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The Banner Enters Yanyun Chapter 119 Sacrifice

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    Two days after leaving Zhuozhou, the mission arrived at its destination, Yanjing. No one noticed that there were two missing people in the mission - Luo Sheer and Li Cheng. The reason why Li Cheng was chosen to accompany them was very simple, except for his extraordinary martial arts.  In addition, he was from Bazhou, just on the border between Song and Liao. He had a similar language and was very familiar with the local customs, so it was suitable for him to travel with Luo Sheer.  Looking at the majestic south gate tower of Yanjing, Zhou Ping, who revisited his hometown, couldn't help but feel a little emotional. This majestic city that has been eyeing northern Xinjiang for more than a hundred years will become the enemy's trophy. The only thing he can't be sure of is from the city.  Whoever comes through the door is a Jurchen warrior from the White Mountains and Black Waters or a Han family man from the Central Plains.  "Juncheng, what are you thinking about?" Zhishan's voice came from behind. In order to avoid attracting attention, he did not dress up as a monk. He just wore a straight suit and a leather hat on his head.  Just an ordinary servant.  "It's nothing!" Zhou Ping sighed and said, "I just don't know what it will be like when the city of Yanjing is destroyed!" At this time, the group of people had already entered, and both sides of the road were full of pedestrians and hawkers.  Although the shops are not as prosperous and prosperous as Bianjing, they are a different scene from what they have seen on the road these past few days.  Zhishan saw this in his eyes and listened to Zhou Fangcai's words. He couldn't help but feel emotional in his heart. He has a compassionate character, otherwise he would not be willing to take great risks and run outside the Great Wall. Naturally, he cannot speak without conscience.  After a long time, he sighed: "This Youzhou City has returned to my territory of the Song Dynasty, and its flesh and bones have been restored for two hundred years. Even if it is slightly damaged, it is better than falling into the hands of the Jin people and being poisoned by the Jurchens!" "Yes!" Zhou Ping nodded.  .  Zhishan's answer seemed to inject a force into his heart. He kicked the horse's belly and drove the horse forward.  The mission's first few days in Yanjing were filled with a series of banquets and rituals. The two countries of Liao and Song Dynasty had been getting along for more than a hundred years and had already formed a very complicated set of explicit and implicit rules.  If you didn't need to know Zhou Ping's identity when you first came to Yanjing, then you can't avoid it this time.  At this time, he was surprised to find that the Immortal Monk was no less effective than the Zhengshi Zhao Zong on these occasions.  Zhou Ping had to spend the most energy on setting an example for them to avoid making any jokes, so that three days passed and he still hadn't found a chance to be alone with Li Chuwen.  There was no choice but for Zhou Ping to come up with the strategy he had prepared before setting off.  Come and inform Zhao Zong.  Ask them to act together.  When Xiao Huaidan came the next day, Zhao Zong said to him seriously: "Xiao Xianggong, our family has an important matter. I must trouble you to take it with you and pass it on!" As he spoke, Zhou Ping took out a document and handed it to Xiao Huaidan.  "I dare to ask. What is it? Is it so important?" Xiao Huaidan took the document.  There was a thump in his heart. He naturally knew that the Southern Dynasty mission had bad intentions, but the situation was stronger than the people.  His important task as a "receptionist" is not to cause trouble. At this time, when he saw Zhao Zong taking out documents for no reason, he was afraid of causing another trouble.  "It's really an important matter!" Zhao Zong said with a smile: "The day after tomorrow is the anniversary of my visit to Our Lady of Mercy, Empress Dowager Chen, and I would like to use a large temple in your place to hold a memorial ceremony. Since the two dynasties are connected,  Envoys, for such important matters as communication and mourning, it is reasonable to inform your court and send people to accompany the sacrifice. This is the way to maintain good relations with our neighbors. Please bring this document to your king. " "That's it!  Xiao Huaidan breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this and said with a smile: "It is a taboo for the mother of your country to do this. How dare I make any mistakes when I return?"  Without giving the Song envoy a chance to find trouble, he added with a smile: "The place for the sacrifices might as well be in the Beiji Temple. Your envoy doesn't know. The Beiji Temple is the largest temple in Yanjing and has a spacious place."  "There are many monks. Only if you go there to lay a memorial ceremony is worthy of the status of the Queen Mother of your country." "If so, I will trouble Mr. Xiao!"  Even the arrangements, keeping and sex are all done grandly and thoughtfully, so you can rest assured!" Xiao Huaidan was very happy to solve a problem, and he slapped his chest hard, almost breaking it.  "Then I would like to express my gratitude to Mr. Xiao for his kindness on behalf of me!" Zhao Zong smiled and arched his hand towards Xiao Huaidan.  "You can't do it, you can't do it!" Xiao Huaidan stood up quickly, not daring to accept Zhao Zong's courtesy, and said with a smile: "I'm going to say goodbye first, you two can sit quietly!" Looking at Xiao Huaidan's back, the smile on Zhao Zong's face gradually disappeared.  He turned around and said coldly to Zhou Ping: "Deputy Envoy Zhou, a certain family has already set up a stage. It's up to you how you perform tomorrow!"  Today, please hold back the others and let me have a few words with Liao Prime Minister Li Chuwen!" Zhao Zong snorted coldly, turned around and walked out without answering. I don't know if he heard Zhou Ping's words.  It seems to be to express gratitude to Song FangIt fully demonstrates our good neighborliness.  The small court in Yanjing City showed amazing efficiency.  After Yelu Chun, who was already suffering from illness, listened to Xiao Huaidan's performance on his sickbed, he immediately issued a decree: "On the anniversary of the Empress Dowager Chen, the Cisage of the Song Dynasty, all civil and military officials of the fifth rank and above in Beijing should come to the Beiji Temple to pay their respects."  