Wang Wenxiu suddenly thought of something and stepped forward to salute.
"Little saint, what is the position of Dingzhi?" He had to figure this out. This issue involved the division of labor among three people.
Not only did he pay attention to this matter, but others also paid attention to it.
Zhao Ping put down the letter in his hand: "It is determined that he is the deputy envoy of the Tubo Privy Council and the special deputy envoy of Zhaojiazhuang."
Zhaojiazhuang controlled most of the troops of the original Dalufu, as well as the security regiment, the Israelite Kingdom and the Hu troops. It was expected that Tibet would not be able to cause a big disturbance even if a deputy envoy was arranged.
After all, the national conditions of Tubo are different from those of the Song Dynasty, and they rely entirely on their fists to speak for themselves.
Wang Wenxiu breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the little saint was really following the path of using civility to control military affairs.
Zheng Ding couldn't help but frown. His original idea of having a big fight suddenly came to nothing, and his face unknowingly turned ugly.
Although he commanded the security regiment to defeat the Hu people in Dingjun Mountain, he was a surrendered general after all, which gave him little confidence.
Zhao Ping was able to arrange for him to go to Xixian alone. In fact, he was reused and trained as a marshal.
Among the Hu people, if you are not a Mongolian Hu, you have no chance of becoming a marshal.
Take Wang Dechen as an example, he only became a marshal after joining the Mongolian barbarians.
"If the three of you can't solve the problem through discussion, you can report it to me through flying pigeons and let me make a decision." Seeing Zheng Ding's expression, Zhao Ping didn't know what he was thinking.
After beating Zheng Ding, Zhao Ping still gave him a way out.
Zheng Ding couldn't help but be overjoyed. He knelt down and bowed his hands respectfully: "Thank you, little saint."
Zhao Ping hurriedly stepped forward, lifted him up with both hands, and gave him some comfort.
Dali Kingdom Dali.
The prime minister's magnificent palace.
The sun shines brightly on this garden-like mansion with hundreds of acres.
Small bridges and flowing water, pavilions and pavilions, as well as tall and precious trees such as metasequoia, cedar, sand tree, and eucommia filter the strong sunlight layer by layer, making it look particularly cool.
There is not only an artificial lake here, but also a temple inside the Gao family.
Such a mansion, but the people who live here now are not very happy.
Everyone in the Gao family gathered here. At this time, there were elderly people in their seventies and infants who were only a few months old below. There were thousands of people in total.
Although there were many people, no one made a sound.
The babies were crying, but their mothers covered their mouths.
Gao Taixiang is in his forties, tall and muscular, with sharp features. His favorable family conditions and the inheritance of genes from generations of handsome men and beauties make him not only handsome but also fair-skinned.
At this time, he was in the position of the patriarch in the center, holding an object in the shape of a morning glory.
The people of the Gao family had never seen this thing before, and only now did they understand its use.
Even if you are in a remote corner, you can hear Gao Taixiang's voice clearly.
It turns out that it is a microphone made by the legendary Zhaojiazhuang. No wonder it can transmit so far.
Although these people paid attention to the microphone, they were even more shocked by the contents of the microphone.
The people present only heard Anxian Zhuangzhuang saying to all the members of the Gao family: "Now someone wants to snatch Dali from us."
Everyone was shocked when they heard this. Dali was the Dali of their Gao family.
Who is so bold as to want to lose Dali from the Gao family?
As soon as he said this, it was like a pot of boiling water, boiling immediately.
"Is it the Duan family?" a man named Gao Mao asked.
The name next to him was Takada, which felt a little funny: "Isn't the Duan family the emperor?"
"Although the Duan family is the emperor of Dali, the real power is still in the hands of the Gao family." The first one, named Gao Feng, immediately retorted.
A man named Gao De said: "The Duan family is the emperor on the surface, and our Gao family can be the emperor at any time."
"Don't say this nonsense. Those nobles will be in great trouble if they hear it." The person next to him shouted and immediately touched him with his elbow to stop this person from talking nonsense.
"Everyone, please be quiet," Gao Taixiang shouted with a microphone after seeing that the clan members were angry.
