Song Beiyun

Han Ji went to the front line with the imperial concubine and concubine, and brought rice noodles and meat, while Xiao Song brought Bi Luo to Xiangshan to enjoy the red leaves.

Anyway, the imperial concubine and the coach cannot appear at the same time, so Xiao Song simply came out to play for a few days.

"Master, that empress..." Biluo handed over hot tea and pastries from the side: "It's so beautiful."

That’s not nonsense, that’s a wonderful statement. According to her, she was ugly and short-bodied before the time travel. She had never been in a relationship at all, and even men didn’t know how to look at her very well. After the time travel, she was just like Xiao Song. , possessing something that was once elusive.How to say this thing, it is a gift from God, can there be any difference in what is a gift from God?

Among other things, you can tell by looking at Xiao Song. He was not ugly before, but he was definitely not handsome.

But looking at it now, if Xiao Song wants to, he can choose a street at random, and he can sleep from the street to the end of the street in a short time. Seven or eight out of ten girls are willing to let him sleep. They are handsome, talented, and rich. Warmth, after all, is ten million times better than those smelly men who sit at home and don't even take a bath.

"Master, you and her..."

In fact, Bi Luo only met Jin Ling'er and Zuo Rou, but she had never seen Miaoyan Buddha Baonu, so she was still a little worried about Song Beiyun, after all, he had been hanging out with the noble concubines and concubines of the Liao Kingdom these days Together, if people find out about this, will His Majesty the Liao Emperor go crazy?

Moreover, she herself is engaged in intelligence, and she knows that this kind of thing is the kind of paper that can't cover fire. As long as she wants to know, she can know it, and she can't cover it up. Come out, this is what adults know well.

"Huh?" Xiao Song turned around.

Biluo hurriedly took a step back, lowered her head and said, "I'm just worried that my master will get into trouble. After all, the noble concubine of a country is still... a bit taboo. If the master is unbearable, Biluo is here, although she is not as beautiful as that noble concubine. Empress, but...but very stable."

"Haha." Xiao Song patted her forehead: "Why are you always so careful?"

"I……"

Xiao Song smiled and put his hands on Biluo's shoulders: "When I first met you, you were 15 years old, right?"

"Yes, fifteen..."

"Now she's a girl of eighteen or nineteen."

Xiao Song's words made Biluo frowned: "Biluo never thought about getting married..."

"You are too sensitive, who told you to marry someone." Xiao Song shook his head and said, "You can be regarded as someone who has come with me all the way. You also know that what I do is for stability, not for sure. I never do."

"But if Emperor Liao knew about it, what should we do?"

Facing Biluo's worry, Xiao Song frowned with a smile. He rubbed Biluo's small face and said with a smile: "I know, how could she not know, if she knows, he doesn't dare to take care of it, and even if he came in person, It's a big deal, let's have a good time together under the quilt."

Biluo looked at Song Beiyun in astonishment, an extremely strange picture appeared in her mind, she couldn't help but hold Song Beiyun's arm firmly: "Master, don't give me away, okay..."

Xiao Song: "???"

He felt that Biluo might have chatted with him across servers, but he really didn't know which fork in the road he went wrong, but in the face of this kind of problem, it is generally unnecessary to trace the source, just agree directly.

Giving away this versatile little helper?Even Xiao Song can't do such a luxurious thing, but if you think about it in another way, Bi Luo was sold to a village bully as a concubine at the age of 12, and was rescued by herself at the age of [-] or [-]. Later, it was considered a success She is completely different from the carefree and innocent Zuo Rou who was taken care of since she was a child. Now she is in a stage where she spends her whole life repairing the shadow of her childhood.

"Okay, don't think about that." Xiao Song rubbed her ears: "I still think of a way to build an intelligence network on the Liao side, and I feel that something is missing."

"Ah."

Speaking of it, Xiao Song felt that he was really a bit aloof. He was so leisurely now, so he might as well go to the folks to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. The bondage of sleeping.

In the past, he saw that this yamen and that high-ranking official did some romantic and absurd things outside in the forbidden novels of the past dynasties. He thought it was quite interesting at that time, and he even had some longing for it.But after he really came to this era that he had only seen in books, those things seemed really boring.

