Chasing King

Chahar slaughtered cattle and sheep, sang and danced to welcome guests from afar.

The scene seems to be very warm, only the authorities can see the danger, especially for Yan Sikong, it is a grand banquet.

As soon as Yan Sikong and Feng Ye were seated, they heard the bodyguard shout: "Dasheng envoys are here -"

apart from the guards, there are 13 envoys in this group, headed by Ren Zhuo, the Prime Minister of Honglu temple, and two royal censors, as well as some clerical and personal bodyguards. This time, Ren Zhuo brought two royal censors, clerical and bodyguards with him.

Yan Sikong and Ren Zhuo know each other. In the past, they had official contacts in the court, but they didn't have much friendship. Ren Zhuo's achievements were not outstanding, and he was not born in the Imperial Academy. However, he had excellent eloquence and was a skilful person. He was also proficient in Mongolian and Jurchen language. He was the only choice for envoys.

Watching them come in quietly.

Ren Zhuo walks into the tent, looks around for a week, finds Yan Sikong, sneers, and then greets him.

After the ceremony, Ren Zhuo turned around and looked at Yan Sikong with disdain: "Yo, Yan's son-in-law, Mr. Yan, long time no see. Are you ok?"

Yan Sikong stood up, bowed and said, "Ren Shaocheng, it's been a long time since I left the capital. It seems that you and I are all well. I'm relieved."

Ren Zhuo bows his hand to the sky: "I'm suffering from heaven's favor like a thousand pounds of burden. I'm afraid to bear your Majesty's burden and shame the common people. I dare not say it's good. It's better than Yan's son-in-law who drives in all directions and changes his powers. He will be wise and safe."

Yan Sikong said with a smile, "master Shaocheng, I'm so ashamed."

"Shame?" Ren Zhuo sneered, "a person who deceives his master and destroys his ancestors, cooperates with the enemy and betrays his country, will he be ashamed?"

Yan Sikong said without hesitation: "I was obedient to Xie Zhongren in those days. It was a temporary measure to completely destroy the eunuch party. People don't understand me, and I have no regrets. Now I want to help the king of Chu to regain his crown prince, but also for the sake of the common people. At most, I have sentenced his majesty, but I'm not treason."

"It's shameless Ren Zhuo said, "if you betray your majesty, you are treason."

Yan Sikong said with a smile: "the people are the most important, the country is the second, and the monarch is the least. I'm determined to serve the country and the people. I know that a country can have no monarch and can't have no people."

"You are..."

"That's enough. Don't make any noise." Nada Khan cheered unhappily, "take your seats first."

Yan Sikong calmly sat back in his seat, facing Ren zhuoyouyao, his eyes were connected, and his eyes were all twinkling with a murderous chill.

Nadahan held up his wine bottle: "no matter why you come to Chahar, you are guests from afar. You can't make people think that Chahar doesn't know how to treat guests. I'll give you a toast first."

They all drank the wine with nadahan.

After drinking the wine, Nada Khan began to talk about Chahar's friendship with the Central Plains for generations. Although every word is nonsense, it still received warm response. It seems that Nada Khan has been communicating with the Han people for a long time, but others may not have improved. He has learned a lot about politeness and hypocrisy.

Ren Zhuo echoed and flattered, showing that the imperial court and Chahar had an alliance and were very close to each other. Yan Sikong was beside him, but he didn't smile.

A group of Mongolian women with white arms, slender waist and long legs came into the tent and danced to the banquet.

It's cold in winter now. Even though there are huge braziers in the tent, even the young men can't stand wearing such thin cloth. They don't feel it. Their faces are always smiling. Their dancing posture is not as enchanting and charming as the women in Central Plains, but as bold and powerful as the galloping horses on the grassland. They are praised by a group of Han people Sigh.

Yan Sikong and Feng Ye look at each other. They have no time to enjoy this exotic song and dance, because the success or failure of life and death lies in this seat.

Feng Ye holds Yan Sikong's hand under the table and makes a secret effort.

