At the beginning of the lanterns, the Huixian Tower located in the south of Haotian Temple in the northern city of Yanjing City is brightly lit, filled with laughter, singing, dancing, and people drinking wine, creating a scene of splendor between heaven and earth.
In the luxurious curtained room, the candlelight flickered slightly. Li Chaoyun sat in front of the window, frowning, looking at the starry night sky outside in trance.
The dilapidated Yanjing City, things and people have changed, why do people always think of the past?
I recall how much fun I had as a young man, going to the Alum Tower with lights on late at night.
When the Jin Kingdom established its capital in Yanjing City, Huixian Tower attracted countless wealthy businessmen, princes, grandsons, literati and poets to come here to play and drink. Although she was young at the time, she had heard her parents and elder brothers talk about the luxury and style of Huixian Tower.
But today, she has become a singer in Huixian Tower in Yanjing City, drifting with the crowd and fending for herself.
I am a melancholy guest in the human world. I know what happened to you, and I burst into tears. I recall my life with the sound of heartbreak.
The nights are long and the days are like years. Who knows the bitterness and worries of a person whose country has been ruined and her family is ruined?
"Everyone Li, it's noisy and lively outside, why are you so depressed?"
Song Shiren's voice came, as soft as the chirping of mosquitoes. Li Chaoyun was startled. She stood up and looked in the direction of the door, then went over and closed the door and window.
"Mr. Song, how did you get in?"
If you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything, if Song Shiren comes at this time, there must be something big.
"Don't worry, Li. I bribed the boy to sneak in through the back door, but I can only stay for a while."
Song Shiren looked at Li Chaoyun and frowned slightly.
"Looking at you looking unhappy, is there nothing wrong?"
The madam wouldn't let him in, so Li Chaoyun must have some distinguished guests tonight.
"Adhesion Chongshan may be coming tonight. Sir, are you here today for something important?"
Li Chaoyun's eyes flickered and he tried to stay calm.
Song Shiren didn't speak. He carefully observed Li Chaoyun's expression, his eyes burning.
As a latent agent, you need to be calm, cautious and considerate. If you can't control your emotions, this is a big no-no.
Li Chaoyun glanced at Song Shiren, his eyes a little unnatural.
"Mr. Song, there's nothing wrong with me. I'm just in a bad mood."
The two sat down at the table. Song Shiren hesitated for a moment before speaking.
"Everyone Li, I can't get away, so I can only come here at this time. I have to pick up a batch of goods later, so I came here to explain it to you."
Li Chaoyun nodded, understanding.
Through bribery of officials, smuggling and other means, firearms from the south were continuously transported to the north. On the black market in Yanjing City, even thunderbolts could be bought, and it was not known whether they were real or fake.
However, none of this has anything to do with her. What she wanted was for Mongolian officials to be captured and killed, and for Mongolia's rule in Lianghe to disappear, not to assassinate a few insignificant Mongolian officials.
"Everyone Li, the last Northern Expedition was suddenly called off because something unexpected happened. The Tatar army suddenly went south, and the Empress Dowager returned to heaven. No one could do anything about it."
Song Shiren approached Li Chaoyun and lowered his voice.
"I came today to tell you something and to make you happy. My Northern Expedition army is about to go north."
"Really?"
Li Chaoyun perked up, his eyes became warm, and he immediately asked again.
"Mr. Song, you won't change again this time, right?"
"Military and national affairs are nothing to play with!"
Song Shiren said seriously, and he became energetic.
"This time, the Song Dynasty will gather more than 300,000 troops to go north, aiming at the Yanyun Sixteenth Prefecture, and occupy Lianghe and the Yanyun Sixteenth Prefecture in one fell swoop!"
"Thirty...more than ten thousand troops...two rivers..."
Li Chaoyun was shocked and his eyes widened.
"So what are we going to do?"
An army of more than 300,000 people, but a national war, is enough to wipe out the snakes, insects, rats, and ants in Yanjing City.
"You and I, we have to cooperate with the Northern Expedition. In addition to inciting the Khitans and Han people in Yanyun to rebel and create tension, there is another important thing to do."