Let’s not talk about whether the girls are good-looking or not. In fact, there are quite a lot of good-looking girls, but there are too few interesting ones. He also often goes to brothels to eat in cafeterias. Those women who think they are alluring and coquettish are just like wild donkeys rolling around in his eyes, which is not interesting. very.

It was getting late, and after eating some vegetarian food in the temple, Xiao Song sat reading a book under the lamp, until there was a knock on the door outside, he answered, and Biluo immediately stepped forward and opened the door.

A man in prairie attire walked outside, and he walked up to Song Beiyun and performed a prairie courtesy to Song Beiyun.

"coming?"

Xiao Song continued to read the book, but he didn't look up at the person who looked up, but that person didn't dare to neglect at all, stepped forward and stood in front of Song Beiyun cautiously, and said in a low voice, "Damn Khan asked me to give Master Song Sent a word."

"Khan, do you have something to say to me?" Xiao Song raised his head slightly: "What can you say to me?"

"Exactly..." The man stood there with nervousness on his face: "Khan said..."

Xiao Song finally raised his head, but only glanced at him: "Say."

"The Khan said that if Mr. Song can let the Song State withdraw its troops, the Khan is willing to give Mr. Song ten thousand taels of gold and ten thousand cattle and sheep."

"Golden ten thousand taels?"

"Yes."

"Ten thousand cattle and sheep?"

"Yes."

"Hahahahaha..." Xiao Song clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "This is not a small sum, Da Khan really thinks highly of Song."

"Da Khan also said that if Master Song is willing, Quan should make friends with Master Song this time."

Xiao Song suppressed his smile and put down the book in his hand: "Nasi, do you still have something to say to me?"

The prairie man's face became a little pale, and he hesitated for a long time before he could speak.

"Grassland Khan is a man of great talent and great vision. He has never seen a treacherous minister like me, ten thousand taels of gold, ten thousand heads of cattle and sheep. I'm afraid it's your own initiative, right?" Xiao Song said with a smile: "You, think you're smart."

That prairie man's forehead was covered with sweat. What Song Beiyun said was correct. The sweat did not mention Song Beiyun at all, but Nasi, as the messenger of the prairie, knew in his heart that this Song Beiyun... was the night of the Song Kingdom. emperor.

He never asks about internal affairs, but he has the final say on external affairs. Which one of these envoys is not the smartest among the smart people?

So Nasi gritted his teeth and discussed with his own tribe, using this method of cutting flesh to build a bridge between Song Beiyun and the grassland, not for other... for the business of their tribe, after all, in these days of war, they The tribe's business is almost abolished, and if they don't think about it, I'm afraid they won't be able to solve the problem in the coming year.

Ten thousand taels of gold are nothing, ten thousand cattle and sheep are nothing, as long as Song Beiyun is happy, then their tribe is equivalent to sitting on mountains of gold and silver.

"Let's talk, I won't be surprised if your big sweat says anything."

Facing Xiao Song's aggressiveness, Nasi was silent for a moment, and then said in a deep voice, "Khan said..."

"Ok?"

"Da Khan didn't say anything. He asked me to meet the Emperor Song to ask for peace talks, but I know that if Master Song doesn't nod, this war will never end."

"Hahahaha." Xiao Song pointed at him with a smile: "Na Si, Na Si, you."

Nasi lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Song Beiyun, but Xiao Song just shook his head and said, "Peace talks, no problem. But Nasi, do you now know that the grassland can't survive the winter?"

Nasi didn't dare to say anything, but he knew very well in his heart that if the grassland couldn't hold on anymore, it would be impossible for him to bow his head and admit defeat with the style of the Golden Horde.

But as a senior diplomat, he doesn't know what it means to admit defeat on this diplomatic occasion.

Xixia is a clear example.

"Tomorrow, you will be the representative, let's have a tripartite meeting." Xiao Song stretched out his hand and gestured: "It's late at night, and my concubine and I are going to rest, so see you tomorrow."

After Xiao Song's words, Nasi hurriedly left, and after he left, Biluo walked up to him and asked curiously: "Master, if you need Biluo, just tell me."

"Arrange people and keep an eye on this and that department." Xiao Song raised his eyes lightly: "He might do something bad. It's a good thing that people don't want to kill the world for themselves. It seems that all the grassland ministries have started to make small plans now. It's a good thing."

