Yi Xin as a concubine

After figuring it out, Xin Baoer stopped worrying about it and asked again, "What's going on this time?"

"The little princess's condition is getting worse and worse, and she is getting more and more timid. She hasn't thought of escaping for a long time. This time, someone took advantage of the opportunity and secretly took the little princess out of the palace, intending to make it look like she was lost. Thanks to meeting you and your friends, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous." Ziyuan explained.

"Is Xiaomu's identity well known in the harem?" Xin Baoer asked casually.

Zi Yuan paused for a moment and said, "Just a few old people in the palace."

Xin Baoer laughed, with a hint of joking, "Maybe the truth cannot be hidden!"

The food and accommodation she had were already in such bad condition, yet there were still people who didn't want her well. How could it be possible that only a few old people knew about this? Oh! What a sin!

Ziyuan would give her a smile this time, but that smile looked guilty no matter how she looked at it.

"Okay, please ask Guard Ziyuan to help me convey a message to the king. I can take the person away, and I will find a way to cure her illness, but I want to negotiate another deal with him." Xin Baoer said when they were almost at the side hall where Xiaomu lived.

"Yes, I will report it truthfully." Ziyuan nodded to her, clasped her fists behind her, then turned and left.

"Why do you take so long?" Wei Yu asked, standing at the door holding a sword.

"I visited the king's harem." Xin Baoer raised her eyebrows and said lightly.

Nothing happened that night. After breakfast the next day, Xin Baoer took the contract she had drafted overnight and followed Ziyuan to the hall again.

Xin Baoer handed the contract to the waiter beside her, and then waited quietly, showing no impatience. If the other party was an ordinary person, he would really be intimidated by her.

Unfortunately, the person sitting opposite her was the ruler of a country who owned several cities. Her calmness did not really add any value except that it made the other party feel that this little girl was quite stable.

Sure enough, the king took the few thin pages of paper, glanced at them casually, and put them back on the table without any intention of signing.

Xin Baoer was not disappointed either. It was expected. Since she had said yesterday that they still had something to cooperate on, the king would not easily sign the contract.

"I heard that you have business to discuss with me?" The king nodded at her lightly, as if to say: Don't push your luck.

Xin Baoer's heart was beating fast, after all, what she was about to say next was her real purpose of coming to Seabuckthorn.

With a bright smile, he handed over a slightly thicker stack of papers and said, "Why don't you take a look at this first?"

The king looked at her, and after a few seconds, nodded to the attendant, who then came over and took the stack of papers from Xin Baoer's hand.

The king looked at it casually at first, but gradually he became fascinated. He first glanced at it quickly, and then planned to read it carefully again.

Xin Baoer didn't disturb him. She found a stool and sat down, drinking tea leisurely and waiting.

This is a plan to prevent and control sand that was rushed out overnight, ranging from biological measures: planting trees, growing grass to fix sand, sealing sand and growing forests and grass; to engineering measures: setting up screens, building windbreaks and sand-fixing belts; to comprehensive management measures: rational use of water resources, controlling livestock numbers, etc.

It clearly states which types of drought-resistant and wind-resistant trees can be planted, which grasses have strong roots and can cover sand and reduce wind speed, how to save rainwater, etc., and even includes plant drawings so that people can understand at a glance.

About two hours passed before the king slowly put down the paper in his hand and stared at Xin Baoer with a bad look.

"If what I have checked is correct, you should have just turned 19 years old this year." The implication is: you know too much.

In fact, the king already knew about the spread of the desert last night. The area of ​​expansion each year was not large, but when he saw the last measurement ten years ago, the expansion data was somewhat shocking.

He summoned several knowledgeable old ministers overnight to discuss solutions, but they did not come up with a feasible plan. However, this girl gave him such a big surprise in just one night. How could he not be afraid?

He clearly remembered that this man was temporarily captured by his Internal Guard Commander-in-Chief, and he had not made any preparations in advance for these events.

