Li Zong's smile froze on his face.

The air suddenly became dull. Changsun Hong looked at a Ruyi on Li Zong's desk, closed his mouth and stopped talking, as if waiting.

He mentioned Meng Gong on purpose.

Although I know that mentioning this name will inevitably arouse Li Zong's vigilance.

But he still wanted to mention it, and he wanted to see what Li Zong planned in his heart.

We also need to see what kind of emperor this emperor is. Is it because of Jia Sidao or Lizong that the destruction of the Southern Song Dynasty for many years?

After a brief moment of surprise, Li Zong narrowed his eyes.

"Sir Changsun, are you very familiar with General Meng of our dynasty?"

He seemed to ask casually.

"When the Four Roads of Chuanxia to fight against Mongolia, Lord Meng stationed his troops in Jinghu. If he hadn't set up a safe line of defense north of Gongzhou, we would never have been worried about it, western Sichuan would have lasted for so long." Meng Gong raised his head and said slowly: "The situation at that time was really very serious. Other generals were afraid of avoiding it and fleeing in the wind. General Meng went upstream and worked hard to help, plan and win a thousand miles. I admired such generals very much. As for familiarity, it was not a question. We were thousands of miles apart, so how could we have a chance to get familiar with it."

"Oh, so it's a god-in-law." Li Zong's face relaxed a little, and he nodded and said, "Don't care, Lord Changsun, it's all his duty to fight on the battlefield. There are many generals like Meng Gong in the Song Dynasty. If Dali can fight against the enemy side by side with the Song Dynasty in the future, Lord Changsun can see many such people."

"It is easy to get a thousand troops, but it is hard to find a general. Your Majesty, there is actually some text here. It means that a general can get a general but cannot find a general." Changsun Hong smiled and said, "There are all martial arts everywhere, but those who can command a thousand troops are called commanders. The general is not only in a thousand. If there are many people like Meng Gong in the Song Dynasty, then I would like to congratulate Your Majesty on the way to the south and wave to retreat."

Li Zong twitched his mouth, he was a little confused. What did Changsun Hong mean?

He is a smart person and is good at observing his expressions. He has been low-key for ten years under the shadow of Shi Miyuan. If he were not smart, he would have been removed from office long ago.

But he couldn't see what this barbarian meant.

Changsun Hong said something vaguely, and it was definitely not just chatting casually. He suddenly mentioned Meng Gong, because he wanted to persuade himself not to cut off the power of military generals?

He is a foreign minister, what are the benefits of saying this?

Could it be that there is something between Dali and Meng Gong?

Li Zong stared at Changsun Hong's face and looked at it coldly.

It is a big taboo to make friends with military generals from other vassals.

"Mr. Changsun is right. The great Song Dynasty has many talented people. Although the Northern Barbarians have been strong, they have gone south many times. When did they retreat in shame?" Li Zong touched the Yu Ruyi with his hand and knocked it in his palm.

"Since this is the case, I am brave enough to offer you a plan to express your majesty to the Northern Barbarians forever!" Changsun Hong was excited and said loudly with his hands on his hands.

Li Zong was speculating, but was shocked by Changsun Hong's sudden loud voice, and couldn't help but frown: "The trouble of the Northern Barbarians forever?"

“That’s right!”

"Let me tell me." Li Zong was a little unbelievable.

This matter is not that easy. The Jin Kingdom occupied the Second Capital and abducted the Second Emperor. After so many years, the Song Dynasty could not regain this face. You are a barbarian, how could you have such a big tone? You open your mouth and you will always be in trouble with the Northern Captains. You are bragging.

But it is inconvenient not to listen, so let's listen.

"I am willing to use Dali to conquer the country's troops, choose its elite, strengthen its armor, follow the Song Dynasty's royal army to advance north, take the land of Henan, attack the desert grassland, shine the Great Wall, drink horses and the Yellow River, restore the king's land of the Central Plains, and promote the prestige of the Song Dynasty!" Changsun Hong straightened up and gave a loud and loud speech: "There are good generals and soldiers in the Song Dynasty. Just move a few commanders to the leader of the Zhenzheng, and you will definitely be able to fight the Tartars north and condemn the troubles of the Northern Captains forever!"

Li Zong was stunned when he heard this, widened his eyes, and looked at Changsun Hong with a hint of laughter and cry.

