In the council chamber, Silva stared at Alexander with his arms outstretched, and almost fell to his knees, bowing in worship!

"Aiqing has a good memory, and he deserves to be a pillar of the country!" the old man stroked his beard with satisfaction, and through the iron mask, he could feel his eyebrows raised, looking very happy.

He suddenly asked, "What is the population of the Dawn Forest, and how many fighters are there?"

"This?" Silva paused, not at all impressed. He glanced bitterly at Generalissimo Edmundo behind him, who shrugged helplessly, indicating that he knew nothing.

"The total population of Dawn Forest is less than 100,000, and many of them are women, children and children. Seeing that no one knew, Alexander pointed straight to the map and answered himself.

He pointed to the small dots on the map that were difficult to pin, and said lightly: "Even if Ailong is rampant and three poor people raise one soldier, they can only afford an army of 30,000 people at most, which is not enough for one-fifth of the adjacent Third Army of the Empire. If there is really a different heart, a round can be over. ”

Alexander put his hands behind his back and said disapprerovingly: "You guys, it's always like it's not my race, and its heart is different, is it just like that?" Everyone suddenly felt that His Majesty had something to say, and they all bent down, and they didn't dare to come out.

"Prime Minister, don't you know anything about your men going in and out of the Dawn Forest for a long time, burning, killing and looting?" the old man's voice became stern, and he slapped the table.

"Foolish!" said Silva, weeping bitterly, nearly collapsing to the floor. He knew His Majesty's temperament of being soft rather than hard. Crying bitterly: "The old minister is also blinded by hatred, please punish Your Majesty!"

Through the metal mask, Alexander looked at the other with a cloudy expression. After a while, he sighed and said: "I have been fined for half a year, I have thought about it behind closed doors, Aiqing should reflect on it!"

"Obey. "Silva was scared when he got through the danger.

"As for this power-tricky and self-righteous Popov", the old man frowned and looked at the words "gibberish, like a fart", as if he had slapped himself in the face.

He knocked on the table. said casually: "When will he be the mayor of Dawn Plains Town, when will he coordinate and handle the relationship with various tribes, and when will he come back!"

......

Early the next morning. The newly appointed foreign affairs official met with He Jinshui and his entourage at the Liujin Inn. He kept silent about the matter of diplomatic documents, saying only that His Majesty wanted to see him, and he could set off with a little preparation.

He Jinshui walked into the palace chamber with his head held high, looking around curiously. He found that the interior of the Imperial Palace was old. The décor is shabby. It's even worse than that Klim's palace, not to mention compared with the Forbidden City, the capital of China.

The top of the stairs is separated by a huge cloth curtain, and the layout inside is not clear, and it is estimated that it is the location of His Majesty's office.

Footsteps sounded, and a figure flashed by, and sat down softly behind the table. He Jinshui puffed up his chest and looked over with wide eyes. I can't see anything clearly.

"Welcome, tribal messenger. Tell me the purpose of your trip!"

He Jinshui hurriedly straightened his posture, hugged his fists without humility or arrogance, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, as a citizen of the empire, when passing through the Dawn Forest, I accepted the entrustment of the Patriarch of Ailong, and offered you the highest respect on his behalf, I would like to respect you as the Khan of the Heavens, and accept the canonization and protection of the empire, hoping to trade freely and conclude an alliance." I hope Your Majesty will consider it!"

As he spoke, he began to brew a big move in his heart, preparing to fight the Confucians.

"Very good proposal, I gladly accept!" To the surprise of the otaku, His Majesty agreed directly!

"Is there a mistake!" the prepared rhetoric did not come in handy at all, giving him the feeling of punching cotton.

"No, is it possible that the emperor is so easy to speak?" In a trance, he felt that the other party's tone was easy-going, his attitude was amiable, and he seemed very approachable.

"Where do you seem to have heard this voice?" He Jinshui felt an almost absurd feeling in his heart, "You won't have seen him, will you?" He quickly shook his head and shook off the idea.

"I agree with Elon's proposal to accept the honorific title of Heavenly Khan, to make the Dawn Forest a protectorate of the Empire, to allow free trade and complementarity, and to halve the taxes and fees of the tribes for the first three years of the Empire in view of the poverty of the Dawn Forest. The other party completely accepted Elon's plea, and gave more.

That wasn't the end of it, and the other man continued, "I have appointed Elon as the first chief of the Dawn Forest, and regard him as the most important ally of the Empire in the west. In return, I will send a team of 100 craftsmen to assist the tribes in rebuilding their production facilities and improving their living environment. Would you accept that?"

"The ministers are afraid, accept them all!"

He Jinshui was about to go crazy, he rubbed his hands excitedly, laughed in his mouth, and felt like he was going to be smashed by a pie falling from the sky.

"Panic, you kid is so bold!" the other party suddenly lost his temper and scolded with a smile. He looked at the otaku with a blank look, and quickly coughed lightly and diverted the topic.

"This time, the Patriarch of Ailong should have a tribute, and submit it quickly!" The other party suddenly made a strange request, which shocked He Jinshui like a thunderbolt in the sky.

"Hey, what a stingy guy!" He Jinshui was cold, and thought disdainfully: "As the king of a country, I can't imagine that I love money so much." The tribute has long been sold, and I have to deal with it well, so as not to show my feet. ”

"Back to Your Majesty, because of the long distance and the difficulty of hiking, the livestock that consigned tribute actually fell off the cliff and died together, that is a miserable one!" He Jinshui beat his chest, pretending to wipe his tears, and looked at the opposite side through the gap between his fingers.

"Really?" the other party slapped the table and raised his voice directly, "Why did I hear that someone sells elven treasures in the street market, it can't be your kid who gives kickbacks, right?"

A sentence woke up the dreamer, and scared him so much that he lost his soul!

"Impossible!" He Jinshui pinched his nose and said stiffly: "I, Gru, swear to the sky, if there is any lie, call me the heavens to beat ......"

Before he finished speaking, he heard the other side say in a voice full of resentment: "As far as I know, your name seems to be He Jinshui, is it fun to deceive people?"

"Yes, hey!" He Jinshui broke out in a cold sweat, holding his head in embarrassment. Rao is his seven tricks and wit, and at this time he is also tied up, and every inch is chaotic.

"What's the matter, is this guy really my brother's nemesis?" he frowned, a strange feeling floating in his heart, and he became more and more sure that the other party knew him.

He looked up at the metal filaments hanging the curtains, and a bold idea came to mind, and a strange smile appeared on his face. (To be continued.) )