Let's say that the young Turkic prince was slapped by Jiang Qiulu, and he staggered immediately.
King Yong was shocked by this sudden situation and didn't know how to react.
The young prince's eyes widened, he covered his red and swollen cheeks, and looked at Jiang Qiulu with an expression of disbelief.
How did they know that this stupid emperor would dare to beat him in public and even curse him.
And the scolding was so unpleasant and vulgar.
"My lord, are you okay?"
King Yong immediately stepped forward to check on the young prince of Turks, but was pushed away by the young prince.
"You...how dare you hit me?"
As the younger brother of the Turkic king, he treated everyone with courtesy.
Not to mention taking action against yourself.
Now that he came as a Turkic envoy, he was slapped in the face as soon as they met.
If this matter were spread back to the Turks, where would it put their own face?
The young prince stared at Jiang Qiulu, waiting for his answer.
But Jiang Qiulu didn't speak, he just looked at the young prince as if he were a fool.
"Your Majesty, do you know what you are doing?"
"This is the younger brother of the Turkic king. He came here specifically to discuss reconciliation."
"If you do this, aren't you afraid that the Turkic army will invade the territory and put the people of Li in danger?"
King Yong immediately jumped out and said righteously.
He also put on a big hat.
"Uncle Emperor, why did I hit him? Haven't you seen what I meant?"
"I don't agree to his conditions!"
Jiang Qiulu said word for word.
Just as King Yong was about to speak, the young Turkic prince immediately interrupted.
"Okay, okay, since you don't accept reconciliation, let's start a war!"
After saying that, he was about to turn around and leave, but King Yong hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.
"reconciliation?"
"That's no problem."
Jiang Qiulu said suddenly.
The young prince turned around and looked at Jiang Qiulu with a playful expression.
"Your Majesty wants to reconcile now, is it a little late?"
"No, no." Jiang Qiulu shook his head.
"I haven't finished speaking yet."
"Let's not say that I won't agree to your conditions."
"Even if you agree, will you not invade our country in the future?" Jiang Qiulu asked.
King Yong was stunned by this question.
King Yong is not a fool. Now the Turks have strong soldiers and strong horses, and they are ambitious.
How can you care about this little profit?
This is entirely the selfish intention of the young Turkic prince in front of him.
The young Turkic prince snorted coldly.
"As I said before, throughout the dynasties, the vassal states paid tribute to Daxia."
"There is no precedent for Daxia to pay tribute to its vassal countries, so these rules cannot be changed!"
King Yong couldn't help but be a little confused when he saw Jiang Qiulu's attitude becoming so tough.
When did this stupid emperor become so domineering?
He actually saw through the ambitions of the Turkic country, and it was like he was a completely different person.
At this time, the old eunuch who had been waiting outside the door hurriedly walked in and whispered a few words in Jiang Qiulu's ear.
Jiang Qiulu nodded.
"Your Majesty, you are so stubborn, aren't you afraid of another war?"
King Yong once again used war as an excuse to suppress Jiang Qiulu.
"you shut up!"
"We'll settle your account later!"
Jiang Qiulu pointed at King Yong's nose and shouted loudly.
This drink actually calmed King Yong directly.
Then he turned to look at the angry young prince.
"My young prince, did you understand what I just said?"
"If you want to pay tribute or pay compensation, I will let you go back now and discuss it with your king."
"If that doesn't work, you can also send your wife and daughter here."
"I promise you that I will love them well."
After saying that, Jiang Qiulu showed a mocking smile.
After hearing these words, the Turkic young prince's face turned from red to purple.
He kept breathing heavily.
"You...you die!"
After huffing for a long time, the young prince suddenly roared.
As a man, the young prince, how can he be calm when he hears others insulting his wife and daughter?
From the beginning, the young prince did not take Jiang Qiulu seriously.
But Jiang Qiulu beat himself first and humiliated his wife and daughter last.
How can the young prince bear it?
I saw the young prince quickly pulling out a dagger with a faint cold light from his boots and rushing towards Jiang Qiulu.
Jiang Qiulu was not afraid at all when the knife stabbed him.
Just turning sideways, the sharp dagger grazed his dragon robe.
Missing the blow, the young prince wanted to raise his knife and stab again.
However, Jiang Qiulu kicked His Highness hard.
The old eunuch on the side immediately shouted a warning.
"Here comes someone, come and escort us!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw General Di rushing in with several guards.
It turned out that the old eunuch quietly told Jiang Qiulu just now that it was General Di who had arrived.
General Di directly slashed the young prince's arm with his sword.
The young prince was in pain, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground.
Several guards drew out their long knives and subdued him.
"Your Majesty, I am late to save you, please punish me!"
General Di held his sword and knelt down to apologize.
When King Yong saw a group of guards rushing up, he was so frightened that he hid aside.
"It won't be too late, please get up, veteran general."
Jiang Qiulu leaned over and helped General Di up.
"Your Majesty, have you ever been injured?" the old general asked with concern.
"Don't worry, I'm fine."
Jiang Qiulu looked at the young Turkic prince who had been subdued by the guards and was kneeling on the ground.
"What? You can't bear it anymore?"
"How dare you speak nonsense in front of me."
"Today, I will kill the Turks' arrogance."
The young prince was still struggling and looked at Jiang Qiulu with vicious eyes.
"Take him to the prison and keep him under strict guard!"
"Whoever dares to let him go will be killed on the spot!"
After saying this, Jiang Qiulu deliberately glanced at King Yong.
Seeing Jiang Qiulu's eyes, King Yong shuddered.
A chill spread throughout his body.
The next moment, several guards stepped forward and took the young Turkic prince away.
"Let me go, let me go!"
"I am the Turkic prince, you can't arrest me!"
"Let me go quickly..."
As the young prince's voice got farther and farther away, Jiang Qiulu snorted, turned around, and sat back on his chair.
King Yong was stuck there like a wooden stake.
He has not yet reacted to Jiang Qiulu's changes.
"Uncle Huang." Jiang Qiulu called softly.
This sound, like thunder in the sky, startled King Yong.
"Your Majesty, I am here." King Yong immediately saluted respectfully.
"As a prince with a different surname in Daxia, you have reached the position of regent."
"Below one person and above ten thousand people."
"But his vision is so short-sighted that he even thinks that I will betray my country for glory!"
"I think we should consider whether His Highness King Yong is worthy of the throne."
Jiang Qiulu looked at King Yong and spoke carefully.
The meaning behind his words was obvious, he was warning himself.
"Your Majesty, veteran..."
King Yong was about to open his mouth to defend himself, but Jiang Qiulu beat him to it.
"Prince Regent Li Wenfeng has been banned from Prince Yong's Mansion for two months."
"One year's salary!"
The murderous look in King Yong's eyes was fleeting, but he could only obey.
