[comprehensive] superior skills

In the Zichen Palace, Zhao Zhen, sitting high on the throne, stretched his brows and eyes comfortably, waiting for the Prince Yelu who came from the Liao Kingdom to enter the palace to have an audience.

And the civil and military ministers standing solemnly under the imperial steps all secretly looked at the white-faced Taoist who appeared suddenly and Sansheng was lucky to serve His Majesty with strange expressions.

Only Bao Zheng, Wang Yanling and Pang Ji who knew the inside story couldn't help but shook their heads and smiled wryly. Although the status of a princess is not what it used to be, it's too childish for a woman to disguise herself as a man to attend the meeting with Khitan envoys.

In case the princess accidentally showed her feet in front of Na Yeluhao, wouldn't it be ridiculous and generous for the envoy to pass the matter back to the Liao Kingdom.

However, the emperor who should be most worried about this matter showed an attitude of not rejecting anyone who came, with a high-spirited attitude, as if he was going to end up wrestling with the Khitan at any time.

Inside and outside the court, many ministers of civil and military affairs who learned of the Liao envoy's intentions inevitably complained in their hearts that the emperor was not doing his job properly.

Then thinking of the former emperor who set up a Taoist temple in Da Nei, urged Taoists to write books, and even founded a sect and established a school of obsession, he felt even more worried about the country.

"Hey, the emperor is so nonsense, and the queen mother, as the mother of a country, has never even asked about it. If things go on like this, something bad will happen."

Amidst the worried whispers of the elders, Yeluhao, who did not change his arrogance, walked in arrogantly with three personal attendants amidst the eunuch's roll call.

"See Your Majesty."

After Yeluhao nodded symbolically, he asked his entourage to hand over a memorial, "This is the letter of credence presented by the lord of the Daliao Kingdom on behalf of the little king. May the Liao and Song Dynasties be forever united."

"Humph!"

Dissatisfied with the fact that the small country of Liao put a vast state of etiquette like my Song Dynasty behind, all the ministers gave those four barbarians a look of disdain.

"Bring it up."

Today is different from the past, Zhao Zhen, who is backed by a fairy girl, glanced at the fearless little prince of Liao Kingdom, and took from Chen Lin the memorial that could be guessed with his eyes closed.

Sure enough, after a few high-sounding fig leafs, the Liao Lord Chi\ nakedly put forward a shameless request for additional coins.

If this happened in the past, Zhao Zhen might have cursed a few times in a hurry, but now he just glanced at the general content and put the memorial on the imperial case instead.

"As the king of the same country, I deeply understand Liao Lord's love for the people."

Seeing that Yeluhao's face was bright, Zhao Zhen suddenly changed the topic, and lamented with compassion: "It's a pity that at the beginning of the spring plowing this year, the south of the Qinling Mountains and the Huaihe River suffered a severe drought that has never happened in a century. A good woman can't cook without rice, I still I don’t know how to raise food and grass to rescue the local people affected by the disaster, and what can I use to help the Liao Kingdom thousands of miles away?”

As soon as the emperor's sophistry came out, aside from Yeluhao who was briefly absent-minded and could hardly believe his ears, all the Song officials stared at each other dumbfounded.

"Hey, but you, old man, have concealed the report of the disaster?" This is the Hubu Shangshu, who is winking desperately.

"Why is this official here? It's not like the imperial court can't come up with silver taels for disaster relief!" Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry's eyes almost popped out.

"Who could it be? It can't be Prime Minister Wang!"

The two old men with ulterior motives looked at Wang Yanling who was also kept in the dark but pretended to be calm, huh?It seems that the Prime Minister seems to know it very well.

Could it be...

The two chief officials looked at each other tacitly, admiring the embroidered pattern on the official uniform carefully.

Just when several adults were inexplicably fighting a lawsuit, Yeluhao, who became angry from embarrassment, asked loudly: "Is this an excuse from the emperor? Xiao Wang has traveled all the way, but he has never seen that the people in the Song Dynasty lack food and clothing." !"

"Presumptuous! The king of a small country, how dare you be so rude to me, the emperor of the Song Dynasty!" Chen Lin, who was accompanying him, immediately stepped forward and scolded him when he saw his rude words.

"Hey, why should the companion be angry? The little prince is just worried about the herdsmen in his hometown who can't get enough to eat!"

