The twelfth day of the first lunar month of the 23rd year of Zhaohua.

Wen Zhuoyu and Nian Chengfeng went to the Political Affairs Hall before the sky was shining.

Many officials have arrived, and the yamen in the palace were bright red lanterns or candles. Although it was quiet, officials from various departments had begun a new busy day.

Too much stale!

Too many transactions to be processed!

Something that was reported last year was unprepared for drought or floods.

There are also bandits in a certain place.

Of course, there are also spring plowing, and the current science and autumn examinations, etc.

In the Political Consultative Hall, in Wen Zhuoyu's official office, the three men of the ministry, Cheng Jingting, the ministry of the ministry of the ministry, Nian Chengfeng, and the ministry of the ministry of the ministry of the ministry of the ministry of the ministry of the ministry of the ministry of the ministry of the ministry of the ministry of the ministry of the ministry of the ministry of the ministry of the ministry of the ministry of the ministry of the ministry of the ministry of the ministry of the ministry of the ministry of the ministry of the ministry of the ministry of the ministry of the Wu Kingdom were sitting around Wen Zhuoyu's party. They were not discussing the memorials, but negotiating with the envoys of the Wu Kingdom.

Wen Zhuoyu cooked a pot of tea, and Cheng Jingting was a little anxious. In addition, he was originally a dignified Duke, so he always spoke a little straightforward:

"The Wu delegation will arrive in Kyoto in about three days!"..

"I have asked you a few times!"

"There is a prince of Wu in this mission! Since it is a mission led by the prince, they are probably very big!"

"I'm calling them today. You must give me a briefing. How to negotiate this negotiation?"

Wen Zhuoyu grinned, "Are you anxious?"

"How can you not be in a hurry?"

Cheng Jingting widened his eyes, "You threw this broken thing to me. It was obviously the Honglu Temple under his old man Qi to negotiate... What did you do if you do this?"

Wen Zhuoyu raised his eyes, "I'm old, don't worry!"

"So what if I come to the Prince of Wu?"

"As for why you leave this matter to your subordinates... this is not my decision!"

Cheng Jingting was stunned, "Whose decision?"

"Who else? Of course, it's the Regent."

“…Why is it me?”

"He said, you are impatient, it's best if you go and talk."

Cheng Jingting couldn't figure it out now.

Since Wu sent a mission to come, he had already received news. What Wu planned was probably the territory of Wuyaguan—

The State of Wu has already stationed 80,000 troops in Zhaohua City outside Wuya Pass!

Ningguo is in a turbulent situation!

Although Li Chen'an sent the Chiyan Army to Wuya Pass and the Chiyan Army may be able to withstand the Wu Kingdom for a period of time, the war ultimately took national strength.

But Ningguo is the weakest in today's country.

Not to mention that the Wu Kingdom captured Wuya Pass, if the war fell into Jiaozuo, it would definitely drag Ning Kingdom into the abyss!

A battle between one side can make Ningguo exhaust national strength.

Then if the rest of the countries also raise troops to attack Ning at this time... Ningguo would be unable to resist at all!

Therefore, when Cheng Jingting or Nian Chengfeng came, the best result of negotiation is to ced the Wuya Guan front line to the Wu Kingdom.

The Red Flame Army retreated a hundred miles to the Yudan River.

Being able to defend most of Annan Road's territory is the best ending.

This proposal had been submitted to Wen Zhuoyu, but he put it on the shelf and seemed to have not taken this matter to heart at all.

Negotiation often requires several rounds of bargaining, and then each step back to reach a final resolution.

This requires excellent patience.

Then the most patient Duke of Qi Yao, the former Duke of Qi, should be the best candidate.

But now Wen Zhuoyu actually said that the Regent decided to use Cheng Jingting, the worst-tempered person, to negotiate with the envoy of Wu...

"Why did I have that kind of patience?"

"I am very worried that if I am not good, I will cut off the envoy from Wu!"

Cheng Jingting waved his hands repeatedly: "The Regent is young and has no idea about me. You are old and can't help but follow the Regent?"

The water was boiling, and warm-boiled rain took a spoonful of tea and put it in the teapot. Then Shi Shiran sat up straight and said with a smile:

"At first, I didn't understand the intention of the Regent, but after I heard the Regent's proposal for negotiation, I also thought it would be best for you to talk... The Regent said that there was a big mess in the Shangshu Province, and the six ministries, even the Honglu Temple, did not have the energy to waste time with the Wu Kingdom."

"You are different. You can talk about the shortest time to get a result, and also let the envoys of Wu leave in the shortest time. This is not a bad thing."

Cheng Jingting stroked his long beard and asked, "What is the regent's opinion?"

Boil the rain and pour tea, and said calmly:

"The Regent's claim is... not to marry, not to pay compensation, not to cede land, and not to pay tribute!"

"..." Cheng Jingting's hand pinched his beard and did not move again.

Nian Chengfeng and Qi Yao were shocked toward Wen Zhuoyu.

Of course, the meaning of this is extremely simple, that is, there is nothing to talk about!

Li Chenan didn’t want to talk to Wu!

But don't talk, don't retreat, don't let...

"What if the Wu Kingdom turns against the enemy and invade?"

Wen Zhuoyu raised his eyes and said seriously:

"The Regent said that the emperor guards the country's gates, and the king dies in the country!"

"Ning people have pride, and their bones cannot be broken! The territory of Ningguo... will not give up an inch of land!"

Nian Chengfeng said with great concern: "I'm afraid I can really fight."

Wen Zhuoyu smiled slightly: "The Regent said, then beat him up!"

"He still wants to go to Wu!"

"I asked him that too."

"How did he answer?"

"He said, so what if I die?"

“…”

...

...

Palace, harem.

Baihua Palace.

Concubine Li was wearing a plain robe and was not hoeing the ground.

Before spring came, winter snow had covered the earth, and of course it also covered her flower fields.

Today, with this rare sunshine in winter, she stood in front of a plum garden.

She is enjoying the plum blossoms.

Alone is in the blooming red plums in the garden.

Eunuch Chang stood respectfully behind her.

Eunuch Chang said that Wen Zhuoyu, the chief minister of the cabinet at that time, wanted to pay a visit to her.

The reason is to want that blooming flower of A hibiscus!

At this time, the two huge fields of Ah Furong flower fields, not to mention flowers, there were not even buds.

What kind of flowers does he have?

Of course he is not a flower.

Then he came, and it was the news that the censors who had sent letters to him in the past two days.

"You go and bring Mr. Wen..."

"I am here to admire Mei Xuan and wait for him."

Eunuch Chang bowed and said, "Sister obeys the order!"

He retreated.

Concubine Li's mouth rippled, she walked to Xiumeixuan and cooked a pot of tea.

Not long after, cook warmly until the rain is over.
To be continued...