, he didn't dare to capture his tiger whiskers.

Today, Hesheri had a gloomy face, but it was not because he was fined five hundred taels of silver a few days ago, but because he was called to the Shuai Mansion by the handsome Wan Yanlie and scolded him.

In the end, it didn't depend on the swords and guns in the hands of the warriors?!

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and Hesheri couldn't wait to go back to the city, on a few Hanchen aunts

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galloped, scolded and scolded, how can you use a sufficient book to succeed.

"General."

At this time, a personal soldier came up to report: "The caravan of the Xia people is only sixty miles away from here, and it seems that there are several Khitan nobles accompanying them, and this batch of goods seems to have an owner." ”

"So what, if we don't raise the flag, we are now robbers and horse bandits, killing all the Xia people, robbing the goods, and don't hurt the lives of the Khitans."

The snow is still falling, the sky is white, in the past at this time, the sky should start to dark, but it seems to be the continuation of the last snow in winter, at this time the whole world, still trapped in the white illusion, this temporary tied up car formation, already sparse tight, coupled with the strong north wind, the patrol soldiers are naturally difficult to observe far away.

So a group of more than 30 Jurchen cavalry roared, more than a dozen people in front of them rampaged, and the rear horsemen first lined up with swallow wings, followed by the two wings to outflank inward, each with a bow in hand, and the fan also seemed to force towards the Great Xia Mission.

Finished!

Yelu Linshu's heart was cold when he saw this, he didn't care whether the envoy of the Xia Kingdom was dead or alive, but he saw that the horse bandits were so unscrupulous, he couldn't use any strength, and after being known by His Royal Highness, how could he please him?

The dozen or so cavalrymen had already pressed to within a hundred paces of the Great Xia Mission, each bending their bows and arrows, and they were about to launch the first round of fierce fire when they only had to close the distance a little closer.

In the middle of the mission, a handsome white-faced young man rushed up suddenly, and at a distance of 100 meters, the enemy and the enemy were only blinking their eyes, and at the moment when both sides shook their heads, they saw Hesheri's body almost twice as large as him, and he was embraced by him, biting it off, and tearing open the other's neck. Blood rises to the sky, dotting the snow with bright red plums.

The strange scene frightened both sides who were preparing to fight, Wu Lin, who was standing in the middle of the camp, had met the bandits, his legs were trembling, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he cried and screamed like a woman.

The handsome young man, whose face was covered in blood, chewed on a torn throat in his mouth, and then spat it out.

The figure pounced again.

Soon after, the corpses in the snow pooled into a pool of blood, and the corpses were mutilated.

Then the Jurchen cavalry shouted, turned their horses' heads, and fled towards Lailu. Although these are all veterans who have been killed from the sea of blood, it is difficult to bear such a strange and terrifying thing.

Wang Mingzhi stared at the scene in front of him in a daze, his heart twitched constantly, and with a 'wow', he spit out all the roast mutton he ate at noon. Until the mouth spits out sour water.

Who is the little prince of the Gan family! One let Yan Guo's deputy envoy hold the toilet, and the other directly eats people!

Standing up and looking around, most people were like themselves, vomiting nonstop, and Wu Lin actually fainted and lay on the snow.

On March 17, the snow gradually subsided, and the cold capital of Yan once again returned to its original desertion.

However, the Han slaves who ran back and forth in the streets and alleys were very different from some time ago, although when they met on the left and the left, they inevitably shook into two balls, and the scars on their bodies were also called a few more places some time ago, but there was a high spirited between the eyebrows and eyes.

On the contrary, those who are dressed in brocade clothes are all like mourners, at least on the surface.

What led to such a change was a series of events caused by the process of the Great Xia envoys.

On February 17, Jiang Shun, the eunuch of the Xia envoy's palm seal, was thirty miles away from Dadu, and ate 13 people, including Hesheri, a warrior of the Yan Kingdom, and became famous for a while.

On February 21, Tie Zhao, the first master under the command of Helian Aoduchi, the king of the West, came to challenge the man-eating demon, but was defeated by the Xia envoy's guard Danba.

On March 1, at the banquet to welcome the summer envoy, Helian Shi, the prince of Dayan, brought the twelve cloth trousers of the grassland to the door to help the fun, and one was killed and eleven injured during the banquet, but he failed to shake the Xia envoy's guard Danba by half a step.

On the evening of March 3, Hesheri's wife came to the door to shout and scold, and was plundered into the embassy by Danba, and did not dare to stop it.

On March 9, the Great Yan Emperor Helian Muye wanted to entertain all the envoys of the Xia Kingdom in the palace, but was blocked by the concubines and ministers. Emperor Hou Dayan summoned Wang Mingzhi alone.

'Bang ---'

slapped the belt on the table, Yu Li scolded angrily: "These grassland melons, if they drag something on weekdays, they will be bullied."

