The three-party peace talks that were expected by everyone finally came to an end in the last sunshine of Mid-Autumn Festival.

On the evening of the negotiations, the details of the terms were revealed. The teahouse in Yanjing was full of people. Some of them were literate and some were illiterate, but they all came to listen to the fun.

After nightfall, I heard the awkward wood in the hand of the storyteller behind the desk in front of me snapping, and his mouth opened: "My husbands, I won't talk about the grievances between the Liao and Song dynasties and the Jin tent country."

There was a burst of cheers from the audience, and the storyteller took a sip of water and started speaking.

If you want to talk about the matter between countries, you really need to have some jokes in it, otherwise it would be extremely boring, but if you talk about this joke, you will be unheard of.

But no matter how hard you can't listen, these people should not expect them to analyze the international situation. Just listen happily and listen lively. Anyway, the terms and content are clear and clear.

"By the way, the barbarian refused in every possible way and planned to use force. But when the Grandmaster Song pulled out his spear, there was a little cold light, and the tip of the spear was pointed at the barbarian's eyebrows. The general was hanging there. If the barbarian had more points, he would lose his life. If the less points, he would lose his domineering point.

Speaking of this, the storyteller paused and picked up the water cup to drink water. The audience was so angry that they asked him to continue.

The storyteller slowly wiped his sweat with a towel before continuing, saying, "I saw that Song Dashuai held a gun in one hand and pressed it against the barbarian's eyebrows, and said softly, "What a thief, don't open your eyes to see who it is. The two holes in your nose are probably for breathing!"

The audience applauded and threw the rewards up.

And in front of a stage on the left, a man who was obviously dressed as a man was smiling at the Qiaocai Lang beside him.

"Whatever you laugh at is what you laugh at."

"Laughing at you a little cold light, then the gun comes out like a dragon." Miaoyan chuckled, but it was very abrupt in this noisy teahouse: "How is it? Brother Gongming, is it another hero, are you happy?"

Xiao Songkan was too lazy to pay attention to this guy when he ate melon seeds. After all, if anyone in the world would dare to tease him like this, it would be a wonderful statement.

"Okay, okay, you just asked about the concept of high-dimensional creatures. I thought about it carefully. This is probably the case." Miaoyan smiled and chatted with Xiao Song about family matters: "If we were characters living in a novel, high-dimensional creatures were the author and readers of this novel. They could tell us the day we met on the pleasure boat that you would sleep with me in Chapter 621, and you would come and make me hurt, regardless of whether my favorability is full or not. For them, they just searched for the directory slightly, and for us, they were prophets, because they were not limited by time and could read any information on this line."

"I understand this way, just like when we suddenly see the four words "high energy" in front of us when we look at the barrage. It is easy for us to understand, but if we are the characters in the play, the four words "high energy" in front of us are high-dimensional biological information, right?"

"Smart." Miaoyan nodded: "It's theoretically."

Xiao Song was silent at this time: "Aren't you still playing with that favorability?"

"Yes, your favorability is -50, and it's almost zero." Miaoyan said seriously: "If you don't touch your head and hug me, I'll be sick and dying."

"Hey! What kind of game is your plot? What kind of cultivation game are you playing?"

"Isn't it all like this?" Miaoyan's eyes rolled a few times: "Anyway, the feeling is declining, you can do it."

Just as they were talking about content that only the two of them could understand in this world, the gavel on the stage rang again. The storyteller began to say the terms, but it was quite strange to say it from him, so Miaoyan asked Xiao Song to repeat it.

"Actually, the agreement between Song and Liao on grassland was basically 55, but the Liao Kingdom took the hard one, while the Song Kingdom took the soft one. It sounded like Liao Kingdom took the advantage, but in fact the advantage of Song was the biggest." Xiao Song took a sip of tea and said, "Song and Liao Kingdom divided one third of the territory of the grassland. Now... Well, Song ate the area from Ordos to Baotou, and Liao Kingdom ate the area from Ulanqab to Hohhot."

Miaoyan chuckled: "You are so calculating. You have to take all the coal-producing places. The ones I have taken in Liaoguo are all the tertiary industry zones."

"Zhangjiakou has been given to Liao Kingdom. That place is your northern gateway, what else do you want?"

"What do I want? I want all the three northeastern provinces."

"Okay, you can give it to all three eastern provinces, but you, Liao Kingdom, have to retreat the border outside the pass, and you will get eight hundred miles northeast, and you will retreat to eight hundred miles in the Central Plains."

"What a trick, in the end you can use the economy to eat my Northeast." Miaoyan pouted and looked unhappy: "What do you think of me Northeast?"

Xiao Song looked at Miaoyan in surprise, and Miaoyan gave him a blank look: "What are you looking at?"

