Falling Blossoms and Storms Ancient Poetry[Transmigration Book]

The next day, under the arrangement of Li Dian, Wanyan Chuo hosted a banquet for the envoys from Mongolia and Xixia in the largest and most luxurious restaurant in Zhongdu. It can be described as grand and grand.

The envoys from the Xixia Kingdom arrived early in the morning, even earlier than Wanyan Chuo's arrival, which showed that he lacked confidence in his heart. In contrast, the Mongolian envoys were very calm.

What you think in your heart is one thing, but on the surface, Wanyan Chuo still put on a warm and hospitable expression, and greeted him loudly from a long distance: "I think this is Mr. Ren, good to meet you, good to meet you .”

When Ren Degong turned his head, he saw a handsome young man in red with an outstanding temperament walking slowly. He was wearing a red brocade robe with gilded gold. The clothes were luxurious, and his face was like a crown jade, and his lips were painted red.

Is this young man Wanyan Chuo, the only son of the sixth prince Wanyan Hongxi, the son of Prince Rong?

While Ren Degong secretly looked at Wanyan Chuo, he still did not forget to put on a philistine smile on his face. He warmly greeted him, bowed his hands and said, "It really is a tiger father without dogs! Yesterday in the hall, I had the honor to meet His Royal Highness King Rong. I met once, and today I have the favor of the little prince, and I feel very honored to be invited to the banquet."

"Your Majesty Ren, you are being polite." An official from a neighboring country who was older than his father spoke one contempt after another, and his attitude was so humble, which made Wanyan Chuo realize once again that there is no such thing as benevolence, justice, propriety, wisdom and trust between countries. A big fist is the last word.

"Since ancient times, a hero was born in a young age, and the little prince is very courageous. He was able to lead the army at a young age, and saved our Xia Kingdom from danger. As a courtier of the Xia Kingdom, I would like to thank the little prince for his generous help on behalf of the people of the Xia Kingdom."

"My lord Ren is too serious..." I can't afford to wear this high hat: "The alliance between the two countries is a country of brothers, and they should be united as one, advancing together and retreating together."

What Wan Yanchuo said was neither humble nor overbearing. He did not have the arrogance of a large country, but also preserved the self-esteem of the Xixia National Committee. After listening to Ren Degong, it was very useful, and he couldn't help but think highly of this young Prince Rong A few points.

"I heard that the little prince invited the Mongolian mission today?" The alliance has only just appeared, and the promised soldiers have not yet been obtained, so why not make Ren Degong secretly worried.

Wanyan Chuo didn't deny it, just smiled slightly, and said, "Master Ren can't trust me, Dajin!"

Ren Degong smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to argue.

Don’t be afraid if there is suspicion, the Kingdom of Jin and the Kingdom of Xia are too close to each other, and they co-exist. If it weren’t for the ambitious Mongolia entrenched on the northern grasslands, these two countries would have maintained the three no-contact, no-contact, and no-communication policies. It is perfectly normal for policies to guard against each other. Moreover, Wan Yanchuo firmly believes that before the two countries form an alliance, it is a good thing to put these suspicions on the table.

"An ancient sage said that the listener is trustworthy, and there is nothing you can't tell others! What do you think?"

Does this mean that I judge the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain?Unexpectedly, the young prince of the Kingdom of Jin, who looked harmless to humans and animals, was actually an unforgiving master, Ren Degong laughed even more embarrassingly.

It is said that it is a banquet, such a grand occasion, the table is full of delicacies from mountains and seas, there are silk and bamboo orchestras, singing and dancing girls set off the atmosphere, Ren Degong does not feel at home at all, but he is not sure what is buried in the gourd of the little prince of the Kingdom of Jin medicine?

Fortunately, not long after that, the Mongolian envoys came too late.

Wanyan Chuo was the host of the banquet, and Shi Shiran sat on the top seat, carefully sizing up the Mongolian envoys oncoming, with a decent smile on his face.

"I've seen the little prince in Shimomu..." The chief envoy of the Mongolian mission was a tall and sturdy man with a thick beard and a pair of narrow and long eyes.

"Your Majesty, don't be too polite, please sit down."

