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Chapter 1043

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"What's the matter with the Northern Tribes?" Ye Li asked with a frown. Ye Li never had a good impression of the Northern Tribes, even if they had some form of cooperation with the Crown Prince of the Northern Tribes.

Mo Xiuyao held his daughter with one hand and used the other to take the letter. He frowned and said, "Use Princess Ronghua to exchange for the bodies of Yelu Ye and the Northern Tribes soldiers?" Mo Xiuyao was silent for a while before he looked up at Ye Li with some annoyance. "Where are Yelu Ye's remains?"

Ye Li was speechless. She really did not remember where Yelu Ye's remains were. She was too busy at that time and cleaning up the battlefield was not her responsibility. How could she remember such a thing?

Mo Xiuyao said with some dissatisfaction, "Since they want to exchange for Yelu Ye's remains, why did they only come now?" It had been so long, who knew where they had hidden Yelu Ye's remains?

Xu Qingchen could not help but twitch his lips and said, "The Northern Tribes are frozen in winter. It's just the beginning of spring and their envoys have already arrived in Li City. It's quite fast." Moreover, the Northern Tribes would definitely observe the situation. If the Mohist army lost to the Western Hill and Da Chu State's allied forces, who would exchange with you? They would just send their army over to attack again.

Mo Xiuyao nodded impatiently and said, "Fine, I understand. Tell them that they can exchange for Yelu Ye and the Northern Tribes soldiers. But Princess Ronghua is not enough. "

"What else do you want?" Xu Qingchen raised his eyebrows.

Mo Xiuyao smiled and said, "That will depend on what Young Master Qingchen can get them to take out." The more the better. The Prince Ding Mansion was rich, but it could not withstand too many people. Which place did not need money?

Xu Qingchen nodded and said, "I understand. But … can you find Yelu Ye's remains?" With Mo Xiuyao's personality, he didn't need to think to know that Yelu Ye's final outcome would not be a peaceful burial.

Mo Xiuyao looked at Xu Qingchen as if she was an idiot. "Were Yelu Ye's ashes made of gold or carved with words?"

This was the first time in his life that someone had questioned his intelligence. However, Young Master Qing Chen admitted defeat: So, are you going to use some random ash to fool me?

"Do you really intend to exchange Princess Ronghua back?" Xu Qingchen looked at Mo Xiuyao suspiciously. In her impression, Mo Xiuyao was not a kind person, unless there was something to gain from it. However, Young Master Qing Chen could not think of any other benefits that Mo Xiuyao could obtain from the Northern Tribes. Land was out of the question. Even if the Northern Tribes were willing to give it to them, they would only be left with boundless grasslands. Not many commoners were willing to stay there. For at least eight months a year, they would have to endure the Northern Tribes' raids. Now that the Central Plains people had not even been dealt with, Mo Xiuyao would definitely not extend his hand to them at this time. Other than that, there seemed to be nothing that Mo Xiuyao would be interested in.

Mo Xiuyao nodded. "Of course. Didn't the Northern Tribes say that Princess Ronghua was Li's sworn sister? If Princess Ding's sworn sister was harmed by the Northern Tribes, wouldn't the Prince Ding Mansion be the one to lose face? "

"We all know that's not true." Xu Qingchen raised her eyebrows. The relationship between Ye Li and Princess Ronghua was not bad, but it was not to the point of becoming sworn sisters.

Mo Xiuyao waved his hand. "It doesn't matter. By the way, it's best to tell the Northern Tribes that I'm interested in their warhorses."

"What if they don't agree?" The warhorses of the Central Plains were not as good as the Northern Tribes or even the Western Regions. Even if there were foreign warhorses, they would not be as good as before. The Northern Tribes and the Central Plains had been enemies for generations, and warhorses were strictly prohibited from entering the Central Plains through any channels. Although over the years, the Prince Ding Mansion had secretly obtained some from various channels, the amount was pitifully small. It was no wonder that Mo Xiuyao was so generous this time.

"Don't agree?" Mo Xiuyao sneered. "Then I will go and get it myself."

"I understand." Xu Qingchen nodded, indicating that she understood Mo Xiuyao's determination. With Xu Qingchen's statement, Mo Xiuyao's expression immediately eased, and he put this matter aside. Since Young Master Qingchen was willing to express his opinion, it meant that there was no problem.

After talking about the Northern Tribes, Xu Qingchen looked at Mo Xiuyao and raised her eyebrows. "Also, these days, someone has been asking me about something. But … I don't know how to answer, so I'll ask the Prince for his opinion. "

"What could possibly be a problem for Young Master Qingchen?" Mo Xiuyao asked disapprovingly. Obviously, he thought that Xu Qingchen was bored and wanted to find trouble with him. Xu Qingchen played with the porcelain teacup in her hand, her handsome eyes staring at Mo Xiuyao. "A long time ago, someone asked me about Prince's plan … to ascend to the throne."

"Ascend to the throne?" Mo Xiuyao's hand, which was holding Xin 'er's hand, paused. He frowned and said, "Who said that I plan to ascend to the throne?"

Xu Qingchen raised her eyebrows. "No one said it, but obviously, there are people who think so."

"Does that include Young Master Qingchen?" Mo Xiuyao asked.

Xu Qingchen smiled but did not speak. The answer was obvious.

"I don't plan to ascend to the throne." Mo Xiuyao said seriously. If he wanted to be Emperor, he would have done it long ago. Why drag it out for so many years? Xu Qingchen sighed softly and frowned slightly. "You should know the pros and cons of this." Young Master Qingchen looked at it purely from the point of view of ruling the world. Mo Xiuyao was not lacking in anything, so it was inevitable that he would rule the world. But as long as he did not ascend to the throne, he would lack that name. This did not prevent Mo Xiuyao from controlling the Prince Ding Mansion and even all the territory that the Prince Ding Mansion currently occupied. But it still made people feel uneasy.

Moreover, because it was not an official imperial court, the ranks of the officials under the Prince Ding Mansion were also disorderly. After so many years, Young Master Qingchen was surprised that he did not make any mistakes in the chaos.

"Prince Ding, even if you have no intention of ascending to the throne, you should consider the feelings of those who follow you." So many people were loyal to the Prince Ding Mansion because of loyalty, but it was definitely not just for loyalty. Although Young Master Qingchen did not care about fame and power, he did not look down on those who valued power and worked hard for fame and fortune. Cultivate civil and martial arts skills and sell them to the imperial family. This was a deep-rooted concept in the hearts of the people for thousands of years. In the eyes of the people, only the imperial family was orthodox. Only by submitting to the imperial family was one's true birth. The Prince Ding Mansion today was no longer the Prince Ding Mansion of the past. Now, the Prince Ding Mansion had not only the generals who had been loyal to the Prince Ding Mansion for generations, but also more people and families who came to seek refuge.

"What? Young Master Qingchen also has this intention? How about I appoint you as the Prime Minister? "Mo Xiuyao looked at Xu Qingchen with a smile. Xu Qingchen lifted his eyes lightly. "Thank you, but I can't accept it."

Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows and gave him a slightly complacent look. So, if I ascended to the throne and appointed all the officials, everything would be on track. Wouldn't the Xu family immediately resign and live in seclusion? Did they think I was a fool? Young Master Qingchen was equivalent to half of the people in the imperial court, not to mention the whole Xu family …

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