After the rebellion was successful, I realized that this place was the Red Mansion

Chapter 13: Is your emperor still dreaming?

Near noon, the peace negotiation delegation finally set out, headed by Prince Beijing Shui Rong and Military Affairs Council Counselor Zhuang Jin, accompanied by several officials from the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Revenue, and a few attendants like Jia Lian, totaling more than 20 people, who rode out of the city gate in carriages and on horseback.

"Clang."

Not long after Jia Lian and others left the city gate, the heavy city gate behind them closed again. Jia Lian swallowed and looked forward.

A few miles away was the camp of King Qian's army, which stretched for more than ten miles. They were sandwiched between the capital and King Qian's camp, feeling trembling with fear.

Jia Lian was at a loss for words. He felt his mouth was dry, his heart was pounding, and he had the urge to turn around and run away!

He looked at the other people in the delegation and found that the officials from the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Revenue were also sweating profusely. The closer they got to Prince Qian's camp, the paler their faces became.

Finally arriving at the camp gate, Jia Lian looked around and saw that Prince Qian's army had built an earth wall on the open space outside the camp facing the capital. It was probably used to block the artillery shells fired from the city wall towards the camp. There were also ditches, chevaux de frise and other things outside the earth wall. The entire camp was in perfect order.

There was a tower in front of the camp gate. When they saw them coming, the people on the tower first shouted to them to stop, and then sent someone in to report to the general.

Jia Lian, Wang Ziteng, Shui Rong and others waited patiently for half a minute before several people came out of the camp and led them into the main camp.

Being in the military camp of Prince Qian, Jia Lian didn't dare to look around!

But he still saw out of the corner of his eye that the Qianwang army was strictly disciplined and well-groomed, and there was a strong atmosphere of solemnity and murderousness in the camp, which was far beyond what he could compare with the group of servants in the Grand View Garden!

Jia Lian had also seen the imperial guards in the city, but he could not find any general who could train such a battle-hardened army!

"arrive."

The person who led them stopped in front of a large tent and said to them, "Wait a moment, I will go in and report to King Qian."

After saying that, he went into the general's tent and came out after a while, signaling them that they could go in.

Jia Lian originally didn't want to follow in, but Wang Ziteng pulled his sleeve. Helplessly, Jia Lian could only follow his uncle into the general's tent.

It's like a hall inside.

Jia Lian didn't dare to look at the leader. He first looked at the seats on the right. There were seven or eight people sitting there, four of whom were wearing armor. They were between thirty and early fifty years old. They all had sharp eyes, which made people feel uneasy at a glance.

"Welcome all the imperial envoys to my camp."

The leader spoke in a young voice with a gentle smile, without using his power to overwhelm others.

Only then did Jia Lian raise his head and look at Prince Qian who was sitting in the main seat.

After seeing the true appearance of Prince Qian, Jia Lian was stunned:
This Prince Qian was younger than he thought, only about twenty-three or twenty-four at most, about the same age as himself. It was hard to imagine that such a young man could have conquered half of the Shun Dynasty.

In addition, King Qian was very tall, more than eight feet tall, with broad shoulders and long arms, and a majestic appearance. He sat in the main position in the commander's tent, and his imposing manner was like a mountain.

"Little Wang Shui Rong, greetings to the General!"

Prince Beijing stepped forward first and bowed.

"What kind of king are you?" A general in armor sitting on the right seat shouted in a bad tone, which made the Shun Dynasty envoys jump in their hearts, fearing that they had offended this powerful general.

"To answer this general, I am the Prince of Beijing County, conferred by the imperial court!"

Shui Rong was neither arrogant nor humble, and also bowed to him.

"So you are the Prince of Beijing."

Sitting in the main seat, Chu Yan looked at him a few times and couldn't help but smile slightly.

He learned about this king of a different surname from the book Dream of the Red Chamber that he had read in his previous life. The book said that he was handsome and had a humble personality. Now that he saw it with his own eyes, he found that it was true.