Zhao Zhen replied kindly: "If the little prince doesn't believe it, you can send someone to the disaster-stricken area to have a look, then you will know the truth."

This time, the emperor, who had finally elated and exonerated himself, was extremely proud. He didn't believe that the Liao people would have the patience to go to Lingnan to verify and expose his own rhetoric.

"No need!"

Yeluhao saw that the emperor of the Song Dynasty became hardened, and he blurted out a threat under the mixture of anger and hatred: "Even if Xiaowang has the pleasure of traveling around mountains and rivers, I am afraid that the people in Liao will not wait for the news hungry. Once aroused Public grievances will inevitably cause some actions to disturb His Majesty."

He coldly turned his back to the emperor and said a sentence that shocked the people in the palace, "Compared to Lingnan, which is far away, I am afraid that the imperial city of Bianjing will not be able to enjoy peace and happiness!"

Before His Majesty, whose face changed slightly, opened his mouth to speak, the Taoist who had been standing silently by the throne suddenly waved his finger at the people below and scolded: "Yeluhao, Your Majesty is not willing to talk to you because you are an envoy of a country. Care about, but don't be too self-confident!"

"Oh? Who are you, and you are also worthy to accuse this king!"

Yeluhao presumptuously looked at this little Taoist who was handsome but obviously short in stature, and sneered maliciously: "Could it be that there is not even a single courtier who dares to talk to Xiao Wang in this majestic Song Dynasty? Is it because of you?" Are the Han people inherently cowardly, or is it because the civil and military forces of the entire dynasty are all crippled people who can’t speak?!”

After he finished speaking, all the Khitan people who accompanied him into the palace looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, the superimposition of the rampant laughter almost broke the ceiling of Zichen Palace.

Seeing this, Song Ci couldn't help sneering, "Your Majesty, judging by the trail, there is really no one to use this little Fanbang, so he sent an incomprehensible pig to the Song Dynasty!"

"What? How dare you say that this king is an incomprehensible pig!" Yeluhao, who was still laughing wildly just now, pulled out the saber from his arms, "If you have the courage, say it again! Xiaowang will definitely make you bloody!" Splash on the spot!"

"Yeluhao!"

Suddenly, Bao Zheng stood in front of the emperor and yelled loudly: "You dare to hold weapons privately in front of the palace, aren't you afraid that the law of the country will not tolerate it!"

"National law?"

Yeluhao slowly pulled the blade out of the sheath, "I want to try it out, will the laws of the Song Dynasty dare to sanction the prince of the Liao Kingdom?"

"Yeluhao! Just look up!"

Just at the moment when the sword was on the verge of breaking out, Song Ci, who stood proudly on the imperial steps, pointed his eyes, "The emperor took a closer look, this His Highness is not an envoy of the Daliao Dynasty, he is clearly a pig with a green face and fangs!"

As soon as her words fell, Yeluhao, who was still smiling coldly, slowly shrank into a ball, and after a while, he prostrated himself on the ground, and a pig with a long nose and a gaping mouth emerged from the bulging robe. Face.

"Ah! You monster!"

Following the terrified screams of civil and military officials from the whole court, the black-haired wild boar that emerged from Yeluhao's robe first let out a few panicked grunts, and then shot out a ferocious shot from its two slanted erect eyes. Blood Beast Light.

"Protect the Emperor!"

"My lord! Don't hurt my lord!"

At the same time, two urgent calls sounded from the panicked hall, and before the Liao people could catch the fierce beast that was rushing towards the imperial case, the black pig that was rushing with hooves was swung by the previous Taoist. Cut in front of the emperor.

"Your Majesty, Xiaodao was eager to protect the lord for a while, and accidentally let the dirty blood of this beast stain the imperial steps. Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

Gently wiping the sword in his hand, Song Ci said without changing his expression.

The bloody scene in front of him really caught Zhao Zhen by surprise, but looking at Yeluhao's decapitated corpse, he felt inexplicably relieved.

After calming his fragile little heart a little, Zhao Zhen coughed lightly, "Master, you don't have to blame yourself, I also know that you are helpless."

Even His Majesty the emperor could smell the bloody smell in the palace as if nothing had happened, and it's not good for a courtier to be too ugly.

After hurriedly turning around, all the officials found that the monster was dead, and they all pretended to be okay and stood back to their previous positions. Only the few elders at the front retreated a few steps without any trace.

