"Human head, sacrificial flag!"

Chen Qianzhi nodded frequently, smiled, and the tails of his eyes drifted to Zangyuhua.

"Little prince, the lone general proposed to sacrifice the flag with your head, what do you think?!"

Zangyuhua was still gagged, and when she heard this, she immediately roared, but unfortunately she whimpered, and no one understood.

Chen Qianzhi didn't let people take off the cloth in his mouth, but dug out his ears: "Look at you like this, it seems that you don't agree!" ”

Everyone: "......"

Isn't this nonsense?

If you want to cut off someone's skull and sacrifice the flag, can they agree?

Chen Lichuan and Liao Hu looked at each other quietly, not figuring out what the tyrant meant.

What's wrong?

Do you still want to hide Yuhua and nod in agreement?

The tyrant seemed to have guessed everyone's thoughts, and with an "oh" sound, the whole person's demeanor relaxed, and he leaned on the dragon chair.

"Lone thinks, he should be unwilling, general, what do you say?"

Liao Hu cleared his throat: "Your Majesty, if you kill him to sacrifice the flag, you will kill him, why bother to ask for his consent?" He definitely doesn't agree......"

"Well, what does the general mean by cutting off his skull directly?"

"Naturally!"

"Oh, then ask the general, what is the meaning of this sacrificial flag?"

“…… Significance? Liao Hu was stunned and immediately said: "Naturally, it is to raise the prestige of our army and revitalize our dynasty!" ”

"Well said," Chen Qianzhi clapped his hands approvingly: "In this case, if there are resentful spirits to join, is it unlucky?" ”

“…… Wraiths? ”

"Yes, resentful creatures!"

“……”

Liao Hu was stunned.

Your Majesty!

We're talking about sacrificial flags, what kind of resentful spirits are you talking about??

Chen Qianzhi continued: "Zang Yuhua is the little prince of the Eastern Frontier Kingdom, if he dies under the banner of our Great Dynasty, what kind of mentality will he have? ”

"He ......"

"He will bless our great dynasty for eternity, and the military will be invincible?"

"No, Your Majesty, he ......"

"Naturally, he won't bless him," Chen Qianzhi raised his hand to interrupt Liao Hu's words, and continued to speak righteously: "At that time, what do you think is the point of such a sacrificial flag?" Does our Great Dynasty need such a Resentful Spirit Sacrifice Flag? ”

“……”

Liao Hu was originally a military general, and he drank so much wine, and his head was no longer sober, and now he was completely led astray under Chen Qian's serious nonsense.

After the tyrant's voice fell, he naturally continued: "Naturally no!" ”

"Right!" Chen Qianzhi clapped his hands violently: "You see, the general now has the same meaning as Lone, and he doesn't need this kind of head to sacrifice the flag...... Uncle Huang, what do you mean? ”

The pressure is on the regent.

When Chen Lichuan heard the end, he finally understood the meaning of Chen Qianzi.

- The tyrant doesn't want to look at the head of the hidden flowers, so he is such nonsense.

Hearing the tyrant's questioning, he smiled noncommittally and said, "Since Your Majesty and the general are of the same mind, the minister here, naturally there is nothing to say." ”

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty are all there, and the emperor and the meritorious generals are all opposed, what can he, a regent, insist on?

Isn't that against Your Majesty?

The uncle and nephew on the bright side, he still has to do it!

But......

The tail of his eyes sank, and he looked at Zang Yuhua with murderous intent: "Little prince, you have to thank our Majesty, if it weren't for him, your little life would be gone!" ”

Zangyuhua glanced at him defiantly and whimpered.

Chen Lichuan sneered: "Think about how many sons of our dynasty died on the battlefield, how many soldiers were buried in their homeland forever, and even their souls could not return to their homeland!" This time, we swore to sacrifice the flag with your head, but you survived...... Boy, you're going to have a big life! ”

Ling Xi shook his head as he listened.

[Listen, listen, the word connotation is understood by him! ] 】

[He's saying that you don't take the lives of the soldiers seriously!] 】

[Tut-tut, Your Majesty, your royal tea is genetic, right!? 】

[The regent's tea words are no worse than you! ] 】

[It is worthy of being the big male protagonist who took his mother's script! ] 】

【……】

Sure enough, after the regent's words, the faces of the ministers became delicate.

Weak countries have no diplomacy.

Over the years, the Great Dynasty has been caught between the two great powers of the East and the West, and they both want to annex the Great Dynasty, and the small neighbor of the Eastern Frontier State is not worrying about it, and is looking for trouble with the Great Dynasty everywhere.

In order to maintain the territory of the court, tens of thousands of soldiers are buried in foreign lands forever every year.

Now, there is finally an opportunity to be excited, but His Majesty is "timid", which makes them feel uncomfortable.

For a time, the ministers made eye contact with each other below, and they were all slandering the tyrant for "inaction".

Chen Qianzhi looked at them and sighed softly: "What Uncle Huang said also makes sense, but it's just ......"

His tone changed, and his soft voice became low and dark.

"Lone even feels that friendship between the two countries is more important than perennial war!"

He waved his hand, and Grandpa An walked down quickly, taking off the rag hidden in Yuhua's mouth.

"Zangyuhua, I ask you, do you want the two countries to be at war all year round, and the people live in the flames of war every day, displaced, and the people are struggling to make a living?"

Zang Yuhua's face sank, and he looked at Chen Lechuan gloomily: "Of course not!" I don't think anyone wants to see every day, right? ”

Tatsu Lechuan shrank his pupils and did not speak.

Chen Qianzhi continued: "Yes, no one in a position of power wants his country to go on a crusade to the east and west, and the people will be affected by the war and will not be able to recuperate and live and work in peace and contentment......"

"What do you want to say?" Zang Yuhua smiled disdainfully: "Our Eastern Frontier Kingdom and your Great Dynasty have not been fighting for a day or two, and now you think that you want to live and work in peace and contentment?" ”

"We don't live in peace, what about you?" The tyrant leaned over slightly: "How are you doing?" ”

“……”

"As far as Gu knows, your Eastern Frontier Country is not comfortable, right? Your resources are already scarce, and more people will freeze to death in winter, coupled with the instability of the border gates, and the continuous war, your treasury is more empty than ours, right? ”

"So what?" Zang Yuhua puffed up her chest and carried a bit of arrogance: "Could it be that we are sincerely subordinate to your dynasty?" ”

"Why should we be sincere to the Great Dynasty instead of a win-win situation for both of us!?"

“……”

Zang Yuhua was bored, then locked her eyebrows, and asked in disbelief, "What did you say?" ”

"Lone said, we can truce for ten years, the two sides will recuperate together, the frontier will exchange trade, trade and trade, enrich the people, and let them have the foundation ......to live and live" Chen Qian leaned over, his eyes sharpened a little: "As for what will happen to us in ten years, whether it is war or peace, who can say for sure!?" ”

(End of chapter)