Shu Lu couldn't wait to slash the pretending kid in front of him with a knife: Are you still honest? Still two sleeves breeze? Are all the clean officials in this world dead? He couldn't figure it out, how could people be so shameless?

Shu Lu took out a few more silver tickets from his arms and gently put them on the pile of silver tickets on the table. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Liu Fan swallowed his saliva with difficulty, coughed, and said with a righteous face: "Master Guoshi, don't be like this, Benhou is really not the kind of person you think......

Shu Lu sighed in his heart and continued to stack the silver tickets on the table.

Liu Fan's resistance became weaker and weaker: "...... Don't be like this, National Teacher, National Teacher, don't be like this...... Ben Hou is really a Qing official......"

"Benhou is as clean as a white lotus......"

"Benhou is spotless......"

"Benhou is white and flawless......"

Shu Lu's expression became more and more ugly, his brows were deeply twisted together, but he still added weight to the table without saying a word - put the silver ticket.

Liu Fan looked at Shu Lu's face: It is estimated that this old man's temper is almost about to explode, and his heart is dark, but the surface work still has to be done, Shou Tinghou hurriedly shouted: "Since the national teacher is so sincere, Ben Hou can't help but be authentic, even if he fights his head, Ben Hou has to tell this secret to the national teacher......" As he spoke, he quickly picked up the silver ticket on the table at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and put it into his sleeve.

Liu Fan still had an expression of "I really can't help you" on his face, and said helplessly: "Master Guoshi, you are too polite!" Don't do this next time, aren't you ruining the name that Ben Hou has worked so hard to build......"

Shu Lu was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, secretly pinched a handful of thigh meat, forcibly restrained his strong urge to slap Liu Fan, and still squeezed out a smile on the surface and said: "I hope that Lord Hou will give you advice, what is the meaning of His Majesty the Emperor's move?" ”

Liu Fan looked at Shu Lu sympathetically, sighed and said, "Master Guoshi, don't say that Ben Hou didn't help you, Ben Hou has done his best." When our emperor learned that the national teacher refused to agree to the conditions put forward by my Da Chu, Long Yan was furious last night and summoned Ben Hou into the palace and scolded him. The emperor also said that Benhou should not have advocated negotiations with the Khitan and brought humiliation on himself. If I had joined forces with Ashina Khan and attacked your country together, I am afraid that the royal court tent of your country would have been in the hands of my Chu people at this time......"

Shu Lu's hand holding the teacup suddenly trembled, and the teacup fell out of his hand, falling to the ground with a clatter, and falling into pieces.

Liu Fan looked at the "wreckage" on the ground, smiled, then sighed, and said with a heavy face: "Master of the National Teacher, according to the opinion of Benhou, you should hurry back to China and prepare for the war, my emperor is ready to agree to General Itamu's request for an alliance tomorrow, and join forces with him to attack your country, at this time the army of 100,000 is already on the way, alas, you, the national teacher, I am afraid that you will not be able to be a few days, maybe in a few months, it will be called your Dead Master (corpse)......"

Shu Lu was furious in his heart, these Chu people were too shameless! If they don't agree to their conditions, they will send troops to attack without saying a word, don't they know that negotiations are to be negotiated slowly? Why are you in such a hurry? You don't have to play like this!

Shulu knows the situation on the steppe best, now the Khitan and the Turks are fighting each other, these two countries are evenly matched, and after several years of fighting, the casualties on both sides are very heavy, and the tribal population has dropped a lot, if the Turks suddenly have more than 100,000 Chu Dynasty soldiers and horses to help, what will be the outcome of the war? There is no suspense, Yelu Khan will be defeated, and the Khitan will never turn over.

Shu Lu shook his head vigorously, wanting to put those terrible thoughts away first, and said with a nervous expression: "Lord Hou, you just said that His Majesty the Emperor of your country promised to form an alliance with the Turks 'tomorrow'?" ”

Liu Fan nodded: "That's right, Master Guoshi, although the guy Itamu is not as good as you, but he is much more generous than you, I heard that my emperor wants to form an alliance with him, that guy was so happy that he turned over dozens of difficult hollow heels on the street, and then said that he agreed to all the conditions proposed by our Chu Dynasty, including being a minister." ”

Saying that, Liu Fan looked at Shu Lu with a smile, and said bewildermently: "Master Guoshi, Ben Hou really can't figure it out, is it so difficult to be called a minister?" Is face so important? For the sake of your little face, do you not hesitate to destroy the country and the clan? In this way, Ben Hou has to admire, your people are too backbone......"

There was a kind of anger called "being played with" filled his chest, and Shu Lu said angrily: "Didn't Lord Hou say that on both sides of the grassland, your country will not send troops to help?" ”

Liu Fan looked at him as if he was an idiot, and asked suspiciously: "Master Guoshi, did you skip class like Ben Hou when I was studying in the Chu Dynasty?" Don't I have a saying? 'This time, that time', what does this sentence mean, there is no need for Ben Hou to explain it again, right? Besides, aren't our negotiations broken? Then what do I want to do in the Chu Dynasty, you Khitan, can you still manage it? ”

Taking a deep breath, Shu Lu forced himself to calm down, and said steadily: "Lord Hou, what you just said is an alliance with Itamu tomorrow?" In other words, before you form an alliance with Itamu, you and I can still continue to negotiate today, right? ”

Liu Fan shook his hand and said with a smile: "That's right, that's right, but Ben Hou doesn't want to continue to negotiate with you, it's better to negotiate with Itamu." Master Guoshi, you have to learn from Itamu at this point, people are called a bold and generous, Ben Hou nodded whatever he said, to be honest, Ben Hou doesn't want to spend half a day with you one by one, it's boring. ”

Shu Lu calmed down, gritted his teeth and said: "Lord Shoutinghou, the old man is now in the name of the envoy of Yelu Khan, and formally requests your country to resume negotiations with the old man. This negotiation will satisfy your country, and the old man is willing to swear in the name of the true God! ”

Liu Fan blinked: "Master Guoshi, are you sure you want to do this?" Let's talk about the ugly words first, during the negotiation, if the national teacher grinds and chirps again, Ben Hou will turn his head and leave, don't blame Ben Hou at that time, Ben Hou likes to buy and sell with a hammer, and he doesn't like to bargain the most......"

Shu Lu nodded vigorously: "The old man is sure!" ”

"Very good! Master Guoshi, Ben Hou admires you very much! …… The teacup you broke just now is worth a lot of money, alas, it's a pity......"

"Crunch............ gritted teeth, "...... The old man compensates! ”

Less than a pillar of incense had been sent away by Liu Fan, another messenger, Itamu, came to visit Liu's mansion.

After Itamu Tie blushed and paid the expensive opening fee, Liu Fan said "confidential" very authentically: "Old Yi, in fact, Benhou admires you very much, really, but my emperor wants to form an alliance with Shulu, and Benhou can't help it............"

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After sending Itamu away, Liu Fan counted the silver tickets of the filial piety of the two envoys, and couldn't help but feel overjoyed, he still has a future as an official! A business without capital, and it is also a profiteering industry. Marquis Liu, who has made two fortunes, is now in a surprisingly good mood, and the frustration and sense of loss that he was blackmailed by the little master of Changle before were swept away, and he returned to his small courtyard with a large amount of silver tickets.