Naturally, there was nothing much to say about this banquet.
The Crown Prince held a rare banquet to celebrate the success of Longyou Road's uprightness and improvement. It was also a celebration of the victory in the Battle of Phoenix Ridge.
After all, this is a great victory since the crown prince of the Qian Dynasty supervises the country.
Naturally, we couldn't celebrate Li Linfu's incident, because it was treachery and harmed the country, and it was the prince's duty.
The battle at Phoenix Ridge was to put down the rebellion.
Xiao Yi didn't want to celebrate at first, because the rebellion was also an internal chaos in Daqian. Wasn't the reason for the rebellion because there was a problem with the rule of Daqian?
This kind of pacification can be regarded as a duty, but it is also a shame, right?
However, the ministers did not think so, and the soldiers who participated in the battle did not think so.
In addition, Xiao Yi didn't want to be serious all day long like a bitter and resentful prince in charge of the country, so he had to balance it with kindness and severity.
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In the east wing of the house where Murong Academy lives, on the lacquered wooden table, red wax as thick as a thumb is lit, and the candlelight flickers, glowing like the clouds.
She had a complicated look on her face and walked lightly into the wing. Under her willow eyebrows, Qiu Shui's bright eyes were lost in thought, but she saw Hai Lanzhu walking towards her.
"Your Highness, Princess, why are you worried about this?" Hai Lanzhu asked with concern.
Murong Xueyuan came to the embroidered couch and sat down. Her gloomy brows and eyes were filled with trance, and she said softly: "Xiao Yi is too strong. I'm afraid there will be no rivals in Daqian. Even the several prefects and princes are no match for him." .”
"Eldest brother underestimated the Wanyan clan, and now the losses are not small. If we really capture the gold thief, I am afraid there will be a lot of casualties. And if the prince of the prison country consolidates the territory of Daqian, he will definitely have a million troops."
"In the future, it will be a problem for Dayan to defend Baoding Pass, let alone go south."
Murong Yin united with Meng Yuan and planned to devour the gold thief because the gold thief was too unhuman.
Jump left and right.
Looting everywhere.
Not only the land of Beiyan, but also the northern land of Daqian and the east side of Mengyuan were all plundered by Dajin's iron weapons, which was really unbearable.
In order to strengthen Beiyan, Murong Yin naturally used large amounts of gold to hone his own army. The Eight Banners army totaled more than 200,000 people.
The key is that the bitter cold land in the northeast of Beiyan can no longer support more people. There are many people, little land, and few supplies. If it does not expand, there will definitely be civil strife. The Lord of the Eight Banners will also exploit the people for his own benefit. As a result, the officials forced the people to rebel.
In order to prevent such a thing from happening, Murong Yin could only start to mobilize troops. Only in this way can the conflict be diverted, the people of Beiyan can breathe a sigh of relief, and the army that has been raised for many years can have a place to use. .
However, what he didn't expect was that Wanyan Wu Qimai, Wanyan Zonghan, Wanyan Zongwang, etc. were all first-class generals. The Jin people's military strategy of ten thousand households, fierce security, and conspiracy to defeat was also extraordinary.
If it weren't for Meng Yuan, it's not certain who would win between him and Dai Jin.
But even so.
If you want to swallow the land of the Jinren, it will take a lot of effort.
On the Daqian side, Xiao Yi has eradicated Li Linfu and put down the rebellion of the Li thieves. He will soon put down the Dong thieves and Yuan Shao. The situation is very good.
Daqian is getting better and better, and the pressure on Beiyan is increasing.
Hai Lanzhu was also very worried, but still comforted Murong Xueyuan and said: "Your Highness, the Emperor is wise and powerful, and the mere gold thieves will definitely be pacified soon. We should believe that the Emperor is the one."
Murong Xueyuan sighed softly, her starry eyes reflected the flickering candlelight, and said: "At the beginning, I also firmly believed that elder brother could become successful, but now..."
It's probably going to be difficult now.
Xiao Yi has become a mountain that is difficult for Murong Yin to cross.
If you want to defeat this mountain, I am afraid Dayan will pay a huge price.
Hai Lanzhu could only continue: "Your Highness, you are worrying too much."
Murong Xueyuan was about to speak when suddenly there was movement from outside.
Under the candlelight, Xiao Yi's face was glowing red, and he was swaying a little as he walked. Lu Chong and other East Palace guards were faintly escorting him outside.
Seeing this, Murong Xueyuan quickly stood up to greet him.
"Your Highness."
A pair of moist, starry eyes full of autumn water lifted up and looked at the unsteady prince. He had no choice but to grit his teeth slightly, stepped forward and supported Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi looked at Murong Xueyuan with warm eyes and asked with a smile: "Are you bored at home?"
