Chapter 459 The eldest princess of the Southern Tang Dynasty, light waist in the palm
"The criminal Tang Boyong pays homage to His Majesty the Emperor."
Tang Boyong knelt on the ground, put his forehead on the back of his hand, and curled up his body like a ball, not daring to move.
"Get up and talk."
Zhu Youde's tone was light and his eyes were a little disgusted.
Only then did Tang Boyong dare to sit down and look at Zhu Youde, but there seemed to be anger hidden deep in his eyes. He took a deep breath and straightened his body slightly.
"Why do you want to see me?" Zhu Youde grabbed a piece of osmanthus cake and took a bite.
Autumn in Jinling is not without osmanthus, and many are planted in the palace, so the imperial chef specially made osmanthus cake at this time. It is extremely sweet and glutinous, and concubines such as Luo Xian especially like it.
In addition, the palace has sugar, which allows cooks to be more creative.
Tang Boyong stood up and knelt down again: "I beg your Majesty to calm down and spare our country."
A drop of tear fell and Tang Boyong lowered his head. It was sad to see it.
"The Kingdom of Tang is willing to send the eldest princess Xiao Jing to enrich your majesty's harem."
Zhu Youde looked back at Wang Zhonghou. He didn't know who Xiao Jing was, but since Tang Boyong had mentioned his name, it must be very important.
The envoy from Daliang went to Jiankang to identify the assassins sent by the Tang State to assassinate Zhu Youde. The entire court of the Southern Tang Dynasty was dumbfounded because the envoy was from the Western Regions.
This messenger opened his mouth to destroy the Tang state. The emperor was furious. The Southern Tang Dynasty was disrespectful to Daliang, so he wanted to destroy the country and destroy the Tang ancestral temple.
The emperor of the Southern Tang Dynasty apologized at that time.
The emperor was so weak that anyone who heard it would cry.
The emperor was weak, and Tang Boyong, the envoy of the Southern Tang Dynasty, naturally had nothing but humiliation.
Weak countries have no diplomacy.
Wang Zhonghou whispered to Zhu Youde: "Your Majesty, Xiao Jing is the eldest princess of the Southern Tang Dynasty and the sister of Emperor Jian'an. She is known as the most beautiful woman in the Southern Tang Dynasty. She is good at calligraphy, painting and musical instruments. She is especially good at singing and dancing. She has the reputation of having a light waist in the palm of her hand."
Ouch!
The rating is so high.
"The waist is lightened in the palm of your hand? What do you mean?"
Wang Zhonghou smiled and said: "It is said that his dance is as light as a butterfly, and he can dance in a place as big as the palm of his hand. He is as agile as the moon in the clouds. The dance he dances is also called light waist dance."
Zhu Youde's eyes suddenly lit up. Are you a dancer? Well, there are quite a few in his harem who can dance, but none of them can dance in a place as big as a palm. Xiao Jing's dance is also called light waist.
Just from the name, you can tell that she has a very powerful waist. A woman with a powerful waist... Zhu Youde smiled slightly.
Nan Tang is very sincere, at least it suits his taste
Wang Zhonghou said again: "Your Majesty, the eldest princess of the Southern Tang Dynasty is afraid that she is a spy."
Do I care?
Zhu Youde was speechless. He looked at Wang Zhonghou and rolled his eyes fiercely. If you don't know how to speak, don't speak.
What I said at the beginning is quite good, but the latter is not so good.
As long as you have a strong waist, it's none of your business whether they are spying on you or not.
Being a woman for the emperor and a foreigner, what does it mean to be a spy?
"Old Wang, if you don't say anything, don't talk nonsense. She is the eldest princess of the Southern Tang Dynasty and the emperor's sister. What kind of spy is not a spy? Do I think so?"
Tang Boyong trembled all over and said quickly: "Your Majesty, the Southern Tang Dynasty will never dare to use the princess as a spy."
"Now, it doesn't matter whether you dare or not. Do I care about this? There are no spies in Jinling City now, from Northern Yan, from the Western Regions, from your Southern Tang Dynasty, or even from East Vietnam. Do I ever care?"