In the quiet hall, there were only the wailing and weeping voices of the three Khitan people, "Little prince, you died so badly! It was Song people who killed you!"

Bind the pig's body with the scattered robes, and one of the leading soldiers swore viciously: "The blood of the little prince will not be shed in vain! One day, the Lord of Liao will use you Song people and demons!" Wash the entire grassland with blood!"

"How dare you make noise when you are about to die!"

Song Ci waved his sword and pointed at the remaining three Khitan dogs, "Go back and tell you Lord Liao, if you don't return, I will definitely invite the heavenly soldiers to attract thunder and punishment, so that there will be no grass in your Liao Kingdom!"

The face of the Khitan soldier who was pointed at the tip of his nose and scolded changed for a long time, and then he resisted the urge to kill and yelled, "Let's go!"

When the three guards carried Yeluhao's body out of the Zichen Hall in a tragic and humiliating way, Zhao Zhen let out a heavy breath, and said joyfully, "Your Majesty, cough, it's only thanks to the help of the Imperial Master that we can suppress the arrogance of the Liao people." !"

"Your Majesty's absurd praise! The matter of being loyal to the emperor, although Xiaodao has not lived in the world for a long time, he is willing to contribute a little bit to protect the tens of millions of people in this world from being displaced."

Trying to maintain the elegance that a worldly expert should have, Song Ci replied neither humble nor overbearing.

The two brothers and sisters on the steps were addicted to the storybook, but the elders who were in a panic and didn't know what was going on couldn't help it. Taking advantage of the emperor's good mood, Prime Minister Wang, who was elected by all the officials, had to cough dryly and said: "Long live!" , the ministers and others are a little puzzled, please ask Long Live to answer some questions!"

"Oh, what do you want to say to the prime minister and your family?" Zhao Zhen asked with a smile.

With a national teacher stationed in Bianjing, the long-term peace and stability of the Zhao family is no longer a fantasy, and as his successor to rule thousands of miles, he may have to fulfill the long-cherished wish of the previous emperors ahead of schedule, how can he not be unhappy.

"Old minister, where does the Taoist priest next to your majesty come from, and why did your majesty call him the national teacher several times?" Prime Minister Wang raised his hand to cover the corner of his twitching mouth, and asked respectfully.

"The prime minister is talking about this celestial being next to me who looks like a celestial being?"

After Zhao Zhen pressed all the words of praise he could think of on the imperial sister, he said proudly: "This Daoist, Xiaoyaozi, was originally an expert who lived in seclusion in Penglai Xiandao overseas. The late emperor entrusted me to assist me, and I don’t want to be wronged by the Taoist priest, so I can be granted the post of national teacher.”

"Congratulations to Your Majesty for adding another good general. Now with the help of Taoist Priest Xiaoyaozi, our Great Song Dynasty is like a tiger with wings added, and there is no rival in the world!" Prime Minister Wang said sincerely.

Just look at the mysterious and profound Taoism of Tianyou Diji just now, as long as she is willing to help, do you still worry about the eternal inheritance of the Great Song Dynasty?

"Your Majesty, I have a book to play!"

At this festive moment when the civil and military officials of the court are all showing their faces, the Shangshu of the Ministry of War, who has no tacit understanding at all, frowned and said: "Your Majesty, it is easy to kill the enemy and difficult to defend against the enemy. In the future when the Liao envoys return, how can the Lord of Liao give up? When the cavalry clears the way and the army will overwhelm the border, what will His Majesty do to fight against the Khitan armored cavalry?"

There is still one thing he hasn't said yet, what if the Liao lord's imperial conquest came in person, and the emperor was called to sacrifice the banner with the national teacher?If you don't go down, blood will flow into rivers and people will die; if you go down easily, what dignity can you talk about in the majestic kingdom?

Reminiscent of the various difficult situations that are coming, the Minister of the Ministry of War can only stare at Xiaoyaozi who is still calm and calm, secretly thinking that the evil way is wronging the country.

"National teacher, do you have a countermeasure?" Zhao Zhen's heart sank, and then he looked at Yumei who didn't care.

"Why are you afraid of mere iron cavalry from the Liao Kingdom? You must know that human life is no match for the destiny!"

Facing the repeated questioning by the important ministers in the court, Song Ci smiled calmly: "Your Majesty, please be safe and don't be impatient. Wait for the small road to set up an altar to worship the heavens and ask for the protection of the emperor. Are you afraid that the Lord of Liao will make trouble!"

