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Chapter 185 Teasing the Golden Wushu

Among the Jin people present, those who really agreed with the alliance with the Song Dynasty, except Aguda, Wu Qimai, and a few people like Wanyan Xiyin who supported this national policy.

For the rest, no matter Aguda's sons, or Nianhan and his father, they are staunch opponents.

It's just that Aguda, as the founding emperor, is at the peak of his authority among the ministries of the Jin people, and no one dares to openly oppose his decision.

But this does not mean and will not prevent some people from making small moves behind the scenes to sabotage the alliance negotiations.

For example, two colorful tigers suddenly appeared frightened not long ago.

What a coincidence.

In this regard, not only Wang Lin knew it well, but also the members of the Song mission group were worried, even Aguda and Wu Qimai knew it at a glance.

Aguda stood up slowly, smiled slightly and said, "Emissary Song."

Wang Lin also got up and bowed his hands in salute: "Your Majesty!"

[Wanyan Aguda—Life 3, Intelligence 9, Strength 54, Reputation 91, Skills: Destiny, Borderlands]

Aguda's life value is not high anymore.

This means that he has only been in two or three years at most. After the Liao Dynasty was destroyed, this generation of heroes will die.

Wang Lin's eyes flickered.

He judged that Aguda's skill destiny, if he could copy it, he would get his luck like Song Jiang's Tianshu.

Of course, copying luck is far more thorough than snatching luck.

But I want Aguda and Wu Qimai to submit to me... Wang Lin feels that he is not crazy and conceited to this extent.

Aguda also looked at Wang Lin deeply.

In his whole life, he hated the Khitan and was kind to the people of the Song Dynasty, and he also respected the Han culture.

In fact, several of his sons, such as Wanyan Zongwang, Wanyan Zongqian, and Wanyan Zongbi, all admired Han culture, and all of them could dance with words, but their study of Han culture did not affect their contempt for Han people.

Wang Lin thought about how to have a close contact with Aguda and copy what he wanted.

But A Gu laughed and said: "The envoy of the Song Dynasty was subduing tigers in public in Shangjing today. He is an unrivaled hero. Even Wanyan Loushi, the number one warrior of the Great Jin Dynasty, feels inferior to himself."

Wang Lin smiled lightly: "Your Majesty, you know, as an envoy of the Great Song Dynasty, you are fighting two tigers in Shangjing today. Why did you come here?"

Wang Lin's face turned cold: "Your country released a tiger to block the way, and killed my Great Song envoy. As an envoy, if I don't avenge him, how will I face my Great Song Emperor and this tragic tiger's mouth when I go back?" Officials' family members?"

"So, I would like to ask Your Majesty, have there been such incidents of fierce tigers hurting people in the streets in your country? Please give me an explanation!"

Of course Aguda could hear Wang Lin's sarcasm and questioning.

But today's occasion is not suitable for asking about this matter, so I deliberately changed the subject: "Ahem... This matter is purely accidental. Of course, the officials of the Song Dynasty died in our Jin Kingdom after all. I will reward them generously. People, give 500 taels of gold, and the Song envoy will hand it over to the family of the deceased."

Wang Lin took a deep breath, knowing that there would be no results if he insisted on entangled in this matter, Jin Ren would definitely deny it.

Then she nodded slowly and ordered Murong Wan'er to accept the gold.

"I am quite fascinated by the Great Song Dynasty, but I don't know how many brave people like Song envoys are in this prosperous place?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, there are countless talents in my Great Song Dynasty, and there are countless people with higher martial arts than others."

In fact, this is the question and answer of two polite words.

A Guda asked casually, the intention was to divert an embarrassing topic, but Wang Lin answered casually, he couldn't boast that I, Wang Lin, was number one in Song Dynasty.

But often the speaker is unintentional, the listener is intentional, or deliberately finds fault.

