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Chapter 555 The Final Result of the Negotiation

Why did Xia Lin give Liu Bilie Khan a Chinese name? Didn’t he know what Liu Bilie would do after he had a Chinese name?

This is funny. If Xia Lin didn't let him take a surname, wouldn't he take his own? If he took the surname Liu, he would support the Han Dynasty. If he took the surname Ying, would he unify the six kingdoms? Then who else could he take Zhao, Qian, Sun, or Li? Anyone with a name and surname must have a great person in his ancestry, right?
If that doesn't work, he will give himself a Cao or Li. The Northern Wei Dynasty was Wei, so he can't be Wei if he is more northern than the Northern Wei? Li Yuan was a mixed blood of Xianbei, Han and Xiongnu and he could become emperor. He said that he was a pure-blooded Han who drifted to Yinshan. What can he do?

Don't forget how he became emperor. He fought his way up from being the leader of a slave tribe. Even his spiritual core conforms to the definition of the Han nationality.

Not to mention that his name is Liu Bilie, even if he called himself Ying Ma, what would it matter?

Some things will happen even if Xia Lin doesn't prevent them. They will happen and there is actually no better way to solve them at the moment.

But it is conceivable that in some days, Eastern Turks may not be called Eastern Turks anymore. It will definitely change its name to Northern Han or Cao Han. Cao Han does not sound very nice, but Northern Han is a possibility. Anyway, this time it is really as ancient as the Arctic Ocean since ancient times.

"Brother, after I return, I plan to change the name of our country to Cao Han."

"Stop, wait a minute."

Xia Lin almost spit out the meat in his mouth before he could even swallow it: "Brother, there are so many good names, why don't you just call yourself Hou Han?"

Great Khan Liu Bilie came forward and asked curiously, "Later Han doesn't sound good. Look at Liu Bei and Liu Xuande, who established their capital in Bashu and called it Shu Han. My brother established my capital in the grassland, so shouldn't I be called Cao Han?"

"That's the truth... but it doesn't sound good."

"So what do you think we should do, brother?"

Xia Lin pondered for a moment and said, "Why don't you give the grassland a name? My brother was born in the Mengwu Shiwei tribe. In Chinese, it is pronounced as Mongolia, and in Turkic, it means eternal fire, which means the heavenly tribe. So why don't you change the country's name to Menghan, which means a strong man and is in line with many principles."

"Oh my!" Liu Bilie was delighted: "Great, great, this name is great, I like it, I like it very much. I said I should ask my brother, people who have read books are different. When I go back, I will also ask my children and grandchildren to read more!"

"How about you send a group of young people to Fuliang?"

"No." Liu Bilie narrowed his eyes and smiled at Xia Lin: "I know what you are thinking. I will let you teach him, and he will be yours after you teach him. In less than ten years, my country will become yours and will be submerged. I still want to rule the Central Plains."

"Brother, do you think you can definitely beat me?"

"I want to try." Liu Bilie raised his chin: "An eagle will never retreat because of a strong enemy, and a man on the grassland will never admit defeat. I can die, but only in battle."

Xia Lin said nothing more, just raised his glass.

When two cups clink together, they become both brothers and enemies.

While the battle with the Li family could perhaps be resolved in other ways, the battle with Cao Yuan was unavoidable.

Life is probably like this. The smooth sailing in the first half will definitely be compensated by the ups and downs in the second half. This is actually the cause that Xia Lin planted, and he will eventually have to reap the result.

In fact, from the current perspective, the rise of the East Turks is unstoppable. The barbarian country, which was once almost a beast, spent ten years working hard to learn from the Han people, and they implemented the development skills that Xia Lin had passed on to them very thoroughly.

Compared with the Li Tang, Tian Wei and the like who are still fighting among themselves, the grassland people have long since integrated their nation's toughness and bravery with the Han people's intelligence and pragmatism. Today's grassland people are brave, fearless, tenacious, hardworking and pragmatic. It would be strange if such a nation could not develop.

But Xia Lin had no choice, because if he left this area for more than three months, Tian Wei and Li Tang would inevitably start a protracted war for the Central Plains, and by then Xia Lin would have no way and no position to stop it.

The final result was that after years of intense bombardment, 400,000 rangers from the north came south with the stolen technology and wiped out both families. Then, relying on Xia Lin's difficult operation, they managed to survive for a few more years, and then gradually fought back bit by bit.

You have to know that Xia Lin is not invincible. His invincibility is built on a huge economic foundation. It is simply ridiculous for someone to take on a job without the necessary skills.

In other words, the better the economic situation is, the more powerful Xia Lin will be. The more chaotic the system is, the weaker his combat power will be. His invincibility is based on a well-connected logistics network, strong financial support, and abundant resources. When the world is in chaos, there is a great famine, and people are eating each other, he simply cannot control such a heavy army.

"I will leave early tomorrow morning." Liu Bilie stood up and patted Xia Lin on the shoulder: "I wonder if you and I will go to war next time we meet."

"Please don't show mercy, brother."

"Don't worry." Great Khan Liu Bilie left in style, and before leaving, he said, "Take good care of your Central Plains."

"Please rest assured, brother."

