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

The joint winter hunting festival, which was forced by Yelu Hongji's insistence, officially began.

Of course, in order to show his great power style and broaden his mind, Yelu Hongji sent someone to pretend to inquire about the wishes of the Song Dynasty delegation.

"Lord Han, His Majesty's announcement of a joint winter hunt is also for the purpose of exchange between the two countries. I hope you and the other members of the delegation can forgive me."

The Liao official who accompanied Han Ming in making preparations was still Prime Minister Xiao Ge. After all, the two of them were somewhat familiar with each other, and Yelu Hongji did not want Han Ming to be on guard.

"What are you saying, Prime Minister Xiao? It was our Great Song that initiated the exchange between the two countries. How can we blame your country?"

"Besides, your country's grand winter hunting festival can deepen the friendship between our two countries, which is a great thing."

Han Ming pretended to be friendly with Xiao Ge in the tent, but in fact he was full of disdain in his heart.

"It's good that Marquis Han can understand. Besides..."

Xiao Ge's first sentence was relatively normal, but his voice became low in the second sentence.

"The Emperor wants to see you."

Han Ming was checking his winter hunting equipment when he heard this. He was startled and turned back to ask with a frown, "Your Highness is also joining the hunting expedition?"

A faint smile played across Xiao Ge's lips. "Although the Crown Prince has not yet cleared his name of the suspicion of 'assassinating the diplomatic mission,' as a Khitan noble, he must accompany the winter hunt."

Han Ming paused while organizing his equipment and asked in a low voice, "Time and place."

"Tonight at midnight, by the White River!"

Xiao Ge uttered eight words in a light tone, then bowed.

"Xiao and the Crown Prince are waiting for the arrival of Marquis Han."

He then turned around and walked out of the tent, chatting with Du Ji Yang and others in the distance about the customs and culture of the Liao Kingdom. For a while, both sides were enjoying themselves.

"My Lord, what does Xiao Ge mean by this? Why did he choose tonight?"

It's no wonder that He Zhengru felt a little puzzled, and even Han Ming just realized it.

"Tsk tsk, our Imperial Uncle, His Royal Highness the King of Qin, is also getting anxious. It seems his nephew, the Emperor, is putting too much pressure on him."

Han Ming then put on his equipment, his tone carrying a hint of amusement.

"Then why didn't you take the initiative to contact him before? Although he was under the strict supervision of Yelu Hongji, he was not powerless."

He Zhengru felt that Yelu Chongyuan was not just anxious.

"Du Shaoqing had previously discussed Chongyuan's situation with Yelu Yixin at the banquet. Judging from his reaction, the Crown Prince is not sitting idly by and still has some means of contacting the outside world."

"Minister Peng had previously encountered King Yelü Nerugu of Chu while he was out shopping, and he expressed his desire to meet him."

"Later, these things were left unresolved, which shows that Yelu Chongyuan is still very confident and doesn't necessarily have to join forces with us."

As soon as Han Ming finished speaking, He Zhengru's face darkened.

"Doesn't this mean that it will be difficult for us to obtain Yelu Chongyuan's help during our mission to Liao?"

"Then what do you think Chongyuan meant by having Xiao Ge convey this message? And why did he choose this moment?"

Han Ming fiddled with Dong Shou's arrow feathers, carefully stroking their smoothness.

"He's waiting for the Marquis to finish fighting with Yelu Hongji to see if you have the strength to cooperate!"

He Zhengru immediately realized Yelu Chongyuan's considerations and couldn't help but feel a headache.

"This is a great time to choose! If I can't escape Yelu Hongji's hunt, then Chongyuan will naturally not cooperate with us."

"If this marquis escapes this disaster, Chongyuan will naturally not let such a good partner get into trouble."

"Anyway, he won't lose anything, and he'll even get an extra boost out of nowhere, right?"

Han Ming checked his equipment one last time, stood up, dusted himself off, and strolled out of the tent.

"Then what does the Marquis plan to do?" He Zhengru just said this and felt that this question was quite stupid.

"Of course, it's to show the Liao Dynasty, which prides itself on its proficiency in archery and horsemanship, why the so-called Central Plains Han people deserve the reputation of 'one Han against five Barbarians'!"

A sense of domineering aura that made people feel a chill slowly flowed out of Han Ming's body.

. . . . . .

"Father, Father! We also want to watch the Winter Hunting Festival!"

Yelu Hongji's seven-year-old eldest son, Yelu Jun, pulled his father's robe, his eyes shining.

"Us too, Father! We want to join the Winter Hunting Festival too!"

Yelu Sager, the eldest princess, just pursed her lips with a resolute expression.

"Hahaha, you are indeed my good daughter. Although young, you are as talented as any man!"

Yelu Hongji admired his daughter's demeanor very much, as it looked very much like himself when he was a child.

"But you are still too young, and this year's winter hunt is different from previous ones. We in the Liao Dynasty must not make any mistakes."

"So wait a few more years. When you, Sa Gezhi, reach the age of marriage, your father will personally forge you a fine bow and select a fine horse."

"When the time comes, my princess will also be like her ancestors, galloping across the vast territory of the Liao Dynasty and touring the world—!"

Yelu Hongji's domineering words made the four little ones excited, and they all danced hand in hand around their father.

