Chapter 113 A Covenant

"Great Stone, the Chief Commander." Zhao Jiu pondered for a moment, deciding to verify his conjecture. "Isn't my allocation based on the Chief Commander's intentions? Whether east or west, you can give me a word first. As the Son of Heaven, though I can't satisfy everyone, I will do my best not to embarrass our allies."

Hearing this, Yelu Dashi chuckled again from his seat, but then became solemn. "Your Majesty, whether it's east or west, it was all earned by the Qidan warriors with their lives! How can Dashi just give it up?"

Zhao Jiu was silent for a moment, then looked around the table before finally responding solemnly. "Great Stone, the Chief Commander, there's no such thing as one family taking all the advantages! The situation now is that east and west are thousands of miles apart. You can't take both. If you take the east, I will take the west to compensate myself. If you keep the west, I will take the east to defend myself…"

Yelu Dashi smiled again. "If that's the case, why does Your Majesty put on an act? Just allocate it directly."

Zhao Jiu looked at him for a moment, then nodded in agreement. "I gave Great Stone, the Chief Commander, a chance to choose, but you were too greedy and gave up the option. So I have to make the allocation for you… The Hetao region is yours, because it was earned by the Qidan main force fighting hard at Wulahai City. The three states of Hedong and the three states outside the river belong to Song, because these six states were earned by the might of the Great Song… What does Great Stone, the Chief Commander, think?"

The atmosphere at the banquet became tense for a moment.

After a pause, Yelu Dashi shook his head. "Your Majesty is too harsh!"

"Considering the hundred-year alliance between our two countries, the Tiande Army and Yunnei Prefecture will go to the Qidan," Zhao Jiu immediately changed his tune. "But you must exchange them for Zhuoluo City (the northern half of Lanzhou), which you currently occupy… This is the final condition. If you don't accept it, there will be no more. Please consider it carefully."

Yelu Dashi took a deep breath, his expression becoming strained. "Your Majesty! With such an allocation, it will be difficult for Dashi to explain to the Qidan warriors under my command!"

"North of Hengshan, there are 150,000 Qidan and Xi tribes, as well as the Qidan tribes in the three states outside the river. I will give them all to you. The three states outside the river and Dongsheng Prefecture will be the exchange for these people." Zhao Jiu replied expressionlessly, his head held high. "If anyone in Great Stone, the Chief Commander's, tribe is not convinced, let him come and see me!" At this point, seeing that the other party was about to speak, Zhao Jiu interrupted him again, making a final ultimatum. "Now, if you continue to grumble, it won't be just words. Great Stone, the Chief Commander, is responsible for the rise and fall of his clan and should not antagonize a great power for personal reasons."

Yelu Dashi gasped for a while, then suddenly got up and left his seat, seemingly walking away in a huff.

Seeing this, Bilerge, the King of Gaochang Uyghur, instinctively wanted to get up and follow, but seeing Yelu Dashi leave alone, surrounded by Song soldiers, the Uyghur king only shifted in his seat and stayed put.

"Great Stone, the Chief Commander, don't forget to attend the alliance meeting at noon!" Zhao Jiu seemed not to care, just reminding him remotely before turning around, raising his cup, and drinking with everyone.

Then, facing the two Mongol leaders, Zhao Jiu was not as tense as he was with Yelu Dashi, even though he had suddenly learned a few days earlier that the full name of Habu Khan, one of the two Mongols, was actually Borjigin Habu.

It should be known that if the name Mongol was enough to make Zhao Guan Jia vaguely pay attention to these people early on, then the four characters Borjigin completely lifted the veil of history, allowing Zhao Jiu to fully understand who these people in front of him were.

Mongol compatriots!

After the Jurchens, they swept across almost the entire Eurasian continent, of course including the Song and Jin dynasties that would later divide China!

However, despite being ten thousand times wary and attentive in his heart, Zhao Jiu had nothing to say or do at this time… The reason was simple: the Mongols were now allies of the Song, not enemies.

More importantly, he could not reach the grasslands at this time!

In addition, these Mongols, after witnessing the power of the Song army, and possibly due to their experience of being manipulated by the Qidan and Jurchens in turn, had very few demands this time.

According to private communication over the past few days, in addition to the expected and inevitable common topics of trade and distribution of spoils, the two Mongol leaders each had only one independent demand.

