Everyone around them also felt the panic of the Jurchens.

The gatekeepers who separated the Tartars from Xu Shiyang with their bodies looked at the Tartars in surprise. After a long time, they realized something and kept turning to look at Xu Shiyang. No matter how good or bad they looked at him, their eyes were full of curiosity, admiration and envy.

It was not until the last panicked Tartar disappeared in front of him that the two soldiers who were trapped in the battle lowered their bodies and asked Xu Shiyang to jump off their shoulders.

After landing, Xu Shiyang turned his back to Pu Luhun and asked unintentionally: "Are the Tartars very majestic? Do you want to vote again?"

The former Jurchen Mouke was stunned for a moment and sweated coldly in an instant.

He quickly knelt down and whispered to Xu Shiyang: "Although the slave is an uneducated Tartar, he also understands one thing--if you want to live long, you have to be a slave to the strongest master."

"My servant thinks you are the strongest, my master!"

Xu Shiyang nodded, and did not continue to say anything more. He just waited a little bored to come behind the Jin envoy, and another group of more than 100 golden spear cavalrymen came over.

They also felt the emotions of the Tartars when they entered the city, so that these soldiers of the Great Zhou imperial guards seemed much more high.

They tried to straighten their backs and lined up to enter their capital. There were even a few obviously younger ones who immediately bowed to Xu Shiyang.

Xu Shiyang pinched his waist with one hand, raised his right hand halfway, waved his hand slightly to the soldiers of the Golden Spear Squad. If he shouted a few more slogans, it would be more similar to the military parade of later leaders.

After the Golden Spear Team also entered the city, Xu Shiyang did not turn around and looked back, and directly told his subordinates coolly:

“Enter the city.”

Then first advance towards the human wall composed of the gate guards in front.

It was like a god splitting the sea, hundreds of officers and soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty separated to both sides with Xu Shiyang's pace, giving him a space to symbolize awe.

"hero!"

A tender voice sounded on a delicate second-story building behind Xu Shiyang.

It sounds like some brave little boy cheering at the triumphant hero.

"hero!"

"hero!"

"hero!"

Afterwards, countless Lin'an people poured out from the houses, shops and alleys on both sides of the city gate, and shouted loudly at Xu Shiyang Wei'an's back.

The depressing atmosphere that was originally mixed by the Tartars was instantly swept away, and everyone was excited to celebrate the victory.

"hero!"

"hero!"

"hero!"

Amid these thunderous cheers, Xu Shiyang officially stepped into Lin'an Prefecture of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

...

After entering the city gate and coming to Dutingyi, the Shuhu Gao Qi finally got out of the hungry tiger's gaze.

This Jurchen warrior, who was a guard from the Great Golden Emperor, asked the deputy envoy beside him:

"Who was that person just now?"

“Don’t know.”

The situation of the deputy envoy Wanyan Xi is even worse than that of Gao Qi, the Shuhu. He even feels a chill behind him. Maybe he has had a lot of cold sweat just now?

Wanyan Xi shook her head with lingering fear:

"I've never heard of this person."

"There are also warriors in the Southern Dynasties." Gao Qi, the Shuhu, sighed.

"So what!" Wanyan Xi, who felt that he had lost face just now, said viciously: "As long as the emperor of the Southern Dynasty is a coward!"

"This time I must threaten him to relieve my hatred!"

...

“It’s ridiculous!!!”

Lin'an City, Wenfu.

The old man, respected by the world, was not as calm as a scholar, and was furious in his own hall.

"Look at what this is!"

Mr. Wen held a roll of yellow silk in his hand and shouted in front of his two sons and several friends from the same war faction:

"The emperor surrendered to the Tartars! He also had to accept the Tartars' canonization!"

"The annual monies increased to 300,000 yuan each for silver and silk! I have to give the Tartars one million guan of military rewards!"

"That's fine. After all, it was a peace agreement that had been signed last year, but what's going on! What's going on!"

The arm holding Huang Juan trembled slightly in front of everyone, showing the anger in his heart at this moment.

Everyone in the hall lowered their heads and did not dare to reply.

In addition to requesting the title of Emperor Zhou in front of the world and urging the Great Zhou Dynasty to negotiate this year's annual tribute and the northern transportation of the military reward money submitted by the Jurchen envoy, some additional requirements were put forward in addition to requesting the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty in front of the world and urging the Great Zhou Dynasty to quickly negotiate this year's annual tribute and the northern transportation of the military reward money as soon as possible.

The most critical one is to ask the Dazhou to marry a princess to go north to marry the grandchildren of the Dajin Emperor.

Of course, if the princesses were sacrificed only for the happiness of the royal princess, the pro-war factions would not be so angry. After all, the clans were all deeply grateful to the country, so it would be nothing to do at this time.

However, marriage can never be done by sending one or two women out.

In particular, the Jurchens also put forward specific requirements, such as:

One thousand taels of gold, fifty thousand silver and silk each, three hundred stagnants of money each, three hundred maids and servants, three thousand craftsmen, three thousand craftsmen, and eight hundred monks and Taoists.

All of the above must be used as dowry, and the princess who was close to her will go north to return to the gold medal.

This was definitely an unbearable lion's mouth!

It’s okay to have money, but the maids and servants, monks and Taoists are not unacceptable, but if the craftsman is given to the Tartars, wouldn’t he become a foe?

OK OK, giving them money was an enemy, but at least the Great Zhou could still make money back through merchants.

If the craftsmen were given to the Tartars, what else could the Great Zhou leave? If the Jurchens also achieved strong armor and powerful soldiers, combined with their powerful cavalry and barbaric temperament, what else could the Great Zhou stop them?

Besides, more than 4,000 people were forced to move north. Should their families follow him? Wouldn't this mean that they would give tens of thousands of people to the Jurchens as slaves?

Even if the craftsmen do not move northward, they will definitely bribe subordinate officials with their virtues... Haha, if there is no need for the Tartars to attack, the Great Zhou itself will be in turmoil for a few years!

"For the Great Zhou plan, these conditions must not be agreed upon!"

Mr. Wen said firmly:

"Bathing, changing clothes! I want to meet the saint, and I want to explain the pros and cons to the saint in person!"

"Father!"

Wen Xianggong's eldest son, who is currently a Hanlin Bachelor, could not continue to sit down, so he had to stand up and stop his father:

"You have retired now, why do you meet the saint?"

Prince Wen was so angry that he stared at him, and hummed like a bull for a long time, but he had nothing to say.

My son is right. He has retired. Although he always wants to make a comeback, he has not succeeded yet. How can a white body in the world be casually seen?

In the hall, all the officials of the main war faction lowered their heads and looked sad and angry.

If the requirements of the Tartars were met this time, the Great Zhou would completely lose the opportunity to expedition the Central Plains.

Maybe it won’t take long, and it won’t even be able to do it in Jiangnan.

"Father."

Wen Zhong corrected his clothes with both hands and said slowly:

"You are the backbone of the Great Zhou Dynasty. You must not violate the holy will now, in order to recover and reorganize the country."

"I am a Hanlin Bachelor. I'll leave it to my child to do something like this."
Chapter completed!