Chapter 156: The toad wants to eat swan meat

This national book may be just a joke in the eyes of ordinary people, but to Zhao Ji, it is nothing more than a war book and a humiliation.

But Wu Wencai, who was kneeling on the ground, said with grief and wiseness: "Your Majesty must observe that the repeated defeats between the Tubo Kingdom and the Western Xia are due to the fact that the rear has not been eliminated. If you have a feud with Nipola and Tubo is attacked from both sides, Xixia will sooner or later take Tubo into your pocket. At that time, if the Xia people invade south, what will I do in the Song Dynasty? According to my humble opinion, Prince Nipola issued this letter of nationality, which is only a huge price; if you continue to discuss, there may be room for maneuver."

Wu Wencai's tears were about to come out. As the guest doctor, his mind was extremely clear at this moment. The small Nibora Kingdom was no longer a simple diplomatic issue, but a national policy that had been swayed for decades. Once it was shaken, decades of hard work would be wasted.

He kowtowed and continued, "Xixia is a concern for my Song Dynasty. His wolf ambitions are obvious. What is the point of the Nibora Kingdom? It's related to Xixia. I hope Your Majesty can calm down his anger."

Zhao Ji's chest was undulating, holding on to the imperial case, as if he was about to fall down the next moment. His vicious eyes looked at Wu Wencai and gritted his teeth and said, "The king was worried about the ministers and the ministers were humiliated. If the king was humiliated, the ministers were killed, how are you sharing your worries?"

This sentence was extremely heartbroken. Wu Wencai's eyes were filled with tears, as if he had suddenly become old and kept kowtowing, "I can't refuse to die, but I can't refuse to die..."

Zhao Ji sat on the imperial chair with his butt, holding a red pen in his hands, sneering repeatedly, and his magnanimous behavior disappeared completely.

As the emperor, he has never suffered such humiliation. It would be fine if he was facing the Liao people, but a small country dared to be so arrogant. It is tolerant, but who can't bear it?

After a long time, Zhao Ji's face finally regained some spirit. He looked at Wu Wencai, whose forehead was bleeding, and said surprisingly calmly: "Forget it, Wu Aiqing, get up and talk."

Yang Jian hurriedly went to support Wu Wencai. At this moment, Wu Wencai's head was covered with bruises, and several wounds were covered with blood. He sat on Jindun again in fear and fear, saying, "I cannot accept this letter of nationality in the Song Dynasty, but I cannot refuse it. The only way for the present is to delay the word. As long as Prince Nipola stays in Bianjing, the empress will talk to him slowly, and one day he will be able to save some room."

Zhao Ji suddenly realized, but was thinking in his heart: "Even Shen Ao can avenge his grudges. As the emperor, I am constrained everywhere. It is difficult to be a human being, and it is even more difficult to be a king."

He had a vague expectation that he would transform into the Shen Crazy Man who ignored the world and did what he wanted to do without any consequences.

But the little rationality that remained in his heart made him sigh helplessly and said to Wu Wencai: "What Wu Aiqing said is very much. You can continue the mediation. I will hold a state banquet in a few days to entertain the Nibharu Prince. The people who are outside can be rude. How can I be a beast? I am a little tired, so you can retreat."

Wu Wencai hurriedly said, "I'm leaving." As he said that, he carefully retreated.

Zhao Ji sat on the imperial chair, but was dazed in a daze. The expression on his face suddenly became murderous, but suddenly it added a little bit of desolation, and his eyes were extremely quiet.

Yang Jian knew in his heart that the government should not disturb the government at this moment, so he pursed his lips and said nothing.

After a while, Zhao Ji suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes fell on Yang Jian, and said sadly: "I ask you, what would he do if Chen Ao was me?"

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment and hurriedly said, "Why did the official family say this? The official family is the supreme emperor and is ordered by heaven..."

Zhao Ji waved his hand: "You don't have to be taboo, just say it."

Yang Jian gritted his teeth and refused to say it. Such words are a ruthless one. Today, the officials do not blame him. Who can guarantee that the officials will not punish him when they think about it in the future? If you accompany the king, you will never say anything you shouldn't say.

Zhao Ji sighed and sighed, "Chen Ao is not even afraid of winning the order. I told him not to mess around in the future. He started to come up with bad ideas again." Zhao Ji pointed to the weekly magazine and smiled bitterly, "If he was me, not to mention Prince Nibau, even the king of Liao, I am afraid he would not be afraid of it!"

After saying that, Zhao Ji hurried tiredly on the imperial chair, his eyes half-opened and half-closed, as if he was about to fall asleep, but suddenly said, "In a few days of state banquet, please ask Chen Ao to come to the banquet!"

"Yes." Yang Jian responded.

Chen Ao left the restaurant and was in a great mood. The drizzle outside gradually stopped, and the sky fell red glow. Even the person's mood improved with the dazzling light in the sky. The first weekly magazine printed 3,000 copies. According to this trend, I am afraid that all of them will not be a problem, and the number of copies can be added in the future.

In addition, after becoming famous, you can also win over some advertisers. After counting, you can make a profit of at least more than a thousand chunks per month.

Only when you have money in your hands can you do big things. If you don’t have money, everything is empty talk. Chen Ao rides on the donkey with a smile. The donkey is well-behaved and strolls in the city with Chen Ao at a steady pace.