This made Chu Yan more interested in the beautiful girls with different personalities in the Jia family and the Grand View Garden.

He had always thought this was a fantasy world. After obtaining the system, Chu Yan even felt like he was playing a game of hegemony, building up his army bit by bit, and then becoming the founding emperor. But it turned out that this was the world of Dream of the Red Chamber!
Shui Rong said modestly, "My title is a legacy passed down from my ancestors. Compared to the foundation built by His Royal Highness Prince Qian, I am truly ashamed."

On the right seat, several of the Qianwang army's subordinates laughed.

Chu Yan understood the meaning behind his words and smiled, "So, the court is ready to recognize my self-proclaimed throne?"

"If Prince Qian is willing to withdraw his troops, the Emperor is willing to share the world with Prince Qian, and the two countries will become brotherly nations!"

Zhuang Jin, the counselor of the Grand Council, took the opportunity to step forward and bow to Prince Qian, and put forward the demands of the Dashun court that he represented in this negotiation!

"Fuck your mother's fart!"

A seven-foot-tall, burly-backed general cursed angrily. Everyone looked at him, and he sneered again: "How many troops do you have left in the Shun Dynasty? How dare you tell us to withdraw our troops and capture the capital? We support His Royal Highness Prince Qian to ascend the throne, and we still have to give your emperor half of his territory?!"

The general's tent became quiet for a moment.

After a moment, an official from the Ministry of Rites bowed and said, "A hundred years ago in the Dashun Dynasty..."

He began a long speech, but Chu Yan didn't listen carefully. He picked up the teacup and took a sip slowly, looking at the document in front of him.

After he finished speaking, Chu Yan asked Chu Ming on his right: "What did he say?"

The envoys' hearts skipped a beat. This King Qian...didn't listen to a single word?!
"Your Highness," Chu Ming said with a smile, "This Shun Dynasty official said that we were originally rebels, but now that the court is willing to divide the world with us, we should be content and withdraw our troops as soon as possible."

"Oh, I see."

Chu Yan nodded, glanced at the official from the Ministry of Rites, and said, "So your emperor is still dreaming? I proposed equalizing the land tax, and the people rebelled because of resentment. Now the task is not completed, and the Northern Expedition is only halfway through. What's the point of withdrawing the troops now?"

Glancing at everyone, he continued, "I am now besieging the capital with an army of two hundred thousand. I know you cannot resist. I agree to negotiate peace with you only because I value the lives of my own men, not because I have no other options."

No one in the delegation dared to say a word. King Qian had an extremely powerful aura. The rumor that he was the reincarnation of the Overlord of Chu was indeed true!

"Listen!"

Chu Yan directly defined the scope of the negotiations: "Emperor Yongning in the palace must open the city gates and surrender. The Shun Dynasty will be destroyed and there will be no possibility of continuation. This is the basis of the negotiations. If you do not surrender, there is no need to discuss other matters!"

After saying that, he stood up and walked out, asking Chu Ming and others to continue talking to them. He would come back after the quarrel was over.

Just went out to inspect the camp.

"Your Majesty!"

Seeing him about to leave, Chu Ming quickly stood up and said with a smile: "I have invited someone who has a lot to do with you this time."

"Who?" Chu Yan was puzzled. Did he know anyone in the capital?
"Is there anyone from the Jia family?"

Chu Ming turned and asked the Shun Dynasty delegation.

"Have!"

Wang Ziteng hurriedly introduced Jia Lian to Prince Qian. Jia Lian was being stared at by everyone, especially the Prince Qian who was said to have killed countless people, and he felt very panicked.

“It turns out to be the Jia family.”

Chu Yan figured out the whole story and smiled at Chu Ming, "You're making your own decisions again. Well, Jia Lian, come with me for a walk. I want to ask you something."

He was indeed curious about the Jia family.

Chu Ming saw through his intention last time, so he specially invited a member of the Jia family.

(End of this chapter)