Khorjahus, the great leader of the Klie tribe, hoped that the Great Song could take charge and ensure that the Qidan handed over Kedun City as originally promised… Zhao Jiu was very happy with this, not only because this request could further weaken the Qidan and ensure the dominant role of the Great Song in the alliance, but also because the leader of the Klie tribe was not named Borjigin.

As for Borjigin Habu, the Khan jointly recommended by the eastern Mongols, after witnessing the power of the Great Song and understanding Zhao Jiu's identity, only put forward one condition: he hoped that Zhao Guan Jia could officially册封 (cè fēng, confer a title on) him as the King of Mongolia.

Zhao Jiu was once hesitant about this, because he didn't know if this册封 (cè fēng, confer a title on) would accelerate the unification of Mongolia, but soon, he thought of a countermeasure and chose to promise it early in private.

And this was also the reason why the two Mongol leaders had been cooperating and not saying much today.

In short, Zhao Jiu showed a stronger ability to make political promises, while Yelu Dashi was obviously subordinate to this Song emperor, and the two Mongol leaders, who were still in a tribal state, had simpler minds.

What's more, it was not the Song people, but the Jurchens who were currently exerting military pressure on eastern Mongolia. The two sides had no conflicting interests, only common interests.

In other words, as long as the Jurchens' twenty chiliarchies were still there, this four-party alliance would not have any real major problems.

Even the Qidan had to come back obediently.

The banquet continued, Zhao Jiu chatted and laughed with the two Mongol leaders, Lü and Zheng and other civil officials added some interest, and several commander-in-chiefs looked on coldly… It could be said that everything was going smoothly.

Only the summer heat, with the increasing sunlight, gradually became hot by the lake, and the southwest wind was slightly weaker today, so everyone was sweating profusely.

However, near noon, Yelu Dashi finally returned, and this time, he changed into a proper outfit, inlaid with gold and jade, which was quite imposing. Xiao Olila, Yelu Yudu, Yelu Yanshan, Zhao Heda, and the newly surrendered Yelu Nuge and other Qidan generals also followed.

Obviously, although it could be guessed from their not-so-good-looking faces that these generals were not satisfied with the conditions Yelu Dashi brought back, they finally decided to come to the alliance meeting out of consideration for the overall situation.

"How is it?"

Having experienced the previous events, how could Qu Duan and others not know that some things were useless for them to say? So this time, after re-seating, it was Zhao Guan Jia himself who broke the silence. "Has Great Stone, the Chief Commander, reached an agreement with the generals?"

Hearing this, Yelu Dashi said nothing, just turned his head and looked at the generals beside him. Seeing this, the faces of several Qidan generals became even more unsightly, and no one responded for a while, and the atmosphere became tense again.

Zhao Jiu's expression did not change. As Yelu Dashi turned his head, he swept his gaze across Xiao Olila and the other generals one by one. The few people who were originally indignant were looked down upon by the official family one by one, and then they all lowered their heads, and no one dared to look him in the eye.

In this way, he finally saw Yelu Nuge, and only then did the official family nod his head in satisfaction. "If you have all agreed, I have one more thing to say… As for the Hetao region, not only must it be carefully defended, but a long-term market must also be opened in the future in Wulahai City for the three parties to exchange what they have, so a general with knowledge and a sense of the overall situation is needed to take charge. I think it would be good to let General Yelu Yudu take overall command of Hetao, Tiande, and Yunnei… General Nuge has just arrived and has been operating in Yunnei for many years, but I don't trust him. Please, Great Stone, the Chief Commander, take him away!"

Below Dashi, many Qidan generals raised their heads upon hearing this, and then looked at Yelu Yudu and Yelu Nuge, each of whom opened his mouth to speak, but said nothing.

Seeing this, Zhao Jiu nodded in satisfaction again. "In that case, we have no more differences… It's almost time, let's go to the sacrifice together!"

As he said this, this Zhao Song official family got up and left directly. When he came out of the tent a moment later, he had already changed into a large red robe and a hard-winged putou (official hat), and then went directly to the altar. Since the Zhao Song emperor had gotten up, the many Song generals and ministers here also got up and followed. Immediately, the two Mongol leaders, who had long been impatient, also got up. Seeing this, Yelu Dashi stopped for a moment and finally led the Qidan generals to stand up.

King Bilerge of Gaochang let out a long sigh of relief and quickly got up to follow.

