Chapter 1033 Who Doesn't Have an Older Brother?



Upon hearing this, the deputy envoy was terrified and rushed forward to whisper, "Oh my two little darlings, please shut up!"

Dili Junyi: "..."

He slapped him twice across the face, making the man bleed from his mouth and nose and knock out his teeth.

"A bunch of blind lackeys! You think that just because you've entered the capital of Dazhao, you can climb the social ladder? Don't you all know who your masters are?"

The deputy envoy, covering his mouth which was gushing blood, was even more anxious and furious.

Although he had never seen His Majesty in person, King Di once said: "His Majesty's power surpasses that of all other kings in the world, and is ten thousand times stronger. He must never be offended!"

These two brats dared to point at His Majesty's back and curse him. They've committed a terrible crime. I wonder if kneeling down and begging for forgiveness now will appease His Majesty's anger.

Shang Beiyu's words and attitude truly angered Di Lijunyi.

Dili Junyi was still not satisfied after cursing. When she saw the deputy envoy pointing at her with his teeth out, as if he wanted to order her to do something, she became even angrier.

With a swing of the scimitar!

The deputy envoy now had an irreparable gash on his neck.

The deputy envoy clutched his neck weakly and desperately, uttering futile "clucking" sounds, before collapsing to the ground.

Sheathing his curved sword, Dili Junyi said indignantly, "This is utterly absurd!"

Dili Ronghe spat at the still-breathing deputy envoy, and the brother and sister turned and left arrogantly.

No one could hear the deputy envoy's final lament: Our country is in danger!

The next day was spent hunting.

All the young military officers and princes of the Great Zhao court were fully prepared for battle.

Dili Junyi and Dili Ronghe, along with the other eight Di envoys, were also dressed in the brightly colored riding attire unique to the Di people.

Shang Xiche glanced at Shang Xiye and Ji Fengyao, and seeing that one was wearing a royal robe and the other was wearing brocade clothes, neither of them were dressed in a martial style, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

If it weren't for Shang Xiye's status as the only prince, which meant that the Ninth Prince had to be present on such an occasion, Shang Xiche really wouldn't have wanted to invite these two.

But as long as these two don't cause trouble, he's confident he can pair Dili Ronghe and Shang Beiyu together in today's hunting competition: after all, in terms of looks and talent, Shang Beiyu is the most outstanding of all his sons.

It's a pity that such an outstanding son turned out to be a homosexual!

It's almost time.

Shang Xiche composed himself and said loudly, "Today's hunt is an event to promote friendship between our two countries. We will only count the number of animals hunted, not the number of winners or losers. We hope that the young talents of both countries will do their best and show their talents."

“What’s the point of a draw? In our Di Kingdom, hunting always comes with prizes,” Di Lirong and Jiao Man continued Shang Xiche’s words, loudly proclaiming, “Your Majesty, in the northeast of our Di Kingdom, which is also the northwest of Da Zhao, there are three cities that my father granted to Ronghe as private land. Ronghe has the right to dispose of and cede them.”

Ronghe is willing to use these three cities as a prize to challenge Princess Chonghe once again!

If Princess Chonghe can defeat Ronghe, Ronghe will relinquish the Ninth Prince and offer these three cities to His Majesty the Emperor; His Majesty will then choose a person to marry her to solidify the friendship between the two countries for centuries.

But if Princess Chonghe loses, she will relinquish her position as the principal wife, and Ronghe will take her place. Alternatively, Dazhao will compensate her with three cities of equal value!

"Does Princess Chonghe dare to accept the challenge? Great Zhao, do you dare to allow Princess Chonghe to accept the challenge?!"

Upon hearing this, all the officials of the Great Zhao Dynasty, including Shang Xiche, suddenly turned pale.

This Di princess is far too arrogant and overbearing. Does she really think that the Di people, being a nomadic people skilled in riding and archery, are the best in the world when it comes to hunting?

How dare you make such a boast!

But when Shang Xiche and the ministers thought about how Di Lirong had almost cried after losing an archery contest to that bandit yesterday, they started to have their own ideas: that bandit seemed to be quite skilled at archery, so they could have her compete in a match, gain three cities without bloodshed, and even make the Di Kingdom submit. It was a deal with no risk and all profit.

“Princess Chonghe, Princess Ronghe has issued a challenge to you. Do you accept?” Shang Xiche was certain that Ji Fengyao’s fiery temper would not be able to tolerate it, so he fanned the flames and said, “If you are willing to accept, I am willing to help you with three cities in the Northwest as a prize.”

Ji Fengyao was enjoying a pastry when she heard this. She looked up, her bright phoenix eyes filled with "$" symbols, her chubby cheeks puffed out, and she mumbled somewhat unclearly, "Three cities? Does His Majesty mean to grant me these three cities?"

Shang Xiche: "..."

It's to help you! To help you! To bring good luck!

But under the watchful eyes of everyone, how could Shang Xiche possibly lower himself to haggle with this bandit? Although he was internally cursing and cursing, he had to force a smile and say, "If you win, the taxes from these three cities will be yours."

"What about the three cities that the enemy princess possessed? I won them back!" Ji Fengyao asked excitedly and innocently.

Shang Xiche felt as if a thousand arrows were piercing his heart. He thought he had gained three cities, but after talking to this bandit, he found out that he had lost three cities. It turned out that no matter whether they competed or not, he would have to give up three cities!

But now that the conversation has started, a gentleman's word is his bond.

You have to lick up the water you spilled, even if it means crying.

"It...it also belongs to you," Shang Xiche said through gritted teeth, his smile bitter.

Dili Ronghe: "..."

The people of Di Kingdom: "..."

The competition hasn't even started yet, and you're already talking like you've already won.

Ji Fengyao quickly stuffed the pastries in her hand into her mouth, clapped her hands and jumped up, saying happily but indistinctly, "Alright, I accept this challenge."

Shang Xiye helped Ji Fengyao up, and then he also got up.

When Di Lirong saw that Shang Xiye was about to make a move, she did not stop him. She said, "If the Ninth Prince wants to participate, you cannot be together. Moreover, I, the princess, must follow the Ninth Prince the whole time, lest he secretly summon hundreds of his subordinates. Wouldn't I lose unjustly?"

“If you follow me, you might not even catch a single prey and lose the competition,” Shang Xiye said coldly.

Di Lirong proudly raised her chin, pointed to Di Lijunyi beside her, and said, "My brother is the number one hunter in the Di Kingdom. Even if I can't catch a single prey, my brother can easily win this competition!"

"You talk like you don't have a brother," Ji Fengyao pouted, then suddenly shouted at the top of her lungs, "Brother, stop sunbathing and come hunting with me!"

"They're here!" Ji Fengming's voice rang out from outside the tent.

The Imperial Guards inside and outside the tent then realized there was an outsider nearby, and were immediately startled: When did this guy hide there? How come they didn't notice at all?

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

With a large, glistening, braised pig's trotter dangling from his mouth, Ji Fengming swaggered in through the front door with an air of arrogance.

Upon seeing Shang Xiche and Chen Ziyun seated at the head of the table, he casually cupped his greasy hands in a gesture of respect, then wiped the grease from his mouth with his long sleeve, and said, "Your Majesty, I greet you. Your Majesty, the wild boar trotters from the Imperial Kitchen are really delicious. Have you tried them?"

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