Qin Che shook hands with him: "I should be the one saying that. I'm the one who's been waiting for your good news."
Duan Wujiu's lips twitched, and he turned to leave.
Qin Che's request, translated, is—
I want to be enfeoffed as a king and prime minister on the tenth wall, to lead the people and command the army, to wear a sword and shoes in the palace, to enter the court without hastening, to be praised and worshipped without being named, to be granted the Nine Bestowments, to wear a crown with nine tassels, to be granted the authority to command the imperial axe, and to travel in the emperor's carriage!
Don't talk to me about childish things like marrying a princess.
Yes, it's very easy to get down there.
Duan Wujiu didn't know how to go back and tell the eldest prince and Gu Lao.
Although it's an outrageous demand, for the current royal family, only by offering these things can they gain extraordinary favor.
This is the price they have to pay.
Do they really think that marrying a princess to them will bring them extraordinary support?
Qin Che wanted more.
At the very least, we need to offer more than Fu Xian would be open to discussion.
...
Purple Castle hasn't hosted a banquet like this in a long time.
What's particularly striking is that the organizers were foreign ambassadors, a diplomatic corps led by Wei Tuozhi.
They invited socialites from Purple Castle, as well as members of the Crocodile Head Group and some high-ranking government officials, who gathered here tonight.
Inner Hall
A large crowd gathered.
The nobles, dressed in the finest attire and exuding elegance and poise, presented their invitations and were invited inside.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is the bustling cityscape of Zibao, which, while not as prosperous as the western border pass, is still quite pleasing to the eye.
Slender maids and attendants carried trays as they walked through the crowd.
The nobles raised their wine glasses and gathered around the diplomatic ambassadors, including Wei Tuozhi, Wu Ming, and Zhou Sen, chatting happily and exchanging toasts.
Unfortunately, most of the people who came to congratulate him were from the Grain Crocodile Group of Zibao.
"Congratulations! Your side has secured grain resources in the southwest and east. With synthetic starch and a solid livestock industry to support it, the No. 1 wall will be at your mercy."
"In my opinion, this means we have taken control of half of the desert. With food in hand, we can feel at ease."
"I've heard that the Old City is currently being managed by a high-ranking elder from the First Wall Council? Could you elaborate?"
"Alas, the new grain industry is about to mature, and a trade war is about to begin with natural crops..."
"This is not contradictory. What we are solving is the hunger problem of the poor. The supply of natural agricultural products will not be cut off. The grain exports of No. 1 Wall will rely on high-end markets in the future, that is, regions where wealth is concentrated."
"Hehe, rich people eat what's grown in the land, while poor people eat porridge, right?"
"In any case, if the hunger problem can be solved, it will be beneficial to the entire desert. Once productivity increases, quantitative changes will lead to qualitative changes."
Wei Tuozhi and the others, pandering to the crocodile heads' flattery and sycophancy, could only manage a forced smile, but their eyes remained fixed on the military industry personnel gathered in small circles not far away.
They come from Zibao Military Industry Group, which uses a military design plant as its headquarters. They have trade relations with seven or eight major raw material cities in the southwest region. The upstream suppliers are basically not present today; they are all bigwigs and group representatives in the downstream industrial chain, which is hard to arouse any interest.
“This is not good. None of the upstream suppliers have arrived. These people are all here to freeload. Just now, someone mentioned the Sandcastle market to me. He also wanted to bypass the Purple Castle policy and secretly intervene. I rejected him.” Bai Ji, the intelligence expert of the Psychic Special Operations Team, walked up with a wry smile.
Song Fang, also an intelligence expert, patted him on the shoulder: "Don't have too high hopes. Yao Yunli, the leader of Zibao, is a smart man. Knowing that we are holding a banquet, he also held a similar banquet at the leader's residence. I heard that the people who went were all upstream suppliers and core personnel in the military industry."
"This is a complete slap in the face..."
The two exchanged a glance and looked at their team leader, Wei Tuozhi, who was not far away.
He was chatting and socializing with a group of people, and he handled the situation well.
"At least we have the support of the grain crocodiles," Song Fang shrugged.
Bai Ji asked, "What does Team Leader Wu plan to do?"
Song Fang: "Controlling the food supply means controlling the lives of these people. The method is actually very simple..."
Bai Ji frowned. "Is this really going to escalate to an unbearable level?"
"This is the only way. If soft tactics don't work, we'll have to use hard ones. At least we can still cause a scene at Purple Castle if he doesn't agree..."
At this moment, Tang Wu and Hu Zhi from the combat team also came over.
What are you talking about?
Bai Ji truthfully recounted the topics he had just discussed with Song Fang.
Hu Zhi snorted coldly and said, "Why not just make a scene? Aren't they all having a gathering? Just rush in and kill them all, wouldn't that clean them up completely?"
Tang Wu rolled his eyes at him: "Then we'll really be making a formidable enemy. Besides, if we kill all those important figures, the military industry market in the southwest region will completely collapse. Do you think we can sort things out with just a few of us? That's impossible."
"Nothing is impossible. If we're going to cause trouble, we don't have to resort to violence. We have other methods."
Lan Ke and Rong Zhen from the defense team also came up, pointing to Wu Ming and Zhou Sen who were whispering to each other.
"The team leaders have just decided to meet with Yao Yunli ahead of time for a meeting. Although none of the suppliers are here, those who are present are still quite important and we need their support."
"How so?"
Suddenly, a commotion broke out in the inner hall.
A group of people rushed in from outside, completely surrounding the hall from the inside.
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