Jiang Pengji didn't seem to see the Master's ugly face, and suddenly picked up the bamboo slips on the table, flipped through it a little, and said, "The student read an interesting market book yesterday, about eight years ago, Mr. Yuanjing far The story of going to northern Xinjiang to lobby, and one person protecting the three cities in northern Xinjiang."
Having said that, the master seemed to remember something, and his face turned pale.
Jiang Pengji threw the bamboo slip on the ground with a bang, and said in a buoyant voice, "Peace talks? The three cities have not been returned, how to talk!"
"Do you still remember twelve years ago, when the first emperor died and the new emperor succeeded the throne, the three tribes in the northern border took advantage of the turmoil in Dongqing to slaughter more than 100,000 people in the six cities of the border with thunder? The war lasted for three years, countless soldiers were killed, and the six cities were still in the hands of the northern Xinjiang. On the day of the peace talks, the three tribes of the northern Xinjiang came to entrust the conditions and ordered Dongqing to cut the three cities again, bow their heads and become ministers. currency?"
This matter is impossible for Dongqing scholars to forget, it is a shame that cannot be washed away in a lifetime.
When the Dongqing royal family advocated peace talks back then, there were many fierce Confucian scholars who directly persuaded them to die.
"In the end, Mr. Yuanjing fought the three tribes of barbarians by himself, and he had to go back to three of the three cities... Of course, we outsiders didn't know the situation at that time, we only knew that the barbarians in the northern Xinjiang were only willing to return the three cities, and the other three cities were still in the three cities. In the hands of the clan, the people of the three cities became the ninth-class pariahs among the barbarians of the three clans, the sheep with two feet, do you still remember?"
For the sake of these three cities, the friction between Dongqing and the three tribes in the northern border has not stopped over the years.
"If there is another peace negotiation at this time, the three cities will never be returned. That great scholar's big face, his family's words, a few dirty words, and a few blank stupid words can actually give up the three cities."
peace talks? Hehe, if you want to talk about it, you can return the three cities first, and then talk slowly.
It's ridiculous that the great Confucian thinks that he can send a concubine to the emperor, hoping that the emperor can educate the barbarians of the three tribes in northern Xinjiang.
Haha, for such a noble task, why don't you sacrifice and send all your female relatives out for peace talks
"Of course, in addition to this, there is another important reason for not being able to negotiate with each other because of the four southern barbarians."
Jiang Pengji saw the map of Kun hanging in the study yesterday. Dongqing, as one of the five kingdoms, has a somewhat embarrassing geographical location.
Not only is it connected with the three tribes of the Northern Border, but also has a place where it is connected with the four tribes of the Southern Barbarians. However, these two places are full of aggressive hard bones. If they are not completely killed, the other party will come back to life sooner or later, and their vitality is as strong as the Zerg. Dead but not dead!
"We must not give the three tribes of Northern Xinjiang any time to breathe. Once the peace talks, it will give them enough opportunities to cultivate and recuperate. It will undoubtedly be a threat to raising tigers. At that time, the three tribes of Northern Xinjiang and the four tribes of Southern Barbarians will join forces to attack Dongqing... Hehe..."
Then go straight to the general!
"Nonsense, how can the four Nanman tribes be at war with the Nansheng Kingdom now, so how can they take care of Dongqing?"
"Battle? Heh..." Jiang Pengji smiled and glanced at the little friend who was speaking, "Soon, Nan Sheng will be completely defeated."
Among the five kingdoms in the world, Dongqing, Nansheng, Xichang, Beiyuan, and Zhongzhao in the hinterland of the Central Plains, Dongqing is not the weakest, but it is not the strongest either. In the past two years, Nansheng has fought with the four Nanman tribes, and in the past two months, good news has been reported frequently, but it is coming soon...
[Mrs. Dazhuang]: Ah, I feel like I have learned my history for nothing. QAQ turns out that the anchor is traveling through an overhead dynasty.