Song Shiren clenched his fists and his eyes became cold and stern without realizing it.
"What? What can I do?"
Li Chaoyun looked at him with a ferocious look, and couldn't help being shocked, and asked quickly.
"Assassinate the heavy mountain of bonding!"
Song Shiren took the matter seriously and spoke every word.
"Okay! I'll take care of this!"
In excitement, Li Chaoyun's voice couldn't help but become louder, and she quickly lowered her voice.
"Lianhe Zhongshan has been in Yanjing for a while. As long as he dares to come over, I will take action!"
Nian Zhongshan was the Prime Minister Zuo of the Zhongshu Province of Mongolia, and Yelu Chucai was the Ling of the Zhongshu Province. The two established officials and legislated, appointed talents and enabled them to hold high and powerful positions. If you kill the bonding mountain, the two rivers will be in chaos.
Li Chaoyun thought for a moment and then asked.
"Why not get rid of Yelu Chucai too? These running dogs of the Tatars and traitors of the Jin Kingdom should all be cut to pieces!"
When Li Chaoyun mentioned the words "death by a thousand cuts", his face turned red, his eyes were cold, and he looked completely different from his usual charming image.
Yelu Chucai and Nianhe Chongshan were both former ministers of the Jin Kingdom, and they were able to reach their current high positions after being demoted by the Tatars. These treasonous traitors should all be cut to pieces.
"Everyone Li, don't be anxious, just listen to me. As mentioned above, Yelu Chucai was a great talent. He persuaded Wokuotai to encourage farmers to cultivate mulberry trees in the two rivers, and saved countless Han people. You are a Jurchen, But you are also a Han. The higher-ups have considered everything carefully, and you should know clearly what is more important."
Song Shiren's words made Li Chaoyun startled, staring at the air in front of him in a daze.
Why did Emperor Song value Yelu Chucai so highly? Did Yelu Chucai really save so many Han people? Is it really that important?
"Everyone Li, it's understandable that you want revenge. But don't commit yourself to it for the rest of your life. You're only in your twenties, and you still have a long way to go. To assassinate the Chongshan Mountain, you just need to cooperate. You don't need to do it yourself. "
Seeing Li Chaoyun's sad expression, Song Shiren patiently enlightened him.
The country was ruined and the family was ruined, and he was helpless. As an outsider, he could not understand the pain in Li Chaoyun's heart.
"Mr. Song, don't worry, I will listen to you and I won't miss anything important!"
After a moment, Li Chaoyun spoke, seemingly regaining his mood.
"Under the rule of Mongolia, you and I must be careful at critical moments. After this is completed, you'd better go to Jiangnan or overseas, forget all the sad things, and start your life again there."
Song Shiren looked at Li Chaoyun and said warmly.
When the Song army captures the Sixteenth Prefecture of Yanyun and controls the land of Two Rivers, all the pain will be over and everyone deserves to have a real life.
Suddenly, chaotic footsteps sounded, and the person arrived at the door of Li Chaoyun's room. The knock on the door and the voice of the madam followed.
"Everyone Li, Mr. Chongshan is here!"
Li Chaoyun and Song Shiren in the room were both shocked. Li Chaoyun pointed at the screen, then stood up and replied crisply:
"Mom, I got it. Please come in, Mr. Bond!"
After Li Chaoyun finished speaking, he opened the window a small crack.
Song Shiren quickly stood up and quickly hid deep in the curtain behind the screen.
The door was pushed open, and the two guards from Adhesion Chongshan came in first. They pretended to check, then closed the door and retreated.
In the room, only Li Chaoyun and Nian Lian Zhongshan were left.
"Mr. Adhesion, why are you here?"
Li Chaoyun smiled and moved forward timidly.
"My darling, please let me hold you!"
Nianhe Zhongshan laughed, came up and hugged Li Chaoyun tightly.
"Don't worry! What you want to embrace but doesn't have yet is an opportunity."
Li Chaoyun felt uncomfortable because of his heavy beard. Li Chaoyun was a little embarrassed and subconsciously glanced behind the screen.
