Since Zhu Gui was resting, the agreement fell into the hands of Xu Yingxu, who stayed in Daiwang's Mansion.
After reading it, he nodded and handed it to Xu Miaoqing, who was on tiptoe.
"Look, this is what the prince made after you left."
Xu Miaoqing chuckled, took the manuscript and read it.
"This, what does nominal lord mean?"
Xu Miaoqing raised his doubts to the Mongolian envoy.
"that is……"
Before the Mongolian envoy finished speaking, Xu Yingxu said: "It means that although this territory is included in the territory of the Ming Dynasty, the Mongols are still allowed to graze here, and they are not considered subjects of the Ming Dynasty and do not have to pay taxes."
"Is there still such a reason? Then what is the use of this land? No, I want to talk to that fool Zhu Gui. What is the use of this kind of agreement?"
Xu Miaoqing suddenly became energetic and immediately went to find Zhu Gui with the documents.
Only the somewhat embarrassed Mongolian envoy and the calm Xu Yingxu were left.
"You should go back first. Since the king has agreed to this matter, it will not change. The first day of the month next month will be the first market. Please inform the Mongolian ministries to prepare."
Xu Yingxu said to the Mongolian envoy.
"yes."
…
"Hey, Zhu Gui, wake up, did you come up with this kind of broken agreement?"
Xu Miaoqing shook Zhu Gui and said.
"What's wrong? Is there an earthquake?"
Zhu Gui suddenly sat up and almost bumped into Xu Miaoqing.
"What kind of earthquake? I'm asking you what's going on?"
Xu Miaoqing waved the document in front of Zhu Gui.
"Is this? Oh, is it the document of the 'Peace Agreement'? Have all the Mongolian ministries signed it? Great."
Zhu Gui rubbed his eyes and yawned.
"What's so good? Isn't this just treating you as a fool?" Xu Miaoqing said with some dissatisfaction when she saw Zhu Gui's attitude.
"How can you say that? This is a matter of mutual consent between you and me. There are many treasures in this land, and although I am the nominal lord, I still have many rights, such as building cities and building roads.
, doing business.”
Zhu Gui said with a smile.
"You mean to build roads on the grasslands so that the Mongolians can get used to living in cities?"
Xu Miaoqing reacted quickly.
"You have become smarter." Zhu Gui said with a smile.
"What, I'm very smart to begin with. If according to what you said, this is indeed a feasible method, well, it's not bad."
The more Xu Miaoqing thought about it, the more she felt that this matter had great potential.
Although building a city seems like a big project in other places, for Xu Miaoqing, who is used to thousands of people building roads in Datong Prefecture, this matter is indeed very maneuverable.
"By the way, do you plan to report this matter to the court? The emperor may not understand your approach, and your document also contains clauses about trading salt and iron with the Mongols, which cannot be explained."
Xu Miaoqing then began to think about Zhu Gui.
"This is indeed a trouble, so I plan to suppress this matter temporarily and wait until the time is right." Zhu Gui nodded and said.
Now the only people who know about this are him and King Yan, and Xu Yingxu's brother and sister. He is still very relieved about these people.
Moreover, when conducting salt and iron transactions with the Mongols in the future, he would send his trusted aides to conduct the transactions in private.
As for the mature time he mentioned, it was naturally the Battle of Jingnan.
"Okay, since you've already thought about it, I won't worry about it for you. By the way, what do you want to eat for lunch? I'll ask someone to prepare it for you."
Xu Miaoqing said suddenly.
"Ah? Okay."
Zhu Gui was a little surprised by Xu Miaoqing's sudden thoughtfulness, but still casually mentioned a few dishes.
If he hadn't been too busy recently, he would have really wanted to reward himself by cooking.
As for now, he just wants to continue sleeping.
…
In the afternoon, Zhu Gui was shaken awake again by Xu Miaoqing.
"Get up, it's time to eat."
"Oh, I got it, wait for me."
Zhu Gui put on his clothes in a daze, washed up, and then came to the restaurant.
Zhu Di was already sitting there, but his face looked a little strange, as if he was talking to Xu Miaoqing just now. When Zhu Gui came in, he stopped talking.
Zhu Gui was a little surprised: "What's wrong? Where is General Xu?"
"He returned to the military camp." Xu Miaoqing said.
"Oh, let's eat first. I've been sleeping for too long and I'm really hungry."
Zhu Gui didn't notice that few people present used their chopsticks. He served the rice himself first and then started eating.
"This fish looks good. It's different from the last time. Is there a new chef in the house?"
Zhu Gui picked up a piece of fish and said.
No one spoke.
As soon as the fish was in his mouth, Zhu Gui's expression suddenly turned strange.
Is this fish from the Dead Sea? Why is it so salty? It’s also very fishy, as if the internal organs haven’t been removed.
"How's it going? I cooked this for you myself under the guidance of the chef."
Xu Miaoqing said with expectation.
So that's it. No wonder Zhu Di didn't move his chopsticks. It seemed that he had already seen it.
"Ahem, well done, I won't need it next time."
Zhu Gui swallowed the piece of fish meat raw and said while suppressing the feeling of spitting it out.
"What are you talking about? I've finally cooked once, is this your attitude? Try this again."
Xu Miaoqing put some more vegetables into Zhu Gui's bowl.
Zhu Gui looked at Zhu Di who was standing aside with a look of help.
"I suddenly remembered that the cavalry outside the city needs to buy some food and grass. I will go to the Chamber of Commerce."
Without waiting for Zhu Gui to speak, Zhu Di left quickly.
…
Zhu Gui couldn't remember how he escaped from Xu Miaoqing's clutches.
The first thing he did when he walked out of the restaurant was to go to the kitchen and tell all the chefs that the princess would no longer be allowed to cook in person, otherwise half a year's salary would be deducted from them.
Then he went to the county governor's house to find Zhang Mao and asked him about the progress of the martial arts tournament.
The servants in the governor's mansion were already busy, and Zhang Mao's roar could be heard from time to time.
Zhu Gui was almost hit by several servants, which made him wonder what happened here.
When he came to the living room, he saw Zhang Mao talking loudly to his master.
"Counter Zhang, why is it like a war here?"
Zhu Guidao said loudly.
Zhang Mao heard the sound and immediately came out to greet him.
"Your Majesty, why are you here?" Zhang Mao suddenly changed into a smiling face.
"I am here to ask how the preparations for the tournament are going."
Zhu Gui came to the table and found that the manuscripts were piled half as high as a person.
Zhang Mao said with some embarrassment: "We are almost ready. We only need to set up the prizes, but the treasury is a little empty..."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Gui waved his hand and said: "Okay, since it is held in the name of the Prince's Palace, the money will be paid by the Prince's Palace."