On How a Sworn Enemy Becomes a Lover

"What crime have I committed? Lord Wang, please tell me clearly." Mo Er gasped for breath, his posture was flamboyant, and he only needed a folding fan.

"There's no reason for that, Mo Er!" The old official with the red nose got angry, his nose got bigger and redder, as if the big nose was the only thing left on this face.

The old minister who was so generous from the beginning was called Wang Yaochen. He relied on his status as the founder of the dynasty and never looked down on others. Even when King Ouyue was still in power, he was used to acting recklessly.

To put it bluntly, he is a deadly admonisher, throwing away life and death, pointing out the injustice of the royal family, but it is hard to put it bluntly, he is just a stubborn old fool.

But Mo Er respected this tough old man, so he still kept a little bit of affection when he spoke.

"Master Wang, if we have something to say, don't make noise, otherwise people who don't know will think we are a vegetable market."

Wang Yaochen snorted coldly: "Mo Er, the old man has nothing to say to a treacherous villain like you, you just need to admit your guilt and admit your mistakes."

Before Mo Er could open his mouth, he was directly questioned about his quality three times. No matter how good his temper was, he couldn't hold back, so he simply opened his mouth: "My lord Wang, I respect your character, but don't forget to mention, one, After all, I am the second prince of Ouyue. I am the king and you are the minister. If you call me by my name, what should I do? crime, could it be that Lord Wang is contemptuous of Ouyue kingship!"

Bullying Jun Wang is a big hat, even a person like Wang Yaochen who doesn't take his life for his life, would not dare to put it on at will, but Mo Eryi put it on, and his liver-colored old face turned even redder.

"Second prince, Mr. Wang is just thinking about Ouyue. Don't overwhelm him with a big hat. Mr. Wang is an old man. It is a big loss for Ouyue to be angry with you. After all, the reason why we can ask is because the king nodded." The younger man next to Wang Yaochen opened his mouth, smoothing his goatee with a cold white face, with a strong character.

Mo Er frowned: "What Zheng Yushi said, when have I overwhelmed someone, isn't it always the one who is overwhelmed?"

Zheng Yushi said indifferently: "We're not here for a verbal fight today, we just want to hear the second prince explain about Di Ji's marriage."

Mo Er had already expected that this day would come sooner or later. Although Jiuyue respected the Ouyue Mo family as king, the internal forces were intricate and entangled with each other. When Ouyue King was still alive, he could suppress it a little bit. Not long after the funeral, Mo's foundation was not stable, and several forces raised their heads.

Among them, Wang Yaochen and Zheng Yushi seem to belong to two groups that are incompatible.

When did they get along so well.

Mo Er cast a squinting glance at Mo Yi without any trace, while Mo Yi looked divine, with his eyes half down, as if he stayed out of the matter.

"Then what does Zheng Yushi mean?" Mo Er gradually became a little restless because he could not count on Mo Yi.

Everything is counted on him, and who is he counting on.

Zheng Yushi was younger, and his mind was more active. He didn't want to be such an early bird, so he touched Wang Yaochen's sleeve in private, and signaled Wang Yaochen to ask questions.

"Mo Er, why did you propose the plan of Emperor Ji and Daliang?" Wang Yaochen was a thorn in his own right, and even King Ouyue tolerated him a little bit, so he didn't need to worry so much, and pointed to Mo Er's nose and asked a question.

"It's just a plan to slow down the army."

"What a plan to slow down the army. You are disregarding the dignity of the royal family, the dignity of the Yue people, and the people of the world. If you push the emperor into a pit of fire, do you think that tigers and wolves can abide by the covenant? It takes only one second to pick up Di Ji, and the next second to tear up the covenant, and the soldiers are at the gate of the city. At that time, we will lose our wife and lose our soldiers, and on the contrary, we will make the world laugh."

Wang Yaochen's voice was hoarse, and the more he spoke, the more excited he became, the muscles all over his body tensed up and trembled constantly.

Mo Er chuckled: "How much is dignity worth?"

Wang Yaochen: "Well, Mo Er, you are so rebellious."

"Let me ask you." Mo Er Lingran looked directly at Wang Yaochen, "Master Wang, do you know how many percent of Ouyue's combat strength is now? How many people are left?"

Wang Yaochen raised his eyebrows and didn't answer, as if he was puzzled.

Seeing that he didn't know, Mo Er sneered: "There are less than 50 households in Ouyue, and three out of ten of them have combat power. This time, Hezhou Wutong fell, and Panyu, who lost the master of the Xi family, can compete with Daliang. On the day Daliang soldiers approached the city, Xi Xian used all the power of the Dongyue clan to defend the city, and even the women went to the battlefield, so where is Lord Wang at this time!"

"I..." Wang Yaochen blushed with embarrassment after being robbed.

Zheng Yushi sneered: "Master Wang is already in his fifties. He is a man of his age. Wouldn't it be too sinful to throw his head and blood on the battlefield?"

Mo Er raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly: "Fifty to two, you know that among the people employed by Dongyue, the oldest one is fifty-five, and the youngest is only thirteen. If you think about it, it is about the age of Mr. Wang's grandson. Your grandson is still alive." Food and drink are delicious at home, but the Dongyue people died on the battlefield before their days even started."

"Since Zheng Yushi has such a backbone, why not fight against the enemy with his whole family the next time Daliang soldiers come to the city, and never stop dying."

Zheng Yushi was furious: "I'm not a general."

