"Prince, do you really believe that these two Taoist priests say that 100,000 taels of gold is not a small amount..." Yao Shu turned his head to look at Kublai Khan with a worried look on his face.

"It's just one hundred thousand taels of gold. As long as it's really as Yun Songzi said, I will definitely get it for him!" Kublai Khan took his eyes back from the wind and snow and said lightly.

"I am worried that this matter will be deceitful, so it is best to arrange someone to go to Lingquan Temple to inquire first, so as not to secretly murder the prince!" Yao Shu reminded.

"Mr. What the sir said is reasonable. I really need to inquire first. Whether it is Mongolia or Han, there are many people who want this king to die. Haha, but I am not worried about the assassin. Instead, I am worried about whether the two magic weapons mentioned by this Taoist priest of unknown origin are effective?" Kublai Khan showed an expression of expectation on his face.

"Prince, you must not believe Taoist words, but you must not believe them all. Many of them are exaggerating nonsense. If these two Taoist priests are liars..."

"Haha, Mr. Yao, don't worry too much. The people who can deceive me have not appeared in the world, not to mention that these two Taoists first handed over the treasures and did not take the gold. Instead, I let the king decide to give them or not. If all the scammers in the world cheated like this, they would probably starve to death. I just waited for the king to fast for three days and arranged for people to secretly find out the situation of Lingquan Temple. After three days of going to test these two treasures in person, it would be clear!" Kublai Khan laughed with his hands behind his back.

"Your Majesty, you'd better be careful, if..."

"What if it's okay, Mr. Yao said it's okay!"

"I'm thinking, if all the things said by these two Taoist priests come true, I wonder what the king will plan in the future?" Yao Shu hesitated for a moment and asked the deepest doubts in his heart.

After a long time of silence, Kublai Khan clenched his fists hard, straightened his body and said, "Mr. Yao knows my ideals. I have been working hard in secret over the years, but the right time, place, people and people are not with me. In addition, the Khan is quite suspicious of me. Last year, I even deprived me of my military power. However, the Han people's method of governing the country is much better than that of Mongolian tribes. As long as I have a slight chance, I will never give up my plan. Although these two Taoists are inexplicably sad, I am incredible to me.

It is always an opportunity, and the battle between Song and Meng is in a stalemate. Mengge Khan is definitely willing to change his commander. If these two treasures are really rare as the crystal gossip bottle just now, I think he will be moved after sending them. As long as I give the military power of the Eastern Route Army, I am confident that I will break through the Jingshan defense line within one month. If I can give the right to rule all the army in the Central Plains, I can cross the Yangtze River within half a year and completely tear open the Yangtze River defense line of the Song Dynasty..."

"The prince has such ambition, so his subordinates will follow him with all their might. However, the Taoist priest said that two treasures fell into the hands of the Great Sweat, and there may be bad luck. At that time, it may affect the prince. The prince has to make precautions and arrangements early!" Yao Shu reminded.

"Beware... Yes, I really have to make some arrangements early. If Yun Songzi really has the skill of knowing the secrets of heaven, I will definitely treat Taoist sect well in the future..."

Kublai Khan turned around and walked into the tent, strode to his big bearskin chair and sat down. He picked up the crystal vase on the table and watched it again for a long time, carefully put it down, spread out a map and looked carefully.

...

In a dilapidated mountain temple outside Yanjing City, a stout young monk, a short and chunky middle-aged man and a graceful young woman were standing at the door of the mountain temple. Looking at the heavy snow and howling cold wind in the sky, their faces were full of worry and anxiety.

We waited until it was dark and finally saw two black shadows coming from far and near to the ruined temple. When we waited dozens of feet away, we could see that it was almost clear that two Taoist priests were one old and one young. Then the three of us breathed a sigh of relief, then rushed out of the ruined temple and dragged the two Taoist priests into the temple.

"Don't pull it, don't pull it. Bring the fire bigger quickly. Take the wine gourds, and I'll freeze to death!" The old Taoist priest shouted while stomping his feet.

The woman hurried to get the wine, and the fat man went to the fire to add firewood. The strong young man couldn't wait to grab the old Taoist priest's arm.

"Blind, have you ever seen Kublai Khan?"

The old Taoist priest slapped the snow on his clothes and rolled his eyes and hummed proudly: "The old Taoist takes action, one pushes two. Kublai Khan is not an amazing big man, so he naturally saw it smoothly!"

