Jin Dynasty.

Golden man.

Still an adult.

The Jin people and the Great Zhou once had exchanges, but ever since the Jin people captured Kaifeng and abducted the emperor at the time, the emperor died in the Jin Kingdom. Later, Zhu Shan shot and killed the prince most valued by the Jin emperor with an arrow during a battle to avenge the emperor, the two countries have been irreconcilable.

The appearance of the Jin people in the capital was truly a terrifying thing.

Although it was not yet midnight, the hall suddenly fell into silence.

There was no noise at all inside or outside, only the white eyes in the bronze lotus incense burners placed on the tables danced gracefully, showing a bit of agility.

The man standing in the hall smiled.

"If I can be introduced to Your Majesty by Lord Huang, Yu Chihai will die with no regrets." He said, bowing again, "It is an honor."

Mr. Huang smiled and finished writing the last stroke.

"I heard that Lord Yu has beautiful handwriting," he said.

Upon hearing this, Yu Chihai walked over with a smile, sat down respectfully in front of Mr. Huang's desk, and looked at the written characters carefully.

"Mr. Huang's calligraphy really lives up to its reputation," he said. "These three museums can also write regular script so stunningly."

Sanguan regular script is a must-learn for every student. It is considered amazing among these fonts that everyone can write and write well, which shows that it is indeed extraordinary.

Huang Cheng smiled and took the towel beside him to wipe his hands.

"I copied the daily records for Emperor Renxiao for five years," he said. "Emperor Renxiao said at the time that I had no other talents except being honest and good at writing."

Hearing the name of Emperor Renxiao, Yu Chihai stopped smiling and lowered his head with a heavy heart.

"I am also very sad about the matter of Emperor Renxiao," he said.

Emperor Renxiao was the emperor who was captured and died in the Jin Dynasty. He is the grandfather of the current emperor.

The room fell silent again.

Huang Cheng wiped his hands slowly.

"Grief," he said. "Do you know how sad it is to watch someone you love die?"

Yu Chihai described himself as even more sad, and he felt a bit of sympathy when looking at Huang Cheng.

Mr. Huang had just lost a loved one.

"Master Huang," he said, "take care."

Huang Cheng looked at him and smiled.

"No, I mean, it's sad and painful for a father to lose his son," he said, "but it's not as painful for a son to lose his father."

Yu Chihai was stunned. Huang Cheng was a treacherous, greedy, vicious and vindictive man. Now that he had lost his son, he seemed even more abnormal.

Huang Cheng threw the towel on the table.

"It seems that Lord Yu has been living well recently and has the leisure to come to our Kyoto," he said.

Yu Chihai suddenly smiled bitterly.

"Master Huang, if our life was easy, I wouldn't have risked so much danger to come here." He said, "To be honest, I had already taken care of the funeral at home before I came here."

"It's not that dangerous. You're here now." Huang Cheng said.

Yu Chihai saluted Huang Cheng again.

"This is all thanks to Mr. Huang. Mr. Huang's words are as good as gold. Although he is gone, the connections he left behind are still helping us. Otherwise, I really wouldn't have been able to make it." He raised his hand to wipe away tears, "It's a pity that I didn't get to meet Mr. Huang in person."

Huang Cheng looked at him.

"Are you threatening me?" he said.

Yu Chihai sat up straight in front of the desk and leaned over.

"No, Master Huang, I am begging you." He said sincerely, raising his head, "Our life is really hard, winter is coming soon, and that is why we have to come to your territory to borrow some rice and grain to survive the winter. We really have no intention of starting a war."

In the two prefectures, hundreds of civilians were killed, injured, and looted, and more than half of the houses were burned down. In his opinion, it was just a loan of some rice and grain.

Huang Cheng shook his head.

"The barbarians are so shameless," he said.

"Sir Huang, we are begging you sincerely. Winter is coming soon. We can't survive if Duke Cheng keeps hunting us down like this." Yu Chihai lowered his eyes and said bitterly, then raised his head again, "We sincerely beg for peace. We can make up for the previous two incidents as long as the two countries can reconcile."

