Eat raw meat and drink blood, that is what a savage man does. The noble and elegant envoy of the Song Dynasty would never make such a mistake. Zhao Zongjing wanted to break out, and Wang Ning'an looked around and suddenly grinned.

He stood up and walked to the back of his seat. There was a row of lanterns that took away the plain yarn lampshade and exposed a candle as thick as an arm. On the lower half of the candle, the words Tianji Workshop were printed. Yes, this is the whale oil candle produced in Pingxian.

It has to be said that the Chineseization of the Liao Kingdom has reached a point, and they have used it here just one or two years ago.

Wang Ning'an looked at it for a while, smiled and pulled down the candle, took it to the table, and after putting it in place, he nailed both ends of the meat strips with a dagger, placed the meat strips on the candlelight, and roasted them.

Seeing this scene, all the nobles of the Liao Kingdom almost jumped up and beat people.

Wang Ning'an didn't care, "This is called doing it yourself, having enough food and clothing, and getting me some spices and green salt. The huge Liao Kingdom wouldn't even understand these rules, right?"

Seeing Wang Ning'an's method, Zhao Zongjing was happy. He turned around and got two candles. He also roasted them with relish. While roasting, he also said: "Mr. Wang, this meat is called cucumber strips. It is extremely tender and can be eaten raw!"

Pooh!

You can eat it raw but you don’t!

If these two guys were left alone, all the nobles of the Liao Kingdom were both embarrassed and angry, and they didn't know how to deal with it. When it comes to bickering, they were not the opponent of Wang Ning'an. If they wanted to do something, the other party had a noble status and did not dare to do anything without the orders above.

The whale oil candles have sufficient flames, and in just a short time, the beef has been cooked by 60 to 70%.

Wang Ning'an was about to cut it into small pieces and taste the taste, but finally someone couldn't help it. A young man in a bright yellow dragon robe rushed in from the corner gate next to him. He rushed to Wang Ning'an angrily, glared at him, and said, "Is the Song Envoy so frivolous, bullying me, the Liao Dynasty's no one?"

Wang Ning'an quickly judged that this was the crown prince Yelu Hongji.

Wang Ning'an put the meat strips in his hand on the tray and smiled and said, "Your Highness, you are the ones who are rude. Inviting guests, is this your way to treat guests?"

Yelu Hongji glared at his eyes, "My Liao warriors are fearless, and mere raw meat is our favorite!"

"Okay! Since Your Highness the Crown Prince said, please bring a few more cows. Everyone here will be divided into one. If everyone can eat it, we will naturally accompany you. If... hehe, don't do to others what you do not want others to do to you, please forgive me!"

"this!"

He asked Yelu Hongji in one sentence. In short, the prince had long been infected with the habits of the Song people. He was very particular about eating fine meat and fine meat. There were dozens of chefs alone. It was definitely a difficult task to let him eat raw meat.

Seeing Yelu Hongji not speaking, Wang Ning'an laughed, "Your Highness, I just used candlelight to barbecue. This candle is the whale oil candle produced in Pingxian County. It has sufficient flames, brightness, few fireworks, and a faint fragrance. It is a fine product among candles. In my opinion, this candle and beef are like our Song and Liao countries."

"How do you say it?" Yelu Hongji said angrily.

"It's very simple. If you combine it, you will benefit from it. If you divide it, you will harm it!" Wang Ning'an said emotionally: "This time we traveled thousands of miles to the Liao Kingdom and brought generous orders. We are sincere. There are many knowledgeable people in your country, and they are very clear about the benefits of trade. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince shoulders the future of Liao Kingdom, and should be very clear about the pros and cons of people's livelihood and the hardship of the people. It is natural for both sides to communicate with each other and each take their needs. Liao Kingdom is full and warm, and the Song Dynasty is rich. Why can't the Crown Prince understand such a good thing?"

Zhao Zongjing gave Wang Ning'an's acting skills 101 points. His tone and expression were full of compassion, as if he was really worried and laborious for peace between the two countries.

Wang Ning'an is the number one person who can tell lies with his eyes and be reasonable.

Yelu Hongji is young and has no experience. After all, he is not sure what to say by Wang Ning'an.

"You Song people are cunning and full of lies, I don't believe it!"

"Your Highness the Prince, we can sign a contract. If the Song Dynasty cannot fulfill its promise, the cavalry of the Liao Kingdom is in your hands and can send troops south. Trust is from both sides. We also face domestic pressure. Although the Liao Kingdom's products are abundant, they are not necessary for the Song Dynasty. If the trade channels are really banned, it will be unfavorable to whom? Your Highness the Prince knows best. Over the years, you have repeatedly proposed to expand the scale of the deliberation. Why did the Song Dynasty really take over, but you retreat? Could it be that the Liao Kingdom is afraid that the Song Dynasty will not succeed?"

"Just, I, a million soldiers in Liao, are invincible in the world, how could I be afraid of you!" Yelu Hongji said proudly.

Zhao Zongjing also stood up at this time, "Since you are not afraid, why don't you dare to start a trade?"

"this?"

