Jia Rudao thinks that in addition to being a little bit of a false name in Lin'an City now, there is really not much possibility for the Mongolian nobles who are far away in the steppe to hear about it.

Sun Kui's assassination of Meng Hui in Lin'an City, there are more or less Mongols in it, and as the king of Zong who is responsible for Jindi and everything that should be done to the Great Song Dynasty, he naturally has the dark power under his control to serve him, which naturally includes intelligence work in the Great Song Dynasty, so Kou Wen Buhua has heard of him, a person who has mixed up Sun Kui's good deeds, and maybe it is possible.

However, it is absolutely impossible to say that he would mention him, a person who does not have much reputation, in front of the four Mongolian princes.

From the moment he and Meng Hui arrived in front of Wen Buhua, the four princes of Mongolia glanced at Meng Heng, who should have been the absolute protagonist today, with a pair of eyes, and the rest of the time was basically revolving around Jia Yidao.

If the fourth prince of Mongolia was a dead, then he should pay more attention to Mo Yecai who was following him. On the contrary, he didn't take a few more glances at Mo Ye.

Jia Rudao doesn't think that he has the spirit of a king, and everyone loves flowers and flowers.

Originally, he was a little puzzled about what he wanted to do when he kept looking up and down at him, but it was really warm at the moment, but it made Jia Yidao's heart bright.

Really! What is Sure Enough? Except that someone once praised Jia Nidao before he was warm and unflattering, what else could it be?

"Hehe, Meng Dashuai, Master Jia, please!"

Hearing Jia Rudao's words that seemed to be asking but were actually more affirmative, a flash of appreciation flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled noncommittally, but he turned to invite the two of them to sit down, obviously on this issue, for some reason, he didn't want to talk about it at all.

Meng Hui turned his head and glanced at Jia Yidao, then turned back to Kou Wen Buhua and saluted: "King Buhua Sect, please!" ”

Seeing Meng Hui like this, he didn't say anything about it, and Lang laughed and took the lead in sitting down again. After all, in terms of identity, his identity and Qu Zhu's identity are obviously more noble than Meng Heng and Jia Yidao.

Mongolian people really don't know etiquette! Meng Heng scolded secretly in his heart. For him, saying that sentence is the same as giving in to whoever goes first and who sits on the head, the state of etiquette in the Great Song Dynasty, if he had known that Lu Daokou Wen would not be like this, he should have sat down first.

Meng Heng, who was depressed in his heart, sat down in a muffled voice, and Jia Rudao naturally sat down with him.

In the first round, it was obvious that Meng Heng lost a little on the face.

As for Mo Ye and Liu Ru, naturally they didn't have a place to sit down.

The four of them sat down, and the little servant in green clothes standing behind Qu quickly filled the wine glasses in front of the four of them.

"Meng Dashuai, Master Jia, taste my Mengren's mare's milk wine, please!"

Picking up the wine glass in front of him, he looked at Meng Hui and Jia Yidao and said with a smile, and after speaking, he didn't care about Meng Hui and Jia Yidao, the two invited objects, he himself did it with Qu Chulu beside him.

"King Buhuazong, please!"

Jia Yidao and Meng Heng glanced at each other, picked up their wine glasses and said in unison.

However, both of them held up their glasses and shook them for a while, but they didn't really drink the mare's milk wine. Coming to the banquet can already be said to be bold; But if you eat whatever others give you regardless of it, then you are really brainless.

The two of them drank it all at once, and the servants behind them came to pour the wine, but when it was the turn of Jia Yidao and Meng Hui, the waiter looked at the untouched wine glass in front of the two of them but was slightly stunned, and then withdrew the wine jug and retreated behind Qu Cheng.

"Meng Dashuai, Master Jia, do you look down on me or do you think that Uncle Wang and Xiao Wang will do that poisoning thing in front of everyone......"

"Bend out!" The mouth temperature is not flowery, the face sank, and the deep voice interrupted the curl, and then picked up the wine glass again and said: "Please 1"

With this request, the mouth temperature is not spent and it is drunk again!

Qu Zhu, who was sitting beside Wen Buhua, stared sullenly at Jia Nidao and Meng Heng, who were still unmoving, and drank the wine glass in front of him as if he was angry.

Soon the three rounds of wine have passed!

The mouth temperature does not take every time, please ask for a sound first, and then drink the wine in front of you by yourself, and the same is true for the song! From beginning to end, the temperature of the mouth did not take any flowers, knowing that Lu Dao, Jia Yidao and Meng Heng did not touch the wine in the wine glass, but they did not show anything else, as if they did not see it at all.

This also made Jia Rudao look up to Wen Buhua in his heart again.

There are many brave and warlike people in Mongolia, but there are few resourceful people, and with the bottomless city of Kouwen Buhua, it is no wonder that Wo Kotai will deliver all the good rivers and mountains of tens of thousands of miles to the hands of Kouwen Buhua.

"As long as the Great Song Dynasty can hand over the secret recipe for the production of the thunderbolt, and from now on no longer do the matter of the Ming Dynasty repairing the plank road to secretly cross the Chen Cang, this king will withdraw his troops tomorrow, and in the next five years, my Mongolia will not do that thing in Xiangyang City, what does Meng Dashuai think?"

Putting down the wine glass, he looked at Meng Hui and said lightly.

Jia Rudao frowned.

He had long expected that the secret of the thunderbolt would not be kept for long, but he didn't expect that he would be known by his name so quickly. Obviously, in Xiangyang City, Kou Wen Buhua must have maintained a large amount of intelligence.

