The predecessor who was scumbag by me was the emperor

When Ling Jingyun arrived in the northwest, the Northwest Army was preparing to pull out their camp to fight. Seeing Jin Yiwei's violent entry into the camp, the soldiers dared not speak out.

Marquis Zhenyuan rushed over after hearing the news, sighed, and asked: "Commander Ling has finally arrived, but I don't have time to explain to you. The enemy army is already three hundred miles away, and the target should be Hancheng. The army is about to go out to fight."

Ling Jingyun cupped his hands at him, and said loudly: "The emissary knew the news on the way, let's go with Lord Hou to fight against the enemy this time."

At this moment, Marquis Zhenyuan was most afraid that the people coming from the court would be ignorant. If he insisted on talking about peace and not fighting at this time, he might draw his sword and kill someone. Although he should not be able to beat Ling Jingyun, Ling Jingyun's reaction made him very satisfied. No matter what the emperor decides, they have to go to meet the enemy for a while.

Three hundred miles is not a short distance, and the army traveled quickly. The first batch of cavalry arrived at night.

After guarding all night, the army from the rear arrived in the early morning of the second day, and the Northwest Army entered the city to rest, but after a while, there was a vibration on the ground. It was the sound of thousands of troops trampling on the ground. .

"Father, do you really want to fight?" Cao Shizi clenched the spear in his hand, staring at the distance with piercing eyes, the sky was covered with heavy snow, in the world of white snow, the enemy soldiers wearing black armor stood out in the white world , The thunderous yelling and killing made people feel chills, as if they had met a group of extremely hungry hyenas.

"I heard that it has been snowing in the northern border for a month, and a plague broke out in Mongolia, and a large number of cattle and sheep died of illness. This plague spread all the way in the grassland, so when the Tatars mentioned the coalition army going south, several families thought I agreed without thinking about it." Marquis Zhenyuan explained to Ling Jingyun.

Ling Jingyun knew the news a long time ago, and replied indifferently: "People are going to starve to death, so why care about other things, this battle is more difficult than it was a few years ago, the Marquis knows that well."

"Yes, but the generals below don't think so. If we win once, we can win the second time. The soldiers are all waiting to go to battle to kill the enemy and make contributions."

"But more soldiers ended up shrouded in horse leather."

"That is the highest honor for a soldier."

Ling Jingyun looked back at him, and said seriously: "No, what the emperor means, he wants to see the soldiers and the people are safe and happy."

"Hehe, who doesn't want this beautiful wish? But it also requires the cooperation of the other party. You have also seen the situation, so you can't do it without fighting." Zhenyuanhou sighed.

"Master Hou, can I give this envoy a chance to be an envoy?"

"what are you going to do?"

Ling Jingyun raised his eyebrows at him, and said with a smile: "Of course it's the ceremony first, the soldier later, the envoy came here with the emperor's order."

"you……"

"Don't worry, you are responsible for life and death, and you won't be a drag on Lord Hou. The arrangement of Lord Hou can continue." After Ling Jingyun finished speaking, he leaped down from the city wall more than ten feet high, with a long spear at his side In the snowy field, a small gate was opened behind the city gate, and a convoy was traveling slowly, standing side by side outside the city gate.

On the tower, many generals asked suspiciously: "What is he trying to do?"

"That cart is food, right? Ling Jingyun is crazy, is he going to deliver food to the enemy?"

Cao Shizi signaled everyone to be safe and not to be impatient, "Calm down! Let's see what Commander Ling is doing first. Don't worry, just do your own thing!"

The enemy approached and stopped one mile away from Ling Jingyun, and then a horse galloped out from the crowd, and arrived in front of Ling Jingyun in the blink of an eye.

The wind was howling, and everyone couldn't hear what they were talking about. After Ling Jingyun said a few words, the general stared greedily at the carts of food, and then he didn't know what to say, and rode back in camp.

After a while, a chariot drove over, accompanied by dozens of tall guards, and a middle-aged man with a strong figure and a beard stood on the chariot.

"It's the Mongolian king!"

"It seems that the Mongolian army is the main force this time."

The two talked for a long time, and the other side was about to attack several times. Their Commander of the Jinyiwei still folded his hands and talked calmly, as if standing opposite him was not a thousand troops but a landscape.

Ling Jingyun saw the heartbeat and hesitation on the other party's face, and smiled, "This is a fair and just transaction. It's not about who loses and who wins. Whether you want to do this transaction depends on how you choose. If you If you insist on entering our Dajin territory, then I will accompany you until the end, the Northwest Army may not be able to stop you for a while, but there are still hundreds of thousands of troops rushing here to help, it depends on how long you rabble can work together."

"Why does this king trust you? You can afford so much food?"

Ling Jingyun took out a handwritten letter and handed it to him, "This is my emperor's own handwritten letter, and it can tell the world with its promise. How can such a matter involving the lives of hundreds of thousands of people be trivial?"

The Mongol king was finally moved, and returned to the team with a handwritten letter. Not long after, the enemy army tightened up the troops on both sides and camped outside the city.

"How is this going?"

Ling Jingyun returned to the tower, informed Zhenyuan Hou of the incident, and said: "Negotiation is not my specialty, and the next thing is left to Xu Zhizhou, which is the emperor's order."

Xu Baiyan has been in charge of the logistics. When he heard that Ling Jingyun was looking for him, he came with a piece of cake in his mouth. He was not surprised to hear what happened. He had already received the emperor's secret order a step earlier.

He took a hard bite of the dry and hard pancake, looked at the enemy camp in the distance, and said in a low voice, "It would be great if Mr. Shen was here. He is the best at negotiating business, and I'm afraid I won't be able to do it well."

