Quick Wear: Bai Yueguang perfectly interprets the success of saving the world

Before Yan Qing could come to a conclusion, Pei Shiyu had already finished reading the letter of surrender. He closed it again and said, "My dear ministers, please take a look."

The chief eunuch stepped forward at the right time to take down the letter of surrender, and handed it to Yan Qing first according to the position.

Yan Qing took the surrender letter and scanned it at a glance. The Xiongnu king Chiman Chanyu was willing to respect Dazhao as his master and pay tribute of cattle, sheep and horses to Dazhao every year...

The Huns have always been a major concern for Emperor Dazhao. They often come to the border to plunder and harass the people, but they are slippery and will run away after robbing.

The Xiongnu were nomadic people, and their tribes had no fixed residence, so it was difficult to capture them all in one fell swoop, and they had only negotiated. Before Jianghuai, the Xiongnu had never surrendered explicitly, let alone written a letter of surrender to the Zhao.

For a moment, Yan Qing didn't know whether she should admire the hero's strength. She couldn't help but think of the description of the hero in the original book when he went deep into the Xiongnu:

"The man came riding a horse in black armor, his horse's hooves trampling the dust, like a sharp blade out of its sheath, piercing through the flying yellow sand and heading straight to the Xiongnu royal court.

When the yellow sand settled, behind him was already a sea of ​​blood and corpses. In the eyes of Chiman Chanyu who was incredulous, Jiang Huaixu had already passed through the heavy grassland warriors and put his spear to his neck...

From then on, that person became an indelible nightmare for the tribes along the border..."

Yan Qing casually handed the letter of surrender in his hand to the minister behind him who was extremely excited after hearing that the Huns had surrendered.

She glanced at Jiang Huaixu's interested expression, and Yan Qing lowered her eyes and asked slowly, "Does the prince have anything else to report?"

Jiang Huaixu was stunned, a little surprised that Yan Qing guessed that he had something else to say, but then he thought that since Yan Qing was so smart, it was not surprising that she could guess it.

Nothing can be hidden from A-Qing...

He put away his impatience and coldness when facing the little emperor, and looked at Yan Qing with focused eyes. The corners of his lips, which were originally raised in a half-smile, also showed a genuine smile.

"Your Highness is right. In addition to the letter of surrender, there is indeed another thing. Chiman Chanyu sent his most favored princess to marry, hoping to establish a lasting friendship with Dazhao."

"It is said that Princess Avna is of unparalleled beauty and is the bright moon of the Xiongnu. She is now on her way back to the capital with the army."

At the end, Jiang Huaixu slowed down his speech and looked back at Pei Shiyu with a playful look.

After Yan Qing's suppression of the rebellious kings when Pei Shiyu ascended the throne, many members of the royal family were implicated and no one was spared.

Now some are dead, some are imprisoned. If the Xiongnu princess comes to marry, then only the young emperor's harem is suitable.

The young emperor's taking Avna into his harem meant accepting the Huns' surrender, and it also calmed the hearts of the tribes on the grassland.

Of course, if this kid is willing to give up the benefits brought by the Huns' surrender, he can also refuse.

But it is obvious that this is an ambitious wolf cub who will definitely take this opportunity to win over the Huns, reduce the impact of his great victory, and check and balance each other with him.

Pei Shiyu was still young when he ascended the throne and had always been looked after by Yan Qing. Naturally, no minister dared to put anyone around the young emperor.

After he became familiar with personnel affairs, Yan Qing no longer cared about this aspect, and the ministers began to get restless again. Unfortunately, Pei Shiyu had been busy with government affairs in recent years and turned a blind eye to the hints from those ministers.

Therefore, there is not even a palace maid to serve in the imperial harem, let alone concubines.

Pei Shiyu obviously thought of this as well. He subconsciously looked at Yan Qing's reaction and wondered what his aunt would think...

However, Yan Qing looked at Jiang Huaixu with a strange look, as he had nothing to do with the matter.

On the surface, Pei Shiyu seems to be the only suitable candidate, but has Jiang Huaixu forgotten about himself?

And according to the original novel, Princess Avna came for him, well... fell in love at first sight. This adds to the development of the relationship between the male and female protagonists.

Pei Shiyu's eyes darkened for a moment, which he concealed very quickly; yes, aunt never cared about these things, didn't he know that long ago?

The only thing my aunt cares about is whether he can be a good emperor...

"There is no rush for the marriage. We can make plans after the princess follows the army into the capital. My dear ministers, do you find anything wrong with the letter of surrender?"

As expected, after he talked about government affairs, his aunt turned her eyes to him, and Pei Shiyu subconsciously put on the imperial demeanor that Yan Qing had taught him.

Aunt likes smart people, so he can't just show weakness. He must also show appropriate value, so that Aunt won't give up on him. Thinking of this, Jun Shiyu's expression became more calm and restrained.

The similar appearance and the same temperament as in the court made Yan Qing stunned for a moment, and the discussion of the court officials gradually faded away...

Another face suddenly appeared in Yan Qing's mind.

Pei Shiyu is 70% similar to that person, especially his eyebrows and eyes, which are almost carved from the same mold. The difference is that his facial features are similar to his mother's, and he looks softer and harmless.

The imperial brother's face had deeper lines, thin lips and a high nose. He should have looked cold-hearted, but instead he was as gentle as jade and behaved in a measured manner.

When he smiles, he is gentle and elegant, making people feel like a spring breeze; when his face turns cold, he is calm, reserved, and decisive.

My Royal Brother...

Just thinking of this person made her hands and feet feel cold, and every part of her internal organs ached. The sadness and the feeling of suffocation almost enveloped her.

Yan Qing lowered her eyes and closed them, trying to ease the sudden emotion. She warned herself in her heart: Shi Yu is different from the emperor. I have made a mistake once and cannot make the same mistake again.

However, the pain and suffocation did not subside but became more and more intense, and it seemed that even the heart began to ache.

Yan Qing curled her fingers together. It wasn't an illusion. She hadn't taken any medicine this morning. It must be that the toxins in her body had started to take effect.

Yan Qing's eyes were gloomy. It was not convenient for her to leave now, but she could not let anyone know about her current physical condition.

Thinking of this, Yan Qing slightly gathered his robe sleeves, and his left hand hidden in his sleeves rested almost imperceptibly on his right pulse.

Feeling the faint tremor coming from her pulse, she frowned slightly and rubbed the Neiguan acupoint with her fingertips. After a while, the original pain in her heart subsided.

Yan Qing did not relax. Her eyes moved away from Pei Shiyu's face and lightly swept across the people who were still discussing government affairs. They must be too focused or did not dare to look up at her, no one kept their eyes on her.

Yan Qing felt a little relieved, and then a silver needle slipped out from her fingertips and she stabbed it into her wrist without hesitation.

His face, which was already pale and sickly, turned even paler in an instant, just like the snow covering the face in winter, so cold that there was no trace of warmth.

At the same time, intense pain swept through her body, and her butterfly-like long eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the mist in her eyes.

But just a moment later, the snow-white rice paper was stained with color.

Like spring flowers blooming, the face covered with ice and snow slowly gained some color, and even the eyebrows and eyes came alive. Only through the moisture on the long eyelashes could one glimpse what had just happened.