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Chapter 910: Until now, I haven’t even heard a word of thanks from Goryeo!

Zhao Xu looked coldly at Li Ziyi who was crawling on the ground and snorted softly. Yan Yuan, who already had a tacit understanding with him, immediately smashed the bone in his hand heavily on the ground.

Clang!
The bone flower made of fine iron smashed onto the gravel floor of the imperial garden, shocking Yi Tian and Li Ziyi so much that they trembled with fear, as if the bone flower was hitting them.

"What crime did Goryeo commit?" The young emperor in front of him almost gritted his teeth and said, "I ask you..."

"Your country is already a vassal of the Liao Lord, why do you agree to be a vassal of me?"

"A woman marrying twice is really shameless!"

As he spoke, a piece of Yuanshu paper was thrown in front of Li Ziyi.

Li Ziyi picked up the piece of Yuanshu paper with trembling hands and looked at the words copied on it.

My heart suddenly fell to the bottom.

Because the text above is in the standard official letter format.

"How dare you!" Xing Shu, who had been standing by, immediately jumped up, his eyes wide open, and looked at Yi Tian and Li Ziyi: "How dare you, you thieves, to deceive the emperor!?"

"Is there no one in our Song Dynasty?"

As he spoke, he knelt down and bowed his head, saying: "Since ancient times, if the master humiliates the minister, he will die. I am a Hanlin scholar, and I have been blessed by your majesty to preside over all foreign affairs..."

"Today's treacherous ministers are deceiving the emperor and blinding his wise mind!"

"I deserve to be punished! I beg Your Majesty to sentence me to death...Please sentence me to death..."

As he spoke, tears began to flow, and finally he choked with sobs.

A man in his fifties cried like a child.

When Zhao Xu saw this, he silently gave Xing Shu a thumbs up in his heart.

"This matter has nothing to do with the scholar!" Zhao Xu said in a deep voice: "It's all because of the treacherous Goryeo people who almost misled me and the Song Dynasty!"

Li Ziyi listened to Zhao Xu's words and looked at the contents on the Yuanshu paper in his hand.

My whole body felt as if I had fallen into an icy cave.

A bone-chilling chill struck my heart.

He knew that this was indeed the Goryeo style of doing things.

Not just today!
This was the situation when the country was first founded.

In order to counter the powerful Khitan in the north, Goryeo could only continue to submit to the powerful countries in the Central Plains in exchange for external assistance.

However, the Central Plains and Goryeo were separated by the sea, but the Khitan were very close.

There was no other way. Goryeo could only choose according to its needs and the current situation, sometimes being a vassal of the Central Plains and sometimes being a vassal of the Khitan.

only……

Li Ziyi lay on the ground, staring at the words on the Yuanshu paper.

In the past, Goryeo was, more than once, first a vassal of the Central Plains, then a vassal of the Khitan, and then a vassal of the Central Plains again.

Why did the Song court in the past turn a blind eye to this?

But now he is so irritable and angry.

Is it because of the little emperor?
But wasn't it said that this little emperor was extremely intelligent and had the wisdom of King Cheng and the style of the Han and Tang dynasties?

Why is he so angry?
Beads of sweat began to drip from Li Ziyi's forehead.

He knew that there was no time for him to think any further.

If it drags on, the little emperor in front of him might get really angry and choose to ignore Goryeo from now on just as he said.

Then, Goryeo will not only lose its biggest foreign aid.

Morally, we have lost all support.

The Liao people will become fearless, and the demise of Goryeo will be just around the corner.

He turned his head and looked at Prince Yi Tian beside him. Yi Tian was also looking at him at this time.

The two men looked at each other, and Li Ziyi opened his mouth and said something silently to Yi Tian.

Yi Tian obviously received his signal.

He immediately bowed his head and kowtowed again, clasping his hands together and saying to the little emperor of Song: "Amitabha!"

"Your Majesty, please listen to what I have to say!"

"Humph!" The little emperor said coldly, "Master, do you have anything else to quibble about?"

"I have never returned to my country since I entered the court..." Yi Tian calmed down at this time. He chanted a Buddhist name and said, "I don't know what's going on in the country..."

"But I can guarantee that the heart of Goryeo's minister Song is clear to all!"

"If it weren't for the last resort, Goryeo would never allow the king of the northern barbarians to accept the title of the Khitan!"

When saying these words, Yitian straightened his chest and was full of sincerity.

This is indeed the voice of Goryeo.

If not for the last resort, who would be willing to be a vassal of the Khitan?

Goryeo, which called itself the Little Tang Dynasty, had been extremely resistant to the Khitan since its founding.

What kind of person are you?
Are you worthy of asking me to submit to you?

Who am I?

The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, the Heavenly Khan!
Taizu (Wang Jian) ​​once took in the prince of Bohai Kingdom, Da Guangxian, in order to compete with the Khitans.

However, the Khitans were a little too strong.

Even someone as powerful as Taizu could only choose to avoid the enemy's attack.

"Hmph!" The little emperor in front of him snorted coldly, but his attitude was undoubtedly softer.

Seeing this, Yi Tian hurriedly struck while the iron was hot and continued to bow: "Goryeo is a small country with few people, and now it is invaded by powerful bandits..."

"This is just like a kind person who encounters a bandit on the road. In order to save his life, he can only pretend to be friendly with the bandit!"

"I hope Your Majesty will understand!"

The little emperor snorted twice again, and then said: "Even so..."

"But I heard that Goryeo has agreed to provide the Northern Tartars with 80,000 taels of silver and 30,000 pieces of silk cloth every year, just to share the river with the Northern Tartars!"

"And I and the Song Dynasty have been very friendly to Goryeo..."

"However, Goryeo has not even received a penny from the loan it received to purchase my armor and weapons!"

