The Happy Life of Small Officials in Northern Song Dynasty

Wanyanhu is not a person with high kung fu skills, but fighting lions, tigers, horses, and wrestling all year round has not only cultivated his brute strength, but also his skills are extremely vigorous. Just looking at the posture he grabbed with his arms, it seems that all angles are blocked , is unavoidable.

His subordinates all know what will happen after being caught by Wanyanhu. To put it simply, Wanyanhu's best move is to grab the opponent like a chick, lift it above his head and spin it three to five times Throwing five or six feet away, during tribal martial arts competitions, as long as he catches him and lifts him up, if he doesn't quickly ask for forgiveness and admit defeat, he will basically be useless, and he will be thrown to the ground several feet away in a whirl, breaking The arms and legs are light, if the head is on the ground, I'm afraid it will be full of meat.

But to everyone's surprise, the ugly Song Army officer couldn't avoid smiling and grabbed Wan Yanhu's chest with his big hands.

"This is looking for death." The Jurchen soldier was speechless for a while.

"If you don't die, you won't die." Someone sighed.

"The great chief...the subordinates are a little more sympathetic..." A mature and prudent Jurchen soldier worriedly reminded that there are nearly 20 Song troops stationed on the opposite side of the grassland, and there is no need to annoy the Song army.

There was no sound on the field, and everyone's eyes were staring, staring at Ma Han and Wan Yanhu, but they saw that they were holding each other's chest and clothes, their faces were flushed, but they didn't move at all.

"The great chief is too merciful, and he doesn't need any effort." Someone said.

"No, look at the chief's arms and the meridians on his forehead are all swollen. It's like using all your strength."

"Could it be? How is it possible!" No one believed that the big chief couldn't catch the short and thick man across from him.

The fact is exactly that, Wan Yanhu has already used all his strength to lift Ma Han's body up, but at the same time he also felt that Ma Han's huge force was about to lift him up, and both of them wanted to lift the other over their heads , but can't do it.

Wanyanhu was secretly surprised, his own strength was boundless, and the stone lock of hundreds of catties was like paper in his hand. He didn't expect that the other party was not inferior to him. Xiao Dahu would not choose to fight hard with Ma Han because you punched me hard, and even his nose and hand bones were smashed. Reckless, and then he was reckless.

The two are deadlocked in place, constantly urging each other to lift or fall, but their strength is equal, and neither of them can succeed. What was supposed to be an extremely exciting two-strong contest eventually turned into a boring two-handed grabbing each other's clothes. Looking at each other with affectionate faces, it's downright boring.

A quarter of an hour later...

After half an hour...

Still the same, both of them were exhausted, the hot autumn sun shone on their bodies, sweat drenched their clothes, and sweat beads were all over their faces, dripping down.

The people around were so bored to death, some couldn't take it anymore, they all huddled under the nearby tree to hide from the sun, some even dozed off.

"Okay, okay..." Jingtai couldn't help it anymore, wiped the sweat off his face and said, "The contest between the two of you is really exciting, it seems that there is no difference between the winner and the loser. hand."

"No, we will never give up regardless of the outcome!" Wanyan Hu gasped.

"Never give up regardless of superiority!" Ma Han snorted.

Jingtai was helpless, waved his hands and said: "Come on, you guys compete, I will go to take a nap under the shade of the tree, left and right, when they decide the winner, remember to wake me up."

An hour later, everything remained the same, the lonely shadows of the two were slowly lengthened by the slanting sun, and the blushing faces of the two also gradually turned white. Finally, at a certain moment, the two let go almost at the same time, Sitting on the ground, he gasped for breath.

The Song Army and Jurchen soldiers around cheered, not knowing whether they were grateful for the relief of these two people or their own relief, they surrounded them one after another, filled their mouths with water bags, and looked at the two of them again, their hands were like chicken feet , can't recover at all.

After a while of fuss, the two finally regained their strength. Ma Han stood up and cupped his hands and said, "Boss Wanyan is really powerful. I am afraid that there are not more than one person in this world who can compete with Ma Han in strength but not fall behind. You are one of them." .”

Wan Yanhu said: "You are the first equal opponent I have met, you are formidable."

The two actually had the intention of seeing each other with sympathy; Jingtai's lazy voice came from behind and said, "Is the fight over?"

Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw that Jingtai had just woken up with sleepy eyes, grass stalks were still stained on his hair, and there were traces of saliva on his face, which seemed to be a sweet dream.

Wanyanhu invited Jingtai, Ma Han and others into the military tent in the valley, slaughtered cattle and sheep to entertain everyone, during the meeting Jingtai took out a letter and handed it to Wanyanhu, saying: "Boss Wanyan, this is a gift from my Marshal Su." Your letter is also the purpose of my trip, after we captured Zhengzhou, we heard from the locals that Chief Wanyan led his troops to station in the east, so we came here to make contact."

Wan Yanhu took the letterhead and unfolded it, read it over and over for a long time before saying: "I'm sorry, if you have something to say, just say it, I can't read."

