The most romantic little emperor

"The Liao Kingdom delegation is here to meet His Majesty the Emperor of Daxia!"

At this time, Gao Lishi shouted very sensibly, and his voice was like morning bells and evening drums, echoing in the magnificent palace.

Everyone looked at Yelu Lingxiao and the Liao envoys with a bit of contempt and criticism on their faces.

This time, you end up losing the rice instead of the chicken!

Yelu Lingxiao's expression changed slightly, and his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand.

He originally wanted to use the Yu Linglong he created to severely suppress the people of Da Xia, but now it was like a hot potato, leaving him in a dilemma and he could only succumb to the reality before him.

Yelu Lingxiao tried hard to suppress the anger and unwillingness in his heart, took a deep breath, and buried the humiliation and anger deep in his heart.

He gritted his teeth, knelt down slowly, and said in a deep voice: "The Great Liao Southern Court King Yelu Lingxiao and the Liao Kingdom delegation come to see His Majesty the Great Xia Emperor!"

As Yelu Lingxiao knelt down, the entire Liao delegation followed suit like dominoes.

No matter how reluctant they were, they had to submit to Qin Hao's tyranny.

After all, if we regret it now, there will be no need to even talk about asking for food, and it will no longer be possible.

Looking at the Liao envoy kneeling on the ground, Qin Hao couldn't help but feel happy.

Two years!

It’s been two whole years!

The King of Nanyuan, who had caused 300,000 elite soldiers of Daxia to shed their blood on the battlefield two years ago and forced Daxia to cede the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, finally knelt in front of him.

This kneeling was not only a personal submission to him, but also a submission of the Liao Kingdom to Daxia.

In this way, it can be regarded as a vent for the Emperor Taizong who just passed away and the soldiers who died two years ago!

Looking at Yelu Lingxiao's arrogant expression at the beginning, he now lowered his head and lost his previous pride.

This scene made the blood in Qin Hao's heart boil as if it was ignited by fire.

He glanced coldly at the kneeling Liao envoy and swore in his heart: "No matter how difficult the road ahead is, sooner or later, I will completely defeat you barbarians and recover every inch of land we have lost!"

Qin Hao sat on the dragon chair, his eyes deep and calm. He deliberately delayed for a while, as if enjoying this moment of silence.

Finally, he slowly raised his hand and said, "Messengers, no need to be polite! Come, please take a seat!"

"Thank you, His Majesty the Emperor of Daxia!"

The Liao envoys spoke in unison, but there was a hint of unwillingness and anger in their voices. They stood up slowly, and their faces did not look very good.

Yelu Lingxiao widened his eyes and looked at Qin Hao fiercely with a fierce look on his face.

Qin Hao pretended to ignore it and smiled faintly, as if he was mocking those self-righteous Liao people. However, he cursed in his heart: "Old dog, you dare to be mean to me! One day, I will make your Liao country completely destroyed!"

As the Liao delegation took their seats one after another, the atmosphere in the entire banquet hall gradually became lively.

Qin Hao, who was in a good mood, immediately started to serve wine and food.

Due to a series of events that had happened previously, the atmosphere of the banquet was somewhat different.

The Liao envoys were all worried and sad, while the officials and nobles of Daxia seemed happy and cheerful.

Even those who were dissatisfied with Qin Hao in their hearts, such as Su Zhengfang and Dong Sicheng, had to restrain their emotions and appear happy with everyone else.

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, many people stood up and toasted Qin Hao, especially the military generals who advocated war, whose spirits were even higher.

Qin Hao has an open-minded personality and never refuses anyone who comes to him. He frequently raises his glass and drinks with everyone present.

He had a clear mind and realized that his every move today had won the favor of many ministers.

This achievement will undoubtedly make the foundation of his throne more solid and his future path smoother.

At this moment, Yelu Lingxiao no longer dared to be as arrogant as before, as if all the previous conflicts and unhappiness had disappeared into thin air after drinking this glass of wine.

He began to chat and laugh with Qin Hao carefully, trying to use this relaxed atmosphere to ease the relationship between the two and repair the rift caused by the previous conflict.

The conversation between Qin Hao and Yelu Lingxiao is as mysterious as Tai Chi. The exchanges seem casual, but in fact they are full of hidden meanings.

However, no matter how the two chatted and laughed, Qin Hao never mentioned the matter of borrowing grain.

Seeing that Qin Hao refused to speak, Yelu Lingxiao came up with a plan. He smiled faintly and said, "Your Majesty, the Emperor of Daxia, it is said that the literary world of Daxia is prosperous, and the writers are as bright as stars, and poems and songs are endless."

"What a coincidence! Our Liao Dynasty also has many talented people. Since we have the chance to meet today, why don't we make friends through literature and write a good story together? What do you think, Your Majesty?"

Before he finished speaking, Yelu Lingxiao did not give Qin Hao any chance to refuse. He turned to Xiao Siliang beside him and said, "Mr. Xiao, this time it depends on your performance."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present was in an uproar, and discussions broke out one after another.

"What? Liao people dare to play poetry in front of us? What a joke!"

"Your Majesty, since the Liao envoys are so overconfident, let's help them and let them see the cultural heritage of our Great Xia."

"Your Majesty, our Great Xia has many scholars and talented people. Among all the ministers present, who is not a leader in poetry and song? Let the Liao envoys see our strength and see if they dare to be arrogant in front of us."

"..."

Qin Hao almost laughed out loud when he heard this.

Compare poetry?

Who do you look down on?

Did Yelu Lingxiao get kicked in the head by a donkey?

Isn't this just asking for trouble and seeking abuse?

However, Qin Hao did not show any contempt on his face. Instead, he smiled modestly and said, "Since the King of the Southern Courtyard is interested in this, I will reluctantly agree to it."

"Don't say I'm bullying you. We are guests. You have to have a topic for your poem, right? What's the topic? You decide. How about that?"

Yelu Lingxiao stood up, bowed, and said with a smile: "Thank you very much, His Majesty the Emperor of Daxia!"

He pointed at Xiao Siliang and laughed, "This is Mr. Xiao, the deputy envoy of the Liao Dynasty and my daughter's teacher. Speaking of which, Mr. Xiao is an old friend of yours from the Central Plains."

Mr. Xiao? An old friend from the Central Plains?

Everyone focused their attention on Xiao Siliang, with curiosity and confusion in their eyes.

They looked at this old man with extraordinary temperament, secretly guessing his identity and origin.