In the Jinling Lecture Hall, Back Garden, and Humble Administrator's Garden, Zhao Hong looked at Yan Chun curiously and nodded lightly.
Originally, he wanted to ask about Yan Chun's current situation, but with the Xixia envoy there, he was embarrassed to ask more.
She has a straight and tall figure, eye-catching long legs, black hair, fair skin, and is dressed in green. She has a lot of coolness and is full of femininity.
Compared with the past, the "hardness" has gone a lot and it is much softer.
Seeing each other again still made his heart beat faster.
Li Tang said that Yan Chun was vulgar and unsuitable for him. But he just couldn't forget the other party.
Is this emotional, or is he confused, infatuated, and mean enough?
"Luo Shichang, Xia Chen's Nanyuan Hui Envoy, and a group of Xixia officials have met the Emperor of the Song Dynasty!"
Luo Shichang bowed solemnly to Zhao Hong.
The Emperor of the Song Dynasty seems to be too young.
Yan Chun also raised his head, looking at Zhao Hong with a pair of eyes like autumn water, his eyes were full of curiosity, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.
"Your Majesty is tired from traveling and traveling. You're welcome. Please sit down and talk!"
Zhao Hong glanced at Yan Chun, as if he wanted to know the purpose of the Xixia envoy from her, but Yan Chun lowered his head and chose to ignore it.
He owed her the grace to save his life, but he didn't seem to owe her any emotional debt, and he didn't need to pay for the loss of his youth.
Why is she so cold to herself?
Zhao Hong's heart was full of doubts.
"Thank you, Foreign Minister, to the Emperor of the Song Dynasty!"
The battle between Xixia and the Northern Song Dynasty continued. After the humiliation of Jingkang and the Song Dynasty's migration to the south, the territories of the two countries were separated by the Jin people. There was almost no intersection and no disputes between the two sides.
The Xixia envoy came to the Song Dynasty now, why?
According to historical knowledge, the Mongolian army is about to invade Xixia. Could it be said that Xixia Shicheng is here to ask for help?
Zhao Hong suddenly understood something in his heart.
"Your envoy has traveled thousands of miles to come to our Song Dynasty. There must be something important."
Zhao Hong did not hide anything and went straight to the point.
It was already the setting sun in Xixia, and the envoys could only come to borrow troops and make an alliance, nothing else.
Luo Shichang smiled bitterly and continued.
"Your Majesty, Xixia has a Chinese title, imitates Chinese officials, appoints Chinese talents, reads Chinese books, uses Chinese carriages and uniforms, obtains Chinese laws, respects Chinese etiquette, has the same language and race. The Tatars are a country of tigers and wolves, and the Western Expedition has begun. After all, we must attack Xixia again. I hope your majesty will send troops to save Xixia in time!"
After Luo Shichang finished speaking, he stood up and bowed his head to the end.
Send troops to save Xia!
Sure enough!
Zhao Hong smiled slightly and did not express his position immediately.
Even if the Song Dynasty wanted to send troops, he would not agree with just one sentence, otherwise the other party would doubt his sincerity.
Secretive, in fact he hates such clouds and mountains, why can't he be more direct?
Xixia, a civilization, cannot be wiped out by force. In his heart, he had already decided to get sick and rescue Xixia, but he couldn't get it. The Xixia envoy came at just the right time.
"Send troops? How to send troops?"
Zhao Hong said nothing, but Xuan Zhen, the Minister of War, spoke coldly and picked up the topic.
"Even if our dynasty sends troops for reinforcements, how can it pass under the rule of the Jin people? Since the founding of the Song Dynasty, Xixia, Shaanxi, Central Plains and other places under the rule of the Jin Dynasty have been the territory of our Song Dynasty. Xixia has supported the Song Dynasty and established itself on its own. Do you have the nerve to let me, Da Song, rescue you?"
Xuan Zhen's words made Zhao Hong slightly surprised. This minister of war and envoy of the Privy Council of the Song Dynasty had a spicy temperament, but he actually had some personality.
At least, it was much braver than he imagined.
