Wu Nianxian gathered the civil and military ministers in the tent, put on dragon robes, and the eunuchs on the left and right stood waiting, setting up a battle array, and then let the eunuch Xuan Pingtuo enter the tent.
Under the gaze of everyone, Pinto, wearing a yellow hat and red clothes, dressed as a monk, walked in from outside the tent.
He bowed his head slightly in a very polite manner and did not look directly at Wu Nian. After standing still, he bowed and said: "Disciple of Tubo State Master, Monk Pingtuo pays homage to Your Majesty."
"No courtesy." Wu Nian nodded slightly and said in a loud voice. After seeing the ceremony, Wu Nian's attitude began to take a turn for the worse, and he asked solemnly: "Pingtuo. I and Han Laocheng are fighting fiercely in Gansu. You, Tibetans, have raised 100,000 troops to invade Gansu. Aren't you afraid that I will send troops to Tibet and kill your Tubo king? Are you going to catch all the living Buddhas in one go?"
He also saved some face.
Otherwise, I have to call him a bullshit living Buddha. If this so-called true spirit is immortal, the reincarnated Living Buddha would be so powerful.
Then Tubo has already unified the world, so how can it be a miserable mountain man on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau?
The civil and military personnel in the tent were very cooperative and showed a fierce expression. For a moment, they were filled with murderous intent and threatened Pintuo.
Pinto felt the pressure doubled, but after taking a deep breath, he calmed down.
What was Tubo's intention, and how could he hide it from the founder of the Han Dynasty? Ever since he decided to come face to face with you, he had already had the awareness to face the wrath of thunder.
He bent even lower and carefully defended: "Your Majesty has misunderstood. Tubo has always been a vassal of the Central Plains Dynasty. Your Majesty is extremely powerful and has the courage to devour the Chu Kingdom."
"Han's revolution against Chutian is already close at hand."
"The King of Tubo heard that His Majesty was marching westward against Han Laocheng in Gansu Province, so he sent General Songtsan and two hundred thousand infantry and horsemen to assist His Majesty. He had no other intentions. Please give your Majesty a clear warning."
"Pfft." Feng Chong couldn't hold back his laughter and said sharply: "Does Tubo have an army of 200,000? At most 100,000."
"Huh?!" Wu Nian's eyes widened and he glanced majestically at this guy who spoke freely.
"Uh." Feng Chong immediately lowered his head to express that I was wrong.
Pinto was a little embarrassed. Isn't it your Han tradition to exaggerate the number of troops when they go out to fight? Is it necessary to say this?
He took a deep breath, lowered his head respectfully, and bent his waist.
Although the stomachs of both parties are like mirrors.
But the facts are not important, what is important is Wu Nian's attitude.
As long as Wu Nian wanted to make peace with Tubo, he would accept his words. On the contrary, if Wu Nian was determined to use force, there was nothing he could do.
In his heart, Wu Nian was inclined to accept this argument.
Tubo was on the mountain, occupying an advantageous position and was in an invincible position. The Han army would never be able to invade the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau and eliminate Tibet.
In this case, Wu Nian could only use gentle means.
This was also the consistent approach of the Central Plains Dynasty towards Tubo.
Accept the surrender of Tibet and allow Tibet to pay tribute. After paying tribute, rewards will be given.
Let's live a normal life, it's good for you and me.
Of course Wu Nian accepted this argument. The Tubo people were at the back, and he had no time to deal with the Tubo people now.
But this matter cannot be accepted lightly.
"Haha." Wu Nian sneered, then said nothing.
As time passed, sweat gradually appeared on Pinto's face. He could only lower his head, not daring to look at Wu Nian's face. If you can't look at Wu Nian's face, you can't observe the changes in Wu Nian's expression.
Just like when he was worshiping the Buddha, he was kneeling on the ground with his head lowered. There was a big Buddha in front of him, exuding majesty all the time.
no way. If Wu Nian chooses not to make peace with Tubo, commercial exchanges between the two countries will be prohibited.
Tubo is in big trouble.
pressure.
It’s a lot of pressure.
Wu Nian looked down at Pintuo's frightened look and smiled with satisfaction. If he didn't frighten the Tubo people, they would think that his forgiveness was cheap.
"I see. I have misunderstood the King of Tubo." Wu Nian's tone slowed down and he said to the eunuch: "Go and bring a chair and ask Master Pinto to sit down."
"Yes." The eunuch on the left bowed, turned around and went down.
"Your Majesty, your Majesty." The pressure on Pinto's shoulders immediately dissipated, a sincere smile appeared on his face, and he bowed deeply and saluted.
Not bad, not bad, I got over it.
From now on, even if you are fine, I will be fine too.
After a while, two imperial guards brought in a grand master's chair.
Pinto sat down and his expression became calmer. He bent down to Wu Nian and said: "Your Majesty. When I left Lhasa, the King of Tibet also told me something and asked for your Majesty's permission."
"Speak directly." Wu Nian raised his hand and said straightforwardly.
"The King of Tubo lost his princess last year and his harem has no owner. He specially sent me to propose marriage." After saying that, Pintuo stood up and bowed to Wu Nian and saluted.
This is his private opinion.
If you can marry a Han Dynasty princess, there will be too many benefits.
Just like Princess Wencheng back then, she brought a lot of culture, craftsmen, and wealth to Tubo. He made important contributions to the development of Tubo.
If the King of Tubo became the emperor's consort, it would also deepen the diplomatic relations between the two countries.
Wu Nian raised his eyebrows when he heard this, then corrected his posture and said to Pintuo: "Master Pintuo. The Han Dynasty was not long ago established, and it is normal for neighbors not to know many things. I will forgive you this time."
"Now I will tell you something. The Han Dynasty does not make peace, cede territory, or make indemnities. It will never marry a princess to a neighboring king."
Pinto was stunned.
If you ask to marry a princess, there is of course a possibility of being rejected. But he never expected that Wu Nian would refuse for such a reason.
No reconciliation, no cession of territory, no compensation.
Nine simple words.
He felt that the Han emperor in front of him was really upright. Far greater than the invisible and intangible Buddha.
"Your Majesty, forgive me. I made a mistake." Pinto quickly bent down and saluted.
"It doesn't have to be like this. I just said, I forgive you." Wu Nian waved his hand at him, and then said with a smile: "No more. Let's take a step back. My two older daughters are already married. There are still a few more. He is young and has not yet reached the age of marriage."
"My generation, the generation before me, and the generation before me, all come from the same lineage. There is no clan daughter who can be called a princess and marry."
"Master Pintuo. Didn't you investigate clearly when you proposed marriage to Tubo?"
Pinto was speechless and could only bend down repeatedly. However, he heard that Wu Nian's tone was brisk and did not mean to blame, and he was not worried in his heart.
Wu Nian smiled and said: "Besides. Why do you kings from neighboring countries always want to marry Chinese princesses? Why can't you Tibetan princesses marry to China?"
"If the King of Tibet has a beautiful and young princess, I can send envoys to Lhasa to recruit her. What do you think, master?"