The scope of participation in the ceremony was expanded to include officials of fifth rank and above. This special ceremony, which obviously far exceeded the level of courtesy between the two dynasties during the peacetime period, seemed to remind the Northern Song Dynasty court far away in Tokyo that it was destroying something like the Liao Dynasty.  How unwise is the covenant of a civilized nation that behaves according to its etiquette.  On the morning of the third day, Zhou Ping and his party arrived at the North Pole Temple early.  I saw civil and military officials from the Liao Kingdom arriving one after another, with plain carriages and white horses, which was extremely popular for a while, and the surrounding streets were crowded.  Zhao Zong really tried his best to socialize with many Liao officials. Zhou Ping couldn't help but secretly admire him. If nothing else, he could never develop his ability to deal with people in his lifetime.  "Here comes Li Men!" With a long roll call, Zhou Ping's attention suddenly focused. He immediately recognized the person he was looking for from the crowd. He walked to Zhao Zong and coughed.  .  Zhao Zong walked forward knowingly and intentionally or unintentionally stopped several Liao officials behind him from talking.  Zhou Ping took the opportunity to come forward and was introduced to each other by a Liao receptionist.  Li Chuwen stepped forward and said respectfully: "Send your regards from the Queen. Today is the anniversary of the empress dowager Chen, the kind sage of your dynasty. The queen should have paid her respects. However, the lord of the country was ill, and the queen was serving decoctions and was not allowed to step away.  Come, I specially sent a subordinate to accompany the sacrifice on my behalf. I beg the ambassador to forgive me for being so disrespectful!" After saying these high-sounding diplomatic words, he took Zhou Ping's hand and used a gesture that was both flattering and treating a junior, making him intimate.  Without losing the self-esteem of his elders, he smiled and said: "I have heard of your husband for a long time, and today I have to see him in person, which greatly comforts me in my life!" "It is indeed an old fox, and the few polite words are sincere.  , It seems like they have been close friends for many years!" Zhou Ping thought to himself: "There are so many people here, I'm afraid this guy will be worried about talking confidentially, so why not talk in a private place?" Thinking of this, Zhou Ping pretended!  Looking quite touched, he stretched out his hand to hold Li Chuwen's right arm and said, "It's a blessing for Zhou to be praised by Prime Minister Li. It's very windy here, so why don't I wait and sit in a teahouse nearby!" "That's fine!  !" Li Chuwen looked at the sunlight coming in, and it was still a long time before he saluted.  On the right side of the main hall of the North Bei Temple, there is a very solemn and gorgeous monk's dormitory, which was specially used to entertain the officials of the Liao Dynasty who came to burn incense.  After Zhou and Li came in, they sat down separately and exchanged greetings.  Li Chuwen was obviously very good at this. The two exchanged a few words, but Zhou Ping couldn't make any sense.  So Zhou Ping decided to take a risk and stir things up first to see what the opponent's trump card was.  "'This Arctic Temple is large-scale and beautiful,' Ma Kuo said, deliberately provoking him. 'I heard your family talking about its reputation when I was in Tokyo. When I saw it today, it was indeed well-deserved.'  The lower officials have also heard for a long time that Xianglan in Tokyo is gorgeous and solemn and unparalleled in the world. Even though the North Pole Temple here is huge, compared with Xianglan, it is really a big difference.' When Li Chuwen said this, he suddenly realized  I was too modest and had insulted the state, so I hurriedly made up for it by saying, "In the past, I read about Yongning Temple and Yongning Pagoda (a famous temple in the capital of the Northern Wei Dynasty) mentioned in "Luoyang Jialan Ji". I wanted to see the prosperity of manpower and material resources in the Northern Dynasty, and the prosperity of the Southern Dynasty.  There are four hundred and eighty temples, but none of them can compare with Yongning Temple. Seeing that neither "North Pole Temple" nor "your family" elicited any reaction from the other party, Zhou Ping frowned and was about to use a more direct method.  After a while, two more officials from the Liao Kingdom came in. He had to swallow his words. Soon, it was time to salute. At this time, the hall was already brightly lit with candles and incense smoke. Zhou Ping directed himself.  The deacons performed their respective tasks, while the civil and military officials of Liao were arranged in order outside the main hall according to their rank. He walked to the shrine alone with the Zanli, burned incense, saluted, and then praised loudly from the Zanli: '  The attendant Li Men came forward to burn incense!' Li Chuwen walked solemnly, and under the guidance of the ceremony director, he walked straight to the case. At this time, the rest of the people were outside, quite far away, and were covered by layers of banners, curtains, and marquees.  The incense burner, the big candlestick and the steaming cigarettes obscured the view. Zhou Ping winked and asked Zanli to stand farther away. He and Li Chuwen stood side by side, only a short distance apart. "If we want to fight with Li Chuwen alone,  This is probably the last chance!  " Zhou Ping thought to himself. He bent down and pretended to go out to get the incense. He lowered his voice and said, "I asked my cousin Ma Zhi to send a message to my disciples. Ten years ago, he and his father and son drank wine in front of this shrine and made an alliance, vowing to live and die together. Never Don't forget wealth.  Have you completely forgotten about me?¡± (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster! PS: I have been very busy during this period, and I have a physical book on hand.?, I rarely come to Qidian, sorry!  The answer to leejones0922's book friend's question is as follows: The shogunate will be finished, so please rest assured, but the speed cannot be guaranteed.  I hope book friends who think this book is good will subscribe and support me.  As for Xinshun, I don¡¯t have time for the moment. 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