[Southern Song Dynasty] Splendid mountains and rivers

Yelu Dashi stared at her closely, and repeated it again.

"I don't know if this Empress Dowager can become Emperor Song's master?"

This question was really too harsh and harsh, even Zhao Yuan, who was always calm, couldn't help frowning slightly.

There is no emperor concubine in the world who can be the master of Emperor Song.

Even the most powerful Rou Fu in the rumors can't.

The meaning of Yelu's words is quite clear: if Di Ji becomes Emperor Song's master, then it is natural to send troops to "encircle" Xixia; if Di Ji cannot become Emperor Song's master, then nothing will be discussed.

Zhao Yuan nodded slightly, and gradually began to smile: "What the envoy of Liao meant is that there really are good-bred bloody horses in the hands of the Liao Kingdom?"

"!!!"

It's not as good as it was said to be!

Yelu Dashi hadn't had time to appreciate how fast her thinking was jumping, but was surprised by her words again.

That's right, in the hands of the Liao Kingdom, there are indeed fine-bred sweat horses.

But the question is, how does this mighty Empress deduce this point from his few words! ?

Zhao Yuan looked back at Zhong Yi and smiled slightly.

Yelu Dashi asked her if she could be the master of Emperor Song → Yelu Dashi was very satisfied with the deal and had no objection to the price she offered → Liao Kingdom must have a corresponding bargaining chip in its hands, otherwise, once the contract is broken, Emperor Liao will be torn apart .ticket.They cannot afford the consequences.

And the corresponding bargaining chip is naturally the fine-bred hard-earned horse mentioned by Zhao Yuan just now.

As for "sending troops to encircle Xixia"?

Yelu Dashi can send 30 people, or [-] people, the decision is up to him.But as long as the fine-bred bloody horses thrive on the Hetao Plain, within a few years, Song Dynasty will be able to train an elite army to wipe out Xixia with his own hands!

Therefore, compared with "sending troops to encircle", "thoroughbred horses with sweat and blood" are the life and roots of the elite cavalry of the Song Dynasty in the future.

Apparently Yelu Dashi also knew this, that's why his complexion changed so quickly.

"Although I can't be the emperor's master, I can ask the emperor for two orders." Zhao Yuan said leisurely, "I think the Liao envoy should know how many good-bred hard-blooded horses the Liao emperor is worth."

Yelu Dashi's complexion suddenly became ugly.

If Zhao Yuan specifies the number of bloody horses, then he can still bargain.

But now, she told him plainly that the number of bloody horses is equivalent to that of Emperor Liao!

This time it’s okay, how important the Liao Emperor is in the hearts of the Liao people, he can exchange as many bloody horses as he wants.Negotiating the price is also an internal friction in the Liao Kingdom, and has nothing to do with the people of Song Dynasty, and has nothing to do with her Rou Fu Di Ji.

Such a hot potato was thrown back into Yelu Dashi's hands.The most ruthless thing is that he has to pick it up, and he has to pick it up happily.

Yelu Dashi decided that after returning to China, he would immediately list Song Guorou Fu Diji as the number one enemy, without delay!

Zhao Yuan didn't care how many twisted thoughts came into his mind, after throwing out this hot potato, he sat back on the secretary's seat and concentrated on recording the conversation between the two.As for how Zhong Yi negotiated with Yelu Dashi about the batch of bloody horses, it was up to Lord Shaolang to decide whether the batch of sweaty horses should be placed in Shuozhou or Daizhou.

The two discussed for a long time before Yelu Dashi left with satisfaction.As soon as he left, Zhong Yi immediately wrote a letter to Yanjing.In any case, these horses will eventually have to pass the official way.As for the reason and how to go there, it all depends on Mr. Shaolang's wonderful pen.

Zhao Yuan looked at him quietly for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "I didn't expect that your documents are so good."

Zhong Yi twitched the corner of his mouth, and said helplessly, "It's just some official articles. No matter how colorful it is, it can't compare to a long gun on the battlefield."

Zhao Yuan was silent.

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night.

The moon was dark.

Zhao Yuan crouched in front of the case, pondering the geographical location of Xiliao and Xixia, and by the way, pondering how silted up the old course of the Yellow River was.She remembered that it was written in the history textbook that as early as the reign of Emperor Renzong of this dynasty, the Yellow River had become an "overground river", with a considerable drop from the water level.Now that it has been silted up for another hundred and 80 years, the bed of the old river has already been filled with silt, and it is no easy task to dredge it.

Does Da Song have excavators?No.

Does Song Dynasty have sand dredgers?No.

Even in the 21st century with excavators and sand dredgers, it will take considerable financial resources to gradually remove the silt from the Yellow River.In the Song Dynasty where there are no excavators or dredgers, we need to clear the silt from the Yellow River...

Take a shower and sleep, or dream come sooner.

Seek water management talents.

Looking for mechanical talents.

Ask to cross the excavator! ...

Her Highness Di Ji lay on the table, choking speechlessly.

She is a liberal arts student, not an engineering student! How can she know how to control water... Crying blind.

There was a neat and regular knock on the door outside.

Zhao Yuan sat up suddenly, arranged the pens and paper on the case neatly, and said, "Come in."

The door opened with a creak, and Zhong Yi leaned quietly by the door, watching her for a while, seemingly hesitating.In this era, it is extremely impolite for a man to rush into a woman's boudoir.

