After traveling through time, I became Han Zhang’s grandson?

Chapter 247 Yelu Wulitai

As time went by, the winter in the north became colder and colder. Due to the winter hunting, the Nabo tribe had crossed the Great Wall and came out of the pass to wander in the western Liaoning area.

Looking at the wind and snow outside the tent, Han Ming felt helpless, speechless and helpless as he wrapped himself in a cashmere blanket and sipped the Khitan people's unique goat milk tea.

As a mouthful of hot milk tea enters the stomach, the whole body feels so comfortable from head to toe that it makes you want to moan.

"My Lord, is it that necessary?" Su Zizhan has now become Han Ming's personal secretary, responsible for handling some of the delegation's external liaison, reporting, and summary work.

In order to be more readily available, Han Ming even arranged for Su Zizhan to live in the tent next door so that he could keep Yongzeng company.

"As for that..." Han Ming nodded hurriedly and tightened the blanket around him, as if talking would help to dissipate the heat.

Su Zizhan rolled his eyes helplessly. You have to know that he was born in Sichuan and was a true southerner.

Han Ming was from Anyang, Xiangzhou, Weijun, Western Hebei, a true northern man.

When it comes to sensitivity to the temperature of the climate, he, a Sichuanese, should be more afraid of the cold.

But when he saw that Han Ming looked like he was about to lose his life without the cashmere blanket, he suddenly felt that maybe he had lived a good life too much and could not bear the hardship.

"My Lord..." Su Zizhan was just about to say something like 'When Heaven wants to confer a great responsibility on a man, it will first test his mind and will...', when an excited voice came from outside the tent.

"My Lord——!"

Yong Zeng rushed into the tent like a wild horse, bringing a bone-chilling chill.

"Stop, stop, stop... Close the door for me, then squat by the stove and talk."

Han Ming waved his hand with a look of disgust, asking Yong Zeng to stay away from him and warm himself by the fire.

"Hehehe!" Yong Zeng smiled foolishly and squatted beside the stove to warm himself by the fire.

"My Lord, Lord He just told me that the Liao Kingdom is inviting all of you to a banquet today to celebrate the implementation of the new 'annual tribute' plan."

Yong Zeng's words made Han Ming fall into silence. He kept stroking the tea bowl, as if he was thinking about something.

After a long while, Su Zizhan asked cautiously, "My Lord, do you think something is wrong?"

"Well, that's inappropriate!"

"The conditions we proposed are quite demanding. Moreover, for Yelu Hongji, the Chongxi Currency Increase is one of his father's achievements. How could he agree to it so easily?"

Han Ming squinted his eyes and looked at the dancing flames in the stove, his thoughts moving with the flames.

"Maybe the other party is afraid of us?" Yong Zeng's brain, which had not been working for eight hundred years, finally started to work, but in return he was met with Han Ming's contempt.

"Now the enemy is strong and we are weak, so how can they be afraid of us?"

Han Ming held the tea bowl and frowned.

"Is there something behind this?"

Su Zizhan also felt that Han Ming's suspicion was reasonable, but he had not yet mastered the correct means of political struggle, so he could not see the problem.

"That's a big deal!"

"If they're pretending to agree to our terms, then they're clearly stalling for time. If they're genuinely agreeing, then they're preparing for the next 'coin increase.'"

"This fellow Yelu Hongji is quite interesting!"

Han Ming leaned back in his chair with his head tilted back, a dark look on his face.

"Then we need to inform the imperial court in advance to prevent them from causing trouble!"

Su Zizhan immediately realized the seriousness of the problem. Regardless of whether Yelu Hongji sincerely or falsely agreed to the new "annual tribute" implementation plan, it was estimated that the Song Dynasty would have to compensate him from other places in the end.

"It's nothing more than a fight with them. The court and I are prepared for this outcome."

Han Ming still looked bored, as if he had already planned the reactions of Yelu Hongji and the Liao Kingdom.

"Are we still going to the party?"

To be honest, knowing that the Liao Kingdom might be playing tricks on him, Su Shizhan is now a little reluctant to have any contact with them.

"We must go, otherwise it would seem we are too rude. Besides, Yelu Hongji has dug such a big pit for me to jump into. If I don't jump into it, wouldn't it be too disrespectful to him?"

Han Ming threw back the cashmere blanket he was wearing, stood up and began to pack his clothes.

"Also, we will send the details of the negotiations back to the country in a clear letter. I believe that upon seeing this result, the emperor and the ministers will naturally understand the profound meaning behind it."

Han Ming gave the order without even turning his head, and Su Zizhan immediately sat down at the desk behind him and began to take notes.

. . . . . .

The Nabo banquet tent was now full of guests, and both the Liao emperor and his ministers and the Song envoys were in a state of great joy.

"To celebrate the implementation of the new 'annual tribute' scheme between Liao and Song, and the everlasting friendship between our two countries, cheers—!"

Xiao Ge took the lead and took the initiative to pay his respects to Han Ming and other members of the delegation from afar.

"cheers--!"

"cheers--!"

"..."

The atmosphere at the scene became more and more heated with Xiao Ge's leadership. Amidst the clinking of glasses, Yelu Hongji waved his hand and another group of exotic women came out from the inner room and began to dance with blushing faces and beating hearts.

