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878 May 27, ten years, sunny

The First Fleet of the Song Dynasty is now docked in the Gulf of Mexico. They arrived here after a year and three months of sailing. An accident occurred on the way because the hurricane was washed away. Fortunately, most of the fleet had returned to the team normally and the unfinished part was proven to return to the northern residence. Only one ship unfortunately sank due to the wind and waves, and more than 270 warriors fell to the sea forever.

When they arrived, they had some conflicts with the locals, but the conflict did not escalate because Mr. Han is now almost proficient in their local dialect, which shows that the communication between the two sides was relatively smooth after the purpose of the visit.

Now they are about to start a year to year and a half of residence here. The first batch of seeds have been transported back to the Song Dynasty in the spring. If there is no accident, the motherland has begun to breed.

The second batch of seeds is being screened because there are too many unseen foods in the local area, and they need a long time to identify and screen poisons.

Mr. Han actually had a very confused understanding of the natives in this place. Judging from their architecture, culture and poetry, this civilization has quite developed astronomical calendar, arithmetic and design capabilities, but they did not use wheels.

A farming nation without wheels and also has an ancient slavery and sacrificial system, which overturned Mr. Han's perception along the way. When scientific researchers conducted a comprehensive investigation, he conducted a very careful study of this civilization.

For such a group of similar people who look quite similar but have significantly higher levels of civilization, the local natives are also quite curious. Many of them actually bear the responsibility of scholars. Because Mr. Han speaks their language, these priests often invite Mr. Han to discuss.

The exchange between the two sides can be said to be much easier than expected at the highest difficulty. The Song Dynasty taught all kinds of technologies they did not have. They also handed over their hundreds of thousands of years of achievements to the Song Dynasty, exchanging the achievements of civilization with each other.

The accompanying technicians and scientific researchers were actually surprised by the achievements of their civilization, because they found that these natives without wheels could actually calculate the solar calendar to such an accurate level, not only astronomical calendars, but also seasons, soil, hacienda, species, etc. After Mr. Han's translation, these things seemed to them as treasures.

The natives were amazed at the advanced, smelting, forging, mechanical structure, etc. brought by these "brothers" directly filled their gaps.

Both sides are both derivatives of farming culture, and there is no pressure when communicating, because as long as you talk about food, everyone will have a common topic.

The fleet handed them over the seeds of major carbohydrate crops such as wheat, rice, and bananas to the local natives, and the natives kept exchanging them with local unique seeds.

Of course, in addition to this, there are a lot of gold transactions. For example, the natives found that these "brothers" who came from afar liked gold very much, and they felt that this thing was not as useful as those steel farm tools, so the trade between the two sides was still very frequent.

Until one day, another group of natives came from the south. They sneaked into the city-state of the local natives and captured two soldiers who transported goods from the Song Dynasty. When the big black bull caught up, they found that the heads of the two soldiers had been cut off as sacrifices for sacrifices.

From this day on, the fleet entered a state of war. They assisted the sudden clearance of the entire southern natives in a few months. The amazing combat power they showed in the battle surprised and even frightened the original natives. The strong enemies in the south were simply not worth mentioning in front of these distant "brothers". Even facing the strongest enemies in the south, they used less than four hundred people to break through the opponent's "king city".

After a series of battles, the fleet was finally recognized for their own people. Mr. Han can now even go to the royal palaces of the natives at will. Even the local native leaders tried to marry their daughter to Mr. Han, but Mr. Han refused.

However, the Big Black Bull was not picky at all, because of his bravery and strength, and the feat of easily fighting against the strongest warriors of the natives at the celebration, the native princess who should have married Mr. Han directly looked at him. Then Mr. Han thought the Big Black Bull was quite suitable, so he gave it to the leader as his son-in-law.

Because of this relationship, the cooperation between the two sides is closer, and Dahei Niu has tasted the sweetness of polygamy and is addicted to the land of gentleness all day long.

"Do you want to make some of the coach back? You can't tell me this native girl, she's quite excited."

On that day, Dahei Niu returned to the fleet camp from his home in the "King City" to report his work. During dinner, he talked to Mr. Han about the intermarriage: "And I think they look quite similar to us, and they love to be clean."

