After being forced to travel through time by accident, I became famous in the entertainment industry

In a month, Shen Lingge learned a lot from Xu Zhao and listened to her tell many stories about future generations.

Some things sounded absurd, things he had never considered before, but after Xu Zhao's explanation, everything made sense.

On the day of the peace talks between the two countries, Shen Lingge came to see Xu Zhao as usual and had dinner with her.

"Sister Zhaozhao, the Emperor's uncle has sent urgent news. The conditions offered by the Mobei Kingdom for this peace proposal do not satisfy the Emperor's uncle."

"Oh?" Xu Zhao picked up a piece of vegetable with his chopsticks. "What can Mobei Kingdom provide to Yue Kingdom?"

Xu Zhao looked outside the tent. It was getting dark, the wind was blowing, and the weather was getting colder. The harsh winter was coming, and the peace talks between the two countries had to be accelerated.

Shen Lingge curled his lips. "Apart from some spices and furs, we will cede five cities and pay an annual tribute of thirty first-class war horses and fifty second-class war horses."

"Furthermore, I heard that the five cities Mobei ceded were already occupied by Yue Kingdom," Shen Lingge grew increasingly angry as he spoke. "Yue Kingdom now occupies seven cities. According to Mobei, shouldn't they give back two? This is ridiculous!"

Seeing him filled with righteous indignation, Xu Zhao's clear eyes tinged with anger, and he couldn't help but laugh. "Mobei has a new emperor now. If he cedes too many cities, how can he maintain his position? Naturally, he hopes to take some back."

"This boy is truly cunning! I heard he killed his father and brother. This is against common sense and he deserves to be killed by everyone!"

Shen Lingge's appearance reminded Xu Zhao of the students who took to the streets to protest during the Republic of China, full of passion.

Xu Zhao raised his hand and touched his head. Ancient men were different from modern men who had short hair. Shen Lingge had black hair tied up with an ordinary hairpin, which did not feel prickly to the touch.

"There are stories like this throughout the ages. The royal family never cares about brotherly love. For the sake of the supreme throne, what does it matter if they kill a few half-brothers?"

"But... the old Mobei Emperor is the new emperor's blood-related father. If he kills his own father, how is he any different from those mindless beasts?"

Seeing that Shen Lingge was so preoccupied with expressing his dissatisfaction with the Mobei royal family that he didn't even notice the food in his bowl, he directly picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks and said, "Eat this first. It's cold today, and the food will get cold quickly. Listen to me."

Being so naive, no wonder Shen Lingge was sent to Shen Yu. I guess the person behind this also hopes that Shen Yu can give him more advice.

Xu Zhao had almost finished his meal and put down his chopsticks. "I heard that the old emperor of Mobei has eleven princes, and the youngest is still in swaddling clothes."

Shen Lingge nodded. He also knew about this matter. The emperor's uncle had told him about it.

"The old emperor is fifty-six this year. Aside from the Crown Prince and the Third Prince, who are quite favored by him, the only one left is the eleventh prince, who is still in his infancy. The palace has always been a place where the strong prey on the weak. If he doesn't have the emperor's favor, I imagine his life will be difficult if he doesn't have a favored mother."

"The old emperor is already old and could pass away at any time. The palace is full of people who curry favor with the powerful. For a prince who grew up without the protection of his mother and without the favor of his father, I'm afraid the Seventh Prince's life in the palace is like walking on thin ice and it won't be easy."

"It's said that a loving father leads to a filial son. Everyone in the world expects sons to be filial, but if the father isn't loving, how can the son be filial? So, in order to make his life better, how could he not bring himself to kill several people who had no blood relationship with him?"

Shen Lingge choked and didn't know how to refute. He didn't know much about the Mobei royal family and only knew superficial things. Now, after listening to Xu Zhao's explanation, he suddenly felt that there was some truth to the Seventh Prince's killing of his father and brother.

In this era of supreme imperial power, too many people have been blinded by power, and human life is not worth mentioning.

"You are the only prince in the Yue Kingdom's royal family. I don't know why, but it is precisely for this reason that your father has given all his love to you. A father is kind and a son is filial. Naturally, you cannot accept the Seventh Prince's killing of his brother and father."

Don't persuade others to be kind to others without suffering.

This is what Xu Zhao wanted to teach Shen Lingge.

"Have you ever thought about why you were sent here?"

"The Imperial Concubine wanted me to come to the military camp for training. My father originally disagreed, but the Imperial Concubine was the most favored in the harem, so he finally agreed."

He still remembered that the night before he left the palace, the imperial concubine specially called him to Yongning Palace and instructed him on many things. The most important one was that he should study hard with his uncle, and that his uncle would protect him well.

"Actually, I know that I am the only child of my father. For so many years, no other heirs have been born. This is most likely related to the Imperial Concubine. Naturally, the other concubines regard me, the only prince, as a thorn in their side."

"On the way to the border, we actually encountered many assassination attempts, but they were all resolved by the secret guards sent by the emperor's uncle. That's how I was able to reach the border smoothly."

As expected, children of the royal family always know more than ordinary children. Shen Lingge is actually very clear about his situation.

"Look, you're the only child in Yue Kingdom, yet you have so many secrets. Mobei Kingdom has eleven princes, and each of them has to think for himself."

Xu Zhao could still understand the new emperor of Mobei Kingdom. In modern novels, he would be a handsome, strong, tragic and sinister villain.

"I wonder what the emperor's uncle and the others will come to in the end?" After finishing his meal, Shen Lingge put down his chopsticks and put all the dishes and chopsticks on the table into his lunch box.

Hearing Shen Lingge mention this, Xu Zhao recalled the outcome of the negotiations she had read in history books.

If it all depends on the two parties talking, it will definitely take a lot of time to go back and forth, so it would be better for her to add fuel to the fire.

Xu Zhao stood up, sat at the desk, and took out paper and pen.

Shen Lingge was quite perceptive and quickly followed behind her to grind it for her.

Xu Zhao actually didn't write much calligraphy. He just practiced a few times with his father in the past. Now his writing is a little crooked, but you can still make out what he wrote.

Shen Lingge ground the ink quickly with his hands, but his eyes were fixed on the words written by Xu Zhao.

"Sister Zhao Zhao, your handwriting..."

Shen Lingge thought to himself: I always thought Sister Xu Zhao was a kind-hearted lady. When I was seven or eight years old, my writing was much better than hers.

Xu Zhao wrote quickly and ugly. After finishing, she put down the brush, blew the ink on the paper, and handed it to Shen Lingge.

"Brushes aren't a common writing tool here. I only learned from my father for a while when I was a child. It's great to have one like this."

"Is there a better writing tool than a brush?" Shen Lingge's eyes lit up and he immediately became interested. He wanted to pester Xu Zhao to tell him about it.

Xu Zhao: “…”

Having a curious baby following you around is also a hassle.

"You should send this to your uncle first." Xu Zhao naturally changed the subject to prevent Shen Lingge from thinking about the handwriting tools all the time.

"Sister Zhao Zhao, what does this mean?"

What Xu Zhao just wrote was the content of the peace proposal that the Mobei Kingdom made to the Yue Kingdom after the two countries ceased fighting in history.