Zhang Tiangang and Wanyan Hezhou were about to withdraw in disgrace, and Zhao Hong's face darkened.
"Zhang Tiangang, Wanyan Hezhou, I will say it again. Come back and sit down!"
A weak country has no diplomacy, and the Meng envoy's attitude towards Zhang Tiangang was vividly explained.
Seeing Zhao Hong's cold eyes and livid face, Zhang Tiangang and Wanyan Hezhou were stunned, not knowing whether to leave or stay.
Is Zhao Hong's move a demonstration against the Mongolian envoys, or is he forcing them to take sides?
Everyone was shocked, Zhang Tiangang and Wanyan Hezhou hesitated, and Zhao Hong's face darkened.
"Zhang Tiangang, since you don't want to negotiate, then get out. Don't regret it!"
"Yes, yes, I obey your order!"
Zhang Tiangang and Wanyan joined Zhou Weinuo and quickly came over to sit down.
At war with Mongolia, there is no way to avoid it. Under such circumstances, how could it be possible to offend the powerful Song Dynasty?
In other words, bringing Da Song into the war with Mongolia would be of great benefit to Da Jin without any harm.
"Emperor Song, what are you going to do? Do you have to go against our great Mongolian country?"
Wang Jie blurted out in desperation.
What on earth is this Emperor Song trying to do?
To be honest, he really couldn't keep up with this person's rhythm.
"It's none of your business, don't interfere!"
After Zhao Hong finished instructing Wang Jian, he looked at Shu Erche and asked coldly.
"You, that's you, what tree or car, what did you just say? You said you want the Song Dynasty to flow like a river of blood, leaving no chickens or dogs behind?"
Being angry can hurt his body, but once his temper rises, he really can't control it.
A country is easy to change, its nature is hard to change, and a donkey's temper cannot be changed either. No wonder I was so miserable in my previous life.
Thinking about it, he couldn't stand the inadvertent shallowness and vulgarity of those girls. He deserved to be single.
"Emperor Song, Shuerche just spoke out of anger and indiscriminately. He didn't mean it like this. Emperor Song asked envoys from both countries to come together, which is inconsistent with etiquette and unfair to our great Mongolian country. We don't accept it!"
Wang Jian was shocked when he saw Zhao Hong's unkind expression, and subconsciously explained.
To be honest, he had never been so polite as he was today when he was envoy to Jinxia and other countries in the Western Regions.
"Emperor Song, let the people of Song bleed like rivers and leave no chickens or dogs behind. That's what I said. What do you want? Do you want to be the enemy of my Mongolian army?"
Wang Jie was very polite, but Shu Erche was not afraid.
The situation is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change, and this has always been the case with him.
"Shu'er is so thorough. Please listen carefully. I will only say it once."
Zhao Hong sat up straight, his eyes bright.
"I have decided to accept the surrender of the Great Xia Kingdom. From now on, the Xia Kingdom will be the territory of the Song Dynasty, Xixia Road, and will be under the rule of the Song Dynasty. Anyone who dares to launch troops on the Xixia Road will be tantamount to declaring war on the Song Dynasty. I will never No mercy. That's one of them."
Zhao Hong said it coldly, and Wang Jian quickly grabbed the angry Shuerche.
"Mongolia wants to use the Song Dynasty to attack the Jin Dynasty, but it is ambitious and wishful thinking. If you want to use the road, go back and tell Ogedai that you can take it by force. I will accompany you to the end. This is the second one."
When Shuerche and Wang Jian were surprised, Zhao Hong continued.
"Besides, go back and tell your Great Khan that there are many beautiful places in the country, and those who are capable can live in them. But killing in a barbaric manner, especially the killing of unarmed civilians, is a butcher and a beast, and cannot be tolerated by nature. Let him be treated kindly. Governing the people should be based on the people, otherwise we, the warriors of the Song Dynasty, will attack them. This is the third principle."
Zhao Hong looked at the two people who were listening carefully and snorted coldly.
"Wang Jie, I'm a master of martial arts, especially I'm a master of martial arts. Listen carefully. You two have made arrogant remarks to me many times today and spewed feces. It really stinks. I'll kill you two. Human beings are just like crushing one or two bugs. But I won’t do this, it’s too boring and too unchallenging!”
Zhao Hong waved his hand coldly, with disgust on his brows.
"You two, go back quickly before I change my mind."
"Did you hear that? Go back quickly and don't be embarrassed!"
Li Tang's face was livid, and he followed Zhao Hong and shouted angrily.
Zhao Hong's words simply spoke to his heart.
"Your Majesty, don't use force or intimidation any more. Go back and tell the Great Khan of Mongolia that it is unlucky to be a soldier. It is better to use less weapons and rest with the people."
Xue Ji's face was full of bitterness, and he shook his head and said it.
Xuan Zhen's face was tense and full of anger, he pointed his finger and shouted angrily.
"Your Majesty, how unreasonable are you to speak rudely and threaten me in front of me, the Emperor of Song Dynasty? Do you think that I, the Emperor of Song Dynasty, can be intimidated by you?"