After taking his seat, Qiongmu beckoned the guards on the side to come forward, holding a sandalwood box in his hand, and said that he would dedicate it to Wan Yanchuo: "The little prince is kindly inviting, Qiongmu is a rough person, and he usually comes straight I'm used to it, if there is anything not thoughtful in terms of etiquette, I ask the little prince to forgive me a lot."

I hastily set up a banquet with a short notice, and before I went to the banquet, I didn't forget to prepare a meeting ceremony for myself. It seems that this envoy of the wood is not as careless as it seems on the surface. Well, he is a rough man fine characters.

"My lord, you are being polite." Wan Yanchuo turned his head slightly, Si Tui behind him understood, and took the initiative to take the sandalwood box presented by the other party.

When Si retreated back, he put the sandalwood box in front of Wan Yanchuo, Wanyan Chuo opened it without any hesitation, looked at it, couldn't help chuckling, and said with emotion: "Such a magical weapon, giving me this will not hurt at all." It's a pity for weak scholars of martial arts."

It turned out that what was placed in the sandalwood box was not gold, silver or jewelry, but a sword with a cold light.

Wanyan Chuo didn't understand the quality of weapons, but he could also intuitively guess that it was a great gift.

Kazuki laughed heartily, and said: "Young Lord, I don't know, this sword has a great origin. According to legend, there is red gold at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, and its color is like fire. When the Yellow Emperor defeated Chiyou, Chen Bing dug more than a hundred feet here. Before reaching the spring, I can only see the fire like stars, and there are many red stones buried in the ground. After quenching, you can get copper, which is green and sharp, and steel and fine. , Bai Niu sacrificed to the God of Kunlun Mountain, mined gold and cast it into the essence of the Eight Swords. This one is one of them, the name is Zhengang, because it cuts jade and gold, it is like cutting earth and wood.

Wanyan Chuo nodded while listening, so that's the case.

"It is said that a famous sword deserves a hero, and the little prince is among dragons and phoenixes, so he naturally deserves such a sword."

This bowl of ecstasy soup was poured, Wanyan Chuo was too embarrassed to refuse, laughed loudly, and said: "Since that's the case, this son will be disrespectful."

On the other side, Ren Degong, the chief envoy of Xixia, was already pale.

On the surface, the feast was full of joy and harmony, but in fact, there was an undercurrent. Everyone had their own secrets, but they were restrained and did not make the situation too ugly.

When the wine was hot, Li Dian deftly walked around the group of singing and dancing girls, stepped forward, and while pouring wine for Wanyan Chuo, whispered in Wanyan Chuo's ear: "My lord, just now I went up to give you a drink. The warrior you presented is none other than the princess of the Great Mongol Khanate, Qiqige."

Wanyan Chuo was shocked when he heard the words, he didn't even notice something wrong just now at such a short distance, he was really careless.Waving Li Dian to retreat, Wanyan Chuo took a sip from his wine glass and took a peek at the disguised Mongolian princess who was standing behind Yuki.

With a completely different appearance from the Central Plains women, with a crescent face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a chubby feel, coupled with a heroic look, it's no wonder that women can disguise themselves as men without being noticed.

What a shrewd and seasoned person Zuo Mu was, aware of Wanyan Chuo's curious gaze, and looked back at the expressionless accompanying guards behind him, the two exchanged glances calmly, and reached a consensus in an instant.

"Little prince..." Yanmu picked up the wine glass, and made a toast to Wanyan Chuo from afar. After drinking it down, he wiped his mouth carelessly, and said with a smile, "Little prince, are you interested in my guard?"

Now that Yanmu has made his words clear, Wanyan Chuo no longer hides his words, and said straightforwardly: "That's not true...but I heard before that all Mongolian warriors are good wrestlers, our Jurchen warriors Among them, there are also those who are good at this way, it is rare for the Mongolian mission to come to Zhongdu, this is a rare opportunity, I wonder if I can take this opportunity to ask for advice?"

Foreigners trying to wrestle with Mongolian warriors?That's not self-defeating.

Kazuki laughed, and agreed without even thinking about it: "What's the matter, if you want to compete in wrestling, it's not easy. My entourage here, the little prince can choose whatever he wants!"

