My surname is Wang, my neighbor Wu Dalang

Chapter 190 You don't want me, I want you!

The next day, early in the morning.

A Guda sat on the soft leather seat, quietly looking at Wu Qimai: "Fourth Brother, how was your conversation with the Song envoy last night? Have you ever persuaded him to change his mind and agree to the divorce with Shi?"

Wu Qimai shook his head: "Others are fine, there is no engagement. Emperor brother, I think..."

"What do you think?"

"Brother Huang, although my Dajin intends to make an alliance with the Song people, it is only a temporary measure. After the Liao Dynasty is destroyed, there will be a war between my Dajin and the Song Dynasty. At that time, the two countries will be enemies. It is not because you die I live! Therefore, my younger brother thinks that it is not a good thing for Shi Di to marry Wang Lin and get married to the Song Kingdom, so this younger brother proposes to cancel this discussion."

"Why does the fourth brother conclude that I, Dajin, will definitely form a death feud with Song? Could it be that I, Dajin, can't coexist peacefully with the people of Song, and be a father and son or a brotherhood?"

Wu Qimai smiled lightly: "At present in my Dajin country, those who have such benevolence towards Song are nothing more than the younger brothers and the emperor's brother, not to mention others, just the sons of the emperor's brother, and my few good friends." Nephew, in the future, he will definitely fight against Song and rob the country of Song. This day will come sooner or later, so why push Shi Li into the pit of fire?"

Aguda stopped talking and fell silent.

After a long time, he sighed: "Fourth brother, when did you and my brother become so calculating and suspicious of each other?"

"After I die, the throne of Dajin can only and must be passed on to my fourth younger brother. As for the children of Zonggan, you just give them a place to stay in the future, so don't take it too seriously."

"The emperor's thirteen sons are all heroes, and they are all unwilling to be subordinated to others. The ministers are just worried that they will not be able to restrain them in the future... In fact, it doesn't matter who will be the emperor. The key is that I, Dajin, finally established If your foundation falls apart because of the struggle for power, when I think about it, I feel very sorry."

"That's why I took great pains to let you, fourth brother, be in charge of military affairs..."

Aguda sighed lightly: "Fourth brother, just tell me, what kind of deal did you reach with that Wang Lin last night?"

Wu Qimai knew that everything last night could not be hidden from Aguda's eyes and ears.

He directly took out the bag of snowflake salt that Wang Lin had given him from his bosom, and briefly explained the core of the transaction between Wang Lin and him.

Ah Guda's complexion changed for a long time, before he chuckled and said, "It's actually very good. If the fourth brother can benefit from it and strengthen his strength, it will also be a great fortune for me to hold the ground in the future."

Wu Qimai bowed and bowed down: "Thank you, brother, for your understanding. My brother does everything in the open. If Zonggan and these children don't make things difficult for my brother, I will definitely not do anything to make the world laugh at my Dajin royal family's flesh and blood." It's about killing each other."

"Go, fourth brother, negotiate the covenant with the Song people as soon as possible. As for Shidi's marriage, we don't have to worry about it. She decides her own affairs. I hope she doesn't misunderstand the talent."

"What do you think of Wang Lin? I heard that the great shaman has never left Wang Lin for half a step since last night, and even worshiped him as an envoy of God?"

Wu Qimai's complexion suddenly became strange and dignified: "Brother Emperor, from the perspective of my ministers, this person must be a man of destiny. He has repeatedly stirred up the visions of heaven and earth in Shangjing, and I am afraid that he will also be the king of a country in the future. A person like this , Killing it forcefully is going against the sky, and I'm afraid it will be bad for my fortune."

"And what's even more weird is that the great shaman actually calls him an envoy and never leaves him. This is obviously because he is worried that he will be harmed by others, so..."

A Guda nodded: "I know. So, fourth brother, pass on my order. No one is allowed to attack Wang Lin. Anyone who disobeys my order will be killed without mercy!"

……

Wanyan Zonggan and other Aguda disciples gathered in Wanyan Zonggan's tent.

Wanyan Zong said in a focused voice: "Brother, you can't hesitate anymore, this person can't stay anymore, you must kill him to avoid future troubles, otherwise you and I will attack Song Dynasty in the future, this person will definitely be my great enemy!"

Wanyan Zongqian was a little hesitant: "But the emperor's order comes first, if we openly disobey the order, I am afraid that I will offend the emperor... Besides, the great shaman is not far away from him now, how can he face him in front of the great shaman?" Do it?"

Wanyan Zongwang walked away with a flick of his sleeve: "Forget it, since you are all looking forward and looking backward, and have both ends, then I will be the villain. But remember, if something happens to me, none of you will be able to escape!"

……

Shangjing Posthouse.

Since last night, the great shaman of the Kingdom of Jin named Oguna has never left him, even when he is sleeping.

No matter how much Wang Lin persuaded or even forced her, she couldn't make Oguna change her mind.

Agona is mysterious and unfathomable.

Although she looked trembling and weak, as if she could be poked down with a single finger, in fact Wu Song and the others couldn't get close to her at all.

Not to mention ordinary guards.

Wang Lin actually knew that Oguna did this to prevent the Jin people from attacking him and the mission.

But he racked his brains and couldn't figure out why the great shaman of the Kingdom of Jin would recognize him as an envoy of God, and would in turn protect him as a person from the Song Dynasty. He could only guess that it was the system's father's setting.

So Wang Lin really regarded Oguna as an NPC.

When she should eat, drink, and sleep, just pretend she doesn't exist.

And Oguna never interfered with his daily life, just stood quietly in the corner of the tent, not speaking, let alone making a sound, standing for a whole day, as if she was really a statue.