Zhao Yuan sighed, stepped forward, dragged him by his armor, dragged him in, and firmly pressed him on the chair to sit down.Zhong Yi was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head silently, allowing her to do what she did, neither resisting nor willing to resist.

"I..." He said shyly, but he didn't know how to continue.

Zhao Yuan sat down across from him, tilted his head to look at him, without the appearance of an imperial concubine.

"I..." He hesitated and paused for a long time before saying something almost irrelevant, "I heard that Diji went to Huazhou again a few days ago, did it go well?"

Zhao Yuan picked up a map of the Yellow River waterway on the desk and stuffed it into his arms, with a frustrated expression on his face: "Here."

Zhong Yi was stunned for a while holding the waterway map, then lowered his head in even more frustration, and said in a low voice, "I... don't quite understand it."

"I went to Huazhou twice." Zhao Yuan said sullenly, "The first time, I sent money and grain; Liquor, everything is necessary. Fortunately, Yanjing also sent some people to gather the victims and keep them safe. General Yue Feiyue also came, saying that it was...his fault... "

She paused for a moment, and suddenly felt a little annoyed: "The officials of the Ministry of Industry really couldn't come up with a better way, so I copied two waterway maps, hoping to see something, but unexpectedly..." Or So powerless.

"Di Ji."

Chong Yizai carefully folded the waterway map of the Yellow River, and comforted him gently, "Diji has done a good job, so there is no need to underestimate yourself. Throughout the ages, only Diji has been able to do this..." Jump Under the bright candlelight, there were still many emotions that could not be clearly seen or guessed in those dark eyes like ink.After he said that, his voice was already a little hoarse, and he couldn't help raising his hand to caress the white gauze wrapped around her neck, "Does it still hurt?"

She pouted and nodded.

Zhong Yi's movements froze suddenly, and an indescribable pain flashed in his eyes: "Chen..."

"It hurts only to you." She flattened her mouth again and muttered.

The pain in his eyes became more and more severe, his slender knuckles moved above the white gauze, and his thumb brushed across the tiny trace of blood, as gently as touching fragile glass.

"Di Ji..."

Zhong Yi got up and half-kneeled beside her, carefully sizing up the reddish bloodstain, tightly pursed his thin lips, and the color faded from his face.

Suddenly I really want... I really want to kiss her.

The moment this thought flashed across his mind, he took two steps back abruptly, knocking over the chair and the flower stand one after another.The porcelain bottle fell to the ground with a loud shattering sound, which stimulated his tympanic membranes and stimulated his fragile nerves.

He obviously planned to come in and take a look at her before leaving, but he couldn't restrain himself anymore.

He lowered his head in a bit of embarrassment, and said, "I ordered someone to clean it up." Then he fled in despair.

If he stayed any longer, he didn't know what kind of crazy things he would do.

The servants were already familiar with his young master's gaffe, they packed the porcelain vase silently and then left silently.Under the long corridor, Zhong Yi held the cold sword, looked at the dark moonlight, and remained silent.Yelu Dashi has already gone back to prepare the bloody horses. When the horses reach Shuozhou, Diji will immediately go north to welcome the Liao Emperor.Until then, it will be extremely difficult for him to see her again.

But the heavy burden on his body made him breathless, and the three blood-stained daggers were still left in the room, reminding him not to forget Baihegou and Xixia at all times.Even if he thinks about it...

No, you can't.

He suddenly hugged the cold long sword tightly, and said silently, no.

God knows how much he wants to live according to his own will, God knows how much he wants to hug her and ride horses across the vast expanse...

"Mr. Shaolang."

A family general hurried over and whispered to him, "People from Shuozhou came, saying that the first batch of bloody horses has arrived at the racecourse. In half a month, the second and third batches of bloody horses will arrive." They will also be delivered together. The envoys of the Liao Kingdom also asked, when will they see the Liao Emperor?"

"En." Zhong Yi stood up tiredly, rubbed the center of his eyebrows, his movements froze suddenly, and then gradually put down his hands.

"But..." The general's face suddenly showed some embarrassment.

"But it's okay to say." Zhong Yi said softly.

"However, there are three batches of two thousand sweat horses, all of which are males!"

"what?!"

Two thousand stallions?

Yelu Dashi is really... really...

"The envoys of the Liao Kingdom said that the life of the Liao Emperor is more important than the entire Daliao. Therefore, they used all the [-] bloody horses in the whole country, bypassed Xixia, walked the Mongolian prairie, and sent them all the way to Shuozhou. Go." After the family general spoke, a little resentment appeared on his face, "But how could all of the [-] fine-bred hard-blooded horses in the whole country be males! This is unreasonable!"

Zhong Yi slowly closed his eyes, leaning on the pillar in the corridor, his expression became more and more tired.

Nothing unreasonable.

Without mares, this batch of sweathorses would not be able to breed, and would be inferior from generation to generation.After three or two generations, the lineage of the bloody horses was exhausted, and the cavalry of the Song Dynasty came to an end.

Yes, law, big, stone.

What Di Ji said was right, this person is by no means simple.

The author has something to say: Thank you Cat in the Grave for Mines =3=

Thank you Landmine of the house girl who lives in the novel =3=

Thanks cat in the grave for the grenade =3=