"Your Majesty, the Tatar army is strong and brave, but the Jin people avoided their attack and moved their capital south. Are you trying to drag me, the Song Dynasty, into the flames of war by encouraging me, the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, to have a grudge against the Tatars?"
Xue Ji said with a frown, directly rejecting Luo Shichang's request.
Xuan Zhen and Xue Ji looked ugly, and Luo Shichang couldn't help but feel his heart sink.
Sure enough, the people of Song Dynasty still remembered these old enemies.
He raised his head and saw Zhao Hong's face was calm, as if he was deep in thought, without saying a word.
"Princess Wen, I hope you can save me, Daxia."
Luo Shichang had no choice but to bow to Yan Chunsu.
Princess Wen?
Zhao Hong looked at Yan Chun in surprise, thinking that he had heard wrongly.
Could it be that Yan Chun's name is Li Yanchun?
"Your Majesty, today is different from the past. As you said, Xixia is the old land of the Song Dynasty, the land of Xixia, but there are a large number of Han people. Your Majesty just watches them being killed by the Tatars and is indifferent?"
Yan Chun had no choice but to bite the bullet and speak.
Zhao Hong looked at Yan Chun, confused.
Is she saying this out of compassion, or does she have other motives?
Isn't she from Song Dynasty? Why did you bring the Xixia envoy here? What is the relationship between them?
"Shopkeeper Yan, what do you think we should do?"
Zhao Hong spoke with a smile on his face, which was very flattering.
Luo Shichang looked at Yan Chun and then at Zhao Hong with surprise in his eyes.
What are you doing? What kind of bullshit Yan shopkeeper? Does Zhao Hong really not know Yan Chun's identity? What are these two people doing?
"Your Majesty, if the Song Dynasty is willing to send troops to reinforce Xixia, the Jin people will have Xixia people to lobby, and borrowing a way will not be a problem. Now it depends on how your Majesty decides, whether to send troops to save Xia or just sit back and watch."
Yan Chun's ball was kicked back to Zhao Hong.
"Shopkeeper Yan, I want to know what you mean."
Zhao Hong's eyes were bright and he looked at Yan Chun intently.
Who is Princess Wen?
"Your Majesty, your lips are dead and your teeth are cold. Once the Tatars attack Xixia, the Jin Dynasty will follow, and then the Song Dynasty. The Song Dynasty, a state of etiquette, should put aside its past grudges, form a brotherly state with Xixia and Dajin, and jointly reject the Tatars."
Yan Chun was secretive and never revealed his identity.
"Your Majesty, you are right. The Song Dynasty, the Jin Dynasty, and the Xixia Dynasty all followed Chinese etiquette, read all Confucian classics, and all spoke Chinese. Don't say that Tatars know Chinese characters, I'm afraid they don't speak much Chinese. In other words, there is indeed no collusion."
Zhao Hong's words made Yan Chun, Luo Shichang and others look gentler.
It seems that this young emperor of the Song Dynasty is a sensible person.
"Emperor of the Song Dynasty, so you are willing to save me, Daxia?"
Luo Shichang asked in a trembling voice.
Without external force, Xixia will perish. If the Song Dynasty sends troops, Xixia may still have the possibility of coming back to life.
"Your Majesty, to be honest, although the Tatar army is invincible, I, the Song Dynasty, are not afraid. The question is, even if I send troops to reinforce Xixia and save Xixia once, can I save it a second time?"
Zhao Hong sighed and shook his head.
"Xixia borders Tatar, and the Tatar army sets off at night and arrives at night. Water from afar cannot quench the thirst of those nearby. Our Song Dynasty has few war horses and lacks maneuverability. Victory will not expand the results, and defeat will collapse thousands of miles. By that time, Xixia will inevitably have to fight again. Perish."
Xixia's national power was seriously damaged and its vitality was severely damaged, and it could no longer resist the invasion of the Tatar army. Xixia did not want to lose its country and its species, so it had no choice but to flee. But in this case, Zhao Hong knew that it would be useless to say it.
Let the monarchs and ministers of Xixia abandon their country and flee, which is a wishful thinking. The Xixia people still have some bravery.
