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Chapter 977 The Last Game

night.

Yan Danqing and Li Ziye talked for a long time in the tent.

Li Ziye's understanding of the eight tribes in Mobei was far superior to that of all the officials of Dashang. One was because of the Li family's intelligence network, and the other was because he personally participated in the war and even led troops to reach Mobei.

Northern Babu.

If you know yourself and your enemy, you can win a hundred battles, and the same is true for negotiations.

The envoys from the Honglu Temple of the Great Shang did not have enough understanding of the Eight Tribes of Mobei. In addition, the Great Shang was already at a disadvantage in this war, so it was not surprising that the peace talks were frustrated.

After Yan Danqing left, with nothing to do in the tent, Li Ziye took the spell collection given by Mr. Ge and began to study it.

Taoist spells are so diverse and strange that it is almost impossible to learn them all.

Li Ziye took the pen and tried to draw a few easy ones first.

Finally, after struggling all night and wasting a lot of talisman paper, Li Ziye managed to draw one that was still usable.

"I'm really a genius!"

Li Ziye looked at the only finished product in front of him and praised himself.

Those old guys in the Taoist sect are all crazy.

This thing is so difficult, how did you research it?

Outside the tent, dawn arrived and the time for peace talks was approaching. Inside the tent, Li Ziye silently put away the collection of spells, stood up and walked outside.

After this conversation, everyone went back to their respective homes to find their respective mothers.

Calculating the time, Sister Youwei should have returned to Liyuan almost.

Long time no see, I miss you so much.

By the Luoshui River.

The morning sun rises in the east, and the morning light shines on the river, with brilliant golden light.

In front of the tent by the river, the princes of Mobei and the envoys of the great merchants came one after another, preparing for the last negotiation.

Both sides have been grinding their teeth for so long and have basically figured out each other's approach. Today, the outcome of the peace talks will be known.

In the distance, on a big tree, Sanzang had already polished his beads, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, waiting for a fight.

As the saying goes, if you take someone short of hand, you will eat someone soft-spoken.

As the saying goes, take people's money to eliminate disasters for them.

Sanzang chanted the sutra a hundred times while holding the beads in his hand.

He knew that Brother Li's gifts were not taken lightly, especially such important gifts as snake dragon tendons and dragon scales.

Not to mention dragon scales, there is only one dragon tendon in a tango snake, so it is quite precious.

In the tent by the river.

The two parties took their seats one after another, but Li Ziye still sat at the end of the seat. Under the etiquette, no one could surpass him.

"let's start."

When the negotiation began, Mu Yuan glanced at everyone present and said seriously, "Everyone, I, the great merchant, have come with full sincerity. I also hope that all the great princes can treat each other with sincerity and work together to complete this peace negotiation that is beneficial to both parties."

"Of course."

Opposite the seat, Lord Helan slightly curved his lips, twirled the ring on his left hand, and responded.

Dashang, your luck has really run out.

There were people who could use it, but they didn't use it. Instead, the eldest prince made many mistakes, but he was still safe and sound. He was sent here to pay for his crimes and perform meritorious service.

It is not that easy to take credit from the Mobei Eight Divisions.

It's a pity that the Shang Dynasty obviously had so many great talents, and they were all so outstanding in civil, political and martial arts.

For example.

Thinking of this, Lord Helan looked at the Li family's legitimate son at the end of the table, a hint of regret flashed deep in his eyes.

Negotiation is all about tact and deft argumentation. Who can compare with this young man from the Li family?

I still remember that two years ago, this boy started a verbal battle with everyone, and cursed Fa Hai, Liu Rongnu, Bai Di and others into a state of embarrassment.

Now, this boy from the Li family can't even say a word. How ironic.

"Well, the conditions on our Dashang side remain as before. As long as the Mobei army withdraws from Baidi City, our Dashang will release all the hostages and will never break our promise." Mu Yuan looked at the Mobei soldiers in front of him.

Those who speak seriously.

