Text Chapter 237 The Prime Minister Loses
In life, we always live in different circles, and some circles have been spinning for decades without drawing any intersection. The rich do not understand the hunger of the poor, and the poor do not understand the debt that the rich are carrying.
Naturally, the people who were discussing the affairs above the temple would not know that as time went by, although the enemy troops outside the city gathered more and more, the war did not become frictional. Over time, Tai'an City also regained its life, but the atmosphere in the air was slightly heavy.
Gong Yipan walked slowly on the streets of Tai'an City, perhaps because everyone was busy after the war, and no one noticed that he appeared in the streets on foot.
Before he knew it, he had already reached the city gate, refused the salute of the soldiers guarding the city, and signaled them not to disturb the surrounding people, but to let the city gate soldiers open a crack in the door for themselves, so that they could get out of the city.
After the Great War, almost all the mechanics were paralyzed, and there was a serious shortage of manpower, leaving everyone scrambling. Gong Loser refused the treatment of the envoys, and even the guards refused, and only brought a small boy to the combined army formed by the Great Liang and the Kingdom of God outside the city.
The moment the gate of Tai'an City was closed, the old man still couldn't help but glance back at the Tai'an City in his eyes, he was once very familiar with every street here.
"Originally, it would be good to cultivate in Nanyang Thatched Cottage, why can't you stand the temptation of fame and fortune and be born?"
The public loser smiled self-deprecatingly, and then turned around, his pace no longer dragging and not stopping.
Or will you be idle!!
The infamy of the ages, I dare not imagine how the history books of later generations will record themselves, and I dare not think about how the three words of the public loss plate will be spurned when the three words of the public loss plate are mentioned in the mouths of later generations. Even in the court today, what I hear is everyone's praise for myself.
I still remember every inch of the clause on the agreement, the feeling of losing power and humiliating the country between the lines, and every time I take a step outside the city, the old man who is close to the old age is heartbroken.
Gong Yi thought with a wry smile on his face, why wasn't he who died outside Tai'an City.
After leaving the city, he didn't waste much time in fighting the camp of the combined army. There, there had been people waiting for a long time, and there had always been people there since fifteen days ago, but no one had imagined that the meeting, which was supposed to be fifteen days ago, had been delayed until now.
"I didn't expect it to be the prime minister, and I hope to forgive me for the loss. ”
Standing in front of the camp gate, there was a nine-rank official, and the official uniform on his body was particularly conspicuous.
The little officer raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation, but the direction of the action was not towards the camp gate of the Combine Army, but a dog hole next to the camp gate. The dog cave is very new, and it will never be more than ten days since it appears next to the camp gate.
"Master, the second child is afraid of pain and is not afraid of death, we Tang people can't suffer such humiliation!"
The public loser calmly wanted to drill the dog hole, but the boy next to him grabbed him.
With a slight smile, the public loser brushed the child's arm, and indifferently drilled into the camp of the combined army from the dog hole. Er Xiao pouted angrily, he really couldn't figure it out, how could the most decent old man on weekdays be so at the mercy of people, but since the old man drilled the dog hole, Er Xiao naturally wouldn't go through the main door. The truth of the king's humiliation and the death of his ministers still has a microcosm in the door.
Standing up behind the Combine's camp gate, the public losing handicap unsurprisingly drew a burst of laughter, which he expected.
"What are you laughing at?"
The sound of the public losing plate looked a little old, and the volume was not loud but fell on the ears of the people around them, but it quieted their voices.
"The old man, as an envoy of the Tang Dynasty, sent an envoy to your united army, if you don't go to the dog hole, do you still have to go through the camp gate?"
Gong Yipan pointed to the camp gate that had been closed after the little official entered, and said with a smile. Without waiting for the people around him to draw their swords and face each other, the public loser had already walked into the handsome account with a long roar in the sky.
Yu Wenzheng and Nigaye had been waiting for a while, but their faces had changed from red at the beginning to cloudy, and the two of them already knew what had just happened.
The public loser calmly sat down, and wanted to ask for a glass of water to drink, but finally gave up the idea.
"We Datang have agreed to your conditions, the land can be cut, and the world can also be announced to admit the defeat of Datang. But this compensation must be reduced by 70%!"
There was no polite greeting, not even the most basic mutual temptation, and the public loser directly gave his bottom line.
"Is the old man relying on the old and selling the old?"
Yu Wenzheng leaned down and kept getting close to the public losing handicap, giving people the feeling that he would take his life at any time.
Gong Yipan smiled and didn't say anything, just waited quietly, and sure enough, after a while, Nigaye also came up.
"Boss, we are now soldiers in the city, what qualifications do you think you have to negotiate with us?"
Nigaye looked at the public losing handicap, his expression was calm, and he pointed out the current situation very rationally, and it was Datang who needed to compromise, not them.
The public loser looked left and right, his eyes kept wandering over Nigaye and Yu Wenzheng, and finally laughed uncontrollably.
"Three years ago, my Tang Dynasty Guanwu Hou ascended to the sky, and the world shook. The last god of the Kingdom of God died in the green gauze tent, although the king of Liang was blessed, but now all the state affairs of the Great Liang have fallen into the hands of His Royal Highness the Prince, which is not unrelated. ”
The fingers of the public losing plate gently tapped on the table, slowly saying bit by bit, just like a teacher explaining the knowledge to the students in place, and every point was transparent.
"Three years ago, my Datang was indeed prosperous. But with the ascension of Guanwu Hou to the sky, Mr. Taibai of Wudang passed away, and the national pillar died on the battlefield side by side...... coincides with the alternation of my new and old Tang kings, and at this time, my Datang is already in turmoil, if not, how dare Daliang and the Kingdom of God form a joint force to violate my Datang boundary?"
The public loser looked at Yu Wenzheng and Niga Ye with a smile in his eyes, the two of them didn't speak, and the public loser naturally spoke freely without any scruples.
"The terms of this agreement can indeed be barely achieved in my prosperous Tang Dynasty. But if my Tang Dynasty is still prosperous, how can the two of you appear outside my Tai'an City?"
This time, Yuwenzheng and Nigaye both wanted to speak, but the public lost the game and raised his hand to signal the two not to interrupt him.
"In today's situation, the two of them can indeed turn over the clouds and rain to destroy the Tang Dynasty, but Leng Buyun is still there, Wang Xuance is still there, and there are thousands of soldiers loyal to the Tang Dynasty.
The loser laughed and walked away, as if everything had been settled.
"No matter what the two of you want, I will be able to recruit hundreds of thousands of old, weak, sick and disabled people in Tai'an City!"
Walking to the camp gate, the public loser looked at the little official calmly, this time no one dared to let this rickety old man climb the dog hole again.