"Your Majesty, people make plans, and God makes things happen. I am already disheartened and want to escape to the mountains and forests. But the country is in trouble, how can I escape? I also ask your Majesty to form an alliance with me in Daxia to fight against the Tatars. Veteran I can’t thank you enough, Xia people can’t thank you enough!
Luo Shichang knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly, making a "dong dong" sound.
At this point, there was no other way. He could only ask the Song people to send troops to rescue Xia, and the dead horse was treated as a living horse.
Zhao Hong signaled, and Wei Liaoweng and Wang Gang stepped forward to help Luo Shichang up. Luo Shichang struggled and refused, and just kowtowed.
While Zhao Hong was hesitating, Yan Chun's black eyes widened, seeming to question Zhao Hong.
"Emperor of the Song Dynasty, do you want to stand by and watch the people of Daxia being slaughtered by the Tatars?"
Zhao Hong couldn't help but smile and chuckled softly.
With the current military strength of the Song Dynasty, equipped with firearms, there is no problem in standing firm, but if they want to fight in the field, they may not be able to do it.
For a weak person to become a strong person, it takes time and space. There is a process.
"Your Majesty, the Tatars are powerful. You must not use weapons rashly. Otherwise, if the war breaks out, all lives will be destroyed. Your Majesty, please think carefully!"
"Your Majesty, our Song Dynasty is in ruins and waiting for prosperity. It is unwise to engage in war with the Tatars at this time. Your Majesty must not be impulsive and think twice before acting!"
Xue Ji and Xuan Zhen, one behind the other, urged each other urgently.
It seems that the Tatars are powerful, and the two participating ministers have a conservative attitude.
"Xue Qing, Xuan Qing, please be patient and don't be impatient. I will make my own decision."
Zhao Hong faced Luo Shichang and asked softly.
"Your Majesty, is the Tatar's Western Expedition over?"
Zhao Hong wanted to confirm again to facilitate his decision-making.
"Back to Your Majesty, the Tatar Western Expedition has ended, and Genghis Khan has divided his disciples into feudal states. The Tatars captured Yinzhou last year and have not retreated. They want to attack Xixia, which is not far away."
Luo Shichang's words made Zhao Hong fall into deep thought.
It seems that, just like in history, Genghis Khan divided several sons among his sons because of his injuries during the Western Expedition. This also led him to attack Xixia and finally died in Liupanshui.
Genghis Khan, the so-called genius of the generation who only knew how to bend a bow and shoot eagles, wanted to have a fight with him and have a romantic relationship. The Mongols have cavalry and they have firearms. Can his descendants of the Song Dynasty, carrying firearms, have a fight with the invincible Mongolian cavalry?
However, the Song Dynasty was in ruins and waiting to be revived. At this time, he did not have the confidence to fight in the field with the Mongolian army.
It is still necessary to send troops at the right time to achieve a breakthrough.
"Your Majesty, if the Song Dynasty is willing to send troops, I will also urge the Jin Dynasty to join. At that time, the three parties will form an alliance to fight against the Tatars together. I wonder what your Majesty thinks?"
Yan Chun urged Zhao Hong, his brows furrowed, as if he was impatient.
"Shopkeeper Yan, are you the Princess of Xixia or the Princess of Jin?"
Zhao Hong finally spoke and asked about Yan Chun.
Yan Chun, is he Li Yanchun or Wan Yanchun?
"Emperor Song, why do you ask these questions? Just tell me directly, are you willing to form an alliance with Daxia and send troops to save Xia?"
Yan Chun's arrogance was as cold and impatient as ever.
"Your Majesty, aren't you and Princess Wen of the Kingdom of Jin good friends? How come you don't know each other?"
Pig teammate Luo Shichang betrayed Yan Chun without hesitation.
It's been so long, Xixia can't afford to wait while he's still pretending to be a fool.
"Great Jin Kingdom? Princess Wen Kingdom? End...Yan Chun!"
Zhao Hong was slightly startled. He looked at Yan Chun and laughed softly.
Yan Chun, Wan Yan Chun, the princesses of the Kingdom of Jin! I should have thought of it earlier!