To be honest, Mr. Han never thought that these natives loved cleanliness. Before he was invited to their public bathroom, Mr. Han once thought they were scrubbing their bodies with mud and sand. It was not until he saw that they had a very delicate bathing pool that Mr. Han knew that these people not only like to take a bath, but also used shell powder and coarse salt to clean their mouths.

As for their appearance, Mr. Han believes that some of these natives look like the Jurchens in the north, but their skin is darker, and they have their own complete life rules.

They have almost no large livestock or weapons made of metal, and they don't even like the knives that other natives like, only have special emotions for those metal farmers.

This is very contradictory, because a civilization with living people sacrifices actually resists weapons...

As for why Big Hei Niu was so enthusiastic about saying that he wanted to mess with some girls for Song Beiyun, it was because his wife here was definitely a beauty by Mr. Han's standards, and her physique was much stronger than those fair ladies.

"I don't know whether to open intermarriage now." Mr. Han hesitated for a moment and said: "I don't know what consequences will be caused if intermarriage is opened."

"Open it! Why not?" Big Hei Niu patted his chest and promised: "The girls here are very good and can work hard to support. Why are they not much better than the delicate little girls in Jinling? And as soon as they get married, they are things from men."

"You." Mr. Han smiled helplessly: "Wait for this trip, I'll report to Lord Song. If he agrees, I'll do this."

"When is it time to return?"

"Maybe after August, according to locals, there will be strong winds on the sea every July and August."

"Well, I'm really homesick."

"You stay here."

The big black bull shuddered: "Mr. Han, no..."

"You must stay here. We finally had to communicate with them. There must be a bridge. Why don't you go back and report to Lord Song?"

"Forget it..." The big black bull's head shook like a rattle: "Then I'll stay here, and I'll give you a son next time I come."

"Hahahahaha..." Mr. Han slapped the big black bull's head: "By the way, I heard that your kid got a lot of benefits after marrying someone's princess? Hand it over."

"That's someone else's dowry... Is this going to be paid?"

"Ha, is the bride price you give to others the property of the fleet? Then this thing must be confiscated. I will find a way to give you something else." Mr. Han said with a smile: "Besides, if you don't hand it over, what should brothers think?"

"Well... you're right, I'll bring it to you tomorrow, but you can prepare some good things for me, otherwise Da Song will lose face."

"rest assured."

Although the big black bull was a little more reckless and a little sensible, because of his respect for Mr. Han, he brought his dowry the next day, a large box of various gems and gold jewelry.

When he handed these things to Mr. Han, his expression seemed to be dead.

However, Mr. Han did not disappoint him. He handed over eight cows, ten horses and more than twenty sheep with the fleet to the big black cow, and instructed: "Don't kill and eat meat, I will leave the things that are planted on the fleet for you, so you can raise them well."

The big black cow is just a reckless man but not a fool at all. Of course, he knows the importance of these big animals in an agricultural society.

At the beginning, the native leader was jealous of these big animals, but he even persuaded Mr. Han and refused to hand it over.

Now that he can hand over this thing to himself, there must be a deep meaning in it.

"You can do it yourself."

"Dissatisfied with Mr. Han, you said that these treasures can make me king here. Once the old man dies, I will be able to ascend the throne with these big animals."

Mr. Han smiled without saying a word. Big Hei Niu immediately understood when he saw his expression: "You are letting me ascend the throne?"

"No? Don't return it to me."

"If you want it, who can't let this thing go?" The big black bull happily took the man and led the big beast back.

The moment he brought these animals into the native city, he immediately became the focus of the audience. Even the native king came out to see these treasures in person. When he saw that it was his son-in-law, his already old face was wrinkled like a cosmos on the spot.

At the same time, Zhao Xing received an invitation from the Emperor of Liao to worship his ancestors. He was so idle that he was scratching his head and was almost harmed by him within a radius of 100 miles. This sudden invitation made Zhao Xing happy like a five-and-a-half-year-old child.

Without further ado, he called the assistant Emperor Wanyan as soon as he got the news, and then a large group of people set off for Mount Tai in a mighty manner.

As for the Buddha Baonu, he was curiously looking at the process of worshiping the heavens revised by the Ministry of Rites. She didn't quite understand why it was Fengshan on her head, and it was Fengshan on Zhao Xing's head. Logically speaking, the people of the Ministry of Rites were thinking about these all day long and would not make such a low-end mistake.

"I don't know, it was the last revision made by Mr. Song."