"Are you homesick?"
Murong Xueyuan helped Xiao Yi sit down, then asked Hailanzhu to prepare the sobering tea, and replied: "I feel a little homesick."
Xiao Yi looked at Murong Xueyuan, who had a calm expression and slightly cold eyes. She was worthy of being the eldest princess of Dayan, with a peerless appearance.
Then he said warmly: "I will let you go back later."
Murong Xueyuan was stunned for a moment, and then she knew what Xiao Yi meant. She still remembered that he said that he wanted to make herself the queen of Beiyan.
His eyes became even colder.
Xiao Yi seemed to be unaware of it. He took off his boots directly, lay down on the bed as if he were at home, and said: "There is news that your elder brother has made some gains, and the gold thief suffered heavy casualties on his way east. , Wan Yanwu begged for money and sent an envoy again, saying that he could give up five cities, 10 million yuan of money and jewelry, etc., and asked Daqian to send troops to suppress Meng Yuan and Bei Yan."
Murong Xueyuan pursed her pink lips, frowned slightly, looked at Xiao Yi who was relaxed and carefree, and asked softly: "Your Highness shouldn't have agreed, right?"
Xiao Yidao: "Of course not. Didn't your eldest brother already present a gift in front of all the civil and military officials? Six cities, plus the money."
"So, even if the golden thief is destroyed, I can still get six cities."
"Why send troops to suppress Meng Yuan and Bei Yan? Isn't it destroying the original covenant at the Xuanzheng Palace?"
"It's completely undesirable to waste Daqian's troops."
"Why should I agree?"
When Murong Xueyuan heard this, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but then she remembered something and asked, "So, the day of pacifying the golden thieves is near?"
She got too little information now.
It is not easy to send news from the north.
She is now in the capital as a hostage, and everything is under Xiao Yi's surveillance, so she must be careful about this hidden stake to avoid being discovered.
This line.
The important thing was not to deliver the news about Beiyan to her, but that she had to deliver the news about Daqian to Murong Yin.
Xiao Yi said: "Absolutely."
When Murong Xueyuan heard this, her starry eyes were condensed and crystal clear, and she asked softly: "Then...after the golden thief is defeated, how should His Highness treat Beiyan?"
This is an obvious temptation.
Xiao Yi looked at Murong Xueyuan's dignified and elegant snow-like face and looked at it for a long time. However, Murong Xueyuan showed no sign of avoidance or shyness. Instead, she also looked at Xiao Yi.
"You should abide by the original covenant and be friends from generation to generation."
Murong Xueyuan pursed her lips and looked at Xiao Yi without saying anything.
No, this... why is this holding her hand?
Murong Xueyuan was naturally a little disgusted, but she also felt a little like being electrocuted. Astonishingly, her slender body had fallen firmly into the young man's kind palm. Under the willow eyebrows, it was like the shear of Xiaoxiang Chushui. Shui Mingming stared at Xiao Yi, his eyes even colder.
The other party is taking advantage of others' danger.
Xiao Yi ignored Murong Xueyuan's sharp eyes and played with these delicate hands. There were some differences between women in the Northeast and those in Guanzhong and Southeast.
Murong Xueyuan turned away her green haired head, lowered her cold eyebrows, her expression was calm, and she did not withdraw her jade hand, just to stop Xiao Yi from playing with it.
She knew that sooner or later such a day would come.
Naturally, Xiao Yi would not be frightened by Murong Xueyuan's cold eyes and said, "I have come here this time to ask you something."
Murong Xueyuan said coldly: "What do you want to ask?"
She thought she was the queen again or something like that.
Xiao Yi asked warmly: "Have you ever thought about Beiyan's future?"
When Murong Xueyuan heard this, her delicate body felt as if struck by thunder. She looked at Xiao Yi with some confusion and said coldly: "What does your highness mean by this?"
So...have you seen Tuqiong Dagger again?
Xiao Yi smiled slightly, pulled Murong Xueyuan into his arms, and said: "Beiyan is located in the northeast. It seems to be a bitter and cold place, but it is a black land there!"
Murong Xueyuan was about to struggle, but after hearing Xiao Yi's words, she suddenly became quiet.
Xiao Yi's eyes flashed with a sly light, and he continued: "It is another large area of plain land. Although it is black land, it is a truly fertile land, but you have wasted such a treasure land."
"If we can cultivate the land properly, it will definitely become a big granary."
When Murong Xueyuan heard this, her heart skipped a beat, her eyes were as full as water, she looked at Xiao Yi opposite him quietly, and a bright light suddenly flashed through her heart.
Thinking deeply about it, my mood was complicated and inexplicable for a while.
