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Chapter 607 0604 [Hundred Countries, Hundred Prime Ministers]

After Kang Gongbi and the other man's commotion, the entire Daqing Hall fell silent.

The envoys from various countries, who had been whispering to each other, suddenly shut their mouths, fearing that they would be driven out of the palace.

These envoys came not only to pay tribute, but also to carry the political intentions of their respective countries and tribes.

If one was driven out of the palace and caused trouble for the king and the chief, he would definitely be punished or even lose his life.

Take Western Xia for example. It is impossible that Western Xia was unaware of Qi's deployment in the five northwest routes. Especially in the first half of the year, the emperor of Qi rejected Western Xia's proposal to pay tribute and become a vassal. This made Li Qianshun and a group of Dangxiang nobles frightened and they couldn't sleep well for the past six months.

Western Xia was really scared, fearing that Qi would suddenly send troops to destroy Western Xia.

In fact, during the Zhao Song Dynasty, Western Xia was already in a weak military position. Although they won and lost tactically, strategically, Western Xia had been forced into a desperate situation.

The Hengshan Mountains were lost, and Yang Weizhong's fort was built right at the doorstep of the Western Xia.

If Tong Guan had not been so ambitious and gave reckless orders, Liu Fa would never have lost and Western Xia would have been crushed in one fell swoop.

But even though Zhao Song lost that battle, the situation of Western Xia did not improve.

As I said before, Western Xia and Zhao Song were not opponents of the same size at all. How many people did Western Xia have? How many did Zhao Song have?
Unless Western Xia could be like the Jin Dynasty, which initially defeated the Zhao Song Dynasty in one wave, and then swept across the Central Plains like a flood and destroyed the Zhao Song Dynasty.

Once it is impossible to destroy Zhao Song in a blitzkrieg and the war drags on, the gap in the size of the countries will become apparent.

This gap was particularly evident on the battlefield. The Zhao Song Dynasty could lose countless times, but as long as the Western Xia lost once, it would be a fatal blow.

Especially later, Yang Weizhong invented the fortification tactic without any moral principles, which made the situation even worse. The Xixia people were few in number, and it would take at least dozens or even hundreds of lives to capture a fort, which was like cutting meat with a blunt knife.

Do you care about the fortress?
No matter what, I will continue to repair it until I reach the outskirts of Xingqing Prefecture.

Tube?
Okay, if you destroy one, I will send someone to repair two overnight.

You Xixia have a total population of only three to five million, and your standing military force is no more than two to three hundred thousand. I want to see how many strongholds you can fill with human lives.

Faced with a dead end, what can Xixia do?
Back then, we sought help from our good brother Liao Kingdom in the north.

But things are different now. The good brother Liao Kingdom has been destroyed, and the Zhao Song in the Central Plains has been replaced by the powerful Qi Kingdom, which punches the Jin Kingdom and kicks the Zhao Song Kingdom. Even Yelu Dashi is a younger brother of the Qi emperor.

In this situation, if Qi wanted to attack Western Xia, no one could help Li Qianshun.

Therefore, the Western Xia envoys had a heavy mission to come to the court to pay tribute.

Another example is the large and small tribes in Longyou. When they saw the Jin Kingdom moving south and frequent riots within the Zhao Song Dynasty, these tribes took the opportunity to become independent.

Now that Qi has replaced Zhao and Song, will there be a reckoning later?
Even overseas countries such as the Arabs, Srivijaya, and Luzon had to please Qi.

Do you really think that the ocean-going trade caravan's trip was in vain?

The reason why this sea trade trip was so easy was due to the two escorting Shenzhou warship groups.

A quarter of an hour later, a voice of greeting rang out from outside the palace: "The envoy of Xuanjin Kingdom is here to see you!"

Kang Gongbi glared at Xiao Wen fiercely, snorted coldly, straightened his clothes, and strode out of the Daqing Hall.

