Chapter 268

Chapter 268 Asking for Marriage

The ceremony was held in Bancheng.

The Mon people arrived at Ban City early and arranged the palace in the city.

The slave stood beside the Mon king, combed his hair, put on his rich clothes, and decorated him with precious stones...

The ministers stood at the foot of the steps and carefully raised their heads to see the face of the Mon king.

They thought that the young and energetic king would not be able to bear such humiliation...

But I didn't expect that his expression was surprisingly calm, and this calmness also effectively wiped away the anxiety in the hearts of the ministers.

The slave's trembling voice sounded: "King."

"Are you ready?" the king of the Meng clan asked, stood up, and then faced the ministers.

He was already rugged by nature, but now standing on the steps, he looked even more like a beast on the plateau.

There was no trace of the immaturity of a young man on his face, and he only said in a deep voice: "Do you think my calmness is because I don't care about the failure of my Mon clan? Is it because I have bent my bones in the face of the humiliation of the Liang Dynasty?"

"No, I don't dare."

"I have never thought so." The ministers rushed to speak out.

The Mon king's expression did not change: "Hate and ambition should not be talked about."

He said, slowly walking down the stone steps: "I want you to remember this in your hearts today."

The ministers were shocked and responded loudly: "Yes!"

"Let's go." The king of the Meng clan walked in front.

Everyone deeply remembered the death of the national master, but finally focused their efforts on the king.

They came to the royal palace where the ceremony was held.

This place was built against the mountains and was magnificently built. Thousands of slaves died just to build the long staircase in front of it.

King Xuan rode a war horse captured from the Mon people, holding Princess Xuan on his chest, and rode up the stairs.

Every step of the stairs is made smooth so that you won't fall down.

The minister standing next to the Mon king changed his expression slightly: "Why doesn't he use a sedan chair?"

Riding on a horse, the momentum will naturally be different.

It was obviously a ceremony for both parties to shake hands and make peace, but it was more like a feast for him to announce that the king had marched straight in to conquer the royal court.

The king of the Meng clan did not speak. He stared closely at Xue Qingyin who was leaning in front of King Xuan.

"It's a demonstration..." the Mon king said in a low voice.

"How can I bear this?" the minister said sternly.

The king of the Meng clan knew that he just talked about it.

After all, if someone really wants to go up and drag King Xuan down right now, who would dare to go? The shadow of being beaten to a pulp in the past was still lingering in his mind, so he was the only one who dared to go up there as a king.

The king of the Meng clan simply said: "I heard that King Xuan was also riding a horse in the palace of the Liang Dynasty..."

The minister looked puzzled.

The king of the Meng clan followed closely and said: "In the court of the Liang Dynasty, except for the emperor, no one else is allowed to fight horses without an imperial edict. Otherwise, it will be regarded as a breach of etiquette before the emperor or even a crime of treason. He alone enjoys this honor..."

The implication is that if people are like this in front of the Emperor of Liang Dynasty, let alone in front of defeated generals like us?

The minister couldn't help but sigh.

Who told him that he was indeed a powerful person?

But the King of the Meng clan turned his eyes and thought of something quickly.

How could King Xuan be to the Liang Dynasty not Lin Gu to the Meng people?

At this time, the king of the Meng clan heard the sad voice of the minister beside him: "If I had known this, it would be better to kill Princess Xuan."

When the king of the Meng clan heard this, he said frankly: "I don't want to give up."

"Then it would be better to force her to stay in the Mon clan as soon as possible so that she can have the king's heirs."

The king of the Meng clan said again: "I don't want to give up. I'm afraid she won't be humiliated like this."

The minister's features suddenly crowded together and he didn't know what to say.

The king of the Meng clan sighed: "But there are always people who are willing to give up."

The minister was startled.

What does this mean?

The minister's expression changed, and he quickly sensed the taste of the Meng clan king's words.

He showed a look of sudden enlightenment and bowed to the king of the Meng clan: "The Liang people's military book says that conspiracy is the most important thing. The king's move is also a conspiracy."

The king of the Meng clan smiled and stopped talking.

At this time, the sound of horse hooves was approaching, and King Xuan had already brought Xue Qingyin to the front.

"Go and lead the horse for His Royal Highness King Xuan." The King of the Meng clan ordered the ministers around him.

The minister did not hesitate, stepped forward and held the horse's rope: "Your Highness King Xuan, please."

King Xuan did not move, but lowered his eyes with cold eyes.

The minister standing in front of him could not help but shudder, and then he responded: "Your Highness King Xuan, Princess Xuan, please."

Xue Qingyin smiled and praised: "You are still very smart."

