After traveling through time, I became Han Zhang’s grandson?

"I am Han Ming, the governor of Shaanxi Province in the Great Song Dynasty. I greet Li Liangzuo, ruler of the Great Baigao Kingdom, and Prime Minister Mozang Epang. Please come in, both of you!"

Li Liangzuo and Mo Zang Epang were stunned when they saw the young face coming out to greet them. Then they heard the introduction that this was the Song Dynasty's killing god, and their calves suddenly started to cramp.

Han Ming didn't care about the frightened looks of the two men at all, and just smiled slightly at Sima Junshi and other members of the delegation.

Then he put his hands behind his back, walked into the tent without any courtesy, and sat down with his arms folded.

Looking at Han Ming's back, Li Liangzuo and the other two were still thinking about the situation, but Di Zi behind them was not polite at all and kicked them into the general's tent one by one.

After stumbling into the tent, Li Liangzuo and the other man both looked unhappy, but when you are under someone's roof you have to bow your head, so they could only endure their anger for the time being.

Just when they were about to find a place to sit down, they found that no one in the general's tent offered them a seat. Li Liangzuo and Mo Zang Epang could only stand at the bottom with an embarrassed look on their faces.

"Oh, look at my brain. I actually forgot to find seats for the two distinguished guests. Come on, bring the table!"

Han Ming smiled kindly and asked Yong Zeng to take out the "Jiayou Peace Agreement" he had written and put it in front of the two of them.

"This tent of mine is small, so I'll have to ask you two to sign the peace agreement as soon as possible and return to your own palace to enjoy yourself."

I thought Han Ming would treat me with courtesy, but he actually agreed to sign the peace agreement so decisively.

This is just like the salesmanship in the previous life, where people would be fired after signing the contract and run away with the contract.

However, the Song army generals understood Han Ming's impatience, so they looked at Li Liangzuo and Mo Zang Epang with cold expressions.

As long as they dare to say they don't want to sign, a beating and kicking will be inevitable.

Looking at the ferocious Song army, Li Liangzuo, the supreme ruler of Western Xia, and Mo Zang Epang, the person who held real power, had no choice but to put on a gloomy face and silently began to sign the orders one by one.

At first, the two of them took a careful look, but under the urging of Sima Junshi and others, they simply started fighting.

Anyway, we are at the mercy of others and it is not their turn to speak. It is better for them to sign quickly and go back to their own nest and stay quiet.

And in a corner that no one noticed, Han Ming's eyes and mouth corners unconsciously raised a sly smile.

Finally, after being exhausted and feeling back aching, Li Liangzuo and Mo Zang Epang raised their heads and looked at the young man opposite them.

Frankly speaking, before they met, Li Liangzuo, a boy of thirteen or fourteen, had always admired this immortal poet of the Song Dynasty.

But when he saw the real person in this situation, he could only say "Fuck you" and he didn't know whether he should say it or not.

Li Liangzuo has remembered the name Han Ming! From now on, he and I will never coexist!

The mixture of fear and resentment in Li Liangzuo's eyes made Han Ming want to laugh.

After this disaster, can the future Emperor Yizong of Western Xia still lead Western Xia to gain a foothold in the northwest?

This situation made Han Ming feel that it was necessary to serve it as a side dish to go with his wine and watch it carefully.

"Gentlemen, after this battle, I hope that our two countries, Song and Xia, can reconcile and work together again to achieve peace and stability."

Han Ming stood up with a fake smile and walked to the bottom.

Everyone thought that he was here to support Li Liangzuo and Mo Zang Epang, but Han Ming directly took the document of "Jiayou Peace Agreement" and examined it carefully.

Li Liangzuo and Mo Zang Epang could only smile awkwardly and bow at the same time.

"May the Song and Xia countries work together to achieve stability and peace!"

"May the Song and Xia countries work together to achieve stability and peace!"

Han Ming turned sideways and glanced at the two Xixia kings and ministers who were frightened by the joint efforts of himself and Sima Junshi, and could not help but sneer.