"No, so I don't care even if it's a spy. You all know what I care about..."
Zhu Youde smiled and said: "Don't kneel down when you stand up to speak. I'm not the kind of person who cares about etiquette."
If Tang Boyong hadn't lived in the capital for more than half a year, he would have almost believed it, but he could only endure it.
"How young is this princess?"
Tang Boyong said: "Twenty-three, she is the sister of the emperor of our country."
"Haha, yes. Your age is just right, and there's not much difference between you and me."
Zhu Youde touched his chin and said in a very shameless manner: "In this case, forget about the assassination. From now on, Daliang and Nantang will be a family. You can rest assured and tell your Majesty that it was all a misunderstanding before!"
Wang Zhonghou was speechless: "Your Majesty, do you want to discuss it with the foreign court before making a decision?"
Zhu Youde pointed to one side, and Wang Zhonghou quickly walked over and knelt down.
There is nothing to say.
Let’s discuss making a ball of yarn.
discuss?
Feng Bogong, Cui Li and the others would be damned if they agreed. How can we let it go if those people don't blackmail Southern Tang severely?
Those animals are now hoping that Zhu Youde will find a soft persimmon to pinch, so that his reputation will remain in history.
But their people have left a lasting legacy, but Zhu Youde didn’t have the chance to dance lightly.
Light waist in the palm of your hand!
The imagination is exciting. In modern times, at least he is a graduate of a dance academy!
Do you know that only professionals can do the difficult postures of horseback riding, folding the body, etc.
you do not know.
Zhu Youde quickly decided. "Sir, this matter needs to be done quickly. As long as people arrive in Daliang, I don't have to explain it to the outer court. You should know the seriousness of this matter. If those people in the outer court know, they will not let it go."
I am like this, this is also my painstaking efforts towards the Southern Tang Dynasty."
"Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty!"
"Hey, it's good to know. You must be quick. It will take a few days for me to see the eldest princess's waist. Ah... the eldest princess's dance..."
Zhu You took Tang Boyong's hand, patted and touched it: "You must be quick, you must be quick, I am doing this for the good of your country, Tang."
Tang Boyong felt deeply humiliated and obediently let Zhu Youde hold his hand, feeling Zhu Youde squeeze his hand hard.
Tang Boyong wanted to cry, it was so humiliating.
"Your Majesty, I will definitely speed up the process, but it will take at least a month."
Zhu Youde stopped patting Tang Boyong's hand and looked at the other person's eyes with eagerness: "Are you delaying?"
Tang Boyong quickly lowered his head: "I don't dare. Your Majesty's princess also needs to prepare a dowry when she gets married, and there must be no less people to do the dowry. It requires hundreds of noble ladies from the domestic palaces, as well as gifts. All of this needs to be selected and arranged, and then sent to Daliang...
This all takes time.”
Zhu Youde looked back at Wang Zhonghou, who was kneeling on the ground and nodded. He immediately laughed: "Keep everything simple?"
"Your Majesty, this is already simple, otherwise it would be even longer!"
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Why go to all the trouble to give a woman a gift?
Look at Lu Jun, when he sent the little sister of the Lu family, he just carried her into the palace in a sedan chair.
Knowing that he was overthinking, Zhu Youde smiled awkwardly, "The road conditions in your Southern Tang Dynasty are very bad. Please tell Emperor Tang, don't bother with women who are building roads. Look at my roads in Daliang, you Southern Tang Dynasties should also use some snacks."
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Do you still want to be rich if you don’t build roads? It’s just a dream.
"Okay, if that's the case, let's just give it a month, but we have to hurry up. The sooner the princess comes, the happier I will be. Do you understand?"
Tang Boyong lowered his head, and a tear fell on Zhu Youde's hand. Zhu Youde quickly threw Tang Boyong's hand away and wiped it on his clothes. Tang Boyong could see it clearly, but he did not dare to speak. He even bent down, as if he was being beaten by someone.
The old dog, whose waist was broken, was in a miserable state.