Fisherman's Song Dynasty

Standing behind Zhao Gou, Xu Zizhen bowed slightly, taking in the expressions of the two of them talking in his eyes. He was very satisfied with Zhao Gou's attitude. A lieutenant beside him suddenly looked at him and shouted sharply: "Hey! My marshal is talking to your prince, and you are still standing?"

uh...me?Damn, I got shot while lying down?

Xu Zizhen glanced around, and sure enough, except for Zhao Gou, Zhang Bangchang and other responsible persons from the Song side, all the other attendants knelt down, only himself and Yan Zhao still stood.

Seeing that the spearhead suddenly turned to him inexplicably, he was just about to deal with it, but he heard Zhao Gou say: "Gu is the envoy of the Great Song Dynasty, and all the followers represent my Great Song Dynasty, so there is no reason to kneel in the Rujin barracks."

Xu Zizhen was greatly surprised, and almost called out a good word. Zhao Gou's words were neither humble nor overbearing, and they were well-founded, and they were not shameful at all.

The deputy general opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. At this time, Wanyan Zongwang smiled and smoothed things over: "His Royal Highness Kang Wang's words are reasonable, come, come, come here, everyone, come to the camp with me first." He said affectionately He took Zhao Gou's hand and walked in.

Zhang Bangchang silently followed Zhao Gou, and the rest of the Song court officials and entourage followed behind. Xu Zizhen noticed that the chief minister did not seem to be in Yan Zongwang's eyes at all, and he didn't even say hello, but he understood in a second. The main purpose of the Jin people this time is to extort money, so there is no need to pay much attention to Zhang Bangchang, who looks like a servile at first glance, as long as he suppresses Zhao Gou's arrogance.

An open space had already been prepared in the camp, with a table set up in the center and a thick layer of fur on the floor, Wanyan Zongwang walked up to the head seat first, and warmly invited Zhao Gou like a master. Sitting on his left hand side, Zhao Gou knew that he had bad intentions and was declaring his sovereignty, but he was in the guest place and in the center of the opponent's camp, it was temporarily inconvenient, so he had to bear it and sit down.

A group of golden generals took their seats opposite Zhao Gou and the others. The first one was Wanyan Zongbi, also known as Wushu, and the rest of them were also dressed as military generals, all wearing armor, and only took off their helmets and put them on the side of the desk. .

Zhang Bangchang sat down next to Zhao Gou, and behind him was another accompanying official, Cao Sheng, son-in-law of the Great Song Dynasty, and all the guards stood behind them, each holding a weapon. Only Yanzhao stood majestically beside Zhao Gou, and Xu Zizhen But he is not even considered as an attendant, and can only stand far away from Su San and other handymen.

It was nearing evening, and a round of red sun was gradually setting in the sky, Wanyan Zongwang clapped his hands, and soon a golden soldier brought up the price of drinks, food, and water, and after a while, the tables in front of everyone were filled to the brim, Wanyan Zongwang Picking up the wine glass, he smiled at Zhao Gou and said, "Your Highness has come from a long way, Zong Wang will offer His Highness a glass first!"

Zhao Gou didn't refuse, he took up the wine in front of him and drank it down, but his face was cold and silent, and the atmosphere in the field became a bit lukewarm. Zhang Bangchang picked up the wine glass as soon as he rolled his eyes, stood up and bowed to Wanyan Zongwang and said: "His Royal Highness King Kang's horses and horses are exhausted, and his body is quite unwell. He is not a good official. I would like to offer a cup to You Shuai for His Royal Highness!" After finishing speaking, he drank it in one gulp.

Wanyan Zongwang laughed and accompanied him for a drink, and looked at Zhang Bangchang: "This is Mr. Zhang Xiangye, right? I'm so neglectful just now, I don't think it's surprising."

Zhang Bangchang smiled obsequiously: "Where is it, Bangchang is not good at words, and just now he saw that You Shuai is running the army strictly, and he can't help but feel panic, which made You Shuai laugh at him."

When Zhao Gou saw his slavish appearance, his heart immediately became angry, but when he remembered what Xu Zizhen said just now, he suppressed his anger and pretended not to. snorted.

Wanyan Zongwang saw it, kept his face calm, and secretly winked at Wushu, Wushu understood, got up and said with a smile: "Marshal, the young general has a merciless request, I don't know whether to say it or not."

Xu Zizhen's heart skipped a beat when he heard this from behind, and whispered to Su San who was beside him: "The flower gun is about to start playing, stay a while and act according to my wink."

Before Su San could react, she just nodded in a daze, and after listening to Yan Zongwang said: "Oh? There's nothing wrong with it, just say it."

Wu Shu still smiled and said: "His Royal Highness King Kang has come from a long way, logically speaking I should welcome him with a grand ceremony, but unfortunately my Jurchen Erlang does not know the rhythm, so I can only play sumo wrestling with fists and feet to entertain the distinguished guests, please give me your permission! "

Wanyan Zongwang clapped the table, laughed and said: "That makes sense, sure!"

Zhao Gou's complexion was a bit unsightly. He naturally understood that Wanyan Zongwang was about to kill his prestige, or the prestige of the entire Song court envoys, but now that he was in the territory of the Jin people, he could not raise any objections. , besides, they didn't give a chance to argue at all, so they ordered the food to be served directly.

There was already a large space in the middle of the field, and it seemed that the Wanyan brothers had prepared this move early in the morning. Wu Shu waved his hand, and two big men entered the field, bowed to Wanyan Zongwang, and greeted Zhao Zhao. On the other side, they didn't even look at it, and the contempt was beyond words.

Wanyan Zongwang nodded: "Let's get started, and let His Royal Highness Kang Wang see my Jurchen Erlang demeanor."

The two men stopped talking, stood facing each other, and suddenly shouted and raised their hands.

They were all bare-chested, with a four-finger-wide cowhide belt tied around their waists. As soon as they started, they each grabbed each other's shoulders and waists. This was not a common martial art of the Song people, but a primitive wrestling technique.

Both of them are extremely tall and strong, and their moves are extremely swift and fierce. They are not at all like ordinary sparring contests. They are entangled with each other as soon as they start their hands. Pulling their heads, cutting their necks, and hooking their feet, every move is simple and straightforward. I have almost never seen this kind of kung fu, and I was a little dazzled for a while.

Xu Zizhen didn't think it was strange, it was a bit similar to the judo of his time, but the two men seemed to have some shadows of Mongolian wrestling mixed in, and after a while, one of them was obviously better in skill, the other hooked his legs The pendulum threw the other person several feet away and landed on the ground with a muffled bang.

This move was clean and neat, and he was able to throw the [-]-jin big man so far, which shows the strength of the man's arms. Most of the guards on Song Ting's side were taken aback, and even Yan Zhao's eyes showed a trace of dignity.

Wanyan Zongwang applauded first, and laughed loudly: "Okay! Come, let's enjoy the wine!"

An attendant brought over a large bowl of wine, the man raised his neck and drank it dry, then threw the bowl away, saluted Wanyan Zongwang, and said loudly: "Marshal, dancing solo is boring, the last general dares to think Please come up with the masters under His Royal Highness Kang Wang to give you some advice."