Yeluren first found Wang Ning'an, and at this time the Song envoy's camp was full of the prince's people, and it must be made a long story short, Yeluren first told Wang Ning'an that Musavi was from the Persian side, and in the name of a scholar, he was actually a missionary. www.biquge.info About ten years ago, he went to the Western Regions, where he lived for a long time, learning various languages, including Chinese and Khitan, and reading through the hundreds of classics of Zhuzi, and was erudite and talented.

About half a year ago, he came to Liao, and his erudition won the favor of the nobles of Liao, and he even mixed with the side of the prince Yelu Hongji, and won his trust.

"Why did this Mousavi stop the Song-Liao trade, what did he want to do, did he really assist the Liao State?"

"Phew!"

Yeluren took a sip first, "This guy has ill intentions, he wants to preach in Da Liao, and let the glory of God envelop Da Liao...... He deserves it too! ”

Wang Ningan gasped, a religious scholar from Persia, trying to persuade the Liao State to convert...... I see, no wonder he wants to stop Song Liao's trade! Once the Liao State and the Great Song Dynasty traded frequently and communicated with each other, how could the Khitans, who were deeply influenced by the Song people, convert to his gods!

Perhaps Musavi also wanted to use the Khitan as a springboard to conquer the Great Song Dynasty and spread the glory of the gods to the whole world, especially the richest Great Song Dynasty.

Don't blame Wang Ning'an for thinking too much, after all, he knows too much about the virtues of these gods.

In turn, the Liao State is not a fool, so why reuse Mousavi?

Wang Ningan hesitated for a moment, but also thought clearly, Yelu Hongji may not be unaware of Mousavi's ambitions, but he wants to use Moussavi, use his gods, increase his authority, and influence more Liao nobles, so as to win more bargaining chips in the battle for succession.

Although Wang Ning'an did not know whether such a thing occurred in the history of the Liao Dynasty, he knew that during the Ming Dynasty, Altan Khan had such a hand, invited a bunch of monks, and changed the religious customs of the grassland......

Divine power and imperial power have always complemented each other, even if it is far away from the strange power of the Great Song Dynasty, the emperor has to call himself the Son of Heaven, there is any change in the sky, the emperor will also issue an edict to sin himself, more ignorant Da Liao, engage in this hand, there must be more market.

Yelu Ren was very anxious, "Lord Wang, the prince listens to the slander of the demons, and His Majesty only believes in the prince, our prince has worked a lot of effort, but he can't convince them, the Liao Song peace talks are just this last step, if it fails, it's a pity!" ”

You're not here for peace talks, you're here to make money!

Wang Ningan pondered for a long time and said, "Lord Yelu, since the prince is competing with you, the more you persuade, the more useless it will be. At the moment, you should find the right person to impress the prince.

"Who said it wasn't, but for a while, we couldn't think of it!"

Wang Ningan even smiled wryly, you are the head snake of the land, you can't think of it, I'm an outsider, where can I find the right person?

"That's right...... Lord Jerod, if Musavi wants to preach in your country, whose interests will he violate? ”

As soon as these words came out, Yeluren suddenly realized, "It's those Buddhist temples!" ”

"That's right!" Wang Ningan said with a smile: "Please surrender the god stick, this is called brine and tofu, one thing to drop one thing!" ”

"Wonderful!"

Yeluren first stroked his palms and laughed, and hurried out of the camp.

To say that there are many temples in Liao, high monks gather, the most famous is the presiding monk of Baoji Temple, the great monk Fayuan, the old monk is old and virtuous, the Buddhism is profound, often go to the bowl, for the emperor to preach the scriptures, the nobles of the Liao country like to worship under the old monk, become a registered disciple.

Fa Yuan is transcendent and never intervenes in mundane things, and it is not easy to ask him to come out to help.

Yelu Ren came to talk twice, all to no avail, and finally Yelu Chongyuan even came, but the great monk actually gave him a closed door, so angry that Yelu Chongyuan almost sent troops and burned down the Baoji Temple.

I've never seen such a stubborn bald donkey!

Yeluren had no choice but to find Wang Ning'an again.

"Alas, Master Fayuan is reluctant to come forward, and the other monks are not weighty enough, so I am afraid that I will have to think of another idea."

"Hahaha, Lord Yelu don't need to worry, the master is very wise, and your ordinary methods will definitely not work."

Yeluren was surprised for a while, "Lord Wang has an idea?" ”

"Earlier, I also learned some Buddhism, and it just so happens that I have a copy of the Huayan Sutra here, which I copied by hand, and if you give it to the master, he will naturally agree."

As he spoke, Wang Ningan took out a small wooden box and stuffed it into Yelu Renxian's hand.

Yeluren took it first and was skeptical, "Lord Wang, you won't lie to me, will you?" ”

"We are grasshoppers on a rope, will I deceive myself?"

Jeruren nodded first, and he left the camp again.

Take the box in his hand, there is no lock, after he opened it, there is a hand-copied Huayan Sutra inside, after he opened it, he checked every page, read it for a long time, and found no problem, it is an ordinary scripture book, and gave it to Yelu Chongyuan, who looked at it for a long time, and had no clue.

"What kind of trick is this Wang Ning'an playing?"

Yeluren thought for a while and said, "Lord Wang, a dead horse should be a live horse doctor, so it's better to send it to Baoji Temple to see if Fayuan is willing to come forward." ”

"That's all there is to it."

