When Min Yun mentioned the princess of Southern Xinjiang, his meaning was self-evident.
Xiao Yuan smiled bitterly and said: "To tell you the truth, my children are still underage. Even the eldest daughter, Princess Qingluo, is only eleven years old."
Min Yun said: "This minister knows that Miss Meng Ling just celebrated her tenth birthday two months ago."
Xiao Yuan raised his eyebrows.
Min Yun continued: "Your Majesty, what Chief Meng Ya means is that he hopes to get engaged to the Great Qin. When Miss Meng Ling and Hairpin are born, they can get married to the Great Qin."
"And this time I came to Beijing to escort Miss Meng Ling. I hope to learn cultural etiquette in Chang'an and ask for your majesty's permission."
Xiao Yuan understood what Meng Ya meant.
This is a good thing.
And with this marriage, it will be easier to handle the southern Xinjiang issue in the future.
But before he could speak, Prime Minister Liu Yuzhi stood up and saluted seriously: "Your Majesty, Chief Meng Ya has such a good relationship, how can we refuse it? Moreover, the eldest lady of Southern Xinjiang has a distinguished status. If she can form such a marriage with a certain young master, , it’s a beautiful thing.”
"Yes, Your Majesty, I hope the Prime Minister will accept your advice."
"I second the proposal"
"I also second the proposal."
For a time, the ministers of the DPRK and China came out one after another to express their own opinions, but without exception, they all wanted to promote this matter.
In fact, it is not difficult to understand that the ministers are all thinking from the political perspective of Qin's southern Xinjiang.
Xiao Yuan didn't say he disagreed, and looked at Liu Yuzhi and said: "Then from the perspective of the Prime Minister, which prince must have this fate."
Liu Yuzhi had already thought about it carefully: "I think the sixth prince is the best."
Xiao Yuan thought for a moment and quickly made a decision. He nodded and said, "Since Chief Meng Ya has such good intentions, let's make this marriage a reality. I am also very happy to be able to become my in-laws with him."
When the ministers heard this, they breathed a sigh of relief, for fear that this good thing would have some twists and turns.
Min Yun was overjoyed and saluted excitedly: "Such a good match is truly a match made in heaven."
The sixth prince, Xiao Chen, was the son of Concubine Xue. Min Yun knew very well that the emperor's first wife and three concubines were the royal family, and the sixth prince was the son of the royal family.
The atmosphere of this court meeting was harmonious, and both parties were very happy. The minister of Qin believed that this marriage was beneficial to the country, and Min Yun completed several tasks assigned by Meng Ya.
After finishing the matter, Xiao Yuan also said: "Please go to the post house to rest first. I have asked people to hold a dinner in the palace to welcome you."
"Thank you, Your Majesty—" Min Yun shouted.
After the court meeting, the ministers left the palace, and Min Yun went to visit Chang'an to have a deeper understanding of the Central Plains culture. This was also one of his itineraries.
As for the ministers of Qin, as usual, they were walking and chatting in twos and threes.
Jiang Yi was walking with Jia You and said: "Meng Ya from Southern Xinjiang is much smarter than the previous Nanman King. Not only has he always been close to the Central Plains, but this time he even facilitated his daughter's engagement with the Sixth Prince and became married to His Majesty. My dear, your strategy is extraordinary."
"It's a clever move, and it has something to do with the recovery of Dongyi." Jia You said: "This is also the result that our country hopes to see. With this relationship, as long as the Beidi is conquered, the southern border will be self-defined."
Jiang Yi hissed: "Listening to Mr. Jia's opinion, your Majesty will pacify Mobei sooner or later?"
Jia Youfei answered the question: "His Majesty's strategy towards southern Xinjiang has always been tolerant, hasn't it? Now with this marriage, we can handle it better politically in the future."
"But Beidi's attitude this time was also very respectful, and he paid a lot of tribute."
"Your Majesty has a clear mind as to whether Beidi sincerely surrenders and whether he will invade the Central Plains again."
Chang'an Main Street.
Min Yun was strolling around accompanied by several guards.
Kyoto is the political and cultural center of the world, with a dense population and constant business travel.
The imperial city buildings and major streets are bustling with people, showing the prosperity of Chang'an.
Nanjiang and others have never seen such prosperity before, and they looked around and were dizzy.
"There are so many people in Chang'an."
"The streets here are really wide and big. I have never seen such a prosperous market."
“Don’t make such a fuss and embarrass yourself.”
Just as he was talking, by coincidence, there happened to be a group of Beidi people in front of him.
"My lord, the envoy from Beidi." A follower said.
Min Yun glanced at the other party: "They are also here to visit the capital, so don't pay attention to them."
After saying that, I walked into a bookstore.
"A few guests, please come in. The shop has all kinds of pens, inks, paper and inkstones. You are welcome to choose as you like." The shopkeeper greeted him.
"Isn't it a bamboo slip?" Min Yun looked around and was quite surprised.
"The bamboo slips and silk were used in the past and were extremely inconvenient. Nowadays, literati use this." The shopkeeper took out a piece of paper and handed it to Min Yun: "Look, it is more convenient to write on this, and it is easier to bind and more convenient." carry."
Min Yun studied it and was greatly surprised: "What is this?"
"Paper."
"Paper?" Min Yun didn't say any more nonsense: "Okay, I want this pile, how much does it cost."
"Okay, here are two hundred sheets, a total of 20 coins."
"Here." Min Yun had exchanged some copper coins when he came. He knew about the currency of the Qin Dynasty, but he had not paid attention to the use of paper.
After leaving the bookstore, he also said: "This paper is a good thing. I wish I had found it earlier. Please ask Emperor Qin to give us the relevant technology."
"We have already asked for agricultural guidance. If we make such a request again, we will not make Emperor Qin angry," the attendant said cautiously.
"Yeah, I'm too embarrassed to speak." Min Yun was unsure.
Then he added: "By the way, has Miss Meng Ling gone to the palace?"
"Already at the palace." The attendant said.
At the same time, Mu Lianying was in the palace.
The female officer Chu Ning is holding Meng Ling's little hand here. She also took the little girl to get acquainted with the palace.
"I've met my empress."
"No need to be polite."
Mu Lianying looked at Meng Ling.
With a pink face, delicate facial features, and big, bright and beautiful eyes, when I first came here, I felt curious, fearful, and timid.
Such a cute girl.
Mu Lianying's heart moved and she moved slightly to the side.
Chu Ning understood, stepped forward and saluted and whispered: "Your Majesty, this is the jewel in the eye of Meng Ya, the leader of Southern Xinjiang, named Meng Ling. Your Majesty has been engaged to the sixth prince, and asked your Majesty to take care of it on your behalf."
"Ah?" Mu Lianying was surprised at first, and then she felt happy.
Because she has a great affinity for Meng Ling.
Well, she is an absolute beauty, and her appearance is endearing.
"Okay, you go to Mingxin Hall and pack up a good place to live." Mu Lianying remained cold and said: "Arrange two more palace ladies to take care of daily life, and you will take care of it yourself."
"Don't worry, Madam." Chu Ning bowed and retreated.
After he left, Mu Lianying also called out gently: "Ling'er."
"The Imperial Concubine." Meng Ling responded weakly, lowering his eyes and looking at Mu Lianying with some fear.
"Call Auntie." (Female elders, don't take it seriously)
"Auntie."
"Linger, be good, come, aunt will take you to see where you live."
Mu Lianying looked gentle and held Meng Ling's little hand.
Mother's love overflows directly.
(End of chapter)
