After the new widow, I became a tyrant's tender outer chamber

Chapter 156
Jiang Huaiyang's expression was normal, and his eyes lightly swept over the few barbarians standing below.

He suddenly pulled his lips into a smile, "It's just that the people at the post station are not entertaining enough."

Ruan Yuyi only felt that the hand on her wrist was getting tighter, her face turned slightly pale, and she felt that his strength was so strong that it almost crushed her wrist.

"Your Majesty—" she called tremblingly.

But he didn't seem to be aware of it, and he didn't pay attention to it. He just stared at the barbarian below, with gloomy eyes, like a bottomless pool.

This person was the one who killed Deputy General Yuan at that time. With this merit, he gained attention and became an official.

He hated that he was negligent at that time and failed to make up for this person, otherwise the Vice General Yuan would not have had an accident, and there would be no days for this person to be reckless in the Dawu Palace.

The leading Khitan envoy continued, "I haven't seen Your Majesty for a few years, but His Majesty has become more and more like a noble emperor. If no one tells you, who would dare to believe that you have led troops to fight in the past."

This is to ridicule him for losing the charm he had when he was fighting back then.

Jiang Huaiyang that year was not even a weak crown, he was a very young man.He was sitting astride a horse, with red tassels and light armor, his fingertips were blood stained, the wind made his black hair flutter, and he had the face of a nobleman, but he was already the most troublesome general for the Hu people.

The first emperor originally just wanted to send him away, and didn't want him to make such great achievements, so he even ordered him to take up the side post.

Seeing his different expression, the Khitan envoy became more provocative, "However, it's a pity for your lieutenant general, if it wasn't for blocking that sword for you—" he pretended to sigh.

This touched Jiang Huaiyang's depression.

His expression remained the same, but the cup in his hand broke suddenly, and the wine gushed out, and the blood from his palm dripped down, gathered on the table, and soon seeped under the table collar.

Ruan Yuyi was frightened, grabbed her wrist, and called out in a low voice, "Your Majesty." Her wrist was in pain, and her eyes were filled with water.

The pain in his hand finally gave him some clarity, and he let go of her wrist.

She glanced at it, and there was a red mark there, which looked extremely frightening.She didn't care, took the veil, and wiped away the blood on his palm and fingers bit by bit.

During the movement, the red mark on the wrist was exposed intentionally or unintentionally.

Yin Hong fainted half of the square handkerchief, and the orchids with fine stitches were also stained.

The Khitan envoy sneered, the little emperor of the Wu Kingdom is still young, and he is still impatient, and he doesn't know what the king thinks, so he insists on trying to win over the peace talks.

"Since you feel sorry for my lieutenant general, why don't you chop off the hand holding the sword and bury him with him." Jiang Huaiyang said every word, his voice was so cold that it seemed to come from deep underground.

The envoy didn't expect that he would turn against him directly, and he didn't even maintain the peace on his face.Because his face changed, "What does your Majesty mean!"

He subconsciously wanted to touch the saber at his waist, but when he found nothing, he remembered that when he entered the palace, the swords and the like had already been confiscated by the palace people.

Jiang Huaiyang's eyes fell on the red mark on the little lady's wrist, and said slowly, "Give the Khitan envoy a seat." He stretched out his hand to close her wrist, just so full.

She trembled violently in his arms, breathed a sigh of relief, and then let go of her body.

She snuggled up in front of him, and couldn't help thinking about how brave the lieutenant general they were talking about would make the new emperor care about it.

The Khitan envoys entered the ceremony and took their seats, saw the exquisite gold cup on the short table, smiled, took off the wine pot at his waist, and ordered the maid standing beside him to fill it up.

The wine gurgled and filled the cowhide jug, and the envoy raised his head and drank less than half of it, the uncontained wine slid down the corners of his mouth and wet his beard.He wiped it casually, and ordered the maid to fill it up, and then he turned back the lid and put it away.

