This night is destined to be a sleepless night for the envoys from various countries.
Pei Yicheng talked with the envoys for half the night, and finally decided to go back early to avoid a long night and many dreams.
So the next morning, after Dongyou and his ministers went down to court, he took several envoys to see Sicang: "The little king still has something to do, and he wants to go back tomorrow, so he came here to say goodbye to the emperor and the empress."
Sicang looked up at him, his eyes calm: "The prince can stay for a little longer."
Pei Yicheng shook his head: "As the crown prince of the Southern Qi Dynasty, the young king has been supervising the regent of the country since two years ago. Although there will be no trouble if there is no self in the government, the father's body is not in good health, so it will inevitably be difficult."
Having said this, Sicang naturally would not force him to stay. He just said: "Dongyou and Nan Qi are not in conflict with each other. As long as Nan Qi does not take the initiative to provoke and offend, I will not send troops to Nan Qi. I have my word."
talk."
Pei Yicheng was startled: "Is the emperor serious about what he said?"
"You have no joke."
Pei Yicheng was silent for a moment and bowed in agreement: "Xiao Wang believes in the emperor's promise."
Regardless of whether this promise is sincere or false, Pei Yicheng can only take it as true for now. The top priority is to leave Dongyou safely first and strengthen the training of soldiers and horses in the next two years, just in case.
After receiving the permission, Pei Yicheng took the Nan Qi envoy back to the post house. After lunch, he started to pack his things. He packed everything up that night and just had to get up early tomorrow morning to make his way on the road.
Seeing this, the Emperor of Xijiang couldn't help but wanted to leave. He followed Pei Yicheng's example and led his envoys to say goodbye to Sicang, but he received the completely opposite reply: "Dongyou's troops are already on their way to Xijiang. You can go back at this time."
It’s not safe. If General Huangfu treats you all as spies, the consequences will be disastrous."
Ning Du stood silently behind the Emperor of Xijiang, clearly hearing the threat in these words. If they wanted to leave Dongyou, they might not be able to return to Xijiang alive.
It's a pity that their emperor didn't seem to understand this meaning, and instead explained: "We will take a detour, and we will definitely not-"
"No matter how we take a detour, the place the emperor wants to return to is also Western Xinjiang. When you enter, the war between the two countries will begin. Swords are not good at seeing. The emperor should stay in Dongyou and wait for the war to end." Sicang's tone was indifferent, revealing a hint of something.
He said with a sense of ruthless killing, "The General King is very fast and will not delay for too long. When he successfully captures the Western Palace, he will order people to bring your queen, concubines, children, and even your male favorites to the east."
When You meet you, you will soon be reunited as a family."
When the Emperor of Xijiang heard these words, anger rushed to his forehead for a moment. He stared at Sicang's face and blurted out furious words: "I have been so humble and apologized to you again and again, but you insist on going with me."
I'm in a dilemma? The king of a country is so small-minded? He is simply unworthy of being a king!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a dead silence in the imperial study room.
The faces of the Western Xinjiang envoys were earth-colored, and Ning Du was calm and calm. However, Sicang, who was sitting behind the imperial desk and reviewing the documents, slowly raised his eyes and landed on the Xijiang Emperor's face: "I have a small belly and chicken intestines, so I am not worthy of being a king?"
"Dong...Emperor Dongyou, please calm down. My emperor didn't mean to..." the envoy explained quickly, but faced the naturally cold face of his superior Cang, he couldn't help but stammered, "It wasn't intentional..."
After Xijiang Emperor got angry, he obviously realized what he had said, but now that the matter was over, no matter how arrogant and angry he was, the other party would not let him go, so he threw off his robe sleeves, snorted coldly, and turned around to leave.
He walked in high spirits, looking like he would rather die than surrender.
The envoys all turned pale or flushed. They all let out a sad sigh and left helplessly.
After walking out of the imperial study, Emperor Xijiang turned to look at Ning Du, his eyes seemed to be condensed with sharp ice light: "Ning Du, can your brother guard the border?"
Ning Du said calmly: "It's hard to say. General Wang of Dongyou has made great achievements in battle. He was the most powerful general in Dongyou when he was young. He has countless generals who are brave and good at fighting, and they are all elite——"
"I don't want to hear so much nonsense." The Emperor of Xijiang interrupted him impatiently, "You write a letter to your brother immediately and ask him to guard the border. No matter how many people die, even if the entire army is annihilated, he must guard it! Otherwise, he must guard the border!
Everyone in your Ning family will be punished because of the unfavorable outcome of the war, do you hear that?"
Ning Du looked at him expressionlessly, the light in his eyes gradually cooling down.
The Emperor of Xijiang said angrily: "What are you looking at me for? Did you hear what I said to you?"
Ning Du stared at him for a moment without saying a word, then suddenly turned around and walked back.
"Ning Du, what are you doing?" Xijiang Emperor's expression suddenly changed, "Ning Du!"
Ning Du ignored him at all, walked directly into the imperial study room, and closed the door.
"emperor."
Sicang glanced at him calmly: "Have you figured it out?"
Ning Du was silent for a moment: "I want the emperor's personal promise."
"explain."
"As long as the Ning family gives up resistance, General Wang's troops will never kill a single soldier, and there will never be a day of reckoning."
Sicang was indifferent: "I can guarantee it."
"The emperor must ensure that the people of Western Xinjiang are treated the same as the people of Dongyou, and that Dongyou soldiers cannot attack the unarmed people." Ning Du's voice was silent, "When the states and cities are merged and governed in the future, it is best for officials from Western Xinjiang to govern the Western Xinjiang territory.
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Sicang lowered his head to review the memorial and said in a cold tone: "I can promise not to kill innocent people and not to treat them differently, but it is not your responsibility to worry about how the officials in Western Xinjiang are used."
Ning Du frowned.
"In fact, you are not qualified to negotiate terms with me at all." Sicang's voice became colder, "The reason why I asked Xifeng to negotiate with you is to reduce the casualties caused by the war. As for the results, there will be no
Any changes."
"The territory of Dongyou was not as big as it is now. It was expanded through the Eastern Expedition and the Western Expedition. You can see how the previous emperor treated the people of these lands, and I know it too."
Ning Du remained silent. The territory included in Dongyou's territory belongs to Dongyou. Treating all the people equally is the way the Shengming Emperor should govern. He really shouldn't use this as a condition.
Sicang said: "If the Ning family surrenders, the war can end two months early. I will ask the general to let the Ning family and the soldiers under the Ning family go."
"If the Ning family does not surrender, General Wang will allow the battlefield to last for two more months at most, with more casualties. All the men of the Ning family will die on the battlefield, and it will not affect the final result."
Ning Du's expression changed slightly and he was silent for a long time, "I will write to brother."
Sicang said nothing, as if such a result was expected.
Ning Du turned around and walked out, with a dull expression on his face, carrying a kind of decisive sadness.