Zhutian: Starting from the Space-Time Merchant

Chapter 211 The Golden Envoy
"There's less smoke coming from the chimneys."

"It was almost lunchtime, but no smoke was rising from the chimneys of many households."

Driving through the streets and alleys, Lin Dao looked around and said, "The most basic contradictions of survival will soon erupt."

Whether it's a revolution or the Zhou Enlai-Zhao Mengfu republic, people still need to eat.

If they are hungry, they probably won't have much enthusiasm to continue the revolution.

Lost in thought, I saw a dog with its tail between its legs dart past me.

The electric scooter came to an abrupt stop, and Zhao Fujin, who was on the back seat, fell directly onto Lin Dao's back.

It has a soft, bouncy texture.
I didn't feel anything on these forest trails.

He was wearing armor.

At the alley entrance, several figures wielding sticks and kitchen knives rushed out, hurriedly chasing after the dog.

Lin Dao frowned and pondered, "They've started catching the dogs."

"Next, there are mice, birds, and all kinds of edible living things."

"After that, it's time to serve the white meat."

The electric scooter started up again, humming as it moved forward, all the way back to Jinqian Lane.

"Fifth Sister~"

"Sister Twenty-One~"

The sisters were overjoyed to be reunited.

Despite the heavy emotions weighing on his heart, Zhao Fujin smiled with joy.

It was lunchtime, and Li Shishi had already prepared the meal.

They're all fast food and pre-made dishes.

Lin Dao glanced at it and lost his appetite, leaving behind the words "I'm going to work" before turning and leaving.

I rode my bike out of Money Lane and turned around to go back to the modern world to eat at a restaurant.

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, they traveled to various time-space locations to check in and handle matters, finally returning to the Jingkang time-space to complete their daily gold-farming tasks.

This time, they changed the city gate and instead bombarded the Jin army's western camp outside the city at Wansheng Gate.

More than a hundred mortar shells were fired, and the two camps were engulfed in smoke and flames, with shouts and neighing of horses creating chaos.

Take out the drone, attach the letter, and fly it to another camp that hasn't been shelled, then drop it there.

Having completed his daily gold-farming task, Lin Dao set off back to Money Lane.

"marshal."

The letter dropped by the drone was delivered to Nianhan.

All the commanders of the Western Route Army looked around anxiously.

"How much was the loss?"

Nianhan didn't read the letter; instead, he inquired about the losses suffered after the attack.

"More than 500 people died and more than 200 were injured. Many of the deaths and injuries were caused by trampling and collisions in the chaos."

Wanyan Balisu reported in a low voice, "The injuries are very serious, and it is estimated that less than one in ten will survive."

"And mules, horses, and provisions!"

Nianhan waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to say anything more.

"I know."

His gaze swept over the group of Western Route Army generals. "Previously, it was always the Eastern Route Army that was being beaten, and you were mostly just watching the show."

"No need to explain, I know."

"Now that it's your turn to get beaten up, what are you thinking?"

The generals remained silent, their expressions unreadable.

Previously, those armored men always attacked the Eastern Route Army.

Seeing the miserable state of the Eastern Route Army, the generals who had previously struggled in Taiyuan Prefecture and watched helplessly as the Eastern Route Army devoured the spoils felt a sense of relief.

But now it's their turn.

You only realize how much it hurts when you get hit!
The casualties numbered in the hundreds or thousands, and almost one Mengan was rendered useless.

But it was right next to the enemy's face!

Experiencing this kind of anger and fear of being beaten without even a chance to fight back is truly extremely unpleasant.

Yin Shuke bowed and said, "Marshal, we know we were wrong."

Nianhan shook his head. "Anbanbojilie is dead. Everyone is guilty."

The generals fell silent once more.

The death of the Crown Prince dealt a huge blow to the eastern and western armies.

This strike is not merely a military operation.

It has a disruptive impact on the political landscape of the Great Kim Dynasty.

Nianhan finally began to read the letter.

The letter contained only two words.

"Envoy."

He chuckled softly, head bowed, and muttered to himself, "So arrogant!"

On second thought, if I had such godlike abilities, I would probably be even more arrogant.

His gaze fell upon Ulindatai, who wanted to "go find your brother and have him go to the city as an envoy tomorrow."

Ulindatai hurriedly bowed in response.

"Leader!"

I rode my electric scooter back to the compound.

Once inside the RV, Lin Dao immediately encountered a practical problem.

The bed is too small; it can't fit four people.

The bed in a motorhome is definitely not very big.

Two people can lie down comfortably, but three people would be too crowded.

Four people~~~ Are they going to stack themselves like a human pyramid?
Li Shishi and her friends, who were watching the drama, had different thoughts when they saw Lin Dao staring at the bed.

Li Shishi took the initiative to stand up and said, "My benefactor, I will stay upstairs tonight."

She knew that men were all prone to getting bored with the old and seeking the new.

The most beautiful princess has arrived. At this time, what she needs to do is not to compete for favor, but to fulfill her benefactor's wishes.

Lin Dao frowned. "Wait."

He turned around, got off the car, and returned to the modern world.

He dialed Enzo's number and said, "I need a motorhome, right now."

"Don't worry, boss, it will be delivered to the warehouse within four hours."

"Boss, the special vehicles you ordered have been modified and will be delivered to the warehouse in the next couple of days."

"Very good." Lin Dao nodded. "Go to the company after the goods arrive, and I'll give you the final payment."

In South Africa, it's true that if you have money, there's basically nothing you can't do.

A brand new RV was delivered in just a few hours.

While waiting for the car, Lin Dao contacted Liu Bo, an employee in Haicheng, China.

He was instructed to find a manufacturer and order an extra-large RV with various modification requirements.

