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Chapter 172: Huh? Barbarian, I advise you not to be too exaggerated
"The special envoy of the Khan of Chabila Royal Court sends his regards to the Emperor of Central Plains on behalf of the Khan. Long live the Emperor. This time, the Khan brought the Emperor of Central Plains 300 kilograms of delicious grassland mushrooms, 500 kilograms of dried milk, 300 kilograms of air-dried mutton, 50 kilograms of Balin jade, 50 kilograms of dried black fungus, 200 kilograms of sand fruit jam, 300 kilograms of mare's milk, 300 kilograms of honeydew melon, and three sabers!"

When the ministers in the court heard about these gifts, some of them laughed unnaturally. These things were indeed shabby, but in fact, everything that could be produced in the entire prairie had been plundered. If Xia Lin was here, he would come up and give this kid a hug and say that you are really too polite.

But the people in the Wei court didn't seem to know much about this. Instead, Ma Zhou, who was attending the court, stepped forward and bowed to Emperor Hongbao, saying, "Your Majesty, I was in charge of trade with the grasslands. Most of these goods are not allowed to be sold in the grasslands, especially their honeydew melons, which are also called three hundred mi, meaning that these melons can only be eaten within a radius of three hundred miles. If it weren't for the cold winter that sped up the horses, they couldn't be transported to such a far place."

"Oh!?" Emperor Hongbao was enlightened when he heard this: "There are such rare things?"

Ma Zhou continued, "That's right. Most of these 300 honeys are tributes from the grassland royal court. Almost no one in the Central Plains recognizes them. The special envoy chose to come at this coldest time, probably to let Your Majesty taste the supreme delicacy from the grassland. The same is true for the sand fruit jam and mushrooms. The mushrooms are extremely delicious, and the jam is sour and fragrant, but they are both very easy to perish. It seems that the grassland brothers really have a lot of intentions this time."

After these words, people including Emperor Hongbao understood the secret, and they couldn't help but look up to this grassland envoy.

After Emperor Hongbao nodded to Ma Zhou and asked him to go back to his seat, he said, "It seems that I need to ask the special envoy to convey my gratitude to the Khan. Ministry of Rites, Honglu Temple, please hurry up and handle this matter. Don't let our brothers in the desert feel disappointed."

In fact, most of the issues afterwards were about the details of further opening up of trade between the two countries. This was something that needed to be discussed in the first place, so everyone discussed it in the court.

When the topic changed from trade to intermarriage, everyone in the Wei court tightened their ears and watched closely for fear of missing even the slightest detail.

"My Khan means that since you and I are brothers, we should also share the weddings and funerals of our subjects. You are in me and I am in you, so that we can maintain long-lasting and peaceful harmony for a thousand years."

When Ma Zhou heard this, the Hanlin Academy scholar who was working as a scribe at the Hongwen Academy suddenly turned his head and whispered to Ma Zhou, "Brother Ma, what do you think this barbarian wants to do? Are they really going to intermarry? If they do, they will be gone after three generations."

"Have you ever thought that if they really intermarry, they may rule the Central Plains in name after three generations." A cold light flashed in Ma Zhou's eyes: "This is for the name of orthodoxy. Just wait, the best is yet to come."

"Hiss~ The barbarians want to compete with us for legitimacy?"

"Didn't you hear him? I am in you and you are in me."

"Oh, that's a little scary. So what will they do?"

"You'll know after a while." Ma Zhou lowered his voice and said, "The best is yet to come."

At this time, the envoy continued to speak: "But the customs of the two places are very different, and intermarriage is difficult. My Khan is well versed in the religious canons of the Central Plains. If the women of the Central Plains marry into the grasslands, it will be a shame in the eyes of the upper country. So our tribe wants to let the women of the grasslands marry into the Central Plains first, and when the connection between the two countries is closer in the future, let the boys and girls marry on their own."

When this move came out, it shocked the entire court. Many of them had already prepared their arguments to oppose it, but the other party said right from the start that they did not want women from the Central Plains, but instead wanted their daughters to marry over.

Oh? They were a little confused.

At this time Ma Zhou sneered, but his official position was there. He could help explain but could not agree or disagree, so he could only stand there and listen with a smile on his face.

"In addition, to express my sincerity, I have brought three princesses from the grassland with me. These three princesses hope to marry your prince. I hope your majesty will grant their wish."

what?
Emperor Hongbao was stunned, Gao Shilian was stunned, and everyone was stunned. Marriage is normal, but this is the first time I heard of a reverse marriage. What's the purpose? Giving gifts and daughters? When did he become so humble?
Ma Zhou's heart was pounding with his eyelids drooping. This barbarian really wanted to rule the Central Plains... Because as long as one of the princesses gave birth to an heir, when the Wei Dynasty collapsed and heroes rose up in the future, they would have a legitimate reason to participate in the battle for the Central Plains.

There must be a demon behind this!
Just when all the civil and military officials in the court were confused, the envoy spoke again: "And then, there is another person. The Khan has decided to marry his most precious pearl, Namuna, to him, but this person needs to go to the grassland to marry the princess."

Emperor Hongbao was stunned for a moment: "Who does the Khan want? Why is it so grand?"