The ceremony was very simple and crude. Although the altar was circular, it was just hastily built. There were no blue oxen or white horses, only three animals were offered. The so-called mianliu (imperial crown) Zhao Guan Jia only had one set, and it was impossible to send it in a hurry, and the two Mongol leaders were even more casual… They originally thought that all they had to do was smearing the mouth with blood.

But no matter what, with this year's awe of heaven and earth, the leaders of several military and political entities gathered in one place, wanting to make an agreement, they always had to go through this once to be accountable to the world.

With the tributes offered and the sun shining, Zhao Jiu, without question, stood in the center and at the front, Yelu Dashi was one step behind, and although the two Mongol leaders looked like hooligans and had been drinking for half a day, no one was going to step forward and stroke anyone's beard.

And as everyone stood still, Zhongshu Sheren (Imperial Secretariat Drafter) Lü Benzhong sent a stack of sacrificial texts to Zheng Zhichang, the international friend.

Really a stack of sacrificial texts!

Zheng Zhichang was stunned for a long time before he realized that all the sacrificial texts were in his hands. Then, he bit the bullet and began to recite in the scorching sun:

"Since Yan Huang… Yao, Shun, and Yu passed down the throne, Dayu made great contributions to the world by controlling the floods and received the throne. His son Xia Qi opened the family world. Below the three dynasties, China had Xia… Then Shang continued… King Wu of Zhou attacked Zhou, and Zhou then had the world… Until the time of King Yi, the grandson of King Mu, the royal family declined, and the Rongdi invaded and abused China… Later, Duke Huan of Qi came out, respecting the king and expelling the barbarians, allying with the feudal lords nine times, and China was safe…"

The sacrificial text was written by Lü Benzhong and personally revised by Zhao Jiu. However, at this time, as Zheng Zhichang read it, everyone heard it as if they were listening to Chinese history, starting from Yan Huang to Yao, Shun, and Yu, and then the Xia, Shang, Zhou, Qin, Han, Northern and Southern Dynasties, Tang, and Five Dynasties were all recounted in order. Amazingly, none of the major events were missing… Moreover, in this process, the word China was repeated no less than dozens of times, without any regard for the setting of avoiding repetition as much as possible in writing.

To be honest, as for this sacrificial text, those who knew it naturally knew that it was a sacrifice to heaven and earth, and those who didn't know it thought it was a textbook for the enlightenment of Chinese history!

However, as he read on, everyone gradually realized that this was not a lecture on history, but a genealogy listing through the telling of history!

"After the Tang Dynasty, the country was divided into more than ten, merging into Song and Liao, and remaining in Mongolia and Goryeo… Gaochang is the grandson of Han!" Zheng Zhichang read here, having already turned over more than a dozen pages, exhausted and sweating profusely, but he did not dare to stop at all. "Therefore, it is said that the inheritance of China is like a thread, clearly listed, and has never been broken!"

Hearing this, the Mongols were confused, and the highly cultured Qidan had no objection, because they had long recognized themselves as descendants of Yan Huang, and even occasionally competed with Zhao Song for the orthodoxy of Yan Huang, saying that the Song people were the Southern Dynasty and they were the Northern Dynasty.

And it was at this time that everyone, who was also being roasted in the sun, finally realized why Zhao Guan Jia wanted people to talk about history and report their genealogy here.

"Before that, the Jurchens rose from the Changbai Mountains, but their roots could not be ascertained. Those fellows took advantage of China's lack of unification and encountered a chaotic ruler, and launched a brutal army to abuse the north, killing China's ruler, plundering China's wealth, slaughtering China's people, and occupying China's land. How can this be tolerated? In the Spring and Autumn Period, the various Xia allied and drove out the four barbarians, stabilizing China. Now Song's Son of Heaven, Jiu… Jiu? … Jiu gathers the descendants of Yan Huang, the following four: Liao, Mongolia, Gao… Goryeo, Da… Li? And there is Gaochang, the grandson of China, listed, allying at the Jinbo on the Yellow River, agreeing to advance and retreat together, vowing to destroy the Jurchen barbarians, plowing their courtyards and sweeping their caves, so as to restore China's unification! If anyone violates this oath, the world will punish him!"

Hearing this, although the appearance of the two words Da Li was relatively abrupt, it finally got to the point, and everyone under the altar, no matter which family or tribe they belonged to, only felt relieved at this time… As for Da Li, just treat it as this Zhao Guan Jia's mind went out.