Wanyan Zongbi among the sons of Aguda is also Jin Wushu. He got up with drunkenness, pointed behind Wang Lin and laughed and said: "Since the Song envoy said that there are countless brave warriors among the Song people, then there is a warrior named Ha under my command." Rua, I would like to ask the entourage of your envoy, is it possible?"

After Jin Wushu finished speaking, a big shirtless man jumped out from behind him.

There is a small braid on the smooth forehead, with a fierce face, and a deep scar on the left side of the forehead.

Haruah screamed.

barbarian.

The corner of Wang Lin's mouth twitched, he originally wanted Li Kui to appear on the stage, but then he thought about it, Li Kui was too cruel, if Li Kui couldn't help killing this guy, wouldn't the Jinren become angry from embarrassment.

Or Wu Song.

Wang Lin nodded at Wu Song: "Second Brother Wu, you go, just click as far as you can."

Wu Song knew how to measure, and jumped into the arena with a long roar.

Although the Wusong people are tall and burly, they are still dwarfed by polar bears like Harua.

Wu Song drank a lot of spirits today, and he was [-] to [-] percent drunk.

He was addicted to alcohol all year round. The more he drank, the more agile his skills became. He was an outlier under Wang Lin's command.

Seeing that Wu Song couldn't stand still, the golden man couldn't help laughing.

Haruah punched him with a fist, and the wind roared.

Wu Song's figure was crooked, as if he could not stand still after being drunk, but he easily avoided the punch.

Knowing that Wu Song was going to use his specialty Drunken Fist, Wang Lin got a little interested and watched it carefully.

Haruah punched nothing, screamed angrily, swung his iron arm and punched again, despite the size of this guy, he was extremely agile.

Wu Song laughed loudly, staggered around, and occasionally punched and kicked sneakily, teasing Harua out of breath after a while, and he lost his attention to one thing and lost another.

He became angry from embarrassment, and threw out his fists frequently, using all his strength, the big fists were like rain, if an ordinary person just got one punch, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

Wu Song's Drunken Fist was fully unleashed, and his whole figure was like a spirit snake that eluded people. No matter how hard Haloua punched and kicked, it was difficult to touch a single hair of him.

Wu Song saw that the fire was coming, so he kicked coldly and flew up, hitting Haruah's lower abdomen.

Wu Song is also a man of great strength, and he used his unique mandarin duck legs. The kick hurt so much that Haruah gasped, covered his stomach and squatted down.

Wu Song turned around, and turned around.

The right foot kicked up early, and flew straight to Harua's forehead, hit the middle of the kick, and then fell down after looking.

Wu Song took a step forward, stepped on Haruah's chest, and hit Haruah's forehead with a series of heavy punches.

Haruah was dizzy, and fell to the ground when his eyes went dark.

The golden man was dumbfounded.

Jin Wushu looked even more embarrassed.

Haruah is a fierce general under his command, especially powerful. He originally wanted Harua to come out to challenge and show the Song people some color, but Wang Lin's guards easily defeated him.

He also lost face in front of other princes.

Wu Qimai was very interested, and smiled at Wang Lin: "The Song envoy also has a lot of warriors. I heard that there is a martial art in the Central Plains called Drunken Fist. This general just used it. It must be Drunken Fist."

Wang Lin nodded: "Exactly."

[Wu Qimai (Wanyan Sheng)—Life 6, Intelligence 8, Strength 51, Reputation 85, Skills: Tianfu, Pitu]

Wang Lin glanced at Wu Qimai's attributes and skills, and forced himself to suppress the changes in his luck caused by the traction.

"Drunken Fist?" Jin Wushu chuckled, and cupped his hands to Wang Lin, "What a Drunken Fist. It seems that the martial arts of the southerners are quite commendable."

Wang Lin's eyes flashed.

He suddenly got up and clasped his fists and said, "This is the fourth prince Wanyan Zongbi, right? I heard that the fourth prince is superb in martial arts, both civil and military. The fourth prince asks for advice."

