At midnight, two petite men secretly crawled in through the dog hole at the base of the wall.
The moment Wang Nie's door was knocked upon, Qi Xiong immediately opened it from the inside.
What did you find out?
The man got drunk and spilled everything, the two eagerly scrambled to speak.
Seeing Wang Nie sitting on the couch with his coat draped over his shoulders, they immediately ran over to report to him, According to Second Young Master Ou, the ships built by the Dongzhao Kingdom can travel four hundred miles a day at sea.
Ever since County Princess Linghui discovered potatoes, they have indeed been searching for a new continent. Word has it that it won't be long before the imperial court sends people out to sea again, not only to search for treasures but also to expand the territory of their Dongzhao Kingdom...
Wang Nie clenched his fist and slammed it hard on the table. The lamplight flickered, casting dancing shadows across the faces of the four men.
It's this Song Jinzhao again. No wonder the Emperor insists on marrying her and bringing her back. If this person doesn't die, who knows what kind of chaos she will stir up in the future.
Qi Xiong tightened his grip on the sword hanging at his waist, a dark mist gradually rising in his eyes.
Do you need this subordinate to kill her?
Wang Nie glanced at Qi Xiong with a look reserved for idiots.
Even Prince Wei cannot defeat her, how could you possibly kill her?
Qi Xiong blinked, released the hilt of his sword with his right hand, and stepped aside.
He had forgotten for a moment.
He was no match for Gong Linjue, which meant he certainly couldn't defeat Song Jinzhao.
Wang Nie thought it over and over, finally getting up from the couch and walking to the desk in the inner room to pull out some paper and grind ink.
After half a cup of tea's time, he handed the written letter to Qi Xiong.
Send someone out of the city with this first thing tomorrow morning. They must travel day and night without stopping. It would be best if it arrives in Yandu at the same time as the previous two letters.
Qi Xiong took the letter with both hands and nodded solemnly in compliance.
A month and a half later.
Panting heavily, horses galloped into Yandu as if they were flying. The first thing He Mingyuan saw was Qi Xiong's memorial.
After reading the last word on the paper, his face had darkened to a shade blacker than ink.
Without a war in five years, the Dongzhao Kingdom was growing increasingly bold.
Not only did they refuse the marriage alliance, but they also beat up the envoy he had sent to propose.
It seemed that the preparations to attack the Dongzhao Kingdom would have to be moved up.
Summon Prince Wei.
Just as Gong Linjue stepped into the palace, the first letter Wang Nie wrote after waking up was delivered.
The paper, still carrying the scent of ink, was tossed in front of him. As it fluttered down, Gong Linjue reached out and caught it.
After reading it, he chuckled softly, then raised his head to look at He Mingyuan.
Xiao Rongche is not only stupid but also extremely reckless. There is no evidence, and the Emperor of Dongzhao wants to protect his son. Your Majesty need not take this matter to heart.
He Mingyuan held his chin high with an expression of cold indifference.
Even if people died, I wouldn't worry. This trivial matter is nothing. Xiao Chengjing refused to marry off Song Jinzhao. What do you make of this?
The trace of a smile on Gong Linjue's lips gradually vanished.
It is unexpected, yet entirely expected. Everyone can see Song Jinzhao's value. If we immediately dispatch troops for a feigned attack, perhaps the Emperor of Dongzhao will compromise.
The hall remained quiet for a long time. If one listened closely, they could hear the rhythmic tapping of He Mingyuan's fingers against the dragon desk.
A feigned attack wastes resources and effort. Just mobilizing troops to the border would consume a massive amount of rations. If they don't fall for it, and a real war breaks out, now is not the best time.
Since Song Jinzhao won't be marrying anyone in the next few years, we will wait a few years. When the time is ripe for war, we will propose again. If the Dongzhao Kingdom refuses, we can use that as an excuse to deploy our troops. If they agree, we will kill Song Jinzhao and then start the war. Either way, it works to our advantage.
Gong Linjue cupped his hands in a respectful salute. Your Majesty is wise.
