Come on, Your Highness

The secret documents written by He Xichao to Emperor Tiangan are all official affairs.

Regardless of the smooth development of the border trade, there has been greater progress in the matter of enslavement.

King Zhenbei passed away three years ago, and the Xiongnu invaded the south, almost pouring all their strength into the grassland.

The population of the Huns was already small, and life in the grasslands was difficult. Tens of thousands of strong men were conscripted and went to the battlefield, leaving only the old and weak, women and children. One can imagine how difficult the Huns were in that year.

However, during the war that lasted for nearly a year, the Xiongnu left without getting anything except tens of thousands of warriors and tens of thousands of horses left behind.

The tribes suffered heavy losses and complained again and again. They once attacked Shan Yu, and the latter's position was almost unstable.

Looking at the bilateral trade between Daqi and the Western Regions, exquisite porcelain, silk, salt tea and other scarce resources were continuously sent to the Western Regions, but the prices were even lower than when they were smuggled in previous years.The handicrafts, spices, and cattle, sheep and horses from the Western Regions were smoothly supplied to Daqi.

The prosperity of commerce and trade has promoted a more harmonious relationship between the two sides, and the small countries in the Western Regions who were still on the sidelines or inclined to the Xiongnu but did not join the border trade could no longer hold back and approached He Xichao to sign an agreement.Even at the suggestion of He Xichao, various countries sent young noble children to come to Daqi for exchange and study.

On the other hand, the Xiongnu banned private goods in a comprehensive manner, and even severely executed the border guards who let them pass without permission. The Xiongnu could no longer buy tea and salt from the caravans of Daqi.

They can only be exchanged through the second transfer in the Western Regions. It is conceivable that not to mention the scarcity, the price is also staggeringly expensive.

The free trade zone between Daqi and the Western Regions was established at the intersection of these three parties, located on a major ancient commercial road.

Finally, the Xiongnu merchants who couldn't stand it began to contact He Xichao in private, asking to enter the business district and communicate with Daqi merchants.

Today's Shanyu has three sons, all of whom are backed by clans, almost on par.

And no matter who the masters behind these businessmen are, they can basically be classified as these three people.

He Xichao reported this matter in this notebook.

"The eldest prince, Kong Wu, is powerful and his mother's family is strong. However, he is located in the farthest north and is barbaric. He hates Daqi from the south the most, but he is loved by Shan Yu the most. The second prince is close to the west, and has the most harmonious relationship with the Western Regions. A trace of the blood of the Southern Kingdoms of the Western Regions. The third prince was originally the weakest, but now this battle is a little bit of a climate, he advocates Daqi Confucian classics, he is more gentle and gentle, and he is kind to others. Honger, what do you think?"

"No matter how friendly you are, once Da Qi shows weakness, he will ride his iron cavalry south." Xiao Hong said while reading the scriptures, "Three years ago, this prince's tribe also participated."

With two thumbs holding the folder, he quietly rubbed the familiar handwriting on the side.

Probably to be completely broken, He Xichao didn't send him a single word in private, they were all excerpts, written by Emperor Tiangan.

But Li He and the others seemed to really be protecting him.

When Emperor Tiangan came to see him, Xiao Hong closed it calmly, handed it back to Eunuch Huang, and said calmly: "No matter what, since he respects Confucianism, Xi Chao is a talented person in Daqi. It's always better to test it out. It should be him."

Emperor Tiangan nodded, he glanced at Xiao Hong, but the latter frowned as if thinking.

After a while, Xiao Hong seemed to be hesitant to speak, and Emperor Tiangan sighed in his heart, saying that he always wanted to inquire about this person.

Ren Qing, who was next to He Xichao, also had private news that the emperor knew about his recent situation.

Finally Xiao Hong asked: "Is it really the third prince? This is not like Xi Chao's style."

Emperor Tiangan was taken aback when he heard the words, and then smiled and said: "It's him and it's not him. The third prince has a cousin, who is the descendant of Princess Yushu who he kissed during Emperor Wen's time. His name is Hu Ke, and he is trusted by the third prince. Daqi's custom gave himself a surname, Song, which is the surname of Princess Yushu's mother and concubine."

