Crown Prince of the Empire, I quit!

"Haha, you guys are still too young."

King Liang sneered and spoke.

"We, the two kings, have come together to meet with you all with great sincerity. Can the King of Qin and Lingnan do the same?"

"But that man is said to hold a very high official position!"

The messenger spoke immediately.

This sentence immediately made Prince Yu burst into laughter.

"You don't understand the Daqian officialdom. Some people have high titles, but they are all empty. What high-ranking officials are there in Lingnan?"

"Maybe they gave him a few more titles just to scare you!"

What he said does make sense.

Several young men who delivered the message scratched their heads and hesitated for a moment.

"I don't understand your Daqian official positions either. So this is how it is..."

King Liang nodded and immediately continued to speak to the two of them:

"Did that man tell you his name?"

"Yes, our two princes basically know all the famous officials of Daqian. If he can't even report his name, then I suggest you don't waste your time!"

Prince Yu responded with disdain, his face full of sarcasm.

Several older tribal leaders around also spoke up:

"What the two princes said is indeed correct. We have been fighting against Daqian for some years. If the person coming from the other side is really of high status, I think we have heard of his name."

"Yeah, if a few unknown little people came, there would be no need to waste time."

Many people in the southern tribes nodded.

Since the elders have spoken like this, they will definitely obey.

The young men who delivered the message were being interrogated by the crowd and were already very panicked.

"That person seemed to have given his name when he delivered the message...but I can't remember it clearly."

They all came to deliver messages.

The news that someone is coming to negotiate is the most important and needs to be conveyed.

As for who that person was or what his name was, they really couldn't remember clearly.

"Haha, it's okay, think about it carefully."

Prince Yu folded his arms across his chest, waiting in an uncharacteristically calm manner.

Seeing his fearless look, many people from the surrounding tribes became more willing to cooperate with him.

"It seems his last name is Chen!"

Suddenly, a young man with a better memory in the crowd spoke.

"My name seems to be Chen something..."

King Liang raised his eyebrows and said:

"Luocheng Governor, Chen Ximao?"

"No, no, no, that's not the name."

Several young people waved their hands quickly.

"Chen Maocai, right? He's the governor of Jiangnan."

Prince Yu waved his hand and revealed the answer with confidence.

But the young men who delivered the message still shook their heads.

The tribal elders nearby had lost their patience.

"The King of Qin really doesn't have much sincerity, so there's no need to guess."

"It's better to unite with Daqian. This will benefit the development of the hundreds of tribes in the south!"

"What promises can these rotten fish and shrimps make to us?"

"That's right, don't meet that messenger. If we really want to talk, have him move Chen Shimao here and then talk to us!"

After the last elder finished speaking.

Several young people suddenly hummed, and their voices rose a little.

"Yeah!"

"It's Chen Shimao! This is the name of the person who came to negotiate!"

The scene suddenly became deathly silent.

Even the smiles on Prince Yu and Prince Liang froze on their faces.

What happened was so explosive that they couldn't even believe their ears.

"How could Prime Minister Chen possibly come here? There has to be a limit to your nonsense!"

The two of them almost roared as they spoke these words.

But the eyes of several tribal elders immediately lit up.

Having fought against Daqian for many years, they naturally knew who was the head of all officials in the court.

"Did you hear correctly? The King of Qin really moved Chen Shimao here?"

"You definitely heard it right, that's the name!"

After being reminded, several young people immediately recalled the three words Chen Shimao.

They patted their chests and made promises.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of all the tribal elders and leaders changed.

Naturally, their thoughts have changed now.

But because Prince Liang and Prince Yu were present, they did not say it directly to his face.

Instead, they exchanged glances.

Soon, an elder stood up.

"You two, we do need to understand the situation on King Qin's side. The strength of Lingnan requires careful consideration by the hundreds of southern tribes."

"If you two are not in a hurry, could you please wait here for two days?"

"Since Prime Minister Chen has come in person, we should at least give him a chance to speak, right?"

In certain circumstances, the name Chen Shimao is even more famous than Qin Ming's.

And now, it is the superposition of King Qin and Chen Shimao.

The King of Qin has strength known throughout the world, and Chen Shimao is also well-known.

This made all the tribes in the south dare not act rashly.

"you……"

Prince Liang has a bad temper and is about to lose his temper.

Seeing that the negotiations were about to fail, Prince Yu quickly grabbed him and said to everyone:

"I understand that you all want to give it some more consideration."

"But no matter who Lingnan arranges to come, please understand one thing: what Lingnan can afford, the Daqian court can give double!"

Before taking a break, Prince Yu still persisted in trying to pry them around.

But unfortunately, no one responded to him.

"Come with me and rest."

Several young girls from the tribe came forward and quickly took the two away.

After they left, the people at the scene finally started talking.

"Even Chen Shimao from Daqian is here. Is the King of Qin going to spend a fortune this time?"

"No matter what happens in Lingnan or the King of Qin, I will send troops!"

"If you want to send troops, then go ahead. I don't want to fight a war and lose so many soldiers and generals. I've finally managed to restore some vitality to the tribe..."

"I think we should see what price they offer. Chen Shimao is here, I'm really looking forward to what they will give!"

You say something to everyone, and I say something.

Soon the scene became chaotic.

This is the case with the hundreds of tribes in the south. Although they are numerous, they have been running in the mountains and forests all year round, and their physical fitness is better than many people in Daqian.

But he could only live in a corner.

The main reason is that they are really not united.

Sometimes this problem may even cause huge losses.

But after a while, they forget the pain caused by disunity and continue fighting among themselves.

On the other side, Prince Yu and Prince Liang returned to the tribe’s tree house to rest.

The two of them immediately gathered together to discuss the matter.

"We absolutely cannot let Prime Minister Chen come here!"

A rare look of fear appeared on King Liang's face.

There are not many people in this dynasty who can inspire fear in him just by hearing their names without even seeing them.

The Prince of Qin is one, and Chen Shimao is another.

"Yes, if we negotiate, even if we put the two of us together, we can't beat Prime Minister Chen."

Prince Yu's expression was equally dismal.

Gritting his teeth, he whispered:

"How about...get rid of Prime Minister Chen?"

"You are crazy!"

King Liang immediately shook his head frantically.

No matter who is killed, it is impossible to kill Chen Shimao.

This is the pillar of Daqian, and its foundation spreads throughout the entire Daqian.

Killing him would have a more serious impact than the war in Lingnan.

"What should I do?"

Prince Yu also rejected this proposal.

Chen Shimao is the only person in the world that no one dares to kill and no one wants to kill.

"I'll arrange some people to take him away."

After thinking for a moment, King Liang spoke slowly.

Kidnapping Chen Shimao would at least not cause too much impact.

"Okay, let's do it tonight!"

After the two men finished their discussion, they arranged for more than a hundred soldiers to leave the southern tribe that night under the pretext of returning to gather intelligence.