- Originally, this was the case, if you want to count on a ball game, you will win the great event of the country, and the Liao Dynasty will not be far from the death of the country. In the final analysis, it is still the strength of the people, whoever is strong can mess around, and the weak side uses all means to endure.

As soon as the Liao lord Chrysostom opened, the negotiations came to an end. Somehow, looking at these two Song people who were about the same age as himself, he didn't have the pleasure of saving face, but said with a complicated expression: "Tomorrow, the widow will set up a banquet in the king's tent to send off the noble envoy......"

"Thank you, Your Majesty......" The two saluted and said goodbye, and Xiao Feng and Li Wei sent them out on behalf of the emperor.

Outside the tent, the sky is wide and endless, but Zhao Zongji's mood is depressed and about to explode, he raised his head, took a deep breath of the fresh air of the grassland with the smell of horse manure, and saw a flock of swans flying in the sky in a panic.

Behind them, there was a muscular falcon, which pursued like a dart, and the two were far away, but in the blink of an eye, they were much closer.

"Bring the bow!" At this moment, having already left the royal court, the guards hurriedly presented his 'Shooting Tiger', and Zhao Zongji bent his bow and arrows, and aimed at the air.

Xiao Feng's eyesight was clear, and he immediately saw that he wanted to shoot the falcon, so he hurriedly said: "I can't help it, this is Hai Dongqing of our king!" ”

"Yes!" Zhao Zongji let out a low snort, his left hand held the bow steadily, without the slightest tremor, his right hand was lucky, and the bow was pulled into a full moon, his left arm moved slightly, and the five fingers of his right hand were released, and the movements were completed in one go, full of the beauty of strength.

I saw that the long arrow shot high in the sky like a meteor, impartial, not sooner or later, just when Hai Dongqing was about to catch the last swan, the arrow shot into the gap between the two birds.

That Hai Dongqing couldn't dodge, his wings were hitting the shaft of the arrow, and with a mournful roar, his body fell in a circle. But this eagle was extremely handsome, and when it fell halfway, it stabilized its body and flew again. However, the swans have also taken the opportunity to escape. The super hunter who has always been a hit in every shot, but this time he missed......

Throwing the bow to his subordinates, Zhao Zongji retracted his gaze and said to Xiao Feng: "As long as I Zhao Zongji is in one day, you Liao Dynasty will not want to damage my Great Song Dynasty at all, don't think about it!" ”

Not only did Xiao Feng hear this, but also the Liao lord who walked out of the Changchun tent. looked at Zhao Zongji's heroic back. He was suddenly a little scared, and said softly: "If this person is allowed to be the emperor of the Song Dynasty, I am afraid that my Liao Kingdom will not have a good life...... and paused: "And that Master Chen." It is really a talent for the prosperity of the country......"

"Or," Yelu Chongyuan whispered, "will you kill them?" ”

"What are you kidding?" Yelu Hongji looked at him strangely and said, "Uncle Huang, do you really want to fight?" ”

Yelu Chongyuan is a thief with a weak heart. Weak-hearted and short-breathed: "It was Your Majesty who said that they are in great trouble in the future." ”

"Hahaha......" Yelu Hongji laughed, "Did I say it, did I? ”

"That's because I misheard." Yelu Chongyuan said depressedly.

"I'm just talking about it." Yelu Hongji said with a smile: "When my father was alive, he said that he was not afraid that there were many capable people in the Song Dynasty, and the more capable people they were, the faster they would be finished." Zhang Yuan, who helped Li Yuanhao establish a foundation, was just the first son of the Song Dynasty, so you can imagine how many capable people they have in the court? ”

"What's the reasoning?" Yelu Chongyuan said strangely: "One Zhang Yuan can prosper in summer, and thousands of people are more powerful than Zhang Yuan." But can the Song Dynasty be killed? ”

"My father said that one dragon calls for wind and rain, two dragons and two dragons play with pearls, and three dragons are about to fight each other." Yelu Hongji smiled: "There are so many capable people, who do you listen to?" Can't fight? But the opponent is also a capable person, can you win? So they will keep fighting until the end of the Song Dynasty. There's no way to tell the winner. He smiled and said, "So, what's there to worry about?" Relax and enjoy life. ”

"Hey......" Looking at the emperor's staggering back, Yelu Chongyuan couldn't figure it out, this guy was smart. Or stupid?

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Zhao Zongji shot this arrow, not so much as a demonstration. It's better to be scared and worried, so it's the bluff.

Because Yelu Hongji's move hit the nail on the head. Zhao Zongji knew that there was no shortage of national thieves in the Great Song Dynasty. Now that the Liao people have bypassed themselves and negotiated with the bigwigs in the capital, I am afraid it will not be difficult to succeed......

So that arrow, which seems to be majestic, is actually sad......

'My country, my nation, when will you turn from graceful and helpless swans to fierce and invincible eagles!' Zhao Zongji looked up to the sky and sighed.

With such worries, the group returned to the camp, and Zhao Bian said, the errand is over, let's sum it up.

"Fuck the errand, I just want to drink!" Zhao Zongji said rudely.

"Okay, drink." Zhao Bian nodded, and even said rudely: "Go fucking negotiate!" "It seems that the old gentleman has endured it for a long time.