After hearing the clan leader's anger, the Gao family gradually became quiet.
Gao Taixiang glanced at the thousands of tribesmen in front of him. When he saw that they were quiet, he nodded with satisfaction: "Who is this person? He is a barbarian!"
Upon hearing this, the people below suddenly started boiling again like a pot of boiling water.
"It turns out that the Hu people in the north were fighting to the death with the Song Dynasty? Why did they come to Dali again?" The high official didn't understand for a moment and asked with a frown.
Gao De thought for a while and patted his thigh: "Have Zi Zhi forgotten that the Hu people attacked Dali eight years ago? My Gao family suffered heavy losses in that war. Almost all three thousand elite soldiers were lost."
Gao Wei also patted his thigh and gritted his teeth: "Ziyi, that is, the Hu people suffered more losses in that battle."
"Is it true that the barbarians are as the little sage said?" Gao Gao had an idea flash in his head.
At this time, Gao Taixiang coughed again and asked the tribesmen to calm down.
After hearing the clan leader's words, the clansmen had no choice but to calm down.
"I think my Gao family has dominated the Dali court for hundreds of years, and even once proclaimed the emperor. What does it mean? It means that my Gao family has produced talents from generation to generation. Dali, this is also the best gift left by our ancestors to our family. Our Gao family has guarded it for generations. It must not make deals with barbarians."
This is the pride and pride of their Gao family. After everyone heard this, they couldn't help but puff up their chests.
"But the Hu people are indeed powerful. They have destroyed the Liao, Xixia, Tubo, Huazimo and other countries. But they have no way to defeat the Song Dynasty, and now they want to destroy me, Dali. The foundation of my Gao family has been here for generations, how can I give it up to them? .”
He explained clearly the origin and course of the matter, and used a tragic tone to strengthen the morale of the Gao family.
Hearing this, some tribesmen were panicked, some were tragic, some were deep in thought, and some wanted to express their opinions.
But Gao Taixiang didn't give them a chance this time, he continued according to his own ideas.
"The Hu people seem to be menacing, but they are not invincible. In the battles of Jiading and Xixian in Sichuan during the Song Dynasty, almost all the Hu people's 100,000 troops were wiped out, and only a thousand soldiers and horses escaped back to Xingyuan Mansion. The Song Dynasty relied on What, it’s a weapon called Hongtian Lei, this weapon is a new firearm.”
Hearing this, everyone became happy, and some opened their mouths to speak.
But Gao Taixiang didn't give them a chance and quickly continued talking with the microphone.
"At that time, the little sage was still saying in the "Da Song Zhonghua Newspaper" that the Hu people had bows and cavalry, and that they had thunder. At that time, I was just doubtful. Now the battle of Jiading has proved that the best weapon to deal with the Hu people is the thunder. firearm."
Everyone in the Gao family was overjoyed. You looked at me and I looked at you. Their faces were filled with excitement and confidence, and the worries just now were wiped away.
"Tell the clan leader that since the firearms in Zhaojiazhuang are so easy to use, buy them as soon as possible." Gao Gao couldn't help shouting loudly.
As soon as he shouted, others also shouted, and the shouts of these people immediately drowned out Gao Taixiang's voice.
Gao Taixiang did not stop them this time and waited for the tribesmen to shout.
After the voices gradually became quieter, Gao Taixiang continued.
"I have the same idea as you all, that is, I want to buy firearms from Zhaojiazhuang." Gao Taixiang glanced at the clan members present and said with a smile.
Hearing this, everyone in the Gao family raised their hands and cheered happily.
Gao De clenched his right hand into a fist and waved it fiercely: "As long as we have Zhaojiazhuang's firearms, no matter how many barbarians there are, what's the use? They're just here to kill people."
"As long as the barbarians are defeated, Dali will still belong to the Gao family." The high official nodded, also looking excited.
High enough to wave with one hand, high enough to raise both hands.
Gao De discovered that not only they were like this, but other people were also like this.
With Zhaojiazhuang's firearms, the Dali Kingdom was saved, the Gao family was saved, and people like them could still live the happy life before.
