The First Yamen of the Great Song Dynasty

Chapter 131

After passing the river Baigou, which is the border between the two countries, it is Zhuozhou, and if you go further, you will arrive at Youzhou City.This is the imperial capital in later generations, but now it is in the hands of the Liao Kingdom, he feels a little subtle.

Gao Ming and the others entered Youzhou City and were on their way to the embassy of the State of Song.

He heard Wang Fu quietly whispering to other officials, "You see, most of these signboards are still written in Chinese. It can be seen that the city is still controlled by the Han people. If it can be returned to the Song Dynasty in the future, it will not be difficult to manage."

Gao Ming curled his lips secretly. Youzhou, Yunzhou and the state capitals under its jurisdiction have been in the hands of the Liao Kingdom for more than 100 years, and the status quo of Khitan people, Xi people, and Han people has long been formed.

Although the majority are still Han people, these Han people have lived in Liao for many years, and they are essentially the people of Liao.

Even later, when the Song Dynasty attacked Youzhou City, they encountered fierce resistance. These Han people lived in Youzhou City with little tax and could sell private salt and various materials. Down.

Of course, after the Song court took back the Youyun area, there were also big problems with its policy. It wanted to clean up the Khitans and Xi people in the city. The original rule was crumbling and even more unpopular.

So even if Youzhou City is taken back, how to get all ethnic groups to submit to the rule of the Song Dynasty in peace is still a problem, besides, the horoscope has not been written yet.

However, even so, if you take it, you must still take it.

As for why Youzhou is so important, it is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and there are natural gates for guarding the city, especially in the north, where the mountains are steep. If you guard this place, outsiders will not easily come in.

Hundreds of years later, another wave of Jurchens was blocked, and they couldn't get in anyway. If it wasn't for a traitor who opened the gate of Shanhaiguan, I don't know how many years it would take to knock on the gate.

So the Youzhou area is like the gatehouse of a house, and the Shanhaiguan above it is like a strong gate. Now the gate and the classroom are in the hands of the Liao State, which means that the Liao State has directly entered the Song State’s courtyard.

You can only exchange year coins for peace, and don't send troops from the Liao Kingdom to go south to thresh the grain.

If you can take back the Youyun area and keep Khitan and Jurchen out of the pass, let alone rest easy, at least your life will be several times better than it is now.

However, the wish is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. The Youyun area is important to the Song Dynasty, but it is not important to the Liao Kingdom.

With this area, the Liao Kingdom can overlook the entire Central Plains, and there are thousands of miles of fertile fields and rich life here. It is an important tax collection town for the Liao Kingdom. Unless the country is destroyed, the Liao Kingdom will not return the Youyun area to the Song Dynasty.

Gao Ming sighed, trying to seize the Youyun area would be tantamount to pulling a tooth out of a tiger's mouth.

The official from the Ministry of Rites whispered: "However, I see that there are quite a few Khitan people and Hu people in the street. I heard passers-by just now. There are Chinese, but there are also various languages. I think there are three or four types. Yes. There are not as many Han people as imagined.”

The two whispered and talked.

"I can't recognize anything else, but the one with the head shaved off is a Khitan, that's called Kunfa."

"Uh...it's really ugly."

At this moment, Gao Ming saw a bald-haired man walking by. It is true that the top of his head is bald, but the sides and back hang down long, very much like the Japanese samurai Tsukiyo with his head loose.

He thought to himself, there must be the same principle behind this kind of hairstyle, that is, in order to let the hair spread out and not block the eyes and affect the sight during the battle, so he simply shaved off the front and top of the head.

In fact... for fear of blocking the line of sight, wouldn't it be good to wear bangs or use a net towel?

The old coins of the Song Dynasty have been transported for almost 100 years, and the process has already matured. In Youzhou City, there is an embassy dedicated to receiving people from the Song Dynasty, and there are Khitan officials and receptionists from the Song Dynasty.

Gao Ming and the others lived in the same way as the seniors who came to give New Year coins every year.

Gao Ming and the others haven't had a good rest since they came out of Zhuozhou. Now, when he saw the bed in the room, he lay down on it, "I'm so exhausted, I finally arrived in Youzhou."

At this time, Hua Rong lay down next to him, put his arms on his shoulders and hugged him, "Fortunately, Wang Fu didn't have any troubles again, if it wasn't for him, he wouldn't have to spend so many days in Cangzhou."

"Dare he?! If he does something wrong again, this time he will have to feed him some medicinal soup."

