Chapter 135: Departure for a Diplomatic Mission

Chen Mo took the imperial edict and slowly stepped back.

Most of the civil and military officials were surprised. They really couldn't understand why His Majesty would use Chen Mo, a military attache, as an envoy to go to Beili.

However, many officials have known about this before, so they are not surprised now.

After conferring awards to many new scholars, there were no major events at the court meeting. Several officials presented memorials and discussed only trivial matters.

"Brother Chen, why did the imperial court give you a civil service and send you as an envoy to Beili?"

After the meeting dispersed, Li Chenyu hurriedly approached Chen Mo and asked in confusion.

"This matter is related to the imperial court's plans, so you'd better not ask any more questions."

Chen Mo smiled and shook his head without explaining to him.

Li Chenyu thought for a moment and didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Walking all the way back home, the servants in the palace have successively sent the ceremonial seals of the fourth-rank officials in court uniforms, along with the same imperial edict.

"The Emperor, who is entrusted with the destiny of heaven, has issued an edict. I have heard that Zhao Yu, the wife of Chen Mo, a man from Qingmu County, is a virtuous and virtuous person, with a beautiful appearance and a wise mind.

Now I grant him the title of wife of the fourth grade. I hope that the husband and wife will always be united and have a happy union for a hundred years! "

The palace minister who came to read out the imperial edict spoke loudly.

Zhao Yu was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes couldn't help showing surprise. He turned to look at Chen Mo, with tears glistening in his eyes.

She knew that Chen Mo must have asked for this fate for herself.

For a moment, I felt so moved and joyful that I couldn't describe it. I just stared at Chen Mo blankly.

"Hurry up and accept the imperial edict." He pushed Zhao Yu gently, and then she realized what she was doing. She stepped forward in three steps and then bowed down and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, the daughter of the people!"

Chen Mo skillfully took out the silver from his arms and rewarded the palace ministers who came to deliver the message.

"Husband!" Zhao Yu accepted the imperial edict, turned around and hugged Chen Mo tightly, refusing to let go for a moment.

"Are you happy? From now on, you will also be the royal wife of the imperial court." Chen Mo smiled softly and also put his arms around her.

"Yes." Zhao Yu responded, with tears falling down his beautiful cheeks.

"Thank you." She whispered softly and thanked her very seriously.

She knew that her destiny was not easy to come by. As a reward, it was not easy to obtain. Chen Mo must have spent a lot of effort to get it for her.

"We, husband and wife, are one and the same. What can we say to outsiders? This is what you told me once, why have you forgotten it today?"

Chen Mo smiled, skillfully took out a handkerchief from Zhao Yu's arms and wiped away her tears.

"Yeah." Zhao Yu nodded again.

"But I have to tell you one thing. In a while, I will be on a mission to Beili for the special envoy. It will take several months to return."

Chen Mo spoke softly and told her what he would do next.

"Ah! You are going to Beili. Isn't it dangerous?" Zhao Yu looked slightly worried.

Her knowledge of Beili was limited to the fact that some goods from Beili flowed into the capital. She had seen these before and knew that Beili was hostile to Dagan, but she knew nothing else.

"The two countries are at war. If we don't kill the envoys, I am going as an envoy, so how can I be in danger?" Chen Mo said with a relieved smile.

What he said was true. The danger he faced this time definitely did not come from Beili.

There may be people in Beili who want to hinder the peace talks, but there will never be anyone who wants to kill him.

Unless they plan to completely break up with Da Gan and start a war immediately. Or maybe Chen Mo took the initiative to stir up trouble, forcing Beili to kill him, and then start the war.

Otherwise, the Beili people would never take the initiative to attack him, and even if Chen Mo died in Beili territory, it would lead to another war between the two countries.

Without the intervention of demons and powerful aliens, this mission would definitely not be called dangerous.

"That's good, but you have to go so far this time, so you still have to be careful on the road."

