Aguda sat on the soft animal skin seat and looked at Wu Qimai quietly: "Fourth brother, how was your conversation with the Song envoy last night? Did you convince him to change his mind and agree to marry Shili?"
Wu Qimai shook his head: "Others are fine, there is no engagement. Brother Huang, I thought..."
"What do you think?"
"Brother Imperial, although I, Da Jin, now intend to enter into an alliance with the Song people, this is just a temporary expedient. After the destruction of Liao, I, Da Jin, will definitely have a war with Song Dynasty. By then, the two countries will be enemies of each other, and it will be difficult for you to die.
It’s my life! Therefore, I think that it is not a good thing for Shi Li to marry Wang Lin and marry the Song Dynasty, so I suggest to cancel this proposal."
"Why do the fourth brothers conclude that I, Da Jin, will definitely form a mortal enemy with Song Dynasty? Can't I, Da Jin, coexist peacefully with the people of Song Dynasty and become a father-son or brotherly nation?"
Wu Qimai smiled softly: "At present, in our country of Dajin, the only people who have such benevolence towards Song Dynasty are the minister brother and the emperor brother, not to mention others, just the emperor brother's sons and my good friends.
Nephew, in the future, he will definitely advocate the attack on the Song Dynasty and seize the power of the Song Dynasty. This day will come sooner or later, why do you have to push Shi Li into the fire pit?"
Aguda stopped talking and fell silent.
After a long time, he sighed: "Fourth brother, when did you and I become so calculating and suspicious of each other?"
"After I pass away, the throne of Dajin can only and will definitely be passed down to my fourth brother. As for Zong Qian's children, you just need to give them a place to stay in the future. Don't take it too seriously."
"The emperor's thirteen sons are all heroes, and none of them are willing to be inferior to others. I am just worried that I will not be able to control them in the future... In fact, it doesn't matter who will be the emperor. The key is that I, Dajin, finally established the
If our foundation falls apart due to the struggle for power, I will feel very sad when I think about it."
"That's why I took great pains to let you, fourth brother, be in charge of military affairs..."
Aguda sighed softly: "Fourth brother, just tell me directly, what kind of deal did you make with Wang Lin last night?"
Wu Qimai knew that everything last night could not be hidden from Aguda's eyes and ears.
He directly took out the packet of snowflake salt given by Wang Lin from his arms and briefly explained the core of the transaction between Wang Lin and him.
Aguda's expression changed for a long time, and then he chuckled and said, "It's actually very good. If the fourth brother can benefit from it, strengthen his strength, and hold his position in the future, it will also be a blessing for me."
Wu Qimai bowed and said, "Thank you for your understanding, brother. I have done everything openly. If Zongqian and these children don't embarrass me, I will definitely not do anything to make the world laugh at me, a member of the Dajin royal family."
There's going to be fratricide."
"Go ahead, fourth brother. The covenant with the Song Dynasty will be finalized as soon as possible. As for Zhenli's marriage, we don't have to worry about it. She can make her own decisions. I just hope she doesn't misjudge the talent."
"What do you think of Wang Lin? I heard that the great shaman has never left Wang Lin since last night, and even worships him as a divine envoy?"
Wu Qimai's expression suddenly became strange and solemn: "Brother, from my perspective, this person must be the man destined by fate. He repeatedly stirred up strange phenomena in the world in Beijing, and I am afraid he will also be the king of a country in the future. A person like this
, to kill him with force is to go against the will of heaven, for fear of being detrimental to the destiny of our country, Dajin."
"What's especially weird is that the great shaman actually calls him the envoy of God and never leaves him. This is obviously because he is worried that he will be harmed, so..."
Aguda nodded: "I know. Therefore, fourth brother, please pass on my order. No one is allowed to take action against Wang Lin. Anyone who disobeys my order will be killed without mercy!"
…
Wanyan Zongqian and other Aguda disciples gathered in Wanyan Zongqian's tent.
Wanyan Zongwang said solemnly: "Brother, you can't hesitate any longer. This person can't be kept anymore. He must be killed to avoid future troubles. Otherwise, if you and I attack Song Dynasty in the future, this person will definitely be my powerful enemy in the Jin Dynasty!"
Wanyan Zongqian was a little hesitant: "But the emperor's order came first. If we openly disobey the order, I am afraid that we will offend the emperor... Besides, the great shaman is not leaving him now, how can we face him in front of the great shaman?"
Start?"
Wanyan Zongwang waved his sleeves and walked away: "Well, since you all look forward and backward, I will be the villain. But remember, if something happens to me, none of you will be able to escape!"
…
Shangjing Yiguan.
Since last night, the great shaman of the Jin Kingdom named Oguna has stayed with him, even when he was sleeping.
No matter how Wang Lin tried to persuade or even force her, he could not make Okuna change her mind.
Oguna is mysterious and unfathomable.
Although she looked trembling and frail, as if she could be stabbed down with one finger, in fact Wu Song and the others couldn't get close to her at all.
Not to mention ordinary guards.
Wang Lin actually knew that Okuna was doing this to prevent the Jin people from attacking him and the mission.
But he racked his brains and couldn't figure out why the great shaman of the Jin Kingdom recognized him as a divine envoy and would in turn protect him, a Song person. He could only guess that it was the system's father's setting.
So Wang Lin truly regarded Okuna as an NPC.
When it's time to eat, drink, and sleep, just treat her as if she doesn't exist.
And Oguna never interfered with his daily life. She only stood quietly in the corner of the tent, saying nothing and making no sound. She stood there all day long, as if she were really a statue.
Wanyan Shili approached Wang Lin's tent, and first bowed to God Oguna: "I have seen the great shaman."
