The Beidi mission moved much faster than Qin Feng expected.
It was originally expected that it would take another two days to enter Beijing.
As a result, Qin Feng had just returned to Kyoto, and before he could even sit down when he got home, he heard the news that the Beidi delegation had arrived in Beijing.
Qin Feng immediately went out to watch.
At this time, the main road in Kyoto was already crowded with people, all of whom came to watch the excitement.
I saw a team of a hundred people passing through the city gate and appearing in everyone's sight.
The leader is none other than Chen Si.
Behind him were twenty civil servants, and behind him were the Beidi soldiers accompanying him for protection.
The scene was filled with heated discussions.
The common people pointed at the Beidi mission. Some praised the burly and majestic Beidi soldiers, while others naturally looked down upon the Beidi mission.
"As expected of the Beidi soldiers, all of them are strong-willed men."
"No wonder I, Daliang, fight against Beidi, and it's always very difficult."
"If we talk about force alone, no one in the world can be Beidi's opponent. The only way we can defeat Beidi in this battle is by holding on to the city's defense line."
"Seeing the soldiers of Beidi, I couldn't help but sigh. It is simply a miracle that we can defeat Beidi."
I heard someone at the scene, and his own prestige was destroyed by the ambition of others.
Some grumpy people cursed loudly on the spot.
"Fuck your mother!"
"What kind of miracle? During the Northern War, we didn't stay in the city and didn't dare to fight in the wild."
"I, the generals of Daliang, fought head-on with Beidi in the wilderness, and won a victory forged with blood."
"Besides, Qin Feng leads Beixi soldiers and has been fighting in a roundabout way against Beidi."
"They even crossed the border more than once and rushed into Beidi territory."
"Especially in the battle at Qingyu Mountain in Beidi, Qin Feng led a mere 200 people and killed thousands of Beidi soldiers and horses."
"Zhong Ling, the two legendary generals of Beidi, was directly killed by Qin Feng."
"Chen Si broke an arm."
"You bastards, are you all blind? Can't you see all these great achievements?"
The literati present held their heads high and their chests held high.
Cultural people are also different when it comes to scolding people.
A sinister taunt.
"Huh, Beidi is my defeated general in Daliang. Now he comes to Beijing for peace talks."
"The master has been defeated, but you group of traitors are still trying your best to whitewash the majesty of the master."
"Haha, there are bad people among the crowd."
"Looking at our country, the literati have maintained our character, and the soldiers have defended the frontier with their blood."
"I wonder what you have done?"
"Thanks to you, Daliang died early!"
Those people who admired Beidi were all blushing and just grinning.
At this moment, there was a sudden noise from the crowd.
A scholar in white suddenly rushed into the middle of the road and blocked the envoy's path.
Pointing at Chen Si, he shouted: "How dare you, the defeated general, be so presumptuous that you still don't get off your horse!"
"This is the important place in our capital, Daliang. Even the prince has to dismount his horse and walk."
"You, a foreign minister, dare to ride a horse through the streets? How arrogant!"
"This is definitely not the sincerity of peace talks!"
The people in Daliang were all holding their breath.
After being humiliated and violated by Beidi for so many years, he finally defeated Beidi, so naturally he had to get rid of the evil fire in his heart.
Many literati present were filled with indignation.
Regarding the Beidi mission riding into Beijing, they were not only indignant, but even somewhat resentful.
For a time, the sounds of scolding and angry curses could be heard endlessly.
"Get off!"
"Walking into Beijing!"
"The Beidi barbarians really refuse to repent!"
"Tell me, what's the point of peace talks? Go directly to Mr. Qin, send troops from the north, go straight to Huanglong, and destroy such vulgar barbarians!"
"These bastards, why are they here for peace talks? They are clearly here to trample on my country, the Liang Dynasty."
"That's right. He obviously surrendered on his own initiative, but now he still looks aloof. It's clear that Mr. Qin didn't hurt them!"
Driven by the literati, public opinion surged at the scene.
The Minister of Rites who came to greet the Beidi delegation hurriedly took charge of order.
Wave and shout.
"Everyone calm down."
"The Beidi delegation traveled thousands of miles to Beijing for peace talks, which is already full of sincerity."
"As for riding a horse through the streets, it is a grace granted by the saint, giving the defeated the minimum respect."
It would be better not to say this.
As soon as he finished speaking, the scene exploded.
Ordinary people with ordinary heads naturally don’t know what’s going on.
But the literati group is unwilling to give up.
"Grace grant? When Beidi killed my border residents in Daliang, usurped land and food, and insulted women, did they show me the minimum respect?"
"Since the war between Daliang and Beidi, who can count how many cities Beidi has massacred?"
"Weak! Extremely weak!"
"We, Daliang, are a victorious country, how come we don't have any dignity at all!"
Seeing this, the Minister of Rites could only order the arrest of a few of the troublemakers.
It didn't matter what he did, the scene almost led to a large-scale conflict.
Ordinary people don't understand the stakes, but they still understand the basic righteousness.
Naturally, the literati tried their best to protect the scene.
A few officers and soldiers were accidentally dragged into the crowd by the people, and they crawled out desperately. They were covered in blood and were almost beaten to death on the spot.
The Minister of Rites never expected that the people of Kyoto would be so angry.
It’s hard to go against public opinion.
Just when he was feeling worried, he heard an angry shout coming from the direction of the Beidi mission.
"Get away!"
A middle-aged official in his fifties sat high on a horse and looked at the scholar in white who was blocking the road with disdain.
"I, Dadi, have come here for peace talks. How can I allow a pariah like you to cause trouble?"
"As a foreign minister, I will spare your life. If you still don't know the current affairs, I will make you splash with blood for five steps!"
Instead of hiding, the scholar in white glared angrily.
"How dare you, a mere foreign minister, act so recklessly in Daliang and Jingji!"
"I am a citizen of Daliang, a resident under the Emperor's feet. Do you dare to kill me? Give me a hundred courages!"
The literati around him were completely angered and pushed him forward.
As a result, he was easily knocked to the ground by the surrounding Beidi soldiers.
Many people suffered severe head injuries on the spot.
The middle-aged Beidi official didn't hesitate, clamped his legs on the horse's belly, and ran directly towards the scholar in white.
boom!
Accompanied by a muffled sound.
The scholar in white flew out upside down, and the blood spurted out directly dyed his robe red.
The Minister of Rites was also shocked when he saw this.
He knew that Beidi people had always been tough and brutal, but he didn't expect that the other party would actually dare to attack the people of Kyoto.
"Master Lu, you are too presumptuous!"
The Minister of Rites, not caring about maintaining order, shouted angrily at Lu Li, the head of the Beidi mission.
Lu Li didn't even take a serious look at the Minister of Rites.
As the most extreme right-wing official in Beidi, for Lu Li, it was a great shame and humiliation to ask for peace from Liang!
If not for the defeat in the war, Lu Li would naturally have attacked Daliang Kyoto and killed all such low-class people.
The fertile soil of the Liang Kingdom has given birth to such a weakling, it is simply a waste of resources!
"Who do you think you are, that you dare to talk to me like this?"
