The cheers downstairs in Suixiao were thunderous.
Li Yunze, who returned to his seat, raised his eyes and saw a group of people coming out of Suixiao Tower.
The one who takes the C position is naturally the immortal Zhao Ji. To his left are a group of ministers, and to his right are a group of envoys wearing felt hats and Khitan robes.
Li Yunze, who was holding the wine glass, first looked at Zhao Ji, and then his eyes easily passed over the scholar-bureaucrats who were like chickens and dogs in his eyes, and finally fell on the Khitan envoy.
The leader of the Khitan envoy is very young, with a face that can be called a majestic appearance.
His eyes are sharp and alert, and his body is tall and tall. It can be seen at a glance that he has experienced the baptism of fighting on the battlefield.
Li Yunze noticed the messenger's hands. Not surprisingly, they were thick and had thumbs on them.
Sure enough, he is still an excellent archer with excellent archery skills.
The people who had been discussing matters in Suixiao Tower had discussed various matters and came out to officially start the banquet.
Zhao Ji was in a good mood because his nominal brother Yelu Yanxi actually took the initiative to write a letter asking for help.
Although it was just a matter of money and materials, after all, it was the Lord of Liao who took the initiative to ask for it, which made Zhao Ji feel even more proud.
Of course, money and materials will not be given. After all, even a copper plate is not enough besides the annual coins. He doesn't have enough to spend it himself. How could he give it away just because Liao advocated opening his mouth.
Several husbands didn't take this matter to heart at all.
Because although they heard that there was a barbarian rebellion in Liao, the noise became louder and louder, and even the Liao people had to come to the Song Dynasty for help.
But that was really too far away. There was a war in a wild and cold land thousands of miles away, which had nothing to do with their enjoyment in Bianliang City.
When Zhao Ji hinted that they refused the Liao people's request for help before in the building, this matter was already in the past for the princes, and the most important thing now was to enjoy this feast.
The only one who was really worried was the Liao envoy Yelu Dashi.
The Jurchen rebellion intensified and even reached the point where it was almost unstoppable.
The leader of the country is careless, and he can even foresee that Daliao will gradually fall into a desperate situation of disintegration.
If that day really comes, will the prosperous world in front of us still survive?
These people from the Song Dynasty don’t even understand that their lips are dead and their teeth are cold!
Yelu Dashi, who had a dark face, suddenly looked in Li Yunze's direction with alertness.
The two looked at each other, then looked away after a moment.
"Dear gentlemen." Zhao Ji, who was at the peak of his life, came to the throne, raised his wine glass and motioned to everyone, "Drink this glass to the full to congratulate the harmony between Song and Liao."
Naturally, everyone would not refute his face, and stood up to agree, raising their glasses to Yelu Dashi and other Liao envoys.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Yelu Dashi felt extremely ridiculous.
These Song people really, really... don't understand how cruel those Jurchens are!
If one day those Jurchens come to Bianliang City, let's see if they can still laugh!
As an envoy, no matter how upset or upset I feel, I must do everything I can to save my face. ....But I came thousands of miles to ask for help and asked for some property and supplies, but the Song Emperor actually didn't get a cent. It's really abominable.
Yelu Dashi, who was not a professional envoy, was angry and secretly made up his mind to look good to the people of Song Dynasty.
He didn't have to wait too long. As the banquet started, a group of girls who specially danced for the royal family came on stage to dance.
I have to say that the performances of these professionals are really outstanding, but it is difficult for ordinary people to see them.
After the song ended, Zhao Ji, who was smiling, raised his glass again and showed off to Yelu Dashi, "How does the Liao envoy think of our Song and Song songs and dances?"
"The songs and dances of the Song Dynasty are naturally very good." Yelu Dashi said unhurriedly, "But no matter how good the songs and dances are, if one day barbarian troops come to the city, are they going to send these women to sing and dance for the barbarians and then retreat? ?"
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Ji's expression changed instantly.
Are you calling yourself a pussy? !
In the nearby clan gathering area, the very discerning palace ladies saw this scene and immediately scolded the playful princes and concubines in a low voice, asking them to calm down quickly.
When officials are angry, whoever comes forward and is targeted will be unlucky.
Most of the girls in Zhao Ji's palace were trained like fairies, and even Zhen Huan couldn't beat them if they were thrown in.
Maode Emperor Ji Zhao Fujin gently pulled the lively and active twenty-one sisters, Roufu Emperor Ji Zhao Huanhuan said, "Stop making trouble, be careful of your father being angry."
"Oh." Zhao Huanhuan, who was playful and pretty and blushing, glanced at the dark-faced official not far away and carefully lowered her head, not daring to make any more noise.
As for Zhao Fujin, she was not interested in national affairs, nor did she care about the words between her father and the Liao envoy.
Pretending to relax, he slightly raised his swan-like elegant and slender neck, quietly looking around, as if looking for something.
The bad guy I met in the library before was probably among the guests.
Knowing that he had secretly read forbidden books, if it were publicized, it would be really embarrassing.
"Official atonement." Yelu Dashi stood up and bowed, pretending to apologize. "The foreign minister was speechless and accidentally revealed the fact that there are no warriors in the Song Dynasty. Please forgive me."
This is no apology at all. This is a loud slap from Dabi.
If he were from the Song Dynasty, Zhao Ji would have asked people to drag him down and kill him.
