In the Southern Song Dynasty, I competed with Mongolia for the world

Chapter 289 The Song Dynasty will die if it keeps doing this
Sitting on the side of the road was a young man from Song Dynasty, with a face full of pain and rubbing his leg, as if he had been injured.

"Where are these unruly people who dare to attack the noble envoy of Mongolia? Come on, drag him down." Zhao Gong was just submissive to them, but now he was simply arrogant and fierce, gnashing his teeth and pointing at the people.

"My lord, it was your carriage that hit me -" the common man had not yet said anything.

Several Song soldiers rushed fiercely from all around. One of them rushed up and kicked the civilian on the back before they arrived.

"Ah yo hey" the people screamed and rolled out on the ground.

Several Song soldiers surrounded them, punched and kicked them, and the only sounds heard at the scene were the screams of the Song people.

After shouting a few times, the common people cried: "The villain is wrong, the villain is wrong, it is the villain who is wrong. Stop hitting me. If you hit me again, you will kill me. Oh, it hurts me to death - wuwu ——”

Tuochala sneered again and again, saying that the Jin Kingdom was extremely corrupt. Now it seems that this Song Dynasty person is probably not even as good as the Jin people. He flatters and pleases externally, and is like a vicious dog pouncing on his prey internally. He simply does not regard his own people as human beings.

Wang Lao couldn't stand it anymore and said loudly: "Shilang Zhao."

"Ah, the official is here." Zhao Gong trotted over quickly and laughed with him: "Sorry for disturbing your envoy, we will take care of it right away."

"It's freezing cold, don't fight any more. It's not easy for the people." If it weren't for Tuocha's presence, Wang Ling would have to say, you are all Hans, how can you beat your own people so hard?

"Yes, yes, yes, listen to Ambassador Wang." Zhao Gong bent down and nodded, with a charming smile on his face. When he turned around, his expression changed instantly: "Okay, okay, for the sake of the ambassador, let this unruly man go." , drag him down."

The sergeants then gave up. Some dispersed, some dragged the civilian to the side to make way, and others directly dragged the civilian's carriage to the side. After dragging to the side, everything on the carriage was overturned to the ground. .

When Wang Lao saw the people, he hissed and couldn't help but gasp. The people's heads and faces were covered with blood. They didn't know how badly they were beaten. They were lying on the ground with no breath.

"tui" Some sergeants even spat at the civilians.

After a brief interlude, the carriage continued to Jiahuimen.

Wang Lu and Tuochala looked at each other. Tuochala's eyes were full of ridicule. Is this the so-called heavenly kingdom, a land of etiquette?No wonder even the golden people look down on them.

Wang Lize thought to himself, fortunately I was born in the Jin Kingdom, and later fled to Mongolia in time. I am not a Han, and I am not a Song Dynasty person. He repeatedly emphasized in his heart that he was not a Song Dynasty person.

At this time, the two of them opened the curtains and looked outside, not afraid of the cold wind coming in.

I saw the Song Army opening the way in front of the convoy, shouting from time to time along the way: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way."

The people around him were like a plague coming, they couldn't avoid it and gave way one after another.

Some civilians walked slowly and plopped, so they were kicked in the butt by the sergeant.

Wang Lu shook his head even more.

When he was on a mission to the Kingdom of Jin, he never saw the Kingdom of Jin treat its own people like this.

Along the way, Wang Lao watched how the Song people treated the people, while Tuocha La was observing the equipment and spirit of the Song army.

The few Song soldiers who had just rushed out to beat people were thin and weak. They were wearing thick cotton clothes and armor and looked extremely bloated. He also noticed that two of them had tears in the front of their cotton boots, and there were many holes on their clothes. patch.

He couldn't help but said: "But Na Yan (Tuo Lei) said back then that the Song Army in Sichuan was well-equipped and fearless of death. However, the Song Army in the capital of the Song Dynasty looked impoverished."

Wang Lu thought for a moment: "Sichuan is a mountainous place far away. The military and finance there have always been independent. The Song Dynasty set up a general consulate in Sichuan and had its own financial and food systems. When the Wu Jie brothers were there, the Sichuan Army was known as the Wu Family Army. , Song emperors could rarely take care of it."