Zhao Yu still warned with a cautious look on her face. She didn't know much about Beili, but she also knew that traveling far away was not a safe thing.

"Don't worry, I'll go with the imperial envoy." Chen Mo smiled and reassured her, holding her hand and walking into the study.

Zhao Yu ground ink and laid paper for him, while Chen Mo splashed ink and wrote letters.

He had achieved the title of No. 1 Scholar and was awarded an official title by the imperial court. Of course, he should tell his adoptive father these things.

After writing the letter, Chen Mo went straight to the Ministry of Rites the next day.

Going to Beili as an envoy was something that the Ministry of Rites needed to do, and of course he, the special envoy, had to participate.

The officials of the Ministry of Rites are responsible for the specific peace talks, but he will have to intervene in many matters when the time comes.

In addition, he had to get to know the situation and see what chance this peace negotiation had of succeeding.

In the next ten days, Chen Mo either practiced the Liuhe Halberd Technique or learned about Beili's situation in the Ministry of Rites.

Unlike the founding ancestor of Daqian who established the country through force, the establishment of Beili mainly relied on the contributions of many great families.

Therefore, in the Beili court, aristocratic families held a large weight, and the power of the emperor was far less concentrated than that of Daqian.

Therefore, this peace negotiation has a 50% chance of success.

The Beili royal family also did not want to continue the war with Daqian. Once the war continued, they would have to rely more on the big family.

If there is a chance to negotiate a peace, the royal family will join forces with many small and medium-sized families to still want to negotiate a peace.

As long as the peace negotiation can be successful, the power of those big families alone will not be able to start the war lightly.

The Beili royal family also has the ability to improve its own internal situation.

Daqian does have many problems, but Beili is not much better.

The competition between the two countries is never about who is better, but about who is not that bad.

Both sides are like two decaying giants, both waiting for the other to collapse first, so that they can devour the other's flesh and blood and prolong their lives.

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye, and the time came to the eighth day of June. Today was the auspicious day chosen by the Supervisor Tiansi, and the envoy team should set off at the same time.

Chen Mo had made preparations early, wearing a fourth-grade official robe and putting his weapons and armor in his storage bag.

Zhao Yu also prepared a lot of dry food for him, which is now also placed in the storage bag.

As an independent space, the storage bag also contains the concept of the passage of time.

Things stored in them will of course break down over time.

However, because the inside and outside are isolated from any contamination, the storage time will be relatively longer.

"My benefactor, this is the nourishing liquid I have condensed during this period of time."

Wei Xia brought over seven or eight porcelain vases and handed them to Chen Mo with a serious look on his face.

After discussions between Chen Mo and Zhao Yu, they set aside a row of wing rooms in their small courtyard for Wei Xia to live in. This row of wing rooms was turned into her own ghostland, where she could move physically.

Anyone who walks into it will be trapped in the ghost realm where she lives.

Ordinary maids and servants were naturally not allowed to enter this row of rooms, but Zhao Yu would often enter them with various fruits to chat with Wei Xia to relieve his boredom.

Chen Mo occasionally went in to chat with her, and even wrote two letters to He Luoyun, asking him about Wei Xia's family.

"It will take me several months to come back. Everything in the inner city is safe. Just don't run around." Chen Mo warned carefully.

Ghosts are indeed precious, but it also depends on whose hands they are in. Naturally, no one would dare to snatch them away from them.

"Young lady, I understand." Wei Xia nodded obediently and saluted Chen Mofu, "I wish you a safe journey."

Chen Mo smiled at her, turned around and left. Zhao Yu kept following him, his eyes full of reluctance, but he didn't say a word.

Beili was not like other places. It was too far away. She couldn't help but worry that Chen Mo would never return.

"Don't worry, there won't be any problems when I go on a mission this time, just stay at home and wait for my return.

At that time, I will go to the capital of Beili to have a look. If there are any new things, I will buy some and bring them back to you. "

Chen Mo took her into his arms and comforted her softly.

