Time soon came to Shenshi, and the monarchs and ministers of the two countries came to the hall of the city lord's mansion.
Murong Fu wanted to refuse, but Wanyan Aguda was grateful to him, and Yelu Yanxi also needed him to take charge of the overall situation, so he let Murong Fu sit on the main seat, and the two of them sat on both sides.
Seeing the two sides hating each other, Murong Fu could only raise a glass to invite the wine, and asked the singer to come to the hall to dance and play music.
The graceful singer danced in the hall, blocking the sight of both Liao and Jin parties. The two parties could only snort in unison, raise their glasses, drink wine, and whisper in private.
Murong Fu was not in any hurry, admiring the singer's dancing. Murong Chengze and Yue Fei were sitting next to him, and below him were Gong Yeqian, Zhu Dunru and others as guests.
After three drinks and five dishes, it was getting dark and it was getting late. Murong Fu waved the singers and musicians to leave.
The Liao and Jin parties, who were already a bit drunk, suddenly sobered up a bit and waited for Murong Fu to speak.
Murong Fu took in everyone's expressions and drank all the wine in the glass before he said slowly, "Today, I, Murong Fu, are hosting a banquet in Dading Mansion. You two are honored to be here. I, Murong Fu, am here." Here’s a toast to both of you!”
As he spoke, he refilled the wine glass and raised it. ?.?????.???
Yelu Yanxi and Wanyan Aguda also picked up the wine glasses one after another, and the three of them drank it down in one gulp.
"I sincerely invite you two to come here today. This bureau was set up for the sake of stabilizing the situation in the north. I, Murong Fu, am just shamelessly being a peacemaker and doing justice to everyone. I hope you two can treat peace as the goal." Gui, please don’t use weapons in my house, otherwise it will not look good on anyone’s face, right?"
After he finished speaking, his eyes roamed back and forth on their faces.
Wanyan Aguda immediately expressed his stance, "Having used swords and weapons, how could someone dare to cause trouble in your mansion? However, His Majesty, King Yan, has spoken in advance. I, Wanyan clan, will only obey your orders."
The corners of Yelu Yanxi's mouth twitched, feeling very unhappy, but she still pretended to be calm and said, "Brother Murong, don't worry, if you use your mouth as a sword today, you won't be able to hurt anyone."
Sensing that the smell of gunpowder between the two sides was getting stronger, Murong Fu didn't care. He immediately raised the current situation faced by the Liao and Jin countries and the impact of the war in the north on people's livelihood, hoping to mediate between them and allow both sides to stop fighting.
Yelu Yanxi was the first to say, "It is absolutely impossible to make peace!"
"Now this group of Jurchens occupy our territory of Daliao. Will they return the state and city they took away after we negotiate a peace?"
Wanyan Aguda heard this and sneered, "Why should we give back to Daliao what we robbed based on our own strength? What's more, in the past hundred years, when you Khitan people oppressed and exploited our clan, you have killed countless ancestors of our clan for generations. Is it possible?" Aren’t these things you should return to us?”
"That's right! If you have the ability, come and snatch it back. If you don't, just go back and continue to be a coward!"
"You're right! Go back!"
"Get back!"
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There were basically no civil servants on the Daijin side, they were all military generals, so after hearing what Wanyan Aguda said, they all started shouting.
However, there were many civil servants and few military generals coming from the Liao Kingdom. They were immediately blushing and thick-necked by the other party's scoundrel remarks. Just when they were about to retort, Yelu Yanxi slapped the table and said to Murong Fu with suppressed anger: "Brother Murong, You have also seen that this group of Northern Wilderness barbarians have no intention of seeking peace. You and I have already made an agreement, why don’t we raise our troops to defeat them together?”
It seemed that Yelu Yanxi was asking Murong Fu for help, but in fact she was trying to make a fuss, which instantly transferred the attention of the Jurchen clan to Murong Fu.
Murong Fu glanced at Yelu Yanxi and sneered in his heart, but he said, "Although my agreement with Brother Yelu is profitable, after all, my friends from the Jurchen tribe helped me, Murong Fu, when I was at my lowest. As a human being, you should put integrity first, so I apologize for not agreeing to such an ungrateful thing."
Yelu Yanxi's eyelids twitched, and she clenched her right fist tightly and said, "Is it possible that Brother Murong wants to break the contract?"
Murong Fu said, "Brother Yelu promised me the road to Xijing and asked me to attack Dajin together, but I didn't agree. How can I break the promise?"
"I intend to mediate the war today because I don't want people in the north to be devastated and blood to flow into rivers. It is definitely not for personal gain. If brother Yelu feels that Daliao is not afraid of all wars, then forgive me, Murong Fu, for meddling in my own business tonight. It’s delicious and delicious. After the banquet is over, I, Dayan, will not interfere in the future battles between Liao and Jin!"
After that, let the singer-musician who was waiting in the side hall come back to continue playing music and dancing.
Yelu Yanxi's heart skipped a beat. He just wanted to drag Murong Fu into the water, but he didn't want him to ignore anything. He quickly stood up and said, "Brother Murong, don't be angry. Brother just said something quickly. I'll punish myself with a drink first. You must not angry."
He hurriedly poured himself a drink to show his sincerity.
Murong Fu snorted and cupped his hands, and the matter was over.
"Today, I, Murong Fu, intend to mediate between you and your two parties. Now that Brother Yelu is a sensible person, he must have had this wish for a long time. But what do you think of Brother Wanyan's intentions?"
For Yelu Yanxi, as long as he could drag out the war for a year and a half, he would be able to make a comeback, and it would not be difficult to counterattack Daijin by then.
So even if those states and cities don't come back, the worst thing is to endure it for now and wait until another day to snatch them back.
And from Murong Fu's tone, it seemed that he was willing to facilitate this matter for free. This was great news to him, as he would not have to give up territory to the other party.
Faced with Murong Fu's inquiry, Wanyan Aguda looked arrogant and said, "Although His Majesty King Yan has favored me, Dajin, and I, the Wanyan clan, should give His Majesty this face, but this battle is related to the ethnic struggle. The hatred lasts for hundreds of years and cannot be stopped by His Majesty with just a few words!"
"Even if I, Wanyan Aguda, are willing, Daijin behind me, my Jurchen clan, will never agree."
Speaking of this, the eyes of the Jurchens looking at the Liao people were filled with unforgettable hatred.
Yelu Yanxi was flustered by what they saw, and she quickly moved her buttocks back and looked at Murong Fu for help.
After hearing this, Murong Fu fell into deep thought, and then sighed, "Is there really no room for relaxation? If brother Yelu doesn't ask Da Jin for the robbed territory, the hatred of this generation will not be resolved, right?"
Yelu Yanxi's expression changed, thinking when did I say I would give it to them?
But he quickly realized that he should not go back to those states and cities now, just like he gave the land to Murong Fu. It was just a temporary measure, and he would take it back after he regrouped his troops.
Thinking of this, Yelu Yanxi's expression instantly became much calmer.
However, even after Murong Fu said this, Wanyan Aguda still said, "Your Majesty, there is no need to persuade you any more. There is absolutely no possibility of compromise on this matter. We are going to the appointment today. Firstly, we are following Your Majesty's invitation to treat each other sincerely. Secondly, we are also going to Let me tell these Khitan dogs frankly that I will never give up until I destroy the capital of Liao Dynasty!"
"Yes, I will never give up!"
"Swear not to give up..."
A group of Dajin Jurchens were once again aroused and started shouting.