Wanyan Shili approached Wang Lin's big tent, and first bowed to God Oguna: "I have seen the great shaman."

Oguna slightly paused the iron staff in her hand, which was regarded as a response.

"Wang Lin, the weather is fine today, go hunting with me!"

Seeing that Wang Lin was indifferent, Wanyan Shili rolled his eyes and said softly, "Uncle Wu Qimai asked me to talk to you about trade, and it's up to you whether you come or not."

……

The sky is high and cloudy.

In the wilderness to the north of Shangjing and south of Hushui, Wanyan Shili galloped his horse and took the lead. He set an arrow on the horse and drew a bow, and shot down a flying goose with one arrow.

More than a hundred female soldiers under her command followed from afar.

Wu Song, Shi Jin, and Li Kui also followed with more than a hundred tiger guards.

A group of flying geese flew across the clouds in a herringbone shape.

Wanyan Shili immediately smiled sweetly: "Wang Lin, come here!"

Wang Lin smiled calmly, but did not shoot the arrow according to his words, and said: "The princess called me out, didn't you have something to say?"

Wanyan Shili raised eyebrows: "You are really unhappy... Well, my uncle said that the business can be done, and the covenant should be negotiated quickly. I hope you will leave Shangjing within three days, so as not to ruin your life needlessly. This is my uncle. The token, you take it well, and use the token as evidence in future transactions."

After Wanyan Shili finished speaking, he threw an iron card.

A triangular token with the three Jurchen seal characters of Wanyan Sheng cast on it.

Wang Lin smiled and put it in his arms.

In fact, early this morning, the Jinren sent word that Ma Kuozheng, on behalf of the mission, was conducting final negotiations with the Jinren on the covenant.

Jin Ren did not mention any additional requirements.

Just discussing the facts, agreeing to the three conditions proposed by the Song State, but Wu Qimai, on behalf of the Emperor of the Jin State, had to lead a mission to Song Dongdong after the actual signing of the covenant, and then meet with the Song State officials to sign.

This is the compromise that Wang Lin reached with Wu Qimai last night.

It's nothing more than a procrastination tactic.

Under normal circumstances, the Song-Jin Covenant could already be signed and take effect at this moment.

But in this way, it is tantamount to going back and forth, and dragging on for more than half a year.

And this is in line with Wu Qimai's wish, he just wanted to go to Song to see the reality of Song.

It is the season when the grass grows and the warbler flies. This piece of grassland at the foot of the mountains is covered with green grass, endless, and the scenery is very spectacular.

Wang Lin and Wanyan Shili walked side by side, looking at the towering mountains at the far end, the grasslands nearby, when the wind blows the grass and the low places, they saw groups of sheep running past, and from time to time there were thousands of sheep running by. The horses galloped by, feeling refreshed.

Wanyan Shili was silent for a long time, before he said: "My royal father will no longer force you and my marriage contract, you must be very happy, right?"

"Thank you Your Majesty and Princess for your understanding."

"This should be thanks to the great shaman. Although the great shaman never said a word from the beginning to the end, she never leaves you, and she recognizes you as the envoy of God, no doubt to protect you."

"I want to ask, Wang Lin, if you don't agree to marry me, is it because you can't let go of your wife Song, or...you don't like me at all?"

The corner of Wang Lin's mouth twitched.

This alien woman spoke too directly.

"My wife is innocent. Divorcing her is absolutely impossible. As for you and I, we have only known each other for a few days. How can we like it or not?"

"Then you Song people are really different from us Jin people. The first time I saw you, I knew you would be the man I wanted to marry and have children for you, but in your eyes, I just It’s just a strange woman, is that what you mean?”

"So, princess, you are a Jin, you are a princess, I am a Song, and I am the Minister of Song. Although you and I have agreed on an alliance, we will not be friends after all. Presumably the princess knows better than me. In the future, you Jin We will definitely attack the Song Dynasty, then, at that time, our two countries will be enemy countries, you and I can still swim side by side in Shangjing today, and when we meet again in the future, we may have to fight to the death..."

"Wang Lin, look at this vast grassland, the scenery is so magnificent. But in a month or two, this land will be a world of ice and snow, and it is very difficult for our Dajin people to survive and reproduce here. Therefore, my Dajin wants to open up new territories Earth, is it wrong to find a place to recuperate and live for the clansmen?"

Wang Lin was silent for a while, then nodded: "It has nothing to do with right or wrong, it's just the law of survival."

"Wang Lin, I have also read the books of your Han people. I know that you Song Dynasty, or the Central Plains dynasty before that, have actually been expanding their territory in all dynasties. You Han people can do it, and we Jin people can do it too."

"The sixteen prefectures of Yanyun have been in the hands of the Liao people for a hundred years, but you Song people still regard them as Song soil. If Liao is weak and Song is strong at this moment, the Song people must have invaded Liao long ago, right?"

After Wang Lin glanced at Yan Shili, he really didn't expect that this bright and straightforward Princess of the Kingdom of Jin would know a lot of things.

Wanyan Shili took the cowhide water bag from his waist, took a sip from the cork, and handed it to Wang Lin casually: "This is the fine wine of your Song people, but it is far less strong than my Dajin wine!"

Wang Lin took it and took a few sips casually, and said with a smile: "Spirited wine is not necessarily better than fine wine!"

Wanyan Shili turned his head and looked at Wang Lin with a half-smile, "Really?"

Wang Lin suddenly felt dizzy, his complexion changed, and he fell off the horse with his head in his pocket, and disappeared into the grass half as high as a person.

Wanyan Shili's face was rosy, she floated off the horse lightly, and said lightly: "You don't want me, but I want you! I want you to taste the taste of grassland spirits, and you will be drunk to death!"

The cool north wind blows across the grassland.

(End of this chapter)