On January 15, 1215 in the Tianyun calendar, this day is the annual traditional festival of the Tianyun Continent - the Tianyun Festival. The people of the 72 small countries of Yunhe and the Great Song Dynasty on the south bank of the river have put up lanterns and gongs and drums to celebrate this auspicious day of reunion.

However, on the north bank of the Yun River, a large number of Chengtian troops left their stations and assembled on the border with Beihai. Groups of heavy cavalry with steel spears in their hands, stepping on the footsteps of tearing everything apart, like giant beasts with their mouths open, can't wait to go to the land of ice and snow to drink the blood. Countless Chengtian people cheered, roared, and bid farewell to their loved ones, as if in the North Sea, countless delicious food and wine awaited them.

Compared to the war frenzy of the Chengtian Empire, the North Sea Kingdom appeared lifeless. In all the major cities, except for the soldiers, only the old people remained. Today is the Tianyun Festival, and in addition to the necessary patrols and guards, Haitian specially ordered all the troops to rest for a day. However, their relatives are all on the snowy mountains, and the soldiers of Beihai can only endure endless separation on this reunion day, and perhaps it is also goodbye.

The situation in Beihai City has not changed much from previous years. Many large families have not yet evacuated, after all, Beihai City is located in the deep part of the kingdom, on the plain at the top of the Tianyang Mountain Range. The Tianyang Mountain Range is a circular mountain range, the terrain is treacherous, and Beihai City is backed by Tianbao Mountain, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack. There are more Xiazhuang, Heifeng Pass, Bauhinia Pass and other Xiongguan guards, for a while, it is very safe. Moreover, Beihai City is the gathering place of the Great Migration of Haitian, so it is naturally inconvenient to drive the people in the city to the snowy mountains for the time being. The same is true in Mulan City and Menglan City. The former is defended by Luoxia Pass, the first pass in the world, which is safer than Beihai City, while the latter has Tongtian City in the north as a retreat, and the Crescent River Valley defense line in the west is guarded by it, and the war has not yet started, and these two cities are still safe, and the people have not yet evacuated. In addition, in other cities, villages have long been empty, and countless fields have been deserted.

The snowflakes are still falling, and the people in Beihai City hang up lanterns as in previous years to celebrate the Tianyun Festival. It's just that they don't know if they will be able to spend this Tianyuan Festival peacefully next year. The streets and alleys of Beihai City are filled with the sound of joy, and in the palace, Haitian is celebrating the arrival of the Tianyuan Festival with Song envoy Fan Ming.

Before he knew it, Pham Minh had been in Beihai for three months. It wasn't until the arrival of the Tianyuan Festival that this Lord Fan suddenly realized that he had been in Beihai for too long, and at this time, the Chengtian Empire had aimed its sword at the Beihai Kingdom. Therefore, a few days ago, Pham Minh took the initiative to resign from Haitian and prepared to return to China. However, Haitian insisted on letting Fan Ming finish the Tianyuan Festival and then send someone to send him back in person. Under the enthusiasm and difficulty, Fan Envoy "reluctantly" agreed.

"Your Excellency, today is the Tianyuan Festival, and I salute your Envoy with a cup. Please!" Haitian raised his glass heroically.

"Your Majesty is so gracious. On the occasion of this good day, I wish Your Majesty good health and peace of the country and the people. Fan Ming hurriedly raised his wine glass and said respectfully.

"Guotai Min'an?" Haitian raised his head, and halfway through his drink, he put down his wine glass.

"What's your Majesty's trouble about today's festival?" Fan Ming asked cautiously when he saw that Haitian was suddenly sullen.

"Your Excellency, do you think that my Beihai can still be peaceful and peaceful? Chengtian is approaching, even if it is thousands of miles away, I can hear the sound of sharpening the sword. Doesn't it bother me that the North Sea is about to turn to ashes?"

......However, Ambassador Fan quickly calmed down and persuaded him with good words: "Your Majesty, it is an unrighteous act for the Chengtian Empire to openly sabotage the Tianyun Peace Treaty and start a war. Beihai will definitely turn evil into good fortune and win this war. ”

"Hehe, thank you for your persuasion. In fact, the invitation to the Messenger today is entrusted with one thing. Haitian bowed slightly.

"Oh, I don't know what, if I can do it, I should do my best. Fan Ming hurriedly said.

"Lord Fan, I would like to ask you to return to the Great Song Dynasty with my mission, meet the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, and convey the intention of our alliance with our country. Haitian said.

"Alliance?" When Fan Ming heard this, he suddenly felt his head wide. He knew that his emperor was a greedy and indecisive lord. If you rashly bring the Beihai delegation back to the Great Song Dynasty, I am afraid that the good will be unpredictable.