"Emperor of the Song Dynasty, the country of etiquette in the Song Dynasty, is this the way you treat guests in the Song Dynasty? Is the Song Dynasty a declaration of war against our Mongolian country?"
Wang Jie was startled and wanted to threaten him, but his voice could not rise.
"Hospitality? Are you worthy of it?"
Zhao Hong raised his eyelids, sneered, and suddenly became angry.
"He went to war without declaring it, and directly sent troops to invade the territory of our Song Dynasty. He broke into Jiezhou City and massacred tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians of our Song Dynasty in an attempt to force our Song Dynasty to surrender and surrender. Later, he burned, killed, and looted in our territory of Song Dynasty. He committed numerous crimes and was really worthy of the punishment. Have I, the Song Dynasty, forgotten? What kind of guests are you, just a bunch of crazy beasts!"
After a pause, Zhao Hong's voice became softer, but still cold and stern.
"Three years ago, our Song Dynasty was weak, but I was not afraid of your Mongolian army. Three years later, I have hundreds of thousands of warriors ready to fight. If you want to be strong, you must first see if you have the strength. "
After Zhao Hong finished speaking, he leaned back, narrowed his eyes, and ignored Wang Jie.
He was too lazy to pay attention to these Mongolian envoys who had difficulty communicating and only knew the truth.
"Get out of here! Are you still waiting for dinner? Wine and food are for entertaining guests, not for feeding animals!"
Li Tang was in high spirits and drank angrily.
"Hospitality? It's better to go back and study hard. All the ways of sages have been read into the dog's belly!"
Xuan Zhen shook his head, his face full of indignation.
How could two little messengers be so bossy and arrogant?
Is this how they always treat guests?
"They don't read the books of sages, they only know how to burn, kill and loot. They only recognize who has the strongest fist!"
Wei Liaoweng added coldly.
"Emperor Song, take care of yourself!"
He bowed his hands and pulled Shuerche, who was still in a daze, and hurried out of the hall.
The peace talks have broken down, the matter is over, and there is no need to stay.
He could see that Emperor Song Longyan was furious and had murderous intentions. If the cow is gored again, I am afraid that the head will be in danger.
Aggression and expansion are the national policy of the Great Mongolia. Anyway, those Mongolian nobles who are ready to make a move will not miss the opportunity to go south to attack Xia and cut the Jin. They will just go back and report the truth.
When the two came out, many students from the Jinling Martial Arts Hall had gathered on the concrete avenue and beside the teaching field. They all looked unkind and blocked the way, looking at Shuerche and others coldly.
"What are you looking at? Get out of the way!"
Shuerche was sweating profusely and waved his hand impatiently, asking the students on the road to give way.
"Go back to your great Mongolian country! Don't come back!"
"Get out of here! Don't do anything evil along the way, or you'll get your head chopped off!"
"Go back and tell those bullshit Mongolian nobles of yours not to go south again, otherwise they will die ugly!"
The students were all talking loudly, making sarcastic remarks, and no one gave way.
Shuerche was furious and pulled out the knife with a "clang" sound.
"Get out of the way! Otherwise, don't blame my knife for not recognizing anyone!"
Shuer's face turned red and he shouted loudly.
"What, you want to kill someone?"
A tall and strong student pushed aside several cold-faced classmates and stepped forward. He stretched out his dark and thick neck in front of Shuerche's knife and pointed at his head.
"Cut here. If Wang Zuo frowns, I am your grandson!"
"And I, Yang Liguo, cut here, don't hesitate!"
Another strong and strong student came up, pointed at his black donkey face, and provoked the soldiers.
"You humble people..."
Shuer Che's face was red and white, and he swung the knife, intending to cut it off.
"Shu'erche, don't cause trouble!"
Wang Jie snatched the knife from Shuerche's hand and put it back into its sheath.
"Everyone, give me a moment. We are the envoys of the Great Mongolia. We are just diplomatic, so leave it alone!"
Wang Jian shouted loudly, not forgetting to look back at the Song Dynasty official who sent them out.
The officer turned his head away, as if he didn't notice what was happening.
Wang Jie and Shu Erche had no choice but to squeeze through the crowd of students with unkind expressions. After stumbling and struggling for a long time, they finally managed to get out soaking wet.
"Everyone, I won't give it away!"
At the gate of Jinling Martial Arts Hall, the official bowed his hands casually and turned to leave.
"These damn Southerners!"
Shu'er was so angry that her orifices were filled with smoke, but the students' cheers could be heard behind her.
"Go away! You are not welcome here!"
"Go back quickly!"
Looking back, the big iron door of Jinling Martial Arts Hall has been slowly closed, and it seems that they have been ordered to expel them.
"Shu'erche, it's better not to cause trouble. It's important to go back and recover!"
Wang Jie said softly and glanced at the motionless guards on both sides of the gate with mixed emotions.
The Emperor of Song Dynasty is so tough, the people of Song Dynasty are so brave and fierce, and coupled with the legendary ferocious firearms, future battles may not be easy to fight.
Shu Erche waited for the Mongolian envoy to leave. Zhao Hong looked at the dumbfounded Jin envoy Zhang Tiangang and the smile returned to his face.
