Princess Min'er glared at him unhappily.
"How am I being indecent?"
Even as she said this, she still sat upright.
"You're being nosy now. What, have you decided to come back to Tibet with me and become a prince consort?"
Fang Qing subconsciously looked at Fang Zhu, and rarely saw Fang Zhu with an impatient yet embarrassed expression on his face.
"Never. I invited you here today to talk to you about the divine fire."
The person who had just been smiling gradually lost their smile upon hearing this.
"You covet our Tibetan sacred fire? Do you know that in Tibet, coveting sacred objects is punishable by beheading?"
She instantly became like a provoked cat, her fur standing on end as she looked at the three of them warily.
"We didn't intend to steal your sacred artifact; we just wanted to use it to help us destroy something," Fang Qing quickly said.
"What is that?"
"I'm afraid we can't tell the princess now."
Princess Min'er's eyes darted around.
"I can't make that decision myself. I have to go back and discuss it with my father, but he definitely won't agree."
Zhao Shi'an, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke up.
“Go back and tell your father that if he agrees to let us use the divine fire, we will sell grain seeds to Tibet. If he does not agree, then I’m really sorry, but we Dali are not obligated to continue protecting you from the harassment of neighboring countries.”
As soon as Zhao Shi'an finished speaking, Princess Min'er frowned and looked at him.
Are you threatening us?
"I wouldn't dare threaten them; I'm just expressing my determination to cooperate with Tibet."
Princess Min'er laughed in exasperation.
In all her years, this was the first time she had ever seen someone express their determination like this.
rogue.
"Hmph, you're quite arrogant. But who are you to speak such grandiose words? Is this what your Emperor of Dali meant?"
Min'er sized up Zhao Shi'an.
I just heard Fang Zhu introduce Zhao Shi'an as Lord Zhao from the capital.
But she knew it couldn't be some high-ranking official; after all, which high-ranking official from the capital would risk coming here?
"I currently hold no official position in the imperial court."
Min'er smiled.
"If you can't make the decision later, then what you just said was just nonsense, wasn't it?"
Min'er gave him a rather childish glance.
Then he looked at Fang Qing.
"Sister, you are a county princess, why did you marry such a useless man?"
Zhao Shi'an's eyes turned cold as he stared straight at Min'er. Fang Zhu could feel the murderous aura emanating from him.
Fang Zhu poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Min'er.
"What nonsense are you spouting?"
Fang Qing smiled and looked at her.
“My husband used to hold a high-ranking position in the Imperial Court, but now he works for the Emperor outside the court, so he naturally does not hold any official position.”
Min'er didn't know what the cabinet meant, but Zhao Shi'an did seem very powerful.
"Can you really make the decision to sell us the grain seeds?" Min'er asked.
"nature."
"Alright then, I'll go back and discuss it with my father."
Min'er finished her tea and originally wanted to stay and play for a while, but Zhao Shi'an's gaze was really unfriendly, so she had no choice but to say goodbye.
After everyone left, Fang Zhu said to Zhao Shi'an, "Don't take it to heart, she's just a child."
"You're really protecting her," Zhao Shi'an sneered.
"After all, she is a princess of a country."
Fang Qing brought Min'er back and sat down next to Zhao Shi'an.
"Look at the way you were just now, you almost scared people."
"What's wrong with me? I'm perfectly normal."
Zhao Shi'an didn't really think his complexion was that bad, since he often looked like that.
Fang Qing shook her head helplessly and asked, "You just said you could sell the seeds to Tibet. Can you really make that decision?"
Although Tibet relied on Dali, Tibet was still a country. They could sell grain to Tibet, but they couldn't necessarily give them seeds.
"It's not a matter of whether I can make the decision, but the imperial court had already considered selling the seeds to Tibet a few years ago. After all, our imperial court sells grain to Tibet at the lowest price every year, which is almost a loss-making business. It would be easier to use grain seeds to directly control them."
Fang Qing and Fang Zhu both looked at Zhao Shi'an.
"You just said you'd exchange grain seeds for the use of divine fire..."
"They're just using this year's grain seeds. How could they know that some grain seeds need to be replaced every year?"
Fang Zhu almost burst out laughing.
Indeed, cunning.
It sounds like Tibet got a huge advantage, but that's not the case at all.
"Do you think the Tibetan king will agree?" Fang Qing asked.
From what Princess Min'er just said, they regarded the divine fire as even more sacred than Fang Qing had imagined. However, Princess Min'er's expression changed when the divine fire was mentioned.
"Yes, the divine fire can't control the food supply for their people, but it can."
Sure enough, the next day, news came from Tibet that the Tibetan king wanted to see Zhao Shi'an to discuss the matter in detail.
Princess Min'er was the one who came to deliver this message.
"Lord Zhao, please come with me."
Zhao Shi'an got up to leave with her, but Fang Qing grabbed his hand.
“I will go with you.”
Knowing that Zhao Shi'an would refuse, Fang Qing said, "The Sunny Seeds are mine. It's not unreasonable for me to participate in your negotiations, is it?"
Before Zhao Shi'an could speak, Princess Min'er nodded.
"Of course, it would be even better if you could go, and you could also share some of your farming experience with us."
Fang Qing went over too, and Fang Zhu became worried.
“I’ll go with you.”
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