Haitian saw that Fan Ming's expression was uncertain, and his face was embarrassed, so he clapped his hands calmly. After a while, I saw an attendant carrying a small box and placing it in front of Fan Ming's table.

"Lord Fan, just a little courtesy, and I hope to smile. Regarding the alliance, I know that Lord Fan is in distress, so let's repair a letter and let the Beihai mission bring it to the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, so as not to embarrass the adults. What's more, Beihai and the Great Song Dynasty are cold, and Chengtian's ambition is not only my Beihai. Public and private, it's all about righteousness!" Haitian said, pushing the box in front of Fan Ming and taking another step.

When Fan Ming heard this, he thought about it for a while, and finally accepted Haitian's gift. After all, during this time, he was really happy in Beihai. The hands are short, the mouths are short, and this favor still needs to be helped. Besides, if you think about it, the risk isn't that big.

"This matter is on me, thank you for your kindness. Please!" Fan Ming pushed the box to his side, and then picked up the wine glass in a playful manner.

"Messenger, please!" Haitian also happily raised his glass.

After the luncheon, Fan Ming said goodbye and left, while Haitian invited the old prime minister into his study.

The old prime minister's name is Zuo Ziche, a veteran of the Three Dynasties, over seventy years old. Although he is old, his body is very handsome, his wisdom is outstanding, and the only drawback or advantage is that he is too upright, and his temper is quite hot, and the officials of Beihai are afraid of it. Even Haitian sometimes didn't dare to provoke this old man. However, Mr. Zuo has been honest and honest all his life, and his character makes people have nothing to say. Therefore, the position of prime minister, for 40 years, there is no one to replace.

Haitian waited respectfully in the study, and after about a stick of incense, an old man who was a little emaciated walked in with steady steps. His eyes were blazing, as if they were ready to emit lightning at any moment.

"Your Majesty, the old minister. Zuo Ziche clenched his fists and said.

"The old prime minister, sit down, sit down. Haitian hurriedly and courteously helped the left car to the seat.

"Your Majesty is gracious. Old man, my body is quite strong, and I don't work hard for you. It seems to be taken for granted, Zuo Ziche said lukewarmly.

Haitian smiled a little wryly, and thought to himself: "This old man has this cold face every time, did I do something that made him unhappy?" Muttering and muttering, Haitian naturally did not say what he thought in his heart, but preached back to the truth: "Old Prime Minister, today's Tianyun Festival, please come here, it is an important matter to hurt each other." ”

"What's the matter?" Zuo Ziche said slowly without raising his eyelids.

"Hehe, that's right. The Song envoy Pham Minh is about to return to China. Taking this opportunity, I would like to send a mission to the Great Song Dynasty to ask for help from the Great Song Dynasty and make a request for an alliance to fight against Chengtian together. Haitian said.

"Oh, that bastard is finally going back. You just said that you would send an embassy to the Great Song Dynasty to ask for help, and the old minister thought that even if His Majesty sent an embassy, it would only be in vain. Zuo Ziche's words were like pouring a basin of cold water, pouring the sea and sky cold.

"It turned out that Fan Ming was angry with me. Well, that bastard is about to return home anyway. Haitian finally understood why Zuo Ziche was lukewarm to him, it turned out that it was because of the merciful and talented Master Fan.

"Why did the old prime minister say this?" As soon as he heard the four words of futility, Haitian hurriedly asked.

"As far as the old minister knows, Emperor Tianbao of the Great Song Dynasty is greedy for wine, and is indecisive and timid as a mouse. Let him openly confront the Chengtian Empire, presumably he doesn't have the courage to do so. Moreover, the Great Song Dynasty has been peaceful for a long time, and the wind of comfort is very heavy, and the whole country attaches great importance to literature and pro-military, the court is smoky, and corruption has become a trend. Such a dynasty would not have the courage to contend with the bloodthirsty Chengtian Empire. Therefore, the old minister advised His Majesty to dispel this idea as soon as possible. ”

Haitian heard the words and was silent.

"Old Prime Minister, I don't know that this trip is very sure. But things are man-made, and there is always a glimmer of hope. You don't want to see the North Sea destroyed in our hands. "Well, if you want to try, you can try. The old minister had a headache, so he retired first. After Zuo Ziche finished speaking, he hurriedly left Haitian's study, but his eyes were a little darker.

"What can I do about it, what can I do about it?" Haitian sighed.

Three days later, Haitian sent an embassy headed by Li Chenglong, the county guard of Menglan County, to follow the Great Song Dynasty delegation through Heishan County in the East China Sea and set foot on the Song soil on the south bank of the Yunhe River.