"Mr. Zhang, if you have any important matters here this time, please come together one by one."
Tens of millions of people in Sichuan disappeared; the southerners were classified as the fourth class, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians from Yashan went to sea...
In his day, don’t even think about it! He doesn’t need other people’s understanding either!
"Your Majesty, I have nothing serious to do with you. I just want to see Your Majesty. I have some small things to trouble Your Majesty. I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss Your Majesty very much."
Zhang Tiangang and Wanyan Hezhou both had smiles on their faces, and Zhang Tiangang replied respectfully.
There was a feud between the Song Dynasty and the Jin Dynasty. This time I sent the envoy to the Song Dynasty because I was afraid that the Song Dynasty would destroy the Jin Dynasty. When I saw him today, Zhao Hong had such a tough attitude towards the Mongolian envoy, which was tantamount to declaring war on Mongolia.
This situation was far beyond their expectations. What they were worried about did not happen. He really had nothing to say.
"Emperor of the Song Dynasty, I hope that the Song Dynasty will do its best to deal with matters in the northwest border."
Wanyan joined Zhou to add something extravagantly, with a flattering smile.
"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Wanyan, go back and report to the gold master. I will tighten the northwest fence to prevent the Tatar army from taking advantage of it. Dai Jin only needs to prevent the Tatar army from attacking from the front. As for the flanks, leave it to them. I am a soldier of the Song Dynasty’s border army.”
Zhao Hong was calm and said with a smile.
Without him tightening the fence, the Mongolian army would go south and invade the Song Dynasty. There is no need to elaborate on these things that have been verified in history.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Zhang Tiangang and Wan Yanhe looked at each other, both smiling.
It would be great to have the Song Army on the flanks to contain them.
Best, the war between Mongolia and Song Dynasty would result in both sides losing. The Jin Kingdom would sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, reaping the benefits. This is the best outcome and what they most want to see.
Of course, these words cannot be spoken.
"Your Majesty, I have one more small matter that I would like to ask Your Majesty to fulfill."
Zhang Tiangang said with an apologetic smile on his face.
"The battle between Jin and Meng is imminent. Please ask your Majesty to reinforce some firearms and some war horses to cope with the future war."
With the indestructible firearms of the Song people, it seemed more confident to deal with the Mongolian cavalry galloping freely.
"Mr. Zhang, please forgive me. I don't have enough firearms manufactured by the Song Dynasty, so I'm afraid I won't be able to reinforce your country. As for the war horses, we can consider them."
Afraid that Zhao Hong would "give generously", Xuan Zhen quickly spoke out.
How can firearms, the most important weapon of the country, be given to others?
Not to mention, the feud between Song and Jin Dynasties is difficult to reconcile, and there will always be a day when swordsmen will meet.
"Your Majesty, our Song Dynasty has accumulated more than 200,000 troops in the northwest. We need countless firearms and horses, and we have too much time to take care of ourselves. Your Majesty, you should give up on this idea."
Xue Ji followed Xuan Zhen and flatly refused.
Now I feel tender and affectionate, it is because my lips are dead and my teeth are cold, and the current situation is forcing me. Once the Tatar army is defeated, as time goes by, it will inevitably be a life-and-death national war between the Song and Jin Dynasties.
"Your Majesty, can the fees for leasing Lintao Mansion and other places be exchanged for firearms or war horses and handed over to our country?"
Zhang Tiangang did not give up and continued.
With indestructible firearms, we are much more confident in dealing with the Mongolian army. Only with more war horses can we have more confidence in dealing with the Mongolian cavalry.
Princess Wen Guo intercepted a cart of firearms from the Song army. Unfortunately, the artillery was not easy to make, and no gunpowder was found.
The Mongolian cavalry could attack at any time, and there was no other way but to ask Emperor Song for help.
"Mr. Zhang, we will talk about these things later. We will arrange a banquet immediately. I will entertain you two until you get drunk."
Zhao Hong had a smile on his face and brushed off the matter of firearms and horses.
Song and Jin have sworn hatred. If he supports the Jin Kingdom with firearms, will he still be the emperor?
Who dares to desecrate the heavy national pain?
"Mr. Zhang, may I ask how Princess Wen is doing now? Is everything okay?"
Unknowingly, Zhao Hong thought of the long-legged Wanyan Chunlai in his heart.
Wan Yanchun was the first woman he fell in love with in this time and space. It is human nature to never forget her.
"Your Majesty, I am sorry that Princess Wen has never been married. She is cultivating herself in Daijin and lives in seclusion. Even the old officials rarely see her."
Zhang Tiangang was smiling all over his face. Seeing the disappointment on Zhao Hong's face, he muttered to himself.
It seems that the Emperor of the Song Dynasty is still a lover.
For the Kingdom of Jin, which was suffering from internal and external troubles, if it could make peace with the Song Dynasty, it might really have a chance to escape.
Unfortunately, the hatred between Song and Jin was too deep and heavy. It may be too difficult to get married.
However, there are 200,000 Song troops constraining the northwest flank. How easy is it for the Mongolian army to break through the Tongguan and Yellow River defense lines at the same time?