However, among the people performing the dance this time, there was a woman who was dressed neatly and cleanly, without any makeup. The fragility and pitifulness between her eyebrows and eyes caught many people's attention.

The woman slowly walked into the center of the venue, her figure as light as a swallow.

First, he bowed slightly, and then, as the drums and music started playing, he began to dance gracefully.

The dance steps seem gentle but have a unique power. Every time she turns around, raises her hands, and her flying skirt seems to tell of endless thoughts and sorrows.

The noise in the banquet hall gradually faded away. Everyone was captivated by the woman's dancing, their wine glasses hanging in the air for a long time without being drunk.

Sometimes its posture is like a willow swaying in the wind, which arouses people's pity; sometimes it is like a bird soaring in the sky, free and easy.

Her ethereal eyes seemed to see through the crowd and time and space, meeting Han Ming's eyes.

A hint of inquiry flashed in Han Ming's eyes, and then a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. This woman seemed elegant and quiet, but in fact, there was a hint of concealed nobility.

Just when everyone was intoxicated, the woman suddenly spun faster and faster, stirring up a gust of wind like a whirlwind. The ribbons in her hands moved with the wind, stirring up waves of spring feelings that stirred people's hearts.

When she stopped, the sound of drums and music also stopped. The woman bowed again, took the wine brought by the servant beside her, and respectfully greeted Yelu Hongji and Xiao Guanyin.

"I, your humble sister, have specially performed a dance to celebrate the friendly exchanges between our two countries. I hope my royal brother and sister-in-law will forgive me!"

The young woman's words surprised everyone in the Song Dynasty delegation, but the Liao Dynasty's rulers and ministers were used to it and recognized her as soon as she appeared.

Yelu Hongji laughed heartily and said, "This is my sister, Princess Yelu Wulitai of Zheng. She learned today that the negotiations between our two countries have been successfully concluded, so she came here specially to perform a dance to liven up the atmosphere. I hope you don't mind."

Of course, these words were said to the Song Dynasty delegation. After all, the Liao people all knew this princess, so they didn't mind at all.

"I never thought it would be Her Royal Highness Princess Zheng who would perform the dance. I, the ministers, am truly humbled and honored!"

Han Ming immediately stood up and bowed, making an expression of surprise.

Seeing this, the members of the delegation came to their senses and applauded and praised Yelu Wulitai's dance.

"Oh, you are indeed worthy of being the Princess of Liao. This kind of dance is truly unheard of and unseen before!"

"Hmm, it has a pure and tender feeling, and also a sense of freedom and ease. It can be said to be the perfect combination of femininity and masculinity!"

"In my opinion, this dance is unprecedented and unparalleled, and it is truly beautiful!"

"Indeed, it is true. The beauty of the people and the beauty of the dance, when combined, adds a hidden beauty."

"..."

Han Ming took the lead and set the tone, and then these Song Dynasty literati knew how to brag and flatter.

This made the Liao Dynasty's rulers and ministers, led by Yelu Hongji, dumbfounded. They looked at the Song Dynasty envoys who were talking and praising the Song Dynasty as if they had seen a ghost.

Even Yelu Wulitai, who was arranged to perform a dance, tilted his head and stared at this group of strange people.

"Ahem... there's no need for that. The so-called dance is just a sideshow, for people to watch. Just enjoy it."

Yelu Hongji's face turned slightly red from being flattered by these flatterers. This kind of straightforward flattery was a little unbearable for the great emperor of Liao.

"Your Majesty, what you said truly humiliates us. It is an honor for us ministers to be able to watch the princess dance."

When Han Ming saw that Yelu Hongji had shut up, he naturally stopped using his magical powers and decided not to continue using such shameful tactics against him.

After Han sat down leisurely, the envoys from the Song State also stopped talking and drank quietly.

This movement and stillness were so orderly, just like a rehearsal, that the Liao emperor and his ministers could not help but twitch their brows.

"Marquis Han is indeed a man of unparalleled beauty, a man of dignified bearing, and a natural talent. I have always heard of him, and now, seeing him, he truly lives up to the adage 'a man as beautiful as jade, a young master unrivalled in the world.'"

When Princess Yelu Wulitai of Zheng State saw that her royal brother and the ministers were easily controlled by Han Ming, she could not help but take the initiative to speak and attract Han Ming's attention.

"Your Highness, thank you for your compliment. I prefer people talking about my abilities and talents rather than my appearance."

As soon as Han Ming finished speaking, the entire banquet hall was instantly engulfed in a sea of ​​emoticons.

"(⊙o⊙)..."

"(⊙_⊙)?"

"Σ(⊙▽⊙"a"

"(｀?w?′)"

"(￢_￢)"

"→_→"

"..."

Yelu Wulitai was amused by Han Ming's words and her shoulders trembled slightly. She couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, her eyes curved with smile, and she looked very pure and beautiful.

Such an image made Han Ming look at it with some interest, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Meanwhile, sitting in the main seat where no one was paying attention, Yelu Hongji's eyes kept wandering between Yelu Wulitai and Han Ming, with a thought-provoking look.