"Along the way, all the places in Shandong took care of us meticulously. This kind of care really makes us very grateful!"

That is, if you want others, Li Qingping put his posture at the bottom of the situation. Therefore, when talking, he only picks up good words.

Therefore, after Li Qingping finished speaking, Han Xi, who came out of the city, couldn't help but smile: "We are all ministers of the Song Dynasty. Now we should work together and take care of each other to achieve the great cause of expelling the Tartars."

"Hahaha, Privy Council is right, right." Li Qingping nodded repeatedly when he heard this. However, when he looked at Han Xi again, he couldn't help but say embarrassedly: "It's shameful to say that we didn't know the great news of our King of Qi and the girl Liu from the mouth of the noble family.

Therefore, it is in the future that we can prepare gifts for our King of Qi. I hope that the Privy Council can speak a lot of good words for us in front of the King of Qi, so that we should not let the King of Qi be accustomed to it.”

Mao Zhengliang is now a serious landlord. He has landed for more than a thousand miles, and his subordinates have more than 200,000 powerful soldiers.

With such power, Liaodong is a critical period for seeking others. In terms of emotion and reason, we must prepare a gift for Mao Zhengliang to celebrate the great joy.

But the intelligence department in Liaodong is almost paralyzed, far away in Liaodong, Guan Duo, who is far away from Shandong, could not have received such news in advance.

Therefore, when the delegation landed at Dengzhou Wharf and then marched to Laizhou area, Li Qingping, as the commander, realized that they had made a mistake without realizing it.

However, for Mao Zhengliang, as long as this negotiation can go smoothly, some gifts are nothing.

‘Anyway, as long as everything can be done according to the plan they have set out before, they can earn Shandong a year’s tax on this matter. Compared to these, a mere gift is not a drop in the bucket.’

Han Xi thought about this in his mind, and he couldn't help but nod at Li Qingping indifferently and smiled: "Li Jun, please feel at ease. My king has the ambitions like Kunpeng, and he has never cared about these details.

I will explain to my king on behalf of the king, and the king will not blame him for this.”

"If this is the case, then I'll thank you sir!"

Those who seek others must be courteous. Because of the lack of food, medicine, cloth, tea and wine, and other various daily necessities, Liaodong is so poor that it is almost impossible to expose itself.

Under such circumstances, in order to get assistance from Shandong, Li Qingping, as the envoy, also gave him a death order before leaving.

"Anyway, even if you, Li Qingping, knelt in front of the city gate and begged Mao Zhengliang, you must get me food, cloth and medicine from Shandong. Otherwise, you will die in Shandong and you won't have to come back!"

Looking back, the words that Zhang Guanduo, Liaodong, who was already anxious and gray, almost shouted at Li Qingping at the beginning of his voice.

Guan Duo, a person who has always regarded himself as a cunning person who has never expressed his emotions, now can't help but say such words. It can also be seen how urgent the situation in Liaodong has reached.

Therefore, when Li Qingping, as the commander, faced Han Xi, the "Shandong Zifang", it was like a subordinate who saw his superior. As long as he held his fists and bowed, he would bow to the ground.

Even after talking in front of the city gate, Han Xi couldn't help but hold him.

"Li Jun, you don't need to be so polite. Although Shandong and Liaodong are thousands of miles apart, they are brothers who work together to "expel the Tartars and restore China." That is, brothers, how can they not be so polite?"

As he said that, Han Xi looked around again and couldn't help but continue, "You are here thousands of miles away, and you can't talk to someone in front of the city gate. I have sent someone to prepare food and drinks for you, and I am at the inn where you are waiting to stay.

You can use some wine and food in the inn first, and then have a good rest for a night. I will lead you to the royal palace tomorrow and meet my king. What do you think?"

"Then please, Privy!"

Li Qingping had no objection to such an arrangement at this time.

After rushing so far, he really needs to prepare well now and then meet Mao Zhengliang.

Therefore, under the guidance of Han Xi, these people in the delegation walked into the huge Jinan City from the west gate of Jinan City and saw the prosperity that Liaodong had never seen before.

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"There are mostly markets in Xicheng, selling various commodities such as grain, tea, wine, cloth, antiques, calligraphy and paintings. In terms of the number of commodities, although they cannot be compared with the Yuan Dadu of the Tartars, there is no shortage of all kinds of commodities."

After the group entered the city, they saw Li Qingping and the others frequently looking at the streets at this time. Han Xi, who had lived in Jinan for nearly two years, couldn't help but become a guide and introduced the ancient city to Li Qingping and the others.

Li Qingping and others did not interrupt at this time, but just listened quietly to Han Xi and said to them: "After passing this Xicheng Market, you only need to cross another street and you will be the Xicheng Inn.

Although the inn is close to the market, it is a secluded and quiet place, and is not far from our famous Daming Lake in Jinan. If you don’t rush to return to Liaodong after finishing the work, you can have a good time in Daming Lake and Baotuquan.

In addition, there is Huabuzhu Mountain in the north between Xiaoqing River and Daqing River, and Qianfo Mountain in the south of the city. Although these two mountains are not as majestic as Mount Tai in the east, they are also beautiful places.

Now when you go out for a trip, it’s not too cold or hot, it’s just right!”

Literati have always loved landscapes, and Han Xi is no exception in this regard.

Therefore, whether it is Daming Lake, Huabuzhu Mountain in the north of the city, and Qianfo Mountain in the south of the city, Han Xi also built an industry and built an attic. In previous years, when the weather was hot, he would go to Qianfo Mountain in the south of the city or Huabuzhu Mountain in the north of the city to live for a few days.

In fact, it is not just them that way. Since Mao Gui's father Mao Zhengliang period, the Mao family has specially built a summer yard in these places.

In terms of scale, it is also a large mansion with dozens of rooms. Among them, there are pavilions, towers, waterfronts, flowers and plants, and there is no shortage of them.

After all, in addition to being the ruler of Shandong's thousands of miles of land, the Mao family and his son were also the largest landlords in Shandong.

Not to mention that there are tens of thousands of hectares of fertile land at home, nearly 100 shops in Jinan and Shandong have opened various types of shops that only make money but not lose money, selling government-selling products such as salt, wine and tea.

Therefore, Mao Zhengliang's private wallet also earns tens of thousands of taels of silver every year. In this way, his family cannot be overwhelmed by his enjoyment.
Chapter completed!