Wang Fu has been honest since Gao Ming poured soup on him, especially when he entered the territory of the Liao Kingdom, he may have resigned himself to his fate, since they have all gone to the territory of the Liao Kingdom, it is difficult to go back.

"If you're tired, go to sleep, I won't talk to you anymore." Hua Rong said.

Gao Ming closed his eyes, thinking that he would go further north, leave Youzhou City, and go outside the pass. Even such an embassy is gone, and he might have to sleep in a tent.

So don't waste the opportunity, it's a little while longer to enjoy.

Moved into Hua Rong's arms, closed his eyes to rest, he gradually fell into a dream, suddenly he heard a noise outside the door, and said, "Who is it? I don't think they are tired, they still have the strength to make a fuss, don't they? "

As the head of the regiment, Gao Ming took care of the sickness, meals and quarrels of the members. There were not many major issues, but there were many trivial matters.

He heard Hua Rong say: "Don't move, I'll go and have a look." He covered his face with his sleeve and continued to be confused.

Soon, he heard Hua Rong say: "Get up quickly, it seems that someone from the Liao Kingdom has come, and Wang Fu is dealing with it."

Gao Ming was startled suddenly, no sleepiness at all, sat up abruptly, stretched out his crumpled clothes, went downstairs, and saw many people standing in the lobby on the first floor.

In addition to the members of the mission from the Great Song Dynasty, there was also a group of people whom they had never seen before. Judging by their attire, they were undoubtedly Khitan nobles.

A young man headed by him wore a Futou-like hat, with a sullen face, and said in fluent Chinese: "Why hasn't your envoy come yet? Do you want me to invite you?"

Wang Fu, who was being questioned, saw Gao Ming and Hua Rong coming down from upstairs, and hurriedly said, "Here, come, that is our envoy."

The young man looked at Gao Ming and Hua Rong, "The tall one or the short one?"

At this time Gao Ming had already walked down the stairs, and said with a smile: "I am the envoy of Gao Ming, may I ask Your Excellency?"

Wang Fu introduced: "This is Yelu Dashi, Governor of the Southern Privy Council."

This person had already introduced himself just now, Wang Fu was afraid that asking others to introduce himself would make them unhappy, so he hurriedly spoke first.

Unless the officials of the Liao Kingdom were Han Chinese, their surnames were either Yelu or Xiao, but Han people should not even think about entering the central authority.

When Gao Ming heard that the other party was Yelu Dashi, he couldn't help being taken aback. He didn't know much about the history of the Liao Kingdom, but he still knew about this Yelu Dashi, because he led a group of People and horses ran to the west to open up a Western Liao Dynasty, dominating Central Asia, and the impact was far-reaching.

How far-reaching is it? For example, the pronunciation of China in Russian is Khitan.

But now Yelu Dashi is only 23 or [-] years old, and it is not time to develop a grand plan.

At this time, he was just a fire rubbing official who was sent by the emperor to receive the mission of the Song Dynasty, but the mission didn't come for a long time and told him to wait in Youzhou.

Yelu Dashi stared at Gao Ming, "You know who I am now, do you want to explain why this year's New Year's coins were delivered so late?"

His tone was bad, full of accusations.

The Khitan guards next to him also held their saber handles and looked fiercely at Gao Ming.

Yelu Dashi continued: "Besides, when you are here, why don't you take the initiative to go to the Youzhou government to ask our Liao people to explain, and I have to come to see you?"

Why are you one hundred thousand?Gao Ming thought to himself, in fact, he also knew that Yelu Dashi wanted to have an attitude when he asked this question, that is, do you in Song Dynasty feel dissatisfied because of domestic and foreign troubles in Liao?

"That's a long story."

Yelu Dashi forcefully asked, "How long is it? If it's long, make it short!"

Gao Ming smiled and said, "Let's talk slowly while drinking. I brought good wine from the south. If you don't mind it, please open a jar and try it." It is not an exaggeration to say that the name of this wine is Seven Steps with a Smile , I get drunk as soon as I drink, and I can't walk seven steps. When I am drunk, there is still a smile on my mouth that I don't know what happened. "

Hearing this, Wang Fu grinned inwardly, and fell back with a smile, you must be sweating.

Yelu Dashi pointed at Gao Ming and said something to the guards beside him, causing them all to laugh.

At this time, an official from the Ministry of Rites who could speak Khitan whispered in Gao Ming's ear, "He told the people around you that you were bragging."

In fact, this person does not translate, so Gao Ming can guess.