"Then Zheng Yushi is reluctant to part with his family, so he will let Dongyue wash his family, let Dianyue Wei's family give up, build up your ridiculous dignity with your own flesh and blood, return the people of the world, return the people, everyone is dead , What position do you still have to consider dignity or not. Zheng Yushi, Mr. Wang, are you really worrying about the country, or are you harming the country for the sake of fame?"

"As for Mo Lu, her surname is Mo, and she is the concubine of Ouyue. She is at the head of the national crisis and worries for the country. Why not share the burden for the country!"

Mo Er seldom gets angry, but now he is really losing his temper, and he is already in a dilemma, why not go all the way to the dark.

After all, he has to choose someone to bear. There are too many people in Ouyue, and the burden is too heavy to bear. In this case, he has no choice but to let Mo Lu down.

At the end, he became the person he despised the most.

Mo Er couldn't help smiling wryly.

"My lords present, is there anyone who is willing to argue with Mo Er? If so, stand up, and Mo Er will talk to everyone." Mo Er glanced at the audience, his noble spirit burst out from the inside, white clothes and black hair, magnificent Eye-catching, can't look directly at.

The audience was frightened by Mo Er's aura, and there was no sound for a while, until Mo Yi applauded: "Okay, okay, the second child is worthy of being the second child. Since everyone has no objections, this matter is decided."

A hint of danger shot out from Mo's eyes, he still smiled as before, and said respectfully: "I will leave the matter of negotiating peace with the Liang envoy in two days to you, my second child."

Mo Er couldn't refuse, so he bit the bullet and accepted the job.

However, Mo Yi made another stab: "I'm afraid it's not safe for you to go alone, so let Xi Xian accompany you. After all, he won the championship of the Shangyuan Grand Competition for five consecutive years, and his martial arts are superb. I can rest assured that he is here."

Mo Er almost couldn't hide his emotions, and finally bit his lip and endured it.

"it is good."

He didn't believe that the peace meeting this time was so simple. Leaving aside what problems Daliang designed, I'm afraid that the troubles arranged by Mo Yi alone would be enough to worry Mo Er, and he would go with Xi Xian. It seemed that Mo Yi still wanted to Wash Xian's life.

For some reason, Mo Er was very concerned about this matter.

On the first day of July, which was the agreed He Tan date, Daliang temporarily changed the He Tan location. They set the location at a small fortress for defense twenty miles outside Panyu City.

According to the agreement, both parties each brought five people to the appointment.

As for whether they will ambush people, it depends on the sincerity of both parties.

Seeing Xixian after a few days, he seemed to be thinner again, it seemed that he was taller and his sense of oppression was stronger.

"How is it?" Xi Xian greeted.

Mo Er smiled and said, "Very good, how about you?"

"I'm fine, too."

Back and forth for a long time, the two of them racked their brains and couldn't find anything to say. They looked into each other's eyes and smiled awkwardly. In fact, Mo Er still had a lot to ask Xixian, but he didn't know where to start, so he Let it go.

"Will this peace negotiation be dangerous?" Xixian asked suddenly. In fact, he had been holding back this sentence for a long time, but he couldn't find a chance. Now, for some reason, he blurted it out naturally.

Mo Er hesitated: "It will be a little bit, but it's not serious."

"That's good!"

He always didn't want him to be in danger, and he knew what he was doing. He secretly calculated the possibility that he would escape from the battle if he encountered an ambush, and then placed his hope in God.

He is not a stupid person, even his intuition is more sensitive than anyone else's. He somewhat guessed that Mo Yi wanted him to negotiate peace with Mo Er, and there was always some conspiracy hidden behind it.

But if Mo Er said it was not important, he would believe it, as long as Mo Er said it, he would be willing to believe it.

Daliang's special envoy, Ma Yan, is not a stranger to Xi Xian. The two have fought three times, with one loss, one win and one draw.

"Young Master Xi, you are safe and well." Ma Yan got up to greet him, and by the way, fled to get close to Xi Xian.

Mo Er looked at this Ma Yan without any trace. He is the only son of General Fu Bo, the coach of Zhengnan. It is said that he grew up in the army since he was a child. A valiant general, he is also the most promising heir to the head coach of the Confederate Army.

However, he seems to be different from the brutal and bloodthirsty appearance in the rumors. With his pale skin, he looks a bit sick and weak, and his thin body seems to be short of breath in a second.

"Don't be so close." Xi Xian fended off Ma Yan, he didn't like this man, he always had a kind of gloomy air that seemed to be absent.

Ma Yan was not angry when he was blocked, turned his head with a smile, and looked at Mo Er, as if he just saw Mo Er, and said enthusiastically: "This must be the legendary second prince of Ouyue."

"Legends can't be called, General Ma, let's formally start peace negotiations!" Mo Er indifferently didn't even give Ma Yan a look.

With a smile all over his face, Ma Yan asked his subordinates to take out a piece of paper and handed it to Mo Er.

According to the official document, Daliang will return the conquered Wutong and Hezhou cities, and at the same time give Ouyue 10 taels of silver, [-] bolts of silk, [-] catties of tea, and [-] catties of table salt.

It was full of sincerity, but at the same time they asked Ouyue to send people into Shangjing as a hostage, and opened Lingshan, which was handed over to Xiangzhou, as a treaty port, so that Daliang merchants could freely enter and exit the 36 cities of Ouyue.

Mo Er pondered for a while, Emperor Wu's funeral, there was great chaos in Beijing, Daliang didn't want to cause trouble, and there were no special conditions for the negotiation, even for Ou Yue, there was no harm at all.