The First Tyrant of Daxia

"I heard that your respective monarchs have sent me good things. Report them all to me!"

Upon hearing this, the envoys from various countries wiped their cold sweats and couldn't help but look at the Persian ambassador Charikif. The Emperor of Daxia seemed to think that the amount was too little.

For a moment, they were a little afraid to report it.

After all, this kind of tribute should be saved as much as possible. According to convention, the Han people, who are rich, will give back.

Charlie Kiev, who was left aside, had a livid face and was getting more and more angry. What a great Emperor of Daxia, who was getting more and more greedy. He killed people and got money, but he still wanted to despise the Persian State!

After a short hesitation, various countries began to come forward and offer their treasures.

"Your Majesty, I am Zhang Qing, the ambassador of the Nanzhao Kingdom, and I have been ordered to come to see Your Majesty."

"I am offering a million in gold, countless pieces of silk, twenty boxes of jewels, some rare longevity medicines, twenty hundred-year-old ginsengs, and..."

Zhang Qing of Nanzhao reported all the tributes one by one. Compared with Persia, Nanzhao's tribute was obviously more sincere, but in fact, Zhang Qing paid the tribute with gritted teeth.

A million gold coins is already a sky-high price, and this is just the tribute for a meeting. There are still several days of follow-up matters that require money.

If Qin Yun didn't return the gift, he would be so disappointed that he would vomit blood.

As soon as the Nanzhao Kingdom finished reporting, the others began to speak up: "Your Majesty, I am Yuwen Jin, the ambassador of Pingguo, one of the Twelve Kingdoms of the Five Barbarians in the East Wilderness."

"I am offering 800,000 gold and 3,000 pieces of silk..."

"..."

There was a series of speeches, with as many as a dozen or twenty people showing enough sincerity. After all, it was just a small country, which was very good compared to Persia.

Hearing about these tributes, Guo Ziyun and others almost laughed their faces off. The total amount was simply a sky-high price among sky-high prices. The gold must be worth tens of millions.

But this made Qin Yun feel strange. With so much wealth and being so generous, what were they after?

Is it just to build good relations? Obviously not, the most likely one is the Red Cannon!

Suddenly, near the end, the Jurchen Xitibi stood up.

"Your Majesty, the Jurchen envoy, Xitijia Xitibi, has come to present gifts!"

"One hundred thousand cattle and sheep, one million gold, twenty carts of silk, twenty carts of jewels, twelve purebred BMWs..."

As he opened his mouth, the entire court was stunned, and all the tributes just now pale in comparison!

Because the things that the Jurchens paid as tribute were all good things.

A purebred BMW is as hard to come by as a good general, and even a country may not have a few. But the Jurchens directly gave away twelve.

There are also huge numbers of cattle and sheep, as well as various types of military armor. Other small countries would not offer such things as tribute, but would instead use so-called exotic treasures to make up the numbers.

Gu Chuntang, Xiao Jian and others looked at each other suspiciously, and all looked at Qin Yun.

At this moment, Qin Yun also felt strange. Was the Jurchens' force a little too strong? Were they really stupid and rich?

After Sitibi finished speaking, he uttered another shocking thunder!

"Your Majesty, the above is just a small tribute. As long as Your Majesty is willing, the Jurchens are willing to pay tribute every year, and even cede some land!"

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar all around!

"what?"

"By paying tribute every year, aren't the Jurchens willing to submit to the country?"

"And ceding land, how is this possible..."

"Shh!"

"I have news. The Jurchens are here to demand a Jurchen prince who escaped."

"..."

It has to be said that the conditions offered by Sitibi were too tempting. Anyone would be tempted, even excited, and that's why it caused such a stir at the scene.

But Qin Yun knew very well that Xiti was just talking big and what he wanted was still Wanyan Honglie's life.

First of all, he couldn't possibly slap himself in the face and send Wanyan Honglie away. Secondly, the Jurchens were untrustworthy! The annual tribute and ceding of land were all pretexts, and they would definitely go back on their word and act like scoundrels!

He tapped the dragon throne with his fingers and smiled faintly, "Master Xiti, you are joking. Land is the sovereignty of a country. How can I occupy it?"

Xitibi's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "Your Majesty, there is nothing inappropriate. The Jurchens voluntarily ceded it..."

Qin Yun waved his hand and interrupted directly: "Okay, let's not talk about this matter today. You all came from afar, I'm afraid you haven't had time to see the customs and practices of Daxia?"

"Come on, let's go to another place. I'll take you to watch the Broad Sleeves Flowing Fairy Dance, listen to various music, and have some delicious food and wine. It's a must!"

He stood up and left the court without further ado.

This scene dumbfounded all the envoys who came to the emperor to pay the emperor a visit. They took the money and then ran away?

Xitibi's fists pounded loudly, with a hint of impatience in his eyes. What did the Emperor of Daxia mean by this? Was he trying to change the subject?

No one even had a chance to speak!

Humph, you can escape the first day, but you can’t escape the fifteenth. If you don’t hand over Wanyan Honglie, just wait for revenge!

He turned around and looked at the Persian prince, as if they were in cahoots with each other.

Qin Yun led the officials of Da Xia and walked in the front, chatting and laughing. The envoys from his dynasty could only follow, but they did not dare to breathe.

Everyone could see that the atmosphere was not right right after the tribute was paid.

The Jurchen people are unhappy, and the Persian people are unhappy too!

You know, although they came here for the same purpose, the Jurchens and Persians, as well as the Huns who were watching the fire from the other side of the river, were the ones who could come to the negotiating table.

These small countries, even Nanzhao, are just here to make up the numbers and get a piece of the pie from the Jurchens. If that doesn't work, they will try to please both sides and not offend anyone.

Along the way, Xitibi became more and more angry. They were arranged to watch dancing and listen to music early in the morning. How could such a thing happen? It was clearly Tai Chi!

But there is no way, I can only let it go.

Qin Yun held the reception in the Weiyang Palace. The scene was very grand and showcased the cultural heritage of a great country.

However, he himself did not receive him at all. Instead, he asked Gu Chuntang and other cabinet ministers to deal with it. He just showed up, said a few simple polite words, and then disappeared.

This left many envoys from various countries who wanted to test the waters, completely confused.

Someone asked, "Prime Minister Gu, may I ask where your Majesty has gone?"

Gu Chuntang smiled and said, "There are urgent matters in the palace that need to be dealt with. Don't worry, His Majesty will come here as soon as he is done."

"Okay." The envoys from various countries had nothing more to say and could only wait.

On the side, Xitibi, who was surrounded by stars, knew the importance of this mission. It was still early, after all, the court meeting would probably last seven or eight days.

So he forced himself to suppress his anxiety and decided to take a long-term view.

This morning was destined to be strange.

The Weiyang Palace was always filled with singing and dancing only at night, so this was the first time in the morning!

Qin Yun, the host, did go to do some work, but if the envoys from other countries knew what he did, he would probably vomit three liters of blood.

At this moment, he was lying in Dou Ji's arms, sleeping soundly.

Dou Ji was completely dumbfounded. Wasn't today an important day for envoys from various countries to pay homage to the emperor? Why did His Majesty come to her?