Until now, the founding of the Song Dynasty, I have never heard of any prime minister who rebelled. He has neither military power nor command power, nor the support of the emperor. The prime minister is just a lonely man. Therefore, even Wu Qian sneered at this rumor.

But whether you believe it or not, Wu Qian had to admit that this was a trick to destroy Ding Daquan, so he was surprised and incredible by the series of nested plans by the commanders behind the scenes.

Whether or not it succeeds does not matter. What is important is that all the plans for Ding Daquan now have immediate results.

Another thing Zhao Qi said today is that the future of the Great Food Kingdom has actually become obvious.

There are many great cannibals stranded in the southern coastal states. Although the specific situation of the great cannibals tens of thousands of miles away is not very clear, the military trends of the Mongols are clear.

Based on the maps brought by these great cannibals and the areas captured by the Mongols, it can be clearly seen that the great cannibals are already surrounded, and the situation is even more precarious than the Great Song Dynasty.

The richest Mesopotamian plain has fallen into the hands of the Mongols, and the most dangerous Persian plateau has long been conquered by the Mongols. After losing its terrain advantage and the fertile granary of the land, Dashi has no way out.

Just as Wu Qian was sighing and sighing, an old man with white hair and beards and long robe and a Dongpo scarf walked along the path between the shade under the guidance of his servant.

"It's so hot noon that Duke Chongguo didn't lie on his bed and asked me to have tea. What's the reason? He didn't know how disturbing people's dreams. I just lay down for only half a moment..." Before the Ye Mengding man arrived, he began to complain from afar.

"Haha, come here quickly in Xijian. After seeing these things, I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep for several days!" Wu Qian stood up to greet him with a smile.

Ye Mengding was not polite either. He walked into the pavilion and sat down, looked at the maps and papers scattered on the table and picked up one and looked at it a few times, then put it down and picked up another one and looked at it a few times, and found that there were some messy records on it, so he asked in confusion: "It's better to bother Duke Chong to solve the problem. What are these?"

"Pick a pot of black plum soup to quench Mr. Xijian!" Wu Qian waved his hand.

"Yes, lord!" A maid left outside the pavilion, and soon brought a porcelain pot, poured a cup of golden sweet soup for the two of them and then left.

"Well, this black plum soup is sour and sweet, and it really quenches thirst and refreshes!" Ye Mengding slapped a mouthful of pain and flattery.

"Xijian just asked what these are, so I explained that these are all maps and oral contents of the great cannibals collected by my servants from Wenzhou and Fuzhou. Xijian has just read some of them. Although they seem to be chaotic, they are all related to the movements of the Mongols in the West..."

"Is it the thing Zhao Dalang said last time?" Ye Mengding was stunned for a moment and quickly put down the cup.

"That's right, more than ten days passed in a flash. My servant didn't find out the exact news in Yanggong Town, so he took a boat to Wenzhou and Fuzhou. He happened to meet a group of merchants from Dashi last winter. These are the news they brought back..."

Wu Qian took out one of the maps and placed them on the top, pointed to the map and said, "This is a rough map of Dashi Geography. Although the painting is rough, you can see that the names of these Western countries are very strange. We don't need to worry about it for the time being. Their capital is here, called Baghdad, and in the northwest and northeast, the large area has actually been occupied by the Mongols... This place is the Huatshumo, which was called Anxi during the Qin and Han Dynasties..."

Wu Qian, who has been studying these materials since last night, felt clear in his speech. In addition, he was a knowledgeable politician, so his overall view was also clear. Compared with the information that the Song Dynasty has learned about the Mongols and the historical materials passed down from China, he made a simple analysis of the current situation of the Great Food Kingdom and the Mongols based on the map.

"We usually only focus on the Song Dynasty. Since the demise of the Western Xia and Jin Kingdoms, there is no buffer area between us and Mongolia. Wars broke out almost every year between the two countries on the border. Although the news that Zhao Dalang said that the Mongols have begun to invade Sichuan now is not true, according to the Western situation explained by these great cannibals, the Mongols have very great ambitions. They have already broken through many countries, and the population slaughtered and the wealth robbed cannot be counted!" After Wu Qian finished speaking, he picked up the teacup with a worried expression.

After listening to Wu Qian's explanation, Ye Mengding's face became a little ugly, and he grabbed his beard for a long time and did not speak.

"Dream Ding, the Song Dynasty is in danger now. Although I still have the desire to show my ambitions in the court, I am still unforgivable after all, and I am afraid I will not see the day to recover the Central Plains. If it is possible in the future, if you enter the Shufu, you must find a way to defeat Mongolia. Even if you cannot restore the Central Plains, at least you must defend half of the country. Otherwise, once the Mongols break through the natural danger of the Yangtze River, the Song Dynasty will be in danger!" Wu Qianyu spoke earnestly.

"What is the virtue of Xijian? What can the Duke Chongguo do? How dare Xijian boast about it? Mongolia is cruel and domineering, and no one can defeat horses. Although our Song Dynasty has more excellent weapons, the lack of war horses, and the quality of horses in the south cannot be compared with Mongolian horses. Think about how powerful the Jin Kingdom was in the past, but it was not trampled into a piece of blood mud by the Mongols. The Jin people captured the two emperors Huiqin, but the retribution of heaven's way of reincarnation was unhappy. After the destruction of the country, all the royal family was plundered by the Mongols, and thousands of concubines and royal princesses became slaves..."

"Compared with the demise of the Jin Kingdom, although our Song Dynasty was in danger of the Yangtze River, you also know the current situation of the court. The treacherous ministers were in chaos, and the officials were getting older and foolish. If the concubines in the palace colluded with foreign ministers, Ding Daquan would just fall. There was still some hope. If Ding Daquan did not fall, the Mongolian soldiers would not be in a state of chaos under the pressure of the imperial court. No one could advocate resistance, and no general who commanded the army...Duke Chong still remembers Duke Ji?"

"Meng Gong...ah, it's a pity!" Wu Qian sighed.

"Meng Gong fought countless wars in his life. He fought against Jin and Mongolia, protected Huangzhou, captured Xiangyang, and retreated to the enemy, and purged Sichuan. He was so loyal and patriotic that he was finally caught by villains and was afraid of the officials. So what if he was chased to be the title of Grand Tutor Duke? If someone died, nothing would be useful. If Meng Gong was still there, Sichuan would be safe and sound, but it would be a pity that it would be gone!" Ye Mengding shook his head with a look of grace.

"Yes, it's a pity Meng Gong. When Mongolia captured Xiangyang, the capital was in danger. If Meng Gong hadn't been pursuing his troops and preparing to retake Xiangyang, I'm afraid that our Song Dynasty would have been a different situation, and the danger of the national destruction was near, but the court officials did not know that Fan Yongji, a surrendered general of the Jin Dynasty, tried to leave Mongolia and surrender to the Song Dynasty, and secretly informed Meng Gong that Gong was in the white court, and the emperor was not allowed. A great opportunity was like a big resignation.

This timid and regaining the Central Plains is probably far from expected. At present, who can compare with Meng Gong in the court? Meng Gong died and the Song Dynasty was like a broken arm. Even if I entered the Shu Mansion, I felt that it was too far from Meng Gong. Alas, more than ten years have passed, so it would be better if I didn’t say it. If Mongolia invaded again this time, I don’t know what the situation would be. I was extremely worried..." Wu Qian leaned on the back of the chair and looked at somewhere in the garden.

Ye Mengding didn't say anything, and drank the black plum soup sipped in one bite.
Chapter completed!