Yelu Hongji was asked again. He was not good at speaking and his face turned red. He looked back and saw that the nobles he found were the most conservative people, and he couldn't even explain Chinese clearly, and he couldn't argue for him.

In desperation, Yelu Hongji shouted: "Mr. Mousavi, please come out!"

Wang Ning'an was stunned. Suddenly, a tall and thin old man walked out, wearing a black robe, a high nose, green eyes, and a thick beard. He turned out to be a barbarian!

Wang Ning'an was shocked and thought to himself, what the hell is this!

The old man was elegant and elegant. He came to Yelu Hongji and bowed deeply.

"His Royal Highness, your servant Musavi is polite."

Yelu Hongji nodded and said to Wang Ning'an: "Song envoy, this scholar from Persia is named Mousavi. It was him who exposed your trick!"

Wang Ning'an smiled calmly, "My actions are open and upright, not a trick!"

Musavi actually nodded in agreement, and he smiled and said, "Enter Song said that his actions were right. His actions were indeed upright and bright. No matter how great a person was, he could not hide his shadow. Eunuch Song hid his despicable and sinister intentions under his gorgeous coat, confusing those who were not strong-minded and confused."

Yelu Hongji said solemnly: "Sir, please make clear?"

"Your Highness, Mousavi was born in Persia, which was a place of war. Countless great kings were born from there. Many people were like meteors in the sky. In a flash, only the emperors who were as smart as the sea and as tough as the mountain could dominate the world and build an eternal empire. Those failed kings all believed in the bewitching of treacherous people, indulged in the middle of exquisite goods, gorgeous women, and extravagant enjoyment... These evil things made the iron-like arms soft, the rock-like heart shattered, and no longer had the courage to rule the world and the ambition to conquer the world!"

"them!"

Mousavi suddenly pointed at Wang Ning'an and said loudly: "They are thieves who are ill-intentioned. They use their wealth to corrupt His Highness's ambitions and destroy His Highness's kingdom! They are the most terrifying poisonous snakes and the most cunning devils... They wrap their ambitions layer by layer, and try to deceive the wise Your Highness. Never be fooled by them, otherwise the empire made of copper and iron will collapse, and the great king will disappear quickly like a meteor..."

"Don't say it again!"

Yelu Hongji suddenly shouted loudly: "You understand! Don't want to deceive me. Your so-called business cooperation is to destroy the foundation of the Liao Kingdom, and I will never agree!"

Surprised, very surprised!

Wang Ning'an never expected that a guy from Persia would make his plan clear. Yes, that's what he planned.

It’s really a foreign monk who can recite scriptures and has a vicious vision.

Suddenly, Zhao Zongjing was shocked and thought to himself that he would not be overwhelmed by his good plans, right?

Wang Ning'an looked as usual and smiled, "Your Highness, since you believe in the words of a Hu man, then I have nothing to say, so I will say goodbye."

After saying that, Wang Ning'an walked outside, and Zhao Zongjing hurriedly followed. Yelu Hongji grabbed the hilt of the knife, but did not pull it out, watching them leave.

...

"I said, Lord Wang, what should I do?" Zhao Zongjing said worriedly.

Wang Ning'an smiled bitterly, "What else can I do? Just wait!"

"Wait?" Zhao Zongjing changed his face and said, "They have exposed your plan, are you waiting for the Liao people to kill you?"

Wang Ning'an still kept calm, "They want to do it, they have already done it. I really want to see how many things Yelu Hongji has done!"

In the next few days, Wang Ning'an's camp completely calmed down, and no one from the nobles of the Liao Kingdom came. They were guarded by warriors and were not allowed to go out. Fortunately, people still sent food and drinking water every day so they would not starve to death.

But they knew nothing about the outside world, as if they were being locked in a cage.

In just a few days, Zhao Zongjing was so worried that the corners of his mouth were blisters, unable to eat or sleep, and he quickly lost a lot of weight.

Wang Ning'an couldn't see anything. He ate as usual every day. In his spare time, he asked Yang Xi to accompany him to practice martial arts. Sometimes he called Su Baniang to recite poems and essays. Wang Ning'an had long vowed not to write poetry, but there was still inventory in his stomach. He began to write songs such as "The West Chamber", "The Peony Pavilion", and "The Palace of Eternal Life".

Su Baniang was extremely talented and could help modify the inappropriate points, consider the singing style, modify the words and sentences, and have a lot of fun playing, completely forgetting where they were.

Zhao Zongjing was speechless and lamented: "Mr. Wang, can you be more careful?"

This little prince was like the one who was fished out from the pile of bitter water, and was filled with desolation and despair from head to toe. Wang Ning'an suddenly laughed.

"I said, "There is no news, it's the best news. You won't even understand this, right?"

Zhao Zongjing shook his head blankly.

Su Baniang couldn't help but smile, "Prince, there is no news to prove that some differences in Liao are serious, and there is a stalemate between support and opposition. At this time, we just need to wait for the opportunity, and it is useless to be anxious."

While talking, Wu Shicheng suddenly came with someone. He was wearing the clothes of a soldier. When he got closer, Wang Ning'an recognized that it was Yelu Renxian.
Chapter completed!