The iron staff in Okuna's hand paused slightly as a response.
"Wang Lin, the weather is very good today, come with me to go hunting!"
Seeing that Wang Lin was indifferent, Wanyan Shili rolled his eyes and said softly: "Uncle Wu Qimai asked me to talk to you about trade. It's up to you whether you come or not."
…
The sky is high and the clouds are light.
In the wilderness north of Shangjing and south of Hu River, Wanyan Shili galloped ahead. He nocked an arrow from his horse and shot down a flying goose with one arrow.
More than a hundred female soldiers under her command followed her from afar.
Wu Song, Shi Jin, and Li Kui also followed closely with more than a hundred tiger guards.
A line of flying geese flew over the clouds in a herringbone pattern.
Wanyan Shili smiled brightly on the horse: "Wang Lin, come here!"
Wang Lin smiled indifferently, but did not shoot the arrow as instructed, saying: "The princess called me out, didn't you have something to say?"
Wanyan Shili raised his eyebrows and said: "You are really unhappy... Well, my uncle said that the business can be done. The covenant should be negotiated quickly. I hope you will leave for Beijing within three days to avoid unnecessary loss of life. This is my uncle
Take the token and use it as evidence for future transactions."
After Wanyan Shili finished speaking, he threw a iron sign.
The triangular token has three Jurchen seal characters of Wanyan Sheng cast on it.
Wang Lin smiled and took it into his arms.
In fact, the Jin people sent word early this morning, and at this moment, Ma Kuozheng was appointed to represent the mission and conduct final negotiations with the Jin people.
The Jin people didn’t ask for any additional requirements.
They only discussed the matter and agreed to the three conditions proposed by the Song State. However, the actual signing of the alliance required Wu Qimai, on behalf of the Emperor of the Jin State, to lead a delegation to Song Tokyo and then meet with Song officials to sign the agreement.
This was the compromise reached between Wang Lin and Wu Qimai last night.
It’s nothing more than a procrastination trick.
Under normal circumstances, the Song-Jin covenant could have been signed and came into effect at this moment.
But in this way, it is equivalent to going back and forth, and it has been delayed for more than half a year.
And this was in line with Wu Qimai's wish. He wanted to go to Song Dynasty to see the reality of Song Dynasty.
This is the season when the grass grows and the orioles fly. This grassland at the foot of the mountains is lined with endless green grass and the scenery is spectacular.
Wang Lin and Wanyan Shili walked side by side, looking at the majestic mountains in the distance, the nearby grasslands, and the wind-swept grass. Sometimes they saw groups of sheep running past, and from time to time there were thousands of sheep running by.
The horses galloped by, feeling relaxed and happy.
Wanyan Shili was silent for a long time, and then said: "My father no longer uses the marriage contract to force you and me, you must be very happy, right?"
"Thank you, Your Majesty and Princess, for your understanding."
"I should thank the Great Shaman for this. Although the Great Shaman never said a word from the beginning to the end, she never left you and recognized you as a divine envoy. This is undoubtedly to protect you."
"I want to ask, Wang Lin, if you don't agree to marry me, is it because you can't let go of your wife Song, or... you don't like me at all?"
Wang Lin's mouth twitched.
This foreign woman spoke so directly.
"My wife is innocent, and it is impossible to divorce her. As for you and me, we have only known each other for a few days, so how can we like or dislike her?"
"Then you Song people are really different from us Jin people. The first time I saw you, I decided that you would be the man I wanted to marry and I wanted to have children for you. But in your eyes, I just
She's just a strange woman, is that what you mean?"
"So, princess, you are a Jin person, and you are a princess. I am a Song person, and I am a minister of the Song Dynasty. Although you and I have agreed on an alliance, we will not be friends after all. I think the princess knows better than me. In the future, you Jin people
We will definitely attack the Song Dynasty. Then, by then, you and I will be enemies. Today you and I can travel side by side in Shangjing, but if we meet again in the future, we may have to fight to the death..."
"Wang Lin, look at this vast grassland, the scenery is so magnificent. But in a month or two, this land will be a land of ice and snow. It will be very difficult for our Dajin people to survive and reproduce here. Therefore, I, Dajin, want to open up new territories.
Soil, is it wrong to find a place for people to rest and live?"
Wang Lin was silent for a while and nodded: "It's not about right or wrong, it's just a rule of survival."
"Wang Lin, I have also read your Han people's books. I know that your Song Dynasty, or the Central Plains Dynasty before that, has actually been expanding its territory in all dynasties. You Han people can do it, so can we Jin people."
"The Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun have fallen into the hands of the Liao people for a hundred years, but you Song people still regard them as Song soil. If Liao is weak and Song is strong now, the Song people must have invaded the Liao Kingdom long ago, right?"
After Wang Lin glanced at Yan Shili, he really didn't expect that this seemingly cheerful and straightforward princess of the Kingdom of Jin actually knew a lot of things.
Wanyan Shili took off the cowhide water bag from his waist, opened the stopper and took a sip, then handed it to Wang Lin casually: "This is your Song people's fine wine, but it is actually far less powerful than my Dajin wine!"
Wang Lin took it and drank a few sips at will, smiling: "Strong wine is not necessarily better than fine wine!"
Wanyan Shili turned around and looked at Wang Lin with a half-smile: "Really?"
Wang Lin suddenly felt dizzy. As soon as his expression changed, he fell off his horse and disappeared into the grass, which was more than half the height of a man.
Wanyan Shili's face was mellow. She floated off the horse lightly and said softly: "You don't want me, but I want you! I want you to taste the taste of prairie liquor and get you drunk to death!"