Volume 3 Chapter 194 Political Game
First of all, the assassination of the prince and the murder of the prince cannot be easily exposed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ info Su He didn't find it, and the hatred in Da Liang's heart was hard to get rid of.
Su An said: "I have already sent people to search for him, but unfortunately Su He originally had a lot of old subordinates, and he was very smart, so it is very likely that he will hide on the grassland with people." β
Yang Zheming frowned, Su He's immortality is still a big worry for Su An's regime. And for Princess Anning, it will be like a fish in her throat, and it will be difficult to sleep and eat.
An Ning was sitting on the ground, her demeanor was at all for the first time, her whole body was weak, and she said weakly to Liu Niang: "I'm so hungry." Liu Niang stroked her head distressedly: "Later, the slave maid will find some food for His Highness." β
I also have to find some milk for the little wolf to drink, I don't know how to raise such a small cub.
Yang Xi saw Su An leading people towards her, and she was slightly vigilant in her heart.
Su An saluted Yang Xi, which was already a very high courtesy for King Beirong.
"Your Royal Highness Princess, I have already arranged a dormitory for you, and when you have a rest, we need to talk."
Yang Xi stood up, Liu Niang hurriedly patted the dust on her body for her, her eyes swept over the King of Beirong, and the ministers and soldiers of Beirong standing behind him, obviously her body was scarred, and her face was covered with dust, but her demeanor was calm and calm, faintly with a hint of the arrogance of the superior: "Okay." β
She looked at Yang Zheming: "When the time comes, you will also come." β
At this point, all grievances and grievances, family hatred and national hatred should be made clear.
Everyone went back to their lodgings to freshen up, and Qingyan was busy circling around the princess. At the beginning, Princess Yinyin was extremely ruthless, and the princess had multiple fractures on her body. After the tense nerves relaxed, the soreness of the body was very obvious, and the tension and exhaustion that had been restrained came back, and the peace was that the old wound had not healed, and a new wound was added.
She took a bath, Qingyan asked Liu Niang to make some medicinal food, and even when she was eating, An Ning was already drowsy, and she slept for a full twelve hours before waking up.
It has been a day and a night in Beirong, the sky has darkened, and the snow is still falling heavily, which is undoubtedly worse for the people of Beirong who are affected by the disaster.
Yang Xi sat in front of the window, combing her hair by Liu Niang, remembering what happened last night, like a dream, thrilling.
For the first time, blood and blades were deeply rooted in my memory, and the fear of death was also in my memory.
She still couldn't believe that she had stepped off the dueling table alive, and the scars on her hands cut by the blade reminded her that she had once again survived the life-and-death situation.
Every time, she knew that the road ahead was bumpy, but she was still not afraid of life and death, struggling desperately, and sincerely prayed to God to let her live.
Each time, her prayers seemed to be answeredβluck in this life was indeed much better than in the previous life.
Is this the Mandate of Heaven?
Qingyan walked in: "Your Highness, King Beirong is here." β
An Ning held the stove in his hand and sat on a chair in the main hall, and Su An, the king of Beirong, sat opposite him, having changed into a set of casual clothes, and his face could not hide the tiredness. The newly appointed Su An is very busy, even if he comes to the palace to see Princess Anning, there are still soldiers running in to report the disaster rescue situation, and Su An did not taboo the presence of the Liang people, what to say and do, without concealment.
Yang Zheming sat in another chair, his posture leisurely, as if what happened next had nothing to do with him.
Qiao Wu was covered with bandages all over his body, and he sat behind Princess An Ning strongly. Yang Xi has never participated in politics, this kind of political game, she needs to have staff to give her advice, among her entourage, only Qiao Wu knows politics best.
When Su An was finally not busy, he motioned to the minister behind him to hold a stack of thick papers: "Princess An Ning, this is our Beirong's letter of peace and state." "The document is very thick, and the cover is the Beirong national seal.
"As long as Daliang is willing to send troops to aid Beirong, support Beirong to continue to rule the grassland." His voice was not hurried, as if he had been carefully considered: "We, Beirong, are willing to become a vassal state of Daliang, and pay tribute to Daliang every year with iron tools, cattle and sheep, and war horses. β
An Ning raised her eyebrows, this is the main thing.
She didn't open the national letter, this was for her father to see, she didn't care at all, she just said, "Has Su He found it?" β
Su An hesitated for a moment and shook his head: "The wind and snow are too big, and no one has been found yet." I can make a solemn apology to Emperor Daliang for the assassination of the prince of Daliang before, and if I can catch Su He, I am also willing to give Su He's person or his head. β
His voice was sincere: "I hope you can mediate for us." β
After hearing this, Qiao Wu sneered: "Why should we help you?" He sat up slightly straight behind An Ning: "You Beirong people are a wild wolf, you will always have ambitions, we helped you, and you will bite us back." β
showed no mercy to the king of Beirong, and turned out to be a look of oil and salt.
The generals behind King Beirong changed color one after another, their eyes showed anger, they held the sword on their waists in their hands, and sarcastically said in the obscure Daliang dialect: "The Daliang people who speak wildly, if you want to stay here, you can't leave." β
Seeing this, a trace of anger flashed between An Ning's eyebrows, and her eyes were cold and warm: "You don't want to, our Daliang can support an obedient nation to be the king of the grassland, and I believe that there are many other ethnic groups who are willing to cooperate with us." β
As soon as she finished speaking, the soldiers' faces became even more angry, but their voices were lowered.
Yang Zheming sat on the side and his face did not move, although Yang Xi's posture was a little more pampered, but now that she has something to rely on, she is naturally more upright, like a beast with teeth and claws, learning to show its fangs.
She finally learned to use her identity and power to negotiate with the king of a country, even if she was surrounded by enemy troops and her life was in danger, she did not show a trace of cowardice.
In this world, the law of the jungle is the strong, and once people show weakness, it will lead to more oppression.
In the previous life, in the Great Qin Palace, Da Liang was defeated by Daqin, which made her lose her original dignity, and she didn't even dare to speak loudly to the favored concubine.
Yang Xi did not show the slightest timidity, naturally because Su An was brought into Beirong by her, Yang Zheming sat next to her, if she died here, Beirong would only face more anger from Da Liang, and now Bei Rong has no strength to fight with Da Liang.
They had to beg her, begging her to help them. So she has nothing to fear.
Su An didn't get angry, after years of training, there were few things that could make him angry. He swept his gaze over the world that had nothing to do with him, raised his hand, and the soldiers were silent.
His voice was calm: "Your Royal Highness Princess, it will take a lot of energy to support another nation against our Beirong, not to mention that many ethnic groups are not civilized, there is no etiquette, and it is difficult for the Great Liang to be subdued." Our Beirong has developed commerce and trade, which can bring a lot of business opportunities to Daliang, prosper the border city of Daliang, and bring a lot of benefits to each other's people. He said with a pick on the good, which made An Ning unable to refute, but remained silent.
Negotiations seem to have reached an impasse.