Facing Kuochu, the Mongolian prince who had never appeared in history, Zhao Hong said something else.
"Kuochu, in the future you will take over as the Great Khan of Mongolia. I hope you can save the people of the world from the ravages of war and let them live and work in peace and contentment."
"Thank you Emperor Song!"
Zhao Hong didn't know how Tongshi translated it. Brother Meng and Kuo Chu both touched their chests and saluted. The two men's eyes were fixed on the long sword at Zhao Hong's waist.
This must be the legendary "Sword of the Song Dynasty".
Zhao Hong was an easy-going person and generally did not require his ministers and ministers to kneel down. Therefore, Yelu Chucai, Meng Ge and others did not have the etiquette of kneeling down, and the ministers did not take it seriously.
Speaking of which, it is no longer an open secret that the emperor of this dynasty hates kneeling.
"Two gentlemen, why are you here today?"
Zhao Hong smiled slightly, made a gesture of invitation, and picked up the teacup himself.
"Emperor Song, the Jin Dynasty is our ancient enemy of Mongolia. Our Mongolian army went south and vowed to destroy it. Why should Emperor Song become an enemy of our Mongolian country for the sake of our eternal enemy Jin Dynasty?"
Yelu Chucai looked gentle and spoke first.
As the leader of the peace process, he wanted to take the lead and occupy a moral high ground, leaving the people of Song Dynasty speechless.
"Emperor Song, our Mongolian army's 70,000 soldiers were killed and injured, and Zong Wang Tuo Lei was killed in battle. It was all done by the officers and soldiers of the Song Dynasty. The blood debt is heavy and outrageous. Doesn't the Emperor Song need to give Mongolia an explanation?"
Li Bangrui said with a dark face.
Zhao Hong laughed secretly in his heart. One has a red face and the other has a white face. The usual tricks of these two golden partners have failed over time and lack creativity.
As for Kuo Chu and Meng Ge not talking, it may be that these two younger generations of Mongolia don't know much about diplomacy. Torre was killed in battle. As Torre's son, Meng Ge was calm and reserved. He was a talented person.
Yang Guo, the Condor Hero, come out quickly and crush him.
Zhao Hong drank tea without saying anything. Xuan Zhen, Minister of the Ministry of War, sneered and picked up the topic.
"Your Majesty, the Mongolian army wanted to borrow the road, but we, the Rongsi of Lizhou West Road, refused. The Tuo Lei tribe forcibly borrowed the road, broke the Wuxiu Pass, massacred thousands of our Song Dynasty soldiers and civilians, and then attacked Xingyuan Fucheng without any reason. Everything our army is doing is to fight against the invasion of the Mongolian army. Your envoy is confusing right and wrong, so please refrain from talking!"
During the Battle of Hanzhong, he was immersed in the battle and witnessed the entire battle process with his own eyes. The Mongolian invasion was a sure thing, impeccable.
"Your Majesty, the Mongolian army has entered our territory of the Song Dynasty, burned, killed and looted. Should our army just swallow its anger and respectfully offer money, food and guides to protect the Mongolian army? Do you really think that our Song Dynasty is easy to bully?" "
Participate in political affairs and show true virtue, followed by an indignant sentence.
The 70,000 Mongolian army was gathered and annihilated by the Song Dynasty king's army. Zhen Dexiu's confidence suddenly increased a lot.
Li Bangrui and Yelu Chucai looked at each other, and Li Bangrui said with a dark face:
"Emperor Song, do you mean that the Song Dynasty must be an enemy of Mongolia?"
Tongshi translated in a low voice, Meng Ge and Kuo Chu looked at Zhao Hong together.
"Your Majesty, Mongolia is settled in Mobei. Does it mean that it must be an enemy of the Song Dynasty?"
Zhao Hong remained silent, and Zou Yinglong, the political advisor, immediately refuted.
The general manager behind Brother Meng was respectful and carefully translated in a low voice to the two seated Brother Meng.
Zhao Hong glanced at him. As the general translated, a look of anger appeared on Brother Meng's face, which he quickly concealed.
