When she said these words, the seventeenth princesses were ready to give up.
She has always acted boldly, and since she has been seen through, she still hides something.
However, her bold words and deeds did not arouse any reaction from Feng Qingbai.
As if she didn't say those words to him.
Reject people thousands of miles away.
This kind of ignorance hurts people more than direct rejection.
The ship has docked, and Feng Qingbai nodded to the two of them, "It's not early, I'll go back and rest first, and the two will talk slowly."
After all he walked out of the cabin and went ashore without looking back.
Seventeen sat on the boat looking at the man's back, gritted his teeth with anger.
There was a string of chuckles around.
"Brother Fourteen, it's funny? But yes, you have nothing else you can do except look at other people's jokes." With a mocking sentence, he got up and put his clothes on, and Seventeen took a lotus step and left.
This kind of irony is not at all painful to Duan Ting. In recent years, because of his disability, have been ridiculed by the royal family fewer
Slowly pouring herself a glass of wine, and when the woman was about to leave the ship, she said, "You are my sister anyway, let alone my brother who never reminded you, Nanling King is not something you can afford. In the end. I’m afraid it’s only for crying."
"Fourteen brothers don't bother you." A waste person, preaching to her? laugh.
What she wanted for the seventeenth princess, never missed it.
From the day that the Nanling delegation boarded the country, the people in Beicang have been waiting.
Wait for news from the capital to see how the royal family resolved the assassination of the general and what kind of responsibilities Nanling would bear.
Waiting to see how the Beicang royal family avenged the general.
During the period, the Nanling delegation had contact with the Beicang imperial family and courtiers a dozen times, and the Beicang emperor finally let go and set a time for the negotiation.
The first thing to talk about is naturally the assassination of General Beicang at the border of Nanling.
At the beginning, the two countries worked together to investigate, but they were unable to find out why it happened, but because the people happened in Nanling, Bei Cang naturally targeted Nanling, and they had to bear the responsibility.
The negotiation this time is actually to make a final conclusion, Nanling should bear the burden, the compensation should be paid, but the pot that should not be carried will definitely not be carried.
The meeting place was set at Yanghe Hall.
Before the hour, the officials of the two countries rushed to the temple to take their seats and waited.
Feng Qingbai was the last to be there, still wearing a purple robe, walking at the end of the crowd, his footsteps were as unhurried as before, his Qingjun face did not fluctuate, and his deep long eyes were calm and calm.
Make people unable to see through emotions.
Next to the stairway pillars of the Yanghe Temple, the woman is dressed up, with a charming smile with willful flamboyance, "Master, I hereby wish the two dynasties a successful negotiation. In the future... please give me your advice."
Feng Qingbai's eyes were barely constrained, and he glanced at the woman before passing by.
"Certain the words of Princess Seventeen."
When everyone arrived, the door of the palace closed slowly.
What is being talked about inside, people outside don't know.
The seventeenth princess smiled unabated, and beckoned, "Go, go back to the bedroom, and help my palace pick the dowry!"
"Congratulations princess, congratulations princess!" The two maidservants immediately complimented in unison.
"My palace, I also honor your good words and rewards!"
"Thank princess!"
The woman's cheerful laughter spilled down the door of the hall and gradually disappeared.
At this time, the atmosphere in the hall was solemn and tense.
The officials of Beicang were not fuel-efficient lamps. When they sat down, they first mentioned the heavy losses to Beicang caused by the death of General Luo Beichuan.
Good generals are hard to find, and the loss of a general in North Korea and China may not be able to cultivate a similarly outstanding talent for decades.
The two countries had been fighting for years on the border issue. The death of General Beicang immediately weakened the strength of the Beicang Barracks.
If people die on the battlefield, there is nothing to say.
However, Luo Beichuan went to Nanling as an envoy and died on the land of Nanling.
This rises to conspiracy theories.
Officials of the two dynasties had a heated debate on this issue, each generously speaking, blushing with thick necks, and not giving way to each other.
As the biggest power holders of the two countries, Bei Canghuang did not say a word while following Qingbai, allowing both parties to quarrel.
When the quarrel came to an end and calmed down for the time being, Emperor Bei Cang said, "King Nanling, what do you think of this? My general is indeed dead in Nanling. No matter who the murderer is and what purpose, Nanling is at this point. You can't shirk the blame. You didn't protect my courtiers well."
"The emperor's words are very bad. Although people died in our Nanling, the reasons are thought-provoking. Not to mention General Luo, only King Ting. He used to live in Nanling Prince's Mansion during my mission to Nanling. Someone wanted to break through the defense of the palace to assassinate. Fortunately, I was stopped by the guards of the palace. However, the identity of the assassin was intriguing." Feng Qingbai smiled and took out a few tokens from his arms and placed them on the table one by one. , "I heard that this pattern is the belief of a certain organization in Beicang. I don't know the identity of the assassin, but it is related to this organization."
Everyone looked at the tokens on the table, and the expressions of the officials in Bei Cang Fang changed slightly.
Confirmed Feng Qingbai's words.
"Even if the token cannot be used to determine that the assassin is from Beicang, the assassin's assassination proves that someone wants to target the envoy and the envoy is in danger." Before the emperor Bei Cang wanted to speak, Feng Qingbai didn't worry. Not slowly, he blocked his words, "Knowing that I was in danger, I never explained the reason to my Nanling royal family or even asked for help. In the end, something went wrong and blamed me on Nanling. This is not fair. I was stabbed when I went to a restaurant to eat fish. I'm stuck in my throat, do I have to blame the restaurant for selling fish to you?"
These words made the officials of the Nanling Envoy Group bow their heads and laugh.
"What's more, I still have a little guess. The other party chose to start when the delegation of envoys was about to cross the border. The purpose was to destroy the peace talks between the two countries and provoke discord between the two countries." Feng Qingbai looked at Bei with a deep face. He said in a hurry, "I believe the emperor must have thought of this. If the emperor must hold me to Nanling to be held accountable, we will bear the responsibility of Nanling, and we will definitely take it. But the emperor really wants to see the real murderer at large and let General Luo go underground. Do you want to die? At the same time, you really want to go to the ring with me in Nanling, fight you to death and let the fisherman benefit?"
Beicang officials were silent.
The words of the Nanling King are not unreasonable, and they actually knew that Luo Beichuan's death had nothing to do with Feng Qingbai or even the Nanling royal family.
They won't be so stupid to kill the messenger on their own land, and then turn the peace agreement just now into waste paper and invite a powerful enemy to themselves.
Among them, someone provoked.
If Bei Cang insists on pursuing Nanling's responsibilities, he will be in the arms of the other party.
At the same time, Nanling's national strength is about the same as Beicang's, and it is really going to be torn apart, and the final result must be both sides.
Someone is behind, waiting to reap the benefits of the fishermen!