Chapter 314: Marrying He Zhaojun?
Dezheng Hall.
Those old ministers who advocated peace had been looking forward to the arrival of Huhanye Chanyu for a long time. Now they were all in high spirits, standing aside, looking at Yuan Shanjian, Wen Ziduan and others with their noses raised, and finally felt proud.
Soon Huhanye Chanyu will give the order to kill He Zhaojun in the court and never see the light of day again. Let's see how arrogant this little girl can be!
Furthermore, as the Third Prince's consort, He Zhaojun was clearly a formidable threat. Wen Ziduan alone was difficult enough to handle, and with He Zhaojun in tow, it was likely they would soon be forced to submit petitions for retirement, return home, or perhaps even die in disgrace.
"Third Prince, it's thanks to Huhanye Chanyu's sincere desire for peace that we didn't cancel our journey because of Huyanju's death. If not, how could you have the nerve to sit on the throne of the Third Prince if the border war reignited?"
Someone opened fire in a sinister tone from behind. Wen Ziduan and Ti Houshan heard it clearly and couldn't help but frown. Even if He Zhaojun killed two more, the peace talks between the Southern Xiongnu and the Han Dynasty would have to continue.
If the relationship between the two sides remains tense, not to mention that the Southern Xiongnu will be attacked from all sides and have a hard time surviving, if the bloodthirsty Zhizhi Chanyu unifies the entire northwest, the Han Dynasty's border will truly be in turmoil forever.
To them, Hu Yanju was just a legitimate reason. Unfortunately, these cowards still believed that as long as the two sides negotiated, they could rest assured.
With the support of the Han Dynasty, the two sides joined forces to repel the Northern Xiongnu. The Han Dynasty was also willing to trade with the Southern Xiongnu, exchange what they had, and teach the people of the Southern Xiongnu how to survive, such as weaving and farming, so that they no longer had to live by the water and run around.
If the two sides join forces and fight a tough battle, they can at least gain peace for thirty years.
Emperor Wen waved his hand, hushing these corrupt people to speak up and disgrace themselves. "Huhanye Chanyu, it was I who failed to protect your uncle. Our dynasty is willing to make amends with sufficient sincerity. If you have any requests, feel free to raise them."
Tihoushan placed his right hand on his left chest, bowed slightly, and saluted Emperor Wen. "It's not that I intentionally asked for it, but my uncle holds great prestige among the people. I cannot explain his death to the people of my tribe."
Upon hearing this, the old ministers at the back quickly assured Tihoushan, "Huhanye Chanyu, if peace talks are possible, Your Majesty will certainly satisfy all your requests."
"Oh? How about letting the Grand Herald be the envoy and accompany the Chanyu to the Xiongnu to teach the Xiongnu people in person to show our dynasty's sincerity?" Wen Ziduan tried to stop him with words indifferently. Sure enough, the old man behind him took a few breaths and stammered for a long time without saying a word.
"This old minister is old and frail, so naturally I cannot accompany the Chanyu to the northwest. However, this plan is feasible, it is feasible..."
Emperor Wen also nodded. "This time, the envoy not only needs to help Huhanye Chanyu drive out the Northern Xiongnu and win a victory, but also shoulders the important task of helping the Xiongnu tribes to civilize. This choice is indeed worth considering."
Wen Ziduan clenched his fists under his sleeves. Although his expression did not change much, the confusion in his eyes fully demonstrated that he was in a very bad mood at the moment.
Ti Houshan saw a figure flash behind the screen, and the corner of a woman's clothes retracted. It seemed to be Cheng Gongling whom he had met before. He suddenly realized what Cheng Gongling said. This was the way to break the deadlock.
He raised his eyebrows and took two steps forward: "Your Majesty, I have an unwelcome request. I would like to ask Your Majesty for someone."
"Who?" Emperor Wen paused tapping the table with his fingertips.
"He Zhaojun."
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