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In early August of the sixth year of Tiansheng in the Song Dynasty, two things happened.
In the first case, Fan Zhongyan and Fu Bi fulfilled their mission. Under various threats and blackmails from Bei Liao, they remained calm and upright and resisted Bei Liao's shameless demands, including releasing Yuan Hao (rejected) and managing Ping Ping. Xia (rejected), divided Xia equally (rejected), asked for Hejian Mansion, Zhending Mansion (categorically rejected), as well as an annual increase of 200,000 guan and 20,000 pieces of silk (simply ignored).
Fan Zhongyan and Fu Bi had only one attitude in Northern Liao, including the court and various occasions: first, the Song sent troops to quell Xia, which was a powerful counterattack against Yuan Hao's constant provocation and bullying, and did not involve any interests of Northern Liao. Liao had no reason to put forward any conditions;
Second, the Chanyuan Alliance is a friendship and peace treaty concluded between the two countries, and no unilateral party has the right to destroy or amend it.
Third, Bei Liao¡¯s unreasonable demands were also a malicious provocation to the Song Dynasty. If they tried to trample on the previously concluded friendship treaty, the Song Dynasty could regard it as Bei Liao¡¯s declaration of war against the Song Dynasty. If Bei Liao dared to take further actions, the Song Dynasty would use all its strength to launch a powerful counterattack against Bei Liao. Including economic blockade, cultural blockade and military confrontation.
Fan Zhongyan and Fu Bi's toughness and refusal to give in made the Northern Liao monarchs and ministers very troubled. Originally, he was afraid that the Song Dynasty would become powerful and wanted to suppress it. At the same time, he hoped that the fishermen would benefit and get a share of the war between Song and Xia. Unexpectedly, Da Song has begun to show his calm and confident posture and muscles.
Today¡¯s Northern Liao monarchs and ministers have become very accustomed to the various luxuries of the Song Dynasty, including porcelain, silk, wine, ironware and other exquisite products. And due to the decades of good relations between the two countries, the Confucian culture of the Song Dynasty, together with Buddhism and Taoism, became more important. It has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the Khitans, and many upper classes have begun to take the lead. It is fashionable to learn Chinese, wear Han clothes, and live in Han Dynasties. Some peripheral nobles have gradually become tired of the custom of following the emperor to travel around all year round to "bowl" and do not like the custom of drinking blood from the ground. Eating all kinds of barbecue food, I would rather hug a few singers and listen to the sound of silk and bamboo orchestra. How comfortable would it be to listen to some tunes, sip some wine, and do some exquisite cooking? Your living room is all made of silk and satin, and your eyes are filled with flowing clothes and ribbons.
So disputes began to arise within Beiliao. If the relationship between the two countries becomes tense, the Song Dynasty will cut off all this supply, which will not only affect the lives of the nobles, but also cause problems for ordinary people to cook rice and vegetables. There are also some initially reclaimed lands without agricultural tools. How to farm? There is less hunting now, and everyone wears cloth. The supply is suddenly cut off. Damn it, autumn is about to enter winter. Is it too late to catch wild beasts and tantalize their skins to make clothes?
The biggest headache is that Cao Wei is accustomed to fighting, and Shi Yuansun, who has made great achievements in the northwest war, is here. Two old guys, Chen Bing, with 200,000 soldiers, are stationed on the north line and further west. The Zhong family army is watching with eager eyes in Taiyuan Prefecture. If we really fight this situation, no matter whether we win or lose, our money will not be able to support us! They were rich in the Southern Dynasties, with an annual income of more than 100 million yuan. The Zhao family had been stingy and used to living a hard life for several generations, so they really wanted to start a war. Zhao Zhen might be able to incite the whole country, but at most he could get through it with a little tightening of his belt. We can't make it, we don't have any savings. You spend as much as you want, are you blind now?
