Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Chapter 1220: What big joke?

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"It turned out to be the Emperor Xiliang." The man took the cup and got up. The courtesy was not wrong. "This glass of wine should be respected by the king. The Emperor Xiliang brought the envoys to my Nanling tomb. Nanling has to entertain the distinguished guests, and there are probably many banquets to be attended by the Xiliang envoys. I hope you, every time you drink, you will be so happy."

Ba Nian's eyes were deep, and he felt that there was a deliberate pause in the man's last words.

"By the prince's auspicious words, please."

After drank the wine, Ba Nian returned to his banquet table.

Behind him, the little baby looked at him curiously, "Uncle, who is he?"

The man raised his lips and chuckled, his voice clear and cold, "The one who delivered it to the door."

Ba Nian's five fingers slowly tightened, almost crushing the wine glass in his hand.

Isn't he the one who delivered the door

In other words, it is the fat sheep who took the initiative to deliver to the door!

"The emperor, what did King Nanling say?" After returning to his seat, the envoys next to him immediately asked in a low voice.

The emperor's complexion looked very bad, I'm afraid he was angry with King Nanling.

Ba Nian took a deep breath and said patiently, "It's nothing, nothing more than ordinary greetings."

No matter what, you can't talk nonsense on this occasion.

Even if he could hear the voice of the other person talking, how could King Nanling not hear their discussion

Feng Mohan sat on the head in a good mood.

Seeing the emperor Xiliang slumped at the emperor's uncle, his face was smeared with ink, and he had a strong smile, he felt even better.

Wang Ba Lao, dare to chase down his uncle and aunt.

This time, he must be at the negotiating table and kill the other party to throw away his armor and armor!

Yuan Lao's seat was next to Feng Qingbo, and he was very clear about the conversation between him and the Xiliang Emperor. He raised his hand to stroke his beard and smiled very satisfied.

He has a great number of talents in the Nanling Great Kingdom, among which the Nanling King is the most.

Seeing Nanling King's patience with the children, Yuan Lao nodded in satisfaction, and his impression of Nanling King began to change.

The Nanling King, who used to be cold and indifferent, and sinister and ruthless in his bones, has indeed changed a lot since he married and became a father, and he has become more humane.

After Xiliang came to Nanling, he had been left to dry for several days. Today, North Korea and China receive the delegation of envoys and roll out a banquet, which means that the negotiations between the two countries are about to be put on the agenda, and this hospitality banquet is the beginning.

The two sides got to know each other at the banquet. On the surface, they were polite, but undercurrents were already surging in private.

Others, there is nothing to say, the banquet is a banquet, there are female family members present, not talking about state affairs.

When the banquet was in full swing, Liu Yusheng had already had dinner in the palace.

I was bored by myself. I wanted to go back to my room to continue refining medicine, but suddenly I thought of the small wooden box in Feng Qingbai's study.

The last time she saw a lot of scrolls that were rolled up, the man said that they were all painted by her.

But a word can't suppress her curiosity. After thinking about it, Liu Yusheng walked to the study without incident.

There are secret guards around the study, but Liu Yusheng will not be blocked from entering the study.

Pushing open the study door and going in to light the oil lamp on the desk, the room was immediately covered with dizzy yellow lights.

Liu Yusheng directly hugged the wooden box on the book shelf, opened the lid, took out the neatly rolled scrolls, and opened them one by one.

As the picture scroll unfolded, the woman's eyes gradually trembled.

The paintings are all portraits of women.

Enjoy the coolness under the trees next to the trails on the edge of the green hills, carefully throw seedlings on the ridges on the banks of the Qinghe River, and return home happily in the afterglow of the setting sun...

Dressed in a red wedding gown, she sits sweet and shy by the bed.

Accompany the baby to play graffiti next to the desk in the study.

In the end, it was the little woman who reclined on the armchair in a pleasant posture, with a touch of affection between her eyebrows, the painting he made yesterday.

It's all her.

In every painting, there are scenes she is familiar with.

He engraved those scenes in his mind, and finally put them into paintings.

With a frown, a smile and a turn of her eyes, she was all alive and smart.

When she was a girl, his brushstrokes were thoughts.

When she was a wife, his brushstrokes were nostalgic.

The ink marks on the paintings are different, and the earliest inscription is in October of the tenth year of Emperor Hui Jing.

He has painted her for more than five years.

"Does it look good?" The body fell into a familiar embrace, and the man whispered clearly in his ear.

He came back, no more, no less, exactly half an hour before he left.

"It looks good." Liu Yusheng smiled and did not look back. He re-rolled the scrolls and put them in the box carefully. Then he was half resentful and half annoyed by the man, "Knowing that I am curious, even saying that makes me think more. Explore the truth."

"I'm not lying, you are all drawn." The man chuckled sophistically.

"If you let me take a look at that time, I wouldn't be curious."

"If you watched it at that time, then you would be bored during the half an hour I'm not in the mansion."

So he was kind enough to find something to pass the time for her during his absence

"Am I grateful to you?"

"If you are grateful, I would be happy to..."

Before he finished his words, the woman in her arms suddenly turned around and closed his lips.

"You delivered this to the door yourself, don't say I bullied you when you turn around."

The light in the study went out.

The woman quietly curled her lips in the darkness. This is her man. He said serious reasons for doing unscrupulous things, and he never tired of it.

On the palace's side, the master had returned to the room to rest early, and the palace was very quiet.

The excitement on the other side of the palace continued.

As the most powerful official in Nanling, the king of Nanling came to show his face and left. It is not too polite for a banquet. However, none of the Nanling officials has complained about this, which seems to be commonplace, so it is taken for granted.

Upon discovering this, Ba Nian's eyes became darker.

The status of Nanling King Fengqingbai in Nanling was much higher than he had imagined.

In such a big and powerful country, all officials were silent about what this person was doing, and one person was dominant. This is because Ba Nian, as the emperor of Xiliang, could not achieve that kind of prestige in Xiliang.

The next negotiation, the most difficult thing to deal with, must be Feng Qingbai.

After the banquet was over, the envoys returned to the inn, and the envoys gathered around Ba Nian and said that they had learned about the Nanling officials during the banquet. After the discussion, they began to tailor the next negotiation methods based on their preliminary understanding.

Ba Nian pinched his eyebrows and suppressed the voice next to him, "The other people are temporarily put aside, and the research object is placed on Nanling King Feng Qingbai. He is our true opponent."

"The emperor, the king of Nanling was... was chased down in our Xiliang for several months. If he really went to the negotiating table, the situation would be extremely unfavorable to us."

"Do you have a good way to prevent him from going to the negotiating table?"

The speaking envoy immediately shut up. What can he do? When in Xiliang, the emperor sent so many people to chase and kill him, so in the end he had to send them out in person and respectfully? Now this is the territory of King Nanling, stop King Nanling? What big joke