But this is a Liao person, and he is also a member of the Liao clan...
Zhao Ji, who was suffocating in his heart, wanted to change the subject, "What has your envoy seen along the way? How prosperous is our Emperor Song?"
"The foreign minister came all the way to Bianliang City and was deeply shocked." Yelu Dashi told the truth, "The foreign minister has never thought about the prosperity of Bianliang City. It is definitely the only one in the world..."
Zhao Ji said these words with a look of color on his face, squinting his eyes and gently stroking his beard.
Single-handedly creating the prosperous and prosperous Henan University, it has always been his most proud political achievement, and it will definitely be written into the history books in the future.
Yelu Dashi's flattery made him very satisfied.
Unexpectedly, Yelu Dashi's words suddenly changed, "It's a pity that the Song Dynasty has such a prosperous city in the world, but it does not have the military force to protect this prosperity."
He still came around and used the force that the Liao people were most proud of to make fun of the weak Song Dynasty. …Yelü Dashi let out a fierce breath.
Zhao Ji's face was really ugly. "Your envoy's words are wrong. Our emperor, Song Dynasty, has hundreds of millions of people and countless warriors. How can we say that there is no one..."
"Where is it?" Yelu Dashi spread his hands very simply and looked helplessly. "Why can't the foreign minister see it? If there is, please come out and compete with us. If you have any, you will see who is better immediately."
After taking a few heavy breaths, the dark-faced Zhao Ji suddenly roared, "Where is our Emperor Song Mengshi?!"
The scene was a bit embarrassing, because there were so many people present, but no one stood up and shouted, "I'm here~~~"
The generals who can come to such a banquet are either an old man like Chen Zongshan, or a jester like Gao Qiu.
The younger ones are basically dandies in the yamen, and they even wear blue-shirted scholar uniforms.
For them to come forward and compete with this master who is said to be both civilized and martial arts and is highly praised in the Liao Kingdom is to lose face in front of everyone.
And everyone knows Zhao Ji's temper and character very clearly.
If you win the competition, there will naturally be many benefits.
But if he loses, then Zhao Ji, who has lost his face, has nothing to do with the Liao envoy. This tone will definitely come from the loser!
Accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger. Whoever has nothing to do takes the initiative to crawl into the tiger's mouth, eat, drink and have fun. Then go home and hold your lovely wife and concubine Gao Le. Wouldn't it be better?
As for Da Song's face... it's none of my business, my surname is not Zhao!
When no one responded, Zhao Ji's complexion darkened visibly.
Fortunately, someone finally stood up at this time.
Everyone looked over, but soon they all looked disappointed.
Because those who stand up are high-minded.
If you want to compete in Cuju, that big guy dares to put all his wealth on Gao Taiwei, but if you compete in bow, horse, riding and archery...
Zhao Ji nodded slowly, he still had the loyalty to Gao Qiu, and daring to stand up at this time is loyalty.
But this is not a Cuju competition.
Before Zhao Ji could say anything to ask him to sit down, Gao Qiu had already bowed his hands and said in a deep voice, "The officials now have the right to send the capital to the west of the capital... to control the capital here! We can accept the invitation of the Liao envoy." war!"
This was the first time most people present had heard of this person's name.
The banquet hall, which had gradually become quiet before, suddenly became noisy again. Many people were looking around, looking for this guy who had been on a long mission but whose actual status was not high.
Until this time, Li Yunze finally put down the exquisite wine glass in his hand, clapped his hands and stood up, saluted Gao Qiu, and responded loudly, "Thank you for the recommendation, Taiwei. I will eventually become famous all over the world thanks to Taiwei's help."
"Be famous all over the world?" Gao Qiu, who was holding his breath, his face darkened, and he subconsciously wanted to get angry.
But then I thought that the timing was obviously wrong. In front of so many people, especially in front of the Liao people, we couldn't expose the internal contradictions.
He suppressed the anger in his heart and gestured to Li Yunze with a fake smile on his face, "Perform well, but don't let the majesty of our Emperor Song be compromised! If you lose..."
Gao Qiu is still playing tricks and wants to kill Li Yunze whenever he finds an opportunity.
"No one in the world who can beat me has been born yet!" Li Yunze said boldly, which immediately won the applause of many young people. Even Cai You, the scholar-bureaucrat, raised his head and cheered.
Giving Chen Zongshan and Lieutenant Chen a reassuring look, Li Yunze stepped forward with his head held high and came to the imperial driver who had the best view and the best view.
"My lord, I have seen the official family."
Looking at the extraordinary-looking Li Yunze in front of him, Zhao Ji looked surprised, "Are you that Wu Erlang? I thought you were someone like Zhang Fei..."
After coming back to his senses, he simply turned around and looked at Yelu Dashi, who was looking wary. "Your Majesty, our Emperor Song's warriors are here."
Yelu Dashi, who had fought with those Jurchen savages on the battlefield with real swords and guns, looked at Li Yunze with a very solemn expression.
The first impression is that this person is definitely a strong man who came out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!
It's hard to describe this feeling, but you can feel it, especially those stern eyes, which bring inexplicable pressure to yourself.
After taking a deep breath, Yelu Dashi said something that made the whole audience uproar.
"It's unimaginable that there are such heroic figures in the Song Dynasty!"
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