The prince is more stable

Chapter 141 One Wife and One Concubine

Jiang Miaoxian didn't know Di Ying before, and the two of them had never even met.

But Jiang Miaoxian had heard of Di Ying. She knew that Di Ying was the granddaughter of General Di Qing, and she also knew that the Chu Palace had an engagement with the Di family, and that Di Ying was already the wife of the Marquis of the County.

Today, Di Ying and Yuan'er came to the house. Their clumsy disguises as men and Yuan'er's ill-intentioned look with her hands on her hips made the clever Jiang Miaoxian immediately guess that it was the real boss who came to the house.

It was indeed very stressful, but Jiang Miaoxian came from a prostitute background and had experienced many different situations. Her rich social experience was something that even a rich girl like Di Ying could not match.

Without saying a word, he bowed his head in worship.

Di Ying was immediately restrained. The original plan was to give Jiang Miaoxian a severe warning, but now why did it turn into a family reunion scene?

Di Ying found that things were out of control and became very strange.

"I, you...you get up, I didn't mean that..." Di Ying's voice became a little weak.

Jiang Miaoxian was as pious as if she was worshipping Buddha. She knelt down and bowed her head before she stood up.

"Thank you, ma'am, for your generosity."

Di Ying blinked blankly. Am I magnanimous?

But Jiang Miaoxian's title of "Madam" made Di Ying smile instantly. After the engagement, Jiang Miaoxian was the first person to call her "Madam", which was much better than "Miss".

Jiang Miaoxian sat down. The tea on the table had already gone cold, so she poured it out, refilled it with boiling water, and washed the whisk and ground it.

While her eyes and hands were focused on making tea, a barely perceptible smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Miaoxian's mouth.

After just a brief moment of contact, Jiang Miaoxian already had a general understanding of Di Ying.

It is certain that this young wife is kind and innocent by nature. Although she has a bit of a spoiled temper like a young lady, it is not serious. Generally speaking, she is an easy person to get along with.

Jiang Miaoxian secretly breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but feel grateful that God was blessing her.

Marrying into a powerful and wealthy family as a concubine, her fate was not only related to Zhao Xiaoqian, but also to the character of the wife of the first wife.

It's helpless, but her happiness is controlled by Di Ying.

Di Ying's thoughts can determine whether she lives in heaven or hell.

After just a brief encounter, Jiang Miaoxian finally felt relieved. Fortunately, Di Ying was an easygoing person. As long as she was careful with her words and actions, the days ahead would not be difficult.

After the tea was ordered, a cup of steaming tea was placed in front of Di Ying with both hands.

Di Ying took the tea, took a symbolic sip, and then her eyes lit up: "Miss Jiang is quite a good cook."

Di Ying was born into a family of officials and received an elite education since childhood. Although he might not be very proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine and tea, he had a certain appreciation ability.

Behind her, Yuan'er poked her quietly and whispered: "Miss, show your power, show your power..."

Di Ying was stunned, then immediately put on a stern face and said coldly, "Do you know why I came here today?"

Jiang Miaoxian said quietly, "I know. I'm a miserable person. I've been trapped in prostitution since I was young. Fortunately, I've been favored by the Marquis. I know how to cherish my blessings. If I can escape this sea of ​​suffering and enter the Prince of Chu's palace in the future, I will strictly abide by the code of conduct for women, serve the Marquis and his wife, and follow his lead."

Di Ying fell silent again. You are so smart that you can’t mess with me.

What should I do next? They've already been so submissive, is there any need to assert my authority?
Yuan'er still stared at her with her hands on her hips, blurting out, "If the Marquis and his wife fell into the water at the same time, who would you save first..."

Before she could finish her words, Di Ying turned around and pinched her fiercely: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Jiang Miaoxian covered her mouth and smiled, saying, "Of course I will save the lady first."

Di Ying asked curiously, "Why don't you save the Marquis first? He's your husband."

Jiang Miaoxian lowered her head in embarrassment and whispered, "They say bad people live a thousand years. The Marquis will definitely be fine if he falls into the water."

Di Ying chuckled, then thought about the "bad guy" that Jiang Miaoxian had said, then came to her senses and stopped laughing.

"Did he... do anything bad to you?" Di Ying looked her up and down with a bad look.

Jiang Miaoxian's pretty face immediately turned red, and she said shyly: "Little sister... Madam, don't worry, he... is still a gentleman."