"Master Xu, don't underestimate yourself. Everyone knows your ability. Even if you give it a go, at worst, there are still soldiers here, and they will definitely guard every inch of Dajin!"

After an hour, the Mongol king and the leaders of several other tribes came to the city together. It was impossible to enter the city. The two parties set up a big tent under the city tower. There were three floors of guards inside and three floors outside. Once there is a change in Fang, no one can escape.

Ling Jingyun personally escorted Xu Bai to the banquet. The negotiation lasted for three days and three nights. The amount of the transaction was too large, and it was a major matter related to the survival of the famous clan. No one dared not take it seriously.

On the third day, when everyone had almost reached an agreement, Chang An suddenly sent a secret letter. Ling Jingyun accepted it. After reading it, he felt that this proposal must have been made by Shen Jia again. He even proposed to accept one hundred thousand foreigners in Guangdong and Guangxi. The victims, to ensure that they can wear warm clothes and have enough food in Dajin, only need to work five hours a day.

"This is a proposal from Mr. Shen, the political envoy of the Great Jin, Guangdong and Guangxi. The emperor's permission is still a promise that is hard to follow. Whether or not to let the clansmen move south is up to your own choice, don't force it."

Wacha sent a middle-aged general who rubbed his hands nervously and asked, "Wouldn't our clansmen be allowed to be slaughtered when they went to your Dajin territory?"

Xu Baiyan reprimanded: "My Great Jin is a great country, a state of etiquette, how can I do something that is against you? If you don't trust us, just disagree. Don't we think we have too much land and too much food? ? It’s just that my emperor and Mr. Shen are compassionate and kind-hearted.”

"10 people... What if these [-] people are old, weak, sick and disabled?" The Mongol king snorted coldly.

Xu Baiyan read the secret letter carefully. Although he was puzzled, he still answered: "As long as they can get to the south safely, it's fine. If they die of illness on the way, don't blame me, Da Jin, for mistreating your people."

The generals and officials of the Jin Dynasty couldn't help talking in a low voice, "This Shen Da is a lunatic, how can he agree to such a ridiculous thing? One hundred thousand strong men can do many things for them, if they are all old, weak and sick Disabled, wouldn’t it be a burden to bring it over?”

"I heard that Mr. Shen cares about the common people the most. Maybe he really has a kind heart."

"Ah!"

Hearing that you can choose people like this, no one is not happy, those who are too old and too weak are fine, and if you send them out, you will not be able to reach the destination, which is a waste of quota, but it is still very easy to pick out tens of thousands of suitable candidates. With these tens of thousands of mouths, how much food can be saved.

"Can we bring these people back in the future?"

Xu Baiyan carefully read the secret letter again, and answered with a frown: "Yes, as long as they are willing, but they must work in Dajin for at least five years, and they can stay at will after five years. After five years, those who they want to stay can become Dajin." Jin Zimin enjoy the same treatment as ordinary people."

"Ha, Mr. Shen is really doing good deeds, isn't he a bodhisattva?" The officials on the Dajin side disagreed. How can anyone treat the enemy like this? Pay it back?

"Good! Good! Good!" The Mongol king clapped his hands and laughed loudly, "This is fair! As long as the food can be delivered within half a month, our army will retreat immediately."

"You don't need to wait for half a month. The food will be delivered within ten days. Your great kings and generals should arrange for people to go back to prepare money as soon as possible. We don't want sick livestock, but my emperor is merciful. A few doctors will come over and help you find out the cause and treatment of the plague as soon as possible, and prepare the necessary medicinal materials yourself, okay?"

"This..." Everyone couldn't laugh this time. Grain trading is a fair trade, and the other side of the population migration is also profitable, which can be regarded as a fair exchange, but this doctor is really here to help. All of them are gods and great witches, who can solve minor ailments and pains, but they are helpless when encountering plagues. During this period of time, each of their clans sacrificed animals and living people without knowing how many, but they could not stop the spread of the plague.

"Of course, if you feel offended your people, we can take it back."

"No, no, just a dozen doctors, isn't it too small?" the general of Wacha hastily retorted.

"According to the Tai Hospital's analysis, the plague spreading on the grassland is of the same kind. That is to say, it only needs to target one place. After the prescription is developed, it can be sent to other places."

That being said, the grassland is so big that it takes several days to ride a fast horse from east to west. How many animals will die if the disease is delayed for a day?The several leaders looked at each other, and after calculating in their hearts, they secretly decided to keep the Dajin doctor in their clan.

Ling Jingyun lowered his head and raised his eyebrows, and when he raised his head again, he said with a calm expression: "Since everything has been negotiated, let's sign the contract. Although the contract is like waste paper to everyone, my Dajin is a state of etiquette and respects rules." , as long as you don't regret it, we must abide by the contract, otherwise, we will fight to the end."

"Don't dare."

Five days later, the convoy transporting grain stretched into the grassland. The number of them made the foreigners salivate, and they wished they could pick up their big knives and grab them immediately.

"Break the contract, let's break the contract. It's not the first time for us. So much grain is enough for us to survive for two years." The Tatar soldiers stared at the grain truck.

"Don't be stupid, Jin people are the most cunning people, so they can't think of this? Think about it, if we mobilize troops, the other clans will not move? Who will get the food they robbed? How will it be divided? Do we have to internally A fight? When we are all internally exhausted, and Da Jin sends troops in one fell swoop, we will all be finished."

"It's really vicious. No wonder they are so kind to sell grain. It can be seen that they have thought about the way out. The negotiation is successful. They saved the city without a single soldier. If the negotiation fails, what else can they do?"

"Sit and reap the benefits of a fisherman!"

"Yep!"

"Come on, hurry up and pick up the food, the soldiers are so hungry that they are almost eating the ground..."