He added: "The capital of the Song Dynasty has not fought all year round, and its military equipment is poor. The combat effectiveness of the imperial guards in the capital is definitely not as good as that of the border troops."

Tuochala nodded with deep understanding.

After a while, their carriage arrived at the entrance of Jiahui.

Because there were too many people entering the city, even though there were people in front of them helping them clear the way, the speed was relatively slow.

Many merchants and carriages traveling from north to south were also passing by, so they had no choice but to enter the city slowly.

At this time, Tuochala saw two teams of sergeants on the left and right sides of the gate of the Song Army. Most of them were listless. Some of them were leaning against the gate with their hands in their sleeves, looking like they were afraid of the cold. Neither moved.

Many people's clothes were a bit worn, and some had holes in their shoes.

Wang Lu and Tuochala also saw a merchant's carriage passing by and gave some copper coins or money to the guard. The guard didn't even look at them and just let them go.

Corruption, poverty, and incompetence, the two were quite satisfied with their first impression of the Song Dynasty.

This is the Song Dynasty they hope for.

The carriage was going along Royal Street to Houchaomen Lane. Unexpectedly, when passing by a place, it saw many businessmen blocking a yamen, shouting at the yamen gate. There were many servants around, pushing and pushing with the businessmen. Pushing away, as if they were arguing about something.

Wang Lu immediately called Zhao Gong.

Zhao Gong rode close to the window, and when Wang Lu turned his head, he could see his ever-flattery smiling face.

"Shilang Zhao, what happened over there?"

"Oh, a group of businessmen who want to fight against the imperial government's new policies." Zhao Gong looked disapproving: "They think there are a few stinky rich people who are great, and they smell like copper."

"The imperial court wants to impose heavy taxes on them and make them pay more taxes for those with more fields and shops. They are not satisfied."

"You still want to jointly petition the imperial court, but don't you want to see if they are worthy?"

The more Zhao Gong talked, the angrier he became, and finally he said: "If I study hard for ten years in a poor family, it is not as much money as they earn in a year. Who will pay if I don't collect taxes from them?"

After saying that, he seemed to feel that he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly changed the subject: "Ambassador Wang, don't worry about them, they will be here soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd on the right front suddenly exploded, the businessmen fled in all directions, and some people were yelling.Wang Lu and Tuochala looked closely and saw that some servants were beating people with sticks, and the merchants had no choice but to run away.

Two businessmen were crossing the road and ran past their carriage.

The two businessmen scolded Zhao Gong: "The Song Dynasty will be destroyed if it continues to do this. The officials and the people are competing for profits - shameless -"

After cursing, he ran away quickly.

Zhao Gong was furious and wanted to send people to chase them. Several sergeants also ran north in the direction they ran away.

Not long after, Zhao Gong took them to Dutingyi, where a large number of servants and maids had already been prepared to receive them, and the scene was quite grand.

But when he got off the car and entered the gate of Dutingyi, a sergeant from the Imperial City Division at the door whispered to Tuochala that in the capital of the Song Dynasty, please give the waist knife to the Imperial City Division for the time being.

As soon as these words came out, Tuochala's face changed drastically. He put one hand on his waist knife and sneered: "The long sword of my Mongol Empire will only follow the owner. Only if I die can I get my sword. You really Do you want it?"

Zheng, he pulled out about half of it.

There were exclamations all around, and the Imperial City Sergeant's face turned pale with fear, and he looked at Zhao Gong tremblingly.

The sergeants of the Imperial City Department at the door were wearing the most gorgeous clothes they had seen since entering the city. However, they all looked lackluster, and many of them looked very uncomfortable.

There is no way, these people were all just recruited in the past two days without any training.

Tuochala knew that they were the close bodyguards of the Emperor of the Song Dynasty. They were dressed in the best clothes and armor, but they looked worse than the sergeants guarding the city gate. He knew at a glance that they had no fighting ability.

Tuochala now looks down on the Song people very much and doesn't take them seriously at all.

