Before the fierce battle between Li Ziqian and Han Anren began, this Gong person made a comeback, which surprised Wang Lun. However, he didn't mind adding this guy who claimed to be the prince of the previous dynasty to make the Goryeo political arena lively.

However, giving this person a chance to play does not mean that Wang Lun must endorse him. Therefore, some words must be said before:

"This dynasty emperor has made a clear order to not allow Wang Jian's lineage to ascend the throne and chaotic country again. If you have the hope of the people, our army will naturally not interfere!"

Gong was a little disappointed when he heard this. He understood Wang Lun's subtext completely. He didn't interfere or was too lazy to care. Anyone who was promoted to the throne had nothing to do with him. As long as he paid tribute on time, he would either choose Wang Jian's legitimate faction. In this way, the opportunity to get help from the Song people is too small.

Thinking of this, Gong couldn't help but feel a little discouraged. These Song people were really rigid and could still be completely out of the matter at this time. Is it more important to support an obedient vassal king than their pitiful name of benevolence and righteousness? I really don't know what these so-called monarchs and ministers in the holy dynasty think! Is that the things in your Central Plains a thing? This place outside can't even make the replacement of kings your eyes?

Gong thought about it but didn't dare to say it directly. He just hesitated for a while and said, "I have a great wealth to the emperor of the Holy Dynasty to talk about meeting you! My minister doesn't ask for anything else, but only asks the marshal to be proud of his hands and be able to become a minister in a small matter!"

After getting the opportunity to talk to the Song people, Gong unknowingly stopped calling himself a villain.

"Please give me the conditions?" Wang Lun laughed at the sight. At least 26 million yuan of property were earned. What kind of wealth could shake his eyes at this time? He said easily: "If I was punished by the official for your business, do you think this reason makes sense?"

"My little minister must not dare!" When Gong heard this, he hurriedly bowed again, and said intimately that the other party would not let go if he didn't vomit the hard guy. He said immediately: "Marcel, please listen to what the little minister said. I don't dare to let the marshal make trouble! My little minister briefly heard that the upper country is short of horses. If the marshal brings back ten thousand good horses from the north for your country this time, the monarch of the upper country will definitely not blame the marshal! Moreover, the villain doesn't want much, it's just a little false reputation!"

Ten thousand good horses? Everyone was moved when they heard this number. After all, as long as the war horses were scaled, they had no place to buy them. Especially the ten thousand horses, plus the previous seizure, were enough for Liangshanbo to expand his army this time. At this time, Xu Guanzhong looked at him and nodded secretly to Wang Lun.

"What do you want?" Wang Lun nodded slightly, and after responding to Xu Guanzhong, he reached out and rubbed his eyes. He didn't sleep all night and was indeed a little tired. He didn't want to circle around with this person anymore. He just had to look at the other party's trump card.

"As the little minister saw with his own eyes, the Holy Dynasty army not only did not disturb the people, but also distributed food to the people in the capital. The villain dared to ask the marshal. Can this false reputation be recorded on the little man..." Gong carefully observed Wang Lun's face, "After all, the country wants these reputations to be of little use, right?"

"No!" Wang Lun refused flatly. This man's vision was poisonous, and he actually wanted to get a share of his plan to pacify the people. He was so tired of living that he immediately said, "The heavenly soldiers attacked Wudao, and although it was in line with the heavenly way, they still disturbed the residents of the city. These measures were all the kindness of my Holy Emperor to appease the vassal people. How could you covet it?"

It was the first time since Gong entered the palace that he saw the Grand Marshal of Song despised, and he couldn't help but feel panicked. At this time, he heard Qiu Xu turn around and say, "We don't have the courage to use the emperor's will as a favor. If you restore your country in the future and become the leader of a country, you must not be able to tolerate such behavior, right?"

"Yes, yes, what are you saying? My little minister is not considering it well, and it makes the marshal difficult!" Gong got the stairs of grudges, and quickly put down his figure and apologized to Wang Lun.

Wang Lun didn't say anything, but waved his hand to show that he would not bother with him. At this time, he only heard Xu Guanzhong say with great understanding:

"You are afraid that you will use Wang Ya's foundation as a favor? I heard that the area near Kaijing is a rare plain on the land of Sanhan, so it's not surprising that there are one or two horse houses! Thank you for your reminder, I'll find two Korean ministers tomorrow to ask, I expect they will rush to inform you!"

Gong was shocked and could not see through who Xu Guanzhong was. He could learn from it. Even his last trump card was asked to be opened at once, and he was stunned. Seeing that everyone looked at him with contemptuous eyes, he was afraid that he would not get support from them, so he hurriedly said:

"The villain dared not follow the marshal of the country to make the conditions! The villain came over overnight just to inform the marshal that the northwest of Kaicheng was Wang Ya's imperial horse herding place, with countless good horses, cattle and sheep inside. At this time, the guardians had already learned that Kaicheng had been broken and were a little ready to move, but they were afraid that the horses had been sent away by the group of people when the heavenly soldiers received the news!"

