Chapter 19 Negotiation without art

Compared with the residents waiting to watch the fun in Kyoto, Fan Xian was not very energetic. He was writing some notes carefully in his study, trying to copy the intelligence analysis report of the Supervision Bureau in a tone of a young man who had lived in Kyoto for a long time and copied it into a slightly scholarly judgment. In order to prevent the officials of the Honglu Temple from falling to the ground after hearing their comments, they suspected that there was another terrifying intelligence agency in addition to His Majesty the Emperor's Supervision Bureau, and this agency was also working for a mere eighth-rank Xieluang.

Fan Ruoruo was not very energetic. While copying it in small calligraphy, he posted the notes and said, "Brother, this is really strange. Where did you get this information from? Why don't you use it directly? You have to make the reason absurd."

Fan Xian rarely hides things from his sister, and even Lin Wan'er is not as good as Ruoruo. He said with a bitter face: "I was just lazy at the beginning, so I wanted to borrow the power of the other party. Who knew that I would create such a meticulous and terrifying case. The source of these information is shameless, so I cannot be handed over to the Honglu Temple directly."

"Who is the Northern Qi army this time?" Fan Ruoruo was actually very happy that his brother could finally participate in the government openly. Although Fan Xian started to educate her since she was very young, she was a girl who grew up in the world of Qingguo. She always thought that she was a man and made tofu every day. This matter could only be used as entertainment, and could not last long.

"It's not the imperial party, nor the queen mother party, nor the princeling party, the soft-fried party." Fan Xian sorted out the information on the table and responded casually: "It's Changning Hou, the younger brother of the Queen of Northern Qi. I heard that he is also a talented man. However, the most conspicuous person in the Northern Qi mission this time was not him, but his teacher. A generation of literary masters in the Northern Qi era, named Zhuang Mohan. As long as he is a scholar in the world, he admires him very much. I don't know what the price he paid on the Northern Qi side, but he actually pulled him into the mission. At that time, the judgment in front of the palace was that His Majesty would also give him some face. This butcher style that demands money would probably be more restrained."

"Zhuang Mohan?" Fan Ruoruo was startled, and a luster suddenly emanated from his face.

This is the first time Fan Xian saw the expression of a star-chasing clan on his sister's face. Ruoruo has always been a very light woman. In addition to admiring her brother extremely, she has always been rude to other scholars. Somehow, Fan Xian felt a little jealous and said, "Fortunately, the Case Sect made it clear that Zhuang Mohan is already seventy years old, otherwise I really have to be careful."

Fan Ruoruo said shyly: "As brother, I have no right shape."

Fan Xian laughed and said, "If you really like that old man, you will be unrestrained." Seeing Ruoruo very angry, he waved his hand and said, "You are serious. Do you have any idea what you told you in the farm that day?"

That night, the moon was shining, and the brother and sister were worried about the girl's future marriage on the ridge. But Ruoru was worried for a while, and seeing that no young talented men around him had a look, he had to do it. At this moment, Fan Xian remembered a thing about a tree and frowned and said, "Last time we met the emperor by chance on the side of the Liujing River, did he say something?"

"What do you mean?" Fan Ruoru rarely showed a confused expression. It seemed that the brother and sister were too shocked at the time, and their memories were a little blurred.

Fan Xian closed his eyes for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes, slapped the table, and said in shock: "The Lord wants to arrange a marriage for you!"

"Ah?" Fan Ruoru was frightened.

If the children of the official family are most afraid of? What they are afraid of is marriage. If they are lucky, it would be fine if they are matched with Fan Xian like Lin Wan'er. If they are matched with a tiger princess like Ren Shaoqing of Taichang Temple, they will not be able to go well in their lives, then it would be miserable. Among all the marriage arrangements, the most terrifying thing is that they are pointing out the marriage from the palace, and the saint's will cannot be disobeyed. Even if you are asked to marry a playboy, you will never find a place to reason.

If the officials in previous years still had the possibility of sending their daughters into the palace to invite favors. However, this emperor was not good at being a woman, so the road was not available. He also accompanied the prince and the two adult princes. He did not dare to accept more concubines. Although the prince's reputation of lust spread throughout Kyoto, there were only three deserted concubines in the East Palace.

Fan Ruoruo also remembered the words that His Majesty seemed to have accidentally said, and was shocked. Tears gradually spread in his eyes. He said in a trembling voice: "What should I do?"

Fan Xian was very quick to figure out the possible families in his heart, and squinted his eyes and said, "The eldest prince, the second prince, and the prince Jing. Although his father is only the title of Minister, with the status of the Fan family, it is estimated that His Majesty can only choose among these three people. If he wants to choose which minister's son to marry, then he will not be afraid. If you are not happy, I will naturally have a way to push this marriage."

