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"..."

Qin Yun suppressed the agitation of the officials, and said with a smile: "My dear friends, please be quiet for a while."

"I want to accept this peace talk and settle the matter in Xiliang, what do you think?"

The ministers looked at each other, looking at Gu Chuntang and others.

Gu Chuntang said: "Your Majesty, I don't know how you want to negotiate peace?"

Qin Yun's eyes were cold: "Master Sun and other corpses must be returned, and the Pancheng soldiers must be withdrawn. This is a prerequisite for peace talks!"

Xiao Jian stood up and asked again: "Your Majesty, what about the military and political power in Xiliang?"

"Sima Zong held great power in his hands and committed a heinous crime. It is impossible to catch him without a fight."

Qin Yun said: "Of course I know that he won't be captured without a fight, and of course I know that he will support himself."

"So for the peace talks, he must come in person!"

"Behind him is Wang Min's plan and plan. This vicious woman is absconding outside and constantly causing trouble. I must wipe them all out!"

Xiao Jian and the others turned serious.

Frowning worriedly, he said, "Your Majesty, will Sima Zong come?"

"And Wang Min is even more elusive. She can't catch anyone after so long. I'm afraid she won't show up."

Qin Yun tapped his finger on the table and said: "With Sima Tu's lessons learned, he will definitely not come forward in person, he will only send a dead ghost."

"I also understand that the matter in Xiliang cannot be settled by talking about it."

"But I want to minimize the impact, try not to fight internally, and give the foreign race an opportunity."

"So for peace talks, first keep Sima Zong safe and don't do stupid things, and then erode the hearts of everyone in Xiliang. This is the right way. Now that [-] soldiers and horses have returned to the court, there will definitely be more in the future."

Zhao Heng, Shangshu of the Ministry of War, immediately seconded the proposal.

"Your Majesty is right, to stabilize the situation is the kingly way!"

"Winter is coming, there are at least two months, and the journey is far away. It is really difficult to march and fight at this time. If you rush to fight, the court will pay a huge price."

"It's better to wait until the beginning of spring, to kill Sima Zong and regain control of Xiliang!"

Qin Yun nodded: "That's what I mean."

"Be patient for a while, to protect Daxia's country, I am willing to bear this tone!"

Many ministers agree.

Kneeling and shouting together: "Your Majesty is wise, and endured for the prosperity of Great Xia, I admire you!"

Qin Yun waved his hand: "Gu Aiqing, you should be responsible for this matter. Send an imperial edict to Sima Zong, asking him to hand over the corpses of Mr. Sun and others, and come to the imperial capital for peace talks as a gesture of confession."

"Otherwise the land will be covered by heavy snow and there will be no food for the winter, and his Sima family's rule will die prematurely!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Gu Chuntang bent down and said.

"Oh, by the way, I only give him four days, and within four days, I want to see him from Xiliang!"

"Otherwise there will be no peace talks, and if Xiliang dares to rebel openly, let him spend the winter by himself, command the so-called 30 cavalry, and fight against me in Pancheng!"

A sharp light shot out from Qin Yun's eyes, making it impossible to look directly at.

Fighting is the worst plan. If he is not obedient, he will have to fight by himself, even if it is internal friction, he will not hesitate!

"My minister understands the size, please rest assured, Your Majesty." Gu Chuntang cupped his hands.

"Well, let's leave it at that, all lovers have their own rhythm, and they have no reason to retreat."

……

It was already the second night that the imperial decree set off from the imperial capital, rushed to Xiliang, and then to the governor's mansion.

Heavy snow howled, covering the entire courtyard.

Xiliang military and political officials gathered together.

At this moment, the lights are flickering, and everyone is frowning.

"Governor, what should we do? Our military rations are running low, and we can only survive for twelve days at most."

"Oh, my army is even worse. It can only last for seven days at most. Once the food runs out and the soldiers are hungry in winter, the soldiers will definitely mutiny."

"Governor, think of a way, more than 20 soldiers are waiting to eat, if..."

"enough!!"

Sima Zong was dressed in military uniform, roaring furiously, his youthful face was somewhat vigorous, but at the same time not stable enough.

Cursed angrily: "A bunch of trash, isn't this a food shortage? Why are you arguing!"

The generals were silent, frowning.

"This Sima Cang, bastard, if he hadn't mutinied, how could the imperial court take the opportunity to attack my Xiliang granary!"

Sima Zong cursed again and again, blaming others for the failure.

boom!

He slammed his fist on the table again: "Hmph, this dog emperor really doesn't take me, Sima Zong seriously, and he will go to the imperial capital to meet him in four days!"

"Who does he think he is? Do you think I, Xiliang, is the former Xiliang?"

"When I turn against you, sooner or later I will attack you Pancheng, and threaten your imperial capital! Hmph!"

His complaints and venting did not solve the problem, but instead aroused the displeasure of many generals in the army.

Although he didn't say it, he felt that Sima Zong was too young to face the wind and rain.

Involuntarily, many generals looked towards the side of the hall, the figure behind the red gauze bead curtain!

That was Wang Min. Before she knew it, she had climbed to the backbone of Xiliang's military administration. Many things seemed to be decided by Sima Zong, but she was actually an obedient puppet.

Many generals would rather point out Wang Min's strategy than listen to Sima Zong's incompetence and fury.

The red gauze bead curtain reflects Wang Min's graceful figure, mysterious, coquettish, and great wisdom!

At this moment, she is like the queen mother who "listens behind the curtain". When everyone is silent and needs it, she smiles and speaks slowly.