night.
Yan Danqing and Li Ziye talked for a long time in the tent.
Li Ziye's understanding of the eight tribes in Mobei was far superior to that of all the officials of Dashang. One was because of the Li family's intelligence network, and the other was because he personally participated in the war and even led troops to reach Mobei. Northern Babu.
If you know yourself and your enemy, you can win a hundred battles, and the same is true for negotiations.
The envoys of Dashang Honglu Temple did not know enough about the Eight Tribes of Mobei. In addition, Dashang was already at a disadvantage in this war, so it was not surprising that the peace talks were frustrated.
After Yan Danqing left, with nothing to do in the tent, Li Ziye took the spell collection given by Mr. Ge and began to study it.
Taoist spells are so diverse and strange that it is almost impossible to learn them all.
Li Ziye took the pen and tried to draw a few easy ones first.
Finally, after struggling all night and wasting a lot of talisman paper, Li Ziye managed to draw one that was still usable.
"I'm really a genius!"
Li Ziye looked at the only finished product in front of him and praised himself.
Those old guys in the Taoist sect are all crazy.
This thing is so difficult, how did you research it?
Outside the tent, dawn arrived, and the time for peace talks was approaching. Inside the tent, Li Ziye silently put away the collection of spells, got up and walked outside.
After this conversation, everyone went back to their homes to find their respective mothers.
Calculating the time, Sister Youwei should have returned to Li Yuan almost.
Long time no see, I miss you very much.
On the bank of Luoshui River.
The morning sun rises in the east, and the morning light shines on the river, with brilliant golden light.
In front of the tent by the river, the princes of Mobei and the envoys of the great merchants came one after another, preparing for the last negotiation.
Both sides have been grinding their teeth for so long and have basically figured out each other's ways. Today, the outcome of the peace talks will be known.
In the distance, on the big tree, Sanzang had already polished his beads, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, waiting for a fight.
As the saying goes, you have short hands when you take someone else, and you have a soft mouth when you eat someone.
As the saying goes, take people's money to help them eliminate disasters.
Sanzang chanted the sutra a hundred times while holding the beads in his hand.
He knew that Brother Li's gifts were not taken casually, especially such important gifts as snake dragon tendons and dragon scales.
Not to mention dragon scales, there is only one dragon tendon in a tango snake, so it is quite precious.
In the tent by the river.
The two parties took their seats one after another, but Li Ziye still sat at the end of the seat. Under the etiquette, no one could surpass him.
"let's start."
When the negotiation began, Mu Yuan glanced at everyone present and said seriously, "Everyone, I, the great merchant, have come with full sincerity. I also hope that all the great princes can treat each other sincerely and work together to complete this peace negotiation that is beneficial to both parties."
"Of course."
Opposite the seat, Lord Helan slightly curved his lips, twirled the ring on his left hand, and responded.
Dashang, his luck has really run out.
There were people available, but they were not used. Instead, the eldest prince made many mistakes, but he was still safe and sound. He was sent here to pay for his crimes and perform meritorious deeds.
It is not that easy to take credit from the Mobei Eight Divisions.
It's a pity that the Shang Dynasty obviously had so many great talents, and they were all so outstanding in civil, political and martial arts.
For example.
Thinking of this, Lord Helan looked at the legitimate son of the Li family at the end of the table, a hint of regret flashed deep in his eyes.
Negotiation is all about tact and deft argumentation. In this regard, who can compare with this boy from the Li family.
I still remember that two years ago, this kid had a verbal battle with everyone and made Fa Hai, Liu Rongnu, Bai Di and others embarrassed.
Now, this boy from the Li family can't even say a word, how ironic.
"Well, the conditions on our Dashang side remain as before. As long as the Mobei army withdraws from Baidi City, our Dashang will release all the hostages and will never break our promise." Mu Yuan looked at the Mobei soldiers in front of him. Those who say it seriously.
