The Song Dynasty has been deliberate for 16 years, only to know that it is the Water Margin

Chapter 61 Who agrees, who opposes!
"What did you say!" Zhao Tong looked at the Tongshi.

Tong Shi knew the identity of Zhao Tun, even if the Liao people were domineering in the Song Dynasty, but the other party was a prince who had the full power to preside over the ring, his status and status were too disparate, seeing him open his mouth, how dare he continue to speak rudely, just put on a cold face Hard and silent.

"What are you talking about? My Daliao government and the public have passed down that Song people don't know etiquette, and the small envoy doesn't believe it. I even distinguished a few words from them, saying that Song has studied for many years and knows the teachings of sages. How can he not know etiquette? Now it seems that the small envoy I was wrong."

Um?Zhao Tang turned his head to look, and his eyes fell on Xiao Min who was at the back, only to see that the young lady raised her slender eyebrows, with a mocking face, and was also looking at him.

This is what Zhao Tun said yesterday, saying that this young lady doesn't know how to be polite, but today she changed her name and sent her back, using her own way to give her back.

Xiao Min's heart was dark, even when she fought Xiao Ta Buyan last time and knocked that coquettish guy to the ground, she was not as refreshed as she is now.

Is it cool to slap in the face?Zhao Tang looked at the young lady expressionlessly, and saw her sitting on a chair, with a willow-like body, a peach-blossom complexion, straight and slender legs, and a triumphant expression, a sinful thought suddenly arose in his heart, and a dozen extraordinary methods .

"Etiquette is naturally spoken to people. There are people who speak, beasts speak beasts, and birds speak birds. Could it be that you Liao people went hunting outside and saw the rich wolves, tigers and leopards in the mountains? Turtles, shrimps and crabs, you have to ask if you are okay!" Zhao Tun looked at Xiaoniang and sneered.

"You!" The color on Xiaoniang's face disappeared immediately, she leaned forward slightly, and stared at Zhao Tun through gritted teeth.

"His Royal Highness King Qi, what do you mean by these words?" Tong Shi, the leader, immediately changed his face when he heard the words, why did the other party directly scold the master?

It wasn't the first time he went to Song Dynasty as an envoy, he had been here once before, but he was treated as a guest of honor, not to mention his own family, even in the last hundred years, he had never encountered such a thing of scolding when he came up.

"What do you mean?" Zhao Tang looked at him, "I asked you what you said just now, but you pretended to be deaf and dumb and refused to answer, but now you are questioning me again, Xiao Luomu, you are so brave!"

Zhao Tong had seen the list of the mission, so naturally he knew the name of the mission.

"His Royal Highness King Qi, it's because of your country Song's rudeness, it's you..." Another member of the mission spoke.

Zhao Tun's face darkened, before he finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed the tea bowl on the table and threw it at it.

That man was a general, with fists and feet, but who would have expected that the man on the other side not only scolded, but also hit him with his hand. He was caught off guard by the tea bowl and hit his shoulder, but the green glazed tea bowl from Ding Kiln was smashed into pieces. Half a cup of tea spilled on the robe.

The general was immediately stunned, the rest of the Liao mission were also stunned, and the people in the Ministry of Rites were also stunned.

No one has ever seen this kind of situation, not in the Song Dynasty, not in the Liao Kingdom, even when talking with some small country missions, there were condescension, arrogance and ridicule, threats and intimidation, but never threw things and beat people.

In an instant, the gazes of everyone in the Liao Kingdom Mission to Zhao Tun changed. If it had been dozens or hundreds of years earlier, the members of the Mission would have rushed up to kill people with knives, but right now, Khitan is gone. A lot of blood is all due to the saint's enlightenment!

The general who was beaten turned out to be the prince of the opponent, and he was the powerful prince in charge of tens of thousands of troops. In the north, a prince like the headquarters, not to mention beating his own house, even if he directly killed him with a knife, it would be the same. Killing for nothing.