[Qu'er]: I was just about to pretend to be coercive and talk eloquently, but the next second I was slapped in the face, which hurt the baby to death.
[Hold a hug and hold it high]: It can't be said that it is empty, it can only be said that it is another plane with a different historical development trajectory, and there are traces to follow.
[Shoveling Officer]: It must not be the ancient times on our side, otherwise it feels like a spoiler, and the unknown variables are more interesting.
[Auntie in the cafeteria]: Am I the only one who cares about Mr. Yuanjing's settings
"Hmph, why are you so sure that Nan Sheng will lose?"
Although Nansheng was also Dongqing's enemy, they were all from the Yanhuang lineage, and the four Nanman tribes were all aliens to them.
"Because there are too many foolish people like you." Jiang Pengji always likes to stand up straight, when her chin is slightly raised and her eyelids are slightly closed, she gives people a sense of oppression looking down on all beings, "Within two months, Nanyang Sheng will lose, just wait and see."
At that time, it may not be as simple as ceding the three cities or sending an emperor and a relative.
Liu Lanting is shy by nature, but she is not a girl who likes to accept her fate. What she loves most is news related to the general trend of the world, and occasionally she disguises herself to go to teahouses and taverns to hear news. Flexible place.
Jiang Pengji had her memories. She accidentally glanced at the map of Kun hanging in the study, and knew the geographical location of the Five Kingdoms. From what she saw, Nansheng was indeed very dangerous. She also read some market news transcribed by Liu Lanting, so I don't know anything about the news...
In fact, not only Nan Sheng, Jiang Pengji is not very optimistic about the current Dongqing.
According to the information collected by Liu Lanting, if Dongqing agreed to the peace talks this time, she felt that there would be a major military disaster within ten years.
Jiang Pengji bent over to pick up the bamboo slips that had been thrown on the ground before, and casually flicked the ashes.
The master was really angry at first. He slandered the Great Confucian in public, and said it in such a bad way that it was easy to offend people. If today's incident spread to the Great Confucian's ears, maybe Jiang Pengji would be wearing small shoes after entering the officialdom. .
However, listening to her making such an oath, the old master was a little uncertain, because he himself did not approve of peace talks.
But any reader is always proud.
Dongqing adheres to the lineage of Daxia, and claims to be the upper country of the heavenly dynasty. How can he be willing to bow down to the barbarians
Looking at the group of ignorant students below, the master felt a pain in his temples and sighed inwardly. As expected, he was Liu She's son, and both father and son did not worry.
"Your cousin has some insight, and what you said is not unreasonable. It's a pity that most of the important officials in the court now advocate peace talks, and the officials also intend to negotiate with the royal court of the three clans in Beijiang, hoping that Beijiang can put that The emperor concubine married to the second prince... The two countries formed a friendship between Qin and Jin..."
Outside the clan school, Feng Jin, who was dressed in white and green robe, looked at the scene inside from a distance, with an indescribably strange expression on his face.
"Haha, Lan Ting used to be quite introverted and gentle, but after going through a hardship, she has a faintly edged appearance."
The person who answered was Liu Lanting's authentic cousin, Liu Heng, the eldest son of Liu's father and one of his mother's siblings.
"If there is a chance, I would like to have a good conversation."
Feng Jin withdrew his gaze with some stinging eyes, is that girl in the room really
Liu Heng said, "What's so difficult about this? I'll introduce him to you when I call him."
Liu Heng knew Feng Jin's origin. If his cousin could play a friend with him, that would be great.
Feng Jin said thanks, but his heart was a little fuzzy. Jiang Pengji left a deep impression on him that night.
However, it is rare to find someone who agrees with him and has such a tacit understanding of ideas. He still has vague expectations for the meeting later.
It's just... I don't know if the other party knows his identity, will he show a surprised expression
Feng Jin smiled and said meaningfully, "Yaozhi, you may not know that your cousin... is a wonderful person."