Huo Xiaolong sat there, his face contorted with rage. No, he had to send someone to follow Da Nier. He was genuinely afraid of her negotiation skills; they were all based on emotion and sincerity.
There's absolutely no skill involved.
The assassins from Zhanchen Tower who have found new employment have gone to work with someone else, this time the Grassland King. Their main task is to prevent the Grassland King from fighting with the Grassland spies.
Da Ni'er was very obedient. She wore fewer jade pendants as instructed, and she wore one less, which belonged to her second brother.
The jade pendant worn by the Imperial Preceptor on his waist is the largest and most eye-catching.
"king."
The way people greet her now is different from what they did in Pingyang County. Those people there might not have respected Da Ni'er, but now, no one on the grasslands doesn't respect her.
"Speak, what do you want from me?"
The dark-skinned girl put down her riding whip, crossed her legs, and sat down in a chair, bowing and greeting the woman in front of her.
“It was Honghua who sent us to find you.”
"I know. Tell me, what is it?"
"Is Wang willing to stop here?"
Hearing this, the girl raised an eyebrow and asked.
"What do you mean? Explain in detail."
"Honghua has been lurking in the Great Yan for decades, making countless efforts for the grasslands and sending back countless intelligence reports. It seemed that the Great Yan was about to fall into internal strife and would soon belong to our grasslands, but who knew... you..."
"Who knew I killed the Imperial Advisor and seized the throne?"
The dark-skinned girl stood up and looked at the people in front of her.
As Da Ni'er stood up, the Imperial Preceptor's jade pendant emitted faint lights in the lamplight.
This is the rule of the grasslands; spoils of war worn on someone else's body.
Behind the screen, the person in the black robe saw the jade pendant and couldn't help but flinch, almost making a noise in front of the screen.
Da Ni'er's hearing was also quite good; she looked behind the screen but didn't go forward.
The woman who had just greeted her quickly walked in front of her and blocked her view.
“My king, no matter who is in charge of the grasslands, Honghua’s heart for the grasslands will never change. At the very least, we must tear off a part of the territory of the Great Yan. We will stop at nothing to achieve this.”
“We’ve been doing this for decades.”
Da Nier pouted, not wanting to hear any of this nonsense.
We know you want to expand your territory, so what?
The key question is, after the fight is over, will you take responsibility?
She can't even manage the grasslands, let alone the Great Yan? With so much territory, isn't she exhausted? Just dealing with all those official documents on the grasslands gives her a headache. Luckily, Sun Zixi helps her with the approvals, and Huo Xiaolong is the one who comes up with the best ideas for important matters. Otherwise, she would have gone on strike in a heartbeat.
“Since you have such ambitions, why not let your ambitions grow even bigger? As long as you stand with us, Great Yan will be ours sooner or later.”
"That sounds nice, but tell me, how should I stand with you?"
Da Ni'er ignored the commotion behind the screen and continued to listen to the woman in front of her speak slowly.
"Now the King and the Prince of Zhenbei are on very good terms. The Prince of Zhenbei's fief is Beining. As long as she dies, the Great Yan will not be able to withstand the grassland warriors. At that time, Beining will be ours."
The plan was good. The girl looked at her for a while with her eyes, which were like black pearls, without saying a word.
The woman in front of him broke out in a cold sweat.
"Without the Prince of Zhenbei and his generals, you don't really think she helped me pacify the grasslands all by herself, do you?"
Hearing that Da Ni'er seemed to be softening her stance, the woman was somewhat pleased and then replied...
"Don't worry about this king. As long as the death of the Prince of Zhenbei was caused by the royal family of Da Yan, those women will definitely avenge him. They are too busy taking care of themselves to care about Bei Ning's affairs."
“Even if the Prince of Zhenbei is gone, there’s still Xiao Lanyi,” Da Ni’er retorted.
"Don't worry about that. Xiao Lanyi won't be able to spare the time to go to Beining. As long as you agree to stand with us, Honghua will solve all these problems for you."
Seeing the thoughtful expression on Da Ni'er's face, the woman immediately knelt down, placed her right hand on her chest, and swore an oath.
"Please believe me, Your Majesty, Honghua is wholeheartedly devoted to the grasslands. Whatever the past entanglements may have been, they are nothing compared to the restoration of the grasslands. We swear on our lives that Honghua will be loyal to you and forever loyal to the Yalan royal family."
She's so bewitched, anyone who didn't know better would think she was someone who had been manipulated into doing things for others.
Honghua might have thought that way, but Dani'er wasn't very bright. She didn't like it; her dream was to become the owner of Wang's Pancake Shop.
The girl nodded expressionlessly.
"I will think about this carefully when I get back. If I want to find you in the future, I will come here again."
This means that someone needs to stay at this place every night, and I don't know when I will arrive.
From now on, the initiative is in my hands, instead of you passing me notes and making me come running at your beck and call. I am the king of the grasslands.
"Yes, sir."
Before stepping out of the room, Da Nier looked back at the screen again, and then walked out of the room.
Today, the assassins from Zhanchen Tower who are accompanying Da Nier are Liu Xiaohua and Eleven. They are the best in martial arts, so if a fight breaks out, one of them can stop Da Nier and the other can destroy the evidence.
"This girl is pretty good; she didn't kill anyone tonight."
The little flower, dressed in night clothes, said to the man beside her.
"That's true. Everyone makes progress. According to Tianxin, when she was fighting on the grasslands and negotiating with the people, she would just slap them on the head whenever she had nothing to do."
“I didn’t just sit around hitting them on the head; they were the ones who started it with their foul mouths.”
It was the dead of night, and there were hardly any people on the street. Da Ni'er could hear the two men talking clearly. They were following behind her, chirping softly.
She's not deaf.
The girl stopped there and explained.
"It's okay, you don't need to explain, Ni'er, we're used to it."
"Yes, Long'er is the little tyrant of the red-light district, and you are the number one ruthless person in the red-light district. You never talk back when you can take action."
"Alright, stop strolling around so leisurely. Go home and bring me twenty sesame seed cakes. Here's your money."
Eleven took a small piece of silver from his pocket and put it in Da Ni'er's hand. The Grassland King nodded.
"Okay, what kind of filling do you want?"
"Anything with meat is fine, a little of everything."
What's wrong with the grassland king? Even the grassland king has to open his shop and do business.
"Today was alright; at least I earned more than I spent."
The three walked side by side down the street, and Liu Xiaohua said to Eleven.
"You guys earn more per mission, right?"
Da Ni'er had never asked about this before, and was a little curious, so she asked.
“For something like this that doesn’t pose a life-threatening danger, it’s fifty taels; for something like this that involves risking your life, it’s several hundred taels,” Liu Xiaohua replied.
"Fifty taels?"
The grassland king looked at the silver coin in his hand, which was about the size of a small nose, and felt a little heartbroken, not knowing what to say.
"I want to do this job next time. It's a good job and pays well."
Liu Xiaohua and Shiyi stood there for a long time, unable to calm down. Who was this grassland king who came out to work for money?
They thought Da Ni'er just wanted to experience life as a pancake shop owner.
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