Yan Miaoling's surrender was really a high-profile one, mobilizing a large number of troops, as if she was afraid that the people would not know about it.
Not only were they protected by a bunch of imperial guards, palace maids, and eunuchs, but they were also dressed ostentatiously.
A gorgeous lotus-pink brocade gown, embellishing her waist, gave her a celestial figure. A pale purple fox fur cape draped her shoulders. A complex jeweled headpiece, adorned with matching colors, flanked by two lifelike golden phoenix hairpins, representing rank and status (only worn by empresses, princesses, and consorts). The gently swaying step of her hairpins, a buyao (bu shaku), revealed the wearer's demeanor and upbringing with every step.
How could Huo Yanzhong agree to enter the rebel territory for negotiations when he knew that he would not end up well?
Not only did he not take Princess Deyan Yan Miaoling seriously, he even stood on the city wall and sneered, "Hmph, woman, I advise you to go home early to take care of your husband and children. Don't overestimate your abilities on the battlefield. If you dare to come again, I will not be polite to you!"
The old thief recovered after three months of nursing. He wasn't just obsessed with fame and wealth, but also with his second son's death. From the tower, Yan Miaoling could clearly see the greed and malice in his eyes. But she didn't care.
She took out a silk handkerchief to wipe the corners of her eyes, and said some touching and righteous words about putting the overall situation first before leaving sadly.
I thought to myself, damn, I've lived in modern times for almost 30 years and I've never participated in any performances. Even when she was asked to perform at the company's annual meeting, she declined.
As a result, after traveling through time, he was forced to unleash his acting potential.
Lan Shang and Jiang Yutang, who were following behind him, were considered the more impulsive among the ten men.
Lan Shang, "Ling'er, why do you have to be so subservient and make yourself a laughing stock? If you really want to use illusion to control me, I'll do it for you!"
Jiang Yutang, "That's right! Among the 100,000 Northwest Army troops that have been mobilized, there are relatives of mine. Why don't I borrow some soldiers and lead them on a surprise attack tonight? I'll definitely make that old villain cry for mercy!"
Only Xuanyuan Mingchen remained silent, wiping his sword calmly.
Yan Miaoling didn't say much.
After eating and drinking, washing up, lie down and sleep.
On the second day, the third day...for ten consecutive days, she dressed up luxuriously and went to the city wall, appearing as Princess Deyan, who stood up for justice.
Huo Yanzhong couldn't stand it anymore and frequently ordered people to shoot arrows to drive them away.
Of course, Yan Miaoling didn't need to do these things herself. As long as she had her right-hand men by her side, she would be safe.
Her forbearance and sincerity not only won the sympathy of the people and the soldiers in the city, but also finally made the city's counselors see the trick. They suggested to Huo Yanzhong, "General, if we continue, it will damage the reputation of our Southern Army. Why not pretend to negotiate and let them into the city first? Then..."
His eyes were full of calculation, and he made a gesture to silence the witness.
Huo Yanzhong was a military commander, not as patient as a civil official. He had indeed been annoyed by the harassment of a woman these days, so he waved his hand and said, "Okay, I'll do as you say!"
In this way, on the eleventh day after arriving at the city, Yan Miaoling was finally let in.
They entered in the morning, but didn't come out until sunset. Just when everyone thought Princess Deyan was in danger, the city gate was opened. Huo Yanzhong rode on his horse and personally escorted Yan Miaoling out in a carriage.
In the end, Huo Yanzhong was willing to surrender and hand over the three cities, but he needed the imperial court to confer him the title of Duke of Anguo, a hereditary title.
At this point, the civil unrest ended completely.
All the officials in the court were delighted, and many of them praised Princess Deyan.
That’s it, Yan Miaoling’s little idea was achieved.
However, what was shocking was that Huo Yanzhong suddenly suffered a heart disease on his way to the capital to receive his reward and died inexplicably.
It caused a lot of sighs.
But when a person dies, everything is over, and no one cares too much about what is true or false.
All we know is that Huo Yanzhong's eldest son inherited the title on his father's behalf and brought his brothers and family to Beijing. A year later, he was convicted of deceiving the emperor and sentenced to have his entire family confiscated.
The seventh prince lost his protection and was demoted to a commoner by the emperor. He was exiled to Ningguta and was never allowed to enter Beijing again.
Of course, this is all in the past.
Now that the civil unrest has subsided, Yan Miaoling has temporarily relaxed and started thinking about more opportunities to accumulate reputation.
...
"Ling'er!" At the gate of the princess's mansion, Yan Miaoling, who was about to get on the carriage, was suddenly stopped.
She turned around and smiled harmlessly when she saw the person coming. "It's Brother Jin. I haven't seen you for a while. What are you busy with?"
It was great that the fish came to her before she even took the initiative to attack.
Jin Xuhe's wealth grew, and his attire became more extravagant. But no amount of wealth could compensate for the growing disparity in social status between him and her in this era that prioritized agriculture over commerce. His surprise was replaced by a sense of inferiority. He took a few steps forward, lowered his eyes, and bowed, "I, your humble servant, greet Princess Deyan..."
Yan Miaoling gathered up her wide sleeves and grabbed his wrist. "No need to be so polite. It's only been a short while since we last met. How come we feel so unfamiliar?"
Seeing that Jin Xuhe still hung her head and refused to get up, she laughed as cheerfully as a lark, "Hahaha, Brother Jin, we are sworn siblings. You haven't forgotten, have you? Just because I'm a princess, can I cover up this fact?"
Her laughter was very healing and finally made Jin Xuhe feel less restrained.
He stood up and smiled. The handsome gentleman smiled, which was very pleasing to the eye. "Ling'er, please stop making fun of me, your brother."
He looked up and realized... after only a few months, the woman before him had transformed. With makeup on, her rosy cheeks and rosy complexion were enhanced by a touch of charm and flirtation amidst her playful and lively demeanor. Against the backdrop of her elaborate palace attire, she looked resplendent and elegant, unattainable.
The question he had asked when he came here was stuck in his mouth, and he was speechless for a moment.
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