Just like what he did to Daxia, when Daxia fell, he would always look for support again.
Mu Qianyu raised his eyebrows slightly, showing some surprise: "Why is this necessary, Emperor Yu? It is natural for neighboring countries to take care of each other. There is no need for this."
Emperor Dayu felt that he was unlucky to have such a powerful neighbor.
It was okay for Mu Qianyu not to mention this, because as long as he thought about a tiger next to him, he would be frightened awake in the middle of the night.
And he knew in his heart that whether Daxia defeated Dazhou or Dazhou defeated Daxia, he would be the one who would be swallowed up immediately.
As a weak country, it can only find a way to survive in the cracks, and this way is to come to ask people to be their sons.
Although it doesn't sound good, at least it can ensure your own rule.
"No, no, Dayu needs more of your care, please ask Emperor Zhou to agree to my request." Emperor Dayu said and bowed to Mu Qianyu.
Mu Qianyu pretended to step forward and helped the person up, saying: "The emperor does not need to perform this ceremony, I will agree to it."
"Thank you very much, His Majesty Emperor Zhou." Emperor Yu saluted excitedly.
At least you don't have to get beaten.
Mu Qianyu unexpectedly took in a younger brother. She was actually not as keen on the political situation as these old guys, so she didn't expect such a thing before coming here.
On the third day, the Emperor of Daxia once again invited the three emperors to the main hall, mainly to bargain with Mu Qianyu.
The Emperor of Daxia looked much more haggard, his eyes were sunken, but his words seemed to have been rehearsed, and he was full of witty words.
Mu Qianyu didn't have many words, but he was as still as a mountain.
The Emperor of Daxia and his ministers took turns trying to persuade each other, but in the end, Mu Qianyu was tired of trying to persuade her. She frowned and said, "Since we can't reach an agreement, let's fight."
The opponent is completely defeated, and it is useless to show off in front of a strong hand.
Mu Qianyu was also satisfied with the outcome of the negotiation.
In the eyes of outsiders, using the national power of the Zhou Dynasty to attack such a dilapidated Xia Dynasty would inevitably lead to devastation. Let alone the thirty-two states, capturing the fifty-six states in Da Xia Dynasty would be like searching for something.
In fact, the war is much more complicated. Not only do you have to injure your soldiers, but you also have to appease every city you capture and leave some troops behind to prevent the locals from counterattacking.
Traveling long distances to conquer cities and territories like this is time-consuming, labor-intensive and labor-intensive, and will consume countless national resources.
Therefore, even when there is a great disparity between strengths and weaknesses, peace talks often occur. This is the reason. Those who attack are not free.
Daxia used indemnities, ceded land, and the fairy sycamore tree that symbolized Daxia's everlasting prosperity in exchange for Mu Qianyu's promise not to start a war for fifty years.
But in fact, everyone knows that this agreement only depends on the mood of the ruler, and there is always a way to break it if it can be made immediately.
Truth always follows the strong.
Daxia has been a strong man for more than two hundred years, so it's not that he doesn't understand this truth, it's just that people have to bow their heads under the eaves.
The people of Daxia were shocked as soon as this agreement came out. None of this agreement was equal, and everything was reached with Daxia's unlimited concessions.
Most of the territory was zoned out, and even the fairy sycamore tree, which once attracted the phoenix to rest, had to be cut down. This is simply unacceptable.
The monarch of Daxia is incompetent! Ruining the inheritance of the ancestors!
All of a sudden, all the people in Daxia were cursing, out of anger.
Because this agreement was signed in the Yunmiao Palace, it was also called the Yunmiao Agreement. It was also recognized by people all over the world as an alliance under the city, and it was a covenant that nailed Daxia to the pillar of shame.
On the contrary, the people of Dazhou were very excited. Daxia had killed people for no reason before and created evil Feng Shui formations. The people of Dazhou already hated Daxia.
Now that I heard that Emperor Zhou had won thirty-two states and huge compensation without spending a single soldier, I was naturally very relieved.
And because of these thirty-two states, the Great Zhou Dynasty will become the first dynasty in the world, and even if it expands a little more, it can reach the scale of an imperial dynasty.
As a citizen of the Great Zhou Dynasty, what an honor it is to be able to witness this day one day.
War is like this, some people are happy and some are worried.
Mu Qianyu was somewhere between the two. This was undoubtedly a great victory. Not only did he gain land, but he also felt proud.
Because just yesterday, Daxia beheaded the prime minister and executioners who had the idea to kill the envoys. This could be regarded as the initial revenge for those envoys.
She would not let go of the Emperor of Daxia, the mastermind, but it was not the right time yet.
The worry lies in accepting the land of the thirty-two states. You must know that Da Zhou only has thirty-three states, so doing so is equivalent to taking another Da Zhou.
Although there is no need to fight, it requires a lot of manpower and material resources, and it also takes a long time.
The starting point of the Great Zhou Dynasty was not high. It was very difficult to appease and manage so many states and cities.
The saddest thing is that she has no one to help her.
Ji Lin sits in the imperial city and is responsible for daily affairs.
Sikong Yu and three others need to manage the academy, because only if the academy is run well can there be a steady supply of talents in the future.
Everyone else is a military commander.
After he ascended the throne, he did open an encore, but Ji Lin said that there were no great talents among them, but some of them with potential were still young and needed to be tempered.
So Mu Qianyu held his cheek and sighed every day.
She can control the country, but she doesn't want to govern it, let alone hand it over in person.
Nangong Zhi came to see Mu Qianyu for the last time before going into seclusion. She looked like this, and it seemed that Mu Qianyu was a little thinner than the previous two days.
"How come you seem to have lost a big victory? You are quite interesting." Nangong Zhi was very curious.
"Governing is far more difficult than fighting." Mu Qianyu looked at her and asked, "Sister Xiaozhi, do you understand this?"
"Don't make any assumptions about me, I won't do it," Nangong Zhi said directly.
Mu Qianyu pursed his lips and said, "Talents, where can I find talents?"
Before she could finish her words, a young eunuch walked in and whispered: "Your Majesty, there is a scholar in civilian clothes outside the palace who wants to see you, saying that if your Majesty has him, he will win the world."
Mu Qianyu's brows knitted together when he heard this: "These days, scammers dare to deceive me. I'm really not afraid of death."
"This slave ordered people to drive him away."
"No, I'm here now, let's see what he can say." Mu Qianyu raised his eyebrows at Nangong Zhiyi and said, "Would you like to listen too?"
"Yeah." Nangong Zhi said, taking out the mask and putting it on.
"People in this world must think that you wear a mask because you don't want to be seen. It's such a waste of this beautiful face." Mu Qianyu sighed.
"Sooner or later."
"Um?"
"It will become shameful." Nangong Zhi said calmly: "So you don't have to care too much about this face."
"Then I'll take a closer look." Mu Qianyu said in a serious tone.