"I hope you two will abide by today's 'Jiayou Peace Agreement'. I will have a copy made and sent to you later."

"In that case, I congratulate you two. The war between Song and Xia... ends here!"

As Han Ming finished speaking, the Song army generals in the entire tent were excited, clenched their fists and laughed softly.

Li Liangzuo and Mo Zang Epang also seemed to have recovered. They kept wiping the cold sweat from their foreheads and looked at Han Ming with a smile.

"Our army will hold a celebration banquet tonight. Would you two like to do us the honor of having a drink?"

Han Ming seemed to be asking, but in fact he was asking Li Liangzuo and Mo Zang Epang to stay.

They were not fools. Knowing that they would not die, they tried their best to follow Han Ming's wishes. At the same time, they also used the guise of a celebration banquet to test the strength of the Song army.

Han Ming was naturally happy about this. He gave his generals some instructions and arranged for them to go down and rest.

That night, as the Song army started a celebration banquet at the foot of Xingqing Prefecture, two pieces of intelligence were secretly sent to Dingzhou, north of Xingqing Prefecture, and the capital of the Song Dynasty.

Han Ming saw the end of the war, and looked at Li Liangzuo and Mo Zang Epang, a pair of uncle and nephew who did not get along well, and his nature of "no conspiracy, no Shu Tanski" was exposed.

After the banquet that night, Han Ming specially invited Mo Zang Epang into his tent. After the two sides had some "friendly" interactions, Mo Zang Epang left the tent with a smile on his face.

Afterwards, Yong Zeng entered the tent like a thief, bringing Li Liangzuo, whose face was pale and uncertain, and bumped into Han Ming, who had a gentle face.

"I believe you must have heard clearly just now. Prime Minister Mei Zang is preparing to 'kill the chicken to scare the monkeys, and establish his authority through defeat.'"

"As for who it is, you should know it in your heart, so I won't elaborate."

"Yong Zeng, please take our Lord Li down to rest. I am also a little tired here."

Han Ming smiled kindly at Li Liangzuo and extended his hand as a "please" gesture.

Li Liangzuo looked at Han Ming deeply, then turned and left the tent.

Just as he reached the entrance of the tent, Li Liangzuo stopped. Without turning back, he just stood there and said softly, "Liangzuo thanks Han Jinglüe for his guidance."

"From now on, if there is any need, Liang Zuo will definitely repay you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Liangzuo opened the door of the tent and strode away. Yong Zeng followed him closely and immediately chased after him, carefully "keeping an eye on him".

Han Ming just calmly looked at the thin back of the young king Li Liangzuo until a black shadow flashed out from the screen behind the desk.

"Sir, can you trust what Li Liangzuo said?"

"Of course not. Not only Li Liangzuo, but even that old fox Mei Zang Epang is not trustworthy."

"Zichun, for these political veterans, promises and commitments are bullshit. As long as the benefits are sufficient, anything can be abandoned."

Han Ming put his hands behind his back and came to the door of the tent to watch the flickering lights in the Song army camp.

Wang Shao followed closely behind him, carefully looking at Han Ming's back.

"I've already informed Chen Han. When I return to the imperial court, I'll transfer you to Qinfeng Road as the deputy transport envoy."

Hearing Han Ming's words, Wang Shao was in turmoil. He never expected that he would be able to become a deputy envoy and a frontier official so quickly.

"When we first met at Fengling Ferry, we talked about the problems in the Qingtang area."

"Now that the northwest has been initially stabilized, after I leave, your focus will shift to Zuo Siluo. Keep a close eye on him."

Han Ming didn't say much. He was completely confident in Wang Shao. In addition to being loyal, he also had extraordinary military talent and political means.

With him in charge of the northwest, Han Ming felt that it was more than enough and there would basically be no disasters in the next ten years.

"I thank you for your cultivation!"

Wang Shao clasped his fists and bowed deeply, solemnly saluting Han Ming.