"Your Majesty, the Nuzhen Race has sent an emissary!"
Just as Zhao Kuangyin was preparing to promote the harvester, Zhao Pu excitedly reported during the morning court session.
"The Nuzhen Race?"
Zhao Kuangyin frowned when he heard this name.
Zhao Kuangyin did not know much about the Nuzhen Race before.
After all, they were just a small race that had been enslaved by Liao. They did not deserve to be remembered by Great Song.
However, Zhao Kuangyin remembered the name of the Jin Kingdom that the Nuzhen Race would establish in the future and how much harm it would bring to Great Song.
However, according to Lin Chuan, the Nuzhen Race only stood up and established the Jin Kingdom a long time after Great Song's death.
Moreover, there were many things waiting to be done in Great Song, so Zhao Kuangyin threw this matter to the back of his mind.
Now that he had not settled the score with them, they actually took the initiative to come to him?
Thinking of this, Zhao Kuangyin coldly said,
"Announce."
The emissary of the Nuzhen Race hurriedly rushed over. He was dressed plainly and looked like an ordinary nomad.
"Greetings, Emperor Song!"
Unexpectedly, this Nuzhen emissary spoke fluent Chinese.
Zhao Kuangyin glanced at him and signaled him to continue.
He wanted to see what this Nuzhen Race was up to.
Zhao Kuangyin did not have a good impression of the Nuzhen Race, even though they were a disadvantaged group and were extremely respectful.
After all, the words "Jingkang Shame" were firmly nailed in Zhao Kuangyin's mind.
He had never thought that Great Song would become so miserable in the future.
The rebellion of Jingkang had led to the destruction of Northern Song. In addition to the destruction of the city, reparations, and the capture of the emperor, the women in the palace had to take off their clothes and put on sheepskin to be humiliated!
This kind of humiliation made Zhao Kuangyin want to kill this emissary immediately.
"Emperor Song, I am here to represent our king and cooperate with Great Song," the emissary said respectfully.
During this time, he kept kowtowing and did not dare to raise his head at all.
"Cooperation?"
"What is there to talk about with a race that grew up drinking the milk of livestock and has been enslaved by Liao until now? What qualifications do you have to talk about cooperation with Great Song? "
Zhao Kuangyin sneered and showed no mercy.
This made Zhao Pu immediately panicked and puzzled.
It was a good thing that the Nuzhen Race emissary had come, but why was His Majesty so abnormal today?
"This …"
The Jurchen envoy was confused by the scolding. Even though he was angry, he did not dare to vent his anger. He could only bow and beg.
"Your Majesty Emperor Song, please calm down."
"I'm here because our king wants to work with the Song Dynasty to overthrow the Liao Kingdom."
"Although our clan is weak now, many of our warriors have gained the trust of the Liao Emperor and have control of many of Liao's military secrets."
"It's just that our race does not have enough military strength, and only Great Song can rival the Liao Kingdom. I have come to hope that we can work together."
"If we can overthrow the Liao Kingdom, most of the land will belong to the Song Dynasty. The Nuzhen Clan will only need one-tenth of the land to reproduce."
"Your Majesty, please reconsider."
When the Jurchen emissary saw that the Song Emperor did not like the Jurchen Race, he hurriedly explained the purpose of his visit.
In his opinion, this was a cooperation that Emperor Song could not refuse.
From how he saw it, even though the Great Song was like the sun in the sky, it was still not a match for the powerful Liao Kingdom.
Thinking of this, the Jurchen emissary continued.
"The Liao Emperor has been eyeing Great Song ever since the Great Song destroyed West Xia, the Liao Emperor has been accumulating troops to attack the Great Song."
"Our Nuzhen Clan has been enslaved for so many years, and the Liao Kingdom has treated us extremely ruthlessly. This matter will only benefit the Great Song!"
Hearing this, Zhao Kuangyin coldly laughed.
"Are you done?"
The Jurchen emissary froze for a moment before nodding his head.
"If you're done, then kill him."
The moment Zhao Kuangyin said this, the Jurchen emissary's face turned pale.
The various officials were also stunned, and they hurriedly cupped their hands and tried to persuade the Emperor.
"Your Majesty, please reconsider!"
"The emissary's words are true. This matter will only benefit the Great Song."
"Without the help of the Jurchen Race, defeating the Liao Kingdom will be hundreds of times more difficult. It will be a waste of manpower and resources."
This was especially so for Zhao Pu, who was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
From the start, he had noticed that the Emperor was different today.
Such tempting conditions, and the Emperor had already wanted to attack the Liao Kingdom.
This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
Without the Jurchen Race, they would only have a 50% chance of winning.
With the help of the Jurchen Race, the chances would increase by at least 70% to 80%!
This was why Zhao Pu agreed to recommend the Emperor.
However, why did the Emperor hate the Jurchen Race so much?
The Great Song had never interacted with the Jurchen Race.
Just as Zhao Pu was puzzled, Zhao Kuangyin narrowed his eyes and slowly said,
"Do you really think that I don't know what the Jurchen Race is planning?
"With the Great Song, the Jurchen Race will have a helper. You can swallow up the Liao Kingdom that has been suppressing you and take one-tenth of the land.
"The Jurchen Race has very few people, but you just want to use this opportunity to take over your land and recruit the remaining Liao Kingdom members to rest and recuperate.
"You don't have any plans now because you don't have the ability.
"What if you have the ability? What will you do?
"Won't you betray the Great Song like the Liao Kingdom?!"
Zhao Kuangyin's voice was majestic, and the Jurchen emissary was scared out of his wits.
This …
The Song Emperor and the Jurchen Race had never interacted before. How did he know about the King's plan?
The King's plan was to rest and recuperate after destroying the Liao Kingdom and pay tribute to the Great Song. When the time was right, they would attack.
In the Jurchen King's eyes, the Song Emperor only had more soldiers, but their strength was far inferior to the Jurchen Race's cavalry.
If they succeeded, the Jurchen Race would definitely be able to enter the Central Plains, and the Jurchen Race would be able to live a good life.
But how did the Song Emperor see through it?
"Your Majesty, we definitely don't have such intentions!"
"We rebelled against the Liao Kingdom because the Liao Kingdom is tyrannical. We were forced to do so.
"The Great Song is different. The Great Song's predecessor was the Tang Dynasty. Our King believes that the Great Song will also accept the Jurchen Race.
"If the Jurchen Race can stand on their own, they will definitely submit to the Great Song and pay tribute every month!"
Zhao Kuangyin raised his eyebrows and said coldly,
"Oh?
"Why do you think that I will accept the Jurchen Race? Who gave you such confidence?
"I don't know what the Jurchen Race is thinking, but I know that you are a bunch of ingrates. You are ambitious and only want to invade the Central Plains!
"Without the Jurchen Race, I can still destroy the Liao Kingdom and your Jurchen Race!
"Those who are not of my race will definitely have different intentions. I am not stupid enough to accept an ambitious race!
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