Jingtai immediately felt extremely sorry for Su Jin. When Su Jin wrote this letter, he racked his brains carefully and wisely. Xiao Zhi moved his feelings to reason, but he didn't expect to show his charming eyes to a blind man. This guy is illiterate.

"Okay, there is no need to read this letter as it is. This letter has only one meaning. My commander just wants to ask you, do you want Huanglong Mansion?" Jingtai said.

Wan Yanhu's heart skipped a beat, Song people are really weird, they can guess their own coveted heart for Huanglong Mansion.

"Longzhou is the city of the Liao Kingdom. Why do you ask me? The Liao Kingdom is a friendly gang to our Jurchen clan. What does your general mean by asking this?"

"Friendly gang? I can't see it. I might as well tell you the secrets of my army. We will send troops to Huanglong Mansion in a few days. You must also know that every state capital that my army went to the north is like, although we know Huanglong There are currently [-] defenders in the mansion, but they still cannot escape the fate of being captured by us."

"Then why did your army ask me if I want Huanglong Mansion?"

"You should know that after leaving the state capital we occupied, we destroyed the city defenses, burned the houses, and destroyed all usable things. After our army occupied Huanglong Mansion, it must be in ruins when we left, so I ask you Don't want Huanglong Mansion, if you want it, you will take over after it is captured, and we won't destroy it."

Wanyanhu's thoughts turned, happiness came a little suddenly, it might take a lot of effort to attack Longzhou by himself, but the pie fell from the sky, the Song people were so kind.

"Why are you willing to hand over Longzhou to us? My Jurchen tribe has never had any contact with you Song people. What is the purpose of doing this?" Wanyanhu couldn't help asking.

"I knew you wanted to ask. My commander-in-chief has sharp eyes and can see clearly. The relationship between your Jurchen tribe and the Liao people is not as harmonious as it appears on the surface. On the contrary, it should be extremely tense. My commander-in-law said , the enemy of the enemy is a friend, so why not give him a city? What's more, Longzhou is of great significance to Jurchen. With Longzhou as a pass, the Jurchen people will have a barrier to defend. It's nothing to Song, but to you, it's a major event related to the expansion and protection of the living space in the future."

Wanyanhu's heart was agitated, this Marshal Su's gaze was as bright as a torch, and he could see the importance of Longzhou's geographical location to the Jurchen clan.

"Another reason is that winter is coming, and my commander-in-chief doesn't want to do too much evil. After burning houses and destroying cities, [-] to [-] people will be displaced. A snowfall in winter will indirectly kill many people. What? My commander-in-chief doesn’t want to do such a thing, hand over the city to you, and the people will naturally belong to you. Your Jurchen clan can grow and save the lives of the people, so why not do it?”

Wanyanhu's heart was almost in his throat. Song people were like roundworms in his stomach. He knew what he needed most and what he wanted to do most. The population also makes Wanyanhu salivate; the Jurchen tribe only has a population of more than 8, and the sparse population is also the reason why the tribe cannot grow stronger. The main reason is that the living space is narrow. With a large population, it is impossible to support this small territory; but If he wins Longzhou, he will own the land with a radius of 8 miles under his jurisdiction, increase the population base by [-] to [-] people, and suddenly increase his strength by a level. This is simply an exciting and wonderful prospect.

"Boss Wanyan, what we are giving you is a big gift, why are you hesitating?" Jingtai said with a smile.

Wanyanhu was silent for a moment, and finally said: "I just want to know why you are doing this. We Jurchens have a saying: If you bring wine and meat to visit, you must ask for something. Dare to ask what you need my Jurchens to do?" exchange?"

Jing Tai thought: "Why do you bring wine and meat to visit? Our Song Dynasty said it more concisely. Isn't it just that 'a man must ask for something'?

"Actually, we have no requirements for you. If we must ask for something, my commander-in-chief said that if you want your Jurchens to stick to Huanglong Mansion, it is best to have the ability to take Ningjiang and Baozhou in the north together. Now, our army has to go north to fight in the province, and my commander said that if Chief Wanyan thinks he is incapable of defending Longzhou City and taking down the two cities in the north, then this proposal will be discarded."

Wan Yanhu said angrily: "Your commander-in-chief looks down on my Jurchen tribe too much. Baozhou and Ningjiang are within easy reach. In the past, the Longzhou frontier army restrained us. We can't keep them. If Longzhou is in our hands, these two states will be destroyed." The county is simply in the pocket."

Jingtai laughed and said: "That's the best, to be honest, my army is about to attack Shangjing in the east, and I don't have time to dawdle here, so the northern territory will be handed over to you. If you have the ability, you can eat more. Nest in the mountains and forests and sleep in grass nests."

Wanyanhu got up abruptly and said: "I want to show you how powerful my Jurchen warrior is. I, Wanyanhu, don't accept the favor of others for nothing. I decided to lead my [-] warriors to follow your army to attack Huanglong Mansion. Don't underestimate this Huanglong Mansion. The fortifications are extremely strong, and the food and grass reserves are sufficient, only I know his weaknesses, and it will save you from losing your troops, which is my little gift in return."

Jing Tai patted his thigh and said: "That's really great, come on, come on, drink this bowl of wine, I'll go back overnight and tell my boss the good news."