When Song Che was brought into the palace, King Sha Kuiwen of Dadan had already prepared a banquet. He took his queen, two princes, and a princess to sit at the same table.
And it was really given a lot of respect.
"Dear Ambassador, please take a seat. The wine in this small country is meager. I hope it will suit your taste."
Sha Kuiwen is over forty years old, speaks very fluent Mandarin, and his appearance is somewhat similar to Liang's.
Although Dadan is a country in the Western Regions, it speaks Mandarin, adopts the Liang system, and writes Liang characters. It can be said that even though it is a small sparrow, it has all the internal organs.
Song Che waved, and Nangong Yue and Lu Jingxiang each brought five pieces of silk and sent them to the queen.
"This is the finest silk produced in Jiangnan, Daliang. I hope the king and queen will accept it as a small gift."
The queen and princess couldn't wait to open one and couldn't put it down, stroking it. "Since the Silk Road was cut off by the barbarians, silk has become more rare than gold. Now we can make beautiful clothes again."
Afterwards, the banquet went on harmoniously. After they were full of wine and food, the queen took the prince and princess down to the table. The king also dismissed the guards, and it was time to talk about some serious business.
"Does the king want war or peace?" Song Che asked straight to the point.
The king pointed to the food on the table and complained: "Mr. Song must think that these meals are very bland. Yes, it is caused by the selfishness of the Huihe Kingdom. They caused even the royal family to have no salt. We, Dadan We have always hoped for peaceful coexistence, but they did not give us this opportunity."
Song Che said calmly: "Song has a plan that can stop the war between the two countries and resume the salt and iron trade."
The king stood up and said, "Mr. Song, please speak!"
Song Che said: "I want to hold a symposium so that His Majesty and King Huihe can sit down and have a good chat."
"Mr. Song, your idea is very good, but in my opinion it is a bit naive," the king said: "King Shamir of Uighur is my half-brother. He is the most bad-tempered and selfish person in the world. If a profit-seeking person does not have enough benefits, he will never come out to meet."
Song Che waved his hand and said: "Hey, your Majesty, don't worry. I will write a letter later. You send an envoy with my document and send it to King Huihe overnight. Even if he doesn't give you face, he will definitely read it. Come out and meet for the sake of Emperor Liang;
Furthermore, this symposium will be hosted by me. I have 10,000 confidence that I can restore peace between your two countries and bring a steady stream of wealth. "
King Sha Kui Wen looked at Song Che and couldn't help asking:
"Mr. Song, are you... a businessman or an envoy?"
Song Che smiled and said: "Anything of value in this world can be traded, including war and peace. Generally speaking, Song is still a businessman, but the business he does is relatively large."
"Mr. Song, he must be an extraordinary person."
"Your Majesty is so complimentary, Song is resigning."
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In the afternoon, Song Che wrote a letter and sent it to the king, then walked around Dadan City, and finally squatted in front of a blacksmith shop that was said to be the most skilled, and watched them forge weapons.
"Boss, you've been standing here for almost an hour. What are you doing?" Lu Jingxiang asked impatiently.
Song Che softly uttered four words: "I want to play in the gym."
"Kicking gym?"
The two female swordsmen looked at each other in confusion. Nangong Yue sighed: "Boss Song's acting style is not something we can guess. He must have his reasons for saying so."
Lu Jingxiang curled her lips: "Sister Nangong, no wonder the boss loves you so much, you are really good at licking."
Nangong Yue's pretty face turned red and she punched Lu Jingxiang, "Keep talking nonsense!"
Lu Jingxiang stuck out her tongue playfully, "Hehe... But looking at these Dadan people, they don't seem to be very skilled at blacksmithing."
Song Che turned around and smiled: "Did you see it too?"
Lu Jingxiang raised the sword in her hand and said proudly: "This sword of mine cost one hundred taels and was made of the best Wanren steel. It took seven days and tens of thousands of beatings to complete it. It can be said that cutting iron is like clay, blowing hair and breaking hair."
