To the north of the Jishui River stands a prosperous city.

In ancient times, the owner of this city was the Xiong family of the Yellow Emperor.

Hundreds of years ago, Duke Wu of Zheng moved eastward here with King Ping of Zhou, and Zheng Guo became the master of this city from then on.

Six years ago, in 375 BC, South Korea sent a large army to attack and destroy the state of Zheng, and this city naturally became the capital of South Korea.

Today, the name of this city is Xinzheng.

Today, outside the gate of Xinzheng City, where pedestrians and merchants are constantly coming and going, a guest with a special status is welcomed.

"Xu..."

With a loud sound, the driver slowly stopped the horse in front of him, and then turned his attention to the carriage behind him.

"Master, Xinzheng has arrived."

When this voice sounded on the carriage, the carriage fell into an extremely quiet atmosphere.

After a moment, the curtain of the carriage was suddenly lifted, and a figure wearing a red robe appeared behind the driver.

This person is none other than Wang Cuo, the envoy from Wei who entered Korea this time.

His eyes gently looked at Xinzheng City, which was no different from a few months ago. Looking at the still bustling scene, a look of displeasure slowly emerged on Wang Cuo's face.

"snort……"

After snorting coldly, Wang Cuo turned back directly, as if he had never appeared at all.

After a few breaths, a cold voice sounded in the ears of the driver.

"Let's go into the city."

"Here."

After a slight whistle, the charioteer slightly held the reins in his hand, and the horse in front slowly took its own steps after receiving the order.

"drive……"

Accompanied by another loud sound of urging the horse, the carriage slowly moved forward towards Xinzheng City in front until it disappeared from sight.

…

South Korea, Xinzheng, Korean palace.

In the main hall, Han Hou Han Ruoshan was sitting on the throne, and a group of Korean courtiers in uniforms were sitting below.

The next moment, Prime Minister Han Ye, who was sitting at the front of the group of ministers, stood up from his seat and walked slowly to the aisle in the center of the group of ministers.

He bowed deeply to Han Ruoshan above, and heard Han Ye say in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, the Wei envoy arrived in South Korea yesterday and is waiting outside the palace at the moment."

After hearing the news reported by Han Ye below, Han Ruoshan, who was above the throne, couldn't help but frown.

Previously, he led the Han army and the Zhao army to invade Wei in an attempt to influence the establishment of the king of Wei.

Now, the eldest son of Wei Wuhou, Wei?, has firmly taken the position of king. I am afraid that the envoy sent to Korea this time is not a good person.

Thinking of what might happen next, Han Ruoshan, as the Marquis of Han, couldn't help but feel worried.

However, no matter how worried Han Ruoshan was, Wei was still one of the most powerful countries in the world.

Now the envoy who came to South Korea on the order of the Marquis of Wei was already waiting outside the palace, and Han Ruoshan could not say that he was not there with an excuse.

There was no other way, Han Ruoshan could only suppress the worry in his heart, and ordered in a deep voice to Han Ye below: "In that case, let the envoy of Wei come to see you."

"Here."

After receiving the order from Han Ruoshan, Han Ye quickly turned around and came to the door of the main hall.

"Your Majesty has an order, and the envoy of Xuan Wei will come to see you."

"Your Majesty has an order, and the envoy of Xuan Wei will come to see you."

"Your Majesty has an order, and the envoy of Xuan Wei will come to see you."

…

Listening to the call ringing in his ears and looking at the familiar hall in front of him, Wang Cuo, the envoy of Wei, slowly curved his lips.

A few months ago, as the envoy of Wei?, he stood here, preparing to accept the call from the Marquis of Han.

At that time, he was shouldering the mission entrusted to him by Wei? and seeking help from South Korea. Naturally, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Today, he stood here again, but his mood at this moment was quite different from that then.

After carefully arranging the red robe he was wearing, Wang Cuo slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air from his chest, and once again looked at the great hall above him.

The next moment, Wang Cuo took firm steps and walked slowly towards the main hall above.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Wang Cuo walked past the Korean guards on the steps very calmly, and finally stood in front of the main hall of Korea.

Stepping into the Korean hall in front, Wang Cuo appeared in front of Han Ruoshan and a group of Korean courtiers.

"Wei sent Wang Cuo to pay homage to the Marquis of Han."

Looking at this familiar figure in the middle of the hall, the Korean courtiers who were a little wary just now felt a little relaxed now.

Fortunately, they thought that the Wei State would send some powerful character this time, but unexpectedly it was Wang Cuo, a familiar "old friend".

You must know that a few months ago, when Wang Cuo left this hall, he looked a little embarrassed.

The man who looked like a bereaved dog at the beginning now stood in front of them again. Even if the king changed his posture by mistake, how could he arouse much respect from the Korean courtiers?

At this moment, the courtiers below looked at each other, and their eyes showed disdain for Wang Cuo.

Wang Cuo naturally noticed the unusual look on his face when the Korean courtiers looked at him, but he did not take it to heart.

This time, that time.

Yesterday, he wanted to ask for help from South Korea, so he naturally had to make a humble gesture as much as possible; but this time he went to South Korea as a missionary, but he had full confidence in his heart.

Ignoring the strange glances around him, Wang Cuo looked directly at Han Ruoshan above.

Feeling the toughness in Wang Cuo's eyes, Han Ruoshan, who was sitting on the throne, felt his heart sink, and an unpleasant feeling appeared in his heart.

Even so, Han Ruoshan still had the courage to face Wang Cuo and said in a deep voice: "I wonder why the Wei envoy came to our Xinzheng this time?"

"Information to the Marquis of Han, the foreign ministers are here to present the War Letter of the Wei State to South Korea."

After saying this, Wang Cuo turned around and took a letter from the entourage behind him, and then presented it to the Korean etiquette officer in the main hall.

Wang Cuo's actions can be said to have silenced the Korean monarchs and ministers in the hall. Everyone really didn't know what to do for a moment.

At this moment, this hall fell into a strange silence.

Feeling the sudden silence around him, Han Ruoshan naturally felt it, but he still took the letter from the hands of the ceremony officer.

Gently unfolding the slip in his hand, Han Ruoshan first glanced at Wang Cuo below, and then moved his gaze back.

But as his eyes moved slowly and he gradually read the letter in his hand, the expression on Han Ruoshan's face became increasingly ugly.

With a "pop" sound, Han Ruoshan suddenly slapped the letter in his hand on the cases in front of him.

Anger welled up from the bottom of his heart. Han Ruoshan looked at Wang Cuo in front of him and said coldly: "Wei Envoy, what do you mean by this?"

"To the Marquis of Han, this letter of war is what I, the Kingdom of Wei, mean."

While speaking, Wang Cuo looked straight at Han Ruoshan above, without a hint of fear in his figure.

"When the Japanese and Han marquises led their army to invade our country, Wei, they should have thought about this day."

"The foreign minister is not afraid to tell South Korea, the Marquis of Wei, and the State of Wei have not forgotten what happened yesterday, and vowed to wash away the shame that South Korea has brought to my State of Wei."

"Now that the letter of war has been delivered, the foreign minister takes his leave."

After saying this, Wang Cuo ignored the Korean monarchs and ministers around him, turned around and left the hall.

Looking at the figure in his field of vision, Han Ruoshan could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. He suddenly grabbed the letter and threw it forward.

"It's too much to bully someone."
Chapter completed!