"He is the man who helped the Khan conquer the royal court and was given a golden sword by the Khan. Xia Lin, the best friend of the grassland."

When Ma Zhou heard the name, his mind buzzed. He had always been calm and composed, but now he was obviously a little flustered. He kept shouting in his heart: "You can't give it to him! Your Majesty, you can't give it to him! It doesn't matter who you give it to, just send him away and the Wei Dynasty will be finished!"

Gao Shilian became excited after hearing the name. He stood up decisively and clasped his hands together. But just as he was about to speak, Emperor Hongbao tilted his head and looked at him: "My dear Gao, I remember that your son is also good at both literature and martial arts. Xia Linyong is just a talent. He is definitely not as good as your son. How about letting your son take over?"

Gao Shilian was about to object when he cursed in his heart, but the envoy stepped forward and said, "No one else is suitable, Your Majesty. The Khan specifically asked for Xia Lin. If you are willing to let him go to the grassland, the Khan is willing to pay tribute to Your Majesty for ten years."

Ma Zhou was shaking his head frantically in the back, his face was pale, his heart pounding: "It has been less than ten years since he left Wei, Your Majesty... You can't be senile, Your Majesty!" But fortunately, Emperor Hongbao was just mediocre and not stupid, he knew the little thoughts of the grassland best. A country was even willing to bow its head and pay tribute, and it had laid so much groundwork in advance, just to get such a little bastard over. Wouldn't he weigh the importance of it?

What did they want? Was it really because Tu Xialin was good-looking? That was obviously impossible. The fact that they were willing to pay such a high price to exchange for that little bastard meant that the little bastard was far more useful to them than these tributes and a few princesses.

To be honest, he hadn't learned in detail what the little bastard had done on the grassland at that time, so Emperor Hongbao signaled Gao Shilian with his eyes to stop talking, and then smiled and said to the envoy: "The envoy's topic is very interesting, but this matter is a bit sudden. I still want to discuss it with all the officials and businessmen. How about we discuss it again in three days?"

"Your Majesty, I heard that the whole Wei Dynasty is now in a state of war. If Your Majesty agrees, I, the Khan, am willing to lend you 100,000 soldiers to help Your Majesty quell the civil unrest."

Oh~
This is not just a bloody investment, this is exchanging the lives of the barbarians for Xia Lin. Even Emperor Hongbao is tempted. One hundred thousand grassland wolf soldiers in exchange for one Xia Lin. Without these one hundred thousand soldiers, the grassland will not be able to develop for at least twenty years...

This is really a strong medicine.

But Emperor Hong Bao knew in his heart that the bigger the bet, the more important the person was to them, and no one wanted to make a loss in a business, so he decided to discuss it before making a decision.

After sending the envoy away, he returned to his study. After sitting there and thinking for a long time, he asked Tian En, "Why did this grassland suddenly go crazy? Is it to spend so much effort just to get Xia Daosheng?"

"I don't know."

Emperor Hongbao smacked his lips and said, "I remember that the guy who introduced the grassland specialties today was originally Xia Lin's man, right? Summon him."

Ma Zhou actually didn't walk far at this moment. He deliberately lingered for a while. He was called back just after leaving the palace. He followed the eunuchs to the study quickly. When he saw Emperor Hongbao, he knelt down and said, "Long live the emperor."

"I don't like this. Get up quickly. Tian En, pour him a glass of water."

"Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty."

"Don't talk about grace or not. Let me ask you, you worked for Xia Daosheng for quite some time, right?"

"Your Majesty, about a year."

Emperor Hongbao stroked his beard and said, "Then what do you think of the barbarians from the grasslands who are willing to spend so much money to marry Xia Lin?"

Ma Zhou immediately straightened his expression: "Your Majesty, please allow me to speak slowly."

"explain."

After all, Ma Zhou was a prime minister with great eloquence, reasoning and logic. He first talked about how Xia Lin helped the grassland tribes to rebel against the old court in order to open up trade routes, and then did business with the grassland step by step to stabilize the situation on the grassland.

Then we talked about Xialin’s development concept and regional development intentions. Finally, the conclusion is that if the grassland has Xialin, it will develop into a giant within five years.

He did not dare to say that the Great Wei might not be able to withstand it or might not be able to withstand it at all, but one thing was certain: after Xia Lin went to the grassland, the Great Wei would only be able to survive for the rest of its life. It would change from the lord of the Central Plains to a small court in a corner, struggling hard relying on the natural barrier of the Yangtze River.

"Tsk tsk... No wonder they are trying so hard to get that little bastard. It turns out that this guy was the one behind the scenes who helped him ascend to the throne. He's amazing." Emperor Hongbao chuckled, "No wonder I haven't heard of any barbarians knocking on the gates in the past two years. It turns out that this guy is the one causing all the trouble."

"Your Majesty, you must not let him go to the desert. In my humble opinion, Xia Daosheng may not be the Dragon and Phoenix of Wei, but he can definitely become the Young Lin of Wei."

Emperor Hongbao's eyes suddenly widened, and then slowly calmed down: "I understand, you can go down now."

"Wei Chen retire."

(End of this chapter)