"Since ancient times, there have been no eternal friends, only eternal interests."
"When the Han Dynasty was strong and powerful, the Southern Xiongnu requested surrender. It was Han Wu who accepted the Southern Xiongnu and gave them protection."
"They had a chance to breathe and began to thrive on the borders of the Han Dynasty."
"Hanwu treated these foreigners with benevolence, righteousness and tolerance as Master Song said. So do these foreigners know the etiquette?"
"They know that Liu Yuan, the Shanyu of the Southern Xiongnu, is a man of erudition and a master of the Five Classics. Does Mr. Song dare to say that he does not understand etiquette?"
"What's the result?"
"When the power of the Han people weakened, when the Chinese nation was no longer strong, Liu Yuan was the first to raise a butcher's knife against the Han people."
Li Jin's voice was deafening, he looked into Song Lian's eyes and asked:
"Is this the teaching Master Song said?"
"From the Han Dynasty to the Western Jin Dynasty, hundreds of years were not enough to civilize these foreign races?"
"But what happened in the end? When the Han people's knives were not sharp enough, these civilized aliens were the first to raise their knives and chop at the Han people."
"People who are not of my race must have different minds. This is not an empty statement, but a truth condensed by the blood and tears of my Han ancestors."
"The Huns are like this, the Tubo, the Khitan, the Jurchens and even the Mongols are like this."
"There has never been a so-called enlightenment. In exchanges between countries, what matters is strength and swords."
"Only if your knife is fast and cruel enough, these small countries will obey you. Only if we hold the knife, there will be such an innocent person as Mr. Song, shouting about benevolence and righteousness all day long."
"The dignity of the country always lies on the edge of the sword, not on Mr. Song's mouth."
"Am I right? Master Song?"
Song Lian's face turned red from holding back at this moment, and he was speechless by Li Jin.
There was no other way. What Li Jin said was reasonable and well-founded. He directly brought up the story of Wu Hu's chaos in China, and Song Lian couldn't refute it.
After all, the Wuhu chaos in China is the eternal pain of the Chinese nation, and it also completely proves the saying of our ancestors that those who are not of my race must have different hearts.
The set of benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom, and trust created by Confucianism is okay for educating Chinese people, but when it comes to international exchanges, it really cannot be put on the stage.
Li Jin, as a later time traveler who has been influenced by information technology for decades, naturally understood this truth long ago.
If you fall behind, you will be beaten. How can a weak country have diplomacy? The truth is always within the range of the cannon.
Li Jin also wanted to add that the land area of Ming Dynasty should also be within the range of his own cannon.
"you you...."
Song Lian talked about you several times in a row, but didn't know what to say next.
"Lord Song, I'll leave you alone. As the Minister of Rites, he will only be tolerant when dealing with foreign envoys."
Before Li Jin finished speaking, he continued to hit Song Lian and said:
"I see that Mr. Song should no longer be the Minister of Rites. He should retire and go home honestly. He can also take advantage of his strong body and mind to teach a few talents for the Ming Dynasty."
"If Mr. Song is allowed to continue to stay in the position of Minister of Rites, I'm afraid he will be sold out by Mr. Song in the future."
Li Jin's words were actually to save Song Lian. After all, Song Lian had been above the court more than ten years later.
But because of this, he was implicated in the Lan Yu case. In the end, although Zhu Yuanzhang did not kill Song Lian, he sent Song Lian to Yunnan.
In the end, Song Lian died of illness on the way to Yunnan, and was hastily buried on a straw mat after his death, which can be described as sad.
If he retires and returns to his hometown at this time, he may be able to avoid Zhu Yuanzhang's liquidation in the future, or at least be able to enjoy his old age in peace.
After all, Song Lian is already old and can't stand the trouble anymore.
But Song Lian did not do this. He felt that Li Jin was insulting him and saying that he had betrayed his country for glory.
Under the intense fire, an old face suddenly turned red. Then Song Lian spurted out a mouthful of blood and lay down straight.
Li Jin was shocked when he saw this. He didn't expect that the old man actually vomited blood and fainted in front of him.
He couldn't help but hurriedly yelled at the Jin Yiwei outside the door:
"Go and call the doctor quickly."
