On the turbid Yellow River bank, a group of people in ragged clothes and hair were walking slowly on wooden boards. They were walking very slowly because they were still wearing shackles on their feet. These people were prisoners sent by nearby prefectures and counties.

A prisoner raised his head, and the wind blew away the messy hair on his forehead. He squinted his eyes and saw a long floating bridge on the river extending to the opposite bank.

"Go quickly!" The official supervisor wearing a high hat and soap boots on the roadside urged, lifting the wooden stick in his hand and pretending to beat him. The prisoners hurriedly lowered their heads and stepped up a few more steps with difficulty.

Soon, the supervisor stopped staring at the prisoners and turned his head to look south. The prisoners were also very curious and took the opportunity to turn their heads to see.

The Chanzhou city tower stands deep in sight, and it is nothing strange. It has always been on the south bank of the Yellow River. However, on the post road in the northern city of Chanzhou, the cloudy flags and carriages attracted everyone to watch, and there seemed to be many people outside the city gate.

...The yarn rope-woven curtain on a large carriage was lifted up in a corner, and Fu Jinzhan also looked at the floating bridge on the Yellow River from afar. She just glanced at it and let go of the curtain. Fu Jinzhan's shoulders were straight, his demeanor was dignified, and his face was very light.

There were two women sitting opposite her, facing the opposite direction of the carriage. They were Du and Zhang. There were some civil servants outside the carriage, as well as the general Du Chenggui, who was the younger brother of Du and the commander of the inner palace.

Soon the carriage became noisy outside, and someone shouted: "The Grand Queen is lucky to Chanzhou, and all the officials and people in Chanzhou are honored. I welcome the Queen's visit..."

Then there was a civil servant's answer, and the person who came forward seemed to be the Privy Councilor Wang Pu. Fu Jinzhan sat in the car and ignored him at all.

Du said carefully: "The Central Plains and the Liao Kingdom have fought for so many years, and this time they really need to negotiate peace?"

Fu Jinzhan opened her red lips lightly and immediately corrected: "The Liao Kingdom is seeking peace, not discussing peace."

"Yes, yes." Du said hurriedly.

Zhang also echoed: "The army of Daxu is approaching and breaking through Jinzhou. At this time, Liao Kingdom wants to discuss, but what is it not to seek peace?" Zhang paused and said, "Are the official family coming to Chanzhou soon?"

As soon as he spoke, he saw a teasing smile on Du's face. Zhang suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Fu Jinzhan's eyes were bright, and she saw the subtle expressions of the two of them. She felt a little unhappy, but she soon felt relieved.

Everything now may not be so perfect, but Fu Jinzhan accepted it... Guo Shao's existence can make the country's atmosphere strong and stable inside and outside. Even if Fu Jinzhan sometimes tastes jealous, she also gets more joy.

After Guo Shao's health improved, no one dared to threaten Jinzhan, including the powerful foreign invader Liao Kingdom! Fu Jinzhan felt extremely safe when she thought of him.

Zhang secretly glanced at the opposite Jinzhang with some fear, looked left and said, "The official accepted the Liao Kingdom's peace, why did he choose the south bank of the Yellow River? Is there anything special about Chanzhou?"

Du took over and said, "I don't know either."

Fu Jinzhan said nothing, and she didn't know what was special about Chanzhou.

...A few days later, Guo Shao led a group of cavalry to the Yellow River, and the pontoon bridge had been repaired. He rode his horse across the Yellow River and saw a large group of people on the south bank stopping there to greet him.

At this time, Fu Jinzhan walked down from a carriage and looked over from a distance.

Guo Shao gently kicked the stirrup of the black horse, and the horse ran forward briskly. "Wow!" Guo Shao strangled the horse in advance and let it stop slowly.

Fu Jinzhan looked at him happily, but she still maintained her etiquette. She immediately hugged her jade hand in front of her abdomen, bent her knees and squatted downwards, and said, "I would like to welcome the official family and wish the official family the victory to return."

At this time, the civil and military officials around them clasped their fists and said, "I welcome Your Majesty, Your Majesty will live forever!"

Guo Shao strode forward, but saw Fu Jinzhan wearing a wide dress, but the lining was flat collar, the skin on his collarbone was white and smooth, his round face, red lips and white teeth, and his posture was dignified and elegant, and his happy expression was slightly shy. Guo Shao suddenly felt the blood flowing, and his whole body was full of energy to be able to control the ten women of Ye Yu, just like a person who had been hungry all day sitting at the dining table, always feeling that he could eat the whole table of dishes.

He stretched out his dirty big hand, grabbed the golden cup with Rouyi, who really grabbed the golden cup, and then said to everyone: "Let's just go."

Guo Shao abandoned his horse and carriage with Jinzhan. A large group of ceremonial guards and people rushed toward the city of Chanzhou. Chanzhou is one of the countless cities on the south bank of the Yellow River, and it was particularly lively at this time. The drums sounded on the city tower, and the people watched the road, and some people loudly read the achievements of the emperor's personal expedition on the city tower.

In the midst of noisy, Guo Shao did not show up. He sat in the carriage, only interested in the jinzhan, and looked at every line of her up and down.

"Anyway, I've known it for a long time. When I see my clothes, I can think of what it looks like under the clothes. Is there a lot of expectations?" Jinzhan looked at him with a smile.