Lord Helan did not answer, but looked at Tantai Jingyue on the side, smiled and said, "Tiannu, what do you think?"

"Daydreaming."

Tantai Jingyue said calmly, "Da Shang promised to release the hostages and compensate me for the losses caused by the eight battles in Mobei. The peace talks can still proceed. Otherwise, let's see the real deal on the battlefield!"

Inside the tent, the two princes Chili and Huyan, as well as the leader of the Chisong tribe, remained silent, because the royal family in the tribe had been arrested, and their attitude was obviously not as tough as the other tribes.

"Tantai Goddess, don't you think your request is too much?"

Mu Yuan suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "Now, the hostages are in the hands of my great merchant. If we want to compensate, it is also the eight tribes of Mobei who want to compensate my great merchant."

At the end of the seat, Li Ziye almost fell asleep looking at the boring negotiation scene.

How long has this happened? What’s the point?

Are peace talks a place for reasoning?

The key to negotiation is to use a big fist, poke the sore spot, and make the other party take action.

This is not about learning or reasoning? What nonsense!

Opposite the seat, Lord Helan smiled when he heard the eldest prince's rebuttal.

What a fool!

"Professor Li."

Next to the eldest prince, Yan Danqing saw that the situation was getting more and more unfavorable for them, and he couldn't bear it any longer, so he asked, "Do you have any opinion?"

Mu Yuan frowned unconsciously when he heard the minister from Honglu Temple beside him mentioning someone again.

At this time, does Mr. Yan still expect that boy to change the attitude of Mobei Babu!

"Opinion?"

At the end of the table, Li Ziye heard his name being called again. He sat up straight and looked at the princes opposite.

Give me some face and say a few words, it’s the last day!

Opposite the seat.

The eyes of Lord Tuoba and others immediately condensed, and their meaning was very clear. As long as this kid said anything detrimental to their Mobei Eight Divisions, they would be kicked out immediately.

"Your Highness."

Yan Danqing also noticed the gazes of the princes across from him, lowered his voice and said, "I believe that Li Jiaoxi can save the situation. I would like to ask Your Highness to believe in Li Jiaoxi just once, and treat it as an old minister's request to Your Highness!"

Last night, he talked with Mr. Li for a long time and gained a lot. Now in this situation, we can no longer continue the discussion step by step according to the previous process.

Otherwise, Dashang will be completely disgraced.

"Master Yan is serious."

Seeing the attitude of the Honglu Temple Minister in front of him, Mu Yuan frowned again and said, "That's all, let him say a few words. If the people of the Eight Tribes of Mobei object, I will protect him."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Yan Danqing responded with a grateful look on his face.

After receiving the promise from the eldest prince, Yan Danqing looked at Li Ziye at the end of the table and said seriously, "Li Jiaoxi also wants to say a few words. After all, Li Jiaoxi is also one of the envoys appointed by His Majesty, so he can't just not raise any opinions."

"Professor Li, tell me."

On the side, Mu Yuan also expressed his position and said with an indifferent expression, "Just tell me your opinion."

It was just a few words, and the minister of Honglu Temple had begged him like this, so he couldn't be too disrespectful.

At the end of the table, Li Ziye saw the eldest prince's statement and immediately understood that the boss in front of him was vouching for him. He stopped being pretentious, put down the tea that he had almost finished drinking, and said, "I don't dare to have an opinion, but I have a problem.

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As soon as he finished speaking, Li Ziye narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the two people opposite him, and said, "Huyan and Chili have been talking for so many days, but it is rare to see the two princes expressing their opinions. I am very curious.

Your Majesty, are you not going to save your royal family? I, Dashang, are a country of etiquette and have no interest in killing hostages. Sooner or later, I will release a few of them back. However, I want to know, if your tortured royal family knows

The two monarchs have no intention of saving them. Do you think they will be resentful? After returning, will they support the two monarchs as they did in the past? As far as I know, there are some in your royal family.
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