Fisherman's Song Dynasty

The guest of honor was seated. As expected, all the members of the Song Mission had arrived here. They were arranged according to the left and right hands of Wushu. On the left were Song people, and on the right were all Jin generals. The handyman and others sat down in the next few rows, Du Jin, his brothers and Shui Liuli were among them.

Yanzhao still stood beside Zhao Gou like an iron tower, Xu Zizhen naturally returned to the handyman team, sat down quietly, and watched Wushu's flower guns from a distance.

Wu Shu suddenly waved his hand and sent off the guards beside him, Zhao Gou glanced at him, and said to Yan Zhao: "You go and sit down too."

Yan Zhao was stunned for a moment, walked over to Xu Zizhen and sat down without saying a word. Since Wu Shu had made such a gesture, Zhao Gou couldn't fall behind him. To put it bluntly, he was in Jinren's belly anyway. , it doesn't matter if he is by Zhao Gou's side or not.

Everyone was already seated, and there was a stark contrast between the left and right sides. The Jin generals were laughing and playing nonchalantly, while the Song people were dignified and quiet, and no one was an idiot. Just look and you know something is going to happen.

Those who should come should come, and the drinks began to be delivered. It can be seen that Wushu has put a lot of thought into today's banquet. In front of everyone in the Song Mission, the wine is rice wine from Jiangnan, and the fresh fruits are from Shaanxi. , the dishes are Bianjing-style, and even the chopsticks are top-grade tooth chopsticks from the Song Dynasty.

"His Royal Highness King Kang, this king specially paid a lot of money to find several famous chefs from the Song Dynasty, and I don't know if today's dishes are suitable for His Highness's appetite, please!" Wu Shu raised his glass with a smile, his face was as usual, and there was no difference.

The so-called stretching out his hand and not hitting people with smiling faces, Zhao Gou was on guard in his heart, but he also put on a friendly expression on his face. Zong Wang was in charge of the peace talks, and he couldn't take his anger out on Wu Shu if he didn't show up.

Xu Zizhen secretly looked at everything in front of him. He found that the Jin generals who were still laughing at the opposite side actually calmed down after the banquet started. Although the wine in their hands did not stop, their eyes were looking at the Song Mission. Zhao Gou obviously also noticed this, and the palm of his hand holding the wine glass tightened unconsciously.

At this moment, Wu Shu suddenly put down his wine glass, and sighed lightly: "His Royal Highness, I am invited by this king today, and I want to get drunk with His Highness, but... there is a saying, this king does not know whether to say it or not. .”

coming!Zhao Gou's heart trembled, but his face remained calm, and he said lightly: "Fourth Prince, it's okay to talk."

Wu Shu shook his head, showing a helpless smile: "Although I, Da Jin, have a dispute with Da Song for a while, Your Highness should know that this matter is not Wu Shu's personal wish. This king has been concerned about it since the first day I saw His Highness. I feel that I have a good agreement with His Highness, and if His Highness is willing, I even want to form an alliance with His Highness Jinlan."

Zhao Gou listened to him talking nonsense, but didn't respond. He still listened quietly, but his demeanor had already shown his attitude.

Wu Shu didn't care, and his eyes gradually showed pain: "It's just that you, the people of the Song Dynasty, don't understand this king. You say that most of the people in Zhending City now hate my Dajin, and some even hide in the Secretly intending to assassinate this king and his brother, this... well, it really chills this king."

Zhao Gou frowned: "Oh? Did the Fourth Prince meet an assassin recently?"

Wu Shu nodded slowly: "Exactly, and it was just yesterday night."

clap clap clap!

Wu Shu patted his palms three times, and soon there was a sound of footsteps from the side. Zhao Gou's eyes turned to follow the sound, and his face suddenly sank.

There was a group of golden soldiers walking towards the banquet, and each of them held a blood-stained prisoner in ragged clothes. Judging from the clothes, hair accessories, etc. of these prisoners, they were all from the Song Dynasty. There are 19 people in total.

Xu Zizhen's heart was moved when these prisoners were released. He found that Zhao Gou's face became ugly. Obviously, he knew some of these prisoners, and Zhao Gou seemed to be here for the first time. So what happened to these prisoners? Who is it, the answer is ready to come out - the world will!

Zhao Gou quickly adjusted his mood, and looked at Wushu in a blink of an eye, and the opponent had already made a move. At this time, it is better to wait and see what happens next, and see what routines he will play next.

However, Zhao Gou was taken aback by what happened next. Wu Shu waved his hand and gathered the 19 people together. The king really wants to make friends with His Highness, so these assassins... I will leave it to His Highness, I just hope His Highness will persuade you with kind words, and don't do any more dangerous things."

Zhao Gou’s heart suddenly became alert. Wu Shu was by no means such an easy-talking person. He was assassinated but was still handed over to himself without any request. There was definitely something weird about it. He knows what kind of person he is better than anyone present here, but no matter how you look at the current situation, he really intends to return him to Zhao Gou.

Shui Liuli also came at some time, lowered her voice and asked in confusion: "What does the fourth prince want to do? Win over Qi Ye?"

Xu Zizhen raised his index finger to cover his mouth: "Shhh, it's not that simple to watch him perform."

That team of Jin soldiers indeed brought nineteen Song people to the table of the Song envoys. Zhao Gou couldn't hold back any longer, and winked at Yan Zhao. There was a loud bang.

boom!

A sturdy bald-headed general picked up a wine jar and smashed it down, it was instantly shattered to pieces, and the aroma of the wine wafted away.

"Fourth prince, I'm not convinced!" The bald golden general glared at the 19 people with a grim expression on his face.

A thought came to Zhao Gou and Xu Zizhen's mind at the same time: Sure enough, the main show is about to begin!

Wu Shu seemed to be taken aback, and shouted angrily, "Heituo, you are presumptuous!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, several figures stood up from their seats and shouted in unison: "Fourth Prince, I'm not convinced!"

This time, the seven golden generals stood up, together with the bald-headed Heituo, a total of eight people glared at each other viciously, which meant that as long as Yan Zhao dared to catch him, they would immediately rush forward and start a killing spree.

Wu Shu's face darkened completely: "Why, are you planning to rebel?"

After Hei Tuo suddenly jumped out of the case, he quickly walked to Wu Shu and knelt down on one knee, and said loudly: "The general dare not! It's just that last night in order to capture these Song assassins, the general killed many warriors in his account. If four If the prince returned it to the prince of the Song Dynasty, wouldn’t the brothers of the last general be terrified? Please take it back, the fourth prince!"

The other seven golden generals also jumped out, knelt down on the ground and shouted loudly: "Please take back your orders, Fourth Prince!"

Wu Shu's face sank like water, Zhao Gou remained calm, Xu Zizhen narrowed his eyes slightly, he had already sensed something bad, but this seemed to be the opportunity he was looking forward to.