Could this person be stupid?

Can you really beat the Mongols? Will we lose so badly last time?

I said that the emergence of talents in the Song Dynasty was just an excuse to fool you. Are you taking it seriously?

"This... a soldier is a country's important weapon, and you should not act rashly." Li Zong took a breath and had a headache: "Mr. Changsun's concern for the country is commendable, but this matter must be discussed for a long time. It cannot be agreed upon for a while. Well, I am a little tired. Let's go here today. If you have any trouble in the future, you can just write it to the palace. I will give you a box without going through the cumbersome procedures outside."

A eunuch came over and handed Changsun Hong a delicate wooden box with black paint and gold thread, which was rectangular, just in the shape of a scroll.

The lid of the box contains four cinnabar red characters "Imperially Used in the Song Dynasty", indicating that this is something from the palace.

Changsun Hong took it and held it respectfully in his hand. He knew the weight of this wooden box. This box was owned by no more than 30 civil and military personnel in the court. Only those who the emperor thought were worth it would be rewarded. Putting the text of the book in it would not have to pass it directly to the palace through the secretary's supervisor and put it on the desk of Lizong, which would mean that he had the right to heaven.

How many people want but cannot get it, Changsun Hong easily got one.

Of course, Changsun Hong knew very well that this thing was not for him personally, but for Dali Country.

Lizong hoped to use this box to strengthen the connection with Dali and tie the Dali Kingdom a little firmly on the chariot of the Song Dynasty.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." In Changsun Hong's thankful voice, Li Zong stood up and left.

The eunuch led Changsun Hong out of Chongwen Hall and came outside.

The people from the Ministry of Rites were still waiting outside, then Changsun Hong returned the same way and returned to the north gate of the imperial city.

Jiulong Angde had been waiting for the barbarian generals for a long time. When he saw him coming out, he led his horse over, served him to ride on, and ran back to the Gusu Inn together.

As usual, the imperial guards opened the way, and the people from the Ministry of Rites were postponed. There were many pedestrians on the road, and they rode their horses slowly.

Kowloon Ande was closest to him, and he asked: "Ghost King, what did the Emperor of the Song Dynasty say?"

Changsun Hong just passed the words of Li Zong in his mind. When he heard him ask, he smiled and said, "Every small matter is easy to talk about, but if you don't talk about big matters," he said.

"Uh?" Kowloon Ande was stunned for a moment.

Changsun Hong did not make him confused for long, and then explained: "The Emperor of the Song Dynasty agreed very simply, and these did not conflict with him, so he was happy to have a favor."

"Very good." Kowloon Ande was happy: "These are all good for Dali, and it is our big event. Why doesn't the Ghost King say good things?"

"Making money is a big deal, but it is insignificant compared to survival." Changsun Hong sighed and looked at the sun hanging high in the sky. Then he realized that it was almost noon and he had been in the palace for so long.

"Emperor Lizong seems to be stubborn and can't turn back anyway." He said softly, only Jiulong beside him could hear: "I tentatively tempted my words and easily heard that his defense against military generals has reached the height of the survival of the country. He would rather abolish a general with outstanding achievements than raise a warlord who could not lose his head. He did not believe in military generals and did not want to let military generals become bigger."

Jiulong Ande listened carefully and couldn't help but say, "Ghost King, but when wars are fought, the generals need to lead troops. He is so worried, how can he fight?"

"So, he would rather spend money to eliminate disasters." Changsun Hong shook his head and looked back. The huge and tall gatehouse of the imperial city was still far from the straight street, standing majestic in his vision: "The Song Dynasty has money, and spending some money is nothing."

"But..." Kowloon Angde thought for a while, and was a little confused: "The robber's greed is endless. How can the peace obtained by using money be kept for a long time?"

Changsun Hong pursed his lips and did not answer. He just focused his eyes on the shiny iron armor of the imperial guards who were opening the way ahead, and looked at it from afar.

The horse stepped on the fragrant street, leaving behind the sound of hooves.

The group returned to the inn and kicked off the horse. Changsun Hong was about to enter the door, but was grabbed by Jiulong Ande.

Kowloon Angde pointed to the side of the gate, and a row of strong horses tied to the horse stake, and said softly: "Ghost King, someone is here."
Chapter completed!