Yan Sikong's hand was a little painful, but the pain gave him the strength of stability, as if even if the earth collapses, only when there is Fengye around him, he will be fearless, he will be invincible.

On top of the banquet, he pushed the cup to change the cup, and the dance music leveled off. Nada Khan laughed and drank with them, and ordered the dancers to pour wine and feed them vegetables. It seemed that as long as the wine was strong enough and the women were wild enough, no one could remember the cold killing hidden under the banquet.

The dinner lasted for two hours, the dusk had completely covered the earth, and many people were flushed.

Nadahan suddenly waved back the dancer, and turned his rough hand around the Golden Jade wine bottle: "this thing was given to me by Emperor Dasheng. It's said that one can buy me 100 horses, but it's true?"

Ren Zhuo said with a smile: "what your Majesty gave to Khan is naturally a treasure of thousands of choices, which is worthy of Khan's noble status."

Nada Khan nodded: "only you Han people can make such exquisite things. Thank you, Emperor Dasheng."

"Although your majesty lives far away in the capital, he will certainly feel the sincerity of Da Han. When I return to the court one day, I will surely show his admiration for Da Sheng to heaven."Nada Khan laughs.

Yan Sikong arched his hand and said, "Khan speaks Chinese well, and his princes and ministers speak Chinese well, which shows that Khan's recognition of the Central Plains culture. Chahar is adjacent to Datong Prefecture. I can see that many things here are closely related to Datong."

Nada Khan said: "yes, our food and clothing habits are most influenced by the northwest."

"In this way, Chahar and Datong should be better neighbors."

Nada Khan smiles and doesn't speak.

Ren Zhuo said with a sneer: "Yan Fu Ma, I advise you not to waste your efforts."

Yan Si picks her eyebrows and looks at Ren Zhuo.

Ren Zhuo took out a scroll from his sleeve: "do you know what this is?"

Feng Ye narrowed his eyes.

Yan Sikong is calm and self assured: "I don't have fire eye gold. How can I read through paper? Please let Shaocheng make it clear."

"This one." Ren Zhuo took a look at Nada Khan and said with pride, "it's the tribute seal signed by Da Sheng and Da Han."

Yan Sikong felt numb. Although he had some expectations, he didn't expect that they had already signed the document, and Ren Zhuo would take it out to provoke.

Feng Ye said in a deep voice: "when did you sign it?"

Ren zhuoyin looked at Yan Sikong coldly: "before you arrive."

Feng Ye clenched his fist, and his whole body was full of rage.

Nadahan played tricks on them. Before they came, he had signed a tribute agreement with the imperial court and cheated them to Chahar. It is clear that this is to bind Yan Sikong and give him to the imperial court as a favor!

Yan Sikong took a deep breath, and her palms were full of sweat. He thought that nadahan was still hesitating, but he did not expect that the imperial court responded so quickly that it had already signed the tribute seal. This time, they were completely trapped.

Yan Sikong stood up, calmly looked at Nada Khan, and said: "since Da Han has signed a tribute letter with the imperial court, he still invited me to come here for peace talks, in order to send me to the imperial court for credit."

Nadahan laughed and said, "to tell you the truth, if you were the first envoy, maybe the result would be different now."

Yan Si said with a blank face: "what's the purpose of this banquet?"

"To entertain guests, naturally." Nadahan smirked insidiously, "I cut down your envoys and asked the Han people to call me a barbarian who didn't understand the rules, so this time I'll treat you as envoys." He leaned forward and said with a smile, "how about my hospitality?"

Ren Zhuo and others burst out laughing, and the Mongolian generals in the room also burst out laughing. Yan Sikong and Feng Ye sat alone among them, just like two lambs in a wolf's den, which could be torn to pieces at any time.

However, he yansikong can't be a lamb and a real wolf.

Feng Ye stood up and went to Yan Sikong. The surrounding Chahar bodyguards drew out the sabre neatly and uniformly. It was startling to hear "brush".

