[Southern Song Dynasty] Splendid mountains and rivers

It is said that a new restaurant has opened in Shangjing recently.

It is said that the wine in this restaurant is so strong and beautiful that it can arouse people's gluttons from half a mile away, so you have to drink a large bowl full of it.

It is said that this restaurant only steams the strongest spirits, and those who can last three bowls are all warriors.

People in the city said that the owner of the wine shop was really good at business. He first used spirits to arouse the gluttons of the eldest grandson Wanyan Hethorn, and then aroused the interest of the emperor's eldest son Wanyan Zongpan.One of these two people is the prospective prince and the other is also the prospective prince. They compete every day who drinks the most spirits.After drinking, the owner of the wine shop actually said that the spirits have been used up, and the two kings should come back tomorrow.

"Steam!" Wanyan He blushed with a prickly neck, full of arrogance.

The owner of the restaurant said with a bitter face that steaming wine requires a lot of food.

"Buy!" Wanyan Zongpan blushed and poked his neck, proudly.

The owner of the restaurant continued to say with a bitter face that he couldn't buy it.

"Buy it in the name of my majesty!" The two top nobles of the Kingdom of Jin, who were obviously drunk, said in unison.

With the presence of King Jin, the source of food for the wine shop, there is no need to worry about it from now on.

In order to thank the two great kings for their love, the owner of the restaurant specially presented two jars full of shochu, which was scorchingly strong.The two great kings were so drunk that they simply called their relatives, friends and subordinates over, and they would not return if they were not drunk.You know, there is no curfew in Shangjing, and it is not uncommon for a group of shirtless old men to get drunk and stay away all night.If you are tired, there is still a place to stay in the restaurant...

Gradually, this restaurant became a nest of bliss.

The owner of the wine shop can't count the amount of money from ear to ear, and the tribute to the kings is also like the price of water.Some kings even patted their chests and said that they don't like gold, but only like good wine. If the wine shop is opened by themselves, that would be the best thing.Within two days, the owner of the wine shop immediately opened several more wine shops, presenting the kings with both hands.

For a time, wine making and drinking became very popular in Shangjing, and gradually spread to other state capitals of the Kingdom of Jin.

Steaming wine requires food consumption.

The stronger the wine, the more food is consumed.

Gradually, summer turned into autumn, and autumn grain was continuously sent to Shangjing, and then more than half of it was used to make wine.Because according to the people of Song Dynasty, the more mellow the wine, the more fragrant it is, and the more mellow it is, the more beautiful it is... If the 20-year-old daughter red is sealed in mud, it will be a peerless treasure.

So there is nothing more to say, brew it.Brew the wine after 20 or 30 years so that future generations can drink it freely.

Gradually, the Jin people learned to walk, horses and birds, cuju and sumo wrestling, and... Shangjing was bustling with singing and dancing every night.

A few days ago, when the envoys of the Song Dynasty came to discuss the peace, they were almost shocked to see the prosperity of Shangjing.

Among them, Master Qin Hui, who was the leader, personally went to the wine shop to order a jar of daughter's red wine, took a sip while holding three locks of mustache, and said with a shake of his head, "It's quite like my Song tribute wine!"

Immediately afterwards, the deputy envoy of Yihe, Wan Qi and Mr. Wan Qi also recited a Fu in response to the occasion. The upright Taixue style attracted the amazement of all the accompanying officials.

Behind the curtain of the restaurant, Roufu Diji watched coldly, with a faint smile.

"Dongdongdongdongjia!" The little fellow suddenly ran in, holding the post in both hands, and yelled repeatedly, "The eldest prince said that he wants to book a place in our restaurant and negotiate peace with the Song Dynasty mission!" He ran In a hurry, thin beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, but he couldn't hide the excitement on his face.

"Elder Prince?" The owner of the restaurant, that is, Zhao Yuan himself, smiled coolly, "Is it Zong Pan, or He Ci?"

"Yes, yes, the assassin king!" The boy was so excited that beads of sweat broke out from the tip of his nose.

"I see." Zhao Yuan nodded slightly, and ordered, "Go and take out the best wine in the cellar, and then clear the place. Heh, the envoys of the Song Dynasty would agree to negotiate peace in such an 'inferior' wine shop. It's really..." The last few words were indistinct, but her eyes became more and more cold.

"Never mind him." The boy curled his lips, "As long as our king is willing!"

That's right, the kings of the Kingdom of Jin never mind these red tapes.

Don't talk about meeting foreign envoys in the wine shop, even if you talk about military secrets in the wine shop, no one will reprimand you for a while.

Zhao Yuan nodded lightly, and said: "Go and prepare." She said, thought for a moment, and then asked, "The accountant said last time, how much food is left in our restaurant?"

"About two thousand stones." The boy scratched his head and muttered in a low voice, "The wine that has been steamed recently is really strong, and it consumes twice as much food as last month..."

Zhao Yuan laughed again.

The twice as much food had already been packed into her carry-on space.

"Go ahead, I'll take care of you." She ordered.

The whole restaurant was immediately busy.