By the way, he was in a mess at this time and he was descending from a "little minister" to a "little man". Seeing that he was frightened, Wang Lun secretly said that there was no benefit to suppressing this person. If he really had the strength, it would be of use. He immediately tentatively said: "Wang Jian has been usurping the throne for almost two hundred years. There are only a few people who remember your Gong family among the people. Why do you think the civil and military officials of Goryeo can convince you?"

When Gong heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little lucky, and immediately said: "After the persistent secret preparations of more than ten generations of my Gong family, the villain holds a secret armed force in his hand, which can be transformed into a restored army at any time. As long as the marshal can give the villain a little support, no matter whether the capital city is surnamed Li or Han after the Song Dynasty is withdrawn in the future, it is still unknown who will win the death of the desolate!"

"How many private soldiers do you have?" Wang Lun asked with great interest, "What kind of support do you need?"

"The villain can even gather 30,000 or 20,000 people!" Gong finally showed a confident smile on his face, and at this time he had a little bit of a momentum of a restored country. "Marson, please forgive the villain for his courage. I wonder if the heavenly soldiers can hand over the capital to the villain when they return to their country!"

"What's the difference between handing the city in your hands and helping you as king?" Wang Lun felt that the guy in front of him was really brave enough to open his mouth, and he couldn't help but say, "When the time comes, others will say that I am unfair in the Song Dynasty. When I return to the court, my colleagues will impeach me to establish a foreign king!"

Gong was sad when he heard this and couldn't speak for a long time. Suddenly, Wang Lun said another sentence at this time, and he was overjoyed as if he was in a desperate situation. It turned out that the original words of the Grand Song Marshal: "But I can hand over the elegance to you!"

"What the Marshal said is true...really?" After Gong was ecstatic, he couldn't believe that the Marshal of the Song Dynasty, who was very nervous, actually let go and wanted to hand over Li Chenggang to him.

But Wang Lun said, "I am not free to have fun with you! You should know that Licheng Port is the best port in Goryeo. More than 90% of the trade between Goryeo and our Song Dynasty is through this port. You Goryeo is aristocratic politics. The aristocrats and kings jointly control this country, and are deeply rooted in local forces. However, if they want to conduct foreign trade and increase their wealth, they will most likely have to pass Licheng Port. So whoever controls Licheng Port will have the capital to make good contributions to most local forces on the Goryeo Peninsula! Is that what they say?"

"Marson... knows a small country very well!" Gong swallowed his saliva. It was said that the Song people valued literature and over military affairs. This marshal in casual clothes did not look like a military minister. However, this feeling passed by and Gong calmed down. What he urgently needed now was that the other party gave him the Li Chenggang and said quickly:

"No matter what the marshal needs a villain to do, he will do whatever he wants to go through fire and water!"

"The soldiers from all over the prefectures of Goryeo are not sure of the good intentions of my Emperor Song Dynasty. It is said that they are still gathering here. If you really want Li Chenggang, it is best to deal with them one by one while I am still in the capital. Because when you can't keep it, I can still pull you. Otherwise, even if I give Li Chenggang to you, you will not be able to keep it when I leave!"

Wang Lun's words turned the speculator Gong into a party concerned who was worried about gains and losses, like the miserable role of stock speculation in later generations. He was stunned for a while and finally could not resist the temptation of Li Chenggang, the fat piece of meat. Finally, he said: "Wealth is a risky person, and villains will rely on the marshal for everything!"

Seeing that he was biting the hook, Wang Lun comforted him and said, "Don't worry, summon people. How many people I have seen will be equipped with you with swords, guns, armor. If you are on the battle formation, there are really any obstacles that cannot be overcome. I will not see you being beaten for nothing!"

When Gong got Wang Lun's words, he felt much more at ease and said, "My elite soldiers in Goryeo, besides the Beijing Army, are the most elite soldiers in the East and North Frontiers. Because they have been bordering the Great Liao and Jurchens for a long time, they naturally have to be free from friction. There are many people in the army who have fought wars, but they are close to the border and the north are mountains. They cannot mobilize the army in a short time. Apart from these two soldiers, nothing else is worthy. The villain also has confidence in dealing with them, but if these two soldiers really come, the villain is afraid..."

"Of course I still have this commander!" Wang Lun smiled and said, "There are still 50,000 stones of sea salt in the Kaicheng warehouse. I am not going to bring it back to the Song Dynasty. I will give you all military expenses, which is also a sign of our joint efforts against the enemy! But you have to understand that this commander has already achieved merit at this time, and he will leave. There is no problem of loss at all! But if you are half-hearted and reserved, you will suffer the loss in the future! Don't blame me at that time, and you haven't made it clear at this time!"

"I dare not, don't dare! The villain is willing to fight side by side with the marshal!" Gong obviously made up his mind. If he did not seize this opportunity in this life, wouldn't he die of depression with more than a dozen ancestors? It would be better to fight for it, and spend the rest of his life in regret.

"You two listen, let me get all the hidden secrets within a radius of two hundred miles. This time, we don't need to leave a way out. If we can't win, we will die!" Gong, who said goodbye to Wang Lun, attracted two loyal subordinates and said directly.

These two dead men with good martial arts skills looked at their master who was like a chicken blood. No matter how they looked like a gambler who was about to bet on all the chips, I don’t know how they were fooled by the dealer just now. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!