Chapter 536 The Copycat Regent

Murong Jie took a sip of wine, "So, this time when I come back, I hope to persuade the old prince An Ran first, and reach an agreement with Prince Qi in private. Qin Zhou said that as long as the old prince leaves, she will withdraw her troops."

"Will Bei Mo abide by the agreement?"

"Prince Beimo and the two generals of the Qin family are willing to come to Da Zhou as hostages."

Zi'an said: "But the emperor seems to be very confident about this battle."

"There is no need to use the power of the whole country to fight this battle. It will waste the people and waste money, and the people will be displaced. How many families will be harmed by the war? It is impossible to estimate. The emperor is not confident. Eliminate the frontier crisis, and remove the threat of Beimo and Xianbei to Dazhou."

This is his usual style.

Zi'an nodded, feeling a little complicated. If Dazhou took advantage of the crisis in Beimo to invade on a large scale this time, there are actually two extreme possibilities under analysis.

The first one, Bei Mo couldn't deal with it and was defeated.

The second type is that Beimo is angry, and the angry army's momentum is high, and Da Zhou will be defeated.

However, even if it is the first type, it is necessary to kill one thousand enemies and destroy eight hundred. Is it necessary?

Zian felt that he might be a woman and a child, but if there is no war, it is better not to fight. Why must the blood of soldiers and common people be used to fill the greed of those in power?

"I'll go with you to see Old Prince Anran tomorrow." Zi'an said.

"Didn't you say you were going with me? Why did it look like you just decided now?" Murong Jie cast a glance at her.

Zian smiled, "I wanted to go with you before, but this time I think I should go, it's different."

"Well, okay." Murong Jie held her in his arms, "As long as the old prince is persuaded, it will be beneficial to the people of the two countries."

"If the old prince doesn't go, will you let me go?" Zian asked.

Murong Jie was silent for a while, "I don't want you to go, and this is just Lord Qi's own idea. The emperor of Beimo may not agree, and Qin Zhou may not believe you."

"Prince Qi must have persuaded Emperor Beimo before he can submit the letter of credence to the emperor, right?"

"It's true to say so, but if you are not the person that the emperor of Beimo sincerely wants to invite, you will be questioned by many parties when you go to Beimo. The main combat faction in Beimo, headed by the king of the town, is difficult to deal with. "

Moreover, it was on someone else's land, so he, the Regent of the Great Zhou Dynasty, would definitely not be allowed to accompany him.

Zi'an thought of the emperor's little thought of leaving his mother behind, and just felt like laughing. The overall situation is the same, but he is still playing some tricks, the pattern is obviously not high enough.

The two drank for a while and then went back.

The next morning, Zian got up early, and the carriage of King Ye was already waiting outside. This time, King Ye accompanied him to Hanshan.

With him to say a few words, the effect will be much better.

Han Shan had heard a lot, but Zian hadn't been there yet.

Needless to say, I ran all the way, because I had to hurry up, and I just stopped on the way to eat a meal and drink a few sips of water.

Murong Jie didn't wear a beard, but went out in the dress she drew for him.

On the carriage, King Ye and Murong Jie also exchanged information. When it comes to King Nanhuai, they must mention Concubine Gui.

Murong Jie only asked, "Where is it buried?"

"In Xishan."

"Um!"

Xishan is not a mass burial mound, but all concubines who made mistakes or died in the cold palace will be buried there, with a thin coffin and no tombstone, and the life of the noble concubine was buried like this.

Zian held his hand and gave him silent comfort.

Murong Jie didn't look sad or upset, he still calmly analyzed the current situation with the Night King.

He asked Ye Wang to write a letter to Prince An, so that he would not have to worry about Danqing's entry into the palace.

Yewang said: "I have already written the letter, the second brother is always sensible, and he should know the emperor's mind, and will not act rashly, but, this matter, after all, is funny, when will the emperor use such a petty trick on his brother?" Trick? Is it sad or ridiculous?"

"Don't worry about it." Murong Jie said in a deep voice, "When he recovers from illness, he must do something to show his majesty or be kind."

"Has he actually thought that doing so might have counterproductive effects? The second brother is very loyal to him, so it is unnecessary for him to do so."

"The emperor has always been suspicious. He only believes in the loyalty that can be grasped by means, but not the loyalty from the heart."

"This matter, Seventh Brother, is it necessary to tell the ancestors?"

"The old ancestor will not care about the affairs of the court, so there is no need to disturb her old man, let her and Aunt A Snake enjoy their old age in peace." There are a lot of Murong family descendants, no avail, they have to work an old man to come out to preside over political affairs , Wouldn't it be embarrassing to say it?

"Yes, yes!" The Night King nodded.

When the carriage arrived at the foot of Hanshan Mountain, they had to ride up the mountain.

The road on the mountain is easy to walk, and horses can do it, but when you get to the middle of the cold mountain, you have to walk.

The scenery of Hanshan is really beautiful. Zi'an has been to Jiuzhaigou. At that time, he felt that Jiuzhaigou was already a fairyland on earth, but when he arrived at Hanshan, he realized that every mountain is as beautiful as it is.

There are four seasons in the mountains, and the sky is different for ten miles. It feels like a portrayal of Hanshan.

Layers of maple leaf forests have different colors, yellow, red, and green. The lake in the mountains is like a mirror, reflecting the beautiful scenery in the mountains. Sometimes people have an illusion that the scenery in the lake is real.

Or, everything in front of you is illusory.

The mountain flowers are brilliant, colorful, brilliant, and lingering in fragrance. From a distance, the fog condenses on the top of the mountain, and the top is like a fairyland.

Looking down the mountain, there are strips of emerald green jade belts wrapped around the mountain, and the road is like a soaring dragon, jumping out of the mountain stream.

Take a breath of air and feel extremely cool.

"The old ancestor is really good at picking places. If there is peace in the future, I also want to come here to live in seclusion." Zi'an couldn't help but sigh, the beautiful scenery along the way made the fatigue disappear.

"I'm afraid that the ancestors are reluctant to give up this place to you."

"Then go to war and grab the land from her." Zi'an said with arrogance.

"The ancestors are no longer in Hanshan, and this place is only for the temporary residence of the old prince Anran." The Night King said.

"Where did the old ancestor go? Could there be a place in the world more beautiful than this cold mountain?"

"Perhaps," the Night King shrugged, "have you gone to find King Qingtian?"

"Huh?" Zi'an sounded funny, "Prince Qingtian Regent?"

"Prince Qingtian Regent is my ancestor's... good friend, that's what my ancestor said himself."

Zian hurriedly asked about the story between Qingtian Regent and his ancestors. In fact, everyone in the royal family knew about this story, but they never dared to talk about it in private.

After hearing the story of the ancestor, Zi'an was amazed.

"There is still a difference between their regent and our regent. Ours is probably a counterfeit." Zi'an sighed.

"Shut up!" Murong Jie yelled out of embarrassment, "Going up the mountain, you two have been talking nonsense all day, are you tired? Do you still remember what you are going to do today?"