But he couldn't save his face. Faced with Fan Zhongyan and Fu Bi, two smelly and hard pit stones, Beiliao scratched his head. In the end, the people involved in the negotiation almost cried: "Doctor Fan, Fu Zhengzi, At any rate, let's give in. You pat your butts and go back, and you still make great contributions when you have nothing to do, but we will be in dire straits, and your incompetence in negotiation will cause you to lose your head!"
Lao Fan finally felt sympathy and discussed with Fu Bi: "Why don't you give them some face, so that these two guys are very pitiful? It's obvious that the autumn wind can't be fought, but don't tear our pants. That would be ugly, right?" "
Fu Bi said: "It's up to you, your Majesty, to make the decision. Anyway, my husband-in-law said when we came here, it doesn't matter even if we give in a little profit, just don't really quarrel with us. We have managed well until now, but if it goes the other way, we will be in trouble." These bitches are going to fight and kill people if they get angry."
The two hit it off immediately, and the discussion was finalized that night. The next day they replied to the emperor and ministers of Bei Liao that they could make some concessions.
Beiliao was overjoyed and asked questions, and almost fainted when he heard it.
The conditions given by Fan Zhongyan were: In view of the fact that the war between Song and Xia would affect Chiyu. It is very possible that Princess Xingping, who was married to Bei Liao, is in danger of becoming a widow. Although you, Bei Liao, were not very good at choosing a son-in-law, you still feel a little sorry. Therefore, he decided to send thousands of jars of fine old wine, two hundred tons of silk, one thousand taels of silver, and twenty thousand guan of money as gifts to the princess. If you are really widowed, give another 50,000 yuan, which can be regarded as a gift for remarriage. As for the expenses of widowhood, you can handle it yourself!
When Beiliao saw this condition, he cursed in his heart: "Oh shit! Can you, the Song Dynasty, be more shameless? Can this kind of reason be written into the joint communiqu¨¦ between the two countries?"
Fan Zhongyan and Fu Bi rolled their eyes at the same time: "That's it anyway, why don't we do something simple? We can't bear to part with it!"
"Yes, yes, why not?" the Beiliao negotiator said through gritted teeth. We went back to discuss how to write this agreement, but we couldn¡¯t include this reason anyway.
???????????? Lao Fan¡¯s stubborn temper has come over, so just write like this, otherwise I won¡¯t do it. The two families were deadlocked again. After all, Fu Bi would turn around and say, "If you don't want to write it, don't write it. Let's make a secret agreement, and this reason must be written in. But when it was announced to the public, it was said that the two families still agreed to abide by the Chanyuan Alliance, which had already been explained. In order to maintain a mutually beneficial and friendly relationship, Song Dynasty agreed to increase the export of these materials separately this year. But make it clear that it is only this year, not next year!"
Beiliao had no choice but to hold his nose and admit it.
Everything will be fine for you two, just slap your butts and leave.
When we arrived at Daming Mansion, the second thing in August of the sixth year of Tiansheng had already happened: Yuan Hao was dead!
"He is really dead, so dead that only his head is cut off, ready to be sacrificed to the capital!"
Fan Zhongyan¡¯s first reaction was that he was overjoyed that he had finally taken care of Ping Xia. The second reaction was that it was over, the 50,000 yuan was going to be thrown into the water again!
But it¡¯s a happy thing anyway, so I¡¯ll happily return to Beijing to resume my life!
The city of Kaifeng was filled with joy. When the news came, the government and the public cheered. Zhao Zhen specially issued a decree to grant amnesty to the whole country, and because the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, the whole country carnivaled for seven days! On the one hand, he informed the Imperial Ancestral Temple, Heaven and Earth, and on the other hand, he ordered the Political Affairs Hall, the Privy Council and the Third Division to work overtime overnight, rummaging through boxes and cabinets to collect money, and rewarded the three armies in the northwest greatly. All generals who have made meritorious deeds, from Wang Deyong all the way up to Dutou and above, will be rewarded!
