"Before that, the Jurchens rose up in the Baishan and Heishui regions, and their roots have not been investigated. They took advantage of the fact that China was not unified and had a turbulent monarch, and sent out wolves and wolves to tyrannize the north, killing the Chinese monarch, looting China's wealth, destroying China's people, and occupying China's land. How can this be tolerated? In the Spring and Autumn Period, the various states of China held an alliance, and then drove out the four barbarians and stabilized China. Now the Emperor of Song has gathered the descendants of Yan and Huang for nine... nine? ... Nine times, the following four are called Liao; Mongolia; Gao... Goryeo; Da... Li? There is also the grandson of China, Gaochang, who is also among them. They held an alliance at the Golden Lake of the Yellow River, agreed on advance and retreat, and vowed to destroy the Jurchens and the Diyi, plow their yards and sweep their holes, so that China can be unified again! If anyone breaks the oath, the whole world will punish him together!"
After hearing this, although the word Dali appeared rather abruptly, it finally got to the point. No matter which tribe or family the people under the altar came from, they all felt relieved... As for Dali, they simply thought that Emperor Zhao had lost his mind.
"It is said that the barbarians will never have a country with a hundred years of destiny!"
Zheng Zhichang turned the page again with great effort. When he saw that there was only the last paragraph left, he suddenly became full of energy. He immediately turned up the volume and tried to finish reading. "It is also said that Youzhou and Jizhou are the capitals of China. How can the barbarians live there for a long time? It is also said that since ancient times, it has not been heard that China is a country of barbarians! At this time, the destiny of heaven is in circulation, the Central Plains is prosperous, and among the billions of people, civil and military officials are born. Jiu has mastered the talents and virtues of the Central Plains and has the help of the Yanhuang people. He will definitely drive out the barbarians, restore China, establish rules and regulations, and save the people. Please let heaven and earth see the future success or failure! Therefore, I hereby inform you, and I think you should know it."
This last paragraph did have some momentum and literary grace, but at this point, except for Yelu Dashi, almost everyone was dizzy from the sun and too lazy to praise it.
As for Emperor Zhao, who played with words and made himself the leader and the superior of everyone, considering that after all, the Song and Liao were on the same level, and below Yelu Dashi, the knowledgeable Khitans just accepted it with a pinch of their noses... Who made the Song Dynasty have a stronger army at the moment?
Without further ado, Zheng Zhichang almost collapsed after reading an article about China's 5,000-year history. Fortunately, Lu Benzhong, who wrote the article, was well prepared. Immediately, a soldier stepped forward to help Zheng Zhichang down and gave him some warm salt water, which allowed him to stand up again.
Before they could rest, the imperial guards rushed forward at the signal of the commander Liu Yan... They were not going to kill anyone, but to offer the blood wine that had been heated up long ago. From Zhao Jiu onwards, there were Yelu Dashi, Hebula Borjigin, Huerzahusi, Bilegebu, Yue Fei, Wu Jie, Qu Duan, Wang De, Liu Qi, Li Shifu and other generals of Zhao Song Dynasty, Xiao Worila, Yelu Yudu, Yelu Yanshan, Zhao Heda and other Khitan generals who came on stage, plus Zheng Zhichang who had just come down, as well as Lü Benzhong, Ren Baozhong and others, and several heads of the same tribe under the two Mongolian chiefs, almost everyone drank a glass of blood wine.
Emperor Zhao did not hesitate at all. Instead of facing the altar, he turned around, raised the cup to everyone and drank it all in one gulp.
The civil and military officials of the Song Dynasty, as well as those Khitan generals who knew the situation, thought that Emperor Zhao was taking advantage of them again, but they were too lazy to care about it, so they just drank it all in front of the emperor, as if they were swearing an oath to him.
After drinking a bowl of blood wine, everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the heat.
But that’s not the end.
"Khubul Khan!"
Zhao Jiu waved his hand. "I was just about to take advantage of this opportunity to crown you the King of Mongolia!"
Everyone was stunned, but soon came to their senses, even Yelu Dashi did not say much... Hebule asked for the title on his own initiative, and the Zhao Song official was also happy to confer the title. One was willing to fight and the other was willing to be beaten, and there had been some vague communication before, and no one had anything to say.
Only Zha Husi's expression changed slightly, but he didn't dare to say much.
So, everyone made way, and soon Liu Yan came forward and held up a box. Emperor Zhao opened it in public and took out an exquisite golden crown from it... Ren Baozhong was the only one who was distracted, because he seemed to vaguely recognize that golden crown, it seemed, probably, the crown of King Liang of Western Xia. Who would have thought that Emperor Zhao was so stingy that he actually made use of waste here?
Hebule had no idea that it was something that a dead person had worn. On the contrary, when had he seen such an exquisite thing while wandering around the grassland? In his great joy, he simply took off his hat and walked forward. And Emperor Zhao did not ask Hebule to kneel or anything, but just picked up the golden crown and put it on Hebule's head, who bowed slightly, and that was it.
Hebula held the golden crown and found that the crown could just hold his shaved head. It was obvious that the Zhao Song government had made careful preparations for it. He was even more delighted. Then he stood up straight and bowed to the people around him who were congratulating him.
However, before the congratulations could subside, Liu Yanfu, the commander of the imperial guards, took a box from the guard behind him and brought it over.
Zhao Jiu opened the box and took out another golden crown of similar size but different shape. He then said with a calm and loud smile: "I have thought about it and there is no reason to only confer the title of King of Mongolia on Kublai Khan and not give a king to Hurjakhusi Khan... I mean, both of you have made great contributions this time, so Kublai Khan will be the King of Eastern Mongolia and Hurjakhusi Khan will be the King of Western Mongolia... How about both of you accepting my title?"
Without waiting for the two Mongolian kings to react, Yelu Dashi burst out laughing on the spot: "That's exactly what should happen! This is a great joyous event!"
Huerzahusi was stunned for a moment, then he was overjoyed, and he stepped forward to thank him, and actually knelt on one knee. Kublai Khan was slightly stunned, and thought about it again. After all, he was just wearing a golden crown, and smiled with the crowd: "It is time for one of my Anda to be the king. From now on, the eastern part of Mongolia belongs to me, and the western part belongs to Huerzahusi Anda."
As he spoke, Zhao Jiu didn't care about what Hebule Borjigin was thinking, and directly put the golden crown that originally belonged to Cha Ge, the King of Jin of Western Xia, on Huerzahusi's head in front of Ren Baozhong's complicated gaze.
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