retaliate

Chapter 391 Win-win, friends

During this journey, Yang Xuan thought about many possibilities of the mission's true purpose.

But they are all related to Beiliao.

"Your Majesty is preparing to attack the Southern Zhou Dynasty."

Yang Xuan was stunned by this sentence.

Why?

It was hateful to support the Southern Xinjiang rebellion before the Southern Zhou Dynasty, but Datang did such a thing in the Southern Zhou Dynasty, so it was just you coming and going.

Moreover, Southern Zhou's support for the rebels has gradually decreased recently, and the momentum of the rebellion in southern Xinjiang has also been suppressed, and the situation is improving.

But at this moment, the false emperor wanted to attack Southern Zhou.

Is it because the imperial concubine in the pear garden is not fragrant?
Or is it that the prince has become a hand, so that he can't find someone to humiliate, so that he can't find a goal in life...

What is he planning?
"Why?" Yang Xuan asked.

"I don't know either." Liang Jing said sincerely: "If the Tang Dynasty wants to attack the Southern Zhou Dynasty, it must first discuss with the Beiliao. Otherwise, if there is an army from that side, the army from this side will also be sent out. What else is there to fight?"

The Tang Dynasty sent troops to the Southern Zhou Dynasty, and the Southern Zhou Dynasty called on the eldest brother to help, and the Beiliao immediately sent troops to the northern border...

Can you come back?
Datang could only withdraw his troops.

The existence of the Southern Zhou Dynasty can effectively contain the Tang Dynasty. This is clearly seen by the emperors of the Daliao Dynasty. It is impossible to indulge the Tang Dynasty and destroy the Southern Zhou Dynasty.

So Yang Xuan felt that this matter was a bit nonsense.

"It's impossible for Beiliao to just sit back and watch." Yang Xuan felt that this was a stupid decision.

Liang Jing said: "The country will not be destroyed."

"What is the Immortal Kingdom fighting?"

Could it be that the false emperor is dementia?
"discipline."

"discipline?"

"Correct."

"Why punishment?"

"I do not know either."

"You don't know this, you don't know that, what's the reason?"

Yang Xuan was so angry that he wanted to explode, "The envoy must know the whole story, otherwise how can he mediate? Who the hell came up with this idea? He should be killed!"

"His Majesty."

……

"forget it."

Yang Xuan felt that the false emperor was in a daze.

"Your Majesty ordered that twenty cities in the Southern Zhou Dynasty be used as punishment. After the city is broken, half of the benefits will be shared with the Northern Liao Dynasty, and the troops will be withdrawn after the war."

"Difficult." Yang Xuan said bluntly: "How can Beiliao believe in the words of Datang? What if the Tang Dynasty is in turmoil all the way? When the Southern Zhou Dynasty is destroyed, can Beiliao revive a country?"

"So, that's why I'm here."

"Damn it, it has nothing to do with me!" Yang Xuan was furious.

"Zitai, you're here now, it's too late to say it's irrelevant."

Yang Xuan turned around and said flatly: "Believe it or not, I can make it impossible for you to go back."

He was really angry.

Now he is the governor of Yizhou, holding the Chenzhou army in his hands, and there is a team of troops on the grassland, walking around under the banner of the southern part of the town, who can pretend to be a horse thief to kill at any time.

Intercepting and killing the mission, throwing the blame on some ignorant tribe, who the hell dares to blame Yang Xuan?

Everyone in Chen Zhoujun is at his post!

Liang Jing sighed, stood up and cupped his hands, "It's my fault."

He didn't push the matter on Wang Deng's head, and he was very responsible.

"You just need to know about this... Nan Zhou humiliated His Majesty!"

"Fuck!"

Yang Xuan couldn't help but startled.

Liang Jing smiled and said, "When I first heard about it, that word came out of my mouth. Fuck! How dare they! But they did it."

"I won't ask how it was humiliated." Yang Xuan felt that the false emperor wanted to send troops to punish him, and the humiliation seemed to hit his shortcoming.

shortcoming...

