I traveled through time and became the Queen of Ancient Dian

Baona followed the maid, passed through the palace, and finally stepped into the diplomatic conference hall.

The hall was brightly lit, yet tinged with a solemn atmosphere, and the air seemed heavy and frozen.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm the tension rising in her heart.

Looking around, she saw that the envoys from various tribes had already sat on their seats, their eyes as sharp as hawks, examining her, the newly appointed "Minister of Agriculture."

The expressions on their faces varied, some showed contempt, while others concealed deep calculations.

The air was filled with a faint scent of spices, mixed with a subtle hint of gunpowder.

Baona felt as if she was shrouded by an invisible pressure, her heart beat faster and she could hardly breathe.

She tried to straighten her back to make herself look more confident and determined.

This was her first time truly stepping onto the political stage of the ancient Dian Kingdom. She was well aware of the heavy burden she shouldered and could not retreat in the slightest.

Foreign Minister Gongshan spoke first and politely greeted the envoys from various tribes in ancient Dian language.

His voice was steady and powerful, yet it also carried a hint of caution.

The leader of the Rangsi tribe, a burly, middle-aged man with sinister eyes, sneered, breaking the brief peace.

"We have come here from thousands of miles away for the latest farming techniques in ancient Dian. I heard that this was also due to the contribution of a minister of agriculture?" His tone was obviously provocative, and his eyes pierced Bao Na like a knife.

Baona felt the hostility in his eyes and was startled.

She was about to speak, but Foreign Minister Gongsan stopped her with a look.

Lord Gongshan stood up and said calmly, "What the chief said is absolutely true. This new farming technique was indeed created by Lord Baona."

Chief Rangsi snorted contemptuously, and then put forward harsh conditions, demanding that the ancient Dian Kingdom unconditionally share new farming technology and asking for a large amount of food and property.

His demands were simply outrageous, and he almost treated the entire ancient Dian Kingdom as a lamb to be slaughtered.

Foreign Minister Gongshan's face darkened and he argued, trying to safeguard the interests of the ancient Dian Kingdom.

The two sides exchanged heated words, and the atmosphere in the conference hall became tense and full of gunpowder.

Baona stood aside, watching the envoys fighting against each other, feeling extremely anxious.

She clenched her fists tightly, digging her nails deep into her palms, trying to keep herself calm.

She knew very well that she had to find a breakthrough as soon as possible to resolve the current crisis.

Just then, she saw the diplomatic envoy of the Qidiao tribe tapping the table gently with the feather fan in his hand.

This subtle movement seems to imply something.

Baona was about to speak when she heard the wise man of the Lezheng tribe let out a low cough.

Baona's eyes followed the rhythm of the feather fan, and her thoughts raced in her mind.

She noticed that when the Rangsi leader heard about food and property, she caught a subtle message - perhaps, what they really wanted was not advanced technology, but just to take this opportunity to gain more practical benefits.

"Chief," Baona suddenly spoke in a clear voice, breaking the deadlock, and everyone's eyes were focused on her.

"I understand the Rangsi tribe's desire for new technologies. However, as you can see, our ancient Dian Kingdom also needs food and resources to sustain its development. However, I do remember that our tribe recently developed a new type of pottery that is extremely wear-resistant and airtight, which may be able to meet your tribe's daily needs."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar in the conference hall. No one expected that this young Minister of Agriculture would propose a deal so directly.

Chief Rangsi frowned, obviously not expecting Baona to give in so easily.

He looked at Baona for a moment,

"Oh? What kind of pottery is it?" Chief Rangsi asked in a low voice, with a hint of uncertainty in his tone.

"This pottery is specially fired. It can not only store grain for a long time, but also prevent moisture," Baona said confidently, as if everything was under her control.

"If we can reach an agreement, we are willing to provide a batch of pottery to the Rangsi tribe in exchange for your concessions in other areas."

Chief Rangsi discussed in a low voice with the tribesmen around him, and finally reluctantly agreed to Baona's proposal.

This was not a major concession, just a small exchange, but it eased the atmosphere of the entire meeting a lot.

The envoys from other tribes of Minister Gongshan's Foreign Affairs Department also began to re-examine the young Minister of Agriculture.

At this moment, Baona felt the gaze from the Queen.

She raised her head and met the Queen's deep eyes. There was a faint smile in the Queen's eyes, as if she was satisfied with her performance just now.

Baona's heartbeat quickened slightly, an indescribable feeling quietly grew between the two of them, and there seemed to be a hint of ambiguity in the air.

Although the people around tried their best to hide it, their vague glances betrayed their curiosity.

Baona quickly looked away, trying to calm herself down. She took a deep breath and focused all her attention back on the next negotiation.

She knew that this was just the beginning and the real challenge was yet to come.

"Ahem," at this moment, the diplomatic envoy of the Qidiao tribe suddenly closed his feather fan, making a slight sound.

He raised a meaningful smile and slowly said, "Lady Baona is really good at this. She resolved the deadlock with just a few words. But, is this new pottery really as magical as you say?"

The words of the Qidiao messenger were like sharp stones thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

Baona felt that the eyes around her were once again focused on her, with scrutiny and inquiry.

She took a deep breath, trying to stay calm, a confident smile on her lips.

"Your Excellency, your praise is excessive. Seeing is believing. I have ordered samples to be prepared and they will be presented to you shortly."

The Qi Diao envoy waved his feather fan and chuckled, "Seeing is believing? I'm afraid some people are eloquent and will confuse right and wrong. By then, what we see may not be the truth." There was obvious sarcasm in his tone, and his eyes were like a poisonous snake, staring at Bao Na closely.

Bao Na refused to give in. She met his gaze and said firmly, "If you don't believe me, Your Excellency, you can examine me carefully. I am upright and not afraid of any doubts." She paused, then said more emphatically, "But Your Excellency, why are you so aggressive?"

The Qi Diao envoy's expression changed slightly. "I am just speaking the truth. I have no ill intentions." He gently waved his feather fan, trying to hide his inner turmoil.

"Let's stick to the facts?" Bao Na sneered, "The envoy's words just now didn't seem to be about the facts, but rather a deliberate provocation." Her eyes were as sharp as a knife, piercing the heart of the Qi Diao envoy.

The Qi Diao envoy was shocked by Bao Na's aura and was speechless for a moment.

He didn't expect that this seemingly weak woman would have such a strong aura.

He opened his mouth, wanting to retort, but found that he couldn't find the right words.

At this moment, the wise man of the Lezheng tribe slowly spoke, "There is no need for you two to argue. Seeing is believing, hearing is not. After you see the pottery, everything will become clear." His voice was low and magnetic, with an inexplicable power that made people unconsciously want to be convinced.

The pottery was presented quickly. It had a delicate texture, a warm color, and a simple and elegant shape, which amazed everyone.

The lacquer carving envoy carefully examined the pottery in his hand, his expression changing from gloomy to bright.

He originally wanted to take this opportunity to give Baona a warning, but unexpectedly it allowed her to shine.

Baona looked at the ugly face of the Qi Diao envoy and felt secretly proud in her heart.

She knew that she had successfully resolved the crisis.

She raised her head and met the admiring gaze of Foreign Minister Gongshan.

The wise man of the Lezheng tribe put down the pottery in his hand and said slowly, "This thing is indeed exquisite. Lady Baona, could you tell me how to make this pottery?" His tone was calm, but with an authority that could not be refused.

Baona's heart trembled, and she felt an invisible pressure coming.

She took a deep breath and was about to speak when she suddenly heard light footsteps coming from outside the door...