Meng Ge is 23 years old and he is 29 years old. When I was 23, it seemed that there was no city like Meng Ge.
As for the 26-year-old Kuo Chu, he remained silent and his expression hardly changed.
The younger generation of Mongolia, including Kuo Duan, Kuo Chu, Meng Ge, and Kublai Khan, are all immediate heroes. Compared with the greenhouse flowers of Song Lizong and Song Duzong, they are simply not too overwhelming.
Zhao Hong pondered, Song Chen refused to give in, tit for tat, Yelu Chucai had no choice but to speak again.
"Emperor Song, the Jin Dynasty is the common enemy of Mongolia and the Song Dynasty. Why should the Song Dynasty help the tiger? In the battle of Hanzhong, all festivals were wiped out. The two countries of Song and Mongolia jointly destroyed the Jin Dynasty. The land of Henan belonged to the Song Dynasty, and the land of Hebei Return to Mongolia. What do you think, Your Majesty?"
Yelu Chucai observed Zhao Hong's expression and reaction carefully.
The people of the Song Dynasty dreamed of restoring the land of Henan, where there are the tombs of their ancestors and the city of Tokyo that thousands of people of the Song Dynasty dream about. This proposal should be full of sincerity.
Torre also raised his head and carefully observed Zhao Hong's expression.
"Your Majesty, the shame of Jingkang and the humiliation of crossing to the south will be remembered by everyone in our Song Dynasty. Restoring the Central Plains and restoring the land of our ancestors is our own business and does not require the intervention of Mongolia."
Zhao Hong remained silent, and Xuan Zhen, Minister of the Ministry of War, immediately spoke and rejected Yelu Chucai's "kindness".
"So, does the Song Dynasty really want to be the enemy of Mongolia?"
Li Bangrui was so angry that he couldn't help but raise his voice an octave higher.
"Your Majesty, we, the Great Song Dynasty, will handle our own family affairs ourselves. There is no need to say anything, Your Majesty. If the forced passage happens again, I, the Great Song Dynasty, will not be polite!"
Having long been accustomed to Zhao Hong's toughness, Zhen Dexiu said flatly and without any politeness.
Li Bangrui's eyes widened, and Yelu Chucai quickly stopped him.
"Your Majesty, how Mongolia and the Song Dynasty will deal with each other in the future, peace or war, all depends on your Majesty's thoughts. Please make it clear."
Yelu Chucai's words immediately silenced the hall. Everyone was silent, waiting for Zhao Hong's words.
"Sir, I won't say anything unnecessary. The Song people do not need Mongolia to intervene in the matter of destroying the Jin Dynasty. The grievances between Mongolia and the Song Dynasty should be wiped out. This is my attitude. Several distinguished envoys have other matters to discuss. ?"
Zhao Hong coughed slightly and started the topic.
To be honest, he was tired of these wars of words.
Yelu Chucai and others looked at each other. Yelu Chucai and Meng Ge said a few words, and Meng Ge nodded slightly.
"Emperor Song, the Great Khan sent me here to negotiate peace with the Song Dynasty. The two sides shook hands and made peace, and stopped fighting forever."
Yelu Chucai's words shocked all the officials.
In the Battle of Hanzhong, the Mongolian army suffered heavy losses, so they just stopped pursuing it?
This does not seem to be the usual style of the Mongolian cavalry.
"Stop fighting forever?"
Zhao Hong laughed, thought for a moment, and then said:
"Two gentlemen, the two rivers are my hometown in the Song Dynasty, and the Song Dynasty will be restored sooner or later. Please report back to Ogedai Khan. If the two rivers can be returned to the Song Dynasty, I will burst into tears and will be deeply touched. In return, The Song Dynasty and Mongolia are brothers. The Song Dynasty gives Mongolia 500,000 guan of silver and 500,000 shi of grain every year. The gift will be valid for the rest of Ogedai Khan's lifetime and he will never break his promise."
"Your Majesty, you must not!"
Zhen Dexiu was shocked and quickly bowed to Zhao Hongsu.
