Chapter 62 Special Envoy of Liaoning 1

In the second year of the lunar calendar, in late August, Su Su went to Beijing.

At noon on this day, two special envoys sent by the State of Liao, Liu Liufu and Yelu Renxian, arrived safely in Bianliang, the capital of the Song Dynasty. For Liu Liufu, this was his second time to come to the capital of the Song Dynasty, so there was a special feeling in his heart.

And Yelu Renxian felt ordinary.

"What does General Yelu think?" Liu Liufu gently pointed to the capital of the Song Dynasty and asked.

"Hmm?" Yelu Ren, who was distracted, was stunned by Liu Liufu's question and asked shyly, "What did the special envoy just ask the last general?"

Liu Liufu didn't care about Yelu Renxian's reckless behavior, but patiently asked again, "The little general, who thinks the capital of the Song Dynasty is better than my Daliao?"

"Well," Yelu Ren smiled stupidly and clenched the whip in his hand. "Special envoy, if you want to say that the prosperous capital of Liaoning is not as good as the Song Dynasty. If you don't look at anything else, you can know the beautiful women walking on this street."

Liu Liufu nodded with a smile, leading Ye Luren to continue to speak first.

Yelüren continued to say, "But I see that the smell of fat powder from the Song Dynasty is too strong. The special envoy, please take a look. The young man with fragrant powder on his face in the distance shakes his way, and his eyebrows are frivolous. It doesn't seem that the people of my Daliao are all agile warriors."

"This is the scholars of the Central Plains. If you want to rule the world, you have to rely on these people," Liu Liufu replied plainly.

"Your Excellency, please forgive the general's stupidity. The general thinks that these scholars are unreliable. What they are good at is intrigue, and the art of deception is not good for the country."

Yelü Renxian's words happened to poke Liu Liu Liufu's pain, but Liu Liufu did not attack at that time, but endured and said, "Let's go. Let's go to the post office first and talk about this when we have time."

After saying that, Liu Liufu slightly hit the horse's buttocks. The grassland horse he sat on first followed the messenger in front of him and went straight to the Liaoning Embassy - Dutingyi.

Dutingyi is located in the north of Jiaozixing Street, only a Qingshi Street away from Liangjiazhupu. The nearby stores are mostly engaged in groceries, calligraphy and painting, flowers and fruits. It is not far from Xiangguo Temple in the east and Yanqingguan in the west. In the north is a large-scale palace called Jingling West Palace.

To the south is the residential house in the market.

However, after entering the post hall to bathe and change his clothes, Liu Liufu was not in the mood to go to those places. He wanted to go to the palace to meet the emperor of the Song Dynasty. He was alone.

After Liu Liufu entered the palace, Yelu Renxian lay alone in the post hall for a while. When he was full of energy, he woke up and found that the hot sun was still hanging in the west. It seemed that it was not around the same time. Thinking of this, Yeluren got up first and went straight to the flower world outside after leaving the house.

Before leaving the post hall, the two soldiers in front of Yeluren's first house followed him step by step.

These two soldiers are members of Yelu Renxian's clan. One is Hu Erzhuang. As his name is the soldier, his arms are round and waist is as strong as a cow; the other is Manduhai, who is good at wading and hunting.

The three of them came out of the post hall and came to the street. Ye Luren looked around first and saw that there were a lot of pedestrians on the street, which was very lively. There were continuous hawking from far and near. It was also fresh to look, and it smelled even more attractive

"Okay, go there and have a look"

Ye Luren first used the half-baked Chinese dialect and then pointed to it with his hand. The two soldiers looked at it. They only saw a hotel full of guests on Zhouqiao, with a big word on the wine flag on a white background and black.

"Head, are you going to drink there?" Hu Erzhuang asked.

"Yes, just go there and lead the way." Ye Luren first loosened the gold and silver belt and raised his hand.

"Obey" Hu Erzhuang bent down to salute and led the way, followed by Yelu Renxian and Manduhai.

The three of them stepped on the streets one after the other and walked through the crowd. While feeling the vibrant civic life of the Song Dynasty, they went to the Zhou Bridge. After crossing the bridge, they walked more than ten steps to the Zhangjia Hotel.

People come and go at the gate of the hotel. It's so lively.

"The leader has arrived" Hu Erzhuang stopped and replied.

"Go in when you get there. You want the top floor," Ye Luren said rudely first.

"Yes, the head"

Hu Erzhuang turned around and walked towards the hotel. As soon as he entered the door, the clerk in the hotel came up and saw that the face of the Liao man in the clothes of the sards immediately changed.

"How many?" The clerk in the hall asked rudely.

"Three people, we need to wrap the top layer," Hu Erzhuang replied fluently.

"Someone at the top has made it. You're late. If you don't eat at the bottom, you can eat it." The man dealt with it casually.

"No, we're going to go to the upper floor. Please help us talk about it," Hu Erzhuang replied in a slightly tough tone.

"Yo, if you tell me, I'll say it. There are so many guests in this person who ask me to say that I'm not tired." The clerk curled his lips impatiently and looked at the account room at the door. The accountant was busy paying the bill and didn't see him.

"Do you want to do business or not?" Suddenly, Er took a strong step forward, grabbed the front chest of the running man, and picked up Xiao Er like a chicken.