Chapter 3: Anti-Mongolism Strategy

Looking at the solemn face of Dad Wanyan, I knew what he was saying now was the truth. If it weren't for really seeing the danger of the destruction of the Jin Dynasty and the ambitious Wanyan Honglie, who had always been holding the ambitiousness of the world, how could he say such words? But I shook my head slightly. Although Dad Wanyan is not a person with great ambitions and talent, I still don't understand the situation thoroughly. Don't say whether the Mongolian cavalry could resist it with just a copy of Wu Mu's suicide note. It was his intention to form an alliance with the Song Dynasty. I would be very dissatisfied with the Song and Jin countries.

Hate has been around for a long time. When the Jin Dynasty was powerful, even the two emperors of the Song Dynasty were captured. Moreover, the annual tribute made the people of the Song Dynasty feel hated. On the other hand, Mongolia still holds the title of an ally of the Song Dynasty and joins Mongolia to fight against the Jin Dynasty. This is a fact accepted by the people today. People like me who are foresighted and believe that Mongolia is a great disaster may be a handful of people. So now, I want to rely on the conspiracy of one or two people in power to make the two countries that have been enemies for nearly a hundred years form an alliance. I don’t know if they are stupid or naive.

I sighed softly and said to Dad Wanyan: "Prince, I don't know if you still remember it. Last time I met in Piaoyang, there was a sworn brother beside me who wanted to kill you. His name was Guo Jing." Wanyan Honglie was slightly stunned when he heard this. He didn't know what I suddenly said about this. He just nodded and said: "Of course I remember that if it weren't for Kang'er, you would be afraid that the bones would be cold for the father." At this point, he thought about it and said: "I heard that young man's tone that day should have been ordered by Temujin of Mongolia. This matter..."

I knew that Mr. Wanyan was a little misunderstood by me, and said directly: "Our family is a family friend from the father's generation, so the names of our two families were all derived from my master, Master Qiu..." When I said this, I deliberately stopped and said. Mr. Wanyan's expression became unnatural, and obviously remembered the bad things he did eighteen years ago. But then I understood what I meant, and nodded and said: "Kang'er, you have not liked political affairs since you were young, and you have been away from Shangjing for a long time. Now you should not know the situation of the Great Jin Dynasty. Now the government of the Great Jin Dynasty is under the control of the Great Jin Dynasty. Two months ago, I have been exempted from the Southern Dynasty's annual tribute. I believe this matter can certainly ease the relationship between the two countries." He said with a very proud look.

Although I know that Wanyan's father is too naive, I don't want to pour cold water from him anymore. After all, I have to waive the tribute to the Jin Kingdom, and the people of the Song Dynasty can breathe for a while, so that the Song Dynasty can recover some vitality. But I am still a little confused. The people of the Murong family have always hoped that the world will be in chaos and can cause trouble. Why are they also concerned about the safety of the Song Dynasty? Is there something else? Thinking of this, I can't help but look at Shi Miyuan standing aside.

The old man worked hard for so long, so he naturally didn't want his years of hard work to be ruined. He just had to go all out. Now that there was a sudden change, he would not hold on to it and quickly said, "Since he has already said this, I don't have to hide it. Now the court is in my hands, and that old bastard Zhao Kuo has been living a good life in a few days..." At this point, he forced himself to stop his words. But the joy on his face could not be restrained. Seeing Shi Miyuan's face, I snorted disdainfully. It seems that this old man has regarded himself as the emperor and will naturally not sell his own interests again. But I think he has not yet put on his yellow robe, so he has achieved this virtue. It would be strange if he doesn't have any missed children. If every ambitious guy looks like this, it's not a big blame for not having many people in history who have successfully usurped the throne.

Dad Wanyan opened his mouth to explain, but was interrupted by me. I continued, "Yue Wumu's training in the past was actually eight words, that is, strictly ordering the army and using it well. As long as you can do this, although you may not be able to defeat Mongolia, you will have more than yourself." As soon as this was said, not only Dad Wanyan thoughtful, but Shi Miyuan on the side also nodded repeatedly. But I knew that this was easy to say, but it was easy to do it. It was easy to control the army and use it strictly, but it was difficult to use it well. He sighed and said, "Mongols have been born on horseback since they were young, and this technique of riding and shooting was unparalleled in the world. Mongolian cavalry usually has two horses and no baggage.

All supplies rely on plunder, so they come and go like the wind and traces are vague. But this kind of iron cavalry has a disadvantage, which is that they are not capable of siegeing cities, so as long as they can be able to clear the world, this kind of iron cavalry will not have much effect. When Mongolia started a nomadic business, although they are strong, their successors have weak ability. As long as they slowly erode, they can compete with Mongolia for national strength, they can still turn the situation around." Speaking of this, I couldn't help feeling a little sad. The four words "Standard Wall" and clear the world are released. I don't know how many people will be displaced, but this cruelest method is often the most effective, and I can't think of a better way to tell Dad Wanyan, so I can only take out this hand.

As for how Dad Wanyan and Shi Miyuan think about me, I don’t want to take it seriously. The Jin Dynasty’s administration was corrupt, and the Song Dynasty was even more difficult. It was quite difficult for them to be the leader of the revival. He turned around and pulled the confused old naughty boy next to him, and followed the way he came. Before he took two steps, Shi Miyuan behind him said loudly: “The young hero has extraordinary knowledge. I have received a lot of teachings and cannot repay him. I will give the silk gloves to the young hero this day.” As he said that, he took off the silver gloves in his hand, threw them over, and shouted loudly: “I hope the young hero will come to the prime minister’s house to teach me one or two.”

I turned around and took the gloves, put them in my arms, and smiled at Shi Miyuan, "Then I would like to thank Mr. Shi for his kind gift. We will never see each other in the future." With a long roar, I followed the old boy out of the turtle. But I sighed in my heart that this old guy is indeed at the level of the old fox. When I escaped from danger, I took the idea of ​​recruiting talents. Young Master, I just showed a hint of greed at the beginning, and was seen by the old guy. When I was separated, I deliberately found an excuse to give me something. If it weren't for the young master, I would have a little opinion in my heart, maybe I could really have a good impression of this old guy.
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