"I don't know if the Great Zhou Dynasty has offended the Immortal Palace, but it is an indisputable fact that the Immortal Palace has offended me now. Despite Allah's Khan's ambitions, my Immortal Heavenly Palace will certainly be at odds with him. I don't know what Zhou Tianzi thinks?"

Mo Wuxian was slightly silent, and only after a long time did he let out a soft sigh, "We don't know what the purpose of what the Asgard Palace is doing, but the tip of the iceberg from them is something that makes me wait for awe.

Frankly speaking, I haven't been afraid of anyone since I ascended the throne, but this fairy palace has made me feel cold in my bones. Forget it, the matter of the Immortal Palace, I will hand it over to Ning Yue for investigation in the future. Ning Yue can mobilize all the manpower and material resources of my Great Zhou Dynasty, and if you want anything, just ask, I will agree to everything. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Ning Yue did not refuse, but agreed very simply. If Qianduxue was present, she would definitely be unhappy, but Ning Yue still didn't hesitate to agree.

Because from all indications, Immortal Palace and Ning Yue are inextricably linked. Ning Yue believed that even if he didn't trouble the Immortal Palace, the Immortal Palace would come to the door sooner or later. Instead of dealing with it passively, it is better to take the initiative to attack.

"The matter of the Immortal Palace is put aside for the time being, but my Great Zhou Dynasty has been at war with the grassland for hundreds of years, and the hatred of the family and the country has been accumulated, but the hatred is as deep as the sea. I don't know what the Holy Maiden has to say?" Mo Wuxian changed the topic, and the moment he spoke, his eyes stared sharply at the peony, and his eyes exuded an inexplicable cold glow.

"yes, centuries of hatred...... But Zhou Tianzi didn't know if he had noticed that the tribes on the grassland had been constantly rotating? Today it was the Tuye tribe, it used to be the Keduo tribe, and even more so there were other powerful tribes.

In the steppe, there seems to be a curse. No tribe can be glorious for a hundred years. Once-powerful tribes will quickly decay and disappear within a hundred years. It's hundreds of years of hatred, but is it really that long?"

"You prairie may not hold grudges, but we in the Central Plains and Kyushu will. For hundreds of years, every time you knocked on the border of my Central Plains, wantonly burning, killing and looting, do you want us to blame the past?" Mo Wuxian's tone was still so sharp, and one sentence suddenly made Peony's face turn pale. opened his mouth to speak, but he was still swallowed alive.

"What?

"Zhou Tianzi, in the past hundreds of years, not counting this time, how many times has my Immortal Heavenly Palace participated in the battle?" Peony suddenly raised her head, looked at Mo Wuxian with blue eyes, and asked faintly.

"Three times, the first time was three hundred years ago, at the peak of my Great Zhou Dynasty's strong soldiers. The second time, one hundred and fifty years ago, when the Xuanwu army galloped the world and was invincible. The last time was fifty years ago, and it was also the most tragic battle between the Central Plains and the grasslands. ”

"Did Zhou Tianzi ever find that every time my grassland army took the initiative to attack, the Immortal Heavenly Palace never intervened in the battle?

The Immortal Heavenly Palace went to war, all of which were to protect the blood and bones of the grassland tribes, and we, like you, were just for self-preservation. ”

"Joke, if it weren't for the fact that you often harassed the border and slaughtered my people, how would we have been able to slaughter the grassland? Your Highness the Holy Maiden, you better not reverse black and white, otherwise today's peace talks may not be able to continue. ”

"But what I'm saying is also true, isn't it?" Peony gently stroked the hair around her ear, making mischievous circles on her fingers, "If there is a large-scale invasion by the grassland tribes, the Immortal Heavenly Palace will be fully engaged, just like this time." Can you stop it?

Why do we only join the war every time we are defeated by the steppe tribes by you and driven back to the grasslands? We really just want to keep the bloodline of the steppe tribes and prevent them from being cut off by you. ”

"What about fifty years ago?" Mo Wuxian said silently with a gloomy face.

"Fifty years ago, the previous saintess was attacked and killed by a master of the Central Plains. The Immortal Heavenly Palace attacked the Central Plains in a big way in order to take revenge, and in that battle, we completely took the three states of the Northland, and we could almost go straight to Lizhou and enter Zhongzhou. If this is the case every time, can the Great Zhou Dynasty really be able to maintain peace and security for 500 years?"

"The last generation of saints died from the masters of the Central Plains?" Ning Yue frowned and asked with some puzzlement.

"Now I know that the last generation of saints was not killed by a single Nian Immortal Buddha, but the Immortal Heavenly Palace at that time did not know. Therefore, only fifty years ago, my Immortal Heavenly Palace was really going to destroy the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the rest did not. ”

Peony said, a trace of grief welled up in her eyes, "The grassland tribe is a country with ill fate, you only see the picturesque scenery of the grassland, but you can't see the bones buried under the fat grass. ”

"Then I want to ask you, why have the grassland Hulu repeatedly invaded our Great Zhou Dynasty for four hundred years, and why have we gone forward again and again without regrets? No matter how much we educate you, and even support you, we will turn into white-eyed wolves in the end?"

