The envoy of Yue Kingdom was named Zhao Qushi. Perhaps this name was chosen well, so he became the first envoy of Yue Kingdom, which was very honored.

Because he used to be an absolute playboy, he only ate, drank, gambled, and slept every day.

So, the weight reached 200 pounds.

When Champa king Jayeharivarma heard that the messenger of Yue had come to see him, he was furious.

Although Song was a great country in the Celestial Empire, it was also too tyrannical. Without calling one, he signed a King of Yue to come over.

Good to come! Good to come!

Zhao Qushi entered the capital soon after. As soon as he entered the capital, he felt that Chameng was worthy of being a remote effect. The capital was similar to a slightly larger county town in the Song Dynasty.

Suddenly, the sense of superiority arose, and even the walking posture became much more noble and handsome.

Have you all seen it?

The silk I wore was the best silk from Lin Jinji from the capital of the Song Dynasty!

Every piece of meat on me grew up by drinking Yingtianfu wine and eating Yingtianfu food!

Even the smell on my body was covered with the body fragrance of countless beautiful women in the Song Dynasty!

You savages, hurry up and kneel down and tremble!

He walked and waved his way, thinking that the whole world was at his feet.

But in the eyes of the Chameng people watching around him, he was like a big white fat pig.

Zhao Qushi, who was the first time he became an envoy, was indeed very excited. He fantasized that the guards of the King of Chameng Kingdom would come to greet him soon.

Indeed, an army appeared ahead.

This army was wearing short clothes and short sleeves, and everyone was very dark, and their faces looked a little different from those of the Chinese.

Zhao Qushi raised his head, very arrogant.

"Although it's a little shabby, the Kingdom Guards are here to greet them in person, very good!"

Zhao Qushi nodded with satisfaction.

"Kill him and hang his head on the wall to show it to the public!"

One of the officers shouted out loudly in Chameng language.

Zhao Qushi thought this was the manifestation of his enthusiasm, so he said, "I am the royal family of Yue. Please take me to see your king quickly..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw several guards rushing over, scaring him.

Your way of welcoming guests is very special!

"I am the royal family of Yue..."

He didn't ask about the translator next to him, but instead directly used a arrogant tone and planned to repeat it again so that the group of savages would tremble.

But a knife is coming.

The knife stabbed through his Lin Jinji's silk and into his thick fat flesh.

His whole body trembled, as if he was electrocuted in an instant, his eyes widened and his pupils suddenly shrank.

"you……"

Another guard rushed over and stabbed him in the back with a knife.

"you……"

The third guard came over and stabbed him in the lower abdomen with a knife.

Finally, the officer carried a big knife, which was bought from a Song Dynasty merchant. He waved the big knife and chopped off Zhao Qushi's head.

The headless corpse was on the ground and blood was spilled all over the ground.

When the news came back, Zhao Zisong and the whole clan were shocked.

Zhao Zisong roared angrily: "Barish! We are descendants of Taizu, and he dares to kill our people!"

He glared at his second son Zhao Zhong, who shrank his head and did not dare to look at him.

Now, everyone remembered Zhao Xing's words and was actually called a child.

Everyone felt ashamed.

The news of Zhao Qushi's murder was soon passed back to Shengcheng in Jiaozhou and to Zhang Jun.

It was related to the war between countries, so Zhang Jun did not dare to make a decision privately, so he wrote a memorial to Tokyo City.

When I was in Tokyo, the first snowfall this year fell in Tokyo.

The emperor was reading the memorial of Zhong Shidao in front of the stove in Yanfu Palace and a detailed report on the Northwest War Zone.

Xu Churen came braved the heavy snow and presented Zhang Jun's memorial.

When Zhao Huan saw this memorial, he was overjoyed, but he pretended to be angry on the surface: "What a boldness! The King of Yue is my personal conferred. If you dare to kill the people of Yue, you will kill my people in the Song Dynasty. My millions of soldiers in the Song Dynasty are the backing of the people in the Song Dynasty!"

The emperor stood up excitedly, walked around, frowned with his pair of sword eyebrows, his eyes sharp, and continued to act: "Sue Chu-in!"

"I'm here!"

"You plan a proclamation for me to conquer the small country of Chameng, and escort the King of Chameng to the capital! I want people from all over the world and all over the world to see what the consequences would be if they killed my people in the Song Dynasty!"

The emperor's voice seemed to be traveling through the sky and spreading to all the wildernesses.

"Abide by the order!"

October is also known as the good moon, the dew moon, or early winter.

On the 20th day of Lu Yue, the Song Dynasty court issued a manifesto to the whole world to conquer Chameng, and ordered King Zhao Zisong of Yue to be the commander of the entire army and immediately capture the capital of Chameng.

The southwest ground heard a thunderous sound. King Zhao Zisong of Yue was wearing armor, but sat in the military tent without saying a word. All the generals sent by Zhang Jun were arranged by the Zhao clan. The Zhao clan listened honestly.

Their life in Yingtian Prefecture used to be 100,800 miles away from the war, and at that time they never thought that they would go to the front line one day.

In recent days, many people hid in the houses temporarily built with wood and cried, while some people cried and wanted to go back to the Song Dynasty.

Although Zhao Huan could not hear the cry of the royal family, some people reported all the details to the emperor.

He didn't care. Everyone had their own life. When he met him, the royal family would not have thought of having a good life.

If you want to live a good life, you have to work hard on your own.

In a blink of an eye, it was already winter moon.

This year, Tokyo is particularly cold and the Yellow River is frozen.

Zhao Huan took Han Chenchen to live in Yanfu Palace. The stove in the palace was very vigorous and warm.

Zhao Huan was reading Yelu Dashi's letter again.

The representative of the Political Affairs Hall had already replied to Yelu Dashi three letters, and both sides seemed to be addicted to writing letters.

Yelu Dashi kept painting cakes for Zhao Huan in his heart, such as rushing to the Yellow Dragon, trampling on Changbai Mountain, killing Wanyan Sheng, helping His Majesty the Emperor of the Song Dynasty conquer Liaodong, and then overlooking the Western Regions.

In short, a letter is more sincere than a letter.

As for the letter Zhao Huan is reading now, it was written by Yelu Dashi in the tone of a relative.

A palace maid selected by Zhao Huan in the palace was named the princess and sent to him, and now he has given birth to a child.

Yelu Dashi was not shy either. He said in his heart that the child had been calling him uncle, hoping to see him soon.

Then at the end, he reviewed the questions about food, grass and ordnance with the emperor.

Zhao Huan was not shy either. This time he replied in person, saying that everything was fine. I would give as much as you want. I and you are not only relatives, but also brothers. Brothers will share hardships.

As for food and weapons, they are all on the road. Although it is snowing heavily and the road is not smooth, I have issued a death order. If anyone dares to neglect, I will chop off anyone!

Because this is the food my good brother wants!

As he was writing, Zhao Huan seemed to be moved by himself, and shed two tears on the letter, blurring the handwriting.

After writing the letter, Zhao Huan stretched, looked at the heavy snow outside, looked at the northwest direction and said, "Yelu Dashi, if you don't get out and hit Wanyan Sheng, I will ruin you!"

PS: No, I will continue to owe a chapter I owe yesterday. I have to go to bed early today. My brain is almost blurred, and my dark circles are so serious that coffee is useless.
Chapter completed!