Things had happened in a hurry, and she was afraid that Song Shiren would come out at this time and kill the heavy bonding mountain.
But she also hoped that Song Shiren would come out and kill him. In this way, she can be free from this smelly beast in clothes forever.
"Haha, I'm still angry! To tell you the truth, I will go to Juyongguan to pick up someone early tomorrow morning. I may be away for a few days. Tell me, should you give me a good hug?"
Nian Zhongshan hugged Li Chaoyun and nibbled on her face, making Li Chaoyun panting and drooling all over her face.
"Who... is so arrogant that you, the Prime Minister of Zhongshu, have to go and pick it up in person? You are not... lying again!"
Li Chaoyun was surprised. The person who can make Lian Zhongshan pick it up in person must not be an unknown person.
"What Mr. Zhongshu, do you really think it's the Zhongshu Province of the Jin people? It's just Bichachi copied and written by the princes and nobles on the grassland!"
Nianhe Zhongshan let go of Li Chaoyun, said something self-deprecatingly, came to the table and sat down, with his back to Li Chaoyun.
Even Li Chaoyun could see that half of his body was exposed behind the screen.
Song Shiren wouldn't take action at this time, would he?
Li Chaoyun's heart immediately clenched.
"I won't hide it from you. The people coming are Wogatai's favorite Zhenhai, and Wogatai's son Badar. Tell me, can I not pick up such a big shot?"
Ninghe Zhongshan said to himself, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it himself.
During the time of Ogedai Khan, the Zhongshu Province was just a clerk responsible for documents and wealth, and they were not officials of the imperial court. When encountering major events, the Mongolian princes and nobles made decisions behind closed doors, leaving no outsiders behind.
The chief official of the Zhongshu Province was Zhenhai from Klie. The person in charge of the civil affairs and finances of the Western Regions was Mahemu Yalawachi from Khwarazm. The person in charge of the civil affairs and finances of the Central Plains were two surrendered ministers of the Jin Kingdom, Yelu from the Khitan. Chu Cai and the Jurchens bonded over mountains.
As for Badar, he was the son of Ogatai, the brother of Ogedai, the great Tatar Khan, Ogedai's nephew, and a prince of the Tatar princes. He was even more powerful and extraordinary.
When these two people came to Yanjing City, no wonder Nian Lian Zhongshan went to greet them in person.
"Ms. sir, it turns out it's the prince and your superior officer, so you have to go and pick him up. Will Yelu Chucai go too?"
Li Chaoyun said softly, sitting on Nie Zhongshan's lap and hugging his neck.
"I'll pick him up while he stays to deal with political affairs. Otherwise, if everyone goes out and Yanjing City is in a mess, what will happen?"
The devil's claws that adhered to the mountain had begun to swim around Li Chaoyun's body.
"It turns out that... it's like this. That's hard... hard work for you!"
Li Chaoyun gasped, and she couldn't help but be slightly startled when she looked at him.
There was nothing next to the screen, and Song Shiren's body had disappeared.
"Everyone Li, a good night is short, and a spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Let's not waste this good time and get some rest quickly."
Nian Lian Zhongshan laughed, picked up Li Chaoyun, and walked towards the couch.
Li Chaoyun stared at the screen, slightly disappointed.
No need to ask, Song Shiren already had a new plan. With his youth and bravery, it would not be difficult to kill the pampered and over-500-year-old Nian Zhongshan.
Perhaps Song Shiren's eyes had already set his sights on Zhenhai, the Shangguan Kele who was bound to the mountains, and the Tatar prince and minister Badar.
After the joy, the mountains of adhesion left. Li Chaoyun came to the screen, and it turned out that there was no one there. Look at the window again, it's closed.
It seemed that Song Shiren had indeed changed his mind.
"Father, mother, eldest brother, second brother, those Tatar and Jurchen dog thieves, they won't be able to survive for a few days!"
Li Chaoyun sat down, murmured to himself in front of the light on the table, and shed tears unconsciously.
"I...miss you so much!"