The truth is, he did brag, but if he didn't brag, how could he drag Yelu Dashi to the wine table with aggressive methods.

"Whether it's bragging or not, you'll know if you drink it."

Yelu Dashi snorted and said, "Then try the wine from your south."

Gao Ming hurriedly ordered food to be served, and asked Shi Qian and others to fetch wine from the car.

While waiting for the food to be served, Gao Ming ordered someone to fetch a brocade box and handed it to Yelu Dashi with both hands, "I have heard for a long time that there is a Yelu Dashi who is proficient in Khitan and Chinese in Liao Kingdom. I just arrived in Youzhou and I will meet you."

In this sentence pattern, the proficient part and the name part can be replaced with things and people arbitrarily. For example, I have heard that there is a Yelu XX who is proficient in riding and shooting in Liao Kingdom.

Wearing thousands of clothes and wearing horses without wearing them makes no sense for the people of Liao to be immune.

Sure enough, Yelu Dashi's face softened a little, and he opened the box in front of him, "What is this?"

"Because I admire my dear brother, I specially prepared a small gift before I set off. It is the poems of the literati in my dynasty, which I collected and compiled into a book."

This collection of poems is a hardcover collection, with a hardwood case, gold lacquer writing, and high-quality paper on the inside pages.

While appreciating beautiful poetry, you can also appreciate calligraphy.

Gao Ming didn't give Yelu the big stone on purpose, he just wanted to give it to someone who was proficient in Chinese in the territory of Liao Kingdom and praised him.

Now that the international situation is unpredictable, it might be useful to have many people in Liao who can speak up.

Yelu Dashi flipped through it casually, and although he only glanced at it briefly, he was already amazed by the poems he saw on it.

Founded more than 200 years ago, the Khitan has also followed in the footsteps of other grassland peoples, which is the unavoidable fate of Sinicization.

Who doesn't love a refined lifestyle and beautiful poetry.

Many of the upper Khitan nobles were proficient in Sinology, but Yelu Dashi was the best among them.

Youzhou also sells poetry books from the south, but it is inevitable that there will be errors in engraving, and the quality is uneven.

Now the southerner sent a book of selected poems, which was just to his liking. At that time, he had a better impression of Gao Ming, a Song native.

But pretending to be indifferent on the surface, he handed it to the guard next to him for safekeeping, and said to Gao Ming, "Thank you for the gift." His tone was not as aggressive as before.

At this time, the dishes were served one after another. On the Song side was Gao Ming, two deputy envoys, Hua Rong and Wang Fu, and on the Liao side was Yelu Dashi and two other officials. Except for Yelu Dashi, there were no others. The two Chinese are not very good, and they rarely speak.

When Shi Qian moved the wine brought from the Song Dynasty to the table, Gao Ming asked people to remove all the wine cups and replace them with generous big bowls. Everyone filled a cup and raised it first to respect Yelu Dashi, "Admonish You have a glass of wine, and you will be friends all over the world, and I will drink it first as a respect." After finishing speaking, he raised his head and took a big sip.

Yelu Dashi saw that a weak southerner like Gao Ming took a big gulp, so he was naturally unambiguous. He raised his head and gurgled a few mouthfuls, and the two Khitan officials next to him also opened their stomachs to drink.

But the three of them were stunned after taking a few sips, and their movements were a little stiff, because all three of them tasted that the wine was very different from the ones they had drunk before.

Spicy, really spicy, strong enough!

Except for Yelu Dashi, the eyes of the other two officials lit up, and they let out a sigh of relief. They communicated with each other in Khitan dialect and kept nodding.

Yelu Dashi raised his eyebrows, laughed and said: "Yes, it's really good, good wine! I thought you were bragging just now, but it turns out that there is really such good wine, although it can't reach the level of seven steps down."

Seeing that Yelu Dashi was full of praise, Wang Fu took a sip himself, and immediately moved his facial features and shrunk into a ball. If there were no Khitan people present, he would have spit it out in one gulp. After barely choking, his face turned red immediately.

Seeing him like this, Yelu Dashi smiled and said, "I understand, you Song people really fall down after seven steps after drinking."

Gao Ming said to Yelu Dashi: "Our deputy king lives in the south, where it doesn't snow all year round, and the climate is hot and humid, so we can't drink this kind of strong wine."

Yelu Dashi was very curious, "You Song people can't drink this kind of strong wine, why do you still brew this kind of strong wine?"