"Just took it?" Xiao Hong asked.

"Yes, I changed it after meeting He Xichao."

Xiao Hong suddenly became concerned after hearing this.

Emperor Tiangan said: "What else do you want to ask?"

Xiao Hong shook his head: "No more."

Emperor Tiangan frowned when he heard this, it was different from what he thought.

After thinking for a while, the emperor finally asked softly, "Hong'er, have you let go?"

Xiao Hong looked up at his father, who also looked back at him.

Then Xiao Hong smiled and said, "I don't know either, maybe."

And He Xichao, who was far away in the Western Regions, asked Xie San to send away the Xiongnu nobleman named Song Ke with a smile on his face.

Afterwards, he twisted his neck, raised his hand and waved to a handsome young man by a door.

"Master Xiaohe."

He Xichao sat down, pointed to his neck and said, "Squeeze."

This is a small bodyguard under Ren Qing's subordinates, he is very skilled, he heard that He Xichao was a literary student under his tutelage, naturally he has never heard of it.

But after the report came out, all those who played swords and martial arts expressed their envy, so this man named Nie Xiaofei became He Xichao's new best friend.

It is inevitable for people who practice martial arts to suffer from bruises, and the ability to knead acupuncture points is also unique.

He Xichao was delicate and fleshy, and in this harsh environment where there was wind and sand, he finally found such a treasure, so naturally he would not treat himself badly.

Pressing this and pinching that twice for three days, and taking it with him when he went out, Ah Fu, who was waiting by his side, looked at Nie Xiaofei faintly a little strangely.

He felt that the crown of His Highness the Crown Prince's head was really covered with long grass.

"What kind of eyes do you have?" He Xichao sneered.

"Master, you have to think about that..." Ah Fu pointed in the direction of the capital.

He Xichao pouted, but didn't speak.

When Xie San came back, seeing He Xichao enjoying himself, he couldn't help but feel the same confusion as Ah Fu.

He Xichao raised his hand, and Nie Xiaofei went out to lock the door, but the moment he closed the door and turned back, a sack was put on his head, and then he was dragged away with a muffled grunt.

The sky is bright and the sun is shining brightly, in front of the official residence...

The bearded Li He swaggered to replace Ren Xiaofei and stood at the door, raising his eyebrows at Ren Qing who had seen the whole process.

Ren Qing probably received some hint from Emperor Tiangan and vaguely knew what was going on, so he didn't dare to confront the people sent by His Royal Highness, so he could only express his sympathy for his subordinates.

He thought for a while, afraid that these rough people were insignificant, so he couldn't help walking over and whispering: "Brother, Xiaofei has a fiancee, so he likes his face, so be merciful."

Li He blinked, stroked his beard, and said in surprise: "Why didn't you say it earlier, it's... too late now."

Ren Qing: "..."

Inside, Xie San lay weakly on the table and said: "What does it mean to admire Daqi's Confucianism? I dare to comment on those nonsense poems. I really can't find anything to praise that little ink. Can you let him Don't come, or change to a personal treat next time?"

He Xichao listened quietly with tea, and then said: "If he doesn't come, I will have a headache."

Speaking of this, Xie San asked: "Will that third prince agree?"

"The Xiongnu Shanyu also likes the eldest son just like our emperor, so there is no chance of getting ahead without resorting to extraordinary measures." He Xichao took it for granted.

"But, are you too anxious?"

"We're not in a hurry. He's the one who is. The difference between Shanyu and the emperor is that he's old and partial to the eldest son. What if... eh?" He Xichao took a sip of his tea and narrowed his eyes. "Opportunities don't come often. If you disagree, his brother may not necessarily."

In fact, the second prince's people had already met He Xichao.

Xie San followed He Xichao, and also inquired into the internal affairs of the Huns, which was very chaotic.

In the battle three years ago, Da Qi actually didn't take advantage of it, and there were many casualties.However, compared with the Xiongnu, it is much better. The land is vast, the resources are abundant, the people are outstanding, the food is abundant, and it can withstand consumption.

But the Huns haven't recovered yet.