Yan Sikong meets Feng Ye's four eyes, and there is only determination and tenacity in his eyes. Yan Sikong bows his hand and says: "in this case, before the banquet is over, we are still Khan's guests, right?"

Nada laughed: "yes, yes, when do you want to have this party? How about tomorrow morning? "

Yan Sikong didn't answer. He looked at Ren Zhuo and said, "master Shaocheng, since you are also a guest and I am also a guest, there is no difference between the primary and secondary. I will speak freely."

Ren Zhuo raised his eyebrows and said, "Yan Sikong, you can't reach the Yellow River. What else can you do?"

"May I have a look at this tribute book?"

"Are you confused? How can the secret documents of the imperial court be shown to you such a rogue official?" Ren Zhuo shook the document in his hand, "besides, Khan is here, can there be a fake?"

"The content of the document is true, but the document does not hold water." Yan Sikong is the right way.

"What did you say?" Ren zhuotang stood up and mocked, "do you think Wenshu is not tenable? You are nothing. "

"The law has been violated for ten years, but I don't know if I can be a minor Minister?"

Ren Zhuo stares up and says nothing for a moment. No matter how infamous Yan Sikong is, his talent is obvious to all. This is the next set of words. How dare he answer easily.

Yan Sikong said with a smile: "China is a country of etiquette. There is a law agreement. Any document with foreigners must be in duplicate, one in Chinese and one in foreign language, so as to show respect for foreigners." He pointed to the document in Ren Zhuo's hand, "why is there only one document?"

"You..." Ren Zhuo's words stopped for a while.

It is true that there is such an agreement in the etiquette of diplomatic relations with foreign countries, but because the Central Plains is strong and prosperous, the surrounding countries all learn Chinese. Over time, the documents are only written in Chinese, and foreign documents are redundant. This etiquette has long existed in name.

Yan Sikong was aggressive: "Mr. Ren, as the chief of Honglu temple, you are in charge of foreign relations. You even ignore such basic rules. Are you derelicting your duty or are you deliberately disrespectful to Khan?""You're bloody!" Ren Zhuo was so angry that he had to jump, "it's just a moment's neglect, it's harmless, I can make up another one."

"You fill in a copy, and send it back to Beijing quickly. Your majesty seals it and then returns to Chahar. It's gone for a month." Yan Sikong sneered, "adult Ren should have made such a stupid mistake. It's really funny."

Ren Zhuo trembled and pointed to Yan Sikong, then suddenly turned to Han again: "Da Han, I have no disrespect. It's a moment's neglect. It's not a big deal. Da Han, don't be bewitched by Yan thief's sharp mouth."

Nadahan was a little stunned when he heard that. Seeing Ren Zhuocheng's appearance of fear, he said in his heart that the Han people were really hypocritical. He waved his hand: "it's just a moment's neglect. Just make up for it."

Ren Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief and said harshly, "Yan thief, you can hear the golden words of Khan clearly?"

Yan Sikong arched his hand and said, "Dahan, since Chahar has made an alliance with Dasheng, they should respect each other. Even if the envoys sent by Dasheng do not regard Chahar in their eyes, does Dahan expect the imperial court to fulfill its promise in the future?"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Yan Sikong approached Nada Khan and said in a high voice: "since Da Han attaches so much importance to the covenant with Da Sheng, I don't want to be the villain who provokes dissension. I just advise Da Han that Chahar's dignity should not be ignored. Da Han should at least punish Ren Zhuo. After all, it is he who has committed such a mistake."

Ren Zhuo's chest heaved violently, and his fat white face was covered with sweat. He gritted his teeth: "well, you shameless swallow thief, you can confuse black and white in front of Khan. If you are to be taken back to Beijing, you will be cut to pieces!"

Nada Khan's beard trembled, squinted and looked at them: "then you say, how can I punish him?"

Yan Si Kong glances at Ren Zhuo, and every word that thin lips spit out is cold: "should, kill."