"A beautiful girl, her mouth smells like corn." Xiao Song also chuckled: "Okay, I won't discuss this matter. If you don't harm your hometown, it's all done."

"What do you say about war compensation?"

Xiao Song was silent for a while: "The Liao Kingdom received the war compensation. I don't know what kind of shit the Northern Privy Council of the Liao Kingdom is like. It's really... I have to be a slave laborer, but I can't stop him."

"I will deal with them." Miaoyan raised his eyebrows and said, "What about Da Song?"

"Song State gave up war compensation, but every year it needs to provide two thousand good-bred horses, one thousand male and female. The Song State will send 3,000 people to learn animal husbandry every year. In exchange, the Song State will find a way to plant crops on the grassland. After success, all the seeds and technology will be handed over to the Golden Horde for free. There is no tariff on imports and exports between the two countries, and they are the most favorable national treatment for each other." Xiao Song was silent for a moment, and then suddenly laughed: "The grassland needs to select 10,000 people to go to Song State for job training every year, including skill training and cultural learning."

"You..." Miaoyan was stunned: "You are snatching bamboo shoots!"

She finally knew why Song Gou suddenly laughed. It seems that there is nothing to outsiders, and it also conforms to the character set by Song State, which is a setting such as being generous and kind. But this is really not a kindness, and even Song Beiyun did nothing about it.

Everyone knows that Han civilization is almost one of the most powerful civilizations assimilation capabilities. The reason is actually very simple, and life is comfortable.

Apart from perverts and ascetics, there are probably no one in the world who enjoys torture themselves. Without such civilization, there is naturally no such thing. The matter of Song Gou is tantamount to exchanging personnel between the two sides. People from Song State sent to the grassland, and people from the grassland sent to the Song Dynasty.

Don’t worry about the people of Song State betrayal, because who will betray the worse place without any trouble? The people of the grassland have been in the luxury Song State for a long time, and there are still a few who are willing to go back to build their hometown. In the end, the people who helped the grassland build their hometown are all from Song State.

When they get married again, their descendants will have endless yearning for the prosperity of the Song Dynasty. When they get old, they will find ways to settle down and study in places like Chang'an and Jinling. Only then will they have to go back to that bitter and cold place to live a hard life.

Moreover, it is technical exchange, and technical exchange must be at least language communication. There are now seventeen languages ​​and texts on the grassland, and there are not yet books and carriages and tracks like Song, Liao and Jin Dynasties. Of course, they are in Chinese for convenience.

Hehe...Brother, I can't come back if I use Chinese.

Two generations later, there were a group of Mongolian children on the grassland who were learning that "the gentleman has three fees, and the food is not included. The gentleman has three music, and the bells, chimes and zithers are not included..."

This is breaking the roots for others. This cannot be called a soft knife kill, because there is no killing at all. This is to "drag nationalism to the right direction" and play a complete Chinese version.

"Also, you may not know. I plan to promote a new round of Hufu riding and shooting in Song State." Xiao Song touched his chin: "It is difficult to accept Hanfu on the grassland because they have to work and Hanfu is not suitable for riding horses, but it is not difficult to let the Song Dynasty accept their customs. Everyone should be a trend and follow it up."

"Aren't you afraid of being told..." Miaoyan frowned: "Does it be a cultural invasion?"

"Cultural invasion? What culture? China is also China. Those who entered China and those who entered barbarians have only been separated from the primitive society for many years. It has been more than 4,000 years here. We can eat a Nadamu. What can we do if a gentleman adds a Boke or Bailedhu after the Six Arts?" Xiao Song smiled and knocked on the table: "This is cultural confidence. You think this is the reason."

Miaoyan was silent for a while: "You try it first and see what people in the cultural field say."

"What do you say?" Xiao Song drew a circle on the table: "What do they have to refute? Then let's debate. The hundred schools of thought agreed. This is a rare turning point. But the Liao Kingdom may be in trouble."

"Haha, Song Beiyun, you underestimate the heroes in the world." Miaoyan poked his chest: "I can deal with it naturally, and there is still."

"Um?"

"Quick up the 50-point favorability that fell, otherwise you will be ignored."

"How to do that, please give me some tips."

"I haven't thought about it yet. Today I'll go back and think about it, but don't expect to misunderstand it. You use strong things. I've long said that you can't use strong things."

"You reasoned, you couldn't even wish..."

"You reason with women!"

Xiao Song sighed: "Okay, okay..."

After explaining the entire negotiation process to Miaoyan, Xiao Song also returned to the resting place, but he didn't expect that Si was waiting for him at the door. Si was already covered in dew, and the time seemed to be long.
Chapter completed!