Wanyan Chuo didn't want to name his opponents, it would be disgraceful to win, and even worse to lose.

"Since it's a competition, it's natural that the master envoy and this prince will each choose a warrior to fight against. It would be unfair if this prince specifies both sides."

Hemu wants to say that Mongolian warriors have never been afraid of wrestling. Although the Jurchens were also nomads on horseback in their early years, they have already ruled the Central Plains and have been Sinicized for many years. I am afraid that holding a pen will last longer than riding a horse and archery. Many, this competition is definitely a win.

Even if the winning ticket is in his hands, on the surface he can't disgrace his master's face. Kazuki tilted his head and thought for a while, then turned around and asked the accompanying guards behind him: "You, who is willing to end the competition?"

Without waiting for those people to express their opinions, Wan Yanchuo spoke first, and said with great wealth: "Competition and competition, how can we do without a good fortune? I want to retire."

"exist."

After Si Tui stepped forward, Fu Er came over, Wanyan Chuo pretended to be mysterious, leaned into his ear and whispered a few words, only to see Si Tui nod his head from time to time, and waited for Wan Yan Chuo to finish his explanation, then he bowed respectfully and retreated Down.

"What is the little prince doing?" Kazuki was also deeply curious about being so mysterious.

"It's just to order someone to return to the Rong Palace to get a good fortune. Please look forward to it, Master Ambassador."

In this way, Wanyan Chuo easily aroused the interest of everyone present, everyone wanted to know what kind of rare treasure this son of Prince Rong would present.

Not long after, Si Tui came back holding a mahogany box, and for a while, everyone focused on the mahogany box he was holding in his hand.

They are also all mahogany boxes, but this one is obviously more expensive and more elegant. Whether it is the beautiful natural texture on the surface or the fine carvings on the decoration, they all reveal a kind of simplicity and solemnity.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on the mahogany box and continued to drag it on, the mahogany box might be suspected of being overwhelming, Wanyan Chuo hurriedly signaled his intention to retreat, opened the box, and showed the real rare treasure.

As soon as the mahogany box is opened, the golden streamer overflows instantly, dazzling the brilliance.

"My lord, what is this?"

Wanyan Chuo didn't hold back anymore, and directly pointed out: "This is the only female emperor of the Tang Dynasty, Wu Yan, the most beloved treasure in her life, the golden pomegranate skirt."

Kazuki smiled awkwardly, his heart pounding, what the hell is this young prince of the Kingdom of Jin planning? Could it be that he has already seen through the identity of their Princess Jian?

Wan Yanchuo didn't say anything, and explained to himself: "This golden pomegranate dress is a unique treasure in the world. In terms of craftsmanship value, it is comparable to the legendary gold hazel jade dress."

Kazuki laughed even more awkwardly, his bodyguards are all rough men, what is the use of the pomegranate skirt that this little lady can wear?But anyway, it is also gold, so it should be worth a lot of money.

"My lord, the humble official wants to end the competition."

Wanyan Chuo followed his reputation, and as expected, the person who volunteered was none other than Qi Qige, the Princess Jian Guo of the Great Mongol Khanate.

Everything is under Wanyan Chuo's control.

Using a golden pomegranate dress to attract the princess of the Great Mongol Khanate, Wanyan Chuo is sure that she is a daughter, and she will empathize with her, and she has admiration for the only orthodox female emperor in history.Not to mention anything else, Wu Zetian came to the court as a woman, established herself as emperor, and ruled the country for decades. Haiyan Heqing, even the strict officials, could not obliterate and belittle Wu Zetian's legendary life, Qiqi Princess Ge was good at fighting, and she was named Princess Jian Guo for her numerous military exploits. If she said that she didn't have the ambition to imitate her ancestors, Wanyan Chuo would not believe it.

"The lottery is here, the rules, we have to make a decision in advance." Wan Yanchuo had a smile on his face, his expression was laziness, and he leaned lazily like a boneless one. Lang Lang said: "Wheel battle, how about it?"

"The meaning of the little prince is that we both choose a warrior to face each other, and the outcome will be determined in one game, and the one who can win three people in a row will be the final winner, right?"

Wanyan Chuo nodded, it's that simple.