As soon as she finished speaking, a slave came forward, knelt down and bowed his back to welcome her to dismount.

Xue Qingyin thought: Why is this necessary?

The next moment, King Xuan turned over and dismounted, then opened his arms and picked up Xue Qingyin very lightly.

The tassels hanging in front of her began to sway.

This caused everyone to be shaken instinctively.

Princess Xuan is so dressed up today, she is really beautiful.

The two men walked side by side and stepped into the door. The Meng clan king's face turned gloomy for a moment, and then he turned to follow.

"Greetings to His Royal Highness King Xuan of the Kingdom of Heaven." The rest of the people in the door had to kneel down and worship.

Now that peace talks are in progress, the Liang Dynasty will naturally become their superior state.

Xue Qingyin turned her eyes and looked around. They are all Mon people...

Just thinking about it.

The back of my hand feels warm.

King Xuan held her hand firmly.

Wait until you reach the high level.

Xue Qingyin thought to herself that she was not afraid at all... But the problem now is...

Xue Qingyin raised her eyes and looked at the steps.

There were two thrones there.

The one on the left is inlaid with gems and engraved with Meng characters; the one on the right is inlaid with jade and engraved with Liang Dynasty characters.

It is obvious that one belongs to the King of Meng and the other is prepared for King Xuan. The preparation is very careful.

There is no one for me, right?

Xue Qingyin curled her lips.

The Meng officials did not expect that the Princess of Xuan would come today. After all, she had fallen into the hands of the Meng before, and they thought that King Xuan would be shy...

"Your Highness, let's go and set up a chair for the Princess of Xuan. How about setting it below you?"

King Xuan did not speak.

The atmosphere suddenly froze.

The Meng officials could not help but mutter secretly, would they break down the peace talks for such a small matter?

Xue Qingyin struggled for King Xuan's hand, but failed to break free.

He held her tightly, without any intention of letting go.

The slaves on the side were already rushing to move the chair under the command.

"Yinyin, go." King Xuan said in a deep voice.

Go?

Ah?

Xue Qingyin also thought that he was going to take her away and not participate in this useless ceremony.

Who knew that King Xuan grabbed her and asked her to climb the high steps together.

"Sit down." King Xuan first put his arm around her waist, hugged her, and then put her on the throne that belonged to him.

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Xue Qingyin was stunned for a moment, then relaxed her tense waist, moved her buttocks, and leaned firmly against the throne.

Oh, you don't say it.

No wonder so many people want to be emperor.

So it feels like sitting in a high position, looking down at the back of everyone's head...

"Your Highness, this..." The ministers below the steps spoke, fearing that King Xuan would take their throne in a moment.

What would that look like?

King Xuan didn't even look at them, and sat on a throne next to Xue Qingyin.

Fortunately, most thrones are built to be extra wide, so it's not difficult to accommodate two people.

"In the future, Yinyin will go up to countless high platforms with me." King Xuan said.

Xue Qingyin's heart was shaken.

Ah?

Including... the one in the capital?

"Read the peace talk." King Xuan looked at the people below the steps.

They choked in their throats, weren't they also trembling?

The Meng people can remarry at will and have multiple husbands. Is it because of their high status? Of course not. It's just because there are few women in the Meng people.

The Princess of Nipolo was sent to the Meng tribe, but the Meng king said she would be ignored. He said she would be given to the national teacher, but she was given to Lin Gu... This is a good example.

Didn't the Liang Dynasty practice male superiority and female inferiority?

Why did King Xuan share the throne with his wife?

The Meng king stood at the bottom of the stairs and sighed again.

If Xue Qingyin was his queen, he could still let her stand by his side, share her power, land, and three thousand slaves...

What a pity.

What a pity! At his age, he really couldn't compete with King Xuan.

The Meng king climbed the stairs and sat down beside his throne: "Read it."

The ceremony was not as long as Xue Qingyin imagined... I don't know if King Xuan had told him about it early.

After the ceremony, the two sides exchanged tokens and each kept a document. King Xuan would lead the remaining army to completely withdraw from the land of the Meng tribe.

The Meng king watched them ride away again.

He called the ministers around him: "Prepare the things according to the list I gave you this morning, and separate them from the tribute to Emperor Liang..."

"This is..."

"This is what I want to present to King Xuan." The King of Meng said.

"The things on that list are all rare things..." The minister was surprised.

"What we want is rare things." The King of Meng did not want to say more.

The minister had to nod and do it.

The King of Meng called him: "I want to write a letter to the Emperor of Liang."

