The antechamber of the Miyamoto family.

Wu Zhi and Miyamoto Yewang sat side by side at the top of the list, with the retainers of Miyamoto on the left and the Great Song Dynasty mission on the right.

The treaty on the gold mine has already been drawn up on the part of the Great Song Dynasty, and Ning Yuan and Qin Hui are checking the details with the civil officials of the Miyamoto family in the audience, and the officials of the Great Song Dynasty are serious and do not show smugness, but the Japanese officials are like absinthe.

It was as if the officials of the Great Song Dynasty slept with their wives.

On the stage, Takeshi and Miyamoto were drinking tea and waiting for the contract to be officially signed, Takeshi was like a spring breeze, and Miyamoto Yewang was smiling.

"Miyamoto-sama, why don't you see Reitaro today?" To ease the atmosphere, Takeshi began to chat with Miyamoto Nobo.

"The dog is sick and inconvenient to go out, so please forgive me."

"It doesn't matter. A few days earlier, I saw that Ling Taro's face was very bad, but I didn't know what disease he was suffering from? ”

"Alas!" Miyamoto Nowang sighed heavily, waved his hand and said, "Lord Lao bother, Taro is just an ordinary abdominal pain, and he can be cured in a few days of recuperation." ”

Miyamoto Yewang said this because he was desperate for Miyamoto Taro's condition, he knew that this disease was also incurable in the Great Song Dynasty, so he didn't want to say it to increase his troubles.

"That's very good."

Wu Zhi touched his nose, and then took a sip of tea, he could naturally see the despair in Miyamoto Yewang's eyes, but now that the treaty was being signed, he didn't ask too much.

After signing the contract, you can ask them if An Daoquan needs to see Taro Miyamoto.

The Miyamoto family didn't know that Wu Zhi was followed by a top famous doctor in the Great Song Dynasty!

"My lord, I'm done!"

Soon, Ning Yuan, Qin Hui and others agreed on a treaty with Miyamoto's retainers, and the treaty was presented in duplicate to Wu Zhi and Miyamoto Yewang respectively.

"Ahaha!"

Wu Zhi rolled his sleeves and gestured to Miyamoto Yewangbi: "Miyamoto-sama, let's take a look!" ”

"Good! Good! ”

At this point, Miyamoto could only accept his fate and pick up the treaty scroll.

Ning Yuan Qin Hui was relieved that Wu Zhi was relieved so he opened the treaty and just glanced at it a few times, and after determining some key terms, he put it down leisurely and waited for Miyamoto to look at it.

Miyamoto Yewang looked at it very carefully, but if he was careful, all the terms in this treaty were drawn up in accordance with the wishes of the Great Song Dynasty, except for some innocuous small additional clauses, he couldn't change a single word.

"How? No problem, let's officially sign the treaty, right? ”

Seeing that Miyamoto Yewang put down the scroll, Wu Zhi also asked, he was a little anxious, it stands to reason that this kind of "national letter" between countries cannot be rushed, because according to the charter, after the two sign the treaty, they each have to take it to the monarchs of both sides and stamp the jade seal before counting.

During this period, it is necessary to send special envoys to run back and forth several times, which is not a matter of urgency.

But before coming this time, Takeshi had already sent Rite Langzhong Meng Tao to Kyoto, Japan to find the puppet emperor to stamp the emperor's seal on the two treaties, which is the one that is now placed in front of Takeshi and Miyamoto Nobo.

- In fact, with the current status of the emperor of Japan, this contract does not require him to be stamped by the Miyamoto family.

All in all, now as long as Miyamoto Yewang seals it, this contract will take effect immediately for the Great Song Dynasty, as long as the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty returns to China and stamps it, he will bring another copy to Miyamoto Yewang.

Therefore, Wu Zhi will be a little anxious.

Whether the big function is completed or not, at this moment, after the success, what awaits Wu Zhi is the official marquis and pays homage to the prime minister!

Since then, Wu Zhi has been a great Song minister, and with his relationship with Zhao Ji surpassing Cai Jingtong Guantie's buddies, all the previous layouts can really be vigorously rolled out with the power of the government - the currency economic reform dominated by the Great Song Bank; military reform led by the Qingzhou Army; educational reform represented by Qingzhou College; Cultural reform with "Hundred Schools of Revival" as the core!