Xiao Min was also stunned, thinking to herself that this little fair-faced prince of the Song Kingdom is still a little bit courageous, um, no, no, Da Shi Linya said that this is called arrogance and domineering, saying that today's court is broken by such people.

Bai Shizhong also had a look of shock on his face, but he was definitely not pretending. He always boasted that he had the dangers of mountains and rivers, and the depth of the city, but now that he knew his own affairs, he really lost his composure.

In the entire hall of Huihong, needles could be heard falling.

The imagined conflict, or the Liao people's violence and threats with bright knives did not happen.

Looking at the members of the embassy, ​​Zhao Tang already made up his mind. It seems that the matter of the arena this time should be quite serious for Liao, otherwise even if Khitan loses his blood, there will always be some violent reactions, but he is murderous now. It's already started, but I don't mind killing the fierce one directly.

"Yelu Tiejia, you little general Yelu, who gave you the courage to talk to this king like this!" Zhao Tang looked at the envoy whose clothes were soaked in tea soup, and asked coldly.

There are almost only two surnames left for the Khitan people in the Liao Kingdom. Liu is an incognito surname of Yelu, but has no royal blood.

Yelu Tiejia sat there without raising his head or moving, he didn't even make a fist. He regretted coming to Song Kingdom this time, but he spent money to see it. Hearing that the government of Song Dynasty is weak and the market is prosperous, he is more or less domineering. In my heart, how can I imagine that my own words have caused such unpleasant things, and what I am thinking about at this moment is how to get back half of the envoy's money after I go back.

After a long while, Xiao Luomu said cautiously: "My lord calm down."

Zhao Tuo glanced at him, his heart was suddenly dull, and he said: "Song and Liao brothers' state, let's talk about things."

Xiao Luomu heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words. Before he came to Song Dynasty, Emperor Tianzuo had asked him to have a secret talk. No matter what, he wanted to make this happen. Now that the court is chaotic and folk rumors are everywhere, a happy event is urgently needed to reconcile it. It is impossible to send troops to fight However, last year's defeat against the Jurchen was still not breathing, so they could only use some tricks.

Xiao Luomu rehearsed the opening of the meeting with the chief official of the department, and in the end it was better to be tough, otherwise he would have a guilty conscience, so the previous means of delaying time were all psychological tactics of external communication. For such a domineering King Qi, all his original plans were disrupted, but now he can only take one step at a time.

"My lord sees clearly." Since Xiao Luomu is a generalist, he has practiced the ability to turn a book and change his face. He is respectful and cautious at the moment, and he is no longer short of etiquette: "My lord, this time the arena is set up in Tokyo, it is really two people. The friendship between the two countries is mutual, since the officials have agreed, then the envoy will boldly raise an agenda, it will not take much time to build the arena and flower canopy, why not do the fortifications tomorrow, and the competition will be held the next day, what does your lord think?"

Zhao Tang didn't say anything, he rolled his eyelids at him, took a sip from the newly served tea bowl, and then threw it on the table, but this time it was a pure white tea, and the white tea lid fell off immediately after throwing it , and then "di yo" rolled a few times on the table, rolled to the ground with a "snap", and fell into eight petals in a blink of an eye.

Everyone in the hall trembled in their hearts. The ceremonial staff lowered their eyelids and sat motionless on the chair, as if in a coma. Even Bai Shizhong looked at his nose, his nose at his mouth, and his mouth at his heart. It's like sitting on a Zen-like clay sculpture and wood sculpture.

Xiao Luomu squeezed out a smile, and said lightly and respectfully: "Then what does the prince think the competition will start in three days?"

Zhao Tang glanced at him, stood up slowly, and looked at the dozen or so people facing him with his hands behind his back: "This king thinks it's appropriate to start the competition in ten days!"

The people on the opposite side were stunned for a while and looked at each other in blank dismay.

Zhao Tong suddenly sneered: "After the king has finished speaking, whoever agrees and whoever opposes!"

Hearing the words below, there was no sound.

(End of this chapter)