The little princess was torn, and the demon emperor patched her up

Chapter 120 I Offer the Peddler's Body to You

Gu Zhenliang stretched out his legs and let two palace maids kneel on the ground and massage his legs.

He half-closed his eyes, lovingly stroking the six tassels hanging on his forehead, and said calmly: "Hearing what you said, it seems that I must join forces with Xiao Qian. How about this, I am too busy with government affairs to get away, you tell Xiao Qian to come and discuss with me in person in three days - but he must not bring any guards with him, and he must not hide any weapons."

Xiao Baojing rolled his eyes.

To take care of your pillow is to cherish your life.

He was afraid that Xiao Qian would do something to him after he arrived in Southern Tang and he would never be able to become emperor again, so he set the negotiation location in Gu Song.

She said unhappily, "Okay!"

After Xiao Baojing and Shang Bingjiu left, Gu Zhenliang ordered the eunuchs to close the doors and windows of the hall, and lit the ancient and eerie green lamp again.

An old face gradually emerged in the green lamp.

Gu Zhenliang offered a pig's head, a sheep's head, and an ox's head, and said respectfully: "Xiao Qian intends to form an alliance with me. I plan to lure him to Gu Song in three days, behead him and display his head to the public, and then lead the army to Southern Tang to unify the two dynasties!"

The old man in the green lamp opened and closed his mouth, and his tone sounded quite kind: "You are an ambitious and calculating hero, and everything will be as you wish."

"Thanks to the Great Witch's method, I can regain my youth." Gu Zhenliang touched his black temples excitedly, "I have already ordered the construction of temples for you all over the country according to the Great Witch's wishes. The Great Witch has great magical powers and deserves to be worshipped by the people!"

The old man hesitated for a moment and asked, "Will the peddler also come to Gu Song in three days?"

"Maybe? From what I've seen, he and that puppet monster are inseparable all the time. As long as the puppet comes, he will definitely come!"

"Then I want his body."

Gu Zhenliang raised his eyebrows and looked at the old man in the green lamp in confusion.

The old man did not explain why, but repeated, "I want his body. In return, I can help you get a child."

Gu Zhenliang's eyes moved slightly.

He is in his thirties, but he still has no children.

He thought Yue Niang was incompetent, but none of the concubines he had newly brought into the palace were pregnant.

He is the emperor!
As an emperor, the ruler of a country, he should have many descendants and a prosperous royal family. How could he not have a son? !
Greed appeared in his eyes, and his expression became more humble: "Don't worry, Great Witch, I will find a way to get the peddler's body and offer it to you!"

the other side.

Xiao Baojing conveyed Gu Zhenliang's meaning to Xiao Qian.

Xiao Qian had no objection to where the negotiations took place.

Three days later at midnight, he went to Gu Song under the worried gazes of Lu Xueying and Xiao Ping'an.

Gu Zhenliang made the welcoming ceremony very grand and solemn.

In the newly built Jinluan Palace, he sat on the dragon throne and said with a smile, "I have heard for a long time that the Emperor of Southern Tang is well-known for his virtue. Seeing him today, I find that he is indeed extraordinary."

What he prepared for Xiao Qian was an ordinary cushion to sit on.

Xiao Qian didn't mind and calmly lifted his robe and sat down.

Xiao Baojing was hiding in the corner of the Golden Palace and noticed that Xiao Qian looked tired and had two dark circles under his eyes.

I guess he has been very worried and concerned about state affairs during this period.

She frowned and looked back at the culprit——

Shang Bingjiu was squatting in front of a low table, looking up and slowly putting a fat, roasted chicken into his mouth.

His mouth is so big!

He devoured a whole roast chicken!

Inside the hall, Xiao Qian said, "Brother Gu, you must have heard about the plight of Southern Tang a long time ago. My sister is meticulous and capable, and she will not give up until she gets all the territory. Southern Tang and Gu Song are now in a situation where they are in a desperate situation, so I ask Brother Gu to send troops to Southern Tang and join forces with me to deal with my sister and the Northern Zhou emperor's southward attack." Gu Zhenliang chuckled twice, but did not answer, and just drank a cup of tea leisurely.

The historian next to Xiao Baojing came over with a pen and ink, and asked eagerly: "Miss Xiao, what does 'lips and teeth are cold' mean? How do you write the word 'zhen' in 'zhenmi' and the word 'jiang' in 'jiangtu'? These conversations are so complicated, I don't understand!"

Xiao Baojing: "..."

She glanced at the conversation record in his book which was full of typos and said helplessly: "Go back and look it up in the dictionary!"

The historian was so anxious that he kept scratching his head: "But I can't understand it! Miss Xiao, the dictionary is so complicated, I really can't understand it at all!"

Inside the palace, Xiao Qian asked, "Brother Gu, what have you considered?"

Gu Zhenliang coughed and changed the subject: "Don't worry about that for now. I'm hosting a banquet for you today, and my Concubine Yun even specially choreographed a dance for you. After the banquet, we can talk about state affairs."

Without waiting for Xiao Qian to say anything, the palace maids filed in and started preparing the banquet.

Even Xiao Baojing and Shang Bingjiu were invited to the banquet.

When everyone was drunk, Concubine Yun, wearing a gauze dress, led a group of beauties into the palace.

Xiao Baojing recognized her as the so-called most talented woman in Yejing, who had organized a poetry reading in the Imperial Garden last time.

She bowed to Gu Zhenliang and said, "I am sorry to show my ugliness."

The sound of stringed instruments began.

Perhaps because the Gu Song Dynasty had lost its literary fortune, the musicians stared at the music score with wide eyes, asking each other while playing the piano: "Oh, how do we play this tune? Such a complicated score! What do these symbols mean? I don't understand them. I don't understand them at all! Do you understand them?!"

Another musician holding a 竽 shouted, "Who cares? We can play it however we like! Art is freedom!"

He puffed out his cheeks and blew harder and harder.

The whole piece of music gradually changed its tune, which was quite strange and harsh.

Concubine Yun fluttered her sleeves while surrounded by beauties.

It's just this dance...

Xiao Baojing watched her holding up the shawl and jumping to the east and then to the west, just like the witch at the east end of the village who performed magic tricks without any rules at all.

The dancers were dancing in a mess. Some turned left, some turned right, and two of them even knocked each other to the ground while turning around. The whole scene was very chaotic.

The officials of the Song Dynasty all praised:
"It's so beautiful!"

"Concubine Yun dances so beautifully, just like Chang'e descending to earth!"

"..."

Gu Zhenliang said proudly: "Brother Xiao, look, how is my beloved concubine's dancing skill?"

Xiao Qian did not raise his head to look at Concubine Yun, but only lowered his eyes to drink tea: "Not bad."

Gu Zhenliang snorted softly: "You must have never seen such exquisite dance in Southern Tang!"

Xiao Qian was still thinking about the alliance, so he put down his teacup and brought up the old matter again: "The matter of sending troops——"

"It's such a nice banquet, why did you bring up state affairs, Brother Xiao? It's just ruining the fun!" Gu Zhenliang waved his wide sleeves with bright yellow dragon embroidery, "Come, let's drink! Shang Shushi, you drink too!"

There was a pot of fine wine in front of Shang Bingjiu.

The beautiful little palace maid knelt beside him and filled his glass with fine wine.

The delicate hands picked up the wine glass attentively, and the little palace maid respectfully brought it to Shang Bingjiu's lips: "Please drink, Master Shang."

(End of this chapter)