Emperor Yan was furious and threw the memorials on the imperial case into the queue of civil and military ministers, throwing them while cursing. The fat on his face was also trembling because of anger. Because Emperor Yan was fat and weak, it lasted for less than ten breaths. Emperor Yan was tired into a pool of fat and slumped on the dragon throne.

Fortunately, the dragon throne was made of pure gold, otherwise, I would probably not be able to withstand the weight of Emperor Yan Liu.

"call!"

Emperor Yan, who was slumped on the black dragon throne, panted with anger, stared at the officials with red eyes, and roared in a hoarse voice: "I'll find a way for me, and I can't think of it and don't leave Chengqian Palace!"

After the words came, Song Qian, the Minister of Rites in his forties, stood out from the civil servants and bent down with a serious expression to report: "Report to Your Majesty, I believe that the envoy should be sent to discuss a war with the Emperor of Qin immediately, and I, Dayan, must satisfy all the requests made by Emperor Qin. Of course, if you have too much request, you will naturally not agree!"

"Okay, then let's do what I said!" Emperor Yan responded without hesitation.

If it were a stick of incense before, he would definitely not have agreed so quickly, but now that Huaicheng is lost, he dare not refuse to agree. If he does not agree, the imperial capital will be gone. If the imperial capital is gone, the emperor will be captured!

The 800-year-old Great Yan Dynasty inherited the thirty-eight emperors. The thirty-eight emperors have never been captured. Yan Liu doesn’t want to be the first captured Emperor Yan, otherwise he would have any face to sit on this dark dragon throne and rule the people!

"Where is Liang Kuan, the Left Minister of Rites?" Song Qian, the Minister of Rites, shouted with a solemn expression.

"The lower official is here!" The left assistant minister Liang Kuan immediately stood out from the civil servants to respond.

"Pang Qiu, the doctor of the Ministry of Rites, where is the power of Zhu?" Song Qian continued to shout.

"There is the official!"

Pang Qiu, the doctor of the Ministry of Rites, and Zhu Wei successively stood out from the civil servants to compile the answers.

"This time we negotiated with Emperor Qin, the left assistant minister Liang Kuan was the main envoy, the doctor Pang Qiu and Zhu Wei were the deputy envoy. Let's go now!" Song Qian ordered decisively.

"As for your order!" The three of them bent down and responded quickly, turning around and leaving Chengqian Palace.

After the three of them left, Emperor Yan Liu said, "Before the negotiation results came out, no one is allowed to leave Chengqian Palace, eat and drink to the right side hall, and slap to the left side hall!"

The reason why Emperor Yan did not allow all officials to leave was two concerns. First, he was worried that the Qin army would come and no one would rely on him. The officials would feel a little safe here. Second, Zhang Feizi's previous lessons were right in front of him. If someone among the civil and military ministers secretly surrendered to Emperor Qin and secretly opened the city gate at night, wouldn't he have to surrender?

If the civil and military ministers knew that Emperor Yan thought so, they would be disappointed. They worked hard and complained to Emperor Yan, but in the end they were indeed suspicious. Moreover, a dignified emperor actually needed a minister to bring a sense of security. He was simply a failed and useless mediocre king.

Time passes slowly, and days pass by day!

Three days in a flash, November 8, 14th year of the Shengqin Dynasty, noon!

On the open space fifty miles northeast of the Wuyang imperial capital, the Qin army camp!

Because the road from Huaicheng to Wuyang Imperial Capital was very flat, the three thousand Xuanjia Army rushed to attack for more than 600 miles for three consecutive days and nights, and there were only fifty miles left from Wuyang Imperial Capital. After half a day of raid, you can reach Wuyang Imperial Capital!

It was noon at this time, and the soldiers of the Xuanjia Army were making fire and cooking. In the tent, Ying Chang was wearing Dragon Emperor armor and rank high in the tent. Bai Qi stood on the right side of the tent. The two brothers looked at the three Yan envoys in the center of the tent.

Ying Chang looked at the three Yan Zhi carefully, and then spoke expressionlessly: "It's really easy for you to wait for three!"

These three Yan envoys made Ying Chang feel unhappy. It was not that they provoked Ying Chang, but that these three Yan envoys were waiting for him here. When they learned about this, Ying Chang's mouth twitched. Some of the officials of the Yan Empire were all people. It was obvious that the Yan Empire had suffered a defeat, but it was like the Qin Dynasty was defeated and they were in a hurry to see Yan envoy.

These three Yan envoys were the commander Liang Kuan, the deputy envoys Pang Qiu, and Zhu Wei. Because they didn't want to ride horses, they simply set up camp on the official road and waited quietly for the Qin army to attack. For them, as long as they could meet and discuss with Emperor Qin, the process was not important.

"It is a blessing for foreign ministers to be able to wait for Emperor Qin!" The commander Liang Kuan had no intention of Ying Chang's true meaning at all.

"yes!"

"Yeah yeah!"

Deputy envoy Pang Qiu Zhuwei quickly laughed and wrote a compilation of rituals and flattery.

Are these three people weird? I'm so obvious, I haven't noticed what I mean, and I'm still climbing up the pole. Ying Chang was speechless in his heart, feeling that the Great Yan Empire was beyond help. If the Great Yan Empire hadn't been a little far away, he would have really wanted to destroy the Yan Empire in one fell swoop.

Bai Qi looked at the three of them with a look that looked like a fool, as if he asked again, these three were sent by the fool.

"Tell me, why are you here!" Ying Chang got straight to the point, and didn't want to worry about Yan Zhi's waiting for him in place.

His time is precious.

The envoy Liang Kuan bent down respectfully and bowed and said with a smile: "This time I came here, I will discuss the truce with His Majesty the Emperor of Qin on his order. My Majesty said that as long as His Majesty the Emperor of Qin is willing to quit the war and withdraw from the territory of the Great Yan Empire, the Great Yan Empire is willing to compensate the Great Qin Empire for all losses!"

"I'm really willing to pay for it?" Ying Chang's mouth raised slightly.

The commander Liang Kuan was happy and felt that the truce was expected, so he immediately replied with a strong force: "I'm willing!"

"Okay!" Ying Chang shouted, "When your Grand Marshal Yan He stood on the wall of Huaicheng, he also told me that as long as I am willing to quit the army and stop fighting and withdraw from the territory of the Great Yan Empire, the Great Yan Empire is willing to compensate the Qin Empire for all losses!"

"I will tell him that if the Great Yan Empire can give it, I will withdraw my troops immediately. Unfortunately, your army will not agree. As a result, in less than half a stick of incense, Huaicheng was captured and he was executed by me!"

"Originally, this matter could be solved with 100 million taels of silver, but now it is not possible. I want 300 million taels of silver. Without 300 million taels of silver, the Qin Dynasty will never withdraw its troops, and will break through Wuyang City tomorrow and enter the palace. By the way, I almost forgot to tell you that I have promised the soldiers that after entering the palace, the military discipline will be exempted from three days!"

"What!"

"Three hundred million?"

"This... where did Dayan get so much money!"

They were already shocked when they heard about 100 million taels of silver, but then they heard that they had to give Daqin 300 million taels of silver before they could retreat. They were shocked. Not to mention 300 million, it was a question whether the Dayan Empire could spend 30 million.
Chapter completed!