That's just these, once it is completely rolled out in the Great Song Dynasty, the strength of the Great Song Dynasty will grow exponentially.

At that time, it will be easy to subdue the sixteen states of Yanyun, and it will be easy to destroy Liao, Tujin, Tuli, and Dali to unify China.

All of this will begin with the signing of the treaty by Miyamoto Nomoto.

"Good! I'll sign! ”

Miyamoto Yewang picked up the brush and dipped it in ink, Takeshi was calm on the surface, and his heart began to be nervous.

"Wait!"

The fuck thing still happened, and before Miyamoto could put his pen to paper, he suddenly heard a loud shout from outside the hall door, and then a Japanese samurai wearing hideous ghost-faced armor and wearing a long and short double sword broke in!

"Protect Lord Wu!"

Seeing that someone was wearing a helmet and a knife to break in, Han Shizhong and Liang Hongyu immediately drew their swords and led them to rush to Wu Zhi to protect them, while Zhang Long and Zhao Hu drew their sabers and led a group of guards to confront the Japanese ghost-faced samurai in front.

Wu Zhi and Ning Yuan, Qin Hui, Song Jiang, and An Daoquan, who were at the same table, and other civil officials were shocked, after all, this is a foreign country, and there is no one to cover the affairs of the army, so they are too insecure.

Wu Zhi was also very worried about whether Little Japan would regret it and wanted to kill them, but when he saw Han Shizhong and Liang Hongyu in front of him, he relaxed a little.

Because Han Shizhong and Liang Hongyu not only reacted very quickly in this kind of emergency, but also thought very well, on the one hand, they protected Wu Zhi, and incidentally blocked Miyamoto Yewang by Wu Zhi's side.

In this way, if the Japanese side really changes its mind, it can at least hold their boss Miyamoto Wild Hope to evacuate Japan safely.

However, after Wu Zhi calmed down, he found that it didn't seem that the Japanese were going to turn their faces, because after the ghost-faced samurai broke in, Miyamoto was also startled, and the retainers of the Miyamoto family were even more panicked than the Song envoys.

"Humph!"

Seeing that Wu Zhi and the others were so nervous, the Ghost Mask Samurai also snorted coldly, and then took off the Ghost Mask Mask.

After the mask was taken off, everyone saw the samurai's face clearly, and couldn't help but be stunned, this person was Miyamoto Nobo's second son, Miyamoto Lang.

Miyamoto is still very young, about eighteen or nineteen years old, not tall, shorter than Wu Zhidu, with short eyebrows and thin eyes, a typical Japanese public face.

"Presumptuous!"

Seeing that it was Miyamoto Lang who broke in with an armor and sword, Miyamoto Yewang suddenly slapped the table angrily!

"The Great Song Noble Envoy is here, how dare you be so rude?" Saying that, Miyamoto Yewang hurriedly bowed and apologized to Wu Zhi, Ning Yuan and the others: "The dog is young and ignorant, I hope to forgive you for disturbing you!" ”

After speaking, he glared angrily at the palace and said, "Don't get out of here!" ”

Seeing that Miyamoto Ye didn't seem to be a fake, Wu Zhi hurriedly waved his hand and said magnanimously: "No hindrance, no hindrance, everyone has a time when they are young and vigorous!" ”

In fact, Wu Zhi is not yet thirty years old, otherwise he would not have all the meritorious qualifications, but he will not be able to become the prime minister of the Great Song Dynasty for a long time.

"Father! The son didn't mean to offend! ”

Under the hall, Miyamoto looked unconvinced.

"Yaga!"

Miyamoto Yewang was already aggrieved, and he didn't dare to complain about Wu Zhi and them, so he just sprinkled on the wolf of Miyamoto at this time: "Get out!" ”

"My son has something to say!"

"Yaga! Get lost! Isn't that shameful enough? ”

Swish!

Wu Zhi and the others originally wanted Miyamoto to withdraw Miyamoto Lang so that he could sign the contract as soon as possible, but at this time, under the scolding of his father, Miyamoto Lang actually stubbornly pulled out the sword, and there was a momentum of cutting his abdomen if he didn't agree.

inevitably caused a fatal delay in signing the contract, Wu Zhi had no choice but to speak: "Eh! Miyamoto-sama, listen to what Jiro has to say. ”

Wu Zhi knew that what Miyamoto was going to say must be about the gold mine, but no matter what he said, it would be useless, unless the Miyamoto family dared to declare war on the Great Song!

