"It's delicious, at the beginning of the founding of our Great Liao, the children of the grassland were proficient in archery and riding, and they had a bold temperament, almost everyone drank this wine, and now the country has been established for a hundred years, but no one likes to drink this strong mare's milk wine, we learn from the Song people's food, clothing, housing, transportation, life and diet." Yelu Dashi couldn't help but sigh when he said this, "The state affairs are difficult, and the people are not happy...... "He raised his head and swallowed a big sip of liquor.

Yang Ling comforted, "Success or failure, turn your head and turn empty, there is no eternal and immortal empire in the world, only eternal and immortal hearts, if Brother Haidong has a heart, he might as well follow Emperor Abaoji in the future and do another career." "This mare's milk wine is a little intoxicating, according to later generations, it is about thirty degrees, Yang Ling's original alcohol consumption is not very good, coupled with today's fun, it is inevitable that he will get drunk quickly, and he will not be restrained when he speaks.

People of two different nationalities have a match like this, and when it comes to their hearts, "Brother Haidong, Yang is actually worried in his heart, the Liao State has been in peace with the Great Song Dynasty for a hundred years, and there has been no war, but what about the Jurchen?" You have seen it, in order to recover the clouds and even cut down Liao is a helpless move, if there is no clouds, the momentum of the lofty building will no longer exist, and we don't know how long to worry about it. ”

Yelu Dashi was shocked in his heart, he never thought that Yang Ling would be able to say such a thing, "This one understands very well, there has been no righteous war since ancient times, and the two countries are fighting each other, but each is its own master, you and I may as well come down and still be friends with wine, but as a brother, I am willing to listen to the high opinion of the virtuous brother about the Jurchen." ”

"Gao Jian didn't dare to bear it, but it was just a thought, the Jurchen lived in the bitter cold for a long time, and it was difficult to be brutal within a few decades, aggression was its natural nature, and the state affairs of the Great Liao were eroded, and it was categorically difficult to continue his life, but he had been thinking about the Great Liao, how could the Great Song Dynasty resist the Jurchen going south?"

"Brother Xian expected that the Jurchens would invade the Song Dynasty, you must know that you are the country of the Alliance!" Yelu Dashi was a little surprised.

"Hehe, what kind of covenant do my men believe, weak countries have no diplomacy, and it is better to believe in the covenant of Naraushzi, it is better to believe in the soldiers and horses in your hands." Yang Ling said depressedly.

"Okay, a weak country has no diplomacy, just rely on the words of the virtuous brother, a certain Yelu ...... Haidong is worth the trip. ”

The two of you just chatted for half the night, as if there were endless words, for a while looking up to the sky and scolding, and bowing her head for a while, Ma Xiaoying used to serve a big family, and her cooking skills have long been gone, as early as an hour ago, she woke up, and every night she fell asleep with Yang Ling's arm on her pillow, and she always felt uncomfortable tonight, and Yang Ling was no longer by her side when she woke up.

Xiaoying was still panicked for a while, and when she got up and went out to look for it, she saw Yang Ling and the Khitan envoys chatting so engrossively, in her impression, shouldn't the Song and Khitan people grit their teeth with hatred, after all, so many soldiers died on both sides of the Baigou River, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they have formed a national feud.

However, it was too difficult for Ma Xiaoying, who had always been a little confused, to figure out the truth, so Ma Xiaoying returned to the tent and lit a fire, made a sobering soup, served a bowl to the two of them, and sent a pot of hot tea to the side, without bothering much, just gave Yang Ling a Mona Lisa smile and turned around and went back to the account.

To say that the taste of this decanting soup is really good, a little sour, after drinking it it feels refreshing.

After drinking the sobering soup and sitting for a while, Yang Ling gradually came back to his senses from the wine, and felt so bored, just drinking strong tea and sitting there in a daze.

Yelu Dashi was also speechless, but he was full of feelings, and accompanied Yang Ling to drink tea under the moon, and the burden of the family and country was all put down at this moment, and he felt a rare relaxation.

"Brother Yang Xian, what exactly did you reveal to me about the Jurchen envoy that day? Could it be that you know something? Yelu Dashi looked at Yang Ling fixedly, and said that he had a feeling that he couldn't see clearly for Yang Ling.

"I'm for ......" Yang Ling's gaze turned to the east, as if he wanted to see the time and space in a few years through the night, and said leisurely: "I'm not for my own high-ranking officials, nor for anyone, I'm for ......" He couldn't go on, fixed his mind, and changed his words: "Do you know gunpowder?" ”

"Know! You Song people seem to put two firecrackers every New Year, and I remember that your Song people also developed firearms, I don't know what the effect is? Jerodashi replied.

"But this is the case, if the Great Song Dynasty goes on like this, and the water will come to fruition, the people will be able to live the best life in the world in the future, but what if it is not?" Yang Ling suddenly changed his words, to tell the truth, this was a bit heart-wrenching, but Yelu Dashi didn't care about this, just listened quietly.

There is no China after the history of Yashan, this is because after the Song Dynasty, the Han civilization was ruled by ethnic minorities and has been going downhill, although in the Ming Dynasty there was some easing, capitalism also began to sprout, but the Ming Dynasty met the Xiaoice period, the domestic uprising, the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the customs, the Han civilization fell again, and the later closed country is needless to say, which has a humiliating history of nearly a hundred years.

"Brother Haidong, maybe five hundred years later, far west of us, the people there have learned our gunpowder and our compass, and they have begun to build ships, and they have begun to explore more resources step by step, and then fuel their greed. Gunpowder was weaponized and loaded onto ships, and plundered more resources and land, because once they had gained tangible benefits from it, they had an inexhaustible supply of gold and silver, and more slaves to work for them, and perhaps their territory was only the size of a few states at first, but the more they grew in the end, they became the most extensive, richest, and most powerful nation. ”

"Once this is the case, if it is not for a devastating war, their supremacy will not be shaken again, the world's resources, they occupy the best, the most, no one can stop them, they are all frightening, their land, no matter what time of day, their country can always have a place to see the sunrise, do you say cow or not?" Yang Ling patted his chest and said.

Yelu Dashi nodded, "Sure enough, it's a cow, but what the hell are you talking about?" ”

Yang Ling couldn't help but twitch his cheeks, what he said was indeed too shocking, and no one would understand it thoroughly, even if he understood, it would be difficult to accept, no matter what, at this juncture, first change Tong Guan to ask for help from the Jurchens, maybe, the person in front of him is a variable, at this moment Yang Ling looked at Yelu Dashi, and couldn't help but have gold ingots in his eyes, and Yelu Dashi was a gust of cold wind blowing on his back.