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Chapter 128: Ingenuity

After Yuan Silan stood up, the atmosphere in the hall became more and more gentle.

Emperor Xuanhe gave me a seat, but Yuan Silan refused to sit down and insisted on standing: "Although I am in Tatar, my mother taught me to read and practice calligraphy when I was young, and I taught me the etiquette of Dachu. My uncle is my elder. In front of my elders, how can I sit for the younger generation?"

Yuan Silan paid homage to his elders at home, but the generals were inconvenient to speak.

Emperor Xuanhe asked in a gentle voice: "I remember that Roujia is one year younger than me. How is her situation now?"

The late emperor had no legitimate son, and all the princes were born in illegitimate sons. Roujia was a legitimate princess, one year younger than Emperor Xuanhe. She married her far away at the age of fifteen.

Emperor Xuanhe and the legitimate emperor sister had an ordinary relationship. The Great Chu and the Tatars were even more mortal enemies. After five years of truce, the war started again. There had been almost no wars in recent years.

It is also possible to imagine the situation of Princess Rouga in the Tatars.

A trace of bitterness flashed in Yuan Silan's eyes and she whispered: "I'm not hiding it from my uncle. Since my father passed away, my mother has remarried her uncle and has often become ill. If it weren't for me over the years, I'd be unable to hold on."

"Fortunately, when my mother married far away, she brought two excellent medical doctors. Two imperial doctors carefully treated her. Although her mother was seriously ill, she had no worries about her life."

Yuan Silan was well versed in sensationalism. His words were low and sad, which also aroused the meager mercy in Emperor Xuanhe's heart.

Emperor Xuanhe sighed silently.

Yuan Silan said again: "I drew a small portrait for my mother. My uncle has not seen his mother for many years. I presented this small portrait to my uncle."

As he said that, he took out a small scroll from his sleeve.

The scroll is only five inches long. No matter how you look at it, you can't hide a sharp weapon.

According to the rules of the palace, all things presented before the saint must be searched carefully. If there is no sharp weapon, it may also contain poison.

Eunuch Zhao stepped forward to take the scroll, opened the scroll in front of everyone, and presented it to Emperor Xuanhe from afar.

Emperor Xuan He had a good eye. He looked over at the picture and saw the sick woman in the portrait.

Princess Roujia was beautiful and elegant, extremely intelligent, and loved by Emperor Xuanwu. The Princess Roujia in his mind was still as beautiful as a young man.

But the woman in this portrait is pale and weak, like a withered flower.

Emperor Xuanhe was so heartless that it was hard to remain unmoved after seeing it.

The pity in my heart was a little more.

...

At this time, the generals saw some clues.

This Tatar prince is definitely not an ordinary person. After seeing Emperor Xuanhe, he kept showing weakness, and every sentence was narrowing the distance with Emperor Xuanhe.

The Duke of Wei coughed and broke the silence: "Your Highness is the emperor's nephew and the crown prince of Tatar. This time we are here for a truce. Since we are going to a truce, we must show sincerity!"

Let’s not mention the marriage or something.

To have to make a truce, it is not just a lip service. The so-called "sincerity" is mostly about tribute to cattle and sheep or war horses, and a letter to the country was issued.

Duke Wei opened his mouth and directly poked Yuan Silan's heart.

Duke Jingguo also echoed: "Duke Weiguo's words are reasonable. If you have any ideas about His Royal Highness, you might as well say it clearly."

Don't pretend to be pitiful here.

Emperor Xuanhe's eyes flashed, and he looked at Yuan Silan steadily.

Yuan Silan looked bitter again and sighed: "Uncle, the Khan of the Tatars is my uncle now. There are many people who get married early, and they have children at the age of thirteen or fourteen. I, the prince of Tatar, have never decided on a marriage. Last year, when I was eighteen, someone mentioned my marriage. The uncle immediately drove the man out of the tent."

"My mother had no choice but to write a letter to her uncle. The uncle could no longer stop him and could barely respond."

"This time I came to Dachu Jingcheng. My uncle was very displeased. Before he came, he gave me a letter of nationality. There were no cattle, sheep, and horses."

What is this a truce?

Even if I come to marry a princess, there is no reason to come without any help!

Such behavior is simply a humiliation to Da Chu!

Emperor Xuanhe's expression suddenly sank.

The expressions of Duke Wei and others were not good enough to see where they went. The upright and hot-tempered Marquis of Pingxi couldn't help but sneer: "So, the Khan ordered His Highness to come just to humiliate the Great Chu?"

Yuan Silan was not angry at all and responded calmly: "Uncle did not dare to attack me openly due to the poisonous oath he had back then. It is more appropriate for my uncle to die in the Great Chu Dynasty."

As he said that, Yuan Silan looked up at Emperor Xuanhe on the dragon throne: "I'm not hiding it from my uncle. I led 500 personal soldiers to Dachu, and I didn't plan to return to Tatars. This is also my mother's wish."

"From today, I am willing to live in Da Chu forever. Please forgive me!"

In Baohe Palace, quiet again.

...

He Qi, standing beside Emperor Xuanhe, saw Yuan Silan's expression change and moves in his eyes. He couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart.

This Yuan Silan is really a person who is very scheming and can bend and stretch.

What else can show the sincerity of seeking peace by the Prince of Tatar himself as a proton?

Yuan Silan was the prince of Tatars one day, and Bu Chi was like a thorn in his throat one day. There were many people loyal to the old Khan within the Tatars. If Bu Chi took action against Yuan Silan, Tatars would definitely cause civil strife.

If Yuan Silan stayed in the capital of Dachu as a staple, Bu Chi would not be able to make his son the crown prince. Bu Chi is almost fifty years old this year, and he would not be able to survive the young Yuan Silan.

Once Bu Chi dies, Yuan Silan can return to the Tatars to inherit the Khan's position. There will definitely be civil strife during this period. Of course, the more chaotic the Tatars, the better things will be for the Great Chu. The reason behind it is obvious.

Emperor Xuanhe was obviously already moved.

Even Duke Wei and others were moved when they heard Yuan Silan's words.

Regardless of whether Yuan Silan is true or false, the words have been said. Da Chu can "stay" Yuan Silan openly.

No matter how you look at it, it is a matter that will benefit the Great Chu without any harm.

What kind of cattle, sheep, and horses can you get to the Prince of Tatar!

Duke Wei coughed again and bowed, "Since His Highness Silan has such sincerity, I beg the Emperor to answer your request."

The old fox, Duke of Wei, immediately changed his name.

Duke Jingguo and Duke Wei advanced and retreated together, and also agreed: "I agree."

Pingxihou and others were not stupid either, and they all expressed their support.

Yuan Silan stayed in Dachu calmly and honestly, and it would be okay to give him the decent he deserved.

Emperor Xuanhe thought of it and had his own thoughts. He said slowly, "I will think about it for a while." After a pause, he said, "Since Silan changed her surname, she will stay in the palace in the future!"

Yuan Silan can live in the palace, and her personal soldiers must stay outside the palace. In this way, Yuan Silan has all her wings cut off. How can a person make trouble?

Yuan Silan was not dissatisfied at all and bowed with gratitude.
Chapter completed!
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