Thirty-Nine: History Is All for Nothing

Jiang Pengji didn't seem to notice the ugly expression on his wife's face, so she suddenly picked up the bamboo slips on the table, flipped through them briefly, and said, "Student read an interesting storybook yesterday, about eight years ago, when Mr. Yuan Jing was far away. Go to northern Xinjiang to lobby, and protect the story of the three cities in northern Xinjiang with one man."

Speaking of this, the master seemed to have thought of something, and his face turned pale.

Jiang Pengji threw the bamboo slips on the ground with a bang, and said in a loud voice, "Peace talks? The three cities have not been returned, how can we talk!"

"Everyone, do you still remember that twelve years ago, when the first emperor passed away and the new emperor took the throne, the three tribes in northern Xinjiang took advantage of the turmoil in Dongqing and took advantage of the turmoil in Dongqing to attack six cities in the frontier and slaughtered more than 100,000 people? The battle lasted for three full years, countless soldiers were killed, and the six cities were still in the hands of Beijiang. On the day of the peace talks, the three tribes of Beijiang came to envoys and set out the conditions, ordering Dongqing to cut three more cities, bow their heads and proclaim themselves as ministers, and accept the year. currency?"

It is impossible for scholars in Dongqing to forget this matter, it is simply a shame that cannot be washed away in a lifetime.

When the Dongqing royal family advocated peace talks, there were many fierce Confucian scholars who directly remonstrated.

"In the end, Mr. Yuan Jing fought against the barbarians of the three tribes alone, and he had to go back to three of the cities...Of course, we outsiders don't know the situation at that time. We only know that the barbarians in northern Xinjiang are only willing to return the three cities, and the other three cities are still there. In the hands of the three tribes, the people of the three cities have become the ninth-class pariah among the barbarians of the three tribes, sheep with two feet, do you remember?"

For these three cities, the friction between Dongqing and the three tribes in northern Xinjiang at the border has not stopped in these years.

"If there is another peace talk at this time, there will be no day for the three cities to be returned. That great Confucianist has such a big face, a family's words, a few dirty words, a few empty and pale stupid words, and he can 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 Confucian thinks that he can send out a concubine Di Ji, hoping that Di Ji can educate the barbarians of the three tribes in northern Xinjiang.

Hehe, for such a noble mission, why don't you sacrifice yourself and send all the women in your family out for peace talks?

"Of course, in addition to this, there is another important reason for not being able to negotiate peace talks, which is the four tribes of the Nanban."

Jiang Pengji had seen the map of Kun hanging in the study yesterday. As one of the Five Kingdoms, Dongqing's geographical location was a bit embarrassing.

Not only is it connected with the three tribes of the Northern Xinjiang, but also has a handover place with the four tribes of the Southern Man. However, these two places are full of aggressive bones. If they are not completely killed, the opponent will revive sooner or later. Dead but not stiff!

"We must not give the three tribes of northern Xinjiang any respite. Once the peace talks are given, they will be given enough opportunities to cultivate their health and rest. It will undoubtedly be a threat to the tiger. At that time, the three tribes of northern Xinjiang and the four tribes of Nanman will join forces to attack Dongqing... Hehe..."

Then go directly to the general!

"Nonsense, the four tribes of the Nanman are now at war with the Nansheng Kingdom, how can they take care of Dongqing?"

"Fighting? Huh..." Jiang Pengji smiled and glanced at the little friend who spoke, "Soon, Nansheng will be defeated."

Of 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 been at war with the four tribes of the Nanman. In the past two months, there have been frequent reports of success, but it's almost here...

[Mrs. Da Zhuangzhu]: Ah, I feel that my history has been learned in vain. QAQ, it turns out that the anchor traveled through the overhead dynasties.

[Qu'er]: I just wanted to pretend to be aggressive and talk a lot, but the next second I was slapped in the face, which hurt the baby to death.

[Hug a hug and raise high]: I can't say it is empty, I can only say another plane with a different historical development track, there are traces to follow.

[Shit Shovel Officer]: It definitely can’t be the ancient times on our side, otherwise it feels like a spoiler, and unknown variables are more interesting.

[Auntie Dafan in the cafeteria]: Am I the only one who cares about that Mr. Yuan Jing's settings are a bit ridiculous?

"Hmph, why are you so sure that Nansheng will lose?"

Although Nansheng is also Dongqing's enemy,

But anyway, they are all from the Yanhuang lineage, and the four tribes of the Nanman are all alien races to them.

"Because there are too many fools like you." Jiang Pengji always likes to stand upright. When her chin is slightly raised and her eyelids are slightly closed, she gives people a sense of contempt and oppression looking down on all living beings. Sheng must be defeated, just wait and see."

At that time, it may not be as simple as ceding the three cities or sending an emperor to marry.

Liu Lanting is shy by nature, but inside she is not a girl who likes to accept her fate. Her favorite thing to read is news related to the general trend of the world, and occasionally she will disguise herself and go to teahouses and restaurants to listen to news. flexible place.

Jiang Pengji had her memories. She accidentally glanced at the map of Kun hanging in the study, and knew the geographic location of the Five Kingdoms. From what she saw, Nansheng was indeed dangerous. She also read some market news transcribed by Liu Lanting, so I don't know anything about these news...

In fact, not only Nansheng, Jiang Pengji is not very optimistic about the current Dongqing either.

According to the information collected by Liu Lanting, if Dongqing agrees to the peace talks this time, she feels that there may be a major military disaster within ten years.

Jiang Pengji bent down to pick up the bamboo slips that had been thrown on the ground before, and flicked the ashes casually.

That master was indeed very angry at the beginning, slandering the great Confucianism in public, and making such ugly words, it was easy to offend people, if today's incident got to the great Confucian's ears, maybe Jiang Pengji would be put on little shoes when she entered the officialdom .

But hearing her so swearing, the old master was a little hesitant, because he himself did not agree with the peace talks.

But all scholars always have some pride.

Dongqing inherits the lineage of Great Xia, and claims to be the kingdom of Heaven, Heaven and Chaos. How can he bow to the barbarians?

Looking at the group of stunned students below, the master felt a dull pain in his temple, and sighed secretly, as expected, he was indeed Liu She's son, and both father and son were worried.

"Your cousin, you have some knowledge, and what you say 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 three clans of Northern Xinjiang. The emperor concubine married the second prince...the two countries have a good relationship between Qin and Jin..."

Outside the ethnology, Feng Jin, who was dressed in white and green, looked at the scene inside from a distance, with an indescribably strange expression on his face.

"Hehe, Lan Ting used to be quite introverted and gentle, but after going through a lot of hardships, he has a faint appearance of showing his sharpness."

The person who answered the conversation was Liu Lanting's authentic cousin——Liu Heng, the eldest son of Liu's father and mother's brothers.

"If there is a chance, I would like to have a good conversation."

Feng Jin withdrew her gaze with some hot eyes, is that girl in the room really?

Liu Heng said, "What's the difficulty? I'll call him later, and I'll introduce him to you."

Liu Heng knew Feng Jin's background, if his cousin could play with him as a friend, that would be great.

Feng Jin said thank you, but his heart was a little flabbergasted. Jiang Pengji left a deep impression on him that night.

However, it was rare to find someone who had the same opinion as me and had such a tacit understanding of thinking. For the meeting later, I was still vaguely looking forward to it.

It's just... I don't know if the other party will show a surprised expression when he knows his identity?

Feng Jin smiled and said meaningfully, "Yaozhi, you may not know that your cousin...is a wonderful person."

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