Zhao Jiu smiled bitterly in response.
Yelu Dashi finally bowed and said, "Since this is the case, I will go west. Your Majesty, do you have any words to teach me?"
Zhao Jiu nodded solemnly, ignoring the fact that Bilege was right behind him, and faced him proudly: "The clowns of the Western Regions are vulnerable. Dashilin Ya does not need to be intimidated by them. Just do it. It belongs to China. I am the emperor. If you need me, I will do my best!"
Yelu Dashi nodded.
Zhao Jiu also continued to ask: "What about Dashi Lin Ya? Does he have anything to teach me?"
"Be careful of the Mongols!" Yelu Dashi said solemnly. "Since ancient times, the grasslands have risen and fallen, and hundreds of tribes have emerged... Whoever controls the grasslands, learns blacksmithing, knows the art of war, practices tactics, and has always been poor and tolerant, will naturally rise up, regardless of what tribe or race they are... Therefore, the Mongols are just another Jurchen tribe. Your Majesty must not catch a dragon with your left hand and release a tiger with your right hand."
After these words were spoken, Zhao Jiu was certainly impressed, and the civil and military officials behind him were also in awe.
At this point, the two of them finished their conversation and decided not to continue.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Jiu was about to bow to Yelu Dashi and then turn back to the city, but when he turned his head, he saw that the army beside him was marching southward while he was talking to Yelu Dashi, and the smoke and dust were rolling like a yellow dragon. In addition, there was a gap in the Helan Mountains, and the world's most famous heroes were right in front of him. Thinking about the fact that he had specially sent people to search for Zhang Yongzhen for several months, but could not find Zhang Yongzhen's wife and children, and thinking that this expedition was like a butcher cutting an ox, the victory was decided by the general situation. The official thought about it, reined in his horse, turned around and laughed:
"Although there is no poetry, there is an empty song, and I will bid you farewell with the big stone forest."
Everyone below Dashi was stunned, but soon they were relieved... Since this official is good at writing lyrics, he certainly knows music. He is probably afraid of being known for his talents, so he is unwilling to show off his talent for music. As for the ruler of one country singing music for the ruler of another country, there are some ancient etiquettes, but the coronation has already been done, and Yelu Dashi is going to leave, so who cares about these things?
It will just be a good story in the future.
So they all sat on their horses and listened attentively.
Zhao Jiu reined in his horse, without using any musical instrument or singing any lyrics, but just hummed a tune casually like an ordinary person... When the tune came out, although it was obviously unfamiliar and unstable, it was powerful. It started with a continuous rapid ascending tune, as if the Helan Mountains turned into war horses galloping; then it became gentle and majestic, as if the yellow sand rolled behind the mountain gate; later on, it was full of twists and turns, and heroic spirit gradually rose, and it was faintly integrated with the mountains and rivers, the wind, flags and horses, the army, soldiers and people, the family, the country, life and death, the victory and defeat, the gain and loss, this time passing through the desert, crossing the river, passing through the grassland, experiencing the fields, and with the experiences in the hearts of everyone this time, gradually becoming one.
Yelu Dashi and the surrounding civil and military officials were gradually absorbed in the music, and their expressions changed with the tune. No one knew what they were thinking about, such as life and death of their country, victory and defeat, and gains and losses. They were all listening to the music in a daze.
However, after humming the song, it suddenly stopped. Zhao Jiu did not say much, but simply bowed and said: "My heart is churning uncontrollably. I am sorry to have made Dashi Lin Ya laugh!"
Yelu Dashi was the first to react, and he just bowed and said, "May I ask your majesty, do you have the name of the song?"
"'Tie Xue Dan Xin'." Zhao Jiu blurted out.
"What a good name." Yelu Dashi raised his head and sighed, then laughed. After laughing for a while, he exclaimed loudly again. "What a good name! And what a good song! Just having this song as a gift is enough! Your Majesty, please go back!"
After saying this, the Western Liao emperor turned his horse's head and hummed the tune he had just heard, then rode south without looking back. The surrounding Khitan soldiers did not dare to neglect him and followed him at full speed.
Zhao Jiu also did not say anything extra. He just nodded slightly to Yue Fei who was going to 'escort' them, then turned around, reined in his horse calmly, and led the crowd away.
As the saying goes, it is July and the fields are golden. Although the sun is setting, we can slowly return from the foot of the Helan Mountains.
PS: Thank you to Lolita for the cuteness. This is the 144th cuteness in this book. Thank you to Xiaotuguaiguaimeng for the cuteness. This is the 145th cuteness in this book.
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