Yelu Chongyuan nodded, and let the wooden box be sent to Baoji Temple.

As soon as the wooden box was delivered, Master Fayuan left Baoji Temple the next day, rushed to the Liao lord's bowl, personally visited the emperor of Liao, and went to see the crown prince Yelu Hongji.

"The master is here in person, it's really a surprise to Lone!"

Yelu Hongji was very polite to Fayuan, and the old monk smiled and saluted.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is worried about state affairs and works hard for the common people, which is a great merit for the blessing of the world, the old monk takes the liberty of disturbing, it is very abrupt, and I ask His Royal Highness to atone for his sins."

"Where, Lone Zheng has some troubles, and I want to ask the master for advice."

Fa Yuan smiled slightly and shook his head slightly, "Your Highness, the old monk is an outsider, where does he know anything about state affairs, and he doesn't dare to talk nonsense and interfere with national politics easily." In fact, His Royal Highness already had a fixed opinion in his heart, but it was difficult to choose for a while, so he hesitated in his heart. If His Royal Highness is willing, the old monk is willing to chant for His Royal Highness, calm his mind, natural wisdom surges, and there is no hindrance. ”

Yelu Hongji's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said: "Since this is the case, I will bother the master." ”

While speaking, Fa Yuan sat on the futon, with a wooden fish in front of him, surrounded by sandalwood, and silent.

Poop!

The wooden fish knocked, and Fa Yuan began to chant randomly, his voice was gentle, like a clear stream, and gradually Yelu Hongji also closed his eyes, calmed down, and listened to Fa Yuan's recitation.

Sanskrit singing, like spring water, washes away the lead, makes people's hearts tranquil, and the troubles are gone. Yelu Hongji really felt like a spring breeze, his whole body was refreshed, and many things were clear.

Trade with the Great Song Dynasty, merchants, wealth and prosperity, has always been the best means to grind away the mind, since ancient times, all nomads, accustomed to prosperity, also become weak and incompetent, can no longer lift the scimitar, can not ride a war horse, and finally was completely annihilated.

This truth has been clear since the founding of the country, otherwise there would not be any four-hour bowls.

If you can't even figure this thing out, the Liao State will be dead a long time ago. But why did he take Moussavi's word and try to stop the Song-Liao trade?

The reason is very simple, because Yelu Hongji and his father Yelu Zong can really understand that the most profitable trade in Song Liao is Yelu Chongyuan's father and son in Yanyun.

Seventy or eighty percent of the benefits of trade fell to Yan Yun, and what their father and son could get was very pitiful, rather than letting the opponent score more, it was better to mess up the matter, and no one would think about it.

To put it bluntly, Yelu Hongji is a troublemaker, and if others are not nonsense, even if he wins.

It's just that he couldn't get these calculations on the table, so he used Musavi as an excuse to keep the blood of the Khitans and refuse to trade with the Great Song Dynasty.

In fact, if his territory was in the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, Yelu Hongji would have agreed a long time ago, of course, at that time, maybe Yelu Chongyuan would have jumped out and objected.

Politics is such a fucking thing!

Fa Yuan finished reading a scripture, and seeing that Yelu Hongji's face had regained calm, he smiled slightly, "His Royal Highness the Prince, the old monk should also go back." ”

"Don't!"

Yelu Hongji hurriedly stopped Fa Yuan, "Master, there is still some hesitation in my lonely heart, Master must not go." ”

Pulling Fa Yuan back to his seat, Yelu Hongji sighed very much, "Lone is indeed for the sake of Uncle Huang's affairs, and he definitely can't let him take advantage." It's just that Lone is worried that even if he stops this time, Uncle Huang and they will secretly communicate with Song Guo and smuggle it privately, and Lone really has no way to stop it. ”

"His Royal Highness the Prince, the people often say that it is better to be blocked, and they also say that the bell must be tied to the bell.

"What does the master mean?"

"Your Highness already knows it in your heart, why bother asking Lao Wei again!"

Yelu Hongji hesitated for a long time, and then ordered: "Quickly send someone to invite the Song envoy over." ”

……

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince invites the Song envoy to the banquet!"

Dinner?

Zhao Zongjing was taken aback, this Fa source is really powerful, as soon as he came forward, he leveled Yelu Hongji, it was really not simple!

"Needless to say!"

Wang Ningan said with a smile: "Master Fayuan, his skills are extraordinary, his wisdom is superb, with him coming forward, just a demon, where is the master's opponent!" This is called the magic power is invincible to Buddhism, little prince, long knowledge, right? ”

"Phew!"

Zhao Zongjing really wanted to smack Wang Ning'an's face, after getting along for so long, he could be regarded as seeing through Wang Ning'an, this kid is bad from the inside out, or so bad that he is dripping.

"You tell me, is there something hidden in that Huayan Sutra? Just bought the old monk? ”

Wang Ningan was so angry that he pointed his finger at Zhao Zongjing, and reprimanded him seriously: "You can't be smarter, what's in the scriptures?" Can't that wooden box hide something? ”

That's fine!

In an instant, Zhao Zongjing's face collapsed.

"Since I met you, my morality as a human being has declined!" Zhao Zongjing said angrily: "No, you have to tell me, how did you get an old monk who has no desire to help you, if you don't say it, I won't agree!" ”

Wang Ningan couldn't help him, "Quickly change into new clothes, follow me, and let you open your eyes." ”