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Chapter 75 This dish is poisonous
Hearing that Shanpu was coming, the soldiers of Dazhou spontaneously prepared a unique welcome ceremony for him.

On the road leading to the main camp of the military camp, hundreds of soldiers lined up in two rows, looking at Shanpu coldly.

It's like watching a heinous murderer about to be beheaded at Caishikou.

If eyes could kill, Shanpu probably would have died dozens of times when he walked to the gate of the barracks.

At the moment Shanpu walked slowly, the soldiers on both sides turned around quickly, turned their backs to him, and then made a movement that made Yang Hong almost laugh out loud.

Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
All the soldiers collectively slapped their buttocks, taking three beats as a beat, three times in succession, the sound was very loud.

It seems to be telling Shanpu, this is your face!
Yang Hong could guess without thinking that this kind of trick must have been thought up by the commander of the battalion, Wei Datou.

However, he felt that it would be good to give Shanpu a blow.

On the other hand, Shanpu, the number one counselor in northern Mongolia, although his psychological quality was extremely strong, still showed shame, bowed his head and walked quickly into the camp.

At this moment, Zhao Yan had ordered someone to prepare a lunch in the camp.

When a foreign envoy comes to see him, he still needs to have a face-to-face meeting.

After the ceremony, everyone took their seats.

Except for Chiton, Shanpu's other guards were all stopped outside.

At this time, Shanpu was full of confidence.

Last night, he and his counselors raised various questions that Zhao Yan might ask, and then prepared a speech with tens of thousands of words.
He was sure that he would be able to persuade Zhao Yan, so that Beimeng could reach an agreement and conditions with Da Zhou in a very respectable manner.

Zhao Yan looked at Shanpu and said with a smile: "Messenger Shanpu, I am very pleased that you, as a model of Dazhou people going abroad, donate Dazhou culture in Northern Mongolia!"

Shanpu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly didn't know how to answer.

Because he didn't know whether the words were complimenting him or scolding him!
He thought for a while, and replied: "Thanks to Your Majesty's Long En, Northern Mongolia and Dazhou have inherited the same lineage, separated only by region. As the saying goes, culture has no borders. We just learn from each other's strengths."

Zhao Yan smiled lightly, and continued: "I received your peace agreement from Beimeng yesterday. Beimeng has always been warlike. Why do you want to negotiate a peace suddenly? Could it be that you are about to admit defeat?"

Shanpu straightened his chest, shook his head and said, "I am here to negotiate a peace with Northern Mongolia. I am not admitting defeat, but doing something beneficial to both countries."

"In the current situation, at most Dazhou can take Gyeongju back, but our northern Mongolian cavalry is still strong. Even if we lose Gyeongju, Dazhou soldiers can still get rid of their skins. This situation will only make Heihan, Goryeo and other countries benefit, how about we treat this war as a deal, and I, Northern Mongolia, will directly send Gyeongju to Dazhou, and you only need to provide a small amount of silver, so we both benefit, why not do it?"

"How much is a little silver tael?" Zhao Yan asked with a smile.

Shanpu thought for a while and said: "During our stay in Gyeongju, our army reclaimed nearly 50 acres of land, repaired countless roads, and implemented a number of policies to benefit the people, which benefited the people of Gyeongju a lot and made Gyeongju prosper rapidly. Come on, Dazhou only needs to pay [-] taels to get a prosperous Gyeongju!"

Shen Tuyi and Yang Hong on the side were stunned when they heard this.

This is too nonsense!

You are talking nonsense with your eyes open!

As we all know, after Northern Mongolia occupied Gyeongju and Shenzhou, the first thing to do was to collect food and catch the strong men. These two states were about to die.

It is true that nearly [-] acres of land have been reclaimed, because the Northern Mongolian army needs food.

It is not false to repair countless roads, but that is because Beimeng wanted the cavalry to run.

"Grandma has a leg, and a scholar can just talk about it!" Wei Datou, who was sitting in the far corner of the barracks, said with a curled lip.

Shanpu spoke sonorously and forcefully. If you were immersed in his emotions, you would feel that Beimeng did not occupy a city, but saved a city.

The corners of Zhao Yan's mouth turned up slightly, looked at Shanpu and said, "A mere 50 taels is just a drop in the bucket for me."

Shanpu was overjoyed immediately, the impression of Da Zhou in his eyes was: he is stupid, rich, and generous.

However, Zhao Yan's words suddenly changed, and he said: "But, we can take Qingzhou without a penny, why spend 50 taels!"

Shanpu rolled his eyes, he had already thought up his answer to this question.

"His Majesty the Great Zhou Emperor, with the 50 taels, you will not only get the city of Gyeongju, but also five huge benefits.

"First, you will get my promise that Northern Mongolia will not launch a war within a year."

"Secondly, Dazhou merchants can freely do business in Northern Mongolia, greatly increasing Dazhou's commercial tax revenue."

"Thirdly, Dazhou can organize craftsmen to learn more advanced smelting technology from Northern Mongolia to enhance military strength."

"Fourth, after Great Zhou and Northern Mongolia become friendly states, they can launch wars against neighboring small countries at will, and I, Northern Mongolia, will definitely not participate."

"Fifth, and most importantly, I, Northern Mongolia, will no longer compete with Da Zhou for the title of Kingdom of Heaven, and your country can completely call itself the number one country."

"A mere 50 taels can bring so many benefits to Da Zhou. Do you think it's worth it?"

Shanpu vomited and talked about the five major benefits in one breath, which seemed to make sense, but in fact it was completely nonsense.

When Dazhou regained Gyeongju with force, it would naturally become the largest country, and Northern Mongolia was unable to launch a huge war within a year.

As for the second, third, and fourth items, they are not worth mentioning at all.

After finishing speaking, Shanpu seemed very confident, and took a sip of his drink calmly.

After Zhao Yan listened to it, he felt that it was a good thing that Shanpu did not work for Da Zhou, otherwise he would have made the entire Zhongshu Province and Yushitai full of mist with his eloquent tongue that turned black and white.

Wei Datou in the corner was stunned when he heard it, and muttered: "Shameless, really shameless, there is no one who makes such a high-sounding confession!"

Wei Datou's voice was not loud, but everyone in the barracks happened to hear it.

Zhao Yan suppressed his smile, Wei Datou really spoke his mind!
Immediately, everyone looked at Wei Datou.

Wei Datou covered his face and explained: "I'm sorry, I'm just outspoken, and I only speak the truth!"

This sentence is like adding another knife.

The atmosphere in the barracks suddenly became awkward.

Zhao Yan also thought about how he should tell Shanpu that he was dreaming and whimsical, and he still did not lose Da Zhou's dignity.

Shanpu was also a little embarrassed, so he had to pick up the chopsticks to pick up the vegetables.

On the wine table, serving food is the most effective way to relieve embarrassment.

Shanpu stuffed a piece of mutton into his mouth.

"Ouch!"

At the moment when the mutton entered his mouth, Shanpu suddenly screamed strangely.

"Pooh!"

Then, Shanpu spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face looked a little pale.

"This dish is poisonous!" Chi Dun, the guard at the side, looked at Zhao Yan coldly, and suddenly overturned the table in front of him.

Ergu confessed to him that if Shanpu's life was in danger, he had to give up his life to save him, and the best way to save Shanpu was to capture Zhao Yan, the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

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