The world was in an uproar.

South Vietnamese rudeness? What's the rudeness? Didn't she just die of a Great Xia princess, Princess Nanyue? Isn't it over yet? Is there anything else to do?

As soon as the siege bed crossbow and a number of compensation "taxes" were handed over to the Great Xia border army, the South Vietnamese court heard the news.

Tan Xiang was so angry that his face turned blue.

The courtiers carefully looked at his face, then at each other, and finally looked at the imperial grandson.

This kind of thing is really not something they dare to talk about.

It took three or five days for the monarch to let the chamberlain pass a message from the deep palace, either to ask about the food and clothing of the emperor's grandson, or to ask about the body of the prime minister, or to ask about the body, or to have no political order.

Now the South Vietnamese court is simply talking about the prime minister acting as the emperor.

What he caused himself, it's better to clean up the aftermath by himself. Who made him so capable?

Tan Xiang took a deep breath.

The imperial grandson, who just wanted to open his mouth to convince him, hurriedly closed his mouth again, waiting for him to speak.

"Go and find out, what's going on?"

The conversation was gloomy and ugly from voice to expression.

The imperial grandson hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice: "I heard that on the way back, the national teacher was yin Zhong Lang, but is it true?" ”

Tan Xiang glanced at him lightly. There was no sound.

But a military attache beside him couldn't hold it back, and said with a smile on his eyebrows: "Isn't it!?" The national teacher asked the last general to quietly inform the second lady of the Qian family on the border of Zhong Huan's itinerary.

"Qian Da Province is the richest in the world, and he let his eldest daughter inherit the family business, and that's it. But later, they all had to be handed over to a nephew who came out of nowhere, and the second lady's life was not as comfortable as when she was in her mother's house, and she had already complained, can this be let go? Naturally, someone was sent to hunt it down!

The national teacher sent someone to decorate the two ladies, and sure enough, he found the whereabouts of Zhong Lang. It's a pity that Zhong Lang was too lucky, and finally the Great Xia delegation came out, so it's not easy to start......"

The military attache was foaming at the mouth, and the ministers suddenly realized.

The imperial grandson's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he asked: "So, Zhong Lang has already suffered our loss, but because of the appearance of the people from the mission, he has not been cut down and eradicated?" ”

The ministers were stunned. The military attache was even more stammered.

Tan Xiang snorted and slowly spoke: "It was Xiao Yun who saved Zhong Huan." The Xiao family guards the northern border and fights against Beidi, which is the barrier of the Central Plains. If he really kills his only son, he will be provoked to give up the northern border and deal with my Dayue, I am afraid that it will not end well. ”

"And our people left the handle?" The imperial grandson seemed to be unable to help it, and asked again, looking directly at the military attaché.

Sure enough, Tan Xiang's face was gloomy, and his eyes were no longer kind when he looked at him: "How could the national teacher be so stupid?" The emperor's grandson looks down on the old man's scheduling? ”

"I was thinking that if we didn't have a handle on it, then it seemed to be completely irrelevant to us. Even if Zhong Lang is in distress in our country, it is his own family matter......"

The imperial grandson didn't seem to notice Tan Xiang's face at all, and naturally looked at the ministers, spread his hands, and talked about the matter, "If it weren't for this matter, what else could it be rude?" Great Xia attacked me, isn't this a good reason? ”

As he spoke, he turned to Honglu Temple Qing Hongci: "Hong Qing, do you think you can communicate with Daxia and ask them what they mean?" ”

"People have already announced that the world is going to fight us, what does His Royal Highness the Taisun still want to ask? Isn't this childish play? What's the point? Tan Xiang looked at him coldly.

The emperor's grandson, Guan'er, finally raised his head and looked at him: "Grandfather said very much, this approach seems very naïve, and even a little weak."

"But the reality is that they have already prepared to attack us one step ahead, and we don't know anything. I told Hong Qing to do this, but it was just to stall for time. ”

As he spoke, he confidently said to the ministers, "Great Xia is actually not stable now, although Prince Feng of Xiqi has gone back, my aunt of the Lin family is not a vegetarian.

"So in comparison, this dynasty is more solid. Let's delay first, as long as we can hide from them, then we don't have to defend it, but directly cross the river, set up a position, and attack the city! ”

The ministers were dumbfounded, and they were all stunned.

An old minister who had already had a white beard was so excited that he knelt down, and called out to Chitose: "The grandson has grown up, and it can comfort my emperor!" ”

Only then did the crowd come to their senses and sing with varying enthusiasm:

"Taisun is really smart and practiced!"

"No wiser than Your Highness!"

"I have a successor! Woooooo The old minister wants to go to the Taimiao to cry the prince first! ”

It's noisy.

The imperial grandson showed a smug expression in this piece of praise.

So, a dull cough deliberately sounded: "Cough! ”

The council chamber fell silent.

After listening to it for thirty or forty years, this cough is all too familiar.

This is a talk, and moreover, an unhappy talk.

"Prince Xiqi Feng and Empress Lin have long been incompatible. He married the lord of Peony County of Great Xia as his concubine. Great Xia suddenly announced that he was going to attack me, didn't he know that he had a tacit understanding with Xiqi a long time ago? ”

Talking lightly, the ministers changed their faces again. Even the imperial grandson was a little stunned, and then he kept silent with an embarrassed expression.

Hong Ci listened with a blank face.

He had seen through it a long time ago.

If you want to talk about infighting, the Great Xia and Xiqi have already come to an end, and their own emperor, Tan Xiang and the emperor's grandson, have just begun.

"Naturally, the emperor's grandson's idea is good, it is time to let Honglu Temple drag it out, let's hurry up and make preparations." talked about reassuring the imperial grandson who was sitting on pins and needles, but looked at Hong Ci and sneered:

"The ancestors of your Hong family think that the children of our family are not bloody. In this case, this time to fight against Great Xia, I still ask you, the bloody Hong family, to come forward. ”

Hong Ci slowly raised his head, closed his lips and looked at the conversation, and after a long time, Fang arched his hands: "If Da Yue is in need, my Hong family will never give up." When Your Majesty uses the Tiger Talisman to mobilize troops, my Hong family will set off to rush to the border pass! ”

The Hong family is loyal to Dayue, and it is also loyal to Chen's Dayue.

If you want to send my Hong family to send troops, then you have to speak from the monarch.

If you talk about someone, you will cover the sky with one hand, and you won't be able to cover the head of the Hong family!

The subtext is clear.

- Is this a death-threatening one!? Dare to talk to each other like this!?

All the ministers sweated for Hong Ci, and the military attache naturally felt sorry for each other, and was busy trying to interrupt before he opened his mouth, but was blocked by a sneer from talking about it:

"Isn't it just a holy decree? What's so hard about that? ”

As he spoke, he turned back and shouted directly to Xiao Huangmen: "Order the Hong family to take command and send troops to guard the Yangtze River." Immediately let the door write a decree, take it into the palace, and ask Your Majesty to seal it! ”