For a moment, the whole tent was filled with cheerful laughter, and Xiao Guanyin smiled silently, her face and heart full of happiness.

"Come on, father will take you to meet the young talents of my Great Liao."

"Jun'er, they will all be your subjects in the future, so you must watch them carefully!"

Yelu Hongji picked up his youngest daughter, Yelu Teli, and said to Yelu Jun.

"Yes, Father, I will observe carefully to see who can become a loyal and devoted minister of the Liao Dynasty!"

Yelu Jun's handsome little face showed a maturity that did not belong to his age.

"Queen, you come with me too!" Yelu Hongji held his little daughter in his left hand, held Xiao Guanyin's hand with his right hand, and strode out of the tent.

Behind him, Yelu Jun pulled his second sister Yelu Jiuli, and they went to the viewing platform together.

. . . . . .

Soon everyone gathered and waited for Han Ming to arrive, and the entire winter hunting would officially begin.

Suddenly, there was a cry of surprise from the crowd, and a young man with an imposing appearance came riding on a horse from a distance.

He was wearing a tight-fitting brocade coat, with a jade pendant with the word "Han" hanging around his waist and a longbow on his back. He was none other than Han Ming, Marquis of Anyang of the Song Dynasty.

As he came closer, he jumped off his horse in a graceful and elegant manner, and then walked to the competition venue with big strides, leading the horse.

Anyone who saw this gentleman couldn't help but have their eyes light up, secretly praising Han Ming for being such a good clothes hanger. No matter what kind of clothes he put on, he always looked extraordinary.

Yelu Hongji, who had sat down early, felt a long-lost surge of blood boiling slowly flowing through his chest when he saw Han Ming's high spirits.

"Envoy Han Ming of the Great Song Dynasty greets His Majesty the Emperor and His Majesty the Empress of the Great Liao Dynasty!"

Han Ming saluted with his fists clasped together, his movements were quick and decisive, and coupled with his heroic appearance, many Khitan noble girls were moved and felt like a spring breeze on their faces.

"Mr. Han is indeed extraordinary and skilled. It looks like today's hunt will be exciting."

Yelu Hongji leaned forward while sitting on the dragon throne, staring at Han Ming with his dragon eyes.

"Since this is an exchange between Song and Liao, I will certainly give my all. But I wonder what reward Your Majesty will give me if I achieve first place in hunting?"

The first half of Han Ming's sentence was quite tough, which made people look sideways. The second half directly asked about the reward, which made everyone choke and be at a loss.

"Young Master Han, do you think you can win?" Yelu Hongji narrowed his eyes and looked at Han Ming.

"Your Majesty, do you think a foreign minister cannot win?" Han Ming was neither humble nor arrogant, and the eyes of the two of them sparked intense sparks at this moment.

Tit for tat!

This is what everyone feels. It seems that every time Yelu Hongji says something, Han Ming has the next sentence waiting for him.

"What reward does Mr. Han want?" Yelu Hongji looked at the other party with great interest.

"The Grand Marshal of the Liao Army!"

Han Ming raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and stared straight into Yelu Hongji's eyes.

"Boom!" The whole place was boiling, and many Khitan nobles cursed Han Ming for being wishful thinking and ungrateful!

"Do you know that this position is reserved for people from the Liao Dynasty? Now it is with my uncle. If you speak nonsense like this, it will make me think you are deceiving the emperor!"

Although Yelu Hongji spoke tough, the doubt in his eyes betrayed him. He didn't understand why Han Ming, a Song official, wanted an official position and reward from the Liao Kingdom.

"That's wrong. The rewards for this Winter Hunting Festival were originally promised by His Majesty. Although foreign ministers are not from the Great Liao, they should be treated equally."

"If I, your Majesty, can defeat these talented young men of the Liao Dynasty and take first place, you will be rewarded. I have only stated my request in advance. What's wrong with that?"

"As a minister of the Song Dynasty, holding the title of Grand Marshal of the Liao Kingdom's Armies, isn't this the best proof of the exchanges between the two countries?!"

Han Ming's words shocked everyone, but many people also realized that he was just sophistry and deliberately making trouble.

"Hahahaha, interesting, interesting, very interesting! Hahahaha!"

Yelu Hongji laughed out loud, completely amused by Han Ming's words.

"Aren't you afraid that your emperor will blame you when you return to the Song Dynasty?"

Han Ming smiled and said calmly, "If the two countries are friendly, what do foreign officials have to fear?"

After saying this, Yelu Hongji once again looked Han Ming up and down, shook his head and sighed helplessly: "How wonderful it would be if you were really my subject!"

Then, with a wave of his hand, Yelu Hongji announced before the horrified gazes of all the Khitan nobles: "Whoever wins the winter hunt will be crowned Grand Marshal of the Army!"

"Regardless of Liao and Song——!"

Everyone was excited. They didn't expect that because of Han Ming's antics, they would be rewarded with a position commanding the world's military. This was too cool!

Han Ming smiled faintly, clasped his fists and bowed, then stepped aside and prepared for the winter hunt to begin.

The four little ones hiding behind Xiao Guanyin on the stage looked at Han Ming with sparkling eyes, with a hint of amazement and admiration.

At this moment, the name Han Ming was firmly engraved in their hearts, becoming the person they would never forget in their lives!