"Is there a little difference? I guess it's just a little difference."

Altai didn't know what to say for a moment. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Your Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, no matter what, you cannot kill me, nor can you kill my people at will."

"You have indeed won the battle today, but my Persia still has tens of millions of people."

"Tyranny and random slaughter will only make my people rebel endlessly. But if you can not kill me and let me continue to be the emperor of Persia, then from today on, Persia will be a vassal state of the Ming Dynasty. At that time, I will pay tribute to you every year. I will give you as much money and beauties as you want."

Zhang Wuji smiled slightly: "What you said seems to make some sense, but what if I don't agree?"

After hearing this, Altai became even more panicked; "Your Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, you have no reason not to agree. As long as you let me go, I will be your loyal slave. As long as you let me go, I will shock the Western world for you. As long as you let me go, I will pay tribute to you with many things every year. Am I not a better choice than Timur?"

After hearing this, Zhang Wuji looked at Zhao Linger and said, "Queen sister, what do you say?"

Zhao Linger frowned: "Don't ask me, as for those women of yours, I'm thankful that I can manage the affairs in the harem. How dare I extend my hand to national affairs."

Although Zhao Linger said this, in fact, she still hoped that Zhang Wuji would execute Altai. Persia is a country with strong national strength. How could a country that can support 300,000 soldiers be weak?

If Altai was left alone to recuperate for ten years, he might be able to restore the country's strength to its pre-war level. Wouldn't that be raising a tiger to harm him? But if Persia were given to Timur, it would be a different matter. Beimuer was a Mongol. Even if he conquered Persia, he would have to work hard to suppress the people there. If this continued, even if he could own the land, he would be too busy and exhausted. In that case, his original Timurid Empire would be weak. The Ming Dynasty never needed a powerful neighbor. What the Ming Dynasty needed was a relatively weak but obedient neighbor.

"Sister, I never said that you can't participate in national affairs. Did you mean what you said just now?"

Zhang Wuji asked again, and this time, Zhao Linger re-examined the problem. She sorted out her thoughts, and then said with a smile: "Indeed, I just don't want to get involved in national affairs, but I would like to tell you in advance about the things in the harem."

"Sister Min'er seems to be very optimistic about the girl named Sarina. She always says that Sarina looks the same as she did when she was seventeen or eighteen years old. So, Sister Min'er wants to keep Sarina by her side and let her go back to Beijing with us and live in the harem together."

After hearing this, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but think of Sarina's appearance. She was very beautiful and indeed looked a bit like Zhao Min when she was seventeen or eighteen years old.

Zhang Wuji couldn't help but smile: "If, if Min'er likes that girl, it's okay to bring her back to Beijing. However, if she lives with Min'er in the harem, wouldn't it be inappropriate?"

"After all, Min'er is my woman, and the harem is where couples like us live. If I let her live in, will it have any impact on her, an unmarried girl?"

They were already an old couple, and Zhao Linger had long seen the smile on Zhang Wuji's face. Zhao Linger was very familiar with this smile.

But at this moment, she also felt a little playful: "Young Master is right, the girl is only seventeen or eighteen years old this year. If she lives in our harem in such an unclear way, it will indeed have some impact on her."

"How about this? I betroth her to the soldier who has made outstanding contributions in this expedition."

After hearing this, Zhang Wuji's face changed instantly: "Sister, this, this is not good. She is only seventeen or eighteen years old, and she is a princess of a country. It is not appropriate for you to be a matchmaker."

"So please don't interfere in this matter without permission."

Zhao Linger forced herself to suppress her smile: "Sir, this is a bit unreasonable. I just mean well. Besides, seventeen or eighteen years old is not young anymore."

"In our Ming Dynasty, there seem to be quite a few girls who get married at the age of fourteen or fifteen?"

"She is a princess after all. Logically speaking, you should look down on a princess like her who is of low status, so I want to marry her off to someone."

"What's more, keeping Sarina in our Ming Dynasty is also a means to maintain peace between you and Timur. As long as Sarina is here, we don't have to worry about Timur causing trouble for us."

After hearing this, Zhang Wuji thought for a moment: "Sister, you said that Sarina is a bargaining chip to maintain our relationship with the Timurid Empire. In that case, wouldn't it be better to keep her under our noses? In that case, the harem is really a good place. With you watching over her, there is no need to worry about that girl running away."

Zhao Linger smiled and said, "Sir, didn't you just say that you were worried about the impact on that girl's reputation? Why aren't you afraid now?"

Zhang Wuji was speechless. Wasn't his hint obvious enough? He glanced at Zhao Linger like a bullied child and said, "Sister, I don't think you're as considerate as before."

"You're not as good as you used to be."

"You, I don't want to bother with you anymore."

Zhao Linger laughed and said, "Haha, young master, you are too frivolous. You still want to ignore your sister. Do you have any conscience? I know you like young and beautiful girls. I was just joking with you just now. Don't worry, when the situation calms down, I will let that girl consummate the marriage with you."

"As long as you are willing to do this kind of thing, it's fine. As for what that girl thinks, that's not our concern."

"I believe that you are the best at making things happen."

After hearing this, Zhang Wuji was actually very happy in his heart, but on the surface he still looked reluctant: "Sister, I don't want to hear what you said. I am only doing this for the people of the two countries. Otherwise, who would like that stinky girl."