"Yes, Biluo will make arrangements now. Later, after Biluo washes up, she will come to serve her."

"Well, let's go." Xiao Song nodded: "By the way, inform the subordinates that the content of tomorrow's meeting will be sent to the capital of Jin Kingdom as soon as possible."

Chapter 623: On October 10th of the fourth year, the rain means that the deer will cover the sky for the horse

Nasi didn't do anything bad, he returned to his residence in a daze, and angrily dropped a set of ox horn cups that were meant to be dedicated to Song Beiyun. After such a [-]-foot clank man roared, he also sat on the bedside and cried. There was a sound.

He did not seek the best result, but what he waited for was the most unacceptable end for the tribe and the Khanate.

After today, he knows what the grassland will face, but the matter has come to this point, he is just an insignificant envoy, even if he bears the world's infamy, he still has to sit on the negotiating table like a branding iron, holding a pen in his hand and signing enough to make it worthwhile. The warriors of the steppe cursed his 1-year treaty.

After crying bitterly, he took out the jerky he had brought from his hometown, and while sorting out materials to fight for as many rights as possible for the grassland, he put a dagger that his father gave him at the coming-of-age ceremony.

After the materials were completely sorted out, he picked up a pen and began to write the suicide note, and when everything was in place, Nasi raised the dagger and pointed it at his chest.

His chest heaved violently, and his mind seemed to be struggling violently, but the tip of the knife was getting closer and closer to his chest.

But at this moment, the door outside was pushed open brutally, and Song Beiyun walked in from the door in brocade clothes, looking at him with a smile.

"Nasi, can't you think about it?"

After Song Beiyun finished speaking, he raised his neck, and the surrounding guards rushed up and snatched the knife from Nasi's hand and threw it on the ground.

Then he stepped forward and sat on the chair, Bi Luo behind him took off his cloak and held it in his hands.

"I have always respected the prairie, and I respect the men on the prairie." Xiao Song said slowly, his voice soft as if he was talking to an old friend he hadn't seen for many years: "But throughout the ages, there has always been a principle of success and defeat. If you lose, you will have to bear the consequences of losing. Your company is known as the most intelligent person in the grassland, how could it not have thought of it?"

"Lord Song." Nasi's gaze had lost its luster, but he opened his mouth dully and said, "Nasi must die, otherwise he will be spurned by the entire grassland, and his tribe will also be expelled."

Xiao Song gently pushed open the window, the autumn rain was dripping outside, and the cold wind brought moisture into the room.

Raindrops slid on Song Beiyun's face, he raised his neck and took a deep breath: "Oh my god, it looks like Jiangnan. Nasi, you haven't been to Jiangnan yet, have you?"

"No."

Xiao Song laughed, turned around, and pointed to a wooden carving on Nasi's table: "Nasi, what is that on your table?"

Nasi followed Song Beiyun's hand and looked over. He didn't understand what it meant, but he still replied very frankly: "This is a woodcarving that Nasi brought from his hometown, and it's just a temporary skill for Nasi."

"What is it?"

"I'm ashamed to say that Nasi Liberty likes roosters. There are no roosters on the grassland, so Nasi carved one."

Xiao Song stepped forward to pick up the wooden carving and played with it for a while, then put it back on the table, and patted Na Si on the shoulder: "Na Si, this is a phoenix."

"Huh?" Nasi raised his head to look at Song Beiyun: "Master Song...it's really just a rooster."

"It's Phoenix."

"Song..."

Xiao Song interrupted his words with a wave of his hand, just smiled and threw his sleeves behind his back: "I said it is a phoenix, and it is a phoenix. One day it is a phoenix, and it will be a phoenix all its life. People in the world say that it is a chicken, so it is a phoenix." Everyone in the world is wrong. Nasi, let me ask you again, what is this?"

"I……"

But Song Beiyun didn't ask Nasi to give an answer. After he finished speaking, he led the people out of the door, leaving Nasi sitting there alone, his chest was full of twists and turns, and his heart was surging.

In ancient times, a stag was referred to as a horse, but today, a chicken is referred to as a phoenix.

In the past, Nasi would definitely have to think hard, but today is different, he is already in a desperate situation, and this advice made him suddenly enlightened.