"To be honest, it is brewed for you, our brother country of the Great Song Dynasty." Gao Ming raised his wine bowl, "Come on, let's toast to the friendship between Song and Liao."

Although the Song Dynasty sent old coins to the Liao Kingdom, according to the official documents, the two countries are brother countries, and the emperor called them brothers according to their age.

Of course, with brothers like the Liao Kingdom, they are also worshiping the docks in the rivers and lakes. They pay tribute and call them big brothers at the same time, otherwise they will be punished by the black boss.

Yelu Dashi was stunned for a moment, then raised his wine bowl and said with a smile: "Well said, cheers."

He drank more than half of the bowl of wine, Gao Ming quickly asked someone to fill it up for him, and said with a bit of drunkenness: "You are welcome, let's drink all the wine in this jar today. The mountains are high and the water is looking for a bosom friend. Brother Yelu and I drink even heart."

Yelu Dashi had never heard such slick persuasive words, and found it interesting, added the energy of drinking, and said with a smile: "You and I are brother countries, so it's normal for you and me to call each other brothers! Come on, keep going."

At this time, the Liao Kingdom was in turmoil, and the Song people took the initiative to show their favor. He was also willing to go along with the flow and re-strengthen the friendship between the two countries.

Wang Fu opened his mouth slightly, is this the Khitan official who asked his teacher for crimes just now as soon as he entered the door?

He looked at Hua Rong again, and saw his calm face, obviously he was used to Gao Ming's actions, and he didn't feel anything unusual.

Yelu Dashi smiled at Gao Ming: "You guys have not come here for so long. I thought that when Song Guo heard that Jurchen broke Liaoyang Mansion, he thought that the national power of Daliao was declining and was not enough to quell the external turmoil, so his attitude was negligent. But after hearing Gao Ming just now Brother, I know I have misunderstood, our two countries have shared peace for more than a hundred years, how can Song Guo have a different heart."

His words were false and true, and it was obvious that he was beating the envoys of Song Dynasty.

Wang Fu, who proposed to reduce or exempt the old currency, talked eloquently in front of Zhao Ji, but the Khitan people were right in front of them, but they didn't even dare to say anything.

He silently lowered his head, resting his mouth on the rim of the bowl.

Hua Rong said to him: "Master Wang, what do you think?"

Wang Fu faltered and murmured. At this moment, how could the atmosphere make him say that Da Song just wanted to add insult to injury and reduce or exempt the old coins.Presumably this Yelu Dashi must have turned the table and left.

Yelu Dashi frowned, "Why don't you, deputy king, say anything, and don't you agree with my words?"

Hua Rong said: "He may be drunk, he couldn't hear anything clearly. Look at him, the roots of his ears are red."

Yelu Dashi chuckled, "If he's drunk, don't let him talk about it. Gao Ming, you are the envoy. Tell me what I just said, right?"

Wang Fu glanced at Gao Ming out of the corner of his eye. The task they received from the government was to reduce or exempt the old coins, and the essence was to take advantage of the fire. How could they admit it?

Gao Ming didn't have any psychological pressure at all, and he said to Yelu Dashi straightforwardly: "Of course it's right. The Liao and Song Dynasties have lived in peace for hundreds of years, and the Dai Bai people don't know how to fight. Such a relationship between the two countries begins with a country. It has never happened 1000 years ago, and I am afraid there will be no one 1000 years later.”

Yelu Dashi took a sip of wine in satisfaction, "Haha, well said, there is no one before or after. Don't look at Jurchen's troubles now, but our Daliao state has been established for more than two hundred years, with strong national strength and millions of soldiers. Once we get serious , It will only take a year or two to exterminate the Jurchens."

Gao Ming didn't believe that Yelu Dashi's head didn't understand the current situation in Liao. If he was so confident, he wouldn't be afraid of Song's betrayal of them.

There is only one truth, and that is chattering. It is obvious that Jurchen captured the entire capital of the Liao Kingdom, but from Yelu Dashi's mouth, it seems that the wind and clouds are not a problem at all.

Gao Ming found that this guy was indeed a good material for politics, no wonder he had such a big family business later.

Yelu Dashi was not telling the truth, and Gao Ming also chatted, "Compared to the Liao Kingdom, our Song Kingdom is in a difficult situation. You also know that the old coins can only be used in silver, not copper coins. But the Central Plains is short of silver, and we can make up every year. It is very hard. This year is even more difficult. It is said that several silver Guanyin statues were melted down by the folks to make up these old coins."