"It is said that the barbarians have no hundred-year national fortune!"

Zheng Zhichang turned over another page with difficulty, and when he saw that there was only one last paragraph left, he suddenly became energetic, and then increased his volume, trying to read it completely. "It is also said that Youzhou and Jizhou are the capitals of China, how can the barbarians live there for long?! It is also said that it has never been heard since ancient times that China values ​​the mixed blood of barbarians! At this time, the heavens are circulating, the Central Plains is prosperous, and among hundreds of millions of people, civil and military talents are born. Jiu has both the talents and virtues of the Central Plains and the help of the various Xia of Yan Huang, and will surely expel the barbarians, restore China, establish the rules, and save the people. Please let Heaven and Earth watch the future success or failure! Therefore, this is announced, and I hope you all know."

This last paragraph has some momentum and literary talent, but at this time, almost everyone below Yelu Dashi was dizzy from the sun, and they were too lazy to praise it.

As for the fact that this Zhao Guan Jia was playing with words and putting himself in the position of the leader and the superior who led everyone, considering that Song and Liao were mentioned side by side after all, the discerning Qidan below Yelu Dashi all pinched their noses and recognized it… Who made the Great Song have more soldiers and horses at this moment?

Enough idle talk. Zheng Zhichang almost collapsed after reading a history of China spanning five thousand years. Fortunately, Lü Benzhong, who wrote this article, had prepared in advance, and immediately soldiers stepped forward to help Zheng Youren down and poured some warm salt water to help him stand again.

Before he could rest much, the imperial guards rushed forward under the signal of the commander Liu Yan… Not to kill people, but to offer the blood wine that had already been heated by the sun one by one. Below Zhao Jiu, Yelu Dashi, Borjigin Habu, Khorjahus, and Bilerge did not mention it. Yue Fei, Wu Jie, Qu Duan, Wang De, Liu Qi, Li Shifu, and other Zhao Song generals, Xiao Olila, Yelu Yudu, Yelu Yanshan, Zhao Heda, and other prominent Qidan generals, plus Zheng Zhichang, who had just come down, as well as Lü Benzhong, Ren Baozhong, etc., and several clan leaders of the two Mongol leaders, almost everyone had a cup of hot blood wine.

And Zhao Guan Jia did not hesitate, and instead of facing the altar, he turned around, raised the cup to everyone, and drank it all.

The civil and military officials of the Great Song, as well as those sensible Qidan generals, only thought that this Zhao Guan Jia was taking advantage again, but they were too lazy to care, so they drank it all directly to this official family, as if swearing an oath to this official family.

After drinking a bowl of blood wine, everyone breathed out hotly.

But things were not over yet.

"Habu Khan!"

Zhao Jiu waved his hand. "I am just about to take advantage of this occasion to封 (fēng, confer a title on) you as the King of Mongolia!"

Everyone was stunned, but then they realized that Habu had asked to be册封 (cè fēng, conferred a title on), and this Zhao Song official family was happy to册封 (cè fēng, confer a title on). They were both willing to offer and accept, and there had been some vague communication before, so no one had anything to say.

Only Khorjahus's expression changed slightly, but he did not dare to say anything after all.

So everyone stepped aside, and soon Liu Yan stepped forward, holding a box. Zhao Guan Jia opened it in public and took out a delicate gold crown from it… Ren Baozhong was the only one who was distracted, because he seemed to vaguely recognize the gold crown. It seemed, probably, to be the crown of the Liang King of Western Xia. Who would have thought that this Zhao Guan Jia would be so stingy and actually make use of waste here?

Habu was completely unaware that it was something that the dead had worn. On the contrary, he had been mingling on the grasslands, when had he ever seen such an exquisite thing? In his joy, he simply took off his hat and stepped forward. And Zhao Guan Jia did not make Habu kneel or anything. He just picked up the gold crown, put it on Habu's head, who was bowing slightly, and that was the end of the matter.

Habu held the gold crown, only feeling that the gold crown could just clip his shaved head, which showed that the Zhao Song official family had prepared it with care, so he was even more happy. Then he stood up straight and returned the salute to the surrounding people who were congratulating him.

However, before the cheers of congratulation could subside, the imperial guard commander Liu Yan took another box from the guards behind him and presented it.

