Chapter 198: There are numbers
In the Chinese military tent of the Tang army camp, the generals from Beiting and the generals of Anxi stared, and it seemed that they would fight if they disagreed, which made those servants who were serving on the side at a loss, and also made Liu Ji, who was in the center of the storm, scratch his head a little.
He was thinking about the other party's intention to do this, and when he came to this time and space, he asked himself that this was the first time they met, and he had only heard of this name from the mouths of others before, and of course, those records in history would not be unfamiliar.
This person took office at the same time as Feng Changqing, both as Wang Zhengjian's successors, and before, he belonged to Anxi's colleagues, of course, because of Gao Xianzhi, he was not valued by the imperial court, and he was not promoted for many years, and the relationship with Feng Changqing's faction was not much better.
But in any case, you shouldn't suddenly attack in someone else's army? Could it be that there is something else hidden in this, maybe this body has had some kind of holiday with him before? It has to be said that this is highly likely.
After thinking about it, Liu Ji said calmly: "I still remember that before the expedition, I was personally praised by Wang Shuai, in his mind, they are all for my Tang Dynasty soldiers, there is no Anxi, Beiting, not to mention that the Qiankengshu has been transferred before the war, and it will naturally be rebuilt after the war. ”
A trace of surprise flashed in Cheng Qianli's eyes, he didn't expect these words to come out of the mouth of a stunned young man, first mentioned the late Wang Zhengjian, and then said words that seemed to be soft, but in fact were tough, and if he didn't step down, he would really become a disrespectful and arrogant person.
This son, how does it seem to be a different person, I thought that I would be teased by a little, and I even knew how to hide needles in the cotton!
He laughed and picked up a glass of wine from the banquet with his own hands: "Or Gorou knows me, they are all brothers who stir food in a horse spoon, and those who accompany the sin or not will not mention it again, but this wine must be punished, who made you so late?" ”
"That's it."
"One cup is enough, at least three."
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The two Beiting generals behind him also echoed one after another, Liu Ji toasted three times without changing his face, so that the scene was perfunctory, but when he returned to the table, he naturally sat on Anxi's side, which made Cheng Qianli feel a little unhappy.
"This is the Liu Wulang who took the lead and took the Poyi River and He Bolao City?" Zhang Shaoqing, who had not spoken, suddenly asked.
Liu Ji had to stand up and nod yes, and Feng Changqing said yes on the side: "In this battle, the Qiankeng Army has made a great contribution, and the soldiers of Beiting should also be honored." ”
In a word, the other party's thoughts will be cut off, the person is arranged by Wang Zhengjian, and he will naturally return it after the fight, but there is no credit, and there is no need to think about it.
"Sure enough, the young hero, I heard that he is still a person who loves him in the seal?"
"The young man has a stubborn heart, and he should not be praised by Shaoqing." Feng Changqing said humbly, but unceremoniously admitted it.
Liu Ji listened to this person's words, always felt a little strange, those intentional or unintentional provocations, people couldn't grasp the handle, couldn't help but look at him more, Honglu Temple is one of the "nine temples", Shaoqing is his deputy, the position is from the four grades, many times, it is a quiet position for the children of the powerful, and does not care about specific matters, this does not look like it, after all, it is not a good errand to envoy to Tibet.
On the occasion of the marriage of Princess Jincheng in the first year of Jinglong, Emperor Zhongzong found three consecutive envoys to send his relatives, but no one was willing to go, and finally had to shoehorn an errand, which shows the Tang people's perception of this place in Tubo.
The poor mountains and bad water people are still tricky, and that's what they are talking about.
Thinking of this, he took a glass of wine and saluted from afar: "Zhang Shaoqing came from afar, worked tirelessly, was diligent in state affairs, and should be a model for my generation. ”
"Where, where." When Zhang Shaoqing heard such a straightforward compliment, he was not reserved, so he took a sip of the cup in his hand, only to hear the other party ask again.
"But I don't know how the imperial court will negotiate an alliance with Tubo this time?"
"Is this it? Originally, it was still confidential, but you and the others were all border generals, so you had to participate, so it didn't hurt to talk about it. When Zhang Shaoqing talked about his errand, he suddenly became interested, and his spirit seemed to be much better.
"This envoy is from Helong, Geshu Dafu broke the Tubo people on the side of Qinghai, collected their Hongji City, Da Desert Gate and other places, and opened up hundreds of miles, and Cheng Zhongcheng, also led the troops of Beiting and the subject countries, crossed the Kunlun Mountain, went straight down to Qiangtang, destroyed many strongholds of the Tubo people, captured a lot of cattle and sheep, plus the Bolu, Zhangxiong and other places collected by Anxi, if this is used as a basis, to make an alliance, the Tubo people should not object."
Liu Ji met a diplomat in this time and space for the first time, and listening to his tone, he didn't even prepare a plan, did he plan to talk about it?
Logically speaking, in the case that the party has occupied an absolute advantage, waiting for the Tubo people to come to sue for peace, and willingly let the Tang Dynasty slaughter, is the right way to open.
The prime minister's time is short, and he wants to get a decent result as soon as possible.
Liu Ji, who has always had no good impression of Li Linfu, suddenly felt malicious in his heart, and there were some scourges, which could indeed cause endless harm.
"What about the conditions?" Unconsciously, Liu Ji's voice cooled down.
That Zhang Shaoqing didn't seem to feel the change in him, and still said there: "The soldiers of Beiting withdrew from the mountain, Anxi here, the land of Bolu is already remote, Xiangxiong is their subject country, since it should be returned together, as long as the boundary of Helong maintains the current situation, the border of my Tang Dynasty can be pushed forward for hundreds of miles, and there is no need to worry about the customs." ”
As soon as these words came out, the tent suddenly fell silent, although the generals of Anxi did not speak, they were all making eye contact, and even Feng Changqing stopped the cup and kept turning it in his hand.
No frontier general is willing to look at the land that he has worked so hard to fight and give it to the enemy.
Liu Ji knew that this was the result in the history books of later generations, Da Bolu didn't even have a setting, but he was afraid that it would be returned to the Tubo people that year, and the war of Tianbao for eleven to twelve years was just the victory of Ge Shuhan alone.
Knowing that when he participated in it and heard it with his own ears, his mood was already completely different, and seeing that his face was not very good, Feng Changqing quickly stood up.
"The meaning of the court, everyone knows, Shaoqing is tired from afar, and today he should take over the wind, put aside all those mundane affairs, and just drink freely."
"Well said, we are all fighting men, the court will do what it wants, it's not our turn to talk more, just drink." Cheng Qianli also stood up and said loudly.
The tent returned to its happy scene, pushing the cup to change the lamp, you come and go, when the banquet was dispersed, it was already dark outside, Liu Ji ran to a remote place, "wow" vomited for a while, only to feel that the stomach was empty.
"It doesn't matter, I'll ask someone to get some soup." Feng Changqing patted him on the back and asked with concern.
"It's okay, just throw up." He waved his hand and turned around: "That Zhang Shaoqing, what is the origin?" Zhongcheng can know. ”
"He, Li Xiangguo's east bed, a famous merry boy in Beijing, never thought that he would be willing to send an envoy to Tibet."
It turned out to be him, and Liu Ji knew it in his heart.