The man sitting on the dragon chair squinted his eyes, and his expression could not tell whether he was happy or angry.
"Then according to the Prime Minister's wishes, which princess should be sent to get engaged?"
"Of course it's the young master..." The word "main" has not yet been finished.
Then he was hit hard on the head by a memorial.
There was a "pop-" sound.
The man sitting in the supreme position looked down at the world, and with a stern look on his face, he threw the memorial in his hand onto the opponent's head.
"Fortunately, you are still the prime minister of the Canglan Kingdom. The enemy is about to attack at the doorstep, but you let me sell my daughter for glory! What a prime minister, what a prime minister who understands the right and wrong for the country and the people!
I dare not go into the enemy camp alone to sue for peace. Instead, the city is thinking about how to cut off the bloodline of my royal family! Let my daughter go to sue for peace today, and my son will be used as a hostage the next day! Will I have to let my daughter go as a hostage in the future? I want you to enjoy your time in Canglan peacefully and sing and dance peacefully before going to the bloody battlefield?!"
The Prime Minister was startled and quickly explained: "Your Majesty, this is not what I meant..."
"Then what do you mean?"
Mu Han looked directly at the prime minister and said in a cold tone: "Even the Minister of Rites knows that Canglan is a big country. If we face the provocation of such a small country, we have to endure and retreat. Who else will congratulate Canglan in the future?
Or, if some small countries are dissatisfied in the future, can they unite with other neighboring countries to pay tribute to Canglan and Canglan can only tolerate it? !”
"It's a shame that you are still a prime minister, and you don't even have the most basic ability to feed the king, serve him, and share his worries! I don't think you need to join the court as an official, just drag him down and give him to--"
Mu Han, I want to say just drag him down and chop him down. After all, this is his usual style. No one can survive if he makes him unhappy.
Just thinking about Nuobao and the little girl's milky voice made him be a good wise king.
He suppressed the irritation on his brows and said, "Drag him down and think about it for half a month. I don't want to see him again. When will I figure it out? When will I come back? If I don't figure it out, just resign and go back to my hometown!" "
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty! I just made a slip of the tongue for a moment. I didn't mean anything else. I beg your Majesty to forgive me!"
The Prime Minister's wails echoed in the hall, but no one dared to intercede for him. Perhaps His Majesty had become much better-tempered some time ago.
He didn't drag people down and behead them at every turn, which gave them the illusion that His Majesty was easy to talk to.
It also gave the Prime Minister a signal that Nuobao was not of much importance to His Majesty.
But what?
The tyrant has so many sons, but to put it bluntly, the one he really likes is this daughter!
If it were his sons who were being taken out by the Prime Minister to make a baby kiss today, His Majesty would never be so angry.
The royal family members have seen a lot of patriarchal people, but this is the first time they dote on their daughters like this. Maybe it's because things are rare and valuable.
But in the eyes of the Minister of Rites, the little princess is really good at everything.
As someone who wanted to do great things in Canglan, he was even promoted to the position of prime minister.
The Minister of Rites immediately kicked the Prime Minister's good leg with a voice that was very small but could be heard by everyone:
"It's really ridiculous. What kind of barbaric land is Beiming? There are a bunch of uncivilized primitive humans there! They are worthy of having a baby kiss with our little princess, and they are not even worthy of carrying her shoes!"
He boasted, "Who doesn't know that the little princess is cute and well-behaved, and her face can kill those idiot sons of North Pluto in an instant, okay?"
Mu Han narrowed his eyes and looked at him, "Do you think my daughter is very good?"
"This is natural!" the Minister of Rites flattered him, "I heard that the little princess is very concerned about your majesty's physical condition. She has several elder brothers whom she respects very much, and even more..."
"You said it so carefully and accurately, you pay attention to her every day?" The man's displeased voice sounded, "You think she is very good, and you are reminding me that you are afraid that I don't know as much as you, an outsider?"
ah?
What is this and what?
The Minister of Rites was stunned, "That's not what I meant..."
He felt that his flattery had touched the horse's hooves, so he explained hurriedly, "Of course I don't think the little princess is...well, it's not that I think the little princess is very good. No, it's because His Majesty is not as good as your Majesty to the little princess." A more comprehensive and profound understanding!”
"So you think she's not good?"
Minister of Rites, "..."
Help me, help me, help me!
It doesn’t matter if you say yes, let alone no, what kind of answer can satisfy you?
Seeing that the Minister of Rites was about to faint, the Minister of Hubu took a step forward and said, "Your Majesty, the Prime Minister said that although a marriage is too much, the reason for going to war is to avoid wasting people and money! Your Majesty, why don't you think about it. If we really want to fight, Who should be sent to fight? Who can afford to fight?"
At this time, winter had already entered in Beiming, with heavy snow falling everywhere, and everything was covered with icy frost.
The soldiers on Canglan's side are not suitable for the weather there.
If a fight breaks out, let alone the exhaustion of traveling and traveling to get there, let’s just say that if you get a cold, you won’t be able to fight!
"Your Majesty, I am willing to lead troops to attack Beiming."
At this time, a cool and pleasant voice sounded.
"You are willing if you say you are willing. Anyone can fight this battle. The key is how to win this battle quickly and beautifully!" Shangshu Tobe replied without even looking back.
Who would have thought that the man continued, "This king can put an end to the war in the border areas within three months by issuing a military order."
What?
This king?!
Everyone looked up, looking for the reputation, and saw that the person speaking was their famous War King in Canglan, who used his troops like a god?
Shangshu Hube's expression changed.
If someone else said this, he would definitely ridicule you. If you say three months, it’s three months. What qualifications do you have to be confident here!
Either it really can't be won quickly, or if you issue a military order and chop off your head, what's the use?
However, looking at the inhumane eyes of the War King at this moment, he shrank into a quail and stumbled, "The War King is our God of War in Canglan. He uses his troops like a god. Every time he sends troops, he will be victorious in every battle. If the War King is willing If we go on an expedition, I have no objections!"
"Beiming has been letting his soldiers burn, kill and loot on the border for these years. Especially in winter, when they have no food to eat, they even attack the city and bully the people of Canglan!
If we don't fight, the other side will think that we are afraid, and the people on the border will be preyed upon by them even more in the future! People who are not my race must have different hearts. Beiming has tasted the sweetness, and naturally he will no longer be satisfied with a small city, and must definitely summon The small border country continued to attack the next city.
When the time comes, let alone saying that the people will be spared from the suffering of the war, if Cang Lan does not send troops, the people will probably die in vain at their hands! This battle must be fought! Beat them until they are afraid, beat them until they are convinced, and break their backs!
I would like the guests to come, and I would rather suffer a lifetime of infamy than to save the people of Canglan from the suffering of being bullied for thousands of generations!"
Mu Heng raised his eyes, looked at the tyrant on the dragon throne, and said, "You only need to give me an army of 100,000 people and prepare enough food and grass."