Zhao Jiu opened the box and actually held out another gold crown that was about the same size but different in shape, and then smiled calmly and loudly: "I thought about it and thought there was no reason to only 封 (fēng, confer a title on) Habu Khan as the King of Mongolia and not give Khorjahus Khan a King to do… What I mean is, both of you have made great contributions this time, so Habu Khan will be the King of Eastern Mongolia, and Khorjahus Khan will be the King of Western Mongolia… Both of you will be conferred by me, how about that?"

Before the two Mongol kings could react, Yelu Dashi laughed out loud on the spot: "That's right! This is a great joy!"

Khorjahus was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed and stepped forward to thank him, actually kneeling down on one knee directly. And Habu Khan was slightly stunned, and then he thought about it again. In the end, he just smiled with the crowd, wearing the gold crown: "There should be a King for my Anda to do. From now on, the eastern part of Mongolia will belong to me, and the western part will be led by Khorjahus Anda."

As he spoke, Zhao Jiu did not care what Borjigin Habu was thinking. He directly put the gold crown, which originally belonged to Chage, the Prince of Jin of Western Xia, on Khorjahus's head amidst Ren Baozhong's complicated gaze.

With the alliance concluded and the Kings of Eastern and Western Mongolia crowned one after another, the atmosphere at the scene became even more enthusiastic.

And at this moment, Yelu Dashi, who was originally smiling happily, suddenly froze, because Liu Yan actually brought the third box amidst the cheers, and when the box was opened, it was actually a high-top gold crown that was a bit more gorgeous than the previous two gold crowns.

This time, Ren Baozhong had no doubts. He could see clearly that this was the gold crown of the lord of Western Xia… It must have been seized from the city of Xingqing.

"Great Stone, the Chief Commander."

With everyone suddenly falling silent, Zhao Jiu, wearing a red robe and putou, stood in front of the altar, holding the gold crown and facing him with his head held high. "I heard General Xiao say that you were thinking of your old master, and you only called yourself the Khan of Qidan in the Western Regions, and you didn't even become the emperor of Liao. It's ridiculous… A great man is born into this world. What's there to hesitate about a mere emperor? Come, come, come forward, Song and Liao are brotherly countries. I, the Son of Heaven of the Great Song, will crown you. Let's see who dares not recognize you as the emperor of Qidan?!"

Yelu Dashi was originally beside Zhao Jiu. Hearing this, he turned his back to the crowd and just stared at the Zhao Song official family standing not far in front of him, as if he had recognized the other party all over again. Behind Dashi, the others were also in a daze… Can an emperor also be crowned by another emperor? If this Qidan emperor can be crowned by the Song emperor, is he still an emperor?

"Great Stone, the Chief Commander, come forward and be crowned!" In a trance, Qu Duan was the first to react, directly drawing his knife and waving it in the air, and then loudly encouraging him in place. "This is the good intention of my Son of Heaven!"

"That's right!"

Wu Jie reacted immediately, also drawing his knife, but turning around to face Xiao Olila, whose face was pale not far away. "This is the intention of my Son of Heaven. 200,000 troops are here to witness it. It is right for Great Stone, the Chief Commander, to be the Qidan emperor!"

Yue Fei also woke up, although he did not say anything, he squinted his eyes and stared at the Qidan generals with his hand on his knife. Since the three commander-in-chiefs had signaled, the other Song generals no longer hesitated, and led their subordinates to draw their knives and show their blades, cheering and encouraging them.

Even the two newly appointed Mongol kings were somewhat awake at this time, and they simply led a few of their subordinates to make noise non-stop.

"Great Stone, the Chief Commander." In the midst of the noise, Zhao Jiu smiled and whispered to Yelu Dashi, whose expression was serious. "If it weren't for my help today, Qidan might have split into east and west. You owe me such a favor, but you are not willing to help me with this little thing? Even if you don't accept my kindness, you should remember that you are responsible for the rise and fall of your clan, right?"

Hearing this, Yelu Dashi smiled wryly.

Speaking of which, earlier this morning, Yelu Dashi had been too tough.

He was indeed too tough… It must be known that on this Jinhe Lakeside, everyone in the allied army knew the relationship between Song and Liao very well, that is, Song was strong and Liao was weak, and the difference in strength had reached a certain level. In addition, even if we don't consider that the core figures and army of the Western Liao at this time were all in the hands of the Song army, at this moment, the so-called Western Liao also had another huge and fatal weakness that was firmly held by the Great Song.

