People from the Qing Kingdom and the Northern Qi Kingdom gathered together, no one spoke, and the atmosphere in the room became increasingly depressing.
Just when the leaders of the Northern Qi State were getting impatient, Xin Qiwu, a negotiator from the Qing State, said angrily: "There is no way that the territory of a state occupied by our imperial army can be returned to you."
The leader of the Northern Qi Kingdom turned cold when he heard this and retorted: "That is our territory!"
"You are going to the territory? I am returning the territory to you, oh, oh, tsk, tsk, you can go back if you want. If you have the ability, send troops to fight. Otherwise, I will announce first that the negotiations are suspended. After the two dynasties fight again, , if we continue talking, will you do it?"
These remarks made Fan Xian on the side stare. Come on, is this what you told me to be polite and polite? ? ?
"You, you, you, you are vulgar!" the leader of the Northern Qi Kingdom said angrily, pointing at Xin Qiwu.
"I've seen your face a long time ago. In short, I can only say one thing: It is impossible for my army to return the territory of a state occupied by my army, and you have to pay me for the expenses of the army's departure!" Xin Qiwu said He rolled up his sleeves, stood up and stepped on the tea table, looking like a gangster.
"How can we continue talking with you with such an attitude?"
"Huh! There's nothing to talk about in the first place."
Just when the two sides were at a deadlock, there was a burst of hurried footsteps outside the house. The Northern Qi attendant quickly ran in, leaned close to the Northern Qi leader and whispered: "Sir, the latest news is that the leader of the spy planted by the Qing Kingdom in our territory has been arrested. Caught!"
After finishing speaking, he handed the letter in his hand to the leader of the Beiqi team. He glanced at it briefly and the leader of the Beiqi team laughed a few times: "Master Xin, our conditions will never be compromised in this negotiation. There is a new message on this note. The news and our conditions are also written on it, you can take a look at it first, we will talk about it tomorrow, and you can also check the authenticity of the news."
After saying this, everyone in the Northern Qi Dynasty stood up and left. Xin Qiwu picked up the letter, read it, and said in a low voice: "This is bad."
After this negotiation, several more negotiations took place over several days before the final decision was finalized.
During the Qing Dynasty, in the inspection hall.
"Tomorrow's night banquet will bring together hundreds of officials. Northern Qi courtiers and Dongyi envoys will gather together. It can be described as a grand event." Chen Pingping said to the two people in front of her.
"Is there any movement in Zhuang Mohan?" Yan Ruohai, the general manager, asked.
"I disappeared once since I entered Kyoto. Since then, I have been sitting in the house quietly reading a book and have not done anything else." Zhuge, the organizer of the first department, replied.
"That's weird. The great literary master of Northern Qi came all the way to Kyoto, and ended up doing nothing, just to have a banquet tomorrow?"
"What will happen at tomorrow's banquet will be known to the whole world in an instant."
"What the dean means is that Zhuang Mohan might be planning to cause trouble at tomorrow's banquet?" Zhuge asked.
"If there is an attempt, it will happen tomorrow night."
"Then what should we do?"
"You don't have to do anything, just watch."
Zhuge frowned and said, "Wouldn't that mean we lost the initiative?"
"There is no other way. No one knows what Zhuang Mohan wants, so there is no way to prevent it. Another thing is that there is news from Northern Qi that Quanzi has been captured or his identity has been revealed." Yan Ruohai said solemnly.
"Is there anyone among the Northern Qi spies who snitched?" Zhuge asked.
"Not from Beiqi."
"You mean Kyoto? But Bingyun's lurking in the Northern Qi Dynasty is a top secret. Apart from His Majesty, only the people in our inspection institute know about it. Is it possible that someone in the institute is traitorous?"
"Why can't it be?" Yan Ruohai asked with a cold face.
Zhuge's expression changed and he cupped his hands towards Chen Pingping and said, "Dean, I think this matter should be investigated thoroughly immediately."
"No need."
"Dean, this is a serious problem!"
When Chen Pingping saw that Zhu Ge was still like this, a stern look flashed in her eyes and she said: "This matter is over now, no need to mention it again!"
"yes."
... ...
In the Fan Mansion in another place.
"Dad, you are looking for me."
"I'm back, come sit here."
In the pavilion, the Fan family's father and son sat opposite each other.
Fan Jian said while reading the book: "The negotiations at Honglu Temple have come to an end. We need to be more steady when we go to the temple tomorrow."
"Are you talking about the banquet tomorrow night? Is there anything wrong with this meal?"
"Qingguo cannot compare with Northern Qi in terms of literature, let alone compare with other dynasties. But now that Qingguo has given birth to you, everyone is placing their hopes in Qingguo's literary world on you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Xian spurted out the tea he had just drank.
"Me? That's right!"
"A few days ago, the poem "Wanli Sad Autumn" you wrote was rated as the best seven-character poem in the world by the scholars of our dynasty. Even scholars from other dynasties praised your seven-character poem. Many people said that you are talented at your age. With such an achievement, the future will be bright.”
"This...are you going tomorrow night?" Fan Xian asked.
"The banquet tomorrow night is mainly for Honglu Temple and the Ministry of Rites. What am I going to do as the Minister of Household Affairs?"
"Here..."
The next day, Youshi.
In the Qingguo Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests, ministers walked in in twos and threes.
"Oh, Mr. Fan, stop looking around and take a seat quickly." Xin Qiwu pulled Fan Xian and quickly walked back to his seat.
"Hey! Lao Xin, there are still a few empty seats there, who are they prepared for?" Fan Xian asked, looking at the seats near the main seat.
"I don't know about this, but to be able to sit in the same class as the prince, the second prince, and the eldest princess means that he must be a noble person who is very close to the palace."
While the two were chatting, a man with a sword walked in from outside the hall. When he reached Fan Xian's seat, he gave him a cold look and walked towards his seat.
"Master Fan, Master Fan." Xin Qiwu shouted in a low voice when he saw Fan Xian staring directly at the man.
"Huh? What's wrong?" Fan Xian asked after coming back to his senses.
"Are you okay?"
Fan Xian shook his head and asked, "Why can that man enter the palace with a sword?"
"The disciples of Sigu Jianmen have always kept their swords from their bodies. His Majesty has authorized him. He is the Grandmaster of Dongyi City and the first disciple of Sigu Jianmen, Yun Zhilan."
"Yun Zhilan..."
"The two female assassins you killed on the street that day were his disciples. This time Dongyi City sent a mission to Kyoto for this reason."
Not long after Yun Zhilan took his seat, Zhuang Mohan slowly walked in holding a scroll. All the officials present stood up and saluted. Zhuang Mohan nodded in response and sat down in his seat.
At the same time, a high-pitched shout sounded from the back hall.
"Your Majesty is here!"
Everyone in the hall stood up, knelt down or bowed to salute.
"Sit down." Emperor Qing said after sitting down.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
When the officials stood up, they discovered that there were two young men coming out of the back hall with His Majesty. However, these two men were a few steps behind and were not saluted by them.
"My dear nephews, please take your seats."
Emperor Qing raised his hand and pointed to the seat on his right side.
