After rebirth, I remarried the domineering 9000-year-old

In the imperial palace of North Vietnam, in the court.

All the officials gathered together and the atmosphere was extremely warm.

Five days ago, the Donglai Kingdom sent envoys to seek peace and took the initiative to sign a truce treaty between the two countries with the North Vietnam Kingdom, agreeing not to invade each other within ten years.

He also publicly apologized to North Vietnam for the massacre, ceded five cities, and offered ten thousand taels of gold, as well as countless treasures, cattle, sheep, and hundreds of beautiful women to show his sincerity.

The Kingdom of North Vietnam naturally accepted it with pleasure.

Today, the army returned victoriously. The Emperor of North Vietnam was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. He looked at the heroic female general standing in the hall excitedly: "Great! Great! Nanxing has made great contributions to North Vietnam again this time. She is worthy of being a heroine and a descendant of a general!"

He waved his hand and said, "Reward! Big reward!"

Eunuch Gui, who was serving on the side, was smiling and holding a scroll of imperial edict, ready to unfold and read it, obviously to announce the reward.

Shen Nanxing bent her legs and knelt down: "Your Majesty, I do not want any reward. I have another request, and I hope Your Majesty will grant it."

The Emperor of Beiyue's smile froze, but soon smiled again: "Oh? I originally wanted to make you a princess, what a pity... Tell me, what do you want? If it is reasonable, I will grant you."

Although he was still smiling, the smile in his eyes had faded a lot.

It has always been the king who rewards his subjects. No matter what the reward is, the subjects should accept it happily. How could a subject look down on the king's reward and ask for something else?

Shen Nanxing's behavior really made the Emperor of Beiyue unhappy.

But after all, she had just made a great contribution, so the Emperor of Beiyue was reluctant to get angry with her.

Shen Nanxing naturally felt the emperor's displeasure, but she deliberately ignored it. After all, in order to allow her brother to live openly in North Vietnam and reunite with his family, she had to do so.

She considered her words carefully and said, "Your Majesty, during this expedition, I accidentally discovered that my brother is still alive. He fell off a cliff with me that year, but was fortunately rescued. However, he suffered a brain injury and lost his memory. Later, by chance, he became the Prime Minister of Donglai State."

As he said this, sighs and whispers were heard in the hall, and the Emperor of Beiyue's face immediately turned ashen.

The reason is simple. Everyone knows how much North Vietnam has suffered from Donglai over the years, and all this is because Donglai has a prime minister who is so wise that he is almost a demon and is giving advice.

They had long hated Shen Ming, the prime minister of Donglai State, and wished that he would die sooner rather than later.

Now we know that this dreaded prime minister of the enemy country is actually from our own country?

Over the years, I have been helping the enemy country to deal with me...

How can one not be angry about this?

Shen Nanxing had long guessed that this would be the situation now. After all, before she knew that Shen Ming was her brother, she also wanted to kill him.

But there was no way. She couldn't hide her brother's identity. As long as His Majesty sent someone to inquire, he would know the truth.

Sensing the sudden change in the atmosphere in the hall, Shen Nanxing could only bite the bullet and continue, "But my elder brother has been working hard to make up for his lost memories since he regained them a few days ago. This time, we were able to capture the ten cities of Donglai in one fell swoop, and my elder brother played an indispensable role..."

"This humble servant does not want any reward. I only ask Your Majesty to spare my brother's life in consideration of our military achievements. My brother will not inherit the title of Marquis of Nanyang. I only ask to be an idle commoner. I beg Your Majesty to grant this!"

After saying all this in one breath, Shen Nanxing bowed his head deeply.

The hall suddenly fell silent, and the festive atmosphere just now had long since disappeared.

The Emperor of Beiyue swept his gaze over the ministers in the hall. "What do you think of General Shen's request?"

Censor Liu had long been unable to contain himself, and when he heard Your Majesty ask, he was the first to step forward and say, "Your Majesty, I think this is inappropriate."

"Oh? What do you mean?" The Emperor of Beiyue's voice was calm, and no emotion could be heard from it.

Censor Liu glanced at Shen Nanxing, who was kneeling on the ground, and said loudly, "We have fought so many battles with Donglai, and countless North Vietnamese soldiers have been killed. Most of the reason is because of this Donglai Prime Minister."

"Such a grave sin cannot be offset by a small victory! I hope Your Majesty will understand!"

"I hope Your Majesty will understand this!" a group of officials echoed in unison.

Shen Nanxing's face looked extremely ugly. What a small victory!

Just now she was saying she had made great contributions, but when it came to forgiving her brother, the great achievement of conquering the ten cities of Donglai became a small victory in the mouths of these civil servants...

It's really disheartening.

Old Marquis Shen really wanted to stand up and speak for his granddaughter, but based on his understanding of the current emperor, if he stood up now, he was afraid that it would only make things worse.

So no matter how anxious he was, he could only wait and see what happened.

Fortunately, Beiyue has not appeared in public yet, and no one knows that he has returned to North Vietnam. If His Majesty is determined not to spare Beiyue's life in the end, the worst that can happen is that Beiyue will hide his identity.

You can't really lose your life.

Old Lord Shen was even secretly thinking about where to send Beiyue and what arrangements to make for him.

Emperor Beiyue nodded in satisfaction: "Nanxing, did you hear that?"

"My country of North Vietnam has always been clear about rewards and punishments. You have made great contributions in this battle, but your brother..."

"Your Majesty!" A voice came from the head of the ministers, directly interrupting the speech of the Emperor of Beiyue.

The Emperor of Beiyue frowned and was about to get angry, but when he glanced over and saw who was speaking, the anger on his face immediately subsided.

He said in a gentle tone: "What does Fu Aiqing want to say?"

Fu Jiuli, dressed in black, stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, I have heard that Shen Ming is extremely capable. With his assistance, the Donglai Kingdom has greatly increased its national strength and land area in less than ten years."

"I believe he was able to help Donglai become so powerful. Now that he has regained his memory and returned to North Vietnam, Your Majesty should make use of him. In this way, in time, North Vietnam will surely surpass the other three kingdoms."

The Emperor of Beiyue's eyes lit up, but then he sighed softly: "After all, he has served Donglai for so many years, and the Emperor of Donglai has always valued him. What if..."

Fu Jiuli's expression remained calm. "It would be a shame to abandon Shen Ming, such a talented person. I am willing to monitor him. If I find any signs of him doing anything wrong, I will definitely take him down."

"In this case, Your Majesty may be relieved?"

"Your Majesty..." Censor Liu just opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

Just being casually glanced at by an indifferent gaze, Censor Liu instinctively trembled all over and shut his mouth tightly.

The Emperor of Beiyue looked over in confusion: "What does Censor Liu have to say?"

Censor Liu was horrified: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I think what the Ninth Prince said is right!"

It's terrible. I just slipped up and almost talked back to the Ninth Thousand Year Old Man!

Fortunately, he woke up in time...