Chapter Seventy-Five: Within the Great Tent
At this time, in Temujin's golden tent, the blazing candle flame reflected the face of the burly middle-aged man sitting in it, with a brown beard engraved on his chin. ”
"Yes, Great Khan, according to the itinerary, the team of the envoy of the Jin State should have arrived at Wang Han's camp, and after a while, news will come over, and according to the past practice, I am afraid that we will be summoned soon." A burly man next to Temujin said.
Temujin thought for a moment and said: "This envoy of the Jin Kingdom is not the kind of goods that can be fooled at will in the past, I have heard before, this sixth prince of the Jin Kingdom Wanyan Honglie is a rare talent in the Jin Kingdom's court, and in the past few years, I have sent people to send treasures to the high-ranking officials and ministers of the Jin Kingdom, only this Wanyan Honglie did not accept it, it seems that he is not an easy guy to deal with!" ”
"Dahan, since this Jin man wants to deal with us, then we might as well directly reverse, I think the so-called elite of the Jin country is only better equipped, but the soldiers are all straw bales, so there is nothing to be afraid of!" At this time, a short and concise man next to him said loudly.
Temujin said: "Bolhu, you are too anxious, the national strength of the Jin country is strong, if we Mongols do not twist into a rope, I am afraid that we are not the opponent of the Jin people, I promised to marry Hua Zheng to Shi Du before, just to want to marry Wang Han, let's see Wang Han's reaction first!" ”
When Bor suddenly retreated, Temujin continued to say fiercely: "Originally, the fourth prince of the Great Jin Kingdom had been co-opted by me, and we could have known some of the truth of the Jin people from him, but who knew that he was actually assassinated by the masters of the Southern Song Dynasty. ”
"Dahan, these Jin people are all waste, they will only do bad things, the fourth prince actually died in the hands of the Song Dynasty, according to me, the Han didn't have to bother to give him so much property before!" Another man who looked nearly thirty years old said.
"Chi Lao Wen, you are wrong, those Jin people are incompetent, what if I give them more treasures, in the future, I will break through the Jin country, and the treasures he collected will be mine, and those treasures are just temporarily stored with them!"
When Temujin said this, he interrupted his subordinates' next words with a wave of his hand, and stood up directly and said: "No matter what, we have to visit the envoys of the Jin State, and when the time comes, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and when I unify Mongolia, it will be time to settle accounts with those Jin people!" ”
"That's what the Great Khan said!" "Yes, the Great Khan is wise!" The people in the tent echoed at this time, but Temujin's gaze seemed to penetrate his gaze and shoot directly towards the Wanghan camp in the distance.
At this time, in Wang Han's big tent, Wanyan Honglie took the important people of the Jin State side into the big tent with Wang Han, and Wanyan Honglie and Wang Han sat on the left and right seats of the head respectively. Wanyan Honglie sat at the head of the deputy envoy of the envoy and the general of the escort army on this trip, and the fourth place was Shen Chengping's position.
Wang Han is a gloomy eagle-eyed old man, the second is Sang Kun, and the third is Wang Han's grandson Du Shi who is sitting opposite Shen Chengping, Shen Chengping heard that he is Hua Zheng's last married man Du Shi, and he couldn't help but look at him more, silver gray sable Qiu. It's okay, but it can be seen in his face that he is an arrogant person, even if he is a little clever, but he is not of great use.
Everyone sat down, and the Wanghan tribe offered food such as horse milk wine, beef, mutton and horse meat. Both sides have interpreters for both Jurchen and Mongolian languages. Wanyan Honglie read out the edict of the Jin lord and canonized Wang Han, and his headquarters will always be the northern Ping domain of the Dajin Kingdom. Wang Han was overjoyed and knelt down to thank him, and accepted the edict and the gold belt from the gold lord.
After the canonization was completed, Wang Han held a feast, during the banquet, a large number of short-clothed female slaves sang and danced in the wild drumbeat, the enchanting and wild body and wild movements made everyone dizzy, the rhythm was full of dynamic gestures, extremely wild, and the bewitching body in the candle flame made everyone's hearts flutter.
Shen Chengping was an exception, and when he turned his eyes to see Wanyan Honglie at the head of the table, he was also very different from everyone else. Unexpectedly, he was silent, everyone drank for a while, and after Yan Honglie's hand drank the wine glass, the Mongolian girl in Chinese clothes behind him stepped forward lightly and filled the golden cup for him. The amber wine filled the golden cup, and Wanyan Honglie turned his head to Wang Han beside him, and said with a smile: "King Khan." ”
Although Wanyan Honglie's voice was soft, Wang Han also heard it clearly, and immediately leaned over and said with a smile: "What advice does the sixth prince have?" ”
The candle shadow in the tent flickered, and the candle flame reflected Wan Yan's face a little weirdly, he raised his glass in his hand and played with it, muttering for a long time, but he was silent. Wang Han's heart was as careful as a hair, and seeing that he was so sure that he had something important to tell, he waved his palm in the air, and the song and dance immediately stopped. Waving their hands again, the slave girls hurriedly bowed and saluted, and retreated. "At this time, there are no outsiders, what is the matter with the sixth prince, but it doesn't hurt to say it!"
Wanyan Honglie stared at the golden cup in his hand, the candlelight reflected on the golden cup and returned to his face, everyone's eyes rose to gather on him at this time, he smiled faintly, and said softly: "Actually, it's nothing, it's just that Temujin's men have been running very diligently recently, and the messenger he came to give gifts came to Zhao Wangfu three times alone." ”
Wang Han was stunned when he heard this, what did he want to do with this Temujin? The expression on his face was uncertain. Sang Kun's face was angry, and he touched the golden cup on the wooden case heavily, and said angrily: "Father, this Temujin deceived people too much, when his father was poisoned by the enemy, he was reduced to nothing, worship you as a righteous father, and belong to you." Soon after he was married, his wife was taken captive by the Mur beggars, and it was only thanks to you and Zamuhe that you defeated the Mir beggars and snatched her back. Isn't it all up to you that Temujin can do what he is doing today? Now that he is growing his wings, he will bypass you to find the gold master, obviously trying to replace him, he is really a white-eyed wolf. ”
Du Shi also shouted: "Grandpa, this Temujin tribe is really rude, I went to look for Hua Zheng, and they were also embarrassed in every way, and they ignored me. It's also sneaky to carry it on its back, and my father is right. ”
"Temujin has long been unpleasant to my eyes, and the Great Khan took him in in his early years, and I said that he was unambitious, and now that it is so, I have taken root and asked for him to be captured." It was the Mongolian Wang Han who spoke, and the fourth seat was a rough man, with a distinct scar raised on his brow.
"This ......" Wang Han's brows furrowed even tighter, he also knew Temujin's ambitions, but Temujin was not so easy to deal with now.