Zhao Yu hugged him tightly, but finally let go slowly.

"Be careful, I'll wait for you at home." She warned while standing in front of the door.

"Okay, I will definitely come back to eat the meal you cooked for me. I also want to eat sweet and sour fish again." Chen Mo smiled, held hands and made a promise with her.

"Okay." Zhao Yu looked serious and nodded vigorously in agreement.

Chen Mo waved his hand at her, motioning for her to go back to the house, while he strode out of the inner city.

Zhao Yu kept standing in front of the door and watching until Chen Mo's figure completely disappeared.

She was worried, but she believed that Chen Mo would definitely come back. This scene had happened many times, and neither she nor Chen Mo had ever missed an appointment.

Outside the inner city, the mission had already prepared its carriages and horses, waiting for an auspicious time to set off.

The standards of this mission were extremely high, and the carriages and horses used were all royal horses, in order to reach the capital of Beili more quickly.

This royal horse is born with magical powers, although it cannot travel eight hundred miles a day and a thousand miles at night.

But he can still carry a thousand kilograms of weight and gallop five hundred miles in one day.

The most important thing is to rest for a night and feed it some good grain and royal family's special horse grain pills, so that the horse can continue to run wildly.

That's what matters most.

There is a distance of fifteen thousand miles between the capital of Daqian and the capital of Beili. If you ride an ordinary horse, you have to go all the way to the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.

This time when I went to peace talks, in addition to the credentials, I also prepared six cars of national gifts. Their value is quite high, and even the most powerful people will be moved.

"Mr. Chen." A doctor from the Ministry of Rites, with a strong body, several scars on his face, and a fierce aura, was sitting on the carriage to rest when he saw Chen Mo approaching and said hurriedly.

"Senior, please get up quickly. I have to go back and forth with you all the way."

Chen Mo put his hand on him and helped him up. Of course, the person in front of him was not a doctor in the Ministry of Rites. He was only temporarily awarded the position of doctor in the Ministry of Rites to facilitate this mission.

There are more than forty people in the delegation. Apart from Chen Mo, there are two Houtian warriors protecting the delegation.

In addition, there are innate strong people guarding you in the dark. If the demonic or alien innate strong people show up, these strong people will take action.

"If you don't deserve to be called Senior General, just call me Lao Qian." Qian Jiu grinned and looked very respectful.

Chen Mo didn't really act like a senior just because he called him senior.

"Envoy, in addition to me, there are ten brothers from the Tongmai Realm who will serve as guards this time. They are all here now."

Zhao Wen walked up to Chen Mo, bowed and saluted.

He was also an acquired talent and led ten other Yulin guards as escorts for the mission.

"Let's all rest for now and wait for the right time." Chen Mo waved his hand and had no intention of talking nonsense.

In the blink of an eye, the auspicious moment was approaching, and the emperor personally led hundreds of civil and military officials to see off the delegation from Beijing.

The streets have long been under martial law, and countless imperial guards have cleared a road leading directly to the city gate.

"The auspicious time has come!" A loud shout rang out, and the bells that had been prepared were played. This is the etiquette and music used to send envoys off to the enemy's country. It is a bit like going on an expedition, but it is relatively more peaceful.

Chen Mo rode his horse at the front of the delegation, and the rest followed.

When he reached the main gate of the capital, he stopped and dismounted.

"Aiqing is going this time, but to protect yourself." Zhao Huaili explained in a low voice.

He knew that this matter was dangerous, so he didn't say anything else at this time, just asked Chen Mo to protect himself as much as possible.

"I will not fail in your mission!" Chen Mo bowed, and the envoys bowed one after another.

Finally, they bid farewell to the emperor, and the envoys officially set off to Beili!

Correction: After the previous chapter was revised, the protagonist's current official position is the fourth-rank Xuanwu General, and in order to facilitate the mission, he is temporarily granted the position of Minister of Rites.