"Master Song, you can't die. I just said it casually. Don't think too hard."
This scene reminds one of a later saying:
Even if you can fight again, what's the use? Why don't you kneel in front of me, cry and beg me not to die?
This sentence is very suitable for Li Jin's current situation, because Song Lian is so angry with Kouhai that he will definitely be unable to eat and walk around.
This Song Lian was a literary figure in the Ming Dynasty and was also Zhu Biao's teacher. If he really died, I'm afraid Li Jin would be scolded to death by scholars all over the world.
More than that, the prince would not let him go.
When Li Jin saw this, Song Lian's face was like gold paper, his breathing was weak, and the air he took in was not enough to come out.
There was no other way, so Li Jin could only give Song Lianlai first aid, cardiopulmonary resuscitation, which was learned by later generations.
But Li Jin's weird actions made the Honglu Temple officials next to him feel numb.
It wasn't enough that Li Jin had made Master Song faint with anger, but he had to put Master Song to death? With Lord Song's body and bones, Li Jin would probably crush Lord Song to death.
"Master Li, please show your respect and let Master Song live?"
One of the Honglu Temple officials, who was still conscientious, knelt down and kowtowed to Li Jin, asking Li Jin to stop.
"Shut up, I'm saving Mr. Song."
Li Jin was too lazy to pay attention to these idiots, but continued to perform CPR without giving up.
Unfortunately, after a few minutes, Song Lian was still half-dead and unconscious.
Li Jin felt that things were a bit serious. Could it be that Song Lian had some invisible disease before and now it just happened?
"Ahem."
Fortunately, Huangtian paid off, and under Li Jin's very unprofessional treatment, Song Lian finally woke up.
Song Lian was dizzy and felt a severe tightness in his chest, as if he had been struck by a hammer.
Li Jin saw that something was not right about Song Lian's condition, and was about to continue applying pressure. Fortunately, the doctor finally came.
After a lot of research, the doctor finally concluded that Song Lian was suffering from anxiety and needed to practice meditation. He just didn't want Song Lian to see the person who made him suffer from anxiety again.
Li Jin wisely found a corner and squatted down in a corner, no longer appearing in front of Song Lian.
With the help of Honglu Temple and Jinyiwei, Song Lian was finally sent back to the mansion, and Li Jin secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After all, Song Lian was really dead, and he might even have to run away.
....
Zhu Yuanzhang was still excitedly thinking about the next expedition to Japan, but Mao Xiang, the commander of the Jinyiwei, suddenly appeared with an anxious expression:
"Your Majesty, Mr. Song, the Minister of Rites, is seriously ill and vomiting blood."
"What?"
Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes suddenly widened, his eyeballs bulged slightly, and he couldn't believe his ears.
Wasn't Song Lian okay just now? He even sang the opposite to himself. Could it be that his words were too harsh just now, which made the old man angry?
Zhu Biao next to him was even more anxious and asked quickly:
"Why is Master Song like this?"
"According to reports from his subordinates, Master Song went to Honglu Temple after leaving the palace..."
Mao Xiang told Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao everything about the news reported by Jin Yiwei.
"As a result, Mr. Song was so angry that Li Jinqi vomited blood and passed out."
There are no eternal friends, only eternal interests.
Dignity only lies on the edge of the sword.
After listening to this, Zhu Yuanzhang kept thinking about these two sentences from Li Jin in his mind.
It can be said that these two sentences directly analyzed the core part of international exchanges and displayed them nakedly in front of Zhu Yuanzhang.
Zhu Yuanzhang combined his half-life experience and his insights from reading books for so many years, and felt that Li Jin's words were profound and enlightening.
Zhu Biao on the side felt dumbfounded after listening.
This Li Jin's mouth was too poisonous, and he directly knocked out Master Song. I am afraid that he will become a topic of conversation after dinner in the Ming Dynasty in the future.
"Father, I would like to visit Master Song."
Zhu Yuanzhang was not in the mood to care about this at this time. He waved his hand directly to express his agreement.
Zhu Biao left quickly, but the more Zhu Yuanzhang thought about it, the more it made sense, and then he said to Mao Xiang:
"I've made an appointment with Li Jin to meet at Guangjuxuan in the city tonight. We have something to ask him personally."
"promise!"
