"Did you make a mistake?" Zhuo Qun looked at Ding Wei speechlessly and said, "I have no intention of selling grain in your Song Dynasty, I just want to buy grain."

"Aren't you going to sell grain to me in the Song Dynasty?"

"Then where do you sell grain? Which country in the world can eat so much?"

"Damn the idea of ​​​​the Heavenly Kingdom, why is it always like this, thinking that the Central Plains is number one." Zhuo Qun rubbed his head and said: "You have too few people in the Song Dynasty and too little land. Although the economy was good in ancient times, it only had

Primary and tertiary industries exist.”

"What do you mean by this?" Ding Wei asked: "What is the primary industry and what is the tertiary industry? Why do you say that there are few people in the Song Dynasty? The number of living people in the Song Dynasty has exceeded 50 million.

Which of the following countries has more people than us?"

"The first industry is agriculture, the second industry is industry, and the third industry is service industry. Your Song Dynasty only has agriculture and service industry, and no industrial development at all. It is just an agricultural country."

"If it weren't for the fact that you and we have the same culture and species and belong to the same lineage as Zhuxia, we would have taken action directly and wouldn't have negotiated with you here at all. In the Song Dynasty, we only took a fancy to your farming area.

, in my opinion, you are just an exporter of agricultural products and resources, and you are completely unqualified to talk to us on an equal footing."

"If the country didn't want to use force with you, but asked us to communicate on an equal footing, it would be impossible for us to negotiate with you. In the final analysis, you are still just a separatist regime."

Ding Wei's face turned red with anger when he heard Zhuo Qun's words. When he heard that you were still just a separatist regime, he became even more furious and slapped the table and stood up.

"My emperor, Song Dynasty, is the first emperor of China. The other countries are just barbarians."

Zhuo Qun looked at the furious Ding Wei, plucked his ears, blew his fingers and said, "If you want to talk to us about Huaxia Zhengshuo, you should first restore the Han and Tang Dynasties to your old place and say, you don't have the ability to attract us now!"

Ding Wei's face turned pale and blue, and after a long time, he seemed to have thought of something.

"Zhuo Qun, you need us. You have no martial arts and no aura of heaven and earth. You want those martial arts secret books. I know you have taken a lot of them, but there is no one to teach you, so you can't practice them."

Ding Wei smiled brightly.

"Well, not bad." Zhuo Qun clapped his hands, "It's finally starting to get a little interesting."

"It is true that we do not have martial arts secrets, and it is true that no one practices martial arts. It is because you still have this use that we will sell the seeds to you."

Zhuo Qun stood up, patted his body, and walked out of the palace, "You are still too arrogant. Let's wait until King Zhou comes back to talk about everything."

Ding Wei looked at Zhuo Qun and asked, "How strong are you?"

"Go ask King Zhou!"

Zhuo Qun wandered back to the Third Hall of the Secret Pavilion.

"What's the talk like?" Tang Xiaoxiao asked.

"The conversation was very enjoyable. I had a cordial and friendly conversation with the other party, fully exchanged views and enhanced our mutual understanding. However, the conversation was still meaningful."

Tang Xiaoxiao felt that these words sounded familiar, and it took him a while to realize, "What, the conversation has collapsed?"

"right."

"Wasn't it good before?"

"Yes, things were going well before. The food and poultry and animal husbandry industries were all very good, but they think that we are buying grain to become grain merchants in the Song Dynasty. Do we have any ideas about them?" Zhuo Qun shook his head.

Said: "This is the briquettes on the neck."

On the other side, in the side hall of Yanfu Palace, Ding Wei explained the negotiation between the two to Wang Dan, Kou Zhun, Wang Qinruo, and Zhao Heng.

"Ding Wei, what are you thinking about? Aren't you usually very clever? Why are you asking these questions?" Wang Qinruo said: "They gave us seeds to become a big grain merchant here. What are you thinking about?"

"It's not surprising that the people of the Southern Kingdom think so." Kou Zhun scolded: "You think he wants to manipulate food prices, right? Will it hurt your interests? Well, the Southerners are just unworthy, they are just like little chickens.

.”

"Kou Zhun, I've said it before." Wang Dan stretched out his hand to stop Kou Zhun, "Ding said, you don't need to come. I'll make an appointment with him tomorrow and I'll go and talk to him in person."

"It is said that I can only take care of money and food. I am still too young. I need to practice for a few years!" Wang Dan said to Zhao Heng with a pleasant look: "For the official family, let me say that I need to practice for a few years so that I can bring out some new people.

, then go down there and do some work, go through some formalities and then come back to be the prime minister."

"Oh, okay, I'll follow the king's instructions." Zhao Heng said: "Ding Aiqing, you should train more talents and practice for a few more years. I will reserve the position of the political hall for you."

After speaking, Zhao Heng waved his sleeves and said: "Prime Minister Wang, let's see what happens tomorrow."

"Guan family, tomorrow we will serve wine in Fanlou first. Fanlou has been sorted out, so it would be nice to accompany Zhuo Qun and the others to have fun." Wang Dan said with a smile: "Old minister, I also have some time.

I haven’t been to Fanlou today, so I’ll just go and have a look tomorrow.”

"Well, I will ask Xu Liang to protect you tomorrow. He is very skilled in martial arts. Nothing will happen if he is here."

The two were chatting here, and Ding Wei had been dragged away by Kou Zhun and Wang Qinruo.

On the way, Wang Qinruo asked: "So, why did you say such a thing today? He has become his big grain merchant. What does it have to do with us?"

"Brother Dingguo, we in the south relied on rice from Champa to prosper. I'm afraid he will use this food to intimidate the court." Ding Wei sighed.

"But you have discovered a situation, that is, they have no martial arts inheritance and no one practices martial arts." Kou Zhun walked over with his hands behind his back and looked at Ding Wei, "You, you care too much about the percentage of food.

.”

"Kou Xiang, don't you care?"

Ding Wei asked Kou Zhun in return.

"I don't care." Kou Zhun looked at Ding Wei and shook his head. "What I care about is where this seed comes from, what those agricultural machinery are, and how hundreds of thousands or millions of livestock are raised together.

, there is no plague, and what are the first, second and third industries?"

Kou Zhun's voice got louder and louder, "Ding said, do you know why I want to prevent you from being a southerner to be the prime minister? It's not for anything else. It's because you are from the south and only care about immediate benefits. You don't know the general trend of the world."

"Throughout the ages, the north can only be used to unite the south, but the south cannot lead the north. This is a clear proof. The southerners are weak in culture and do not have the courage to unify the world. Even if they dominate for a while, they will be unable to succeed. That's why I don't want you to be a southerner.

I am just afraid that this wind of weakness will blow into the court."

"Oh, I didn't expect that when I was demoted to Shaanzhou, something happened. I'm afraid it was you who deceived His Majesty about the fencing of the people in the world!" Kou Zhun looked at Ding Wei and Wang Qinruo.

"Southern people are weak in culture!" Kou Zhun said, waved his sleeves and left alone.
Chapter completed!