To be specific, before Zhao Guan Jia allocated the land in the morning, the land controlled by Yelu Dashi and his Qidan exile group was actually divided into two parts. The western part was half of the Western Regions and the six states of Hexi, and the eastern part was the Hetao and the six states of the old Liao territory that had just been captured. Between the two, there were two passages. The one that could be used by large troops was of course the Xingling land, which was in the hands of the Song people. The other road, turning from Kedun City to the Western Regions, was not impossible to walk, but it was too difficult.

Moreover, whether the Qidan could get the six states and one set of land in theory depended entirely on whether Zhao Jiu gave it to them.

Therefore, no matter what, just as Qu Duan and Lü Benzhong thought, Yelu Dashi should not have been so tough earlier today, but he did so.

If things are abnormal, there must be something wrong, and of course there is some explanation for this.

And Zhao Jiu had long guessed that Yelu Dashi probably did not want… or to put it more appropriately… Yelu Dashi certainly wanted the six states on the east side emotionally, which was the core territory of the Great Liao, but as the leader of an exile group, rationality told him that he could not accept this six states of the old Liao territory on the east side.

Because once the Qidan got these six states, Yelu Dashi's exile group would completely split. Those who were determined to restore the country would choose to establish a base in the six states on the east side, while those whose roots were in the Western Regions and those who had no feelings for the Great Liao would choose to return to the west and establish themselves.

But he couldn't say it. How could he say to his subordinates that in order to survive and unite, we should give up our homeland instead?

How could he say that the Great Liao was impossible to restore, and the Song and Jin people would not give this opportunity? Staying in the east, they would be annexed by the Song people sooner or later, or destroyed by the Jin people?

How could he say that he had agreed to Zhao Guan Jia's invitation that day, partly because he hated the Jurchens, but the other part was because a homeless dog was hastily looking for a place to stay when he was hungry? The six counties of Hexi were already very satisfying for him!

How could he admit that after he captured Hexi that day, he couldn't wait to advance to the Hetao, the Hetao that was isolated by the desert and the Song army's territory, was actually just to leave a gap in the east, so as to continuously accept the Qidan compatriots to establish themselves in the Western Regions and enrich the strength of that exile group? The Western Regions were the promised land of the Great Liao!

He couldn't say it.

Therefore, he could only hope that Zhao Guan Jia could prevent the Qidan from acquiring these six states with a strong attitude. Zhao Guan Jia had also realized this early on, and even suspected it back when Xiao Olila came to persuade him to leave the Hetao and continue to advance.

That was an hint. Coming alone this morning was also an hint, and Zhao Jiu understood it early on. Moreover, for the sake of long-term interests, Zhao Jiu finally did as Yelu Dashi wished… prevented the split of the Qidan exile group and played the role of the big villain.

Now, it was time for Yelu Dashi to repay his debt, and it was also time for him to face reality, and it was even more time for him to be responsible for the hundreds of thousands of compatriots in the hands of the Song people outside the river.

He had to bow his head, otherwise the Zhao Song official family in front of him could make him unable to bear some consequences.

In the midst of the noise, Yelu Dashi smiled wryly, and then after a moment of silence, he took off half of his veiled hat and lowered his head forward.

The surroundings suddenly became silent.

Zhao Jiu put the crown on the other's head, then immediately stepped forward, grasped the other's hands, and helped this person stand beside him… Suppression is suppression, control is control, but Zhao Jiu still respects this person very much.

All of this was just a moment, and after a moment, the surroundings cheered, because of the bastard things Qu Duan did, the surrounding soldiers cheered and waved their blades. Then, inside and outside the distant military camps, the soldiers who did not know the truth also cheered at the news that the alliance was a success and Zhao Guan Jia had crowned the three. Next, in the more distant Qidan and Mongol military camps, they also cheered with the news that the alliance was a success and Zhao Guan Jia had crowned the three.

Xiao Olila and others, whose faces were somewhat unsightly before, felt a little relieved when they saw this. Under the leadership of Xiao Olila, they stepped forward to salute and congratulate… Both to show allegiance to their newly born monarch and to recognize this coronation.

"Today, do you know why Guan Jia did not accept a Dangxiang woman as a concubine?" After watching for a long time, Lü Benzhong suddenly smiled and stroked his beard at Ren Baozhong. "Where can a woman compare to the concubines that Guan Jia wants to accept this time?"

Ren Baozhong's face changed for a while, but he nodded heavily… Obviously, he deeply agreed.