"For survival!" Peony silently raised her head, a hint of despair flashed in her eyes, "In order to survive!" There is not only grass on the grassland, but also cattle and sheep, as well as disasters. You in the Central Plains pray for good weather in the heavens, but you are more dependent on the wind and rain than the prairie.

The grain you produce can be dried and stored. In the second year, you will be able to continue eating. But the cattle and sheep on the steppe can't, they die and will rot in a short time, deteriorate, and even evolve into a plague.

Disasters and diseases can bring heavy damage to the grasslands. When cattle and sheep die, the steppe people will starve to death if they have no food. What other way did they have to attack the Central Plains, not only to rob the grain, but also to control their own population.

Because only the dead do not need to eat, every time the prairie attacks the Central Plains, we must have suffered a great disaster. This is the helplessness of the grassland tribes, life and death depend on fate, and survival depends on the sky. ”

"Hmph, Your Highness the Holy Maiden, are you trying to win sympathy?" Mo Wuxian showed a hint of mockery in the corner of his indifferent eyes.

"Do I need it?" Peony's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was also angered by Mo Wuxian's mocking smile, if it weren't for Ning Yue by his side, Peony didn't dare to guarantee that he would not kill Mo Wuxian with one palm.

"Of course you need to!" Mo Wuxian gently waved his arms and stood up domineeringly, "Your martial arts are indeed unparalleled in the world, and the realm of asking questions can turn your hands into clouds and turn your hands into rain." But how many years will your martial arts still make you stand out from the crowd?

Maybe you don't know that King Qilian of my Great Zhou Dynasty is still alive, and his only son has just died at the hands of the Immortal Palace. Maybe you don't know, I still have the Nine Heavens Xuannu in the Central Plains, and the Immortal Immortals, which of their martial arts is under you?

And in the future, there will be Ning Yue in the Central Plains, a thousand mountains and twilight snow, with the peerless talent of the two of them, how long will it take for you to catch up? Do you really think I am afraid of you? Not to mention five years and ten years, even now, I am not afraid of you at all.

So don't pretend to be vicious, I'm sure that I'm going to send troops to the grassland now, and you don't dare to move a finger. What are you talking about, isn't it to gain pity?

Three hundred years ago, the Great Khan of the steppe ascended to the throne with the support of the Great Zhou Dynasty. But what did he do in the end? Lead three million wolf horsemen to knock on the border! You are so easy to fool?"

"Three hundred years ago...... When Cheng Khan borrowed grain from the Great Zhou, you obviously had more grain than you could eat for ten years, but you opened your mouth, and Cheng Khan had no choice but to launch an army raid. Why did Zhou Tianzi ignore all the causes and only look at the results?"

"My food in the Great Zhou is the income of the hard work of the people of the Great Zhou year after year, should you pick it up for nothing?"

Seeing that the two of them were about to be tense again, Ning Yue hurriedly stood up and continued to reassure, "Your Majesty, Peony, everyone is talking about peace, talking about peace...... Dissipation, dissipation, have something to say......"

Mo Wuxian's eyes swept curiously over Ning Yue's smiling face, and then watched Peony sit down obediently again, frowning, and a glint flashed in his eyes.

"Ning Yue, you took the lead in this matter, I don't speak now, but you can talk about it, what do you think?"

"This ...... It is inconvenient for the ministers of state to ......"

"Inconvenient fart! You are the king of Lantian County, you are still inconvenient? Why are you so unenlightened? When you encounter something, you can shirk it, and you have been driven out of the shelves like this for so many years, you are not tired, I am still tired? You are like this, how can you let me entrust the country and the end of the world to you?"

"The minister is frightened...... Mo Wuxian's voice landed, Ning Yue hurriedly bowed down and bent down, "Your Majesty, the minister doesn't want to either, the minister just wants to be an idle prince and a free marquis, and he really doesn't want to toss......

"Don't toss?" Mo Wuxian sneered, "Don't say that I won't give you a chance, but I let you go away half a year ago." But what about you? Don't toss, you run around the grassland, start this war, you also have half of the responsibility! You don't toss, you don't toss you or Ning Yue?"

"Can you blame me for this?" Ning Yue was dumbfounded, if he hadn't tossed, the grassland would have been completely controlled by Allah a long time ago, and the Immortal Heavenly Palace would have been completely controlled by Vermilion Bird. In this way, this war does not know that it will be fought until the year of the monkey.

"Don't talk to me about these useless things, since you take the lead, you can tell me what to do? Mo Wuxian leaned into the chair very scoundrelly, and looked at Ning Yue coldly with slanted eyes.

Ning Yue's face changed, but in the end, she sighed softly helplessly, even if it wasn't for Mo Wuxian's face, she had to look at Peony's face.

"Your Majesty, the ministers think that it is better to settle the grievances than to settle them. What's more, between the two countries, the two countries have grudges and attack each other, no matter who wins or loses, they will hurt the enemy by 1,000 and lose 800. The strategy of diplomacy lies in win-win cooperation. ”