Led by the eunuch Huangmen, Kang Gongbi walked in the palace in the heavy snow.

Looking around, the palace was desolate, just like his mood at the moment.

Since Xijing Road was recaptured by Qi State, Wanyan Loushi and Wanyan Yinshu were killed in battle by Han Zhen, and the military myth that Jin State was proud of was ruthlessly shattered.

The bold statement that "if there are less than 10,000 Jurchens, they will be invincible even if there are 10,000" has also become a joke.

This triggered a series of chain reactions.

More than half of the tribes on the grassland rose up and joined the forces of Yelu Dashi and Yelu Yudu in an attempt to restore their country.

The remaining tribes, located within the territory of the Jin Dynasty, did not surrender to Yelu Dashi and other former Liao remnants, but they were also ready to make moves and secretly disobeyed Wanyan Wuqimai's orders.

There were frequent riots in the country, and even in the ancestral land of Northeast China, there were rebellions by the Bohai people.

That would be fine, but there is no internal unity.

Wanyan Zonghan and Wanyan Zongwang fought openly and secretly, Wanyan Wuqimai was busy compiling history to pave the way for his offspring to ascend the throne, and many powerful forces such as Bohai, Xi people, and Liao Dynasty came out one after another and began to bet on their positions...

In short, the internal situation of the Jin Dynasty was in chaos.

This mission to Qi was mainly for peace talks.

With Wanyan Zonghan's disastrous defeat in Xijing Road, the peace faction headed by Wanyan Xieye began to gain the upper hand. They advocated defending the territory, allowing Yelu Dashi to restore the country, and making friends with Qi.

The Liao Kingdom was too big. Even if it lost half of its territory, it was still a behemoth, enough for the Jurchens to thrive and multiply.

However, this proposal was jointly opposed by Wanyan Zonghan and Wanyan Zongmou. Although the two of them were fighting among themselves, they still knew what was going on. They would not allow Yelu Dashi to restore his country, otherwise the old ministers and nobles of the Liao Dynasty who were already ready to make moves in the Jin Dynasty would be even more difficult to suppress.

Therefore, Yelu Dashi must be fought and Linhuang Prefecture must be recovered. As for how to fight and who will lead the troops, it requires careful discussion.

As for the State of Qi, although there is a deep hatred, it is indeed not advisable to provoke it.

After discussions among various forces, it was decided to send envoys to negotiate peace and a truce with Qi to ensure mutual non-aggression.

The road that had just been cleared in the morning was covered with a layer of snow in just half an hour.

Walking on the thin snow, Kang Gongbi came to the main hall of Yeonbokgung Palace.

After brushing off the snow on his body and tidying up his appearance, he walked into the hall and bowed: "The envoy of the Kingdom of Jin greets His Majesty the Emperor of Qi."

"No gift."

Han Zhen looked at Kang Gongbi and said with a half-smile, "It's been over a year since we last met. I hope you are doing well, Envoy Kang."

Kang Gongbi replied: "I am one year older, but Your Majesty is even more elegant and graceful." This was flattery, but also sincere.

The founding emperor of Qi was so young that he was like the rising sun, radiant and dazzling.

The most important thing is that the other party has not even reached the peak age of a man, and he still has a long way to go in the rest of his life.

In comparison, Wanyan Wuqimai was already very old.

Even Wanyan Zonghan and Zongwang, the two great men of the Mesozoic era, were nearly fifty years old and were totally incomparable.

It was fine when I met the Emperor of Qi last year, but seeing him again now, the feeling is particularly strong.

Han Zhen asked, "Is Wanyan Wuqimai in good health?"

Kang Gongbi replied: "Your Majesty is in good health."

"Is it?"

Han Zhen retorted casually, "But I heard that Wanyan Wuqimai fell ill more than a month ago and is bedridden."

Kang Gongbi was startled, but said calmly: "Your Majesty just caught a cold and has recovered long ago."

