Chapter 45 Daxia is not qualified to raise conditions
Chapter 45 Daxia is not qualified to raise conditions
A court meeting came to an end, and all the civil and military officials walked out of the Jinluan Hall one after another.
Everyone's face showed indescribable emotions.
There was a time when the Great Xia Dynasty was so powerful that even a sneeze could shake everyone around.
However, now that the Human King Sword has fallen into the hands of Wu Zhan, the majestic Great Xia Dynasty does not even dare to participate in the battle for the Human King Sword. It has to wait for the Xiongnu Nanting, Beimo Royal Court, Dahuang Dynasty, and Dayan Dynasty to take action against Wu Zhan.
How sad is this?
Qin Hui stepped out of the Jinluan Palace. For some reason, he always felt as if someone had been following him secretly.
Back at the house, Qin Hui stood in the yard and walked back and forth, feeling uneasy the entire time.
Gudong!
Suddenly, Qin Hui heard a startling sound in his ears and looked down suddenly.
Just when he saw it, a withered human head rolled to his feet.
hiss!
Qin Hui's pupils dilated instantly, and he suddenly burst out with a terrifying energy, shouting: "Who?"
He recognized whose head it was.
This is Zhang Rang's head.
Zhang Rang is his confidant, so it is obvious that someone wants to provoke him.
"Tsk tsk tsk."
There was a burst of Jie Jie's strange laughter, and Qin Hui felt a black shadow flash before his eyes.
"Black dragon?"
That's right, the voice that reached Qin Hui's ears was the black dragon disguised by Jing Ke.
The figure was perfectly close, and with just one glance, Qin Hui determined the identity of the black dragon.
"Your Majesty, are you warning me?"
While muttering to himself, Qin Hui fell into deep thought.
...
Yandu, side hall of the royal palace.
In the huge side hall, only Zhuge Yuanping, the Right Prime Minister of Great Xia, was sitting quietly.
I don’t know how much time passed.
Zhang Yi wore a white robe and walked elegantly into the side hall.
"Who are you?"
Zhuge Yuanping glanced at Zhang Yi and asked calmly.
"My name is Zhang Yi, and by order of King Yan, I have come to discuss with you."
Zhang Yi walked up to Zhuge Yuanping unhurriedly, smiled slightly, and his attitude was neither humble nor overbearing.
"Zhang Yi?"
"Never heard of it."
Shaking his head, Zhuge Yuanping's eyes suddenly turned cold.
He was the right prime minister of the Xia Dynasty, and he came to the Yan Dynasty personally. According to normal diplomatic etiquette, the person receiving him should at least be the left and right prime minister of the Yan Dynasty.
But now, the Great Yan Dynasty not only left him in the side hall, but also sent unknown people like Zhang Yi to come to see him. It was an insult to him, and it did not take the Great Xia Dynasty into consideration at all.
.
It is related to the majesty of the Great Xia Dynasty, so Zhuge Yuanping cannot help but be angry.
"It doesn't matter, you just need to know that I have the final say on your trip, that's enough."
Zhang Yi is not worried either.
He smiled slightly and sat down opposite Zhuge Yuanping.
"you!"
Zhuge Yuanping wanted to have an attack.
However, after seeing Zhang Yi's confident look, he finally suppressed his inner anger and said in a deep voice: "You can really make the decision?"
"nature."
Zhang Yi spoke confidently.
"Okay, you know, my trip is to..."
Zhuge Yuanping took a deep breath, sorted out his thoughts, and planned to test Zhang Yi first before talking about anything else.
Who would have known that before Zhuge Yuanping could finish speaking, Zhang Yi interrupted Zhuge Yuanping and said in a sonorous voice: "You don't need to say more, the Western Road of Daxia, that is, the Xishan Road, the King of Yan wants it."