"Goryeo is so partial to others and so partial to me..."

"I can't figure it out!"

As the little emperor spoke, he had a stool brought and sat on it, then looked straight at Yi Tian and Li Ziyi who were crawling on the ground.

"Master, you are a highly accomplished monk, and you are well versed in Buddhist teachings. Tell me, what is this all about?"

Yitian breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and Li Ziyi also breathed a sigh of relief.

The two looked at each other.

I already knew it in my heart. The story about the young emperor of the Southern Dynasty getting angry because a girl from Goryeo married two men was false.

There was only one reason why he was angry - Goryeo promised to give money to Liao, but did not give him money.

This……

This made Yitian and Li Ziyi very shocked.

What happened to the officials of the Song Dynasty?

Why are we so fussy about this?

The Song Dynasty was a supreme country, and Emperor Zhao was wealthy.

Seeing that Goryeo was humiliated by the northern barbarians, it would have been fine if they did not provide strong assistance and provided free support.

How come they are the same as the northern barbarians?
Where is the dignity of the Celestial Empire?

What about the heroism of the Chinese emperor?

Shouldn't we just say nice things and you just give out gold coins?
What's going on now?

Yitian and Li Ziyi's minds were in a mess for a moment.

But they also understood one fact—the little emperor was asking them for money!
Moreover, it is an annual coin!

At this time, both of them remembered.

It seems that Jiaozhi in the south was forced by the Central Plains to sign a rice tribute treaty last year.

At that time, they also laughed at Jiaozhi.

Unexpectedly, the boomerang hit them now.

Yitian had no choice but to lower his head and chant the Buddha's name.

Seeing this, Li Ziyi could only step forward and kowtow, saying, "I beg Your Majesty to allow me to report to you..."

"Say it!"

"Korea is a small country, located in a remote corner...Now our country is in misfortune, the northern barbarians have invaded, and the people are suffering..."

"I beg Your Majesty to remember the saints' teachings of benevolence and righteousness..."

"Am I not kind enough to Goryeo?" The little emperor's voice interrupted Li Ziyi coldly.

"Let's not count the past. This year alone, I have sent more than ten ships of armor and weapons from Dengzhou to Goryeo..."

"It's worth more than a million strings of cash!"

Although these armors and weapons were all old armors and weapons taken out from the armory of the imperial guards in Beijing.

Most of them are products similar to Pinhaofan - three to five or even seven to eight sets of armor, put together to form a set.

But the price was based on the price of the new armor manufactured by the Military Equipment Bureau in the eighth year of Yuanfeng.

Purely a balance of account product.

But that's how the arms business works.

Whatever I say is exactly what I say!

It’s not the buyer’s turn to say anything!
Not to mention, this so-called buyer didn't spend a penny from beginning to end!
Therefore, Zhao Xu spoke with confidence and at ease.

He became more and more excited as he spoke, and simply stood up and walked up to Yi Tian and Li Ziyi, surrounded by the elite guards of the Imperial Dragon Bone Team led by Yan Yuan.

He looked down from a high place, overlooking Yi Tian and Li Ziyi who were crawling on the ground.

"But how did Goryeo repay me?"

"First, he said, 'I am willing to serve the Great Song and use the Great Song era name and calendar.' But behind the scenes, he hid it from me and the Great Song and colluded with the Liao people!"

"even!"

"Until now, I haven't even heard a word of thanks from Gao Li!"

“Is Goryeo such a country?”

"If this is the case, then its demise is reasonable!"

Li Ziyi and Yi Tian were scolded so much that they could only lie on the ground with their heads down, trembling like little girls.

Only until the little emperor in front of them stopped did they dare to look up slightly.

"Your Majesty, please allow me to report..." Li Ziyi looked at Yi Tian and found that Yi Tian had his mouth tightly shut. He could only bite the bullet and bow his head and said, "I, your Majesty, and the people of Goryeo have always been grateful for your kindness..."

"grateful?!"

“Gratitude requires practical actions!”

"Goryeo promised the Liao ruler an annual tribute of 80,000 taels of silver and 30,000 pieces of silk cloth!"

"How much silver and silk can Goryeo give to the Song Dynasty every year?"

Li Ziyi swallowed and recalled the words on the letter.

He lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty, the conditions that our country and the Northern Barbarians have requested are to ask the Northern Barbarians to stop fighting."

This is exactly what Zhao Xu was waiting for.

"But the Liao lord doesn't allow it!" He interrupted Li Ziyi.

Then, he looked at the other person and stared into his eyes.

Li Ziyi could only bow his head.

"If I say..."

"I can convince the Liao Lord to stop fighting with Goryeo with Kaesong as the boundary!"

"How much tribute can Goryeo give me every year?"

Li Ziyi opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

He knows it very well.

He can't get involved in this kind of thing.

Didn’t you see that Yi Tian, ​​the prince, has already shut up?
Once you get involved in this kind of thing, it is a serious sin!

It is treason and betrayal.

If the country middle school denies it, they will chop off his head, exterminate his entire family, and then put all the blame on him.

Even if he is a relative of the king!

Even if the king is willing to protect him, the outcome will be the same!
No one can save him unless the Buddha comes to the world.

Besides...

The country has already proposed the peace terms of offering 80,000 taels of silver and 30,000 rolls of silk cloth to the Liao Kingdom every year.

Eighty thousand taels of silver and thirty thousand rolls of silk cloth! ?

Even in the past, if Goryeo wanted to squeeze out so much money every year, it would have to sacrifice half its life.

What’s more, now only Goryeo has less than half of its territory left?
I'm afraid we can only squeeze the people's bones and marrow!

Under such circumstances, where can we get the money to offer to the Central Plains next year?
(End of this chapter)