Tianyao, the imperial capital.

The snow was sprinkled and floated all night, and the entire capital was covered in silver, which was extremely beautiful.

At this moment, in the East Palace, the lord of the East Palace, dressed in a dark robe, leaned on the chair, his long eyelashes were light, as if he was pretending to sleep, but he didn't look like it.

The window was open, and the cold wind poured in, but he didn't seem to feel the cold at all, and the snow behind him formed a sharp contrast with the dark color on his body, but it was inexplicably compatible.

Because they are just as singular and just as cold.

In addition to the snow and moonlight, the third color is probably talking about people like him.

The sword eyebrows flew obliquely into the sideburns, the lip color was not dotted and vermilion, the complexion was fair but not weak, the perfect outline seemed to be carefully carved, one more point was rough, one less point was feminine, and it was delicate just right.

"Your Highness, Lord Zhong is here."

A chamberlain hurried in at the door and whispered in his ear.

The footsteps were busy, but they didn't make much noise.

"Xuan." The person sitting in the chair opened his eyes, and his platinum-colored pupils returned to clarity in an instant.

"Whoa."

Lord Zhong is the strategist with thick eyebrows and big eyes, named Zhong Dashan, the guest of the East Palace.

"Your Highness, Empress Yundian has submitted to Your Majesty the letter of resumption of the treaty port, and this battle is probably going to be delayed." Zhong Dashan cut to the topic as soon as he spoke.

"Hmm." The man on the throne answered.

The reconquest of Yundian was delayed as he expected.

In the past two years, Emperor Jian'an has committed frequent old diseases, and it is probably just a matter of the past few years.

If he succeeds in recovering Yundian, future generations will praise him for his wisdom and martial arts.

But if it doesn't work, it will be infamous through the ages.

After Emperor Jian'an ascended the throne, he was conscientious and conscientious, known as a great sage, and he couldn't take this risk at this time.

"The treaty port has reopened, and those brothers are already eager to try." Li Yi opened his mouth lightly again, with an imperceptible coldness in his words.

Yunding and Tianyao have opened a total of six treaty ports, from one to six, and the prices of the two countries will inevitably be impacted.

For example, Yunfeng grain is cheap, spices are expensive, and seafood is expensive.

The imperial court can buy grain at a low price from the top of the clouds, and as for spices and seafood, it seems that it has become a symbol of wealth among the nobles of Tianyao, and the women of the family do not use Mobei spices, and the invited guests do not have seafood from the top of the clouds, as if they are not really rich.

With the full reopening of treaty ports, the prices of spices and seafood will drop accordingly, but Yunding will still make money.

Of course, it is also indispensable for Tianyao.

The vast grassland in the northwest of Tianyao is a good place to breed war horses, war horses are a rare thing in Yundian, and the price of a war horse on the top of the clouds is three to five times that of Tianyao.

The book on the resumption of the treaty port, Li Yi has seen it, and he has a little appreciation for this new empress.

Regardless of what the idea is, let's say that the treaty port restarted the book with a sharp tip and a fluttering handwriting, and it was written in pure Tianyao script.

Two hundred years ago, the two countries were divided, the writing was polarized, and now the two countries can hardly find similar points.

Zhong Dashan's eyes rolled, but under his honest expression, there was a flash of light.

"Then we'll wait for them to mess up on their own."

Li Yi is the concubine in the palace, and it has been ten years since he was named the crown prince, as long as there is no major mistake, Emperor Jian'an does not dare to abolish him easily.

Therefore, the more critical it is, the more low-key Li Yi's behavior is, allowing his brothers to fight to the death.

At this time, he just turned the teacup in his hand and did not say a word.