The envoy's visit was aimed at negotiations between the two countries.
After staying in the station, everyone is waiting for the arrival of the negotiation, waiting for the moment when they step onto the negotiating table.
But the main person on the other side of the negotiation is not in a hurry. Even after the negotiation time was set and everything was ready, no one appeared.
It's the same today.
The negotiating parties of the two countries are already sitting in the Hall of Supreme Harmony.
After waiting for everyone, you can start to put the conditions on the table and argue with each other.
But waiting left and right, the king of Bei Cang never appeared. No one came to report until half an hour had passed since the scheduled time.
The king of the court was out on Red Maple Mountain, and he couldn't come back. I have to wait for a long time, so I will leave the meeting for the time being, and we will discuss the matter next time.
Returning to the Palace of Qiande, Feng Mohan was so angry that he immediately dropped a cup.
"What the hell does that king want to do? It's the third time, and I haven't attended three times! Disability is great! He was in a wheelchair and was not good at doing things, so let a cadre of people wait for him. Now that he knows he can't go. Lu, he was still rushing around, for fear that others would not know that he was crippled!"
After a bit of angrily, Feng Mohan looked at the man sitting in front of the window without any disturbance, "Uncle Huang, what do you think he wants to do? Since he is here to negotiate, why is it that he has been procrastinating? I don’t care what the negotiation will be."
"People are here. If you don't talk about it today, you will talk about it tomorrow. How anxious to do so? The psychological quality of the two countries' negotiations is the most important. Whoever loses his temper first will be passive and at a disadvantage."
"The imperial uncle meant that the king was deliberate? The pigeon was enlarged twice, in order to irritate the negotiating officials of our country?"
"Aren't you in anger right now?"
Feng Mohan coughed lightly, inhaled and exhaled, so that he could calm down as soon as possible, "Then how should we deal with it? He has been absent again and again, and should he set a time for the next negotiation? If he does not come, it is not a waste of work? "
Feng Qingbai looked out the window, his eyes were deep, ten fingers tapped on his knees, "Not for the time being. Not only us, but also the envoys of Beicang, who are anxious for the King's play this trick. We just need to be by the side. Watching it quietly, there is no need to do anything, someone will put pressure on him."
"If the time is uncertain, who knows that they will have to wait until the year of the monkey to start the next negotiation."
"This is our country, they are guests, they are not in a hurry to go back, we are in a hurry for him. When they really want to talk, we will send someone to talk."
Feng Mohan nodded. Since the emperor said that, he shouldn't be anxious. He just assumed that the other party was really just here for sightseeing.
For the king, abstain from impetuousness and impetuosity.
On the mountain road of Hongfeng Mountain in the suburbs of the city.
The four bearers sit on a soft sedan, and the son in white sits on it, enjoying the scenery leisurely and comfortably.
Two maids followed. Sweat on the cheeks.
Hongfeng Mountain is not high, but it is a challenge for those who are not good at it. Of course, this challenge does not exist in the eyes of the king.
He doesn't have to leave at all, someone takes his work.
Just make some money.
The sedan chair stopped beside a pavilion on the mountainside.
The man on the sedan lightly patted his hands with his hands, his robe fluttered, and gently fell into the pavilion.
From top to bottom, overlooking the beautiful scenery below.
It was almost September, and the maple leaves on the mountain were half yellow and half red, mixed with one piece, very gorgeous.
Before the maple leaves were red, there were not many people going up the mountain to go outing. Only one or two tourists would occasionally meet. When passing by, I glanced at the man, curious about the way he went outing.
"My son, the people over there should have been separated, can you go back?" Naturally, they are referring to both parties in the negotiation.
Duan Ting smiled, "It's all gone anyway, and it won't help me going back now. It just so happens that I can easily watch the scene."
The maid bit her lip. Although she was afraid of the son's temper, she couldn't help but remind her, "The son has missed appointments three times, I'm afraid it will arouse dissatisfaction between both parties."
Not to mention Nanling, it was their Beicang delegation. Although each headed by the son, the ministers came with missions. Nor will it tolerate the son's repeated missed appointments and sabotage the peace talks between the two countries.
The man didn't care about it, "Since you are out to play, just relax and have fun. Even if they are dissatisfied, what can you do with me?"
"If the matter goes back, there is no need for someone to sue the son, so how will it be done by then."
"What's the complaint? It's not that I don't talk about it, I'll talk later. I can't walk my legs, and I can't go back. Isn't it what I want?"
The maid was speechless by these irrational remarks.
Even if they have been serving the son for many years, they are often not sure what he thinks.
You always act casually, and you can't keep up with it when you think about it.
At sunset on the west, the sky is full of clouds.
As soon as Feng Qingbai walked out of the Imperial Study Room, he saw the man sitting in a wheelchair, his back to the setting sun and a light smile at him.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, his white shirt was plated with a layer of purple gold, and the whole person was bathed in a light halo.
I chose the pavilion near the lake in the imperial garden and sat opposite each other.
"The king envy the king's leisurely sentiment."
"If Nanling King thinks, is it still a little leisurely?"
The surroundings have been backed left and right, Feng Qingbai fixedly looked at the opposite man and smiled, "The 14th son of Beicang Emperor, the last king of the court, he was mediocre when he was young, and suddenly showed brilliant talent after he was bad, and occupied a place in the royal family with his dismembered body. However, as far as the king knows, although the Emperor Bei Cang cherishes his talents, he will not compromise without a bottom line. The North-South peace talks have been interrupted three times, and once again, I am afraid that the royal king will not be able to bear the wrath of the emperor no matter how favored it is."
"Anger is anger, but as long as I am still useful, my father won't let me lie down in the imperial tomb so quickly. I have to make the best use of everything." King Ting also smiled.
"The king will wait for the day when the king will exhaust the patience of Bei Canghuang."
"Don't wait any longer, set a time, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow." King Ting turned his head and looked at the sky blushing. After a while, "this time, the sixth brother led a group, but accidentally fell off the horse on the eve of the trip. , Then I was on the top. I have longed for Nanling for a long time, especially after hearing rumors in the army, there was a deputy in the Nanling barracks who was seriously ill and was supposed to be dying. I put on my armor and stepped onto the battlefield again. I was even more curious, is there really a magical technique in this world? Then I asked some people to inquire about it, and the prince guessed what I found?"
Feng Qingbai didn't answer, his eyes were dull.
King Ting didn’t seem to care about his answer, “It’s nothing to turn the decay into a strange thing, that person can even come back to life. With such a magical medical technique, the prince said there is no possibility of curing my legs?... Xinghua Village, in Yunzhou Xiangshan, right?"
The waterside was silent.
Afterwards, the corners of Feng Qingbai's lips slowly raised, and the court king suddenly attacked, with five fingers like a hook.