Emperor Ling of Han was the last powerful emperor of the Han Dynasty, a figure who could have altered the course of history, yet he became the root cause of the empire's collapse.
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Upon hearing Yuwen Qi's question, Liu Hong, seated on the throne, smiled slightly.
"The army of the Great Han is naturally commanded by the generals of the Great Han. As for your soldiers, the generals of the Great Han will not interfere."
Regarding the coordination between the two units, I will send a Han envoy to mediate.
"That would be best. May I ask Your Majesty, who you intend to send to our ministry? This humble servant will be able to make preparations in advance!"
Hearing that the Han general had no intention of interfering in the command of his tribe's soldiers, Yuwen Qi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he began to care about the envoys and thought about communicating with them in advance.
Liu Hong said with a smile, "You know this person too? He's none other than Liu Qian, the newly appointed Vice Minister of Rites!"
"That would be for the best. On behalf of my entire department, I thank Your Majesty for your divine grace!"
Upon hearing that the envoy was none other than his future brother-in-law, Yuwen Qi was overjoyed and quickly bowed to Liu Hong on the throne to express his gratitude.
Subsequently, after discussions between Liu Hong and his ministers, Yuwen Mohuai was granted the title of Marquis of Monan. In name, the Monan grasslands, along with the territory of Tanshihuai, were all assigned to the Yuwen tribe's leader.
Subsequently, Liu Hong issued another decree, allocating 5,000 sets of discarded armor from the Northern Army and giving them free of charge to the Yuwen tribe.
In addition, Liu Hong ordered the Ministry of Revenue to sell the 100,000 shi of old grain stored from the previous year, as well as some stored coarse salt, spirits, silk, and other items, to the Yuwen tribe at normal market prices.
Faced with these benefits, Yuwen Qi happily expressed his gratitude repeatedly.
The day after the two sides signed the peace agreement, Liu Hong issued an imperial edict to bestow a marriage upon Liu Qian and Yuwen Rong, and dispatched officials from the Ministry of Rites to begin arranging their marriage.
On the night of his wedding, Liu Qian arrived at the bridal chamber slightly drunk.
Looking at his newlywed wife sitting nervously on the bed, Liu Qian smiled slightly, then stepped forward and sat down next to Yuwen Rong.
Liu Qian took Yuwen Rong's small hand and said softly, "Little Rong, you seem a little scared?"
Upon hearing this, Yuwen Rong shook her head and said softly, "Ever since I met my husband that day, I've fantasized about how wonderful it would be to marry a gentle and refined gentleman like him. I never imagined that my fantasy would come true. Now that I'm with my husband, I'm not afraid of anything..."
By the end, Yuwen Rong's voice was barely audible.
For her, as a person sent for a political marriage, her fate was already sealed. Now that she was able to marry the person she loved, she was naturally very satisfied.
Upon hearing Yuwen Rong's deeply affectionate words, Liu Qian was slightly taken aback, a hint of guilt flashing in the depths of his eyes.
Liu Qian reached out with deep affection and embraced Yuwen Rong.
Feeling the beauty in his arms, Liu Qian whispered, "Xiao Rong, His Majesty summoned me before and is preparing to send me as an envoy to your tribe!"
Upon hearing this, Yuwen Rong's face lit up with joy, and she looked up at Liu Qian with anticipation.
"Is my husband going to help our tribe?"
Liu Qian nodded: "Yes, we not only need to help your tribe resist the sandalwood tree, but also help your people live a good life!"
Yuwen Rong's eyes shone brightly: "So, in the future, our tribe's people will be able to wear colorful clothes and eat abundant food, just like the people of the Han Dynasty?"
Liu Qian smiled and said, "Yes, your tribe's people can live like the people of the Han Dynasty!"
"That's wonderful!!"
Yuwen Rong was overjoyed to receive Liu Qian's affirmation.
"My husband, thank you. It's so good to have met you..."
As she spoke, she wrapped her arms around Liu Qian's waist even tighter, buried her head in his chest, and her face was full of joy and happiness.
Liu Qian reached out and gently ruffled Yuwen Rong's hair, saying softly, "You're welcome, it's what I should do!"
Yuwen Rong then raised her head, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Liu Qian, her face flushed.
"My lord, it's getting late. Let me serve you!"
"good!"
Liu Qian smiled and nodded, then helped Yuwen Rong lie down.
The bed curtains fell, and two figures intertwined, confessing their love...
January 25th.
After spending a few days at home with his new wife, Liu Qian received an imperial edict from the emperor.
After receiving the imperial edict and the imperial regalia, Liu Qian began packing his belongings.
After getting everything ready, Liu Qian also found Yuwen Rong.
“Xiao Rong, His Majesty said that I can take you back with me on this mission to your tribe.”
Yuwen Rong shook her head: "My husband, I am yours now. This is my home. I'm not going anywhere else!"
"With my wife by my side, what more could a husband ask for!"
Upon hearing this, Liu Qian, deeply moved, embraced Yuwen Rong.
Yuwen Rong also said affectionately, "My husband, please take care of yourself on your journey. I will wait for you to return here."
Liu Qian said softly, "Okay, you take good care of yourself too."
After a heartfelt farewell, Liu Qian left the mansion with a few attendants.
After meeting up with Yuwen Qi and the others, the group left Luoyang and headed north.
Accompanying the delegation were Cao Cao, Liu Bei, Sun Jian, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, and several political instructors from the Military and Political Affairs Department, as well as more than a dozen Confucian scholars.
Shortly after Liu Qian, Cao Cao and others set off, a team dispatched by Tan Shihuai also arrived at the shore of Hulun Lake, where the Northern Wuhuan were located.
Inside the main tent of the Northern Wuhuan, after reading the handwritten letter that Tan Shihuai had sent him, Shefu shook his head with a wry smile and then tossed it aside with a bored expression.
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