In the industrial age, manufacturers were never afraid of orders; they were only afraid that you wouldn't buy.
As long as the money is right, it can be as big as you want, and can be modified however you like.

Arriving at Jingkang Time and Space in our RV, the night sky was already filled with stars.

Lin Dao looked up at the sky. In the industrial age, the availability of daily necessities was extremely abundant.

However, such a pure and natural clean environment is extremely rare to see again.

That evening, a beaming Li Shishi moved to a new place.

But after getting on the bus, her smile vanished, and she couldn't help but shed tears.

All I see are the smiles of the new, but no tears of the old.

Lying on the brand-new bed, I smelled the disinfectant in my nose and mouth.

Li Shishi tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

In the past, when she nestled in her benefactor's arms, she would fall into a deep sleep soon and have sweet dreams.

But now~~~
She hugged her pillow and cried, her tears soaking a large area of ​​it.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of the door opening suddenly rang out.

Li Shishi was shocked and hurriedly sat up.

By the light of the night lamp, I saw my benefactor get into the car and close the door.

They met eyes, but said nothing.

The smoke from the incense burner inside the RV rose, and the atmosphere gradually became lively.

Li Shishi got up and stepped forward, taking Lin Dao's hand and pressing it against the mountains and hills.

Before long, the mandarin ducks intertwined their necks, their bodies undulating like waves, a scene of boundless beauty.

Li Shishi, who was drowsy, seemed to vaguely hear her benefactor's words.

"It really is different."

Ulinda Zanmo re-entered Bianliang City.

This feeling is completely different from before.

Every time I entered the city before, I was filled with the pride of a victor.

The Jin army was invincible and its might overwhelmed the world.

As an envoy, he was naturally very confident and spoke loudly.

But ever since they met that armored man Lin Dao, Da Jin has been plagued by bad luck.

Not only were they beaten without any chance to fight back, but they also suffered losses of hundreds or thousands of people every day.

With his greatest reliance on military force suppressed, the Jin envoy's backbone naturally softened.

I wonder what kind of demanding requirements that armored man will make when we enter the city.

The accompanying guards stepped forward to warn, "There are Song people spying on us."

"Ok?"

Composing himself, Ulinda Zanmo looked around.

Sure enough, they saw many Song people appearing in the streets and alleys along the way, their eyes fixed on their group.

"No need to worry."

Ulinda Zanmo waved his hand, "The Song people are weak and pathetic, they..."

'Whoosh! '

An arrow flew in and struck a guard squarely in the face.

The guard screamed and immediately fell off his horse.

Amidst shouts, countless Song people rushed out from all over the streets and alleys.

Armed with various weapons such as swords, spears, halberds, kitchen knives, whistles, pitchforks, and carrying poles, they engulfed the Jin delegation like a tidal wave.

When Chen Dong, who was ordered to pick up the man, finally managed to rescue Wulin Dazanmo after going through great lengths, the Jin envoy was already half-dead from being beaten.

As for his followers, they were all wiped out.

Ulinda Zanmo watched helplessly as all the horses he and his party were ridden were killed and even dismembered on the spot.

While feeling angry, I was also secretly pleased.

'They're short of food!'

"We can always talk things out over food."

The worst thing about negotiation is when you have no desires or wants.

As long as there is a request, things will be easy to handle.

Inside the courtyard, when Lin Dao saw Wulin Dazanmo covered in wounds, he asked in surprise, "How did you get like this?"

Ulinda Zanmo was also surprised. Was this not a show of force arranged by you?
"Immortal chief."

Chen Dong stepped forward and explained, "The city is in a state of chaos right now, and the envoys have been besieged by the people."

"Oh."

Lin Dao responded with an "oh" and gestured for someone to sit down and talk about serious matters.

Ulinda Zanmo was furious.

Dozens of attendants and dozens of horses.

Such serious loss of life and property, and you just say "oh" and that's it?

Lin Dao understood his anger.

He opened a bottle of water and joked, "As invaders, when faced with this unexpected situation, I can only say you deserve it."

Ulinda Zanmo lowered his head and remained silent.

When you can't beat them militarily, this is the kind of treatment diplomatic envoys receive.

The door of the RV next to him opened, and Zhao Fujin, with bright, clear eyes, placed a bottle of drink in front of Wulinda Zanmo.

Ulinda Zanmo's eyes widened in disbelief. "Such a stunning beauty exists in the world?!"

Lin Dao chuckled and said, "This is Princess Maode, the number one beauty in the Great Song Dynasty."

"You are Princess Maode?!"

Ulin Dazanmo was astonished. "No wonder that day, the Song envoy Deng Gui said that the beauty of the Song concubines and princesses was unparalleled in the world, which made the princes and kings very excited."

One sentence silenced everyone.

Lin Dao put down the water bottle in his hand and squinted at Chen Dong.

Where is Deng Gui?

Chen Dong, sweat beading on his forehead, stammered, "No, I don't know."

He really doesn't know.

Lin Dao retrieved the walkie-talkie with the fabricated note attached, turned it on, and asked, "Is Deng Gui in the capital?"

Qin Hui's response came quickly from the other end.

"Here I am."

"Send him here, I want him alive."

He put down the walkie-talkie and turned to look at Ulinda Zanmo, who was staring intently at it.

"Stop thinking such things. If you do it again, I'll skin you alive!"

Ulinda Zanmo quickly replied, "Yes, yes!"

"I've called you here today because there are messengers from within the city leaving to deliver messages. You must not obstruct them."

"Just for this?" Ulinda Zanmo couldn't believe it; he had thought they had come to discuss terms for withdrawing their troops.

Lin Dao looked at him. "What do you want to talk about?"

"Esteemed Crown Princes and Marshals, we respectfully wish to honor Your Excellency as the King of Song!"

(End of this chapter)