If the object of the marriage is the son of a minister and his sister is unwilling, Fan Xian will naturally think of many ways. After all, his father, Chen Pingping, and the Prime Minister. The so-called trinity-like man, even the Prince of the East Palace is now trying to win over him. As long as it is not the two princes and Prince Jing, Fan Xian has the confidence to ruin all the marriages that his sister is unhappy with.

But the biggest possibility is the three young and most expensive people. Fan Xianjing was quiet and suddenly couldn't help but curse: "I said that Li Hongcheng is a kid who is shopping in brothels every day, but he is not getting married. It turns out that he is waiting here!"

Looking at her sister's panic, Fan Xian smiled and comforted, "The eldest prince fought in the Western Barbarians all year round, and I heard that she was also a master. Although the second prince had never seen her, she was also an extremely powerful person. As for Prince Jing, Li Hongcheng, we are all familiar with each other. Apart from being a little bit of temperament, there is nothing wrong with it. If you really want to marry Li Hongcheng in the future, I will stand by your side, let alone visiting brothels, I won't even let him take one into the room for the concubine. Don't worry, sister."

It was fine if he didn't comfort him. After careful analysis, Fan Ruoruo felt more and more that this matter was true, as if it was about to come. He said sadly: "Brother, but I don't want to marry these three people."

Fan Xian sighed, not wanting to continue to explore the troubles of growth, and quipped softly: "What's wrong with it? If you meet you in the future, you have to say "What kind of concubine". What if the second prince really becomes the emperor in the future, your mother will be in the world...will you become my mother?"

This joke was very unfunny, so Ruoru did not burst into tears and laughed. There was an awkward silence in the study. During the silence, the brother and sister each had their own thoughts, Ruoru felt confused, but Fan Xian felt determined. If there was something in the future, he had to prepare some means.

The negotiation location was not very spacious, and it was set up in the room at the largest place in Honglu Temple. There was no very long table between the Northern Qi envoy and the Qingguo reception officials. Instead, they sat on their own chairs like gossip, with tea on the table and talking about things like chatting. Fan Xian insisted on sitting on the most inconspicuous chair at the bottom, looking at this scene coldly, thinking of a word from his previous life: tea party.

Although he was nominally the deputy envoy of the receptionist, he insisted on sitting down because the process had not yet entered the final stage, so the officials of the Honglu Temple were not good at it.

Under the gentle words, there were swords and swords hidden. After a while, the ministers of the two countries who had already seen each other on the battlefield began to gradually rise, and the ministers who were impatient were almost leaving the chair.

"Hmph! I wonder if this battle in the Northern Xinjiang is whether you Northern Qi won or my court won?" A sixth-rank chief clerk in Honglu Temple could no longer resist the other party's unreasonable statements, stood up and scolded him sternly.

"The war is so dangerous. Your Majesty of the Great Qi Dynasty is worried about the people of the world, so he has a benevolent and righteous truce and the outcome is not decided. How can he know who the winner is?" If the envoy of the Northern Qi State was not very handsome, he would not have been sent to be a sharp sword. Seeing the bearded look as if he was natural, even Fan Xian, who had always been calm, wanted to rush forward and beat him up.

The young minister of the Honglu Temple smiled slightly, but Fan Xian saw a few traces of sinisterness from this smile. This sinisterness was the confidence accumulated from the victory of Qing State in 20 years. The senior official of Qing State said softly: "Since that's the case, please come back. You and me will fight another battle between you and me. After the victory or defeat is really achieved, it will not be too late to negotiate again."

What is this? This is a naked threat, this is a naked state terrorism, this is a naked rogue habit.

Fan Xian did not show a look of shock on his face, but he was extremely amazed in his heart: "This Xin Shaoqing really dares to say it."

As expected, as soon as this statement was made, the Northern Qi side began to attack the Qing State officials and made random statements, which had an irreversible impact on the friendship between the two countries. Unexpectedly, Xin Shaoqing continued to replies coldly: "When did friendship exist between our two countries?"

"Wei Xiaobao's negotiations are probably this kind of style." Fan Xian said in his heart. The dignified Shaoqing of the Honglu Temple actually played a scoundrel in the interactions between the two countries. If Qing State had not been strong in its country, such a situation would not have happened.

The negotiations of Honglu Temple have always been properly coordinated, and the red-faced and black-faced took turns to play. Sure enough, another master immediately stood up with a kind face: "My lords, don't forget your own duties, don't affect Your Majesty's original intention of rebuilding the two countries because of his emotions."

Both sides left, and the tea party ended. The senior officials had already revealed their figures, and the real fight at the negotiating table was left to the subordinates who were working hard.
Chapter completed!