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Wanyan Wuqimai did fall ill, but the news was soon blocked, so not many people in the Jin Kingdom knew about it. Even Wanyan Zonghan and Wanyan Zongmou were kept in the dark. He did not expect that the Emperor of Qi, who was far away in the Central Plains, knew everything about it. How could he not be shocked?

There must be a spy in the court, and his position is not low.

After weighing the pros and cons, Kang Gongbi chose to keep the matter to himself as it was not something he could get involved in.

If you don't handle it properly, it may lead to fatal disaster.

Han Zhen chuckled and said, "I originally planned to send an imperial physician to the Kingdom of Jin to treat Wanyan Wuqimai, but now it seems that it is no longer necessary."

"The Emperor of Qi is so kind. I thank you on behalf of Your Majesty."

Kang Gongbi bowed to express his gratitude, then took out a congratulatory letter from his sleeve pocket and presented it with both hands: "This is a gift prepared by His Majesty. Please have a look, Emperor Qi."

After receiving the congratulatory letter, Han Zhen glanced at it casually. They were all local specialties such as Dongzhu ginseng and furs.

So he waved his hand and gave some glassware in return.

"I, your Excellency, would like to thank the Emperor of Qi for his gift."

After Kang Gongbi had sorted out his words, he said in a loud voice: "Your Majesty is willing to make peace with Qi and become a brotherly and friendly country, and not invade each other."

"Who is the brother?"

Han Zhen suddenly asked.

Kang Gongbi hesitated slightly, and said with a stiff face: "This... Your Majesty is older than me, so naturally, my King Jin is your elder brother."

As soon as he finished speaking, Kang Gongbi clearly felt several sharp gazes in the hall falling on him, like thorns in his back.

Wanyan Wuqimai also had his dignity to save. He was already old, and he really couldn't bring himself to respect Han Zhen, a young boy, as his brother.

Moreover, he himself did not have enough prestige in the Jin Kingdom. If he called Qi Kingdom his brother, he would completely lose face.

"Ah."

Han Zhen smiled and said in a domineering manner: "Go back and let Wanyan Wuqimai think it over before we discuss reconciliation."

"This……"

Kang Gongbi wanted to try again, but Liu Chang stared at him and said, "Why don't the Jin envoys leave?"

"The foreign minister resigns."

Kang Gongbi sighed in his heart and had to bow and leave.

The Emperor of Qi was overbearing, so before coming, he had already prepared to argue with reason. However, who would have thought that the Emperor of Qi would be so overbearing and not give him any chance to refute.

For now, I can only return to the inn and send a message back to discuss with Your Majesty before making a decision.

After a short rest, the Western Xia envoy walked into the hall.

In order to make Han Zhen happy, Li Qianshun spent a lot of money. He gave Han Zhen extremely generous gifts and even sent his own niece to marry him to the State of Qi.

Han Zhen naturally did not agree to the marriage proposal, but he accepted all the gifts and gave generous rewards in return.

This move was just to stabilize Western Xia.

As for whether Li Qianshun believed it or not, it didn’t matter. Now that the Liao Kingdom was gone, who else could Xixia turn to for help?
Yelu Dashi?

Let’s not talk about whether he has the ability or not. Even if he does, would he dare?
After sending away the Western Xia envoys with a few words, Han Zhen continued to receive envoys from various countries.

Comfort where needed, strike where needed.

Han Zhen has already mastered the art of using a big stick in one hand and sweet dates in the other.

I was busy until the afternoon when I finally received all the envoys.

After standing up and stretching his muscles, Han Zhen walked back to his bedroom.

Pushing the door and entering the bedroom, a wave of heat hit me in the face. Zhao Fujin was sharing his experience with his sister, while Zhao Fujin was leaning on the bed like a frost-bitten eggplant, listlessly. A faint sour smell filled the air.

It was obvious that Zhao Fujin had just vomited.

After all, women who do not experience vomiting during pregnancy are a minority and account for a very low proportion.

(End of this chapter)