Chapter 749: Xiao Nuobao's tit-for-tat
In fact, there is a plan that has been in Xiao Nuobao's mind for many times.
That is to take advantage of the Japanese's greed for resources, and play a big chess game to make the Japanese food extinct!
Xiao Nuobao quickly sorted out her thoughts, and then leaned close to Mu Yihan's ear and told her all her plans.
After listening, Mu Yihan's pupils trembled, "You want to lure the enemy deep into the country, use marriage as bait, and make a clever plan to overturn half of Japan..."
"Nuobao, how did you think of such a neat and clever plan?!"
Mu Yihan almost clapped his hands in approval. He was always deep, but this time, he was surprised by the lady.
Little Nuobao held up the chubby arm, his face more determined than ever before, "It's useless to try to stop the boiling water by stirring it, we have to remove the firewood from under the cauldron, Daddy, since I'm the princess of the Southern Ji Kingdom, I should understand this principle."
"Besides, this is just a trap, not a real marriage, so for us, it's almost a win-win situation."
The little guy finished speaking, his expression changed from serious to cunning, and he blinked his eyes with a smile.
Mu Yihan's originally surprised expression was also somewhat broken by the little guy's amusement.
Seeing that the little cotton-padded jacket was so determined and so responsible at such a young age, he couldn't help but feel a great sense of pride in his heart.
"Okay, since you want to do it, then daddy will risk everything, and we have to make this happen!"
Mu Yihan's brows relaxed, he raised his hand and pinched little Nuobao's cheek, and then it was settled.
So, in the next few days, the palace seemed to be sitting still.
But in fact, it was a big chess game played by Nuobao and his daughter!
At the instruction of Mu Yihan, several ministers pretended to be sad and kept submitting memorials to the Qinzheng Palace.
Outside the palace gate, after every morning court session, many court officials could be seen with unhappy faces, complaining about something.
As for those people who asked for orders, they were soon driven away "angrily" by the Minister of War Bai Jian.
"Huh, you feel sorry for the princess? Who feels sorry for us ministers?"
"Sending a princess will obviously solve the problem, but the imperial teacher refuses to express his opinion. It's really a headache."
When Bai Jian left, his cheeks were flushed and he complained loudly on purpose.
All these appearances were seen by the Japanese spies. Of course, they were overjoyed and quickly reported it to the two envoys.
Upon learning this, Fengjian and Ammonite were naturally happy and regarded it as an excellent signal.
The ministers were all unhappy. What did this mean? It meant that Mu Yihan was already alone and should have agreed to the marriage sooner or later!
But these two people didn't know.
Everything they saw and heard was deliberately arranged by Mu Yihan to let them know.
Although at this time, the news that the cotton warehouses in Laicheng were empty had already spread.
However, Fengjian and Ammonite were all immersed in their momentary pride and did not pay much attention to the matter.
After all, they were confident that they had already disrupted the cotton prices this winter, and the people would surely suffer.
So right now, the most important thing is to bring Mu Yihan's only flesh and blood back to Japan.
And soon, more than half a month passed.
Finally, in the inn where Fengjian and Ammonite lived, they received the oral order from the palace that they had been waiting for for a long time.
Mu Yihan suddenly agreed to the marriage between Nan Ji and Japan. As for the specific matters, two envoys had to be invited to the palace for detailed discussions.
After hearing the oral instructions, Fengjian and Ammonite were overjoyed and immediately celebrated with a big drink in the inn.
Ammonite was so excited that he almost danced, "Fengjian, our efforts have not been in vain. Sure enough, the national teacher of Nanji Kingdom has really compromised!"
Fengjian was born in a royal family, and he was even more proud at this moment.
"Hahaha, it seems that this national teacher and the former old Emperor Murong are just the same kind of people. We played them around. My king is really wise. He can play such a good game!"
The two of them laughed and talked non-stop, and only fell asleep happily after getting drunk.
The next day was the day when they were going to enter the palace to meet Mu Yihan.
In the early morning, before the hour of Chen.
A carriage came to the inn and picked up the two envoys.
Seeing that Nanji treated him with courtesy, Fengjian became even more proud, thinking that because of the cotton issue, the Nanji Kingdom was really under their control.
The carriage swayed through the cold wind of the early morning and came all the way to the palace gate.
Fengjian and Ammonite looked at each other, raised their heads to look at the red walls, and then they puffed their chests high and walked through the palace road arrogantly.
When they walked all the way to the gate of Qinzheng Hall, Wu Que glanced at them sideways, stepped forward sternly and said, "Two foreign envoys, this is a sensitive area of the imperial palace, so please take off your cloaks and outer jackets to avoid carrying weapons!" Fengjian
and Ammonite didn't think much about it and took off their coats neatly.
Afterwards, Wu Que took a look at the young master in the hall, and then said, "Oh, you can't keep these long boots. Who knows if there is a short blade hidden inside? Please hand them over to the family."
The two foreign envoys hesitated for a moment.
However, thinking of adapting to local customs, they did not refuse. They took off their boots and stepped on the cold stone slabs wearing only a pair of thin socks.
At this time, the two of them only wanted to capture the national teacher as soon as possible, but they had no idea what they would face next...
At this time, Xiao Nuobao was already sitting in the hall, having breakfast with Mu Yihan.
In the Qinzheng Hall, the ground dragon had already been burning hot.
Little Nuobao was holding a freshly made soup pot, sitting on the armchair, waving his little feet comfortably, eating the sugar-roasted chestnuts in front of him.
Fengjian and Ammonite stood in the vent, and soon, the temperature of their bodies was rapidly lost, and they began to shiver.
After waiting for a long time, they were not summoned to come in, and they could not help but look up.
At this time, they saw that in the warm hall, Mu Yihan was wearing a black robe, not only did he not look anxious, but his face was calm.
And... peeling sugar-roasted chestnuts for his daughter? !
Fengjian was dumbfounded.
Wait, they are told to freeze outside while the Imperial Master is inside... coaxing the children?
Didn't they say they were here to discuss marriage? !
As for the little Nuobao sitting on the other side, she was even more comfortable.
She lazily lay on the small table, fiddling with the sugar-roasted chestnuts in her palms, eating one from time to time, smelt her little mouth, and then deliberately smiled at the outside with her little white teeth.
"What is she doing..." Fengjian widened his eyes.
Why does it look like a provocation?
At this time, Fengjian and Ammonite were only wearing a thin quilt and quilt pants. In the cold winter wind, they were gradually frozen to the point of graying their faces, and their upper and lower teeth kept chattering.
The heat from the hall and the aroma of chestnuts made it even harder for the two to stand, and they were in great pain.
Soon, their legs were so cold that they almost lost feeling, and they could only shiver and complain...
"What do they mean by this... this, this, it's too cold, Ammonite-kun."
"Kazama-kun, I, I, I'm almost dying, promise me, if I fall, you must hold me up, okay?"
Wu Que was so happy when he saw this, he didn't obey anyone but the young master.
It also let these two thieves taste the feeling of being without cotton and being in the biting cold winter!
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