"Your Majesty, in the old Chanyuan Alliance, the Song Dynasty only sent 100,000 taels of silver and 200,000 bolts of silk to the Liao Dynasty every year. During the Shaoxing Peace Conference, the Song Dynasty paid an annual tribute of 250,000 taels of silver and 200,000 bolts of silk to the Jin Dynasty. The tribute of 500,000 taels of silver is more than the Shaoxing peace treaty, this move is absolutely unacceptable!"
"Your Majesty, 500,000 taels of silver and 500,000 shi of grain. This move is too hasty. Your Majesty, think twice!"
Xuan Zhen, the Minister of War, looked solemn and tried to admonish the emperor.
"Your Majesty, think twice!"
"Your Majesty, think carefully!"
Zou Yinglong and Wei Liaoweng, the Minister of War, also made suggestions to Zhao Hong.
When Yelu Chucai and others were astonished, Zhao Hong said decisively.
"I have made up my mind, no more words to say!"
Looking at Yelu Chucai and others, Zhao Hong looked gentle again.
"Gentlemen, do you have anything else important to do?"
Wokuotai and Li Bangrui looked at each other in confusion. Meng Ge looked at Zhao Hong in surprise and whispered a few words to Yelu Chucai.
Yelu Chucai bowed respectfully to Zhao Hong.
"Emperor Song, ceding the two rivers is a matter of no small importance. We and I cannot make a decision. It will not be too late to reply to Your Majesty after we return to the grassland and report to the Great Khan of Ogedai."
500,000 taels of silver, 500,000 shi of grain, and the cession of two rivers. Of course they couldn't decide on such a big matter.
However, Yelu Chucai believed that if this matter spread to the grassland, it would definitely cause an uproar. Especially those like Baidar who plan to use the two rivers to herd sheep and horses, must agree with it.
After Yelu Chucai finished speaking, Zhao Hong nodded slightly.
In the battle south, Mongolia suffered heavy losses and its vitality was severely damaged. Within a few years, it was feared that it would no longer be possible to march south and to the west.
"Emperor Song, Prince Meng wants to know, what kind of person is a great hero?"
When Brother Meng spoke, Tongshi immediately translated it.
"What kind of person is a great hero?"
Zhao Hong pondered for a moment, then looked at Brother Meng and replied solemnly:
"The so-called great heroes save the people from fire and water, and save the people from hanging upside down. Those who can leave a "good" word in the hearts of the people are great heroes. And those who kill and abuse the people, massacre the city at every turn, even the women, children, old and young are not spared. Those who have passed it are just beasts. This is what I say from my heart, and I encourage you."
After being translated by Tongshi, Brother Meng's face turned red and he lowered his head and said nothing.
Zhao Hong glanced at the aggrieved Brother Meng and withdrew his gaze.
Different ways do not lead to mutual understanding, and we will never have a common language with these people.
"Emperor Song, do you want to continue sending troops north?"
The taciturn Kuo Chu finally spoke and glanced at the two maps on the wall.
"Prince Kuoche, I also want to say something from my heart. I hope you don't mind."
When he came to this era, the trajectory of history had already shifted. This Mongolian prince who died in Xiangyang in history may have a different fate.
"Song Emperor, please speak!"
Kuo came out to caress his chest and saluted, and Tongshi translated it respectfully.
"The country is rich, and the capable and virtuous live in it. But no matter who is in charge of the world, he must love the people. We Han people have a saying, the people are the most precious, the country is second, and the king is the least. I give it to the prince Kuochu , I hope you will be kind to all people in the future and do not abuse and kill people. Any atrocities and evil acts of massacre of people in the world will be punished by me, the King of the Song Dynasty."
After finishing the translation, Tongshi bowed his head and bowed, saying something, but his face remained calm.
The capable and virtuous people in the world should live there. The Song Emperor's intention couldn't be more obvious. I'm afraid it's only a matter of time before we send troops north.
"Thank you Emperor Song!"
The general's voice sounded, and all the ministers in the royal study bowed and said yes. Yelu Chucai and Li Bangrui were also in awe.
The Song Emperor loved his people like a son and could be a wise king in the world. However, that sentence indicates that there will be a war between Song and Mongolia in the future.
