Zhao Gou narrowed his eyes, with a strong murderous intent flashing in his eyes, "You want me to move the capital to Jingzhao? Does he want to treat me as Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty? He can't come up with such a condition!"
Wan Qixi sighed and said: "Yes! Moving the capital to Jingzhao means that Jiangnan will be handed over to him again, and an army of 200,000 will also be held in his hands. It's a beautiful idea, and he treats others as his own.
What a fool."
Zhao Gou glanced sideways at Zhang Jun, and seeing that he was silent, he asked lightly: "Zhang Aiqing, what do you think?"
Zhang Jun bowed and said: "Your Majesty, the so-called asking for high prices and paying back the money on the ground, since he is writing to Hu Yun, there must be more than one plan. Wei Chen's opinion is, don't refuse in a hurry, you can continue to talk,
Let’s see what their final conditions are and then consider whether we accept them.”
Zhao Gao had the right idea. Chen Qing knew that he could not agree, yet he still put forward this condition. It was obviously an exorbitant price and was not his true condition.
"If you continue to negotiate with the other party, just say that I cannot accept this condition."
Wan Qixi was robbed of the opportunity by Zhang Jun, and felt a little unhappy. He quickly said: "Your Majesty, can we also propose a plan, such as making concessions on etiquette?"
Although the concessions in the etiquette system do not involve actual benefits and are free of charge, the etiquette system also has a bottom line. For example, it cannot overstep the emperor's etiquette system. Zhao Huahua thought for a while and said: "He can be allowed to use the East Palace etiquette system. Although I agreed last time
, but that was just a verbal agreement, this time I can agree in the form of an edict."
Zhang Jun sighed secretly in his heart. This plan was too insincere. It just replaced a verbal approval with a customized edict. However, Zhang Jun also knew that both sides were testing the waters and neither would come up with the real bottom line.
"I obey the order!"
The two of them bowed and exited the imperial study. Zhao Gou walked to the window with his hands behind his back and pondered for a long time. He was thinking about Chen Qing's real bottom line and his own bottom line. What could he come up with?
Zhang Jun and Wan Qixi sat with Hu Yun again. Zhang Jun smiled slightly and said: "Special envoy Hu, moving the capital is a matter that shakes the foundation of the country. Even if the emperor agrees, the officials and ministers will not agree. I suggest you suggest some
Realistic conditions.”
"This condition is actually very realistic. Compared with King Yong's surrender, this condition is really nothing, isn't it?"
Wan Qixi coughed and said: "Once the capital is moved, it will be a foregone conclusion. You can't change it even if you want to. But King Yong wanted to change, but in the second of his mind, the efforts of both parties were completely unequal."
"Isn't there going to be an agreement? There is an agreement, and neither side can easily overturn it!"
Wan Qixi sneered, "If the agreement is effective, why do we still need to go to war?"
Hu Yun said coldly: "If Prime Minister Wanqi says this, then there is no need to talk, and we will simply resort to war to solve it!"
After saying that, Hu Yun stood up to leave. Zhang Jun said quickly: "If you have something to say, please speak it out. Special Envoy Hu, please don't be upset, calm down, please sit down! Please sit down!"
Hu Yun sat down again and said: "Since you are unwilling to accept moving the capital, then say it is your plan and see if Prince Yong's Mansion can accept it!"
Hu Yun specially emphasized the word 'Yongwang's Mansion' in a very strong way. This was to tell the other party that this was not something that King Yong could decide alone. King Yong also had hundreds of officials under his command.
Zhang Jun pondered for a while and said: "The emperor's plan is to give King Yong the ritual system of the East Palace."
Hu Yun laughed, "This is the first time I've heard that a fish can be cooked twice. The etiquette of the East Palace has been determined as early as when King Yong came to An'an. Doesn't that time count and it needs to be determined again?"
"That's not what I mean. Last time it was only confirmed verbally, but this time it was officially confirmed through an edict. It's completely different."
Hu Yun shook his head and said: "I can give you a clear answer. We reject this plan!"
Wan Qixi couldn't help but said again: "Special Envoy Hu had better ask for instructions!"
"No need to ask for permission!"
Hu Yun took out a document, put it on the table and pushed it to the two of them, "This is the letter of authorization given to me by His Highness King Yong. I can negotiate with the court on his behalf for this negotiation."
Zhang Jun looked at the power of attorney, handed it back to Hu Yun, and said with a smile: "It is unrealistic to move the capital itself. I believe His Highness King Yong also understands this. He should have other alternative conditions!"
"I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to accept other conditions!"
"You might as well tell me!"
"It can also be in the form of financial compensation."
Zhang Jun and Wan Qixi were refreshed, and they could talk about this.
"I wonder how much His Highness King Yong wants?"
Hu Yun pointed out a finger and said, "Two million taels of silver, or ten million copper coins, every year!"
Wan Qixing stood up, glared at Hu Yun and said: "This is simply too much. The imperial court's annual tax revenue is less than 10 million yuan!"
Zhang Jun was dissatisfied and quickly smiled and said: "Don't be angry, Mr. Wanqi. This is just the price offered by Special Envoy Hu, right? We can talk about it again!"
Wanqixi sat down in frustration, and Zhang Jun smiled and said to Hu Yun: "With ten million taels, we have to drink the northwest wind, and we have to drink it every year, so let's do it this way! According to the amount of Xixia in the past, every year 30,000 taels of silver and 50,000 taels of silk
Two, how about it?"
Hu Yun shook his head, "Xixia has been wiped out long ago, and we are not Xixia. Zhang Xiangguo's price is unrealistic. Since we want sincerity, I might as well say the lowest price. King Yong wants one million taels of silver per year."
Zhang Jun's face changed slightly. A million taels of silver? This is too cruel.
The negotiations broke up unhappily. Not to mention that the court couldn't come up with one million taels of silver every year, and even if it could, it would be impossible to give it to them. Their annual tax revenue was only eight million taels, and they gave more than half of it to Prince Yong's Mansion. They drank.
Northwest wind?
Hu Yun was not in a hurry at all. The negotiation was requested by the other party, and that was their business. Of course, Hu Yun had not yet presented what His Highness King Yong really wanted, and the negotiations had to be carried out step by step.
It was almost noon, and Hu Yun got on the carriage and arrived at Changfeng Teahouse, and sat down at his old seat. Wang Mu had already arrived first and was sitting opposite him, reading today's "Beijing News".
Hu Yun ordered a lunch, glanced at Wang Mu and said with a smile: "This is a newspaper that you edited and edited yourself. Are you still reading it with such interest?"
“It feels different!”
Wang Mu put down the newspaper and said with a faint smile: "Now I read the newspaper as a reader, and the feeling of reviewing is completely different."
"Then what? Do you feel that some of the articles are inappropriate?"
"That's not true. I don't feel it's right, but that doesn't mean others also feel it's wrong. Just like you like saltier dishes, I like sweeter dishes, and the tastes are different, so as long as I don't make any principled mistakes, I can pass the review.
"
"It's my own child! There's nothing wrong with it."
At this time, the waiter brought the food. The two of them ordered their own meals and paid their own money. Hu Yun poured himself a glass of wine and asked: "Is there any important news in the newspaper?"
"There is no important news, but there is one piece of news that may be of interest to you."
"what news?"
"Let's talk about it after we eat. Don't affect your appetite."
The two of them ate in silence, the waiter put away the dishes, and Cha Ji served them freshly brewed tea. Neither of them liked ordering tea, mainly because it was too time-consuming and affected their conversation.
Hu Yun took a sip of hot tea and asked with a smile: "Guanzi is almost sold out, tell me! What's the news?"