The dignitaries in the Song Dynasty were obsessed with Taoism, and the Liao Kingdom in the north were more obsessed with Buddhism. Buddhist temples and statues were built one after another.

Hearing that the Avalokitesvara statue was melted, Yelu Dashi was startled, "Really?"

Although the image of Rong Guanyin is too much, but for them to collect New Year's coins, it is not too much progress, but very touching.

"Really, it's just to collect new year's coins for the brother country." Gao Ming took a deep breath and said in a painful tone: "It's been so hard to collect, that's why the time was delayed. In addition, when we were in Cangzhou, Deputy Wang in our regiment fell ill. Brother Yelu, don’t think he doesn’t speak now, but when he was on the sickbed, I asked him to go back to Tokyo, but he refused to return, struggling to say that he must contribute to the friendship between Song and Liao. Power, now that the Liao Kingdom is suppressing Jurchen, it is in need of money, and the money must be sent to strengthen the relationship between Song and Liao. Tell me, don’t you, Lord Wang?”

Gao Ming looked at Wang Fu with a smile, Wang Fu knew that Gao Ming meant to embarrass him by saying this, so he could only admit it, "It's all as Mr. Gao said."

Yelu Dashi and the two Khitan officials around him talked a lot in Khitan words. The three of them exchanged something, no accident, it was the translation of Gao Ming's sincere words just now.

Afterwards, Yelu Dashi said: "We have all seen the sincerity of the Song Dynasty, and I apologize to you for my impatience just now." After that, he raised his wine bowl, "This is the apology wine."

Gao Ming also raised his glass and laughed, "It doesn't matter. In the future, if you have any questions, brother Yelu, just ask. The more you argue, the clearer the truth, the deeper the relationship. Communication is the bridge of trust."

Yelu Dashi felt that Gao Ming's words were different, but it was undeniable that it made sense.

The crowd chatted happily, and finally Gao Ming asked someone to take three jars of wine and gave them to the three Khitan people, "I don't know if this wine is suitable for the Liao Kingdom, so I didn't bring more, so I brought ten jars, and the remaining six jars I plan to take it to Shangjing. However, it doesn’t matter, if you want, you can leave the address and send someone to the border when I return to Song Dynasty.”

Yelu Dashi said: "Don't bother, just send a worker who can make wine."

You really understand the truth that it is better to teach people how to fish than to benefit from it.Gao Ming smiled and said, "Yeah, I'll try my best to find someone."

If you think about it well, you just wait, these wines are going to be sold to you to make money.

After hearing Gao Ming's words, Yelu Dashi asked someone to leave with his followers holding the wine jar. Before leaving, he said, "Tomorrow morning I will pick you up and escort you back to Shangjing."

Gao Ming waved his hand, "See you tomorrow, go slowly." He sent Yelu Dashi and others away.

The three Khitans were riding on horses, Yelu Dashi was alright, the other two were crooked, but no matter how crooked they were, they would not fall off. For them, the horse was as flexible as their own legs since they were young.

Yelu Dashi asked the two, "What do you think of Song Guo's attitude? Is it as negligent as you thought before?"

One of them, although he can't speak Chinese well, can basically understand him. Except for some poems, he listened to the dialogue during the dinner, "In my opinion, they came late this year. It's the reason that the envoy surnamed Gao said, nothing else."

If Song Guo neglected them, they might hook up with Jurchen, which is very dangerous.

The other man didn't understand Chinese at all, so he listened to Lei all the time, he said: "I see three of them, except for the older one, there are two young ones left, all of them look like women, Not a man, I think, only the wine is not bad, but the man is not."

Yelu Dashi chuckled lightly.

The envoy surnamed Gao was quick-witted, and the deputy envoy surnamed Hua, although he didn't say a few words, judging from his gait and temperament, he was a martial arts practitioner, and his kung fu was pretty good.

If all the men in the Song Kingdom were like them, Daliao would have to send new year coins to the south instead.

But, luckily not.

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The next day, Yelu Dashi came to the guild hall to meet Gao Ming and the others as scheduled, and they went to Beijing together.

When passing through Yuguan, that is, Shanhaiguan, Gao Ming did not show any unpleasant emotions such as regret, resentment, unwillingness, etc., and was as calm as water.

He was really greedy for Shanhaiguan, but he couldn't let the Khitan people find out now.

After leaving the pass, Gao Ming immediately felt the difference, as if the wind was much cooler than inside the pass.The villages are sparse, and often the wilderness stretches as far as the eye can see, without people.

