What Brother Zhou said is very true. However, the matter of Liaojin peace is not entirely fake, the two countries exchange troops, and it is common to talk while fighting, but even so, we should speed up the alliance with the Jin, after all, even if the two countries of Liaojin negotiate peace, contacting the Jin people can also share the power of the Liaoren and prepare for the restoration of Youyan! The ministers of the two provinces are still a little cut! At this time, Ma Kuo didn't dare to speak out about the fault of the Son of Heaven, and pushed the fault onto Cai Jing and Tong Guan.

Huining Mansion, press out of the tiger water. At this time of year, the snow and ice have melted and the vegetation has sprouted, and the northern part of the country is still covered with snow and ice, but the ice on the tiger water has broken open, revealing the turbulent water, indicating that spring is coming.

A sound of people and horses came along the road, more than a dozen war horses along the road, judging by their attire it should be Jurchen nobles who went out hunting, the riders on horseback were wrapped in furs, carrying large bows and hunting forks, skillfully driving the war horses without manes, along the ankle-free snow, their vigorous shouts broke the silence of the forest, shook the snow on the branches of the roadside trees to the ground, splashed patches of snow mist.

Sitting on horseback, like most of the Jurchen nobles of the time, he was a burly and sturdy man, full of exuberant energy. Unlike the already civilized Liao and Song states, the elites of this emerging nation had not yet had time to turn power and status into private property that could be passed on to their children and grandchildren, noble blood did not ensure the inheritance of power and status, and every son of the Jurchen nobility had to prove his strength and courage worthy of their status in war, otherwise they would be ousted from the position of officer and chief by the boos of the warriors. But unlike other Jurchen nobles, Sticky Hanping always had a hearty smile on his face, which was rare among the Jurchen nobles who fought in a harsh environment. But those who know the inside story know that the son of the minister of the kingdom Sagai is the most scheming and ambitious of the Jurchen nobles. The smile on his face was as much a weapon as his sword and bow, and if necessary, he could wipe it away at any time like blood splashed on his face, revealing his true face. But at this time, he was like a diligent master, and he smiled and pointed to the forest not far away with a horsewhip and introduced to the goodness behind him: "It has snowed for seven or eight days in a row, and today it is finally clear, and it is almost time to shoot willows in spring, and it is just time to come out to loosen your muscles." Some days ago, the prey all hid in the deep forest and took shelter from the snow, and when the weather was clear, they were about to come out to forage, and the best snowcocks and deer were in the forest. ”

Zhishan did not wear a robe today, like most Jurchens, he wore a fur coat, carried a bow and arrows on his back, and carried a ring knife at his waist, and said with a smile: "The poor monk is a Zen monk, and the precepts of wine and meat killing are not kept, Lang Jun does not have to worry." ”

While talking, the front hooves of the best mount stepped into a pit in the snow, the front hooves were soft, and the war horse knelt down, and the sticky Han on the side was shocked, and before he could reach out to help, the best shouted, and his arms suddenly lifted the reins, and at the same time the waist exerted force, and his legs clamped the horse's belly, and the war horse neighed, and actually lifted the front hooves from the snowdrift.

"Good, good horsemanship!" Sticky Rare couldn't help but high-five, and the Jurchen guards with the surname also responded with a roaring appreciation that only an expert can have, these proud knights who had just escaped their barbaric state had not yet learned how to hide their feelings.

"Laughing!" Zhishan gently stroked the neck of the mount twice with the palm of his hand to appease the animal who had just been a little frightened: "I haven't ridden a horse for a long time, and I almost stumbled!" ”

"Great Monk!" I don't know why, Mu Han changed his name for Zhishan: "Riding skills like you, the Great Song Army is considered to be the best, right?" ”

"Lang Jun said with a smile, a rider of my level is a vehicle in the Western Army, not to mention the palace of the Son of Heaven in Tokyo City, the Iron Cavalry Army."

"Really? But I don't believe it! Sticky Han smiled slyly: "The great monk's ability is also the best in my Dajin army." When my Dajin Emperor raised his army, there were only a few thousand soldiers, and only a few hundred, and he was able to defeat the Liao army in a row. If your Great Song Army was so powerful, it would have wiped out the Liao State alone a long time ago, so why did you come to form an alliance with us? ”

Zhishan didn't answer the question right away, he noticed that Sticky Han's pupils narrowed dangerously, narrowing into a slit, just like the moment before the feline pounced. He coughed low and said, "Lang Jun has ever shot a tiger?" ”

"That's nature!" Sticky Han smiled: "In front of my Jurchen good man, what is the tiger? ”

"When Lang Jun hunted tigers, did he go alone?"

"Of course not."

