Jing Rong's eyes darkened as he listened to his words. His pupils tightened, revealing a cold aura.
He couldn't guess Wei Yi's intentions. Then, his thin and cold lips parted. "Since the day Hou Liao was uprooted in the Western Grasslands, neither the Holy Emperor nor the previous emperor had ever thought of such a decision. It's not that they didn't dare or didn't want to, it's that they couldn't! Do you know what the price is for a tribe to willingly pledge allegiance? What?
Have you ever thought about what would happen if something went wrong? "
Wei Yi looked at him. Jing Rong's eyebrows were like sharp swords, slanting to his temples. His pitch-black eyes were frightening. He enunciated each word clearly. "If you don't know, then let me tell you. If the Hou Liao people are unwilling to pledge allegiance and resist to the death, it will bring about a war of life and death! At that time, the entire Western Grasslands will be in a reign of terror!
Not only Hou Liao, but all the tribes in the Western Grasslands will also be involved. The final result … will be a land littered with corpses and rivers of blood! This is a risk, not a win-win situation like you said. "
His voice was loud and clear!
His eyes were sharp!
Wei Yi's expression was calm as if he understood everything. "I know what you said and have thought about it."
"Since you know and have thought about it, then what is the meaning of this imperial edict?" Faced with this question, Wei Yi solemnly said, "Jing Rong, I will say it again. I am not forcing you, nor do I have any ulterior motives. You understand Western Grasslands and Hou Liao better than I do. Once a force is united, it will only bring about ambition! Ever since Hou Liao destroyed Yue Dan, the surrounding tribes have all bowed down to him. A powerful tribe is a threat to the Great Lin! Don't tell me you don't even understand this? If Hou Liao really has no ambition, then they will definitely agree to pledge allegiance. But if they are ambitious, then sooner or later, the Great Lin and Hou Liao will have to face an unavoidable war! Since it will happen sooner or later, why not resolve it as soon as possible? Of course, unless they can show sincerity and prove that they will never lead their troops into the Central Plains, then the war can be avoided! If you still think that I have selfish motives, then tomorrow morning, let the court officials decide.
What do you think? "
Jing Rong's expression darkened and the veins on his forehead became visible.
From the perspective of the courtiers, Hou Liao was now the sole ruler of the Western Fortress grasslands. Sooner or later, his influence would spread to the Central Plains. Therefore, just in case, the courtiers would definitely support Wei Yi! Wei Yi continued, "I know you've been in Houliao for a while, so you must have a lot of misgivings. But emotions are emotions, you can't disregard the safety of Great Lin's citizens because of this. Moreover, as long as Houliao is willing to submit, war and death can be avoided, and the mutual victory I spoke of will be achieved.
Isn't it good to realize it? "
It was as if they were being brainwashed! Jing Rong's throat tightened. He calmed his heart and thought about this matter. Wei Yi's words were flawless. His actions were from the perspective of a good emperor. Moreover, he had helped Hou Liao win against Yue Dan. Muzar and Third Master would naturally give him some face. Moreover, there was also his relationship with Mo Ruo.
Therefore, he was the most suitable person to lead the troops to persuade Hou Liao. If Hou Liao and the Great Lin could really mend their relationship, that would be a good thing!
A moment later —
He raised the imperial edict in his hand and furrowed his brows. His expression was stern. "Fine! I promise you, but you must also promise me something. "
"Speak."
"If Hou Liao is unwilling to submit, then you must not harm a single soldier."
"As long as Hou Liao shows sincerity and is willing to retreat three thousand li to the west, I promise not to harm a single soldier."
"Good!"
The two reached an agreement.
Then, Wei Yi added, "This time, I will send someone to accompany you to Hou Liao."
Eh?
Jing Rong had a bad premonition.
"Who?"
"Ji Huan." Two words slowly rolled out of Wei Yi's mouth.
The second young master of the Ji family?
Jing Rong couldn't hide his shock. "Do you know who you are talking about?"
"I do. Isn't it the Changlin General, Ji Huan, who was personally appointed by the late emperor? He was banished from the capital because of the Ji family's rebellion. "
"Since you know, why did you still allow him to regain his official position? When the late emperor was still alive, he decreed that the Ji family would never be able to enter the court or the capital again. You have already violated the late emperor's decree by allowing the Ji family's Second Miss to enter the capital. "
He was reminding Wei Yi. "I know all of this." Wei Yi took a few steps forward and said calmly, "Let's talk about the Second Miss Ji first. She was originally engaged to Lord Shen, but it was later annulled. However, Lord Shen loves Second Miss Ji very much, and I can't bear to see them be separated. Others might not understand that feeling, but I do! I would rather bear the infamy to summon her to the capital, just so that they can be together. As for Ji Huan, you should know that he is a great general of the Great Lin. When Prince Yi and Ji Li rebelled, he didn't participate and even made great contributions to the Great Lin. At that time, he even repelled the barbarians. How can such a great general be buried? I don't want our Great Lin to lose a general like this. Moreover, he has been fighting in the wilderness for many years and is very familiar with the Great Lin's borders. He's the most suitable person to go with you. Also, I'm not an official, he's just a helper.
You must regain your military power. "
His voice echoed in the imperial study.
Since Wei Yi had already said so, what else could Jing Rong say?
After all, he had already agreed to it.
… …
Two hours passed from the moment he entered the palace to the moment he left.
He exited the palace.
His expression was solemn.
The guards outside the palace gates looked at each other in dismay, not daring to make a sound.
This was because the news had already spread when he left the palace gates.
He stopped in his tracks the moment he stepped out of the palace gates. He stood there for a long time before turning his head to look. Inside the huge palace gates was a dazzling palace. It was a symbol of power, a symbol of the Great Lin's supremacy.
It was full of sarcasm.
His eyes couldn't help but tremble.
"Your Highness?" The coachman called out.
Jing Rong snapped out of his daze and sighed. This time, he retracted his gaze and returned to the carriage.
He sat upright in the carriage, a pair of tightly wrinkled eyes looking at the carriage curtains that were slightly fluttering in the wind. The ripples in the curtains were as unsteady as his heart. His hands on his knees gradually clenched into fists, but his expression didn't change in the slightest.
The carriage slowly moved forward, the sound of the wheels like the beating of a drum engulfing the ears.
"Stop!" Jing Rong's eyes widened as he suddenly shouted.
Hearing this, the coachman pulled the reins and the carriage stopped.
"Your Highness, what are your orders?" A voice came in from outside.
Jing Rong's brows furrowed even deeper. "We are not returning to the Rong Estate."
"Then where are we going?"
"To …"
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