Reborn in the Water Margin as emperor, built tanks to level the world

Chapter 560: More powerful than a steel chariot?

"If not, if we brothers and soldiers are still allowed to gather together."

"No matter how open-minded the official of the Song Dynasty is, it must be extremely difficult for him to accept it."

"Because if our brothers continue to get together, it will be a threat to any regime."

"In other words, once our brothers accept the court's adaptation, that will be the day when we brothers say goodbye."

"For these days, we brothers have eaten and slept together, and we have been in the same place when fighting."

"If we were to separate suddenly, how could I, the older brother, be willing to let go?"

At this time, Song Jiang did not reflect his attitude of agreement or rejection on the spot, but said something meaningful:

"Since our Liangshan brothers have decided to surrender to the imperial court today, there will be no other way out from now on."

"If we surrender and rebel again at this time, how will the Song Dynasty court or the living heroes such as Fang La and Wang Qing treat us, a group of capricious villains?"

"So, even if we brothers don't want to take this step anymore, we still have to stick to it now."

"It's just that at the moment, in our Liangshan camp, there are still some brothers who have been wounded by swords and have not yet recovered."

"So for a while, it was difficult to accept the official adaptation by the court."

In this large meeting room, the person who has been in contact with Zhao Ji for the longest time is undoubtedly the wise and multi-star Wu Yong.

But at this moment, I can hear the various concerns in the hearts of all the brothers.

As a military advisor, he didn't know what to say at this moment.

After struggling in my heart for a long time, I just said with a dull expression:

"Brothers, it's getting late now. It's really inconvenient to enter the palace again."

"Early tomorrow morning, my little brother, I will try my best to meet with the current officials instead of talking about it."

"Let's just say that we brothers, even after accepting the imperial court's adaptation, we don't want to separate and go our separate ways."

"Just ask today's officials, are they accurate?"

"If the current officials agree to our request, then everything will be fine."

"If it's not allowed, then we brothers will think of other ways when the time comes."

Song Jiang's eyes looked slightly anxious when he looked at Wu Yong.

But after thinking about it for a long time, he still didn't say a word.

Just looking at the dark clouds rising outside the tent, I felt a lot of depressed emotions in my heart.

At this moment, in a post house.

Yelu Nanxian, who had just had dinner, was sitting on a bamboo chair.

While tasting the fragrant tea on the coffee table, he turned to look out the window.

Looking at the willow trees swaying in the night breeze.

There are inevitably more things on my mind:

Before coming to the Song Dynasty, I thought that this mission trip would definitely go smoothly.

But I never thought that I would encounter such a difficult guy.

Although in the court today, His Majesty the Emperor of the Song Dynasty has promised me that he will rush out a batch of steel chariots for our Liao Kingdom as soon as possible in the next few days or even ten days.

But why am I still as uneasy as if I hadn't heard these words?

What is this situation?

Yelu Nanxian just lifted the tea cup on the coffee table in front of him and took a sip.

Then a series of knocks on the door were heard:

"Excuse me, is Her Royal Highness Princess Yelu of Daliao Kingdom resting in this guest room?"

Yelu Nanxian, who was in the room, suddenly heard such a sound and immediately frowned with a pair of pretty eyebrows:

It's so late, but who is coming?

Could it be possible, could it be that the Emperor of the Song Dynasty wanted to summon me to the palace at night to discuss matters?

If not, how could that eunuch with a sharp voice come to me for no reason at this moment?

With such questions, Yelu Nanxian stood up from the coffee table, then quickly walked to the door of the room and opened the two wooden doors.

When he saw the person outside the door, he turned out to be a pale-faced eunuch with no beard.

Immediately, a calm smile appeared:

"I would like to ask this father-in-law, what is the important matter for coming to my place this time?"

Eunuch Sheng bowed respectfully to Yelu Nanxian:

"Our family came here this time in compliance with the imperial edict of the official family. We came here to invite Her Highness the Princess to come to the palace to discuss matters."

Yelu Nanxian nodded slightly:

"I would like to ask this father-in-law, do you know what the Emperor of the Song Dynasty will discuss with the little girl?"

The expression on Eunuch Sheng's face was slightly astonished:

"I heard from the officials that our family seems to want to discuss with Her Royal Highness the Princess about those steel chariots."

"But before we came to invite Her Highness the Princess, the officials gave us another instruction."

"It is said that there is something more powerful than those steel chariots, and I want to show it to Her Highness the Princess."

"But I don't know if Your Highness the Princess is interested?"

Yelu Nanxian's beautiful eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, and the gentle smile just now was no longer on her face.

Instead, there was a hint of caution:

"There is something more powerful than that steel chariot, but what is it?"

"I wonder if this father-in-law knows about it?"

Eunuch Sheng slowly shook his head:

"Our family doesn't know about these things."

"If Her Highness the Princess is very interested in what my Lord said."

"Then our family will take Her Royal Highness to see our Lord now."

After hearing this, Yelu Nanxian only hesitated for a very short time before agreeing to Eunuch Sheng's invitation.

But before Yelu Nanxianlin went out, he put on another set of extremely beautiful purple dress.

Yelu Nanxian originally thought that because Zhao Ji came to summon her at such a late hour, the reception venue would definitely be an imposing palace.

But what Yelu Nanxian never expected was that the place where Zhao Ji summoned her this time was actually one of Zhao Ji's many palaces.

Although the main hall here is already quite luxurious.

But compared with the many meeting halls in the palace, it is still very private and small.

When Eunuch Sheng brought Yelu Nanxian here, he slowly retreated.

Only Yelu Nanxian was left here.

This is a rather elegantly decorated room.

There was a big red carpet on the floor, and dozens of big red candles with slightly thinner wrists than those of an adult man were lit in the four corners of the room.

Suddenly, the room was illuminated brightly.

There is no spacious conference table here, just a larger coffee table made of rosewood.

On both sides of the coffee table, there are two very exquisite bamboo chairs.

On the surrounding walls, there are either Zhao Ji's own masterpieces of calligraphy and painting, or various ancient masterpieces handed down from previous dynasties.

The scent of sandalwood makes people feel relaxed and happy.