However, Chen Ke, who has been in a low mood because of the loss of his beloved horse, seems very calm at the moment. He asked people to take two bottles of 'fairy dew', a few side dishes, and accompany the two of them to drink.

Zhao Zongji soon got drunk, he carried the wine jug, pressed his belt, and there was an extra sword shining with cold light in his hand, and said loudly: "Zhong Fang, play the flute for me, Master, beat the rope for me, Tasha Xing!" ”

Zhao Bian was also drunk, so he picked up the tongs and beat them on the crockpot. Seeing this, Chen Ke smiled slightly bitterly, took out a willow flute from his sleeve, whimpered and played.

The music started, Zhao Zongji stepped on the drum, swaying vertically and horizontally, the sword blade pointed out, the cold light was pressing, and the long sword passed everywhere, bringing a gust of wind. As the music became more and more urgent, his sword danced faster and faster, like a cloud breaking through the sun, opening and closing wide, like an angry wave rolling frost and snow, a piece of mercury pouring into the ground.

The music slowed down, and so did his sword, and he began to hiss and sing:

"The ministers are like bottles, the clouds are flying, and the three armies are fighting together!" With a swing of his sword, he took a sip of the liquor and continued to sing:

"Fan'er has not gone, the time and place are favorable, who dares to look down on each other?"

The music became urgent, a golden rooster was independent, the long sword was suddenly handed out, and his singing voice was also high-pitched:

"Nai's Tower, Grass Smoke, Feihong is shocked by Optimus Prime!"

His waist was getting lower and lower, his whole back was parallel to the ground, and his singing voice was getting deeper and deeper:

"The majestic wind sings the song of the wind, and the song and dance of Shengping add fun ......"

After singing, he fell to the ground and snored loudly.

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As soon as he slept until noon the next day, Zhao Zongji woke up, and he felt a splitting headache, and his throat was even more like a fire.

A bowl of water was handed in front of him, and Zhao Zongji looked up and saw that it was Chen Ke in casual clothes.

Take it and drink it all in one go. Chen Ke handed him another bowl of fresh bamboo shoots and crucian carp soup to relieve his hangover.

Zhao Zongji took the bowl, took two sips, and asked, "I didn't talk nonsense yesterday, did I......"

"No, I just sang "Tasha Xing". Chen Ke smiled: "Let us both accompany you." ”

"I'm ashamed...... Zhao Zongji smiled bitterly: "I still can't be pampered and humiliated." ”

"You're only twenty years old, why don't you learn from others?" Chen Ke smiled: "You don't want to lose to Zhao Zongshi, right?" Actually, he was also pretending. ”

"Zhao Zongshi ......" mentioned this name, and Zhao Zongji said affectionately: "Life is really good." His emotion is not a day or two, the spare tire of the spare tire, will always be very envious of the spare tire. But in today's context, I am depressed and looking like I am about to finish, but I am in vain.

"What do you say?" Chen Ke comforted softly: "Don't be greedy, you have already worked hard this time...... Not a penny of coins has increased, which is a real great achievement, and no one can take it away. When you return to China, you will inevitably become famous all over the world, and your persistence and courage will inevitably leave a deep impression on the officials and ministers. ”

"It's a pity," Zhao Zongji finally felt better, but sighed again: "Yelu Hongji suddenly had a convulsion, or ......"

"No, that's for the best." Chen Ke shook his head and said calmly: "It is not unacceptable to change the name of 'imperial uncle' and 'imperial nephew' to the emperor of the Southern and Northern dynasties. In fact, many ministers in the DPRK and China are deeply ashamed of my Song official family and Yidi as brothers. After a pause, he said, "However, this should not be what we promised. If we become more and more depressed, there will definitely be people who attack us for losing power and humiliating the country. If we persist, some people will say that we are obstructing and not knowing how to change. ”

"In short, everything we do is wrong, so we have to thank Lord Liao for solving the problem for us." As he spoke, he smiled and said, "After we go back, we will hand over the minutes of the negotiations between the two countries to the imperial court." Don't believe you, don't we have a reason to argue? They have all forced the Liao lord out, and no one can gossip. ”

Seeing that Chen Ke had thought so carefully about himself, Zhao Zongji's heart warmed, it was more effective than drinking sobering soup, and he said with a smile: "As soon as you say this, my heart will be open." It's not in vain. ”

"Yes," Chen Ke nodded and said, "Hurry up and pick up, the farewell banquet of the Liao Dynasty is about to start." ”

"Hmm." Zhao Zongji nodded, looked at Chen Ke gratefully, and said, "Good brother......"

"Nervous ......" Chen Ke shrugged his shoulders and got goosebumps.

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In his golden tent, the lord of Liao set up a banquet to see off the Song envoys.

Regardless of the outcome of the negotiations, Chen Ke and the three of them have already won the respect of the Liao people. In the past few months, their demeanor, talent, loyalty to the country, and persistence have left a deep impression on the Liao people. And, of course, the game you'll never forget......

Therefore, the farewell banquet was very grand, not only the palace tent was full of banquets, but also a mountain shed several miles long was set up outside the tent. There were thousands of slaves carrying wine and meat and walking through them.

The attendants led the Song envoy to the golden tent and sat down with the emperor, empress, imperial uncle and other important figures of the Liao State-

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