"Isn't that it?" Zhishan smiled: "Lang Jun is not afraid of tigers, but when hunting tigers, there are entourages to help." My Great Song Dynasty is not afraid of Liao, but I need your country's help during the Northern Expedition, so why not? Besides, the alliance is sympathetic, it is a mutual matter, could it be that your country can destroy Liao? ”

"Hehehe!" Hearing Zhishan's words, Mu Han laughed, the other party had just very cleverly avoided his own question, and pointed out that the alliance was not just what Song Guo wanted unilaterally, and it would be unwise to dwell on this issue any longer. Naturally, a smart person like him would not do such a thing, he slapped the butt of his mount with a grin, and said with a smile: "The great monk said well, the Great Song and the Great Jin can join forces to shoot down the fierce tiger of the Liao Kingdom." ”

It was already noon when Sticky Han and his entourage arrived near the hunting ground, and these four or five hundred Jurchens stood or sat beside a dozen fires, and unlike Sticky Han himself and his entourage, these Jurchens were only wearing simple clothes made of linen or tree bark, and only a few of them were wearing some deerskin and sheepskin clothes, and under the cold wind, these Jurchens could only curl up by the fire to keep warm, and when they saw Sticky Han and their appearance, they stood up one after another.

"The Minister of State Langjun has arrived, let Alixi (the meaning of slave in the golden language) get up and go to the forest to drive the prey out!" One of Sticky's retinues rushed to the fire and shouted. The two leaders hurriedly turned around and shouted loudly to their men, who hurriedly took up their rudimentary weapons such as sticks, torches, and bows, and lined up in a sparse horizontal line and walked deeper into the woods, while the rest of the men lit the fires that had been prepared one by one, and the fires formed an arc and surrounded the woods.

About half an hour later, there were bursts of birds and beasts in the woods, and then bursts of human voices were heard. Sticky's retinue had already baked their bows around the campfire, wound them one after another, and jumped on their horses, looking eager to try.

"Wait!" Sticky Han made a gesture, turned to Zhishan and smiled: "According to the rules of our Jurchens, the first prey should be given to the guests, the great monk, please!" ”

Zhishan knew that the other party was examining himself, he smiled, put on his bow, put on a wrench, turned over and jumped on the horse, and gently kicked the horse's belly twice, and the mount ran briskly into the open space in the ring of fire, he took out a feathered arrow from his back, and wound the arrow. Waiting for the arrival of the first prey.

The first prey to emerge from the woods was a yellow roe deer, and the frightened beast rushed madly over the snowdrifts at the edge of the woods, but the fire and the shouts of the crowd forced it back. At this moment, with a strong grip on the horse's belly, the mount rushed towards the yellow roe, and the beast immediately sensed the danger coming, and with astonishing agility leaped to the side, turned his head and fled into the woods. At this time, Zhishan leaned on his back on the horse, pulled the bow to his heart, and as soon as his thumb and forefinger were loosened, the special half-moon-shaped arrow cut off the neck of the yellow roe deer, and the habitual surname made the beast rush forward for more than ten steps before falling to the ground, leaving a trail of blood in the snow.

"Mali too!" Almost at the same time, Sticky Han shouted loudly, which means "good shooter" in Jurchen language, and the surrounding retinue and other Jurchens also echoed in unison. These Jurchens, who had been dealing with bows and arrows and wild beasts, knew very well how difficult it was to ride a warhorse and shoot a galloping yellow roe deer.

"The great monk is so skilled, and if he has knowledge, he will simply stay here and be my friend of Sticky Han!" Sticky Han came over and said with a smile: "Our Dajin country is not only Jurchen, but also Bohai people and Han'er. We want friends who have the ability and ideas, and you can ask for as much as you want, such as fields, houses, slave girls, and gold. Great monk, when we conquer the capital of Liao, we will build a big temple for you and let you be the great shaman in the temple, do you think it is okay? ”

"Minister Langjun, if the Song and Jin countries form an alliance, Dajin will be my ally, and I will be the foreign minister of your lord. If you have something, how can I not be effective? What is the difference between in Dasong and Dajin? Zhishan's tone was very respectful, but Mu Han knew very well that the other party had resolutely rejected him. Sticky Han is an extremely shrewd person, and laughed: "That's right, anyway, the alliance is one, and I and the great monk are our own people." No, it is also standing hemp power! At this time, his tone was already very intimate.

"Whew!"

At this moment there was a trumpet sound from the crowd, and the eyes of the two turned to the middle of the field, and by this time the hunt had been going on for some time, and many prey with arrows had been lying in the snow, and a group of deer ran out of the woods, led by a huge male deer, whose huge horns were like a huge crown, reflecting white light in the sun. The stag looked around as if dazed, and then lowered its head, and let out a low roar from the huge lobes of its chest, like rumbling thunder, and water vapor sprayed out of its nostrils, quickly condensing into a white mist. It kicked the snow with its front hooves and stared at its enemies with its bloodshot eyes.

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