Unexpectedly, the topic of the patriarch Gao Taixiang changed: "But this firearm is only for one-time use. Unlike swords and arrows, which can be reused. Last time, we only bought one thousand thunders. Now it seems that this is far away." not enough."
Gao De and Gao Wen looked at each other and couldn't help but look at each other.
"Clan leader, what do you mean?" Gao De stretched his head over, secretly covered his mouth towards the high position, and asked quietly.
The high-ranking person frowned, thought for a while and shook his head: "The clan leader is informing us at this time that there should be no good things going on."
Sure enough, Gao Taixiang's microphone came out with a voice that made the Gao family members' hearts beat: "The Hu people are attacking Dali with at least 100,000 troops."
All the people of the Gao family present looked pale. The Gao family only had 30,000 troops. How could they deal with a hundred thousand Hu troops?
"Oh my god, the barbarians actually sent out a hundred thousand troops?" He was so high that he couldn't help but tremble all over.
The high-ranking official shook his head: "But my Gao family only has 30,000 troops."
"Dali doesn't have hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses?" Gao Mao looked at Gao Tian, his tone full of confusion.
Takada couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Dali is not as good as the Song Dynasty. The court has control over these soldiers and horses. Most of the soldiers and horses are in the hands of the nobles and tribes."
After saying that, Takada let out a long sigh with a sad look on his face.
"Let's see how the patriarch can solve this problem." Gao Mao couldn't help but sigh and turned to the patriarch Gao Taixiang.
Knowing that you have these thoughts, Gao Taixiang nodded.
Then he took the microphone and analyzed and said, "Although the Hu people have the advantage of soldiers and horses, Dali has the advantage of geography. We can offset part of the advantages of the Hu people."
Hearing this, everyone present felt that their heartbeats were beating like buckets of well water.
Some members of the Gao family even felt as if their hearts almost jumped out of their chests. They all looked at Gao Taixiang to see what he would say.
"In the battle of Jiading, the Song Dynasty used tens of thousands of thunders to blast the sky, and they also used a weapon called Hu Dao to deal with the Hu cavalry. The Hong Tian Lei family had to purchase tens of thousands of weapons, and the Huslaying Dao family had to purchase one thousand for the time being." When Gao Taixiang said this, he couldn't help but glance at the people present.
Hearing this, some people in the Gao family were happy, some were sad, and their faces were all uncertain.
"The price of this Hongtianlei is not cheap. It costs twenty taels of silver each, and a Huslaying Dao costs one hundred taels of silver. Ten thousand Hongtianlei plus a thousand Huslaying Dao costs three hundred thousand C of silver." Here, Gao Taixiang finally showed up.
Everyone present couldn't help but cover their mouths, and some even screamed.
This is not a copper coin, let alone a gift, but real gold and silver.
Those who heard this even trembled.
Gao Taixiang saw the performance of the people present in his eyes, and his tone seemed to be emotionless: "I think it will be good if I can give out one hundred thousand taels of silver to the court. The rest of the family, the Gao family, can do something about it. Do you have any good ideas?"
An elderly man in his seventies, Gao Li, came out with a cane and glanced at everyone.
"Tell the patriarch, I have read this little saint's poems and articles. They are indeed sharp and eye-catching, but he should understand the principle of cold lips and teeth. We think that the Song Dynasty is resisting the Hu people and ask him to lower the price. We don't understand." How to use this firearm, he can send someone to teach his family how to use it." He said with the support of the maid, and he hoped that Zhao Ping would give a friendly price for the sake of seeing that they are neighboring countries.
Gao De heard what he said, thought for a while, and shook his head: "The little saint heard that the fight with the Hu people in Xi County was fierce and the casualties were heavy. The Song Dynasty court not only did not send troops, but instead watched the fire from the other side. Even if the little saint had this idea, , may not have this ability.”
"The little saint is fighting against the barbarians with his own strength. No matter how big the family is, he may not be able to withstand it, let alone support Dali." When the high official said this, he clenched his teeth tightly and looked pale.
Gao Mao clasped his hands tightly and prayed to the north: "I hope the little saint will defeat the Hu people and prevent the Hu people from attacking Dali."