The next day, Liu Bilie Khan's delegation knew that they could not find any breakthrough here, so they returned home. The final six-party talks here only left Xia Lin, the Tang court, the border warlords and the Western Turkic Khan.

This is the real core conflict of interest. Xia Lin wanted both, but this was Li Tang's territory after all, so he had to make some concessions. So how to adjust this degree puzzled him for a long time. After thinking for a long time, he decided to negotiate with Fang Xuanling again.

However, it would probably take ten days or half a month for him to inform Li Yuan. During this time, Xia Lin had nothing to do anyway, so he taught Ashina Khan how to play mahjong.

In fact, at this point, Ashina Khan was no longer in a hurry, so he just joined him on the road. Together with Fang Xuanling and the Hexi Jiedushi, the four of them just made up a table.

"Some things are well known to everyone, and you all come from noble families. Thirty thousand." Xia Lin began to hint at the matter while playing mahjong: "This matter has really become a big deal. You have to explain to His Majesty Li Tang, but I'm afraid you can't explain to your family."

"Six." Fang Xuanling laughed. "Don't worry about this, Lord Xia. His Majesty is very concerned about this matter. But since Lord Xia wants to protect Western Turks, I have no choice but to report to His Majesty truthfully."

"Bang." Xia Lin laughed. "Am I trying my best to protect the Western Turks? I am trying my best to protect your Li Tang dynasty. I really want to destroy the country and the race of Ashina Khan. Just give it a try. The Eastern Turks will surely march south within three years. Then you can see whether Emperor Jingtai will attack your Chang'an or not."

Fang Xuanling laughed: "General Xia, if you were the one who came to attack Chang'an, I would still be afraid. What about Emperor Jingtai? Lord Xia, if you hadn't protected Tian Wei's country, he would have been named Li by now."

Xia Lin curled his lips and said, "You can't say that. The Shanhai Elite Cavalry, the Po Lu Army, and two and a half Central Plains War Gods are all in Tian Wei. Can you, Li Tang, withstand them?"

"Li Jing is dead, Guo Da is old, and there is nothing to be afraid of."

"What about the elite soldiers from each department?"

"Elite soldiers? The only one who can make people worry is Wang Shichong. But Wang Shichong is now in Xuzhou, and his subordinates are only 50,000 old, weak, sick and disabled. They are relying on their wives and children to survive, so there is no need to worry."

"Good fellow. Fifty thousand." Xia Lin laughed. "Master Fang, are you here discussing heroes over wine? This one is not to be feared and that one is not to be worried about. Then, who are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid of wolves in front and tigers behind." Fang Xuanling smiled softly and said, "There's the wolf Li Shimin in front and the tiger Xia Daosheng behind. I'm afraid, really afraid. In my opinion, in the end, the world will be fought between General Xia and Erfeng, and there will be no one else but you two."

Xia Lin laughed and picked up the chicken that Fang Xuanling had thrown down: "I caught you, six coins."

He did not give a direct answer to Fang Xuanling's words. The two of them had several tentative exchanges. This famous scholar in history who was responsible for a debt was different. He was not fooled and could lead people into the ditch.

"But it sounds like Master Fang is not very satisfied with Er Feng?"

"No, no, no, Your Highness is wise and brave, but I am a subject of Your Majesty and I dare not overstep my authority."

"Come on." Xia Lin began to shuffle the cards. "You just want to see how my relationship with Er Feng is, and you're worried that I'll double-team Chang An with him."

Fang Xuanling didn't say anything, just smiled.

The silence of Lao Jibadeng was like the blush of a young boy, which was more than a thousand words. It seemed that Li Yuan knew everything. He was probably worried that Li Shimin would fight with them at the gate of the imperial city. He might have a chance of winning in a 1v1 fight, but with Xia Lin, Li Yuan would have worked in vain.

A game of mahjong is no less than a secret battle in a spy movie, with both sides attacking and defending in an orderly manner and fighting back and forth.

At this moment in Chang'an City, Li Yuan was feeling dizzy due to the sudden rise of evil wind. In a short period of time, the number of believers of folk sects had become incalculable, and some even showed a tendency to move towards the court.

Chang'an was going to be in chaos, a big one. Li Yuan knew clearly what the reason was, but he really couldn't spare any effort to deal with it at the moment. On the one hand, he had to deposit the summer silver into the warehouse, on the other hand, he had to appease the people who had fled to the west, and he also had to deal with these evil cults.

"Father, are you looking for me?"

"Sanniang." Li Yuan turned his head and looked at his daughter, then sighed: "Chang'an has been in a mess recently. Father wants you to handle this matter. You have a high prestige in the army, and you can bypass those people to do things. What do you think?"

Sanniang shook her head and said, "Father, this won't work. The military and politics have been separated. If your daughter intervenes, there will be people who will spread rumors. It will be disadvantageous to your father if rumors are spread at this time."

"Then what should I do?"

Sanniang's eyes rolled at this moment and she laughed: "Why not ask my husband to do it?"

"Xia Lin?"

"Father~~~"

Li Yuan only then reacted: "Oh oh oh oh, that kid from the Dugu family, right, right, let him do it."

(End of this chapter)