In the end, the people from the Imperial City Department failed to take off Tuochala's sword, and Tuochala walked into Dutingyi proudly.

After they entered the room, an even more shocking operation came.

Zhao Gong, the minister of rites in the Song Dynasty, secretly gave Wang a large ingot of gold. He hoped that Wang Lao would put in a good word for him when he met with the officials and prove that Zhao Gong, the minister of rites, had done a good job.

Wang Lu was surprised and said, "Your emperor wants to summon me alone?"

"Your Majesty will summon the ambassador and deputy envoys after the court is dismissed."

This news surprised both Wang and Lu, because generally speaking, Song people were accustomed to summoning foreign envoys when going to court to show off the elegance of a great country.

But it was uncertain when the emperor would summon them, so Zhao Gong asked them to rest temporarily at Dutingyi. He chatted with Wang Lao again, his attitude was quite flattering, and he was not optimistic about the Song Dynasty and was afraid of the Jin Kingdom and even Mongolia.

After Zhao Gong left, Wang Lu and Tuochala looked at each other, got up and went out.

The two of them took four attendants with them and went out of the gate. Outside, there was a roar and a dozen sergeants gathered around them.

"What are you doing?" Tuochala asked unhappily.

The leading officer laughed along with him and his attitude was also very flattering. The imperial court had orders to protect the safety of the ambassadors in Lin'an City. The city was not very peaceful now.It would be rude to disturb the noble envoy.

Wang Lao and Tochara didn't want them to accompany them, but the other party kept a smile on their faces and followed them despite their verbal abuses. Wang Lao rolled his eyes and took out copper coins to bribe them not to follow, but after these people shamelessly took the money, Still follow.

The two had no choice but to take to the streets with a bunch of followers.

In the meantime, Wang Lu signaled a Han soldier to leave the team, and two men immediately followed him on the opposite side, and never left.

The Han soldiers came back not long after, looking very helpless.

Wang Lu and Tuochala walked on the street for a while. Maybe because of the cold weather, there were not many people on the street. The passers-by were all in a hurry, and the business in front of many shops was not good. During the period, they saw a relatively large one. There are a lot of customers in front of the building. At first I thought it was a red building, but when I entered, I found that there was a place for playing billiards.

It was the first time for both of them to see it, and they felt it was very novel. However, one Han soldier said: "Yanjing (Beijing) also had one the year before last, and it seems that it was also opened by Han people."

"We have one over there too? Has it been open for two years?" Tochara and Wang Lu were greatly surprised, because they rarely go out on the streets, and naturally they didn't know that there is such a store over there in Mongolia.

Of course, the two of them were not interested. They were about to leave the store when suddenly a golfer next to them said: "Meng Gong is now the envoy of Sichuan and is also the leader of the military and government. From now on, he will have the final say in Sichuan?"

"Originally, the imperial court had no control over it. I heard that letters from the imperial court to Sichuan now take almost three months to arrive."

"The money and food provided by the Sichuan Consulate General is for its own use. I think Sichuan is now the same as Wu Jieshi, and is about to become the Meng Family Army."

"Your Majesty must have a headache. There is really nothing we can do against these local military leaders."

"Shandong Peng Yibin is a powerful man. Now he occupies the entire Shandong Province. His strength has greatly increased. Even when summoned by the imperial court, he won't even come to Beijing."

"Hey, there's going to be chaos again."

Several people were talking and playing billiards.

Wang Lu and Tuochala observed them, listened silently for a while, then looked at each other and left the store.

After leaving the shop, Wang Lu thought for a while: "Sichuan is indeed far from Lin'an, but it took three months for the Song people to send messages, which is ridiculous."

Tuochala laughed and said: "I think the people of Song Dynasty are very corrupt. If it can be spread within three months, it is considered good, hahaha."

Wang Lu said decisively: "Find a teahouse."

"Oh? Ambassador Wang is interested in drinking tea?" Tochara asked curiously.

"It's not about tea. When I was in Yanjing, Xianguan heard that there are storytellers in the Song Dynasty teahouses. They brag about their emperor every day. You should go and see them."

(End of this chapter)