A moment later.
Deputy General Zuo stood in front of Ling Shumo and conveyed He Huiyuan's meaning.
Ling Shumo asked in disbelief, "He Huiyuan is saying that she can get the Beilin Empire to voluntarily become a vassal state of Chisha without sacrificing a single soldier. Not only will she have to pay us a large amount of gold, silver, and jewelry, but she will also have to send the Beilin Empire's two most beautiful and talented princes to marry us?"
Deputy General Zuo didn't quite believe it, but since General He did say so, she could only nod and say, "To reply to Her Royal Highness, it is like this."
Ling Shumo couldn't help but laugh, "If she can really do this, then I must write a memorial to the Queen Mother, requesting that she be promoted to a first-class general."
After Deputy General Zuo left.
Shi Qi couldn't help but roll his eyes. "This General He is such a boaster, he even says such unrealistic things. Although the struggles among the upper echelons of the Beilin Empire are chaotic, their rulers are not fools. How could they cede cities and pay tribute for no reason?"
Ling Shumo didn't make any sarcastic remarks. Instead, she said with great interest, "He Huiyuan's words do sound a bit exaggerated, but she dares to act like that. Maybe she really has the ability?"
Seeing Ling Shumo's reaction, Shi Qi put away the contempt on his face and said, "If this General He is truly a talented person, then Your Highness the Crown Princess has truly found a treasure on this trip."
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As June arrived, the weather in the imperial capital began to warm up, but the wind in Blackwater City on the border remained as cold as a knife. A recent heavy rainstorm had left the ground a muddy mess, even the warhorses' hooves caked in mud.
The central military tent.
Ling Shumo, the supreme commander of the Chisha Empire's current march, sat at the main seat. Opposite her, the middle-aged woman in a narrow-sleeved, dark-gold, four-clawed python robe, was Zhao Honglin, the regent of the Beilin Empire, who now held military power. The regent had traveled all the way to Blackwater City today to submit the documents establishing the Chisha Empire as a vassal state on behalf of the Beilin Empire's royal family.
But the Regent's face showed no sign of humiliation or flattery. She laughed heartily and raised her glass, "Your Highness, this glass of wine is in your honor. Let us celebrate our win-win situation in advance."
Ling Shumo drank the wine in the glass in one gulp and looked at He Huiyuan who was sitting next to him. "I suggest that we toast General He together. If it weren't for General He's eloquence that persuaded the Regent, we wouldn't be drinking together today."
The Queen Regent laughed again, then, with a hint of dissatisfaction, she asked the attendants beside her, "Where are the two brothers Bei Yiqing and Bei Yibai? Didn't we say that they would come together to perform for Her Highness the Crown Princess? Why haven't we seen them yet?"
Bei Yiqing and Bei Yibai are the tenth and eleventh princes of the old emperor of the Beilin Empire. Both of them are born to the queen. One is the most beautiful woman in the Beilin Empire, and the other is the most talented young man in the Beilin Empire.
The attendant wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "I will go out and urge them to come in."
To the southeast of the central army tent, there are rows of simple wooden courtyards, where live the beauties, cattle and sheep that the Beilin Empire pays tribute to the Chisha Empire.
The cattle and sheep lived in warm, airtight huts, while the beauties dressed in silk and satin could only sleep in large bunk beds with leaking roofs.
The young man, dressed in the attire of a court attendant of the Red Sand Empire, sneezed in the cold wind and rubbed his numb hands. "Those in there are the princes of the Beilin Empire. Their residences may not be magnificent, but they shouldn't be drafty places like this. I think even the shacks next door for cattle and horses are better than theirs."
Oh my god, I'm freezing to death. I used to think serving the princes was an easy job, but now it seems even easier than feeding cattle and horses in a shack."
The attendant standing opposite the young man asked him with a smile, "Who is currently in power in the Beilin Empire? And who is the person representing the Beilin Empire to negotiate with our Princess Crown Princess?"
The young man blurted out, "The Regent of the Beilin Empire."
The attendant asked again, "Whose blood are the princes living there?"
The young man answered without hesitation, "Of course it's about the old emperor of the Beilin Empire who died of illness." He asked in confusion, "Why do you keep asking me questions that even idiots know?"
The attendant clenched his hand into a hollow fist and knocked it on the boy's head. He was almost amused by the boy's stupidity. "Yes, the prince living in there is the old emperor's bloodline, not the regent's son. His Royal Highness the Regent of the Beilin Empire will not care about their life or death."
The boy finally came to his senses at this time.
Yes, the current ruler of the Beilin Empire is Regent Zhao Honglin. The Seventh Princess of the previous emperor, now crowned emperor, is nothing more than a puppet emperor. The princes living in the wooden house claim to be here for marriage, but if the Crown Princess wants them to become slaves, the Regent of the Beilin Empire won't even ask a question.
The young man stared at the most handsome man inside through the tattered white curtain, sighing, "The Tenth Prince of the Beilin Empire is truly a beauty like a fairy. I always feel that he shouldn't appear in such a simple house."
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