This was an official meeting, and the meeting place was not in the emperor's tent in Wanyan Aguta, but in the military camp exercise ground. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In addition to Song Xing, there are also Ma Zheng and Wang Huan, Yang Zaixing, Ma Kuo and Wu Hu just as their followers, standing behind them.

As for the Jin country, they are all heavyweight civil and military ministers, from Wanyan Agu to the bottom, there are also Wanyan Xixu, Wanyan Zongwang, Wanyan Zonghan, Wanyan Wushu and others.

This time it was a formal negotiation, and Wanyan Wulu was not in the army, but stood outside the military tent, looking over here.

Wanyan Aguda's expression was solemn, and he watched Song Xing not speak for half an hour, and if he didn't speak, it didn't mean that he wasn't negotiating, he was fighting a mental war.

Song Xingbing took Zhongjing without blood, which really surprised him, and what surprised him even more was the opinion of Wanyan Lou's room: You can't stay, kill it!

The shocking power brought to him by this opinion was huge, so huge that he couldn't believe that this well-mannered young man in front of him could have such great ability, and even the god of war on the grassland was in awe of him.

The silence of Yan Agu overwhelmed Ma Zhengwanghuan, and he tried to break the depressed atmosphere of going crazy several times, but he saw that Song Xing was still sitting there as steady as Mount Tai and drinking the mare's milk wine unique to the grassland.

Although Song Xing was not used to drinking this kind of milky wine, at this moment, he really couldn't think of any other way to relieve this invisible pressure besides drinking.

Wan Yan Ah Gu didn't expect Song Xing to be so calm, you must know that with his current identity, looking at people with this kind of eyes, even the generals under his hands would be restless, at this time, he suddenly understood Yan Lou's suggestion.

Picking up the wine bowl in front of him, he first broke the silence, "Come, let's welcome guests from afar with the wine in our hands!" ”

Although there is a milky smell in the wine, the concentration of the wine is really not high, which is for Song Xing, who is used to drinking high alcohol, drinking this kind of wine is like drinking beer, as long as he goes to the toilet a few times, he can completely achieve a thousand cups without getting drunk.

After drinking, Wanyan Aguda finally cut to the point, and said slowly: "Master Ma, we have circulated the national letter you handed over, and we dare not agree with the content of the national letter. ”

"It's not that we have gone back on our word, but that these places are left by our ancestors, and as future generations, even if we have to snatch back what we lost, even if we have lost everything." Song Xing put down the wine bowl and said firmly.

"If you want to get it back, you have to rely on your ability, you Southern Dynasty people can only dance and play tricks, if you really have this kind of ability, you will not come all the way to Beijing to negotiate with us." Wanyan Zonghan was not used to Song Xing's arrogance, and said sarcastically.

In the eyes of these nomads, the people of the Southern Dynasties are no different from the cakes and sheep to be slaughtered, so they often run over to beat the grass valley, and run away after grabbing, even if the people of the Southern Dynasties want to chase them, they can't catch up.

This is just the idea of beating them, but in Song Xing's eyes, he doesn't think so, it is precisely because of these people who dance and write that the Chinese nation can stand tall for 5,000 years, because there is a deep thing called culture here.

As a person thousands of years later, Song Xing did not have a deep hatred for the Jurchens as he did for the islanders, but no matter from which point of view, the destruction of agricultural civilization by nomads was a historical regression, and Song Xing did not allow this kind of regression.

picked up the leather wine bag next to him, poured a bowl full of wine, slowly picked up the wine bowl, and said slowly: "That's not called dancing and ink, that's called culture, brilliant culture, if you insist on treating this culture as weakness, it is a big mistake." ”

Speaking of this, he drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, then put the wine bowl back on the table, and continued, "It's not that we people in the Southern Dynasty are not martial, but our martial spirit is engraved in our bone marrow, and we don't show it until the moment of crisis." ”

"Not showing?" A cold smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Wanyan Zonghan's mouth, and his tone was full of disdain.

After seeing Yan Zonghan so arrogant, Song Xing sneered, "You don't see Huo Hushou, the longitudinal model is eight thousand miles in the desert, you don't see Tang Lijing, three thousand iron horsemen chase Beidi, you don't see Xue Rengui, the horse steps on the Tianshan Mountain and looks south to cry, you don't see Yang Liulang, and the ice casting city is like an iron wall......"

Song Xing counted a few heroes who fought against foreign clans in one breath, and then lowered his tone, looked at Yan Zonghan, and said slowly: "In the history of the Southern Dynasties, I don't know how many characters like this are, and I don't know how many heroes like this are in the history of the aristocracy?" ”

It has only been five or six years since the founding of the Jurchen People's Republic of China, and there are really few well-known heroes like Huo Quzhi, Wanyan Zonghan was suddenly speechless by Song Xing, and sat silently in his seat and drank his stuffy wine.

Wanyan Aguta advocates Han culture, and of course knows that in the long history of the Southern Dynasties, because of the invasion of foreign peoples, there have indeed been many people who can fight well.

Moreover, in his cognition, even if foreign races can suppress the Han people in the short term, in the long run, those foreign races will either be assimilated and absorbed by the Han people, or disappear in the long river of history.

Therefore, unlike Wanyan Zonghan and them, in his subconscious, he had never underestimated the people of the Southern Dynasty, and said slowly: "This time, that time, yes, in your history, there have indeed been many people who are good at fighting, but ......"

Speaking of this, his gaze slowly swept over Song Xing's face, and then continued, "Now your Great Song Dynasty is a weak fat man, and it has long ceased to be the majesty of the Han and Tang Dynasties, the reason why we are allied with you is nothing more than for the sake of everyone having a common enemy, even if there is no you, we can also destroy the Liao State!" ”

Although Wanyan Aguda's tone was very light, it was so heroic in everyone's ears, especially when it came to the latter sentence, it could be described as loud.

"I don't think so!" Song Xing's expression was a little indifferent, and he said coldly, "The Great Song Dynasty and the Liao State were originally brothers, and it can be said that the lips and teeth are cold, if you can't form an alliance with your country, the Great Song Dynasty will have no guarantee, and it will be inevitable to support the Liao State." ”

When Song Xing said this, his eyes slowly became deeper, and he asked himself, "What is the war for?" It is manpower and material resources to fight, with the material resources of the Great Song Dynasty and the military strength of the Liao State, if you can cooperate sincerely, I don't know how long your country can support it? ”

Wanyan Aguda did not answer immediately, because what Song Xing said was exactly what he was worried about, in the process of attacking Liao, if the Song family no longer watched from the wall, sent troops from Dengzhou, and formed a front and rear attack with Liao, it was difficult to predict who would die at that time.

Seeing that they didn't answer, Song Xing continued: "So, it's not that our Great Song Dynasty doesn't have the capital to negotiate, but we want to take advantage of this opportunity to obtain what originally belonged to us at the lowest cost!" ”

Speaking of this, he slowly stood up and retreated into the tunnel, "The land of Yanyun is left by the ancestors, and sooner or later it will be taken, whether this alliance should be concluded or not, please ask the emperor to make an idea as soon as possible, Song Xing and others will wait here for three days, and after three days, no matter what the result is, they will return to the Great Song Dynasty!" ”