Cheng Yaojin had just sent away Li Xiang and General Qin Qiong, and was about to send away Prince of Jin Li Zhi.
According to Li Shimin's order, Prince of Jin Li Zhi returned to Beijing early without waiting for the signing of the agreement. This meant that Li Zhi's idea of gaining credit on the front line was now impossible.
"Dad, the emperor is too cruel. With such a great contribution, no one more and no one less. If he is just given a random credit, who else will be at fault? I even doubt whether this ninth child is the emperor's biological son."
Cheng Chumo stood beside his father and said with some confusion. Although he did not have a good impression of Li Zhi, he felt a little reluctant when he saw Li Zhi's end. This kid came all the way from Chang'an. The war was about to end and others could get some military merits, but unfortunately he had nothing and had to go back before the ministers were conferred titles.
"This is the wisdom of the Emperor. If he were allowed to remain at the front lines until the agreement is signed, what reward would you give him? If it's military merit, he has none; he hasn't even stepped out of the city gates. If it's military counselor, you guys won't accept it, after all, he didn't contribute anything."
After Cheng Yaojin finished speaking, Cheng Chumo suddenly realized that Li Zhi really could not stay on the front line. If others wanted to grab some credit, they would have more or less something to be praised for, but Li Zhi was the only one who could not find any from beginning to end. If there was any, it was just making things worse.
"And as the negotiations progress, this guy might have gone astray..."
Cheng Yaojin didn't explain it clearly, but his son was not a fool. Li Zhi had this idea yesterday, but unfortunately there was no one around him who could help him, and he was still rational, so he didn't take that step. However, in the following days, various stimuli came one after another, and who knows whether he would take that step.
If he really took that step, even with the emperor's favor, he would probably be subject to military law. The emperor now allowed him to return to Beijing, which can be regarded as protecting him in some ways.
"The nine sons of the dragon are all different!"
Cheng Chumo sighed, then turned around and looked to the south. He thought that the negotiations over there should have started as well!
It was similar to what Cheng Chumo had thought. Now both parties had arrived at their respective positions. Compared with the last meeting, the attitudes of both parties were different this time.
Li Xiang and Qin Qiong were a little arrogant, while Prime Minister Mi Du was a little humble. Last time, both sides won and lost, but this time the winner and loser were already obvious.
"You said a truce?"
After Prime Minister Midu expressed his ideas, Li Xiang did not put forward his own conditions, but instead found a breakthrough on the issue of ceasefire.
really……
Upon hearing these four words from Li Xiang, Prime Minister Midu felt nervous. The Tang Dynasty was indeed not prepared to cease fire. Yesterday, they were not showing off their military power to us, but conducting real combat readiness training. It was very likely that the war would break out again.
"There is no hatred between Tuyuhun and the Tang Dynasty. This incident was caused by a lack of communication between the two sides. For the sake of the harmonious lives of the people on both sides, we should resolve this issue rationally instead of resorting to force."
Prime Minister Midu pointed to the fertile grassland in the distance. He hoped to have a conversation with General Qin Qiong. Unfortunately, General Qin Qiong closed his eyes and rested as soon as he sat down, leaving all matters to Li Xiang.
The last time, Prime Minister Midu had already experienced how powerful Li Xiang was. He didn't know how many brain cells would be lost if he negotiated with such a person.
"If you were to resort to force, Prime Minister, it was you who first led your army towards Liangzhou City, creating the illusion of war, which led us all the way from Chang'an. At that time, why didn't you talk about the people living in harmony? Why didn't you talk about resolving the problem rationally?"
Li Xiang quickly grasped the problem of Prime Minister Midu. Now that you have been defeated, you want peace. If you had won, you might have been in Liangzhou City now.
"The situation was different then. We didn't think it through at the time, and that was our fault. So if His Royal Highness can agree to a ceasefire, then we, Tuyuhun, are willing to make some compensation."
Prime Minister Midu knew very well that empty talk was not an option at this time. If he kept repeating the same thing over and over again and finally angered the other party, he would get nothing and would most likely usher in a larger-scale war, which would be extremely disadvantageous to Tuyuhun. So as soon as the negotiations began, he brought up the topic of compensation.
"My Great Tang does not need compensation. What I need is a century of peace on the southwestern border."
If someone offered compensation to you, you'd probably start bargaining. But Li Xiang wasn't like that. "Just because you offer compensation, does that mean I'll get it?" he asked. "What qualifications do you have to compensate me? Have I agreed?"
Although General Qin Qiong had his eyes closed, he almost laughed out loud at this moment. This kid Li Xiang was really too bad. Of course he had the right to say so. Relying on the thousands of soldiers under his command, he had already turned the entire Tuyuhun upside down. If it weren't for this military achievement, Prime Minister Midu might not be able to talk to him on an equal footing. After all, there was a generation gap between the two!
A century of peace on the southwestern border?
Prime Minister Midu repeated this sentence in his heart. Does this mean that he wants to completely get rid of Tuyuhun?
"Little boy from the Tang Dynasty, don't go too far. I, Tuyuhun, still have a million elite soldiers. If you don't obey, bring your troops to fight."
When Prime Minister Midu was thinking about how to reply, who knew that a fool behind him said such words, and Prime Minister Midu secretly cried out that it was bad.
Li Xiang also looked up. Oh! There really are those who are not afraid of death. It seems that there are still voices of resistance in the Tuyuhun army. If that is the case, then I have to teach you a lesson today. You will pay the price for your words.
"How dare you! You have no right to speak! Get out of here immediately."
When Prime Minister Midu saw this man, he was immediately shocked. This man was Zheduoji, the nephew of the Tuyuhun Khan. He was also the best among the younger generation of Tuyuhun. He had amazing horse riding skills and was hailed as the future famous general of Tuyuhun and the Eagle of the Grassland.
"Your Majesty, Prime Minister..."
"Get out of here!"
Prime Minister Midu said angrily, "I had already transferred some of the young and vigorous people around me, but I didn't expect to forget about this kid. Is this a place where you can speak freely? How much crisis will your words bring to Tuyuhun?"
"Wait..."
When Zhe Duoji was about to walk back with a frustrated look on his face, Li Xiang spoke up...