"I don't know when the method of offering sacrifices to the sky that the national teacher said will be done? If it has been delayed for a long time, I am afraid that the Liao people will invade the border if they can't wait." The Minister of the Ministry of War followed up and asked.

Song Ci gently broke off his fingers, "Tonight is a good day, and after dark, I will be able to go to the altar to practice."

"it is good!

Seeing Yumei's calm and fearless attitude, Zhao Zhen also smiled and said: "Everyone who loves you, please wait in the palace for a while, and witness the boundless magic power of the national teacher with me at night!"

"The minister leads the order!"

When the emperor spoke, all the ministers gathered in the waiting courtyard to rest for half a day, and then went to the square outside the Daqing Hall after having a full meal of the royal box lunch.

At this time, there was already a temporary three-story wooden building piled on top of the stone steps, and countless banners depicting mysterious totems were inserted in the joints of the wooden piles and rustled with the night wind.

Only about ten meters away from the altar is Zhao Zhen's imperial throne.

At this moment, he was leaning enthusiastically beside the square table filled with melons and fruit preserves, watching from time to time the altar that urgently needed the presence of its master.

Under the expectant eyes of all the adults and the emperor's brother, Song Ci, who was still wearing the Taoist robe during the day, walked slowly to the side of the footrest extending on the ground, "This thing is in the way, let's go to the altar by myself."

She waved her hand and released the airship that changed according to the style of the giant tower, and just stood on it lightly, like a sword fairy in ancient legends, she rose up with her sword, and in the blink of an eye, she threw the altar on the ground far under her feet.

"Ah! Ascension to heaven!"

Seeing such supernatural powers at first glance, all the officials all opened their mouths blankly and looked up at the master of the national teacher who was almost hidden among the dots of stars. Only Zhao Zhen and Bao Zheng, who were slightly prepared, managed to hold on. A calm look.

Song Ci, who was standing far away in the air, smiled faintly at the crowd below, and then raised her head to the sky and screamed. The moment she opened her mouth, clusters of bright fireworks that looked like heavenly fires first exploded around her, and were about to ignite again. At the end of time, it dragged its long colorful feathers and fell to the world.

The noisy square has long been silent, and everyone is quietly listening to this miracle, for fear that some noise will hinder the immortal.

Seeing that the people under his feet had calmed down like an old monk in meditation, Song Ci unhurriedly spit out two words amidst the fireworks: "Malay!"

Her voice is actually not loud enough, even with the double blessing effect of the voice changer and the speaker, it can't help but be covered by the explosion of fireworks.

But at this very moment, these two ordinary words really reached the ears of those present, like a war drum beating in their hearts, which cannot be ignored.

Against the last cluster of bright fireworks, Song Ci said softly in the direction of the Liao Kingdom again: "Cows come, sheep come too!"

The adults who were fortunate enough to listen to the prayer for the second time and were collectively flashed by the bluffing Taoist before couldn't help but staggered, "My lord, is it too childish for the national teacher to pray like this?!"

After making such a big battle for a long time, just to shout "Malays come, cows come, sheep come!", where can such a down-to-earth local dialect not be spoken?Isn't the national teacher really entertaining us?

Feeling the deep sorrow of the Qing family, Zhao Zhen, who felt that the gap was too great and could hardly accept the emperor's sister's nonsense, could only touch his nose and say with a dry smile: "If you are sincere, you will be wise! Compared with those random An incompetent person who puts together beautiful articles, this move of the national teacher is the orthodoxy of Taoism!"

After he had to rack his brains to say some comforting words, Song Ci, who fell back to the ground, calmly smiled and said, "Why are you so impatient, just wait until dawn, and everything will be clear!"

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Song Ci: A fine-grained princess, an awesome national teacher.

Get up early with a cup of coffee to refresh you~~

The following is the happy little theater

————The uneasy daily life of the Liao Kingdom.

In that distant place, there is a group of herdsmen who are having a tea party.

Liao Ren A: "I heard that the special envoy was turned into a pig by the hateful Song people!"

Liao Renyi: "I heard that the people of Song Dynasty will not pay the old coin this year!"

Liao Ren B: "I heard that all the war horses in the territory ran away overnight!"

Liao Rending: "...Ah, yo, ee, ee, ee, yo, cough!"