Hearing the news that Fan Zhongyan and Fu Bi had returned triumphantly from their mission to Bei Liao, Zhao Zhen walked around the Funing Palace with bare feet for another two hours without stopping.
As the emperor, what is the most satisfying thing in life is that there is nothing more satisfying than conquering the country, conquering all foreign countries, expanding the territory, and becoming strong in the country?
When Fan Zhongyan returned to Beijing, it was August 14th. Taichang Temple came out of the city on behalf of the emperor to greet him. The envoys, the envoy and the deputy, came to the palace to resume their duties. The officials offered condolences and rewards, and they hurriedly came out. Just then, the Liang family sent Li Da to wait for him. , one is to congratulate Dean Fan, and the other is to invite Dean Fan and Mr. Fu to visit the Liang family tomorrow to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival together.
How could the two of them not agree to such a thing? He nodded repeatedly.
On the second day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, in the afternoon, Fan Zhongyan and Fu Bi came to Liang's house respectively carrying gifts. The two of them were simple people by nature, and the gift was nothing more than two jars of good wine, which was just a meaning. Anyway, this friendship is enough, I don¡¯t care about anything.
The Liang family opened two doors early and waited. When they heard Fan Zhongyan and Fu Bi coming, Liang Feng went out to greet them personally.
However, Lao Fan was a little surprised to see how he was dressed today. He was not wearing official clothes or regular clothes, but a Confucian shirt all over his body, and his clothes were as white as snow. There was only a slight excitement between his brows, but his face was calm, not at all like the high-spirited look he had before.
Liang Feng said goodbye to the two of them, invited them into the inner courtyard, and called the two ladies and son out to see each other before they talked quietly.
Liang Feng could not help but congratulate him, but Fan Zhongyan and Fu Bi thanked him for his recommendation. Fan and the rich talked about what they had seen and heard about Northern Liao and their mission. Liang Feng laughed heartily when he heard what they were happy about.
When they were young, the banquet was held, and the three of them were drinking in the courtyard while admiring the moon.
After just a few drinks, I suddenly heard a loud bang outside. I looked up and saw a firework rising slowly and blooming in the sky. It was really beautiful. Then, as if they had colluded, the sound of firecrackers all over the city suddenly sounded, deafening, as if it was the New Year.
Fan Zhongyan and Fu Bi were very surprised. When the sound of firecrackers subsided, they asked: "Today is not the Chinese New Year, so why is it so lively? Is it possible that the customs in the capital are different from other places?"
Liang Feng put down his chopsticks and said calmly: "The great victory in the northwest is celebrated by everyone. I think people all over the city celebrated spontaneously." The two of them suddenly understood.
When it was time to toast again, Liang Feng's face seemed sad and happy, and he remained silent. Fan Zhongyan was about to ask, when he saw this guy actually shed tears. At first he just sobbed a little, but gradually he cried more and more wantonly, with tears streaming down his face, and finally burst into tears.
Fan Zhongyan and Fu Bi stood stunned on the spot, and for some unknown reason, they quickly stood up: "Yutian, why is this happening?" Lao Fan asked.
However, Liang Feng suddenly threw himself into Fan Zhongyan's arms, whining and sobbing, "My little brother is very excited about the great victory in the northwest. I look forward to my brother's return sooner or later and celebrate together! From now on, we, the Song Dynasty, will finally become stronger." Get up!" He said it both sadly and excitedly.
Fan Zhongyan touched his shoulder with his hand, listened to his words, and looked at Fu Bi for a long time, unable to help but burst into tears.
However, neither of themYou may know that Liang Feng has been suffering and suppressing for too long for this day! From the day the news of the victory came, he had been looking forward to celebrating this moment with his idol Fan Zhongyan every day.
Now in the entire Song Dynasty, he is the only one who knows the great significance of this news to a nation. Therefore, he is the only one who, at this festive moment, wears white clothes, bids farewell to a nation that has been humiliated and weak in history, and welcomes a new and powerful life! (To be continued.) - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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