Lord Helan did not answer. He looked at Tantai Jingyue on the side and said with a smile, "Tiannu, what do you think?"
"Daydreaming."
Tantai Jingyue said calmly, "Da Shang promised to release the hostages and compensate me for the losses caused by the eight battles in Mobei. The peace talks can still proceed. Otherwise, let's see the truth on the battlefield!"
Inside the tent, the two princes Chili and Huyan, as well as the leader of the Chisong tribe, remained silent. Because the royal family in the tribe was arrested, their attitude was obviously not as tough as the other tribes.
"Tantai Goddess, don't you think your request is too much?"
Mu Yuan suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "Now, the hostages are in the hands of my great merchant. If we want to compensate, it is also the eight tribes of Mobei who want to compensate my great merchant."
At the end of the seat, Li Ziye almost fell asleep looking at the boring negotiation scene.
How long has this happened? What’s the point?
Are peace talks a place for reasoning?
The key to negotiation is to use a big fist to poke the sore spot and make the other party take action.
Isn’t this just learning and reasoning? What a nonsense!
Across the seat, Lord Helan smiled when he heard the eldest prince's rebuttal.
What a fool!
"Professor Li."
Next to the eldest prince, Yan Danqing saw that the situation was getting more and more unfavorable for them, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he said, "Do you have any opinion?"
Mu Yuan frowned unconsciously when he heard the Honglu Temple Minister beside him mention someone again.
At this time, does Mr. Yan still expect that boy to change the attitude of Mobei Babu!
"Opinion?"
At the end of the table, Li Ziye heard his name being called again. He sat up straight and looked at the princes opposite.
Give me some face and say a few words, it’s the last day!
Opposite the seat.
The eyes of Lord Tuoba and others immediately condensed, and their meaning was very clear. As long as this kid said anything detrimental to their Mobei Eight Divisions, they would be kicked out immediately.
"Your Highness."
Yan Danqing also noticed the gazes of the princes across from him, lowered his voice and said, "I believe that Li Jiaoxi can save the situation. I would like to ask Your Highness to believe in Li Jiaoxi just once, and treat it as an old minister begging His Highness!"
Last night, he talked with Mr. Li for a long time and gained a lot. Now in this situation, we can no longer continue talking step by step according to the previous process.
Otherwise, Dashang will be completely disgraced.
"Master Yan is serious."
Seeing the attitude of the Honglu Temple minister in front of him, Mu Yuan frowned again and said, "That's all, let him say a few words. If the people of the Eight Tribes of Mobei object, I will protect him."
"Thank you, Your Highness."
Yan Danqing responded with a grateful look on his face.
After receiving the promise from the eldest prince, Yan Danqing looked at Li Ziye at the end of the table and said seriously, "Li Jiaoxi also wants to say a few words. After all, Li Jiaoxi is also one of the envoys appointed by His Majesty, so he cannot leave his opinions alone."
"Teacher Li, tell me."
On the side, Mu Yuan also expressed his position and said with an indifferent expression, "Just tell me your opinion."
It was just a few words, and the minister of Honglu Temple begged him like this. He couldn't be too disrespectful.
At the end of the table, Li Ziye saw the eldest prince's statement and immediately understood that the elder in front of him was vouching for him. He stopped being pretentious, put down the almost finished tea in his hand, and said, "I don't dare to have an opinion, but I have a problem. "
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Ziye narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the two people opposite him, and said, "The two great monarchs Huyan and Chili have been talking for so many days, but it is rare to see the two great monarchs expressing their opinions. I am very curious. Your Majesty, are you not going to save your royal family? I, Dashang, are a country of etiquette and have no interest in killing hostages. Sooner or later, I will release a few of them back. However, I want to know, if your tortured royal family knows The two monarchs have no intention of saving them. Do you think they will be resentful? After returning, will they support the two monarchs as they did in the past? As far as I know, among your royal families, there are Many people hold high positions of power!"