"My family used to have a three-story library. Although I am not very talented, God has blessed me with the ability to remember everything I see!" Xin Baoer was neither humble nor arrogant, and even seemed a little proud.

The cold light in the king's eyes warmed up a little. The world is full of wonders, and as a king he knew this.

Then Xin Baoer continued, "In fact, I have been preparing for these contents for a long time. It can be said that I have been preparing since I decided to come to Seabuckthorn."

"Oh, it seems that it was premeditated. Tell me, I really can't imagine what kind of plan a little girl like you could have and how thorough the preparations could be." The king became more interested.

"More than that, I wonder to what extent you have investigated me. Do you know about the affordable supermarket in Nanzhao?" Xin Baoer asked.

"Oh. You drove it?"

This time the king was indeed a little surprised. Nanzhao and Sha were separated by Simon. They shared the same suffering and were often harassed by Simon, so it was inevitable that they felt a sense of mutual sympathy and therefore paid more attention to each other's national conditions.

"As far as I know, supermarkets are not all over Nanzhao yet," the king said affirmatively.

"Yes, the original plan was to open the last one before the end of the year in Nanzhao Capital. Now that we are in your territory, the plan has been delayed. However, if you can agree to cooperate as soon as possible, we may be able to catch up." Xin Baoer said casually.

"Then tell me, what are you planning to cooperate on this time?" The king's curiosity was completely aroused, and he asked.

Finally, this moment had come. Xin Baoer felt very nervous. She took two deep breaths before speaking in a steady voice.

"Send troops to feint an attack on Simon."

After finally stating the ultimate goal, time in the hall seemed to stand still. The king did not speak for a long time, and looked at her with a questioning look. Xin Baoer was so nervous that she had difficulty breathing.

"Besiege Wei to save Zhao. You are indeed working for the King of Dingbei." The king affirmed.

Xin Baoer was no longer nervous after hearing what he said. She chuckled and said, "As I said before, it doesn't really matter who I work for. The various forces in the Central Plains are busy with their own affairs. It takes time to stabilize their own forces or end the civil unrest. So they won't pose a threat to other countries for at least ten years, right?"

The king raised his eyebrows. He was well aware of the situation in the Central Plains. Not only could the other side not threaten him, they would probably be on guard against him, fearing that several countries would unite and divide up the fragmented country.

"Yingzhou is just a small place. Why should I provoke Simon, who is more powerful than us, for an irrelevant place? If the provocation fails and I am backfired, who will bear the consequences?" The king's tone was calm and majestic, and the aura of a superior immediately rushed towards Xin Baoer.

Having said that, Xin Baoer felt that there was nothing to be afraid of, so she said openly: "I can't afford it, so I said it was a feint, and I will persuade Nan Zhao to send troops together, as long as Simon is not busy staring at Yingzhou."

"How can I be sure that you can convince Queen Nanzhao?" the king continued to ask.

"Give me five days." Xin Baoer said.

"Five days, are you sure?" said the king.

"Are you sure? If the Queen agrees in five days, will you agree to send troops?" Xin Baoer asked tentatively.

"Of course, I'm serious," the king said, then changed the subject and continued, "But if you can't convince the queen..."

"The information will be given to you free of charge, and we will also provide you with the salt, sugar, tea, and even minerals that your country urgently needs." Xin Baoer promised boldly.

"I suddenly feel that it's better if you can't convince the Queen." The king suddenly joked.

Xin Baoer felt depressed and suddenly felt that this king was not so reliable.

The king left, and Xin Baoer sat on a chair in the hall, wondering what to do next?

Haikou boasted that the road ahead would be full of swords and fire, and she wanted to go through it. Not long after sitting down, she was respectfully invited to leave, along with Wei Yu and Xiao Mu who had been packed up.

After leaving the palace, Xin Baoer locked herself in the study. She spent a day and a night writing three letters and sent different people to deliver them to three places at full speed.