One afternoon, when Mu Qianyu was practicing swordsmanship in the backyard, the young eunuch walked in and said, "Your Majesty, the envoy of Daxia wants to see you."
"Envoy?" Mu Qianyu raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Who are you meeting?"
"I'm asking to see you, Your Majesty."
"Go and see him." Mu Qianyu pointed at him and said, "If I see him, I might not be able to help but chop him."
The little eunuch pointed at himself: "Slave, are you going to see me?"
"Yes, what's so great about envoys? I'm willing to negotiate to give them face." Mu Qianyu raised his hand: "Go ahead."
"Yes." The young eunuch had no choice but to obey the order. He did not expect that he would be able to contact foreign envoys not long after his official career had just begun.
Lan'er handed over the cotton cloth and asked: "Your Majesty, is this okay?"
"They killed my envoys, but I didn't kill them just because they were wronged and their debts were owed. They expect me to greet them with a smile. That's nonsense." Mu Qianyu said with disdain.
Daxia killed her envoy, and this hatred in her heart was even more serious than that of the Feng Shui formation.
Dozens of human lives.
She would have to get it back sooner or later.
After a while, the eunuch came back, handed a yellow letter with both hands, and said: "Your Majesty, the monarch of Daxia would like to invite you to go to Yunmiao Prefecture to negotiate peace. This is a handwritten letter sent by the monarch of Daxia."
"Talking to peace?" Mu Qianyu raised the corners of his lips and said, "I can't hold on anymore so soon. I thought Daxia was so capable."
"Will Your Majesty go?" Lan'er asked.
"After working for a long time, it's time to harvest." Mu Qianyu wiped the sweat from his hands, threw the cotton cloth back, turned to the little eunuch and asked: "Day."
"Three days later." The young eunuch replied.
"You really can't calm down at all, aren't you afraid that I, the lion, will open my mouth?" Mu Qianyu shook his head, a little mocking and a little surprised at the eagerness of the Emperor of Daxia.
It seems that we are really at the end of our rope, so we can’t help but struggle.
"Then will His Majesty do this?" Lan'er asked curiously.
"Of course not." Mu Qianyu shook his head and said meaningfully: "How eloquent a lion is. I am now a dragon."
Lan'er immediately felt the crisis in Daxia. In the past, when the lion opened his mouth, the other party could bear it, but now, the other party might collapse.
"Go and lead Mo Tong." Mu Qianyu ordered.
When Mo Feng came, Mu Qianyu only gave one sentence: "Go and investigate what precious and valuable things are there in Daxia besides land. I will ask for the list in two days."
"Your Majesty, are you referring to the national treasure?"
"Yes, check both whether it's material or immaterial." Mu Qianyu said with a smile.
"Yes." Mo Feng obeyed and left.
The territory of Daxia is now in a mess. Dazhou has already won the battle before the war. Today's Dazhou courtiers are all proud and confident. Mo Feng looks much more energetic than before.
This is especially true for the military generals. Every time they see Mu Qianyu in the city, their faces show deeper respect. It is true that His Majesty has brought them too many surprises.
The monarchs of the other two countries also received the documents asking for peace, and they all asked Zhen Yu to ask Emperor Zhou for his opinion. Invisibly, Zhou Dynasty had become the new leader of the Three Kingdoms.
Mu Qianyu's reply was to go ahead. If we can reach an agreement, it will be fine. If we can't, we can just fight.
So the other two monarchs who were far away had already set off after receiving the news.
Mu Qianyu is very close, so we can go there on the same day, so we are still in Hanzhou City at the moment.
On this day, she made an appointment with Nangong Zhi for afternoon tea again. Nangong Zhi asked, "What do you want?"
"It's just land, there are other things." Mu Qianyu thought for a while and then said: "I haven't thought about other things yet. I want as much land as I can get."
"Why did Daxia take this step? The family and country can only be broken in an instant, and the peace talks can only gain a moment of respite. It is completely unnecessary." Nangong Zhi analyzed rationally.
"It's good to take a breather. There's always a chance to make a comeback," Mu Qianyu said.
Nangong Zhi looked at her: "But will you give him such a chance?"
"But if the opponent is me." Mu Qianyu smiled softly: "What do you think?"
"It will be destroyed after all. If you don't get out immediately, you have to pay for it yourself." Nangong Zhi shook her head slightly, she still understood Mu Qianyu.
"It's hard to wake up after being in the center of power for a long time." Mu Qianyu said while eating.
Nangong Zhi frowned slightly: "Then there's no need to eat so much, the plate is almost at the bottom."
"I don't know how many days it will take to go to the peace talks. I won't be able to eat such delicious snacks." Mu Qianyu ate something in his mouth and said vaguely: "You can have some too."
"I'm not leaving." Nangong Zhi shook her head and chuckled.
When the two of them said this, Mo Feng walked in, cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, I have already counted the national treasures of Daxia. Please take a look."
Mu Qianyu spread the fold out in the air and started to read.
Among them are sacred artifacts, high-level spiritual artifacts, the largest spiritual jade in the world, cultural murals, and the key to the fallen immortal mansion.
But what caught Mu Qianyu's attention more was a tree.
The auspicious tree of Daxia, the immortal sycamore tree, has a history of thousands of years.
You must know that today's civilization only lasts three hundred years. In the catastrophe of mankind three hundred years ago, countless mountains, rivers, buildings, and spiritual treasures were damaged.
But the tree was not damaged and was called auspicious by the world. The palace of Daxia was also built based on this sycamore tree.
"Putong tree." The corners of Mu Qianyu's lips raised slightly: "Is it a good thing?"
"Yes, that immortal sycamore tree is said to have attracted phoenixes to rest there. It has always been the spiritual belief of Daxia people. People believe that this tree has been there since Daxia." Mo Feng introduced.
Nangong Zhi looked at Mu Qianyu's eyes and asked, "You don't want this, do you?"
"No?" Mu Qianyu blinked and asked.
"Your Majesty, this tree cannot be transplanted. It will die as soon as it is separated from the roots. There is no way to save it." Mo Feng said again.
Mu Qianyu chuckled lightly and said, "Is it possible? I just need to die."
"..." Mo Feng.
"..." Nangong Zhi.
"When you're full, don't ask me to get ready. I'll set off with you tomorrow."
Mu Qianyu said and walked back to the room by himself, humming a little tune this time, as if he had found something he had been waiting for for a long time.
The dragon boat was prepared early the next morning, and Wu Anbang personally selected five hundred escorts, including one hundred golden-eyed beast cavalry, two hundred wolf cavalry, and two hundred elite soldiers with good skills and quick reactions.
If Mu Qianyu hadn't insisted on traveling with ease, Wu Anbang would have even gone with him.
Even so, when sending Mu Qianyu to the ship, he still said: "Your Majesty, Daxia is ambitious, so be careful when you go."
"General, don't worry, they won't dare to take action even if you give them some courage at this juncture."
"Your Majesty, think twice, but if you jump over the wall in a hurry, the consequences will be disastrous..."