Which answer sweat just want to open a mouth, seal wild body shape suddenly like ghost general float to a bodyguard that leaves him nearest, split hand to snatch the knife in his hand, quickly attack to Ren Zhuo.

At the moment of lightning and flint, a head flew into the air.

Ren Zhuo, who was the first to split up, didn't know what happened. He opened his eyes and mouth to refute Yan Sikong, but he didn't know that he had no chance to say a word.

Wu Lu was the first to come back to his senses, and suddenly called out: "bold!" Generals and envoys into the banquet can not wear a knife, he rolled up his sleeve toward the field rushed past.

Renzhuo brought the censor and the document scared and yelled, a group of bodyguards also rushed up.

Ren Zhuo's head fell down and was lifted in his hand by Fengye. His body fell forward. Yan Si quickly grabbed the fenggong document in his hand.

Feng Ye protects Yan Sikong behind him, cuts over a bodyguard with a knife, and makes a move with Wu passing by.

Wu Lu is brave and fearless. He is the forward general of nadahan, but he is not the opponent of Fengye. Yan Sikong has never seen anyone who can fight Fengye in his life.

Just after three moves, Feng Ye kicked Wu Lu's mouth with one foot. Wu Lu's teeth were taken off at the tip of his foot, and Wu Lu's gray beard was covered with blood.

When Wu Lu fell to the ground, other generals and more than a dozen bodyguards rushed up together, and soldiers with armour poured into the tent. The tent was full of people. Facing countless sharp blades, Feng Ye sealed the sword in front of him with one person's strength, protecting Yan Sikong firmly behind him.

"Stop it -" Yan Sikong roared.

Which answer sweat stare round double eyes: "live, stop."

Yan Sikong raised the tribute seal over the brazier and glared fiercely at nadahan.

All the people stopped, and the needle fell in the tent for a moment, and all the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

Nada Khan trembled and pointed to Yan Sikong and Feng Ye, so angry that he almost vomited blood: "you, you are crazy, you are crazy, I will cook you, cook you!"

Yan Sikong sneered: "Khan, you cooked us, Chahar is not far away from extermination."

"You fart!" Nada Khan roared.

Feng Ye banged and threw down the knife in his hand. He held Ren Zhuo's bloody head in his other hand and walked step by step toward Nada Khan. He is tall and powerful. His head, blood and mysterious mask make him feel like a life-threatening Luocha in hell. Every step he takes in the world is full of blood.

All the officers and soldiers opposed each other with swords, but with fear, they retreated step by step to Nada Khan.

"I punished those who were disrespectful to Da Han. This is the head of Da Sheng envoy. Please accept it." Feng Ye shook his hand and threw the head directly at the foot of Nada Khan.

Nadahan, who was used to the bloody battle, was also shocked. He said in a trembling voice: "how dare you kill the Imperial Envoys..."

"Khan, that's not true." Feng Ye Leng way, "make minister clear is you kill."

"Nonsense, you killed it

Feng Ye grinned grimly: "the emissary died in Khan's territory. You didn't kill him, you killed him too."

Yan Sikong sneered: "Khan, the camp is full of your people, you said we killed people, spread out, anyone believe it? Besides, it's not the first time you've killed the emissary. The emissary of Dasheng died in your hands. How do you explain to the court? "Nadahan stares at Yan Sikong, and his eyes almost bleed: "you You... "

Yan Sikong suddenly let go, the tribute seal fell into the brazier and was swallowed by the fire.

Nada Khan stretched out his hand in vain, but he had no power to return to heaven.

Yan Sikong said in a high voice: "Da Han, with the death of this fire and Ren Zhuo, the tribute has turned into nothing. If Da Han binds me to the imperial court now, the imperial court will believe it or not. The wolf king is working hard and the army will reach him in three days. Khan is a wise man. Why don't we make an alliance with Datong? I made it very clear to him that day that what the imperial court can give to Khan is the same as the wolf king. The wolf king is willing to share the Hetao and northwest with Khan! "

Nada slumped in the fur chair.