Meng Heng won't suddenly burst out, right? While Jia Yidao was secretly vigilant, he was also a little worried about Meng Hui's reaction.

"Hehe, so don't you say that King Hua Zong set up a banquet to invite Ben Shuai and Master Jia today, in order to invite the two of us to discuss peace?"

To Jia Yidao's surprise, the sudden attack and the lion's wide opening did not make Meng Hui angry, but smiled and quietly retorted to the mouth without spending an army!

Today's Meng Hui is probably the real Meng Dashuai who single-handedly supported the Great Song Dynasty.

Sure enough, the mouth was not warm, and when he heard Meng Heng's words, his gray beard trembled.

Please make peace!

Isn't that to say that he doesn't have a warm mouth and is defeated? The Mongols were defeated in this battle of Xiangyang?

"Hehe, what does Meng Shuai think about the Great Song Dynasty compared to my Mongolia?" Instead of dwelling on Meng Hui's words, he turned to ask a question that seemed to be unrelated at all.

"The Mongolian army has tens of millions, and my Great Song Dynasty is incomparable."

"Then Meng Dashuai thinks that my Mongolian Association will negotiate peace with the Great Song Dynasty?"

“…… Didn't King Huazong come today just to invite Ben Shuai and Master Jia to drink? ”

“……”

Hearing Meng Hui's words as if he was vowing to break the casserole and ask to the end, even if he was sincerely convinced by the warmth of his mouth, he couldn't help but feel angry! It is said that Xiucai met a soldier, and it is unreasonable to say, but today he can be regarded as a teacher.

In the second round, Meng Heng finally pulled back a game.

Having said this, Jia Rudao knew that if he didn't open his mouth at this time, I was afraid that it would be difficult for him to let his mouth warm and give up his subordinates to take the initiative to negotiate peace...... Well, the determination to negotiate is probably going to wear out.

Similarly, Jia Rudao also knew that Meng Hui was also very aware of the current situation in the Great Song Dynasty, so he didn't think that he and Kouwen were not spending money here to discuss the word peace, but in fact, I was afraid that he was already very anxious in his heart.

After all, in Sichuan and Huaidong, there are still two Mongolian armies with a total of nearly one million to attack. The Great Song Dynasty is retreating one after another!

"Hehe, Jia Mou interjected, King Buhua Zong must also know that with the thunderbolt bomb, unless the king of Buhua Sect has an ordnance that can resist my Great Song Thunderbolt, otherwise it is impossible for Xiangyang City and King Buhua Zong to capture it. Of course, such a stalemate is not a solution, but since King Wu Hua wants to negotiate, then we can all show some sincerity? ”

In his words, Jia Yidao quietly defined this meeting as a negotiation. Presumably, it should be easy for both parties to accept.

"Lord Jia is right, negotiate! This king's request must have been heard by Lord Jia and Meng Dashuai, what do you think? ”

The temperature of the mouth is not flowery, and his face is a little pale, and he said with a smile.

"No! The secret recipe for making thunderballs, that's impossible! ”

It didn't take a lot of time for the words to fall, and Meng Hui had already flatly refused.

His brows furrowed slightly, and he turned his gaze to Jia Yidao.

"Hehe, then Jia Mou will talk about the conditions of my Da Song. King Buhua Zong withdrew from the Xiangyang territory, and no longer did that military thing against Xiangyang City within three years; The Mongol armies of Sichuan and Huaidong must also immediately stop moving south and withdraw to their original positions; If the king of the Sect wants to thunderbolt, he can have 100,000 excellent war horses; Oh, Kaifeng and Bianjing, it is best to return my Great Song Dynasty together, then this negotiation will be too perfect. ”

Jia Rudao looked at the stunned mouth and said with a smile.

Compared with the two lives, Jia Nidao, who has been at the negotiation table for a long time in his previous life, whether it is a warm mouth or Meng Hui, it is not a grade of existence at all.

Negotiations! Isn't it just asking for a sky-high price and paying back the money on the ground?

Meng Hui, who was sitting next to Jia Nidao, almost didn't have a pair of eyes when he heard Jia Nidao's words.

Thinking about the fact that he was still complacent with his mouth and tongue before, and then look at other people's Jia Rudao at this moment, this is completely different! What does it mean for a lion to open his mouth? That's it!

Looking at the stunned three people on the table, Jia Rudao thought, alas, it would be nice if there was a cigarette.

"Hah...... Hahaha...... Ha Lu Ha ......"

After a long time, he looked at Jia Nidao and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, but the meaning of the laughter was extremely pleasant, which made Jia Nidao a little surprised.

"Sure enough, the afterlife is terrifying, the afterlife is terrifying! Ha Lu Ha! ”

After laughing for dozens of breaths, he finally stopped laughing, pointed at Jia Rudao and smiled, and then his smile disappeared instantly, and he looked at Jia Rudao and said sharply: "Mo Feier and the other children think that I really can't help Mongolia, you can't do it?"

It would be perfect if this sentence was replaced with "who gave you confidence"!

It didn't take the effort of this sudden change of face to the mouth of Wen, Jia Rudao didn't have the slightest reaction, if this could scare him, then wouldn't these two lives be in vain?

Originally, he was worried that Sun Kui in Hebei Province had only made a little mess, but today's mouth temperature did not take such a show, but it made Jia Rudao's heart instantly feel at the bottom.

can let Kou Wen Buhua, the sect king, put down his body and take the initiative to negotiate and negotiate, then obviously, the situation on Hebei West Road has obviously reached the stage of burning his eyebrows, so that Kou Wen Buhua has to rush back to extinguish the fire in person.