"Emperor Song, if Song and Mongolia cannot cede the two rivers as they wish, can't Song and Mongolia cease fighting forever and become brotherly countries? Do they have to make rivers of blood flow and mountains of corpses pile up? The people are in dire straits. , how could it be that the Emperor Song wished for all life to be devastated?"
Li Bangrui said loudly again, but there was already an element of begging in his tone.
Are we going to get nothing by entering the Song Dynasty to seek peace this time?
With 500,000 taels of silver and 500,000 shi of grain, it would be impossible to cede the two rivers, and it would be meaningless.
Brother Meng suddenly spoke and spoke for a while, followed by Kuo Chu. Li Bangrui looked ugly and said nothing.
"Mr. Li, Mr. Yelu, it is the lifelong wish of a gentleman to cultivate his moral integrity, manage his family, govern the country and bring peace to the world. If you two are willing to come to our court and take office, envoys will be sent to comfort you at any time. You can appease the people and serve the country and the people. You might as well think about it.”
Zhao Hong remained unmoved, spoke in a gentle tone, and changed the subject.
Li Bangrui and Yelu Chucai looked at each other. Before they could speak, Meng Ge babbled again, and the general manager had to translate it.
"Emperor Song, Li Bangrui and Yelu Chucai are our ministers of Mongolia, and they will naturally serve Mongolia. It seems very inappropriate for Emperor Song to do this."
Hearing Tongshi's words, some of the generals and ministers wanted to get angry, but Zhao Hong's eyes stopped him.
"I just love my talents, you two don't mind."
Zhao Hong laughed and changed the topic.
"Mr. Yelu, Mr. Li, I wish you both a prosperous official career in Mongolia and new achievements."
At this time, it doesn't seem to be against the rules to say something for the occasion.
"Emperor Song, thank you for your kindness. However, both of us are Mongolian ministers, and we are respected by Ogedai Khan. We should be loyal to Mongolia and Ogedai Khan."
Yelu Chucai spoke in Mongolian, and Tongshi translated loudly. Zhao Hong smiled and did not seem to be unhappy.
"Two gentlemen, two princes and princes, how many years have passed in their lives, they have been singing to each other over wine. Ogedai Khan likes fine wine. When they go back, they will bring more of each, as well as Chinese products such as glass, porcelain, pendulums, soaps, etc. Tell him , I ask him to consider my proposal in exchange for the two rivers carefully. Song and Mongolia have good relations and will always be a country of brothers."
Zhao Hong laughed and finished his words.
"Thank you, Emperor Song!"
Yelu Chucai and Li Bangrui paid homage together.
Emperor Song was not tough enough and there was still room for relaxation. This trip was finally not in vain.
"Your Majesty, we are preparing a banquet in the palace. I will personally entertain several Mongolian envoys and sing songs over the wine. I will not return until I am drunk!"
Zhao Hong laughed loudly, Yelu Chucai, Li Bangruituo Lei and others saluted together and went to the side hall to take a rest.
"Your Majesty, do you really want 500,000 taels of silver per year and 500,000 shi of grain to buy back Lianghe?"
Zhen Dexiu couldn't help but said something resentful.
"Your Majesty, buying back Lianghe is probably just wishful thinking of Your Majesty. The Tatars will not agree."
Xuan Zhen also shook his head.
"Zhen Gong, Xuan Gong, you two are truly sincere gentlemen. What you said at the negotiation table, you took seriously!"
Zhao Hong looked at the gloomy-looking ministers in power and snorted coldly.
"The land of the Central Plains and the sixteen states of Yanyun have to be taken back by me, the Great Song Dynasty. How can I buy it with money? When the time is right and there is enough money and food, I will make the Northern Expedition and drive the Tatar army out of the two rivers in one fell swoop. !”
Zhao Hong shouted loudly, Zhen Dexiu and Xuan Zhen nodded, and all the ministers felt relieved.
After following Zhao Hong for so long, they all understood in their hearts. As Zhao Hong said, in a time of great strife, the weak and the strong preyed on the strong. What the Song people lost could only be taken back by themselves.