To compensate, Huang Cheng twisted his beard and smiled.

"I'm afraid Duke Cheng doesn't want it," he said.

"Duke Cheng is Duke Cheng after all. Doesn't the world of Great Zhou still belong to His Majesty the Emperor?" Yu Chihai said, "Isn't it said that His Majesty the Emperor is the most benevolent? Doesn't His Majesty want peace and prosperity for the country and is willing to see everyone suffer from wars?"

Huang Cheng's face darkened.

"It is not your turn to judge right from wrong in front of our Majesty," he said.

Yu Chihai leaned over immediately.

"I was wrong," he said.

The room fell silent again, and the sound of more drums could be heard faintly in the distance.

"Do you want the two countries to reconcile?" Huang Cheng said.

"Of course." Yu Chihai immediately raised his head and said without hesitation, placing his right hand on his chest, "We sincerely hope that Mr. Huang will convey this to His Majesty."

"It's not important what I convey, what's important is what you do," Huang Cheng said.

A smile appeared on Yu Chihai's face.

"We will show your Majesty our sincerity. We are willing to cede the two counties," he said, taking out another gift list and pushing it across the table. "These are our sincere gifts to you, Your Excellency. We have already sent them to your residence."

Huang Cheng didn't even look at the gift list that was handed to him. He picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup of tea.

"I am old, I can't drink alcohol, I can't chew meat, I'm not used to wearing silk or wearing leather boots. These things are meaningless to me," he said.

Yu Chihai took out another gift list and pushed it over.

"Everyone knows that Mr. Huang is a man of high moral character, but he should also consider his children," he said sincerely. "Mr. Huang is gone, but his wives, concubines and children still have to live."

Huang Cheng looked somewhat sad when he heard about his son.

"They all have children, and they are all other people's children." He said, "How many people have returned from the wars in ancient times?"

Yu Chihai leaned forward and nodded repeatedly.

"Sir Huang, he is the Duke of Chengguo, his wife and children are both safe and sound, how could he know the pain of separation from his own flesh and blood." He said with tears in his eyes, "A general's success is built on the bones of thousands of soldiers. For his success, he stepped on the bones of the children of the Great Zhou, the children of our Jin people."

As he spoke, he leaned over to the ground and began to cry.

"My three sons have already gone to the battlefield. I, an old man, really want to go in their place."

Huang Cheng looked at him with some pity.

"You are in such a high position, but you still want to send your son to the battlefield?" he asked.

"My Great Jin is not as vast and rich as your Great Zhou. Now we are forced by Zhu Shan. Not to mention us, even the princes and nobles have to go to war." Yu Chihai said, raising his hand to wipe his tears. "Swords and guns have no eyes. The battlefield is chaotic. Who can care about who? Several princes have been injured. The princes are all injured. My sons..."

As he spoke, he covered his face and bent over the ground.

“I don’t know if I’ll be able to see them again after I go back.”

Huang Cheng looked sympathetic and raised his hand to gesture.

"Lord Yu, please accept my condolences." He advised.

After being persuaded two or three times, Yu Chihai finally stood up.

"I lost my composure. Please forgive me, Lord Huang." He said, covering his face.

Huang Cheng poured him a cup of tea, put the gift list aside and pushed the teacup over to him.

"We are all parents, I understand." He sighed.

Yu Chihai thanked him repeatedly, took the tea and drank it all in one gulp.

"Do you really want the two countries to reconcile?" Huang Cheng asked after a moment of hesitation.

Yu Chihai quickly put down the teacup.

"Sir, if it weren't for this, why would I have come all the way here?" He said sincerely and urgently, while taking out a piece of paper, "Look, this is the seal of His Majesty the Emperor..."

He wanted to pass it over, but Huang Cheng didn't take it.

"In that case, it all depends on your sincerity," he said.

"We have just expressed our sincerity to you, sir. We will cede..." Yu Chihai said hurriedly.

Huang Cheng raised his hand to stop him.

"This is your sincerity to the world. I am asking, your sincerity to His Majesty," he said.

Is the sincerity shown to His Majesty different from what the world sees?

Yu Chihai was slightly stunned.