To declare war is to bring about your own destruction!

Don't say that the Miyamoto family is only the lord of Japan, even if all the lords of Japan are united, they can't defeat the Qingzhou army of the Great Song Dynasty!

With Wu Zhi interceding, Miyamoto Yewang didn't dare not give face, so he was not angry and said to Miyamoto Lang:

"If you have anything to say, say it."

Miyamoto Lang looked around coldly at Wu Zhi and the other Great Song envoys, then waved his katana a few times, and said fiercely: "I want to challenge the Song envoys!" ”

"Oh?"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar, and Wu Zhi and others looked at each other.

"Do you dare?"

Gong Benlang raised his knife and pointed at Wu Zhi and them, and said provocatively: "It is said that the Great Song Dynasty is capable of civil and military affairs, is it possible that the Great Song Dynasty mission will only play some clever tricks to solve problems, and martial arts are all indiscriminate?" ”

After speaking, he deliberately fixed the tip of the sword on Han Shizhong, who was beside Wu Zhi.

His eyesight is not weak, and he can see at a glance that Han Shizhong on Wu Zhi's side is the number one master.

Of course, Han Shizhong is nearly one meter nine tall, with an ape arm and a wolf waist, and he is a master at first glance.

Now Wu Zhi finally understands that Gong Ben Lang feels that he has lost three games in a row and lost the gold mine without face, and wants to get back a game, but Wu Zhi is not stupid, even if he believes that Han Shizhong can finish abusing Gong Ben Lang, he will not be fooled by him.

"Of course, it's okay to compete, but it's good to say in advance, it's just a competition, and you don't bet on winning or losing." Wu Zhidao.

Ning Yuan and the others couldn't help but bow their heads secretly, but Miyamoto's expression froze.

"Of course." Miyamoto nodded knowingly, "Xiao'er has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he is aggressive by nature, and when he meets a master, he just wants to learn from him, and he doesn't have a bet." ”

The reason why Miyamoto Yewang is so knowledgeable is because he understands that Da Song will never get the gold mine in his hands to gamble with them, and he understands that they have nothing to bet with Da Song now.

In addition to the gold mines, what else could the Song people look at in Japan?

"Good! Send someone to fight me! ”

Although Miyamoto is aggressive, he doesn't have any bad intentions, and at this time he is very honest and begins to invite the battle, and he is determined to win back a little face for the Miyamoto family.

Wu Zhi looked at Han Shizhong, then at Liang Hongyu, and then at Zhang Long and Zhao Hu, and after thinking for a while, he sent Zhang Long and Gong Benlang to compete.

If Han Shizhong is sent to play, Miyamoto Lang's height will only reach Han Shizhong's chest, which is really a bit too much to bully him.

"Are you the strongest of you?"

After Zhang Long, who was dressed in a strong suit, came out of the ranks, Gong Benlang looked at Han Shizhong suspiciously, and asked him.

"It's not."

Zhang Long shook his head.

"No! I'm going to challenge you to be the strongest! ”

Miyamoto knew that Han Shizhong was the strongest, and he had already pointed the tip of the sword at Han Shizhong.

Han Shizhong couldn't help frowning, he used to be a complete ruffian in the army, and when Miyamoto pointed out at him for the first time, he was very unhappy.

"Are you sure?" Wu Zhi smiled bitterly.

"Master Wu, please send your strongest man!"

On the side, Miyamoto Yewang also began to ask Take-sik, for them Japanese samurai, only to challenge the strongest is a dignified challenge.

"But ......"

Wu Zhi looked at Han Shizhong, still a little hesitant, Han Shizhong is a master and a master on a par with Wu Song, Wu Zhi really doesn't want to let Miyamoto Lang lose too ugly, so as not to hurt the harmony, or they lose in a hurry to break the contract.

Isn't it like this in later movies, little Japan came to China to challenge Chinese kung fu, and it was nice to say at first, but once it was abused by Chinese kung fu, it began to use weapons to kill people in a hurry.

Wu Zhi's movie has a shadow in his heart.

"My lord! Don't worry, I'm measured. ”

Han Shizhong glanced at Gong Benlang lightly, and also began to ask for battle.

Martial artist, how can there be anyone who is not aggressive, Han Shizhong has already itched his hands!

(End of chapter)