This is true of everything in the world, as long as it is the one who is high above, no one can say anything wrong.

What Nasi is worried about is that people's words are scary, but what if Nasi is like this Song Beiyun?Who else in the world would dare to open their mouths and say no?

The Golden Horde is nothing more than a collection of more than a hundred tribes. If you can make a big sweat, why can't you do it?

And in this blurred world situation, who can make himself successful?After counting and counting, it is Song Beiyun, the emperor of the night.

He had already made it clear just now that the stuff in that department was not a chicken, if he said it was not, then it was not, and no one could say it was not.

This kind of courage and power really made Nasi feel the arrogance of the heaven and the kingdom. Nasi, who is familiar with Han history, seemed to see from Song Beiyun at that moment just now that there was no one standing on the eastern land. Looking up to the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

At this moment, the light of hope shone brightly like the sky breaking through the clouds, and he suddenly understood what he should do, and no matter what he did, he would definitely not sit here and write a suicide note for the rest of his life.

Destiny cannot be controlled by others. Nasi made up his mind. He got up and tore up the suicide note. After reorganizing the materials, he put away the dagger that symbolized the warrior, and asked his followers to dig some cold wells from the outside. After washing his body with water, he went to bed to recharge his batteries.

The next day, the three-party meeting was held in the largest official court in Yanjing. Song Beiyun and seven envoys were the representatives of the Song Kingdom, Xiao Wang, the King of the Southern Academy, and thirteen ministers from the North and South Privy Councils of the Liao Kingdom, and one It is the grassland mission led by Nasi.

After the group entered the official garden, they entered the first round of negotiations after a short wait.

The three parties made their own statements on the current situation, the blame for the war, and the war damage of all parties.

It is undisputed that the grassland was determined to be the initiator of the war, but Song and Liao were fighting over who was the first victim.

Song Beiyun was drinking tea the whole time. He didn't speak, but let the seven professionals around him debate.

Because Song Beiyun has never been good at debating, if someone insists on debating with him, no matter whether it is the Liao Kingdom or the grassland, he will pull a cannon, and then stick a note on the muzzle of the cannon and write: "The other side's debater, this is our side." argument".

In the end, the thirteen ministers of the Liao Kingdom failed to win the debate, and they were all a little frustrated, but the king of the South Court had his usual expression. As a general, how could he not know that the victory or defeat on the battlefield is the bargaining chip on the negotiating table.

Since Da Song was the biggest victim, he deserved the most compensation, so the seven kings under Song Beiyun's seat began to draft the agreement on the spot, and when they were drafting the agreement, the other two parties also began to draft the agreement.

The so-called peace meeting is just a business of bargaining. Whether it is Song Liao or the grassland, they must strive for the greatest benefits for their country as much as possible.

This is normal and reasonable, because as long as it is a normal country, everyone from the emperor to the people must take safeguarding the interests of the motherland as the highest value. As for whether it can be protected, it is the responsibility of the motherland.

The three agreements were drafted quickly, and then they were circulated in turn, Song State to Grassland, Grassland to Liao State, and Liao State to Song State.

After one round like this, it is called a round.

After the first round, the second round of negotiations also started. Everyone knew that the first round of the agreement was all nonsense, and it was not a violation of the other party's bottom line. It was simply a joke.

For example, the Song State’s collegial agreement required the prairie to cede territory all the way to Beihai. Where is Beihai?That's all at Lake Baikal, and further up is the bitterly cold place in the extreme north, let alone people, where even bears can starve to death.

However, the grassland's collegial document is light and light, why is it willing to compensate Song and Liao for a total of [-] sheep and [-] catties of various meat products.

Is this enough to get between your teeth?That is not enough for the Song and Liao allied forces to eat and drink for seven days. This is of course nonsense, so everyone naturally disagrees.

So the second round of negotiations began, and the smell of gunpowder in the second round of negotiations is usually very heavy, because the grasslands have no ability to compensate the needs of the Song and Liao countries, and in the proposals of the Song and Liao countries, the amount of compensation is much higher than War punishment for Xi Xia.

Negotiations have continued. Compared with the previous negotiations with Xixia, this time the peace talks are more rigorous and difficult.