After Qin Feng read every word and sentence carefully, he thought about it and immediately picked up his pen and wrote a letter and sent it to him. It was already late at night. As the place for the peace talks, the small village was kept tightly guarded, and the guards on both sides stood on the periphery.

Jing Wuming held his hands in front of his chest, and Situ Lie was also waiting for him, but his face was not as comfortable as Jing Wuming.

The scene of the peace talks in the daytime was vivid, and both sides were exhausted. Judging from the results, whether it was Dongyue's active attack or passive defense, they were all defeated and sunken. The defeat of the daytime extended to the nighttime, and Situ Lie's face looked so ugly.

When he saw someone coming in the night, Situ Lie immediately walked forward: "Who is coming?"

"Come on the order of His Majesty Da Kun to deliver the letter." The person who came said a crisp voice, one tall and one short, two people got off the horse. At the same time, Jing Wuming also quickly stepped forward, checked the other party's token and said to Situ Lie: "That's right, he is the one who serves His Majesty."

Situ Lie walked forward to see clearly, but Jing Wuming stopped in front of the two men and said with a slight smile: "There are only two palace ladies who have to bother General Situ to do it themselves, there is no need. My secret letter to Your Majesty is not something that the general can check."

Both palace ladies were women. No matter how shameless Situ Lie was, he would not care about the woman. When Jing Wuming stopped him, he just looked at the beautiful faces of the two women and looked away: "Please."

Jing Wuming smiled and took the two of them in person. His walking posture was particularly arrogant. Situ Lie spat on the ground fiercely and cursed something inward, but his heart became more and more blocked.

The two palace servants entered the courtyard and handed Qin Feng's letter to Rong Ying'an and others. When Rong Ying'an saw the face of one of the palace servants, he immediately said: "You are here so late and you can't go back. I'll pack up a room, and you will settle down."

After the two palace ladies thanked him, they went out. Liu Yuan looked at one of them and pulled Rong Ying'an's sleeves: "It's easy to keep people, how can you send them over? It's not easy for these young couples."

"It's too late, there's still a way tomorrow morning." Rong Yingan said: "Come on, let's see what your son said first."

The scene in the next courtyard was not so easy. Xiao Lingyu had been walking back and forth several times, unable to hide his depression. Li Ang, who had originally come to help, knelt down and didn't dare to raise his head.

"You are afraid that others will not know about the ugly things about the Maritime Bureau, so you dare to take the initiative to tell the matter of pulling out the Bo Mai. Dongyue's face has been lost. From what time will this kind of thing that cannot be put forward to the other side as a bargaining chip?"

Xiao Lingyu knew that the country was big and there were many things that could not be said. Internal digestion was the same thing, and it was not a good thing to be taken out as an attack. Today's negotiations were also at a disadvantage because of the withdrawal of Bomai, and there was no chance of a hero in the second half.

Today, the situation of being suppressed and beaten has been maintained until the end, and the tax points have not been decided, and the scope of trade trade needs further negotiation, and this is especially true for the price of goods.

Since he was at a disadvantage, Xiao Lingyu was not in a hurry to make up, so he simply took the delay and dragged things until tomorrow.

Li Ang knew that he had made a big mistake, and what he was even more worried was that this incident came into His Majesty's ears. The matter of Bobu was derived from the conclusion of maritime trade. The silver was actually divided up by people below and did not flow into the treasury.

I was so confused that I exposed this matter. In the past, Emperor Yuan could turn a blind eye, but now the treasury is extremely empty, and I might take action in this regard to benefit merchants and increase tax revenue. Their benefits are deprived.ωωw..net

Slap! Li Ang suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself, and then hit the ground with his forehead: "Your Highness forgives you. I am wrong to speak. I would like to punish you. I deserve to die!"

Xiao Lingyu closed his eyes, and the Rui King on the side held a teacup and said in a silence: "What's the use of apologizing now? Who made you speak quickly at that time? Let's not talk about this beforehand. Think about how to talk to them tomorrow."

Xiao Lingyu felt bored when he saw him and signaled him to get up first, while Song Qingming was a little restless. The atmosphere of today's negotiations was wrong, and it was not his turn to mention Shang Huaiqing.

I thought this matter was unsolvable, and Shang Huaiqing was going to fall in Da Kun for life, but as a result, he was on a break. He received an oral order from Emperor Yuan in his mansion, asking him to rush to the southwest to assist the talks immediately and rescue Shang Huaiqing, the former Minister of Works, from the Ministry of Works!

It is rare to have an opportunity, but unfortunately there is no room for development. He doesn't understand the business matters. If he says he can still express his opinions if he builds a dam or a canal, he can only sit here and stay silent.

They were talking about how to formulate tax points, and restrictions on commodities, etc., but he heard it like a bee circling in his ears. His mind was first circling with how to contact the other party, and then he turned around and there was that familiar face.

It was a little face that should have been gentle, but her eyes were full of cunning expressions. After so long separation, Song Jingzhe could call her mother and began to learn to walk. She missed Jingzhe's important growth.

And he also felt a great emptiness in the fulfillment of watching his children grow up day after day. From the initial repulsion to the integration, the process was too profound that his parents never put any pressure on him to remarry.

As the saying goes, with a stepmother, you will have a stepfather. Song Luo and his wife are unwilling to let Jingzhe suffer. Mrs. Song even said that if there is a single seedling that can convey the incense, it is really not possible. Let Jingzhe get married early when he grows up and have a few more children.

Song Qingming ended the discussion in a daze, and didn't even hear clearly what they were going to talk about tomorrow. For him, only Shang Huaiqing was the focus. Maybe he was still lucky, maybe he could meet her?

After entering the room, he gave up the idea. This was in the territory of Dongyue. How could she, a dead person, appear again? Although others don’t know what she looks like.

One night, both sides had their own thoughts, and Song Qingming couldn't sleep all night. The next morning, a crisp female voice suddenly sounded outside. After he woke up, he hurriedly cleaned up and washed up. He wanted to continue the talks today, and this tug-of-war had to continue.

As soon as I left the house, a female palace maid came towards me, holding a tray in her hand, and the snacks placed on it were small and exquisite: "Sir Chen'an, this is the butterfly crisp and special tea that our Empress ordered. Please let me serve tea for you."

Song Qingming did not doubt it, so he asked the palace maid to come in. When the palace maid turned around, he looked at her ears and looked at her figure again. The palace maid turned her head to look at him and asked with a smile: "Are you hungry sir?"

Song Qingming couldn't speak, and followed her steps in, not thinking that there was anything wrong with letting a palace maid walk in front of them. He originally wanted to close the door, but after thinking about it, he opened the door and quickly followed her.
Chapter completed!