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Insulting me and other weak scholars, I don't think I have the courage to be so small, and the Jurchen aunt didn't dare to put one of them when she was slept with. ”

Lu Shixiang, who was sitting behind the desk to review the documents, raised his head and glanced at Yu Li with presbyopia, put the brush on the inkstone, and sneered: "If you are angry, you are looking for the people of Xia Guo, what are you shouting at me?" Your good friend Song Ge hasn't been slept with by several people in Nanxia, aren't you also hiding here and being ruthless every day! It's all the same! ”

"I ------"

Yu Li's face flushed, but he didn't dare to turn his face with his boss after all, and finally leaned into the seat next to him and muttered, "Aren't I anxious?" Seeing that Yan Xia is about to start negotiations in the next few days, if the two sides reach a compromise, when will my hatred of humiliating my wife be avenged! ”

He complained a few words, turned his head to look at Lu Shixiang again, but found that the other party had closed his eyes and was rubbing his temples slowly.

Yu Li was really a little angry at this time, and got up angrily and said: "Okay, well, since the boss doesn't care about this matter, I won't worry about this idleness anymore, no matter how they talk, I don't care anymore, I won't say a word in the negotiation." ”

"Don't be impatient, it's not all bad if the envoy of the Xia Kingdom comes, which Dazi haven't been courteous to us these days! You are one of the negotiators, and do not impose some unnecessary obstacles, everything is subject to His Majesty's opinion. ”

"Your Majesty and the old man have made it clear, try to reach a compromise with Nanxia, and wait for a few years when there is enough food and grass, so that which Nan people can taste the pain of losing their homes. A gentleman's revenge, isn't it too late for ten years! ”

On March 17, early in the morning, Xiao Shi and several soldiers from the Ministry of Rites of the Yan State came to the embassy, and the little envoy said coldly to Wang Ming: "Follow us!" ”

"Where is this ------ going?" Wu Lin asked nervously.

Wang Mingzhi stood up and said coldly to Wu Lin: "Today is the day of the talks, where do you say you will go." ”

Wang Mingzhi was very dissatisfied with Wu Lin's cowardly performance. Striding behind Yan Envoy and leaving, Wu Lin had to speed up and catch up quickly.

After a while, everyone was taken to a large hall by the Yan envoy, and in front of the main hall stood hundreds of burly alien soldiers, all with hideous faces, holding snow-bright beheading knives, and staring coldly at several representatives of the Xia State peace talks.

Entering the hall, there were three large bamboo plates on a long table, two of which each had a human head, all of which were Daxia officials wearing wings, and the other plate was empty, giving a strong hint to Daxia officials.

Wu Lin walked into the main hall in fright, and saw the human head on the plate, Wu Lin's double strands were bursting with war.

High on the throne sat a shriveled old man about fifty years old, dressed in aristocratic clothing, Wang Ming recognized this person at a glance, it was Murong Xuzhong, the marshal of the middle route army of Yan State.

Wu Lin behind Wang Mingzhi trembled with fright, but he did not lose his mind, endured his weak legs, and did not let himself kneel, but bowed and saluted: "The imperial history of the left capital of Great Xia is seen as Marshal of Yan State!" ”

"Wait! What is the Marshal of Yan called Benxiang today? ”

Zhang Xiang, the waiter of the Yan State Rite Department, said loudly: "It's a joke, of course it's a peace talk between the two countries, why don't you ask more than that!" ”

Wang Mingzhi said: "Since it is a peace negotiation between the two countries, the representative status of the double peace talks must be equal, Yan State used a martial artist to preside over the peace negotiations, isn't it a joke, besides, Murong Marshal sits on a high seat, and calls a country minister to greet below, does it mean that Murong Marshal has ascended the throne as the emperor?" This appearance never pays attention to people who don't understand etiquette. With that, he turned and walked out of the hall.

At this moment, I saw an old man dressed in literati clothes in the main hall, beating his hands and saying, "Okay! is worthy of being the world-famous Wang Mingzhi! Sure enough, I have the courage to skip people, I am the prime minister of Dayan Zuo, and I also ask Prime Minister Wang Cheng to calm down and not be impatient, I am qualified to talk with Prime Minister Wang Cheng! ”

"Hahaha, sons, they have all withdrawn with Ben Shuai." After speaking, Murong Xuzhong led the ordinary Yan soldiers away.

Wu Shuli showed a smile on his face, "Prime Minister Wang Cheng is very bold, the army of Yan Kingdom is marching south, not to kill you Han people to vent their anger, just for profit, I don't know what plan Prime Minister Wang Cheng can impress my country this time?" ”

"Since the prime minister of Yan Guo originally listened to our plan, why not take a cup of tea for hospitality, and let me listen to Yan Guo's plan?"

Wu Shuli nodded: "Okay! You have a point. Serve tea. ”

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