Yang Xuan couldn't help but look down.

Liang Jing's eyes moved slightly, "What are you looking at?"

"Strengths!"

"Wang Deng is a veteran of the Ministry of Military Affairs. He knows the truth of Beiliao. He intends to argue with Beiliao on this trip, but at present, it is useless."

"He Lianfeng sent the crown prince and the third prince to receive us, with whom to discuss this matter?"

"What Wang Deng meant, and Prince Helian Dan."

"Then try it!"

"What about you?"

"I'll catch up on sleep."

The crown prince and the third prince arrived very quickly.

After the two sides exchanged pleasantries, Wang Deng made a vague request.

"Twenty cities, retreat after breaking the city."

Helian Dan never expected that the envoy came with this purpose, and subconsciously said: "The Southern Zhou Dynasty is the country of the Daliao brothers, absolutely not!"

He Lianxun asked curiously, "Why did you attack Nan Zhou?"

Good question, young man!

Wang Deng was trying to find an excuse to talk about this matter, when he heard this, he sighed, "Nan Zhou...is disrespectful to His Majesty."

Helian Dan glanced at the third prince, "It's hot inside, you go out for a walk."

This is to dislike He Lianxun for being ignorant.

He Lianxun said with a smile: "I'm not afraid of heat."

Helian Dan said lightly: "That's fine."

Turning around, he said: "There is no need to report this to Aye, I will tell you, absolutely not!"

He got up, "Your envoy can play in Ningxing for a while before going back, and then host a banquet in the palace."

No matter how fierce the fight between the two countries is, their respective faces must be preserved.

Wang Deng stood up, "Datang is willing to send a proton."

The prince was startled, and said flatly: "This matter... will be reported to Aye."

The third prince asked curiously: "What kind of hatred is this, so much so that the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty is willing to send a proton."

To send a proton means to be willing to lose the wind. For example, the Southern Zhou Dynasty sent a proton to Chang'an.

Wang Deng smiled. "It's not easy to say."

The prince said lightly: "You shouldn't ask, don't ask."

Liang Jing's eyes moved slightly, and after going out, he said, "There seems to be some conflict between these two brothers."

Wang Deng shook his head, "It's useless, this matter has to be decided by He Lianfeng."

This contradiction cannot be used.

After He Lianfeng got the news, he couldn't help laughing.

The prince looked at him and smiled.

"Aye, be careful." He Lianxun reminded.

He Lianfeng panted, "Hey! How did Nian Xu humiliate Li Mi to make that old dog willing to send a proton? It's funny to think about it."

The prince said: "Aye, it's not easy to agree to this matter."

"I know." He Lianfeng said lightly.

The prince was a little ashamed.

The third prince said: "Aye, what if Datang attacks without waiting for our consent?"

He Lianfeng's eyes became gentler, "If so, we will attack with a large army."

"This is the chain button!" He Lianxun suddenly realized.

"Sanlang is smart."

In the afternoon of the same day, some officials went to inform Wang Deng.

"Your Majesty has said this, no!"

When Wang Deng came back, he said dejectedly, "This matter is difficult for the old man."

Liang Jing's face was livid, "It must be done even if it is difficult."

The emperor sent him this time, although he meant to be gilded, but he also wanted to test his teachings. If this trip fails, how can he succeed?

——You can't even do this well, how can you compete with the old foxes in the court?

Liang Jing turned his gaze, "Old Wang."

Wang Deng thought hard, and finally shook his head, "Unless you discuss with He Lianfeng directly and persuade him."

"Is there no other way?" Liang Jing was a little anxious.

Wang Deng thought about it again, "It's gone."

"inability!"

Liang Jing finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Wang Deng's old face was blank.

Liang Jing slapped the table, "Forget it, I'm going to find Zitai."

After Liang Jing left, Wang Deng's confidants came to fight against the injustice, "This matter is impossible, if the minister fails, then Yang Xuan can still turn the world upside down? Liang Langzhong scolded the minister for this, but it has passed."