"What after seeing this?" the monk asked again anxiously.

"It's a big deal. I'm so anxious that I can't eat hot tofu. As the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning, and it's easy to deal with when I see it. Don't ask so much. Come over the hot soup with wine and meat. Only after eating and drinking can you have the energy to tell stories. What can those who are capable of doing? Why don't you help Dao take the beef sauce..." The old Taoist priest curled his lips.

"Blind, I hope you will tell me some good news later, otherwise you will beat you up and the crystal gossip bottle you brought with you can sell at least tens of thousands of gold..." The young monk let go and turned to get beef and wine.

After several people arranged the fire soon, the heat was burning, and the hot soup, wine and meat were prepared. They were placed on a shabby wooden table with three legs missing. The old Taoist priest and the young Taoist priest didn't care about washing their hands, so they wiped their bodies randomly and picked up the beef, wine and swallowed it.

After leaving the city, in order to guard against Kublai Khan's tracking, the two of them went around several big circles outside the inner city of Yanjing. When it was almost dark and there was no one following around, they returned to the ruined temple where they lived.

More than ten minutes later, a large piece of beef sauce was finished and a gourd wine was drunk. Two Taoist priests were burping on the hay next to the fire. With the repeated urging and expectation of the young man and the woman, the fat man, he would carefully talk about the visit to Kublai Khan.

"I didn't expect it to be so smooth?"

After hearing the old Taoist priest's words, all three of them looked a little dazed and showed an incredible expression.

"There are three reasons for the success. First, the conditions we put forward for what we like are exactly what Kublai Khan wanted. Second, the crystal treasures given by Zhao Qi are indeed priceless, and anyone will be moved. Kublai Khan is not surprised. You must know that such treasures are not even the Emperor Palace of the Song Dynasty, and this third..."

“What is the third one?”

Seeing the old Taoist priest stopping to pick his teeth after saying two words, the young monk couldn't help asking.

"The third is naturally the personal charm of the old Taoist Came to Tianji. You don't know. Before the old Taoist finished speaking, Kublai Khan couldn't wait to prepare to pay!"

"Shh~" The middle-aged fat man threw a sweat on his forehead and breathed a long sigh, saying with joy: "It seems that Kublai Khan can't wait to kill Mengge and then become the Mongolian emperor himself!"

"Why don't you want to be the emperor? Kublai Khan is ambitious and recruited a large number of Han staff members. He is also familiar with the Chinese Sutra. This person is more difficult to deal with than Mengge. I am afraid that Zhao Qi is helping the evil. Once Kublai Khan becomes the Mongol Khan, the Song Kingdom in the south will never have a chance to turn the tables!" The old Taoist priest curled his lips and explained a few times, and his face gradually became confused.

"What's up to us? It's not good for us to be overwhelmed by the Song Dynasty?" the young Taoist priest continued.

"You can't say that. The Song Dynasty will never be destroyed, and the Han people in the world will always have hope and a sustenance. Mongolia is a foreign race, barbaric and cruel, without any kindness and righteousness. Killing the people of our Central Plains is like slaughtering pigs and dogs. Yanjing was originally the Zhongdu of our Jin Dynasty. It has a population of millions, and its prosperity and wealth are no less than Lin'an. However, everyone can see what it is now. If the Song Dynasty is defeated, the prosperous and prosperous Jiangnan will become like this. Zhao Qi said it well at all. The Song Dynasty is here, and we have a chance to live. Once Mongolia conquers the Song Dynasty, we will become a slave to the country. From then on, like a lonely ghost, we will never find a place to settle down..."

The young and strong man stood up, touched a scar on his cheek, and looked at the heavy snow flying outside the dilapidated temple. A faint ray of flames reflected in his eyes.

"So no matter what, the Song Dynasty cannot perish now, which is why I promised him to come to the north!"

"Brother Wuliang, do you really believe that Zhao Qi will defeat the Mongols in the end? He is just a fifteen-year-old child?" The woman stood up and said softly.

"Fifteen years old, haha, who has ever seen such a powerful fifteen-year-old child who built Xiaolong Bay, raised 500,000 jin of military pay, and made such an incredible crystal treasure. These can no longer be measured by age!" said the young and strong man with a smile.

Young Taoist priest: "I heard that he was a fool before, but he became so powerful after being smashed by the statue of the mountain temple..."