Just as he was about to return to Duke Qi's mansion, a carriage came slowly towards him. Chen Ao recognized that this was the carriage of the Duke's mansion.

The carriage stopped beside Shen Ao, and the curtain was lifted, and Zhou Ruo saw Zhou Ruo's peerless face. Zhou Ruo looked at Chen Ao and said with a smile: "Have you finished your cousin's business?"

Chen Ao smiled slightly, but he seemed a little unsightly when riding on the donkey. He smiled and said, "I'm done, I don't know what my cousin has to give."

Zhou Ruo's pretty face turned red and he said, "Who wants to tell you, if you have time, please accompany me to buy some cloth."

Chen Ao smiled and said, "What should I do with this donkey? The donkey is a good donkey. You can't leave it on the side of the road. If my cousin gets on the carriage, it will be unhappy."

Zhou Ruo frowned and said, "Who asked you to get on the carriage? You will be here on a donkey."

Khan thought it was a romantic encounter, but it turned out that it was a happy moment; but my cousin's request was not easy to refuse, so I just go shopping with her, and it's nothing wrong now.

As the carriage walked through a street and alley, the carriage in front stopped, Chen Ao went down the donkey, and saw a silk shop on the street, tied the donkey to a tree stump next to the road; he accompanied Zhou Ruo into the room.

This silk shop is decorated very elegantly, with all kinds of silk and silk cloth neatly arranged for people to choose from. When the shopkeeper saw the guests, he immediately smiled and said, "Ms. Zhou, you are here again. It just so happened that the new goods that have just arrived in Suzhou. Please check it out."

He turned around and took out a piece of silk cloth from the shelves, placed it on the counter, and said with a smile: "This is the best silk with silk, and the colors are also the latest..."

This shopkeeper is very good at doing business, and Zhou Ruo must be a regular customer again, so he is very enthusiastic.

Zhou Ruo touched the silk, and his face looked satisfied. When he asked about the price, the shopkeeper smiled and said, "This kind of silk is a little more expensive, seven pillars per piece. What does Miss Zhou think?"

Chen Ao sneered in his heart. The shopkeeper was really terrified of a piece of silk of seven pillars. At such a price, it would be enough to buy two pieces of silk. However, he did not interrupt such a thing. One was willing to kill, and the other was willing to suffer. What was there to say? My cousin was not short of money.

After meeting the account, the two of them were about to leave the store, but they saw that there were guards outside the store. The two of them came side by side. One of the Confucian scholars saw Chen Ao, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes and said, "Brother Chen, ha... I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing lately?"

The person who came was Wu Bi. Wu Bi was energetic today. When she saw Chen Ao, she could not hide her joy. But not long after, she suddenly remembered the people around her. The joy in her eyes disappeared suddenly, and a trace of darkness flashed by.

Chen Ao smiled and said, "Why did Lao Wu also visit the silk shop? Could it be that he has a confidante?"

Wu Bi said embarrassedly: "Brother Chen, don't joke. I came to stroll with His Highness Surya. His Highness has lived in the southern country for a long time and is very curious about silk things, so I want to come and take a look."

Chen Ao's eyes turned, but he could see clearly the "Your Highness" beside Wu Bi. This "Your Highness" is over thirty years old, with dark skin, low nose bridge, slightly thick lips, but only those eyes look aggressive and a feeling of being bottomless and unpredictable.

He was wearing a Lun scarf and a Confucian shirt on his head. He thought he was following the local customs, but these Hanfu looked very unconventional when worn by him. His eyes first made Chen Ao's gaze, but finally fell on Zhou Ruo, showing unconcealed appreciation.

Zhou Ruo was suddenly a little unnatural when he was looked at by this "Your Highness". His nose wings slightly twitched, his protruding chest undulates, and his face turned brightly, but he unconsciously approached Chen Ao's body, seeking Chen Ao's protection.

Chen Ao smiled coldly, looked at the 'Your Highness' with disdain, and said to Wu Bi intently: "Since Brother Wu is doing his job on behalf of his father, I won't disturb you anymore." He bowed his hand, but he rarely enjoyed the feeling of his cousin coming close to him. The shyness and fear of being like a frightened deer was something that Chen Ao had never seen.

The 'Your Highness' looked at Zhou Ruo with a slight smile and said, "Miss, hello, my name is Suerya..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Ruo had already hid behind Chen Ao. Chen Ao sneered at Suerya and said, "My cousin is very bad."

"Why is this?" Seeing Chen Ao's bad intentions, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, but he was not angry.

Chen Ao smiled and said, "If anyone sees Your Highness, how good is it? Let's go away, we're going home." Holding my cousin's hand, my cousin's hand was a little cold, and she said with a sigh: "Cousin, let's go."

This Prince Suerya, Chen Ao had heard Wu Bi say before, but he didn't care about diplomatic affairs, and Ni Poluo or something was all his business. This South Asian monkey actually looked at her cousin like this. She really wanted to eat swan meat. My cousin hadn't succeeded even though she was close to the water!

He took his cousin into the carriage and ignored the donkey. Chen Ao also went in and opened the curtain of the car and said to Wu Bi: "Brother Wu, there will be a date in the future."
Chapter completed!