Zhao Jiu began to tie the golden belt around his body, while Lu Benzhong continued to explain.
It turns out that the Jinda tribe was originally a large tribe of Yokoyama, but its tribe gradually became famous throughout the world and gradually stood out, all thanks to two people.
One of them was the military supervisor of Hengshan in Western Xia during the reign of Emperor Shenzong, named Renduoweiding. He was a cunning man and fought many battles with the Song Dynasty. He was mostly the one who planned for the Song Dynasty and took the initiative to attack the Song Dynasty. But as the saying goes, those who are good at swimming drown, and those who are good at attacking die in battle. During one of his last attacks on Huanqing Road, he was blocked by the Song army and died without a burial place.
But even so, after decades of efforts, this man finally made the Jinda tribe stand out and become the representative tribe of the Yokoyama tribe.
Hearing this, Zhao Jiu, who was wearing a golden belt, finally smiled and said, "I understand. Emperor Shenzong was the main warlord against Xixia, and this man was the military supervisor of Xixia's most important Hengshan front, so his reputation must have been mentioned a lot in the Imperial Song Dynasty... Not to mention, half of the literary talent of this dynasty was during Emperor Shenzong's reign, and there were many celebrities, so the things that happened at that time were inevitably mentioned a lot, and he became famous as well."
"That's exactly the reason." Lu Benzhong also relaxed and said.
"As for the other person, it should be this Renduo Baozhong." Zhao Jiu finished dressing and stood in the distance, slightly serious. "I guess, although I don't know who he is to Renduo Weiding, but judging from his age, this person should have gained some fame in the wars during the reign of King Cheoljong. Can he be regarded as a local general whose name can be recorded in the history books?"
"That's right." Seeing that the emperor was well prepared, Lu Benzhong spoke faster. "However, the reason why this person is famous is that there are two major events that have nothing to do with military affairs... One is that he helped the young queen Liang to kill Liang Yibu; the other is that there are rumors that this person, probably because the military power was taken by Cha Ge, planned to surrender to the Song Dynasty thirty years ago. After the incident, Li Ganshun did not kill him, but only dismissed him. I didn't expect that he is still alive now... Of course, this kind of person is not worth mentioning in the final analysis. It's just that he is the most senior and pompous person at the banquet today, so I came to remind the emperor."
It sounded like a conspirator who was more eager for political power than the general. Zhao Jiu had wild thoughts in his mind, but he just nodded, then said nothing and just glanced at Liu Yan.
Liu Yan understood and led dozens of soldiers out first. Lu Benzhong also hurriedly followed. Emperor Zhao, under the protection of more than a dozen imperial guards, stopped for a while before slowly walking out.
Outside was a hall that seemed very simple to the people of the Song Dynasty. There was no one in the hall except a few guards. After leaving the hall, the open space in the courtyard was suddenly bright. Many soldiers stood at the base of the courtyard wall, and nearly a hundred tables were neatly arranged in the empty courtyard, with some wine and vegetables.
This was the former base of the Xixia Jianing Army in Youzhou City. Next door was a temple of an unknown sect. Emperor Zhao chose this temple as his residence, but because the lobby was too narrow, he simply gave up the hall and held the banquet in the courtyard where he could have appointed generals.
It was the time of the year when the day was the longest. Although it was a dinner party and it was indeed late in the evening, the light was still very sufficient. Zhao Jiu came out of the hall and could be seen clearly at a glance.
The one hundred and eighty people who were qualified to attend the meeting in the courtyard included several ministers and generals who had accompanied him here, as well as the foreign tribes of Hongzhou, Longzhou and Xiazhou who had led their troops to Jintang City a long time ago, and the local people and the chieftains of the foreign tribes at the east end of Hengshan who had just met Emperor Zhao Song for the first time ten miles outside the city this afternoon. Including the leader, the seventy-year-old Ren Duo Baozhong, they had already made preparations when Liu Yan, Lu Benzhong and others left. When they saw Emperor Zhao in a bright red robe, they were even more shocked. Nine out of ten of them knelt down and kowtowed to greet him with great ceremony... This made several accompanying civil officials who had originally just bowed a little embarrassed.
Of course, there were no eunuchs around, and Emperor Zhao was too lazy to pretend. He just waved his hand and asked everyone to stand up, then sat back in his seat.
The banquet began immediately.
But to be honest, this banquet in the northwest, in the former land of Western Xia, with the Dangxiang people as the guests of honor, and in front of the emperor, so it is not easy to compose poetry, and drinking games are basically impossible... Emperor Zhao can only speak up, ask about everyone's well-being, and make some political promises.
However, although it was a political commitment, no one dared to ask the official about the specific arrangements after the war, including whether the foreign households should be relocated inland, whether the foreign soldiers would be retained, what treatment the foreign soldiers would receive, whether the foreign chieftains would be given actual assignments after the dust settled, and how the administrative divisions of these places would be reconstructed. No one dared to ask the official about these serious issues, and the official did not mention them on his own initiative.
This made the whole banquet seem a little bland and boring.
Of course, this is understandable since the war is still undecided.
"His Majesty."
After three rounds of drinks, the white-haired and white-bearded Nita Baozhong, who was sitting in the front row on the right, slowly stood up with a wine glass in his hand, as if he was going to propose a toast, but still no one paid any attention.
And sure enough, this person first proposed a toast to Emperor Zhao to wish him a happy birthday, but after drinking he did not sit down. Instead, he took the opportunity to raise the cup and bowed to ask for speech.
"General Renduo, please speak." Zhao Jiu didn't care, especially because his clothes made it difficult for him to make any unnecessary gestures, and it was difficult for him to express his importance.
"I was born in a wild land and have long admired your rule. Today I am honored to see you, Your Majesty. So I have two gifts that I would like to present to you. I hope you will accept them." Jinduo Baozhong first lowered his head with difficulty to put down the wine glass, then stood up again and bowed his head slightly. His movements were slow and sluggish, and it was obvious that he was really old, and not pretending to be old.
When this person stood up just now, Zhao Jiu was a little concerned because of his reputation, but when he saw this, he also felt it was a little ridiculous, but he didn't show it on his face, just calmly said:
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