"'Fairly'?"

Seeing Di Ying's face was already a little ugly, Jiang Miaoxian was startled and said hurriedly: "He said that some things can only be done after the wedding night with his wife. My little sister... is still a virgin." Di Ying's face instantly turned from gloomy to sunny, but she still gritted her teeth and said hatefully: "You bastard!"

Jiang Miaoxian breathed a sigh of relief. What she had just said was true, but it was also a cover-up.

She was indeed a virgin, but the advantages Zhao Xiaoqian had taken of her these days were almost the same as losing her virginity. The mere thought of such obscene scenes made her blush and her heart beat fast, and she felt extremely ashamed.

I can only say that this man is so good.

Next, Jiang Miaoxian took the initiative to find topics and started chatting with Di Ying.

At first, the conversation mostly revolved around Zhao Xiaoqian. After all, he was their only connection. Later, for some reason, the topic gradually turned to skin care, dietary supplements for whitening, the sachet shop in Xinlingfang, the clothing store in Anyefang, and the Rouge Studio in Xuanpingfang...

The more they talked, the more they got along and became more excited. Yuan'er behind him slumped her shoulders weakly.

Can this be called establishing authority?
This is time for us to become sworn sisters, right?

We are getting off topic, Miss!

…………

Three days later, in the main hall of Honglu Temple.

The negotiations between the envoys of Song and Liao finally began.

What is strange is that this negotiation has been filled with a weird atmosphere from the very beginning.

Previous negotiations were filled with a strong sense of tension, with both sides arguing with each other.

The Liao Kingdom was often at a disadvantage in these verbal battles, and in its frustration, it resorted to threats and intimidation using force.

At this time, the Song Dynasty was already dwindling, so it reluctantly compromised and gave in. Then it seized on some details to continue arguing, and the Liao Dynasty continued to threaten with fists...

Generally speaking, there is not much technical content. One party makes sense and the other party shows off its muscles. They compromise in the midst of haggling over every detail and finally reach an agreement that is barely satisfactory to both parties.

However, in this negotiation, the Liao envoy Xiao Guangjing showed no fighting spirit from the moment he sat down at the negotiating table. After he recited the Liao conditions verbatim, Qian Zhongshen, the Minister of Rites of the Song Dynasty, immediately jumped out to object.

According to the procedure, it was time for the Liao delegation to show off their muscles and threaten with force.

Strangely, no one from the Liao delegation said a word.

The aftermath of the autumn hunt in the western suburbs was still there, and the scene of volleys fired by 500 musketeers still flashed from time to time in the minds of the Liao delegation.

Threat of force?

The Liao Kingdom had lost its confidence. The members of the delegation had actually noticed it long ago. Although the Song Dynasty still appeared gentle and weak, it had inadvertently revealed its sharp fangs.

The conditions offered by the Liao Kingdom were actually very simple. First, the annual tribute would be increased by 100,000 strings of cash. Second, the two countries would deepen trade and trade more salt, iron, medicinal materials, and furs.

The second point is normal trade content between the two countries and can be discussed.

The first 100,000 strings of cash is actually a very small amount. Given the size of the Song and Liao countries, no one would really take the 100,000 strings of cash seriously.

But it was this point that no one could agree on.

Because this is not about 100,000 strings of cash at all, it purely represents a political symbol.

The Liao Kingdom needed these additional 100,000 coins to let the world know that the Song Kingdom was becoming more and more submissive to the Liao Kingdom.

The Song Dynasty was unwilling to add the 100,000 strings of cash because it did not want the world to know that the Song Dynasty was so soft.

At the negotiation table, Zhao Xiaoqian looked at Xiao Guangjing with a smile, his expression seemed joking and inquiring.

"Your Excellency, the Song Dynasty will definitely not increase the amount of the 100,000 guan. What do you say?"

Xiao Guangjing glanced guiltily at the embassy attendant next to him, but before he could say anything, Qian Zhongshen opposite him went berserk.

The table was slammed suddenly, Qian Zhongshen's face was ferocious and foam was spitting out of his mouth.

"The Great Song Dynasty refuses to surrender. Are you not convinced? Send us troops to fight!"

As soon as the words came out, not only the Liao envoys were stunned, but Zhao Xiaoqian was also shocked.

(End of this chapter)