Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Chapter 646

The envoy visited to negotiate between the two countries.

After entering the post, everyone was waiting for the arrival of the negotiations, waiting for the moment when they entered the negotiation table.

However, the main figures on the other side of the negotiations were always in a hurry. Even after everything was settled for the negotiation time, no one appeared.

That's it again today.

Negotiators of the two countries have sat in the Taihe Hall.

Just wait for the others to start putting the conditions on the table and debate each other.

But wait and wait, the king of Bei Cang's side never showed up. No one came to report until half an hour after the scheduled time.

King Ting traveled to Hongfeng Mountain and couldn't make it back. There is a long wait for all of you. If you are absent for a while, the matter will be discussed next time.

Back in the Temple of Gande, Feng Moyan immediately fell a cup of gas.

"What the **** does that court want? This is the third time and I haven't attended three times! The disability is terrific! Relying on a wheelchair and not doing well, let someone wait for him. Now that I know I can't walk Lu, he was scrambling everywhere, for fear that others would not know he was disabled! "

After swearing and calming down a bit, Feng Moyu looked at the man sitting in front of the window with no waves, "Uncle Huang, what do you want him to do? Since it came to negotiations, why is it dragging on and off, as if in the slightest? Don't care what the outcome of the negotiations will be. "

"People are here. If they do n’t talk today, they will talk tomorrow. So how anxious are they? In the negotiations between the two countries, the psychological quality is the most important. Whoever can't hold back first is in a passive and disadvantaged position."

"Uncle Huang means that the court king was deliberate? Enlarging the domestic pigeon three or two times in order to anger our negotiating officials?"

"Aren't you angry now?"

Feng Mozhen coughed, inhaled and exhaled, and calmed himself as quickly as possible. "What should we do? He will be absent the next time, and will he set the next negotiation time? If he doesn't come back, isn't it busy? "

Feng Qingbai looked out the window, his eyes were deep, and his fingers were lightly on his knees. "Not for now. The king is not only us, but also the envoys of Beicang. We just need to be by the side. Look at it quietly, without any action, since someone will put pressure on him. "

"If it's indefinite, who knows they will wait until the year of the monkey to start the next negotiation."

"This is our country. They are guests. They are not in a hurry to go back. We are anxious for him. When they really want to talk, they will send someone to discuss it."

Feng Moyu nodded. Since the uncle Huang said so, then he was not in a hurry, and he regarded the other party as if he was only here for sightseeing.

As a monarch, stop floating and restless.

On the road of Hongfeng Mountain in the suburbs.

The four bearers were on a soft car, and the son sat on it in white clothes, enjoying the scenery leisurely.

Two nieces followed. Fragrant sweat dripped from the cheeks.

Hongfeng Mountain is not high, but it is a challenge for those who are not good at it. Of course, this challenge does not exist in the eyes of King Ting.

He didn't have to leave at all, and someone was doing his job.

Make some silver.

The sedan stopped next to a gazebo on the mountainside.

The man on the sedan patted his hands gently, his robe fluttered and fell into the kiosk gently.

From top to bottom, look down at the views below.

It was nearly September, and the maple leaves on the mountain were half yellow and red, mixed with one, and it was gorgeous.

Before the maple leaves turned red, there were not many people going up the hill, and only occasionally I saw one or two tourists. When passing by, I glanced at the man and wondered how he went green.

"Son, the people over there should be gone, but you want to go back?" Of course, the two sides referred to each other.

Duan Ting smiled, "Anyway, it's all gone, and now it won't help me to go back. It's just right, I can easily see the scene."

The maid bit her lip, and although she was afraid of the son's temper, she could not help reminding him, "The son has lost about three times, but I'm afraid it will cause dissatisfaction on both sides."

The Nanling side, not to mention, is their ambassadorial regiment. Although each of them is headed by a son, those ministers came with a mission. Nor can they tolerate three or five missed appointments and disrupt the peace talks between the two countries.

The man didn't care about it. "As soon as you come out to play, relax and have fun. What can you do with me even if they are dissatisfied?"

"If things go back, no one wants to sue the son, what would be the best then."

"What's the matter? It's not to talk about it, but to talk about it later. I can't walk on my legs and can't go back, isn't it what I want?"

The waitress was dumbfounded by the words.

Even if they have been with the son for many years, they often don't understand his idea.

Acting is always casual, and one thought is one, and one cannot keep up.

At sunset, there is a cloud in the sky.

As soon as Feng Qingbai walked out of the Imperial Study Room, he saw the man sitting in a wheelchair, smiling at him with his back to the setting sun.

In the setting sun, his white shirt was plated with purple gold, and the whole man was bathed in a shallow halo.

I chose the Royal Garden near the lakeside and sat opposite.

"My King admires King Ting's leisurely ease."

"If the king of Nanling thought, was he a little bit idle?"

The surrounding area has retreated, Feng Qingbai fixedly looked at the opposite man and smiled, "The fourteen sons of the Emperor Beicang, the king of the court ranked last, was mediocre when he was young, and was not good enough to suddenly show his brilliant talents after the trip, occupying a place in the royal family with his residual body. However, as far as the King knows, although the North Cang Huang cherishes his talents, he will not make concessions without any bottom line. The North-South peace talks have been interrupted three times, and once again, I am afraid that the King will be favored again and he cannot afford the anger of the emperor. "

"Anger is anger, but as long as I still have use, Father Emperor will not let me lie in the Emperor's Mausoleum so quickly. To give birth to one, always make the best use of it." Ting Wang also smiled.

"That King is waiting for King Ting to run out of Kitakura's patience that day."

"Don't wait any longer, set a time, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow peace talks." King Ting turned to look at the sky red halo, a moment later, "this mission, this is the sixth brother led a group, but accidentally crashed on the eve of the trip Then I topped it. I have long yearned for Nanling, especially after hearing rumors in the army, there is a lieutenant in the Nanling military camp, who was seriously ill and should have died, but was rehabilitated in Kyoto after retirement, and he was cured. Re-armored to the battlefield. I am even more curious. Is there really a magic of turning the world? Then I asked about it, and the Lord guessed what I found? "

Feng Qingbai did not answer, his eyes were dark.

King Ting didn't seem to care about his answer, "What's so amazing is that the man can even be brought back to life. With such a magical medicine, Wang said that my legs, is there any possibility of healing? ... Xinghua Village, in Yun Xiangshan, right? "

The waterside is silent.

Subsequently, Feng Qingbai's lips slowly aroused, and suddenly shot towards the court king, with five fingers like hooks.

(End of this chapter)