Chapter 680 Lord, Please Advise Me in the Future

When she said these words, the Seventeenth Princess was ready to go all out.

She has always acted and spoken boldly, since she has been seen through, why should she cover up.

However, her bold words and deeds did not cause any reaction from Feng Qingbai.

It's as if she wasn't talking to him.

Reject people thousands of miles away.

This kind of ignoring is more hurtful than direct rejection.

The boat had landed, and Feng Qingbai nodded to the two of them, "It's getting late, I'll go back to rest first, you two have a slow chat."

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the cabin and went ashore without looking back.

Shi Qi sat on the boat and looked at the back of the man, gritted his teeth angrily.

A series of light laughter came from around.

"Brother Fourteen, is it funny? But yes, there is nothing else you can do except look at other people's jokes." With a mocking sentence, he got up and straightened his clothes, and Seventeen walked away with lotus steps.

This kind of irony is not painful to Duan Ting at all. How many people have been ridiculed by the royal family because of disability these years?

Slowly pouring himself a glass of wine, he said when the woman was about to leave the boat, "You are my younger sister anyway, don't say that my elder brother didn't warn you, the King of Nanling is not someone you can afford to provoke. Finally , I’m afraid there’s only reason to cry.”

"Don't bother Brother Fourteen." A useless person, preaching to her? laugh.

What the seventeenth princess wanted was never out of reach.

From the day the Nanling envoys landed on the land, the people in the entire Beicang had been waiting.

Wait for the news from the capital to see how the royal family resolved the assassination of the general, and what kind of responsibility Nanling will bear.

Waiting to see how the Beicang royal family avenged the general.

During this period, the Nanling envoys had more than a dozen contacts with the Beicang royal family and courtiers, big and small. Beicang finally let go and set a time for the talks.

The first thing to talk about is naturally the assassination of General Beicang on the border of Nanling.

At the beginning, the two countries worked together to investigate, but they couldn't find out what happened, but the incident happened in Nanling, so Beicang naturally pointed the finger at Nanling, and they had to bear the responsibility.

This negotiation is actually to draw a conclusion on the matter. Nanling should bear the burden and pay for it, but it will never take the blame for what it shouldn't.

The venue for the negotiation is the Hall of Yanghe.

Officials from the two countries rushed to sit in the hall one after another before the hour, and waited in full force.

Feng Qingbai was the last one to arrive, still wearing a purple robe, walking at the end of the crowd, his footsteps were as unhurried as before, his clear face remained unmoved, and his deep and long eyes were calm and unruffled.

Make people unable to see through emotions.

Beside the pillars of the steps beside the Hall of Yanghe, a woman is dressed up, her smile is charming and flamboyant, "My lord, I wish the negotiation between the two dynasties a success, and in the future... please give me your advice."

Feng Qingbai's eyes were almost inconspicuous, he glanced at the woman and passed her by.

"According to Princess Seventeen's auspicious words."

When all the people arrived, the palace door was slowly closed.

What's going on inside, people outside don't know.

The Seventeenth Princess smiled unabated and waved, "Go, go back to the bedroom and help me choose the dowry!"

"Congratulations princess, congratulations princess!" The two maidservants immediately complimented in unison.

"My palace, I also accept your good words, reward!"

"Thank you princess!"

The woman's cheerful laughter spilled over the entrance of the main hall and gradually disappeared.

At this moment in the hall, the atmosphere is solemn and tense.

Beicang officials are not fuel-efficient lamps. As soon as they sit down, the first thing they mention is the heavy loss that the death of General Luo Beichuan has brought to Beicang.

Good generals are hard to find, and if the court loses a general, it may not be possible to train an equally outstanding talent for decades.

The two countries had been fighting for years over the border issue, and the death of General Beicang weakened the strength of the Beicang barracks.

If a person dies on the battlefield, there is nothing to say.

But unfortunately, Luo Beichuan went to Nanling as an envoy, and then died on the land of Nanling.

This rises to conspiracy theory.

Officials of the two dynasties had a heated debate on this issue, and each made a generous statement.

As the largest person in power of the two countries, Bei Canghuang followed Feng Qingbai without saying a word, allowing both parties to quarrel.

After the quarrel had come to an end, and after a moment of silence, Bei hurriedly said, "King of Nanling, what do you think about this? It is true that my great general died in the territory of Nanling. No matter who the murderer was or what his purpose was, Nanling is at this point. The Lord is also to blame. You failed to protect our envoys."

"Your Majesty's words are wrong. Although people died in our Nanling, the reason behind it makes people think deeply, not to mention General Luo, but only King Ting. During his mission in Nanling, he used to live in the Nanling Palace. Someone wanted to break through the defense of the palace to assassinate, but fortunately, he was stopped by my palace guards, but the identity of the assassin is intriguing." Feng Qingbai smiled, took out a few tokens from his pocket, and placed them on the table one by one , "I heard that this kind of pattern is the belief of an organization in Beicang. I don't know the identity of the assassin, but it may be related to this organization."

Everyone looked at the tokens on the table, and the expressions of some officials from Beicang Fang changed slightly.

It confirmed Feng Qingbai's words.

"Even if you can't tell that the assassin is from Beicang just by the token, but if there is an assassin, it proves that someone wants to target the envoys, and the envoys are in danger." Before Bei Canghuang wanted to speak, Feng Qingbai didn't worry Don't be slow, he blocked his words, "Knowing that the situation is dangerous, but I never explained the reason or even asked for help to my Nanling royal family. In the end, something happened, and I blamed it on my Nanling. This is not fair. Going to a restaurant to eat fish was stabbed Throat stuck, do you have to blame the restaurant for selling fish to you?"

These words made all the officials of the Nanling Envoy Corps lower their heads and hold back their laughter.

"What's more, I still have a little guess. The other party chose to attack when the envoys were about to cross the border. The purpose was to destroy the peace talks between the two countries and stir up discord between the two countries." Feng Qingbai looked at the sinking Bei Bei Hastily said, "This point, I believe the emperor must have thought of it. If the emperor wants to hold my Nanling accountable, we will be responsible for Nanling, and we will definitely bear it. But the emperor really wants to let the real culprit go unpunished and let General Luo go underground. Do you want to die with peace? At the same time, do you really want to go to the ring with Nanling again, fight to the death and let the fisherman benefit?"

Beicang officials were silent.

Nanling King's words were not without reason, and they knew well that Luo Beichuan's death had absolutely nothing to do with Feng Qingbai or even the Nanling royal family.

They would not be so stupid as to kill the envoy on their own land, and then turn the peace agreement just now into waste paper, attracting a powerful enemy for themselves.

Among them, someone provoked.

If Beicang insists on pursuing Nanling's responsibility, it may be in the hands of the other party.

At the same time, Nanling's national strength is comparable to that of Beicang, if they really want to tear their faces, the final result must be a loss for both sides.

Someone is behind, waiting to reap the fisherman's profit!