As the master behind the scenes, Zhao Yuan had nothing to do, so he simply went to the kitchen to cook two side dishes.Although the Great Song Dynasty has always loved food and fine dishes, the cooking methods of the Kingdom of Jin are still quite inferior.After being busy for a while, she freed her hand to cook a pot of soup, and quietly sent it to Zhao Kai.

As for the guards at the gate?

Drunk by her shochu early in the morning, she collapsed under the big tree to enjoy the shade.

Zhao Kai is already used to Zhao Yuan's daily delivery of meals, and even brings Zhao Huan over to eat and drink from time to time.Seeing that Wu Qimai is in a good mood recently, he even moved to live with Zhao Kai, just to try his sister's handicraft.Zhao Yuan once said angrily that he was not a cook, but was immediately refuted by Zhao Huan:

"Are you not willing to let your brothers become helpless?"

So Zhao Yuan could only continue to be squeezed willingly.

Later, even her underage younger brothers also got the news and moved to Zhao Kai's house together.Although Wu Qimai felt displeased, but recently he was busy negotiating peace with the envoy of Song Dynasty, and he couldn't spare a hand to deal with them, so he ignored them for the time being.

After Zhao Yuan left his dinner and dry food for six or seven days, he quietly slipped back into the wine shop.The Jin soldiers outside are still hungover, but no one cares about it anymore.Because eight out of ten defenders in Shangjing all look like this...

There was silence in the wine shop, and there was a little roaring sound from time to time in the largest VIP room.

"Sixteen prefectures of Yanyun? Not enough! Not enough! Yanyun was originally the land of the Liao Kingdom, and it was forcibly taken away by you Song people. Now it is reasonable to give it to Dajin. There are barren fields to the north of the Yellow River, and you still want to take them. To prevaricate my lord? At least two more Bianzhous will be added! Oh, my lord heard that there is a great river in your country of Song that spans east and west, called the Yangtze River!"

"This king..."

"I haven't finished my words yet, so it's your turn to talk too much! Your Majesty, Xiao Wang thinks that in order to reassure the State of Song, you can let some people go back, such as Concubine Wei, the mother of Song Emperor Zhao Gou."

"Big, big king..."

"It's the King of Pearls, not the Great King!" The person shouted resolutely, "The Great King is right next to you, are you blind? Stretch your neck and let the Great King cut off his head twice and have a look inside. Not all filled with grass!"

"..."

Indeed, those guys' minds are basically full of grass.

Still thinking about negotiating peace with the Jin people, and still discussing whether to use the Yellow River or the Yangtze River as the boundary, isn't it just a stomach full of idiots?

Zhao Yuan stood outside the room and listened for a while, called a waiter, and asked in a low voice: "Is the person in charge inside, His Majesty or the King of Acupuncture?"

"It's King Zongpan." The boy replied, "King Hecai was reprimanded by His Majesty because he was drunk and made a mistake, and he is kneeling in the Imperial Temple right now." all over.

Wanyan Aguda's eldest grandson, Wanyan co-assassin, was punished by Wu begging to kneel in the Taimiao?

It's really...a godsend opportunity.

Zhao Yuan slipped out quietly and managed to pass a small note to Wanyan Heci, which only wrote one sentence: As the eldest son and grandson, the king is actually unable to preside over the peace talks. His Majesty really underestimated him. .

After finishing this matter, she returned to the bedroom behind the wine shop and took a peaceful nap for a while.

When I woke up, it was already sunset.

The whole restaurant was in chaos.

Wanyan Heci held a big knife, and angrily went to Wanyan Zongpan, saying that he wanted to compete with him, and whoever won would be the future emperor of the Kingdom of Jin.Then, these two guys really fought in front of the envoys of the Song Dynasty, and they both suffered losses in the end.

The two of them, one is the eldest son and grandson of Wanyan Aguda, and the other is the eldest son of Wanyan Wu Qimai, and both of them have brought countless elite soldiers and generals under their command, so anyone is eligible to inherit the throne after Wu Qimai.Originally, the two were just strangled in private, but now the fight in front of the envoys of the Song Dynasty brought the hidden conflicts to the fore.

The Kingdom of Jin respects the strong.

But what if the two heirs are both strong?

Wu Qimai immediately started to have a headache, he couldn't even take care of the discussion, and he was exhausted just dealing with the snowflake memorials of the ministers every day.The envoys of the Song Kingdom who were thrown aside by him took a lot of effort to get Wu Qimai's persuasive words: first send Wei Concubine back to show the sincerity of the Jin Kingdom, and then negotiate a peace.

On the day Concubine Wei was sent to Beijing, Zhao Huan's face was frighteningly dark.

But he didn't say anything, he didn't do anything.

Before Wu Qimai had finished dealing with the peace missions of the Song State, the rivalry between the two tigers between his son and his nephew, and the voices of the relatives and nobles of the Jin State begging for a crown prince, a news that terrified him suddenly came from the state capital below: the granary, empty.

The author has something to say: Thank you Chen Buckby for mine =3=

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