Guo Shao went on the battle for many days, and followed her words and couldn't control himself, so he put his hand on his knee on his skirt. Unexpectedly, Fu Jinzhan held his hand and smiled with a red face, "At least tens of thousands of people outside, and they will all get off the bus later. Don't lose your manners."

"I listen to Jinzhang, bear it anymore." Guo Shao had no choice but to say.

Jinzhan couldn't help asking: "Your Majesty is discussing peace with the Liao Kingdom, why don't you choose Hebei nearby and come to Chanzhou?"

Guo Shao smiled and said, "If we were in Hebei, we wouldn't have met so soon."

Jinzhan glared at him and said, "I'm serious and a little curious."

Guo Shao pondered for a moment and said, "This peace talks are a big deal, it must be a historic sign event... and it will definitely be famous in history! In order to make this matter catchy, it is worth it to be a little troublesome."

"Zhenzhou Alliance?" Jinzhang said in a soothing and nice voice, which made it a little catchy.

But Guo Shao still felt that it was not easy enough, so he shook his head slightly and said, "There is an ancient lake in the east of Chanzhou City, named Chanyuan. Therefore, this peace talks can be called the 'Chanyuan Alliance'."

"The Alliance of Chanyuan..." Jinzhang read it and smiled, "Your Majesty always has wonderful ideas, and sometimes he is as stubborn as a young man."

Guo Shao smiled and said, "My body is like a teenager, just try the jinkangs to tell."

He quickly said nonsense to divert the attention of Jinzhan, otherwise he would not be able to explain clearly. Why should the name be used as a not-famous ancient lake called "Zhenyuan Alliance"? There are many names that are easy to talk about.

After hearing this, Fu Jinzhan's face turned into two red clouds, and her breathing seemed to be a little heavier than before.

...

On the Hebei Plain, another team of people heading towards Chanzhou were also rushing.

On both sides of the post road, large areas of crops are lush and lush. After the Hebei Plain was not raided, it seemed that every inch of land was planted with grain. There were a few fireworks floating in the field, which were smoke boiling "cooked manure" with charcoal (coal) or firewood.

The farmer wearing a straw hat stood up from time to time, holding a sickle in his hand and watching the soldiers wearing armored and sharp horses on the post road vigilantly. Hebei first decided, and the people here were still nervous when they saw armored soldiers; they were not like the households in the Central Plains, who would only watch the fun when they encountered such a situation.

In front of the people, Dong Zunhui was swaying on his horse, and the flag bearer beside him was holding the Hu Ben Army flag. Behind him, a group of cavalry wearing armor and a team of Khitans riding horses. Those who were in the cavalry brigade were the Daliao delegation.

One of the commanders and three deputy commanders were all sitting in the carriage.

Among the deputy envoys was Yang Gun. Yang Gun was very silent, but he was very calm. The atmosphere in the car was dull, and the chief and deputy envoys did not rush to discuss countermeasures; because Xiao Siwen almost didn't say anything since he left the tent.

Xiao Siwen sat in the car, closed his eyes, and his body shook along the bumps of the carriage, as if he was asleep. But his eyes were heavier than usual, and he obviously hadn't had a good sleep for several days.

In the Daliao, although there were many Khitans who were unwilling to negotiate with the southerners, it was useless. Yelu Xizhen and other one party's national policy proposals were determined. Yelu Xizhen also convinced most nobles because compared to Xu Guo, the plot of the Jurchens was arrogant and abused the Khitans, and the killing of the Khitans made people more angry. Goryeo took advantage of the situation and robbed the Daliao nobles, which made them angry... This kind of thinking was like being beaten by a tall and strong person and being beaten up by a person he looked down upon would be furious!

Xiao Siwen could no longer control the national policy, so he had no choice to send his enemies to the door of his enemies on this trip. If he didn't come, would Yelu Xizhen come in person?

"Will the people of Xu ask the Liao to surrender?" A deputy envoy finally spoke.

Another deputy envoy immediately said, "What else can you talk about? Since the founding of Taizu of the Great Liao Dynasty, only other tribes have surrendered to others. When will they surrender to others? If they make such unreasonable requests that the Great Liao Dynasty will be humiliated, we will refuse immediately!"

Xiao Siwen opened his eyes and said, "A peace agreement under the threat of the enemy's army is simply an alliance under the city. At this time, peace agreement is humiliating itself."

The two deputy envoys who had just spoken changed their tone and said one after another, "The meaning of the Privy Council envoy in the North Court, I should try my best to reach a peace agreement when I come here."

Xiao Siwen said: "Then we have to see what the conditions are."

Speaking of this, Xiao Siwen observed Yang Gun without hesitation. Yang Gun was also one of the deputy envoys, but did not express his opinion.

"Deputy Envoy Yang?" Xiao Siwen looked at him.

Yang Gun immediately made a respectful attitude and said, "Duke Xiao is the envoy, and it is still the one who is Xiao in charge of this matter. However... the Privy Council envoy of the Northern Court believed that competing with Xu State was not the way to Changzhi. At this time, the Liao Dynasty was in trouble with internal and external affairs, so he had to make a decisive decision."

After hearing this, Xiao Siwen suddenly realized: "Good birds choose trees to live in. Deputy Envoy Yang is also quite talented. Being appreciated by the Privy Councilor is also of great benefit to the Great Liao."

Yang Gun casually said: "The Privy Councilor and Duke Xiao were officials in the same dynasty, and were not outsiders."
Chapter completed!