The minister felt that he understood: "The king wants to write a letter to sue King Xuan? Sue him for asking us for rare things? The king wants to sow discord between Emperor Liang and King Xuan? Emperor Liang allowed him to ride a horse in the palace. It seems to be an honor... Could it be that Emperor Liang is already afraid of this son..."

The King of Meng: "I want to write a letter to ask if the wife of King Xuan has any sisters at home, and I want to marry her as my queen."

Minister: "...Ah?"

The face of the King of Meng showed the scheming of an adult man.

He said, "Plotting requires skill."

Let's see whether the King Xuan and his wife are successfully provoked first, or the King Xuan and Emperor Liang are successfully provoked first.

The minister bowed and flattered: "The king is smart!"

Neither side said anything more.

Can the minister really not guess the king's mind?

Not necessarily.

He thought he would never end up like Lin Gu...

The team transporting tribute followed the King Xuan's army all the way to Yizhou.

Fang Chengzhong soon found something wrong and quickly found King Xuan. He said in a deep voice: "Among the Meng tribe's teams, there is a team with a hundred cars that stopped in Yizhou city and didn't move."

The guard on the side asked: "Do they want to take advantage of us? Do they want us to escort them into Beijing?"

Fang Chengzhong shook his head: "The large army has already gone to the capital, and only a part of it remains."

The guard said: "You can find out if you just ask..."

Fang Chengzhong looked at King Xuan for instructions.

"Well, let's leave this matter to Du Hongxue," King Xuan said.

Du Hongxue was accustomed to handling various chores in the army, so he immediately led a team of soldiers to meet the Mon people.

It was already dark at this time, and the lights suddenly turned on. When the Meng people saw them, they were startled and quickly got up from the temporary tent.

"What are you doing? Is His Royal Highness King Xuan going to break the contract?" they said with serious expressions and inwardly dismay.

"Why are you staying here? Don't you go to Beijing with the army?" Du Hongxue asked while riding on his horse, lowering his head.

"What we are bringing are gifts to His Highness King Xuan." They breathed a sigh of relief and said.

"A hundred cars loaded with gifts...are about to catch up with the tributes. It seems you have evil intentions." Du Hongxue saw through it at a glance.

It is nothing more than waiting for the ministers of the court to read the book of King Xuan and say that he embezzled tribute and dared to cross the emperor.

These Mon people hesitantly said: "No, I don't have any evil intentions."

Du Hongxue pulled out the knife he carried with him: "Stand guard and report to His Highness for disposal."

The Meng people's expression changed and they blurted out: "It's all for Princess Xuan!"

Du Hongxue frowned and wanted to cut off this man's mouth.

It turns out that the Mon king is still coveting our princess...

"It seems like you deserve to die!" Du Hongxue said, about to dismount and kill.

The Meng people were so shocked that they said repeatedly: "You can't take action. Now that the tribute has just been delivered to the capital, without the will of the Emperor of Liang Dynasty, you have no right to take action!"

Du Hongxue paused and raised his hand.

The knife in his hand whirled and flew out.

The expression of the leader of the Meng people changed drastically. Really do it? It was too late to hide, so he quickly turned his head, and the knife flew out after grazing his mouth, and finally penetrated deeply into the ground.

He raised his hand and touched it.

It's blood.

...Everyone under King Xuan is really a warrior!

I had only seen Fang Chengzhong before, but now even a young man who mostly managed miscellaneous tasks in the army was so determined.

The Meng man lowered his face and secretly remembered these things in his heart.

When he raised his head again, the young general had already left on horseback, while the other soldiers were guarding the area with cold expressions.

Like taking care of livestock.

But the Mon people have always endured hardship... So they looked at each other and said nothing, let alone made trouble.

Du Hongxue quickly returned to King Xuan and roughly explained what had happened. He didn't dare to hide from King Xuan, but when he said the last sentence, he couldn't help but stutter.

"...That's it."

After Du Hongxue finished speaking, he didn't even dare to look at King Xuan's face at this moment.

"He's bluffing you." Xue Qingyin's voice sounded first.

"Huh?" Du Hongxue was startled, then raised his head.

"Your guess was correct. They want to deliberately drive a wedge between your Highness and the Emperor." Xue Qingyin thought to herself, I will not take the blame!

Du Hongxue's face turned even more ugly as he said, "I know that these aliens have evil intentions and even used the princess as an excuse... Couldn't they have instigated not only the emperor, but also His Highness and the princess?"

He thought for a moment and said: "I will force them to take their things back to the Meng tribe!"

"Don't, they are all slandering me like this..." Xue Qingyin said unhappily.

Du Hongxue immediately said: "Then I will kill the leader and make it look like he was killed by a wild beast."

Xue Qingyin tilted her head and smiled: "What I mean is that things have to be kept."