"Brother...... I'll sleep a little longer......"

"The men of Muhammad have come."

"Oh...... Yes? ”

"Mehmed II has sent someone to Constantinople to negotiate peace!"

……

Originally, Constantine would bring the imperial council and diplomatic advisers to solve such an important diplomatic task as peace talks between the two countries. It's just that Constantine XI couldn't resist the stalking request of this niece, so he agreed to the request to go with him.

The peace talks were scheduled to take place in the palace of Rao Palxia. Clearly, the Ottoman envoys were furious at the near-humiliating negotiations. This was also the attitude of integrating the Ottoman royal family. No one thought that Murad II would die at the hands of an underage crown prince of the Eastern Roman Empire. He was even beheaded in public after being captured on the battlefield.

Constantine naturally sat calmly on the golden throne, Sophia sat beside him without any regard for manners, and in the center of the main hall were the envoys seated separately.

"Your Majesty, I, Lamuyati, have come on the orders of the Great Sultan, Mohammed bin Murad bin Muhammad bin Bayezid, to negotiate peace with you."

Lamouyati's wording doesn't sound so friendly. The Ottoman nation was so powerful and dominated both sides of the Aegean Sea that he did not expect that his career as a diplomat would one day come to the Constantinople peace talks.

And it was a failed peace talk.

Constantine XI of the Holy See smiled, and sat there without saying a word. And the members of the Imperial Council and several diplomatic advisers of the empire are all old fritters, and they know in their hearts that today's main lord is the two people above the Holy See. Especially the little girl who still looks a little sleepy.

A few of them sat here, just to respect each other.

Constantine did not speak, and of course no one spoke. The minutes went by.

Giovanni, who received instructions from Sophia's eyes, even pretended to be calm and prayed before the meal on a plate of salt-roasted pork placed in front of him, which made the eyelids of several Ottoman envoys jump.

"Your Majesty, we have come in good faith and deserve respect! Please let your subordinates, restrain their behavior, unclean behavior, and be cursed by Allah...... ...... Spell"

Under the gaze of Lamouyati, who had reached to the maximum pupil, Giovanni graciously picked up his knife and fork, cut a slice of pork that was just right, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Your Royal Highness, it's a little too salty."

"Well, Yustina, let the kitchen go and change it."

The chief maid beside Sophia nodded slightly, and in front of several Ottoman envoys, she brought down the pork on Giovanni's table.

"Your Majesty!"

Lamouyati tried his best to suppress his anger, but he could not express his emotions at the thought of Muhammad's instructions, so he had to sit down again.

"You ...... with sincerity," Constantine glanced at the scepter in his hand, his face unchanged.

In fact, he almost wanted to applaud the good show in front of him, and even wanted to admire his niece's wonderful imagination and unparalleled insulting ability. In such a diplomatic situation, he could hardly imagine that he would be able to negotiate peacefully with the Ottomans as a victor.

"If you're sincere, you should change the wording." Constantine XI sat up straight, "However, I, the Roman Empire, have always been tolerant of all things, and since civilization and etiquette have abandoned you, we will not ask too much...... Now, explain your intentions, heretics. ”

"Return the remains of the great imperial sultan, Murad!"

Constantine squinted his eyes, waited for a long time before opening them again, and turned his gaze to Lamuati: "Gone?" ”

"This is the only request of the Great Sultan Mohammed."

"Hahahaha, everyone! Listen up! Listen up! If it weren't for the battle report of my John in my hands, I would have thought that the army of the Empire would have collapsed again! ”

With Constantine taking the lead, the ministers on this side of the empire laughed more and more presumptuously one by one.

"Mr. Lamuyati, I have to remind you that your status in this peace talks is that you are a loser." Sophia looked at the wine glass in front of her, and just wanted to drink it all, but suddenly remembered that she had been poured a few glasses by John last night, and her mind was not very clear, so she put the glass down again, "It should not be you who open the chips, but you who tell the empire how much you should pay in exchange for what you want." ”

"Your Majesty, send a little girl to negotiate with us, this is the sincerity of the empire?" After taking a few deep breaths, Lamuati turned his gaze to Constantine XI again.

"Mr. Lamuyati, I hope this is the last reminder that you, and your country, are losers! Even if the Empire sends a newborn baby to negotiate peace with you at the pig farm, you should endure it, not touch the dignity of the Empire again and again! Also, she is my niece, Sofia Valleologo, the most noble woman in the Empire, and it would be your honor if you were qualified to lick her shoes! Constantine looked at the Ottomans with contempt, "Do you understand, my esteemed Monsieur Lamuati?" ”

Whew-

Whew-

The heavy gasps of several Ottoman envoys could be heard clearly throughout Laopalsia's palace, but Lamouati had some negotiation experience, perhaps because the previous peace talks with Karaman had made him forget how to be a loser, and at this time, he gradually calmed down.

"Then please Your Majesty, put forward your conditions."

Constantine was just about to speak, but Sophia secretly tugged at his sleeve.

"Our honorable emperor, Constantine Palaiologo, one, wants you to cede all the territory of Thrace and place it under the jurisdiction of the Empire."

"It can't be!"

"Be patient, Mr. Lamuyati, don't worry, I'm not done yet." Sophia smiled, "Two, cede the three forts around Trabzon and give Trabzon plenty of buffer zone. ”

"You're crazy!"

"Don't interrupt, Mr. Lamuyati. Third, from the Aegean Sea to the west coast of the Sea of Marmara, your country's warships will not be allowed to enter for ten years. Of course, merchant ships are still fine, but they are subject to inspection by the Imperial fleet. If there is any threat to the Empire, everything is at the disposal of the Empire. Sophia looked at Lamuati, who was almost fainting, and continued, "Well...... Yes, then I will go on, fourth, the empire needs to open up land communication between Thrace, Constantinople and Greater Greece and the Morea. On this road, the Ottoman army was not allowed to garrison. ”

"Eh, don't faint yet, the empire still has a request for a long-term indemnity, and we can talk about the specific amount later."