Wang Deng said indifferently: "There is no certainty in this trip, otherwise, it would not be the old man's turn to be the envoy. Do you understand?"

"Isn't Liang Langzhong here for nothing?"

"Your Majesty just wants to see what he can do. If it works, it will be of great use. If it doesn't work, let's see what he can do."

"No wonder Liang Langzhong is so eager, he just felt aggrieved by the servant."

"I'm not aggrieved." Wang Deng smiled.

"The old man is here to take the blame. If this trip fails, the old man is the chief culprit. He became an official in disgrace."

"Hey!"

"What's the point of sighing?"

"The waiter is really aggrieved."

"I'm responsible for the old man, so the empress has to remember the old man's kindness, otherwise, who will be willing to take the blame for Liang Langzhong in the future?"

"But the servant is about to retire soon, this... is almost impossible to guarantee at the end of the festival."

"This old man teaches you to be a good boy, does it matter how you look?"

"important."

"To walk in the officialdom, you must have face. But the old man is about to retire, so is it possible to bring face back to his hometown and into the coffin? Hey! At this age, change everything you can!"

Wang Deng pointed outside, "Mr. Liang went to look for Yang Xuan, and the pot flew over. I don't know whether to cry or laugh."

……

"Zitai, this matter is troublesome."

Yang Xuan was taking a nap, and said impatiently: "If you are troublesome, please trouble!"

"Zi Tai save me!"

Yang Xuan opened his eyes, saw Liang Jing bowed and couldn't get up, so he moved his buttocks, turned to the other side and continued to doze.

"Zi Tai!"

Liang Jing said: "Back then you and your empress had such a fate..."

"This statement will lead to great disaster." Yang Xuan said quietly.

The emperor would feel like he was wearing a cuckold.

Liang Jing shouted in a low voice: "If it doesn't work this time, I will be in great trouble!"

"Ha ha!"

Yang Xuan sneered.

Liang Jing sighed, "Your Majesty has a good life in the palace, but... Zitai, your Majesty has no heirs. Once... you know, your Majesty will have to become a monk. The only way to avoid it is for me to become an important minister."

When the emperor passed away, all the childless concubines became monks.

Lest these women put hats on the emperor.

Liang Jing was able to say these words, which can be regarded as a heart-to-heart confession.

but.

It has nothing to do with me!

Yang Xuan thought clearly.

Concubine brothers and sisters have no future.

Liang Jing himself knew this very well. After becoming the queen's rival, the brother and sister had only one way to go...becoming the emperor's thug.

Where the emperor is, their wealth is there.

If the emperor is not around, those people's counterattack will make their brothers and sisters die without a place to bury them.

"Gold plating?"

"Yes."

"You're going to be out of luck."

"Can you just watch?"

"Why not?"

Liang Jing knew that this guy didn't want to get involved with his siblings.

"what do you want?"

"Serve Your Majesty."

"Ha ha!"

Yang Xuan looked at him, his expression gradually indifferent.

"What does this matter to me?"

If Huang Chunhui hadn't gotten him into the mission, Yang Xuan would have turned against Liang Jing right now.

He can follow him to make soy sauce, which can be regarded as giving the emperor a ride.

But if you want him to take the blame for Liang Jing and take the blame for him, I'm sorry.

"It's a pot."

Liang Jing nodded, "Brother, I know you are smart, but this matter..."

"Look for Wang Deng!"

Yang Xuan nodded, then closed his eyes.

We are here to make soy sauce, you continue to sing!
Sing!

In the ears, Suzaku played music.

"I stood on that Wollongong ... looking at the scenery."

Not to mention the music, it really fits the occasion.

Liang Jing's complexion changed slightly, he wanted to turn his back on him.

But what's the use of turning around?
Wang Deng said, and Huang Chunhui made an explanation, if Yang Xuan were put here, they would never even think about going back to Chang'an.

Huang Chunhui is the local emperor of northern Xinjiang. Who would dare not believe his threats?
"Cough cough!"

