The ministers froze for a moment, overjoyed, and shouted for the position of saint.

This is the first time that the four political factions of the Great Court have reached a unified opinion since the founding of the Great Dynasty. There is no disagreement among the four political factions, and they all agree that the Great Dynasty can ask the Song State for some benefits.
At first, I wanted to blackmail a sum of money, then I felt that I should blackmail a little more money, then I felt that I should blackmail money and blackmail some people or things at the same time, and finally I just paid tribute directly.
He won’t give it?
You look down on big!
Beat you!
"Although this matter is not quite in line with the peace treaty just signed by the two countries, it is not appropriate for the Yellow River to have no peace treaty and the Yellow River has come to this point because of the Song Ting problem. They want to stay out of it."
Su Yonglin pretended to sigh with emotion, "It’s a pity that I just don’t know whether the Song people are reasonable or not. It’s not what I want to see if they are unreasonable and ignorant."
The princes heard that the emperor was pretending to be like this, so they followed suit and sighed with emotion.
But in the end, the conclusion is the same
This is not a big problem, it is a problem of Song State, and all the responsibilities must be borne by Song Ting and Emperor Zhao.
So Su Yonglin made up his mind to propose to Tianwanmin to consider making a formal request to Song State, asking them to [manage the Yellow River every year with a certain amount of money, materials and manpower].
And the total value of these things can’t be lower than the annual tribute they gave to Jin Guo.
Su Yonglin set out to set up a negotiating mission and soon decided on the person in charge of the negotiating mission.
Xin Qiji, Chief of Staff of the General Staff College
Su Yonglin vaguely remembers that Xin Qiji once advised him to take refuge in the Southern Song Dynasty. Although this did not happen later, Xin Qiji also said that he saw through the hypocrisy of the Southern Song Dynasty, but Su Yonglin still wanted him to see for himself what the Southern Song Dynasty was like.
So Su Yonglin called Xin Qiji and gave him this responsibility.
At the meeting, Xin Qiji was also a person who clamored for the price of the Southern Song Dynasty. After learning that Su Yonglin gave this to him, he readily agreed.
Su Yonglin looked at him and smiled, and he was all over himself.
"Pursuit so laugh? Minister … Is there anything wrong? "
"No, there’s nothing wrong with you. I just think it’s interesting."
Su Yonglin smiled and said, "I am reminded that when we first met, we talked about the general trend at night and told me that I must rely on the Southern Dynasties to work for the Southern Dynasties before I can succeed. Do you still think so?"
Xin Qiji suddenly walked with a depressed face.
"You remember"
"How can you forget? That’s the first strategy you offered me. "
"I … I was too young to understand anything at that time. Please don’t take it amiss."
"No, no, I just think it’s funny."
Su Yonglin walked up to Xin Qiji and patted him on the shoulder. "At the beginning, you advocated that I take refuge in the Southern Dynasties, but now you have completely changed your mind and become determined to ask for the old tribute from the Southern Dynasties. I am curious. What do you think of the Southern Dynasties now?"
Xin Qiji was relieved to see that Su Yonglin’s face was not false but really asked.
"I really don’t have the slightest idea now. I can see clearly what virtue the Southern Dynasties were. They are just a group of timid and timid people. It is wishful thinking to expect them to save the people of the Central Plains without restoring the Central Plains."
Speaking of this, Xin Qiji sighed with some regrets. "At the beginning, I said to the minister that saving all the people in the Central Plains could rely on our own ministers. I really felt that this was unreliable, but later I found out that I really could save all the people in the Central Plains."
Su Yonglin nodded without denying Xin Qiji’s remarks.
"I’m glad you think so, but I’m going to change your words."
"Go ahead."
"I can’t save Tianwanmin by myself. All of you help me together so that I can save Tianwanmin without your support."
Xin Qiji knew in his heart that he would give Su Yonglin a big gift.
"I understand."
"hmm"
Su Yonglin lifted Xin Qiji up and said, "Go to the Southern Song Dynasty and see their faces, their luxurious lives and their treatment of the people’s poverty and despair, so that you can know more clearly what they are not only unreliable, but also should be smashed to pieces!"
Xin Qiji nodded.
"Chen Bai"
Chapter 633 Renaissance will be positive cycle
Su Yonglin told Xin Qiji about Su Changsheng’s secret way.
Xin Qiji Su Changsheng’s revival club and the intermediate level of the imperial court can attract Su Changsheng’s help.
Su Changsheng has been in charge of information workers and development workers for many years in the Southern Song Dynasty. He not only actively cooperated with the people at the bottom and returned to the officials of the Southern Song Dynasty, but also accumulated rich experience in dealing with the officials of the Southern Song Dynasty, which is like a Southern Song expert at the Ministry of State.
Xin Qiji didn’t know much about the Southern Song Dynasty. During his activities in the Southern Song Dynasty, he could not only exchange information, but also let Su Changsheng explain to Xin Qiji in detail the current situation of social class contradictions in the Southern Song Dynasty.
This will help Xin Qiji to know more about the decay and depravity of the Southern Song Dynasty.
Xin Qiji said white.
"By the way, if you want to go to Lin ‘an, remember to go to the shop street near Zhong ‘an Bridge, where there are many delicious things."
Su Yonglin said with a smile, "If I remember correctly, there are crispy and unique fried white sausages, suet leek cakes, braised chicken legs with oil, almond cakes, colored flowers and sugar, and … by the way, there are clear-juice snails that are delicious."
Su Yonglin suddenly remembered that night before he left Lin ‘an, he and Su Yong were foraging on Lin ‘an Street together.
And that bowl of hot, fragrant, clear juice snails.
"Remember to find a street stall that specializes in selling clear juice snails. The stall owner is a middle-aged man with a small talking face and a warm smile."
Xin Qiji blinked to react. Su Yonglin was a poet, and he was probably quite familiar with Lin ‘an.
"Positions is to minister to find someone? The stall owner who sells clear juice snails? Is he one of us? "
"It’s not a special person. It’s just a vendor."
Su Yonglin smiled and said with full nostalgia, "It was on the last night before I left Lin ‘an that I agreed with him that if I can return to Lin ‘an in the future, I must go to his place to eat another bowl of clear juice snails. Although I can’t go back now, you can help me see if he is still there."