What the envoys did was completely different from the etiquette that Da Wu advocated, and all the guests in the seat frowned for a while, then turned their faces away in disgust.

The envoys drank enough wine, but they did not forget their king's order, and raised their voices to the first place and said, "I, Khitan, came with the intention of peace talks. Your Majesty said, we are willing to retreat three feet and not to disturb the people of Wu country again. And Wu The country should send a princess to marry, to show sincerity."

Naturally, it is impossible for the Khitan to give up plundering Wu's land and property so easily, but this time, the envoy's king has another plan.

For one thing, the Khitan was in a state of difficulty, coupled with the royal family's struggle, the people were struggling to survive. It showed that they were still raising soldiers and horses, but in fact they could hardly stand another battle with the Wu Kingdom.

Secondly, the power behind their king is insufficient. If they want to succeed in seizing the heir, get the support of the new Dawu emperor, and rely on Dawu, they will not have to worry about being outnumbered by others.Marrying a big Wu princess is enough to prove that he has successfully won the Wu country.

The conditions are very attractive. One person can exchange the peace of the border people for at least 50 years.

Jiang Huaiyang was so tired that he played with the jade-like fingers of the little lady in his arms again.But he would not be so naive, so he agreed recklessly.

"Withdraw from Huangling, and make a deed."

"If it's against you, I, Dawu, will launch an army immediately." He raised his eyelids, his voice was cold, "If that's the case, I will accept you."

The Khitan envoy hesitated, and the person accompanying him whispered something to him, and he just gritted his teeth, "That's natural." In any case, it's not too late to put the king on the throne first.

"Okay." Jiang Huaiyang glanced at it, and Wen Zhi presented the document and pen and ink that he had prepared earlier, and placed it in front of the envoy.

Seeing this, the envoy was even more annoyed. It turned out that the little emperor had already made up his mind.

Huangling is a frontier fortress, although it can't be considered that Wu Kingdom has completely fallen, but the city has already been occupied by Khitan soldiers, and it would be a pain to ask them to return it now.But compared with the throne, which is more important, the envoy thinks he can tell the difference.

The envoy picked up the pen and wrote down the names in a fluttering motion.

It goes without saying that since he was sent as an envoy to the Wu Kingdom, he naturally had the right to represent their king.

No one noticed that Prince Jing on one side lowered his head, his eyes were dark, and he was holding the wine cup tightly, and was about to pour out the wine.

As soon as this matter was over, the atmosphere relaxed again.Although the people below continued to chat and laugh freely while drinking and drinking, they couldn't help but secretly looked at the expression of the first new emperor.

That is to say, Zhao Ronghai is not good at observing words and expressions, she Shi Shiran got up, and wanted to mention her marriage with Cheng Xingqiu, thinking that in front of everyone, Brother Huang would never lose face.

Jiang Huaiyang glanced over, and suddenly said, "I see that the eldest princess may be tired from sitting. Come, and lead the princess down to rest and change clothes."

Zhaorong opened her mouth, but the palace maid was already standing in front of her, gesturing to the door, her attitude was respectful but cold.

Zhaorong couldn't help it, knowing that it would be useless to say anything, so he could only swallow what he wanted to say, and walked away.

His "princess" made several people at the banquet have different thoughts.

The envoy couldn't help but look towards Zhao Rong.

And Cheng Xingqiu, who was sitting at the end, felt his heart tighten, and faintly felt that something was wrong with His Majesty's interruption this time.He and the eldest princess had discussed it long ago, and if they mentioned marriage today, His Majesty would seldom refuse it again.

He suppressed the strangeness in his heart.

He secretly comforted himself, His Majesty knew that Zhaorong had become a gift to him, and she had a body, not to mention that the married princess had always just chosen one of the servants in the palace temporarily, and sent her out with a title.

Where is it Zhaorong's turn?

(End of this chapter)