There was a dry cough outside the door.

Tu Chang said lightly: "The old man feels some bad breath."

Liang Jing took a deep breath, "50 yuan!"

The eyelids moved a little, and he crossed his arms.

"70 million!"

Tu Chang blinked his eyes.

He had been outside just now, and after hearing Liang Jing's words, he felt that it was just an idea.

An idea of ​​50 yuan reminded Tu Chang of the stories told by his father and grandfather, the role of those counselors in the founding of the Southern Zhou Dynasty.

But even if it is the top strategist, an idea is not worth 50 yuan, right?
But Boss Yang remained unmoved.

70!

Old man go!
This money, the mother's, is it dirt?

Yang Xuan's breathing was very steady.

Tu Chang praised secretly, thinking that Mr. Lang's demeanor of being unmoved in the face of the rich, should let the second child learn from it in the future.

Liang Jing was angry, "80!"

Yang Xuan snorted softly.

Boss Yang slept soundly.

"100 million!"

Tu Chang's hand holding the wooden stick was a little unsteady.

100 million dollars?
"Yang Zitai!" Liang Jing was about to take the case.

Yang Xuan opened his eyes, "Hey! It's Brother Liang! Second child, second child."

"What!" Wang Laoer's voice came from behind, probably stealing something while hiding.

"Get some tea, hey! Look, the elder brother of this imperial concubine! He doesn't even have a glass of water."

With 100 million dollars, Nende can raise an army!
"Brother Liang, sit down!"

Yang Xuan smiled.

Wang Laoer came with someone, but was grabbed by Tu Chang just as he was about to run away, and the two came to the side.

"Second!"

"What?"

Wang Laoer didn't know what he was going to do when he went back, he was in a hurry.

"Learn from Mr. Lang's methods."

"Learn what?"

"Thick-skinned."

Tu Chang witnessed how Yang Xuan dealt with Liang Jing.

Liang Langzhong, who is majestic in Chang'an, is like a monkey jumping up and down in front of Lang Jun.

Lang Jun just took a nap, and Liang Jing showed his hole card.

100 million dollars!
Is it worth it?
Worth it for small groups!

It is also worthwhile for Liang Jing.

Money, as long as he can make a fortune, a million dollars is nothing.

"What did Lang Jun say... double what?"

"Win-win."

"Second, you have to learn this."

"I'm learning."

"Are you studying?"

Tu Chang was very relieved.

"Yeah! I ate jerky to fill my stomach, and turned around to shit. Isn't this a win-win situation?"

Tu Chang: "..."

……

"What method?" Liang Jing felt that he had been extorted 100 million yuan, and his expression was not good.

Yang Xuan is sure that this guy is thinking about how to retaliate against himself if he fails... He said flatly: "This matter goes to He Lianfeng's place, it won't work, right?"

Liang Jing nodded.

wooden club!

Before Yang Xuan went to the Southern Zhou Dynasty, he had read some books on diplomatic strategies and tactics in another world, which were very rich in content.

"The first thing to do on a mission is to be flexible!"

The means most needed in diplomacy is flexibility.

Liang Jing frowned, "You mean..."

"Even if He Lianfeng agrees to this matter, can he make the decision alone?"

Liang Jing shook his head, "These things have to be decided by the court."

"Can I say you are a mallet?" Yang Xuan felt that he had hinted to this point, and Liang Jing should understand.

But he is still cute.

Sure enough, Liang Jing is good at playing society, forming cliques, party struggles...he is also good at playing.

But playing diplomacy, Boss Yang was convinced that Liang Jing didn't even have the qualifications to carry his shoes.

Liang Jing was stunned, and then nodded, "I wanted to deny it, but your method of envoy to the Southern Zhou Dynasty was regarded as a classic by the Ministry of Rites and Honglu Temple, and the officials were taught to learn it. To play this, my brother is just your student."

But what can you do?
Yang Xuan nodded him.

"Have you heard a word?"

"What?"

"The enemy of your enemy is your friend!"

(End of this chapter)