Nangong Yue said: "A true master can cut iron like clay even with a wooden sword."
Lu Jingxiang said: "I'm not a real master. I don't have enough martial arts skills. I'll make up for it with a sword."
"Okay! Since your sword is so powerful, let's use it to kick the gym!" Song Che clapped his hands and applauded.
At this time, the first batch of good knives in the blacksmith shop had been made. Song Che strode in and shouted:
"Boss, take out the best knife you have here. If it catches my eye, I'll buy it ten times the price!"
You have such a arrogant tone, what else can you say?
The old blacksmith waved, and the young blacksmith immediately took out one of the knives that had been forged before, held it up with both hands and said:
"Dear boss, to tell you the truth, these knives are all made for officers. Do you think they are in good condition?"
Song Che took the knife. The texture was quite heavy, the blade was smooth, and the blade was sharp. He nodded: "Well, it does look good, but I just don't know how to use it."
The old blacksmith touched his chest and assured: "My blacksmith shop has been around since my grandfather's generation. No one in Dadan dares to claim the first place in knife forging craftsmanship. If you don't believe me, boss, look at me."
He immediately pulled off a beard and gently put it on the blade, splitting it into two parts instantly.
"The trick of blowing and breaking hair is not surprising. I happen to have a sword here. If you can cut it with this sword, I will buy it ten times as promised. Do you dare to compare?" Song Che asked.
There were more than a dozen apprentices in the old blacksmith's shop. He certainly couldn't refuse in front of them, so he readily agreed to the competition.
Song Che threw the knife back to the little blacksmith, "To show fairness, you hold the knife, and my guard holds the sword. In a simple fight, who is stronger and who is weaker can be seen."
After saying that, he winked at Lu Jingxiang.
"choke!"
With a dragon's roar, Lu Jingxiang drew her sword out of its sheath. It was indeed a good sword, and it already made people feel the chill even before making a move.
The little blacksmith didn't show any weakness. He raised the knife with both hands and shouted: "Then I'm not welcome! Take the move!"
He swung hard and slashed at Lu Jingxiang.
It is a test of toughness and does not require too many moves. Lu Jingxiang meets the blade with a sword——
"Bang!"
"Clang!"
The knife in the little blacksmith's hand was broken into two pieces.
The blacksmiths were stunned and once doubted their own skills.
The old blacksmith's face was gloomy, and the pride accumulated from his grandfather's generation seemed to have completely ended the moment the knife was broken.
"Master, the sword my guard is using is forged from the best Wanren steel in Daliang. It's not surprising that the sword you forged is not as tough as it." Song Che gave it to him with a smile as he walked down the steps.
"No wonder... we in Dadan are just a small country, and of course we can't compare to the steel of the beams," the old blacksmith said bitterly:
"It's just boss, you obviously have better weapons, so why do you come to my shop to buy a knife? Isn't this a waste of time for me?"
"Hey, master, please don't misunderstand me. I just want to try Dadan's iron-making technology. It is indeed quite good." Song Che took out a dozen gold pieces from his sleeve and threw it to the old blacksmith, and then took another one from the shop. A good knife and asked with a smile:
"This ingot of gold should be enough to buy you two knives, right?"
The moment he saw the gold, the pride passed down by the old blacksmith's ancestors seemed to have returned. He nodded happily: "That's enough, that's enough..."
Song Che wrapped the knife and left the blacksmith shop.
"Boss, you ruined someone else's business, bought someone else's knife, and finally gave someone else their gold. Why?" Nangong Yue asked.
Lu Jingxiang said at this time: "Boss Song's behavior style is not something we can guess. He must have his reasons for doing this."
Nangong Yue squinted and smiled: "Jingxiang, you are still talking about me, you are also good at licking!"
"Sigh... where did you girls learn these dirty words?"
The two women looked at each other and said in unison:
"You didn't teach me, boss!"
