The Royal Palace, the Council Chamber.

Emperor Anguo, dressed in a dragon robe, was talking to Su Mochen.

"Mo Chen, I called you back this time to tell you about the prince of Nanqi and his relatives..."

"What does Father think?"

Su Mochen blinked and looked at Emperor An with a pair of big eyes.

"I am such a daughter as you, naturally I don't want to marry you so far away from Nanqi! Besides, it's still amiable, not to mention losing our royal majesty, treating you as a bargaining chip, it's not what I want! ”

Su Mochen listened and smiled like a flower.

She had returned to the palace a few days earlier, and Gui Zhi had learned from others that the prince of Southern Qi had come to Jingzhou and had raised the matter of making peace.

Southern Qi is adjacent to Anguo, and there is only one Yunling River between Dianyang, the imperial capital of Southern Qi, and Jiangling.

Because of its proximity to Jiangling, the literary style of the Southern Qi Dynasty is also very prosperous, and there have been many literati and bachelors, but the Southern Qi Dynasty not only emphasizes literature, but also emphasizes martial arts, so the national strength is much stronger than that of Anguo.

Especially in recent years, they have been on the border and have already defeated the Yue Kingdom in the east, and if they attack Anguo next, the consequences will be unimaginable.

This time, the three princes of Southern Qi came to visit Anguo and mentioned the matter of peace with Emperor An, which was more like an opportunity to establish prestige in the eyes of civil and military officials.

If An Guo agrees to make peace, he can tell other countries that An Guo can only curry favor with Nanqi by marrying his daughter.

If Anguo refuses, they will have a reason to start a war against Anguo, no matter how it is calculated, they will earn it.

In such a difficult situation, her father must have been tired of coping with it, so she especially wanted to hear what he thought, if even the person she trusted the most didn't want to resist and just wanted her to kiss, then what else did she think?

Fortunately, my father is still the one who loves him.

"However, the pressure on the father should be very high, right?"

Listening to Su Mochen's words, An Di's face was slightly embarrassed.

Over the years, because he loves poetry, most of the affairs in the court have been handed over to the ministers to manage, so he has lost control of many things to a certain extent.

For example, this time the matter of harmony, headed by Prime Minister Bai Qingyuan, nearly half of the ministers in the entire court are pressuring him to accept harmony, and he has been delaying on the grounds that Su Mochen has not returned to the palace yet, and this matter will be discussed again when she returns.

Now that Su Mochen is back, it is not possible to delay, there have been a lot of twists and turns and admonitions in the past few days, especially today, the morning court has opened to the afternoon, fortunately, Prime Minister Zhutong is on his side, otherwise he would not have the confidence to be able to survive.

"As long as Mochen doesn't want to, don't worry about the rest!"

An Di waved his hand and said in a deep voice.

In the final analysis, this Anguo is still his Anguo, if he really doesn't want to be friendly, can those ministers still be reversed?

"Father, the son agrees."

“……”

An Di was stunned for a moment, and looked at her in disbelief: "Mochen... Are you telling the truth? How would you agree? ”

Her own daughter knows best, and what she yearns for most is a free and unfettered life, otherwise she would not have run out of the palace to travel by herself.

Su Mochen walked up and snuggled on Emperor An's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Father, the son is going to marry after all when he grows up!" Besides, if the prince of Nanqi has real talent and learning, it doesn't seem to be a bad thing to marry him! ”

An Di glanced down at Su Mochen, saw a smile on her face, and couldn't see any other clues.

"But—"

Su Mochen left An Di's shoulder, and changed his words: "He wants to promise me a condition!" ”

“……”

……

After Su Mochen left, Emperor An immediately ordered someone to call Sui Shouren, who was escorting her back to the palace this time.

"Your Majesty!"

Emperor An waved his hand, and then asked, "When you escorted Mochen back to the palace, what happened?" ”

Sui Shouren shook his head, "Back to Your Majesty, everything is going well." ”

Suddenly, I thought of the handsome and handsome young man who was scolded by Su Mochen all the way halfway, so he said: "There is such a person who is very strange..."

Then he talked to Andy.

"Jing Zhe... Jing Zhe..."

An Di muttered a few words, and the figure of an old man suddenly flashed in his mind, "It won't be the queen of the old man, right?" ”

But he immediately shook his head, "I heard that Mochen is only as far as Yongzhou, and he is in Pengzhou, so he shouldn't be able to touch it, is it because I have a lot of heart?" ”

An Di shook his head and smiled, and then said with a straight face: "You send someone out to find out where this young man named Jing Zhe lives now and what he is doing." Remember, you are personally responsible for this, and you must keep a low profile and don't let a third person know! ”

Sui Shouren hurriedly nodded in agreement.

"By the way, send someone to the East Palace again, the prince of Southern Qi was arranged by me to live there, you go to pass the message, just say that Mochen has agreed to the peace matter, but he must..."

Sui Shouren listened, and then retreated.

……

"On what terms?"

The East Palace, the place where Anguo entertained the three princes of Southern Qi.

"Let His Royal Highness participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting in Anguo, and only if you get the first prize, Princess Anguo will agree to make peace!"

The envoy of Nanqi said.

And the man sitting in front of him was about twenty years old, with a long body and a mediocre appearance, but his whole body exuded a confident light, it was the third prince of Southern Qi, Qi Junguang.

After listening to the envoy, Qi Junguang stood up and paced back and forth with his chin pinched.

"This condition... Something interesting! ”

"Your Highness, the lower officials feel that this is Emperor Anguo deliberately making things difficult for us, and he doesn't want to be close! Let the subordinate say something, we won't agree to him, and the province will fall for his plan! ”

The envoy's face was full of anger, and he said with righteous indignation.

"Why didn't you say yes?"

Qi Junguang glanced at him and asked again, "What, do you think this king can't win?" ”

After hearing this, the envoy shook his head again and again.

"Your Highness, that's not what Your Majesty meant! His Royal Highness's talent, up and down in Nanqi, who doesn't know, who doesn't know? His Royal Highness studied under the national teacher, but his attainments in poetry and calligraphy have long surpassed the national teacher, this kind of skill, not to mention the young generation of Anguo who participated in the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting, even if they are older bachelors and masters, I am afraid that they will not be able to win His Highness! ”

For the envoy's whiskers and horses, Qi Junguang seemed quite useful, and the corners of his mouth grinned.

Seeing this, the envoy wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, took a long breath, and asked again: "According to His Highness's wishes, let's agree?" ”

Qi Junguang nodded, and asked curiously: "If this king can't get the first prize and let someone else take it, will Princess Anguo marry the person who won the first prize?" ”

The envoy shook his head, "The person who reported it didn't explain, but the lower officials felt that this was just tailor-made for His Royal Highness, and the others were afraid that they wouldn't be able to marry Princess Anguo if they took the lead!" ”

"That's great!"

Qi Junguang clapped his hands with satisfaction, and his smile became stronger.

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