Chapter 646 Always Make the Best Use of Everything

The envoy's visit is aimed at negotiations between the two countries.

After checking into the inn, everyone is waiting for the negotiation, waiting for the moment when they step onto the negotiation table.

However, the main person on the other side of the negotiation was never in a hurry. Even after the negotiation time was set and everything was ready, no one showed up.

This is the case again today.

The negotiating parties of the two countries are already sitting in the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Only after everyone is ready can start to put the conditions on the table and debate with each other.

But after waiting and waiting, King Ting from Beicang never showed up. It wasn't until half an hour past the scheduled time that someone came to report.

King Ting traveled to Hongfeng Mountain, and he couldn't make it back. Please wait for a long time, let's leave the table for the time being, and we will discuss the matter next time.

Back in Qiande Hall, Feng Mohan was so angry that he immediately dropped a cup.

"What on earth does the court king want to do? This is already the third time, and he didn't attend the three times! The disability is amazing! Relying on a wheelchair, he can't walk, so let a group of people wait for him. Now that he knows he can't walk Lu, and running around doing things, for fear that others will not know that he is disabled!"

After cursing angrily, after calming down a bit, 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 did he keep procrastinating, as if there was nothing wrong with him?" Don't care what the outcome of the negotiations will be."

"People have come. If we don't talk about it today, we will talk about it tomorrow. What are you so anxious about? Negotiations between the two countries, psychological quality is the most important thing. Whoever can't calm down first will be passive and at a disadvantage."

"What does Uncle Huang mean to say that the court king did it on purpose? He released everyone's pigeons again and again, just to anger our country's negotiators?"

"Aren't you burning with anger now?"

Feng Mohan coughed lightly, inhaled and exhaled, and let himself regain his composure as soon as possible, "Then how should we deal with it? He is absent every time, do we still need to set a negotiation time? If it is set and he doesn't come, isn't it a waste of work? "

Feng Qingbai looked out of the window, his eyes were dark, and he tapped his fingers on his knees, "Not for now. It's not just us, but also all the envoys in Beicang who are worried about the king playing this trick. We just need to stand by Watch quietly, without making any movements, someone will put pressure on him."

"If the time is not fixed, 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 not in a hurry for him. When they really want to talk, they will send people to talk."

Feng Mohan nodded, since the uncle said that, then he was not in a hurry, he just assumed that the other party was really just here for sightseeing.

As a king, avoid impetuosity and impetuosity.

On the mountain road of Hongfeng Mountain on the outskirts of the city.

Four porters sit on a soft sedan chair, and the prince in white clothes sits on it, enjoying the scenery leisurely and comfortably.

The two maidservants followed behind. The cheeks were dripping with sweat.

Hongfeng Mountain is not high, but it is a challenge for those who are not good at walking. Of course, this challenge does not exist in King Ting's eyes.

He doesn't have to go at all, someone will do his job.

Just use some silver.

The sedan chair stopped beside a gazebo on the mountainside.

The man on the palanquin clapped his hands lightly, his robe flipped and he fell gently into the pavilion.

From top to bottom, overlooking the beautiful scenery below.

It was nearly September, and the maple leaves on the mountain were half yellow and half red, mixed together, very gorgeous.

When the maple leaves are not yet red, there are not many people going up the mountain for outings, only occasionally seeing one or two tourists. When they pass by, they glance at the man and are curious about the way he goes outing.

"My lord, the people over there should have dispersed, do you want to go back?" Naturally, that person refers to the negotiating parties.

Duan Ting smiled, "Anyway, they're already gone, so going back now won't help. Just in time, I can take a look at the scenery easily."

The maid bit her lips. Although she was afraid of the young master's temper, she couldn't help reminding, "Young master has missed the appointment three times, I'm afraid it will cause dissatisfaction on both sides."

Not to mention the Nanling side, it is their envoy group from Beicang. Although each of them is headed by a young master, those ministers all came here with a mission. It is also unacceptable for the young master to miss the appointment repeatedly and disrupt the peace talks between the two countries.

The man didn't care about it, "Since you're out to play, relax and have fun. Even if they are dissatisfied, what can they do with me?"

"If the matter is passed back, it is inevitable that someone will sue the young master, what should we do then."

"What's the complaint? It's not that we don't talk about it, just talk about it later. My legs can't walk, I can't go back, and it's not what I want, isn't it?"

The maid was rendered speechless by the forceful words.

Even after serving the young master for many years, they often couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

He always acts according to his own will, thinking out as soon as he thinks out, which makes people unable to keep up.

The sun is setting in the western mountains, and the sky is full of clouds.

Not long after Feng Qingbai walked out of the imperial study, he saw a man sitting in a wheelchair with his back to the setting sun and smiling at him.

The afterglow of the setting sun coated his white shirt with a layer of purple gold, bathing his whole body in a light halo.

I chose the pavilion near the lake in the Royal Garden and sat opposite each other.

"This king is envious of King Ting's leisurely mood."

"If King Nanling thinks, what's the point of leisure?"

The surroundings have retreated to the left and right, Feng Qingbai looked at the man opposite, and smiled slightly, "The fourteenth son of Beicang Emperor, the king of the court ranked last, he was mediocre when he was young, but he suddenly showed his brilliant talents after he was bad, and occupied a place in the royal family with his crippled body However, as far as this king knows, although Bei Canghuang cherishes his talents, he will not make concessions without a bottom line. The peace talks between the North and the South have been interrupted three times. Once again, even if the King Ting is favored again, he will not be able to bear the emperor's wrath."

"Anger can be angry, but as long as I am still useful, Father will not let me lie down in the imperial mausoleum so quickly. After a child is born, we must make the best use of everything." King Ting also smiled.

"Then the king will wait for the day when King Ting will exhaust his patience."

"Don't wait any longer, set a time, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow for peace talks." Ting Wang turned his head to look at the blushing sky. I have been looking forward to Nanling for a long time, especially after hearing rumors in the army that there was a deputy lieutenant in the Nanling barracks who was seriously ill and was supposed to be dying, but after retiring he was treated in Kyoto and healed well. Put on the armor again and go to the battlefield. I am even more curious. Is there really a magic technique in this world? Afterwards, I asked people to inquire about it. My lord guess what I found?"

Feng Qingbai didn't answer, his eyes were dark.

King Ting didn't seem to care about his answer, "It's nothing to turn the mortal into a miracle, that person can even bring the dead back to life. With such miraculous medical skills, the prince said, is it possible for my legs to be cured?...Xinghua Village, in the cloud Xiangshan, right?"

The water pavilion is silent.

Afterwards, the corners of Feng Qingbai's lips curled up slowly, and he suddenly struck at the court king, his five fingers like hooks.