The Yuan Dynasty agreed to exchange her sister for Princess Mingzhu back to the palace, and she is now on the way. I hope you can send troops to Kuizhou as soon as possible to resist the White Horse Army in Shu.

Signature: Zhao Shi.

What Li Wangyuan cares most about is this sister who depends on each other in the capital. Now, it is finally time to meet each other.

His eyes were staring at the letter, and the more he looked, the more he became ecstatic and happy he was in his expression.

Inside the house, the old ministers of Xixia all showed doubts.

"May I have your name?"

When his eyes were removed from the letter, Li Wangyuan looked at the centurion who was delivering the letter, his eyes still full of excitement.

The centurion seemed to have predicted that the happy event was about to come, and there was also a happy look that passed through his eyes and bowed: "The last general Zhuo Luo and the Southern Army Sixu Centurion Liu Gang."

"Um."

Li Wangyuan nodded and waved, "You have made great contributions in this matter, so let's go ahead first. I will be rewarded later."

The centurion looked happy, "The last general, Xie Zheng."

Then he smiled and walked outside. The credit was simply picked up. Moreover, the coach even asked him for his name, which was undoubtedly a vanity for a mere centurion like him.

The Centurion is just the lowest-level general. How many of them can be remembered by the head coach?

Li Wangyuan looked at an old man in the room with a very profound eyes, and said, "Mr. Zhongsun, I will give this Liu Gang a reward of 100 taels later, and I will promote it as appropriate."

Afraid that Mo Ye would be eighty years old, the old man named Zhongsun quickly agreed, "Old minister accepts the order."

He is the highest-ranking minister among these old Xixia ministers. Xixia surrendered to the Yuan Dynasty more than 50 years ago. At that time, he was already a powerful minister in the Xixia Dynasty.

After receiving the order, he couldn't help but ask Li Wangyuan in confusion, "Why is your highness so surprised?"

Only these old ministers insisted on calling Li Wangyuan the Highness.

Everyone in the room looked at Li Wangyuan and waited for his reply. They were all curious about this.

Li Wangyuan undoubtedly trusted these old ministers very much, and handed the letter to Zhongsun Qifu, happily saying, "My sister is about to be able to return to our Xixia."

However, some people in the house were happy, while others were quite dull.

Li Wangyuan cared about Li Xiushu, which does not mean that these old ministers in Xixia care about them all. After all, Li Xiushu was just a princess in Xixia.

And where is the prince important?

These old ministers of Xixia would be loyal to Li Wangyuan because of their loyalty to Xixia, but would never be loyal to Li Xiushu.

Since ancient times, only Wu Zetian of the Tang Dynasty has been praised as emperor.

Zhongsun Qifu was not very excited, and handed the letter to the others. Instead, he frowned slightly and said, "Your Highness, do you really plan to face the White Horse Army in Shu?"

If they only went to Lizhou East Road to deter the White Horse Army, they would have nothing to do with it. But if they really fought, the power of Xixia would inevitably be damaged, so they would have to be cautious.

Li Wangyuan's eyes were filled with the expressions of the people in the room, and his joy disappeared, and he said in a deep voice: "Are you planning to ignore my sister's life and death?"

These words are a bit harsh.

This scared the loyal ministers in the house very much and didn't dare to do so.

Li Xiushu is still a princess after all.

Not caring much or not caring at all are different things.

If they said they didn't care about Li Xiushu's death at this time, wouldn't it mean they didn't care about the Western Xia royal family?

But these people were afraid that they would inevitably sigh in their hearts. Li Wangyuan valued this sister too much and would rather go to war with Shu for this reason. This was not a decision that an emperor should make.

How can the emperor not put the overall situation first?

But unfortunately, except for him, there is no authentic Xixia royal family in the world. They have no choice at all.

Speaking of this, the Western Xia is even worse than the Song Dynasty. At least, in addition to Zhao, there was also Zhao Bing in the Song Dynasty.

Zhongsun Qifu pondered for a moment and said, "Your Highness cares about Princess Xiushu, but he is a role model in the world. But will the Song Dynasty really send the princess back as agreed?"

Li Wangyuan pondered.

He really didn't know much about Zhao Dongting and really didn't dare to make such a guarantee.

But he later said: "No matter what, stop the White Horse Army first. I believe that the Emperor of the Song Dynasty would never want to rebel against us, Xixia."

Although he stays in Dadu all year round, he still has this overall view.

Zhongsun Qifu and others were silent. At this time, anyone could see that Li Wangyuan had made up his mind.

Li Wangyuan's decision may have caused countless Xixia soldiers to die on the battlefield. These are the people that these old ministers finally pulled up.

Li Wangyuan has never done anything, and may not care much, but those of them who have put in a lot of effort into it undoubtedly care closely.

Many people looked at Zhongsun Qifu, who was led by the leadership.

Zhongsun Qifu finally spoke, "Your Highness, it is probably not easy to block the White Horse Army with our troops! Old officials heard that the White Horse Army has mastered the hot air balloon and sky-blasting technology of the Song Dynasty. With our weapons, the soldiers will probably be passive at that time."

Li Wangyuan's eyes glanced at everyone, "Does the generals here read the military tactics in their hearts in vain?"

Zhongsun Qifu sighed softly and stopped talking.

In order to save Li Xiushu, Li Wangyuan can be said to be "terminal ill".
Chapter completed!