He Xichao originally planned to infiltrate slowly, collect intelligence, and dispatch spies to disrupt the Xiongnu Dynasty little by little.

But after a little contact, he found that there is no need to be so cautious now.

The three princes stared at the Xiongnu Shanyu's position, and a slight movement could make a big commotion.

This is also Daqi's opportunity.

Xie San thinks about it too, he doesn't doubt He Xichao's ability, but just thinks that a certain day is approaching, he can't help but invite him: "Xichao, how about we go to see Guyan in the Desert in the future?"

"Blowing sand?" He Xichao was full of disgust.

Xie San rolled his eyes at him: "Don't be so vulgar, drink alcohol, eat meat, have a bonfire and forget your troubles."

He Xichao hesitated for a moment, he really didn't want to squat in the mansion to worry about himself that day, but he didn't have much interest in these things.

Xie San looked at it, and then added: "There is also a handsome guy with a high nose, deep eyes, and a particularly exotic style, who is good at singing and dancing."

When He Xichao heard this, he agreed: "Okay, let's go then!"

"That's right!" Let the married prince go to hell!

The prince's wedding day has finally arrived.

Not only the prince's mansion, but also the palace is covered with red.

There was an atmosphere of joy inside and out.

All the preparations are in place, which makes Emperor Tiangan very satisfied.

Just asking about His Royal Highness the Crown Prince himself.

Eunuch Huang replied: "It's in the Ministry of Industry."

"What is he doing there?" Emperor Tiangan frowned.

"I heard that the Ministry of Industry has developed a new type of firearm. When His Highness found out, he immediately went to look at it. Now that he has left the city, he has not returned to his residence."

Firearms are the key to conquering the slaves. Emperor Tiangan did not agree to send troops to the Huns, but after the appearance of a firearm that can explode with great power once stepped on, this idea changed.

If he could conquer the Xiongnu with relatively little damage and spread his might all over the world, this would definitely be the biggest achievement in the emperor's career, and Emperor Tiangan's blood boiled when he thought about it.

Therefore, Xiao Hong came to the Ministry of Industry twice every three days, and was worried that the Minister of the Ministry of Industry would lose his head, and he also acquiesced.

just today...

"Send someone to tell him about the big wedding tomorrow, and let him go back home earlier."

"Yes."

Xiao Hong looked at the thing that looked like a cannon fire, shaking the sky, shook his head, and looked stunned.

Minister of the Ministry of Industry shook his tinnitus ears, and hurried over to take a look: "Your Highness, are you alright?"

"Success?" Xiao Hong leaned a little closer, his ears were still buzzing, but his eyes were fixed on the blasted tree in the distance, and he murmured.

Minister of the Ministry of Industry also wept with joy when he heard this, and congratulated repeatedly: "Yes, Your Highness, it has succeeded, so powerful, it is amazing!"

So Xiao Hong pushed him away and ran to the thick tree surrounded by three people.

"Hey, Your Highness, don't go, it's dangerous!" The Minister of the Ministry of Industry stomped his feet anxiously, so he could only follow.

Xiao Hong touched the scorched place almost piously, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

If you look closely, not only the century-old tree was blown off, but also a pothole appeared on the ground, the root system with messy beards was blown out, the soil was blown far away, and the surrounding trees were also covered with burnt black scars.

This lethality surprised Xiao Hong, he simply sat on the ground and laughed.

"His Royal Highness!" Minister of the Ministry of Industry was really helpless.

His Highness is going to get married tomorrow, and today he came out to test out new firearms. He really doesn't know how to describe his mood at this moment.

Too conscientious, it is really frightening.

"Okay, that's great! Let the craftsman adjust and adjust it again. The range will be longer and the aiming will be easier. This is a sharp weapon for siege! Combined with mines, the Hun cavalry is not to be feared!"

Xiao Hong's eyes shone with excitement, he ignored the minister at all, and went directly to the craftsmen who were recording data and drawing pictures.

Even the servants sent by the emperor, he put them aside.

The firearm is his hope, his weapon to win He Xichao back!

This is more important than anything.

It wasn't until Emperor Tiangan sent him three times in a row that he persuaded him to go back.