"It's okay for King Yan to want the Xishan Road, and my king also agrees. However, if he wants to get the Xishan Road, my king needs King Yan to send an army of 500,000 to help me put down the civil strife in Daxia."
Zhuge Yuanping was caught off guard by Zhang Yi.
His expression was slightly startled, but fortunately, Zhuge Yuanping was indeed a pillar of the Great Xia Dynasty, and he responded quickly.
After being stunned for a moment, he made his condition aloud.
"Did you not understand what I said?"
"Xishan Dao, if King Yan wants it, if King Yan wants it, you have to give it."
"Daxia is not qualified to raise conditions."
As Zhang Yi shouted coldly, every word was stimulating Zhuge Yuanping.
"Zhang Yi, don't go too far!"
Bang!
Slapping the table hard, Zhuge Yuanping's eyes turned red and he became furious.
"Zhuge Yuanping, I advise you to calm down."
"This is Dayan Palace, not a place where you can act wild!"
"Listen carefully to me."
"Now, your Daxia interior has long been in ruins. The Xishan Road is at our fingertips, as is the Yan Dynasty."
"Asking your Great Xia Dynasty to present the Western Mountain Road is to give your King Xia face."
"If the King of Xia tries too hard and is shameless, then don't blame me, the Yan Dynasty, for leading an army to attack and destroy your Xia Dynasty!"
Bang!
Zhuge Yuanping can bang the table, and so can Zhang Yi.
Zhang Yi even clapped louder!
Every word, every word, was so majestic that it penetrated directly into Zhuge Yuanping's heart.
As he spoke, Zhuge Yuanping's old face became increasingly pale.
Sitting on the ground dejectedly, Zhuge Yuanping murmured: "It turns out that our Daxia Dynasty has long lost the qualifications to raise conditions..."
"Ding, Zhang Yi's magical skill: Clever tongue is being activated continuously. Zhuge Yuanping is delighted to have the halo of wisdom."
"snort!"
"The credentials are here. It's up to you whether to sign or not."
After a heavy drink, Zhang Yi looked down at Zhuge Yuanping. Zhang Yi flicked his sleeves and lost the patience to continue talking.
"I sign, I sign..."
Zhuge Yuanping seemed to have lost all his strength, struggled to get up, and tremblingly signed and stamped his credentials.
A Xishan Road on the western border of Daxia was unconditionally ceded to the Yan Dynasty.
...
Daxia, Annan Road, Luoan Plain.
On the vast plains.
Two armies faced each other from afar.
On one side, everyone was heavily armored and holding sharp blades, but they had no intention of fighting.
The word "He" makes the flag sway in the strong wind, like duckweed in the wind.
On one side, everyone is wearing a yellow scarf and holding various weapons of varying quality, but their eyes are pious and their fighting spirit is surging.
The flag of the Yellow Turban was fluttering among the army.
‘General God’, ‘General Earth’, ‘General Human’!
The three big flags seemed to be surrounded by golden light, which invisibly inspired the hearts of every Yellow Turban person.
"The king of Xia is unruly, and the heroes of the world rise up to attack him."
"Now that Great Xia's energy has been exhausted, why doesn't General He Ren obey God's will and join our Yellow Turban Army to rebuild a prosperous world?"
Wearing a yellow Taoist robe, Zhang Jiao stood with his hands behind his back, hanging in the air, with his black hair flying in the wind, looking down at the Annan Road Marching General Manager He Ren who was riding on the treasure horse. In just two sentences, every word
Shocking.
As soon as Zhang Jiao finished speaking, He Ren became furious: "Yellow turban thieves, how dare you talk nonsense?"
"Stop talking nonsense, today, I am going to destroy you yellow turban rebels to set the record straight."
He Ren is considered a relative of the Xia King, and Daxia's interests are closely related to him.
He has never wanted to associate with Zhang Jiao and others.
In order to kill Zhang Jiao and others in one battle, he deliberately gathered the entire Annan Road army of 300,000 people here.