"It's difficult. The envoys set up by the Song Dynasty could only barely resist the Hu people. Asking the little saint to defeat the Hu people in Xixian County, far away from Sichuan, is just an idiot's dream." Gao Tian thought about it and couldn't help but hit Gao Mao.
Gao Mao thought for a while, his face becoming more and more frustrated: "It is true that Xi County is the most difficult road to Shu in the world from Chengdu. The little saint is already burning incense if he can draw with the barbarians."
They were talking to the little saint when another elder stood up.
He also came out with the support of the maid and said with cupped hands: "Report to the clan leader, it seems that the Song Dynasty does not attach great importance to this Zhao Ping. Now he is the deputy envoy of the Salt Division and a low-ranking official of the sixth grade. Then we will invite him to Dali. Come, be my uncle of the Gao family, and give him a high-ranking official in the Ministry of Industry. My youngest legitimate granddaughter is very pretty, and I heard that the little saint is also very talented, and she is a perfect match for my granddaughter."
"The elder not only wants to give the young saint a high-ranking position, but also wants to sell the daughter of the Gao family to bribe the young saint." Gao De listened to the elder's words and immediately knew what he was thinking.
The high-ranking man shook his head and sneered: "It's just that he has a good plan. He wants to kill two birds with one stone. How can others let him get what he wants?"
Sure enough, this elder named Gao Qi was given a cold look by another elder, and then he reported to Gao Taixiang and said: "How can your ugly granddaughter be worthy of Zhao Ping, who is both civil and military? Report to the patriarch, that granddaughter of Lao Qi Not only is she as beautiful as a fairy, but she is also well-equipped with music, chess, calligraphy and painting, making her worthy of a little saint."
So many elders recommended their granddaughters to Gao Taixiang.
A meeting about the fate of the whole family turned into a lively vegetable market where people competed to betray their granddaughter Zhao Guye.
Gao Taixiang used all his strength and shouted loudly: "That's enough. Even if you want Zhao Ping to be the Gao family's uncle, now he is in the land of abundance, with the Sichuan Army and the security group in his hands. He can get wind if he wants it, and rain if he wants it. Do you want to come from this place that Song people call a barbaric land?"
Only then did all the Gao family members present wake up from the quarrel. Why did the little saint come to Dali, which was still a wild land in the eyes of the Song Dynasty people.
"For the sake of the safety of our Gao family, this year everyone has stopped paying all their regular money and is buying thunder and Hu-killing knives from the little saint. We sent people to work hard to get the price and try to get it as low as possible. This is the end of today's family meeting. It’s over. Since we need to purchase weapons, the banquet has not yet been prepared. Please invite all elders, relatives and friends to go home for dinner." Gao Taixiang took the opportunity to say.
Everyone in the Gao family was wailing. Not only had the regular money been stopped, but they could not even eat big meals.
Who knows that the worst news is yet to come: "No one can contact us privately without the consent of the clan leader, otherwise we will be expelled from the Gao family!"
Hearing this, didn't this cut off the last hope of the rest of the Gao family to deal with the little saint?
They could see the hope of making friends with Zhao Ping, how could he, the patriarch, not see it?
After everyone left, Gao Taixiang breathed a sigh of relief and came to his study.
Soon, a soldier came to Gao Taixiang and spread out a copy of "Da Song Zhonghua Newspaper".
This is Gao Taixiang's rule. "Da Song Zhonghua News" must be delivered as soon as possible.
He was too busy to slowly unfold the newspaper.
His soldiers also knew this and quickly spread the newspaper on the table.
Gao Taixiang had just said that his mouth was dry, and now he was drinking in the spring breeze to quench his thirst.
He drank tea and read the newspaper.
As he read the newspaper, he couldn't help but verbose in his hands.
"What, the Hu people not only have firearms, but they also have imitation cyclone cannons and iron cannons, and they even have return cannons?" As he read, the tea cup in his hand fell to the ground unknowingly.
Bang bang, the lid of the tea cup was smashed, and the boiling hot water from the tea cup flowed to Gao Taixiang's feet without even realizing it.