What Wang Lin said made the fake smile on Jin Wushu's face stiffen.

He is not bad at martial arts, and in today's Dajin Kingdom, he can be considered a fierce general.

But in terms of riding and archery skills, he is really not as good as Wanyan Zongwang and Wanyan Zonggan.

Being praised by Wang Lin as "the head of all the princes", cold sweat dripped from his forehead instantly.

He didn't dare to compete with Wang Lin, and he was also worried that what Song Ren said would make other princes dissatisfied.

Sure enough, from the corner of his eye, his older brothers and younger brothers all showed expressions of fear.

He smiled awkwardly: "Where did the envoy Song say that? Xiao Wang is unknown. Compared with his elder brothers, there is a big gap. I can't bear the envoy Song's praise like this. The envoy Song can subdue a tiger, even if Xiao Wang asks himself Opponents, don't make a fool of yourself."

Jin Wushu turned around and was about to return to his seat.

But Wang Lin was not willing to let him go, so he said again: "In my Han land, the name of the four princes is like thunder, and it can be said that women and children know it. My Han scholars even have poems saying: The power is like breaking bamboo and gold, and the attacking the city is like the wind." rainbow……"

Jin Wushu was dumbfounded.

He doesn't know where he got his popularity in Song Dynasty, but he can be known by all women and children?

Wanyan Zong stood up abruptly, clasped his fists and said, "Excuse me, the envoy of Song, is there anyone who evaluates me and the other princes in your country of Song?"

Wang Lin pretended to be stunned, and replied: "May I ask your Highness..."

Wanyan Zongqian said awe-inspiringly: "My servant is Wanyan Zongqian, Wuben, the First Prince."

Wanyan Zongwang also got up and said, "I'm Wanyan Zongwang, the second prince."

Aguda's other sons also got up and declared themselves as if they were comparing each other.

Wang Lin pretended to be embarrassed, and clasped his fists together and said: "I have seen the princes, but before I came down to the Dajin, except for the fourth prince, I never heard the names of the princes. I only know that your majesty's princes are quite heroic It's just a senior."

The complexions of Aguda's disciples all became gloomy.

In fact, Wanyan Zongqian also guessed that Wang Lin was deliberately teasing Wanyan Zongbi, but he still couldn't help it.

He sneered and said, "Fourth brother has never been to the Song Kingdom, how come he is so famous in the Song Dynasty? Song Envoy, did you deliberately provoke my brothers to disagree?"

"Whatever the eldest prince said, I can swear to the sky, if I have a half-made sentence, I will be destroyed in the sky!"

The ancients took heavy oaths and were afraid of the sky, so they never dared to swear indiscriminately.

But what Wang Lin said was true.

Later, Jin Wuhou was an important backbone of the Jin Kingdom's invasion of the Song Dynasty, and was described in various novels by later generations. His name must have far surpassed that of Aguda.

As soon as Wang Lin's words came out, the faces of the powerful and influential people in Jin Kingdom, especially Wanyan Zonggan and others became more complicated.

But they couldn't figure out why Jin Wushu had such a great reputation in Han.

Jin Wushu's face became even more ugly, he returned to his seat quietly, feeling uneasy.

A Guda interrupted suddenly: "Emissary Song, I have never been to the Song Dynasty, nor have I dealt with the people of the Song Dynasty. Why is Zong Bi famous in Han?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, maybe it was mentioned by the Liao ambassador when he paid a visit to my Song official family in Tokyo. The Liao envoy said that there was a generation of heroes in the Kingdom of Jin, that is, His Majesty. At the same time, there was also a rising star named Jin Wushu. ...Maybe this word will soon spread in the Han area, and there are some."

A Gu laughed loudly: "So that's how it is! However, when the envoy of Song goes back, he can tell the people of Song that I, Prince Dajin, is brave and invincible. He is the proud son of heaven, but there is more than one Jin Wushu!"

Jin Wushu hung his head in fear.

(End of this chapter)