As the year is late in autumn, the ground is covered with fallen leaves, and wooden wheels are rolling over the stone road, making waves of "stabbing". Pairs of leather boots are accompanied by both sides of the wheels, intersecting teams of horse hooves, and stepping on the stone slabs densely.

A group of three carriages were driving in the middle of the road. The Song Dynasty infantry wearing Fan Yang's red tassel hats were nervously guarding both sides of the carriage convoy, watching the Jin men leaning on the left and right sides, riding tall horses, sweating with their hands holding swords and guns. The leather-armored Jin soldiers sitting calmly on the horse were surrounded by evil spirits, like evil wolf eating people. They screamed from time to time and ran away, which made the Song soldiers feel as if they were facing a great enemy. They shrank up and raised their shields, which caused the Jin soldiers to burst into laughter.

Faced with the provocation of Wuji Chan, the occasional Song Bing couldn't help but angrily rushing and gritted his teeth to go up to argue. The people next to him would hold him up, gather him firmly in the team, and whisper to warn, "This place should not break the court's plan for peace, and do not make rash efforts!".

Witnessing the cowardice of the Song soldiers, the Jin people laughed louder and louder. They walked on horseback and went with great arrogance. The Song soldiers dared not speak out, but they could only be cautious and cautious and slow down, protecting the carriage and leading the way forward under the leadership of the Jin soldiers.

Among the three carriages, one of the cars in the middle gently lifted the curtain, half showing a tired face.

"Sir Xu, do you still remember this area?" The faced owner looked out the window and asked the people in the car.

Another face came over, blinked his eyes and looked outside, then shook his head: "I remember it, but... it seems to have changed."

"This place was still in the suburbs of the capital of the Song Dynasty. I had dinner here. At that time, there was a restaurant here, which was three floors high. It was very lively and now it has become a white place." The first person sighed and lowered the curtain: "It's a change of things!"

He sat upright, holding a wooden box firmly.

The box is square, black painted, and is like a watermelon, just in time to install the next head.

Sitting opposite him, calling Lord Xu, also holding a black box, the two boxes were exactly the same.

"Mr. Wang, don't be sad, you and I should think about it quickly. When I see the Prime Minister of the Jin Dynasty, how should I speak well." Lord Xu showed a panic expression on his face, and kept blinking his eyes, as if a prisoner about to pass the court: "We have brought the heads of Han Xiang and Su Shumi. Will the Jin Dynasty propose other conditions? If the peace cannot be negotiated, I don't have to go back."

"Don't panic, the Jin people remain true to their words. Prime Minister Wanyan had promised to give up the official last time that as long as the head of Han Jizhou, the culprit of the Northern Expedition, he would receive annual monies, and 3 million taels of gold and silver in the army and the documents of the Song Dynasty to serve Jin with his nephew, there would be no problem with peace talks." The first person replied in a slight manner: "Once they receive these things, they will immediately withdraw their troops from the Lianghuai and return them to the Song Dynasty. The two countries will quit, and there will be no war ever again."

"Is that... I hope so, I hope so." Song Ting's Juvenile Man, Tongxie, let down Xu Yi's heart, but he was still sitting restlessly on the satin cushion, and looked at the wooden box in his hand with disgust: "Han Jizhou is so happy with merit and acts rashly. Now he annoyed the Jin people and lost his life in vain, but he caused us to go to the Jin Kingdom to be sent to the Jin Kingdom. This person really deserves to die!"

He raised his head and looked at the wooden box in the hand of the man opposite, showing a cruel smile: "As the saying goes, you deserve it, Su Shidan is not a good person. He has gained a lot of benefits with Han Jizhou. Now the two of them are killed together, which is very satisfying! Right? Lord Wang."

Captain Song Haimen, deputy envoy of Tongxie, Wang Nan lowered his head and did not speak, but stared at the floor, stared at the beads and pursed his lips.

Xu Yi looked at him strangely and shouted, "Mr. Wang, Lord. Wang?"

Wang Nan closed his eyes, and after a long time, he raised his neck and breathed a long breath at the roof of the car that was almost one fist away from his head. When he opened his eyes, his eyes were already red.

"Mr. Xu... we are holding the heads of the Prime Minister of the Song Dynasty and the Privy Council. They are the heads of the Song Dynasty, above ten thousand people!" He suppressed his voice in pain and roared: "Now we are going to send them to the enemy country in exchange for a peace treaty, a great humiliation, a great humiliation! It is simply a shame and a great humiliation that is comparable to the Jingkang shame!"

Xu Yi looked at Wang Nan in amazement. This was the first time he saw the other party's angry look. He opened his mouth but was speechless.

"If there is a choice, I will never be the peace envoy, and I will not be killed!" Wang Nan gritted his teeth and almost squeezed out words from the gaps of his teeth: "But if there is no choice, I won't come, no one dares to come. Even Master Xu, you must be helpless to be the envoy of the commissar, right? Although I, Wang Nan, is a humble person, but he is passionate and not afraid of death! Those conditions were discussed by me alone last time. The Jin people were greedy and wanted more. They put the knife on my neck and didn't give me food for three days. They asked me to promise them more. I swear to never follow them, so I forced them to give in and get the second envoy today."

"But no matter whether the peace agreement is completed today or not, your and my names will be engraved in the list of criminals from now on, and will never turn over!" Wang Nan's face suddenly twitched a few times, his expression was sad and angry, and finally he drooped weakly and whispered: "Just holding Han Xiang's head humiliatedly to seek peace for thousands of years."

The air in the car seemed to stop flowing at this moment, extremely depressed. Xu Yi looked at the wooden box in his hand in panic, and almost had the urge to throw it out the window, but he finally resisted it and said with a trembling mouth: "Those conditions... including the killing of Han Prime Minister and Su Chengzhi were the result of the court's discussions between the important officials in the court. The emperor also agreed, and it fell on us like this... no?"

Wang Nan leaned his body against the carriage, looked up at the sky with his head, and stopped talking in a daze.

The carriage continued to gallop along the stone road, and the towering walls of Bianliang City had already appeared on the horizon in the distance.

The autumn wind swept across the yellow land, shaking up the smoke and dust in the sky.

This happened in the autumn of the first year of Kaixi of the Southern Song Dynasty.
Chapter completed!