"Now...I'm afraid it's too late and there's no way to open up wasteland, right?" She thought of Beiyan's current situation and other things, and her eyes were no longer so cold.
Xiao Yi said softly: "The black soil of the cold land is not suitable for some grain types, but the dry land is rich in resources, and there are also crops that grow in the north. There are ways to cultivate crops that can withstand the cold."
Xiao Yi said, but his hands became dishonest.
Murong Xueyuan was attracted by his words, and for a moment, she didn't even notice.
"Besides this, there is also commerce. Ginseng, robes, pheasants, and large insects from Changbai Mountain are all rare things."
"You used to only cooperate with Xiao Zheng in private, which was somewhat inconvenient."
"But what if we trade with Dagan?"
"In this way, both merchants from Daqian and Beiyan can communicate with each other."
"And Gu can charge more business taxes, and you can charge more business taxes too."
"Businessmen value profits, and for money, they are definitely willing to go all the way."
"As long as the business tax is reasonable and acceptable to them, it will be a lot of tax every time you go there."
Murong Xueyuan really didn't think of this, and neither did her eldest brother.
When I heard it suddenly, I felt like a new world had opened up.
He just raised his head and looked at Xiao Yi, wanting to ask something, but, "Well..."
However, when he saw the shadow approaching, Xiao Yi had already come close to him, grabbing the soft sandalwood mouth that was as smooth as a cherry and was attacked, and soon the soft breath filled his nose.
Murong Xueyuan's eyes widened in disbelief. Just as she was about to stretch out her hands, she was hugged tightly by Xiao Yi. For a moment, her mind was in a state of confusion and she didn't know where to go.
After a while, they separated.
Murong Xueyuan immediately struggled to get up, looked at Xiao Yi angrily, and scolded: "You...you?"
Xiao Yi pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Why, don't you want the people of Beiyan to live a better life?"
Murong Xueyuan fell silent immediately.
Xiao Yi was very honest, holding his head in his hands, lying there comfortably, and said, "You know how to work for relief, right?"
"There are many, many good ideas in Gu's head. You just send back a work-for-relief plan. In fact, it is still unknown whether it is good or bad."
"What is suitable for Daqian may not be suitable for Beiyan."
“What is suitable for yellow soil may not be suitable for black soil.”
"Governing a big country is like cooking a small dish. Everyone knows this, but there has never been a definite conclusion on how to make a good dish through the ages."
"Because the times are different, the country's system is also different, and the emperor and courtiers in each period are also different."
"Therefore, there are also the nine-level Zhongzheng system, the three provinces and six ministries system, etc. It is not easy to find a path that suits you."
"But for Gu, it's actually not that difficult."
Murong Xueyuan bit her lip lightly and looked at Xiao Yi with complicated eyes. Finally... she slowly stepped forward and lay in Xiao Yi's arms again.
Xiao Yi held the beauty with both hands, just holding her.
"Actually, I really hope that we can have good relations with each other without resorting to war, because only in this way can all people in the world live a good life."
Murong Xueyuan didn't say anything. She had complicated thoughts now and felt that she had fallen into a trap.
But Xiao Yi was using conspiracy and she couldn't refuse.
Xiao Yi also talked about some benefits of commercial interoperability, which was enough bait.
Then he talked about other things, such as how he commanded Ruoding in the battle of Phoenix Ridge, and how the spring plowing on Longyou Road was going.
It looks like Mrs. Wang is selling melons and boasting about herself.
However, Murong Xueyuan knew that this was also important information.
An hour later.
The night is already deep.
Xiao Yi did not sleep at Murong Xueyuan's place, but left directly after saying some caring words that Murong Xueyuan could go out for a while to relax.
But Murong Xueyuan looked hesitant, looking at Xiao Yi, hesitating to speak, and almost spoke, leaving Xiao Yi to spend the night.
After Xiao Yi left.
Murong Xueyuan was tossing and turning and had difficulty falling asleep.
She seemed to have guessed what Xiao Yi wanted to do, but because of this, she became more hesitant and worried.
Xiao Yi returned to the East Palace and did not go to Dongyuan, but to Xiyuan.
Li Qiuya, who had not seen Xiao Yi for two months, had lost weight and her eyes were a little dull.
Even when Xiao Yi was standing in front of her, she never came back to her senses until she heard Xiao Yi's voice and felt the familiar warmth.
"Your Highness...!"
Li Qiuya burst into tears.
She thought Xiao Yi had abandoned her.
Xiao Yi said kind words again and again, comforted her for a while, and then simply carried Li Qiuya to the bed.
It's hard to tell outsiders how crazy this night was.
As the saying goes:
Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win over countless others in the world.