Fatty: "That's right, is Zhao Qi really enlightened by the mountain god and wants to save the Song Dynasty?"

The old Taoist priest: "What mountain god shows his spirit? Don't talk nonsense. If there is really a god, why don't you beat Mengge Khan to death with just one thunder!"

The woman hesitated and said, "Didn't Zhao Qi tell Brother Wu Liang? Brother Meng may really die next summer!"

Everyone stopped talking in an instant, and all kinds of strange expressions appeared on their faces, and they suddenly fell silent in the ruined temple.

After a long time, Qian Wuliang spoke: "We have discussed this matter countless times on the road, and the premise of coming to deceive Kublai Khan this time is also a calculation. So, whether we can get 100,000 taels of gold this time depends on whether Meng Ge dies?"

"Five liang, do you mean that if Mengge does not die, Kublai Khan might have to pay his debt?" The fat man stood up excitedly.

"I don't know whether it's a debt or not. This is a scam that depends on the will of heaven. Before leaving, Zhao Qi told me in detail all his speculations and details about the Mongolian army's attack on the Song Dynasty. Whether it was Wu Qian's magistrate of Ezhou or his raising military pay in Qingyuan Prefecture, the purpose was to deal with Kublai Khan, not to deal with Mengge who was attacking Sichuan. Although the speculations he said sounded a bit nonsense, I still believed what he said. At least this was also an opportunity, both an opportunity for the Song Dynasty and our opportunity..."

Qian Wuliang withdrew his eyes and picked up the gourd and took a sip of wine.

"Wuliang, are you planning to take advantage of the chaos and fish? Haven't you been uninterested before?" The old Taoist priest looked at Qian Wuliang in surprise.

"I used to be the past. I was not interested in it because I was a group of boring people. I was just trying to make a fortune by raising rebellions. Even the bandits in Liangshanpo, who were acting in the world, were not as good as those of the bandits. Now that I have such a fun person, I can't hold it in. On the way to Yanjing, I kept thinking that if this scam really succeeded, all Zhao Qi's speculations were not bad at all, and things in the world might become very easy in the future." Qian Wuliang replied.

"What do you mean?" the fat man asked with confusion on his face.

"Haha, this is very simple. If you really cheated 100,000 taels of gold from Kublai Khan this time, then Zhao Qi's words will definitely come true one by one. What does this mean..."

The old Taoist priest glanced at everyone.

"This shows that Zhao Qi really has the ability to be a prophet without heirs. If Kublai Khan replaces Tachar and can draw conclusions through the analysis of the military trends of Song and Meng, then Meng Ge's death will definitely not be known by speculation. However, Zhao Qi said so confidently, it can be seen that he must be a little sure of letting us do it, otherwise this 100,000 taels of gold will definitely not be cheated. You must know that 100,000 taels of gold will add up to several thousand kilograms, and Kublai Khan will definitely not get so much gold in a short time. Our scam is almost planned by Zhao Qi. First, give the treasure, and then ask Kublai Khan to pay. This is a tactic of playing hard to get, but if we want to get all 100,000 taels of gold, Kublai Khan will definitely wait until the effect appears before he feels relieved."

"One hundred thousand taels of gold, that's not dozens of yellow boxes. When I think of it, I drooled, and hissed~" The fat man wiped his saliva.

"Haha, Zhao Qi and Shizi spoke loudly, just digging a hole for Kublai Khan!" Qian Wuliang curled his lips with some smugness.

"Well~" Everyone turned to look at Qian Wuliang. The old Taoist priest grabbed Qian Wuliang's arm and asked dissatisfiedly: "Qian Wuliang, can you hide anything else from us?"

"Brother Wuliang, the five of us have been born and died for many years. We have been careful all these years to finally settle down. If you have something to do, you can't hide it from us. Is this a turnaround?" The young Taoist priest said with a pale face.

"That's right, Qian Wuliang, this time the deal is too big, don't hide it from us!" The fat man was also excited and gazes.

"I'm so anxious. I didn't hide anything from you. I also want to go back to build Shaolin Temple with a fortune. This time I returned to the mountain, the Grand Prix Palace was almost collapsed. The abbot was worried all day long. It was Zhao Qi's words that digged a hole for Kublai Khan. I just mentioned it casually. I said hundreds of words to Zhao Qi every day. Can't I tell you every sentence..."
Chapter completed!