"You are the Minister of Rites of Liao Kingdom. You asked a minister of Song Kingdom to examine such a big deal for you? Don't you take me seriously?"

"His Majesty……"

"Okay, why are you doing something to make things difficult for me? Lord Guo cultivated me because he was afraid of touching the taboos of the Song Dynasty." Song Beiyun sat next to him and said, "You are the Emperor of the Liao Dynasty, and Zhao Xing is the Emperor of the Song Dynasty. He is not under the control of heaven. He comes to Mount Tai to worship his ancestors, and you will play your own things."

"The Emperor of Humanity or the Emperor?" Fo Baonu turned his head and looked at the Minister of Rites: "You should understand, right?"

"One... is as big as it is."

"Oh, then it's all right."

Fo Baonu nodded and looked at Song Beiyun and said, "What? Are you not afraid of Zhao Xing coming, so I will detain him directly?"

"You deduct it." Song Beiyun was too lazy to talk nonsense to her: "After you deduct it, the first thing Song Dynasty did was to abolish the imperial system, and then the whole people would fight you, Liao Kingdom, and your life was worse than death. You deduct it."

"Abolish the imperial system?"

"Yes, Zhao Xing himself decided that if an emperor is captured and killed in battle, the first thing the cabinet center does is to abolish the imperial system and convert it into a temporary cabinet system."

As soon as these words were said, even Fo Baonu was shocked by Zhao Xing's courage: "How dare he..."

"Zhao Xing is definitely the most courageous emperor in history. Don't look at his carelessness." Song Beiyun smiled and said, "Putting aside his exaggerated appearance, he is the one who helped Song get rid of poverty and weakness in the core."

"Why not you?"

"I'm just an assistant. If I were your subordinate, I would have been killed for many years now."

Fo Baonu was speechless for a moment and had nothing to say. But thinking about it, it was only twenty years ago that the Jin Kingdom defeated the Liao Kingdom to the Central Plains, and the Liao Kingdom defeated the Song Kingdom across the Yangtze River. Now the strongest Jin Kingdom no longer existed, and the Song Kingdom, which could be stepped on by anyone, has become a hegemon.

The Liao Kingdom, the ten thousand-year-old second, is somewhat embarrassed.

"Then let me ask you, what should I do if I talk about unification with Zhao Xing?"

"That's your business. Zhao Xing's auxiliary monarchy is not bad, but I tell you that the emperor of Song is no longer a lifetime. He will abdicate when the time comes. Can you do it?"

"Then what's wrong? The world is for my son."

Song Beiyun raised his eyes and glanced at Fo Baonu: "What if it wasn't for his son."

Fo Baonu was silent for a moment and asked back, "Can Zhao Xing not give the throne to the crown prince?"

"Haha..." Song Beiyun laughed dryly. Although he didn't know how to answer this thing that had not happened yet, Zhao Xing really could. He had no idea of ​​descendants. He thought about the stars and seas all day long. If he didn't give it to his son, he wouldn't give it to his son. As long as he could give him a boat, everything would be fine. If he really agreed to lead the fleet to sea, he would definitely agree on the spot.

"I won't say this anymore, I'll be the same thing. When you talk about you, I'm just a minister and I don't have the right to interrupt."

"You fart! Song Beiyun, don't fart me like this. I understand now. Whatever Song and Liao Kingdom is the final word for you, Beiyun. Otherwise, don't just ask for the Liao Kingdom Song Kingdom. Just take it down and make it a Beiyun Kingdom."

"What nonsense?" Song Beiyun frowned: "Why are you talking nonsense all day long?"

"snort."

"Okay, don't be angry. Am I trying to figure out a way? At worst, Song and Liao will start to expand to the outside world." Song Beiyun pointed to the map on the wall: "Expand the territory! We are going to start taking another path that I have not imagined."

"Can you unify yourself by expanding your territory?"

"Try it. Anyway, if it doesn't work, I won't know it when I close my eyes. After all, I'll put my ability here. If I can't do it, there's really no way. There will always be capable people in my descendants, and I hope it can be resolved peacefully as much as possible."

"Why do you always think about a peaceful solution?"

"Aren't you nonsense? How to solve the problem of unpeaceful resolution? Are you the Northeastern people killing all Jiangsu people in Anhui or Jiangsu people to clean up your Northeastern people? What are you counting on? The Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period? It's divided into seven? Say nonsense that can't be fooled."
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