Occasionally, I met people, and they rode horses with machetes, all the way.

Yelu Dashi said: "It's like this in spring. People don't freeze the ground, and everything on the ground recovers, but the wind blows people cold." He asked Gao Ming, who was wrapped in three layers outside, "is it right?" Gao Zhengshi?"

Gao Ming smiled, "Hehe, I have a deep understanding."

In the evening, camp in place, light a fire and cook. After dinner, groups of three or five gathered around the campfire to keep warm.

Gao Ming was originally sitting side by side with Hua Rong, but when he saw Yelu Dashi sitting in front of the fire not far away, reading the collection of words he gave him, he took the initiative to walk over, pointing to the full moon in the sky and said: "Today It's fifteen, and the moon is round. I like Su Shi's phrase "I hope people will last forever, and we will share the beauty together." In my opinion, this poem has already written all the emotions related to the moon, and no one can express it. It's about."

Yelu Dashi smiled politely, "I haven't seen it yet, when I see it, I must pay attention." After Gao Ming left, he quickly searched for the poem.

After reading the wonderful part, I drank a few sips. This wine really suits my appetite. Unfortunately, the more I drink, the less there is left.

After drinking this, other wines seem tasteless.

Seeing Gao Ming came back, Wang Fu thought to himself, you are really brave, you dare to talk to the Khitan people on your own initiative.

When the time was almost up and the fire was done, everyone went back to their tents and went to sleep.

Gao Ming, Hua Rong and Wang Fu were divided into one tent, while the rest were crowded into one tent by ten or more people.

Staying in the wild during this season, Gao Ming was afraid of the cold, so he asked Hua Rong to sleep with his arms around each other to keep warm.

Wang Fu was left shivering wrapped in a quilt, looking at Gao Ming and Hua Rong who were embracing each other from time to time, somewhat envious.

Gao Ming looked up at Hua Rong, and said bitterly: "I'm still a little cold, I want to drink some wine."

Hua Rong sat up slightly, took the wine bag, took a sip of the wine, and then leaned over to hand it to Gao Ming mouth to mouth.

Gao Ming swallowed, and said with a smile: "No wonder people outside the Great Wall like to drink strong alcohol, it's understandable, it's too cold."

Hua Rong asked, "Are you still drinking?"

At this moment, he saw Wang Fu on the side staring at them dumbfounded, obviously shocked by their actions.

Hua Rong didn't pay attention to him, seeing Gao Ming nodding, he took another sip of the ferry and gave it to him.

Wang Fu recovered from the shock, hugged the quilt, and escaped from the tent with his back bent.

What did he, what did he see?God——

He left just in time, Hua Rong still had something to say to Gao Ming, "Why are you so concerned about Yelu Dashi? You took the initiative to talk to him just now."

"You're jealous?"

Hua Rong pursed his lips and snorted, "How is it possible, he took off his hat, you must run away."

Gao Ming pursed his lips and smiled. As an aristocrat of the Liao Kingdom, Yelu Dashi must have a Mediterranean-style hairstyle. Bad guy."

Hua Rong smiled and said, "Stop talking."

"Well, it's quite ridiculous. In fact, I want to say that the rise of the Jurchen is unstoppable, and it will become a major problem for the Song Dynasty in the future. Although the Liao Kingdom is also a hidden danger now, they have accepted the culture of the Central Plains after all. There is still a bottom line, and the Jurchen wild Human beings don’t know what benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trust are, and they are like a monster without any moral constraints. I choose Liao if I choose between the two. Help Liao and Jin compete and let them consume each other.”

"The official still wants you to talk about reducing or exempting the old currency. He won't help Liao."

"Not only do I want to talk about reducing or exempting the old coins, I also want to talk to Liao about ceding Youyun Sixteen Prefectures to Da Song."

Hua Rong was stunned for a moment, and before he could say anything, Gao Ming continued: "Forget it, I'm just thinking about it, let's go to sleep, there is everything in the dream."

"Do you have any plans?"

"No."

"Are you even hiding it from me?"

"No, ah, stop, it's so itchy!"

Wang Fu was standing outside the tent with the quilt in his arms, and Gao Ming could not stop laughing inside.

He rubbed his face, rechecked his memory, he was absolutely right, Gao Ming and Hua Rong...

Does Gao Qiu know?

By the way, the most important thing is not to let the Khitan people know, otherwise they don't know how they will despise the Song people.

On a chilly spring night, listening to the laughter in the tent, Wang Fu was deeply worried about the face of the country.