After traveling through time, I was raised by a little brat

When civil unrest broke out in Lebanon, the country was plunged into extreme turmoil and instability. Social order collapsed, violent clashes erupted, and innocent people were forced to leave their familiar homes and wander the land, seeking a chance to survive. The streets were filled with cries, cries for help, and sighs of despair.

Yet, amidst this chaotic scene, Zhao's elite army flashed like a dazzling flash of lightning across the night sky, like an indestructible sword piercing the enemy's heart. They advanced triumphantly, fearlessly advancing towards Li territory. Each soldier, brimming with unwavering faith and high morale, marched with such steady, powerful steps that the very ground beneath their feet trembled.

The Zhao army's offensive was as fierce and unstoppable as a raging storm. Wherever they passed, cities fell, walls crumbled, houses collapsed, and once-bustling streets were instantly reduced to rubble. Raging fires burned, and black smoke billowed upward, obscuring the sky and stained it with a pitch-black darkness.

Soon, the fearless army, like a surging, unstoppable torrent, approached the imperial city of Li at astonishing speed. This once lofty city, a symbol of supreme power and dignity, now trembled like a candle in the wind under the overwhelming pressure of the Zhao army.

The Third Prince of Li, who had recently ascended the throne, was so shocked by this news that he turned pale and bloodless. He trembled uncontrollably, as if sifting through chaff. He knew full well that with his country's current military strength, it was impossible to withstand the immense might of Zhao.

Faced with this nearly irreversible defeat, the young emperor felt a deep sense of helplessness and a dread that penetrated his bones. Despair surged over him like a tide, nearly suffocating him. However, after an extremely painful and prolonged struggle, the young emperor finally gritted his teeth and made a profoundly difficult decision: to seek peace!

He hurriedly drafted and delivered a heartfelt peace letter, which clearly stated Li's willingness to submit completely and unconditionally to Zhao and willingly become its vassal state. Furthermore, he solemnly pledged to pay Zhao a large and priceless tribute every year, in exchange for Zhao's leniency and strong protection.

This peace treaty was delivered to Zhao General Tang Jilian. After carefully reading it, Tang Jilian couldn't help but ponder: This war has been going on for quite some time. Zhao's front lines are stretching further and further, and logistics are becoming increasingly difficult. Moreover, the long-term fighting has begun to strain Zhao's national strength. If the war continues, it will probably place a greater burden on Zhao. However, if we agree to peace talks, it seems that we are giving Li a bit of an advantage...

Thinking of this, Tang Jilian knew that this matter was of great importance and needed to be handed over to Zhao Rui, the crown prince of Zhao State, for the final decision. So, carrying the heavy peace agreement in his arms, he walked towards Zhao Rui with steady but slightly hurried steps.

From afar, Tang Jilian could be seen clutching the peace letter tightly in both hands, as if it were a rare treasure, his expression remarkably respectful. Approaching Zhao Rui, he bowed deeply before softly asking, "Your Highness, the Kingdom of Li has already sent this peace letter. I'm at a loss as to what to do. I beg your Highness's guidance. What are your thoughts on this matter? Do you intend to agree to peace talks with the Kingdom of Li, or do you insist on continuing the war?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Rui didn't rush to respond. Instead, he extended his right hand and took the peace letter from Tang Jilian. He gently unfolded it and carefully read it word by word. As he read deeper, a hint of solemnity gradually emerged on Zhao Rui's previously calm face. After a while, he frowned slightly and fell into a brief moment of deep thought.

Time ticked by, and the surroundings were completely silent, with only the rustling of leaves in the breeze. After a long moment, Zhao Rui finally raised her head. Her eyes, as deep as a lake, shone with a resolute light. She stared directly at Tang Jilian before her and said slowly, "In your opinion, peace talks are not a bad idea. However, how can our great Zhao allow others to bully us? We cannot grant the wishes of the Li Kingdom so easily! In this peace talk, we must put forward certain conditions to them. We must make sure that the Li Kingdom knows that our Zhao Kingdom is not a weak nation that can be bullied!" After speaking, the corners of Zhao Rui's mouth curled up slightly, and a barely perceptible smile appeared. That smile seemed to contain endless confidence and strategy, as if all the affairs of the world were under her control.

At this moment, the ferocious, wolf-like Zhao army launched another fierce and violent attack on the Li city! Like a group of hungry beasts, they pounced on their prey with bared fangs and claws. Faced with such a ferocious enemy, the people of Li were terrified.

Furthermore, the Li Kingdom had only just managed to stabilize its chaotic political situation. The previous series of civil unrest had already severely damaged the nation's vitality, and now it simply lacked the strength to resist the Zhao Kingdom's overwhelming offensive. In desperation, the Li Kingdom could only repeatedly revise its peace terms, hoping to win a ceasefire from Zhao.

After lengthy and arduous negotiations, Zhao Rui, the crown prince of Zhao and the commander of the main attacking force in this campaign, finally agreed to the peace request from the State of Li. Even so, the State of Li had already suffered heavy losses, with its total possessions reduced to fewer than ten cities. Worse still, the peace treaty stipulated that Zhao would station a large number of elite troops in the Li imperial city for a long period of time. This act hung like a sword of Damocles over the heads of the people of Li, a constant threat to their safety and freedom.

However, all of this was no longer a major concern for Zhao Rui, Tang Wenshu, and the others. After the negotiations and reconciliation were finalized, they embarked on the journey back to Beijing without hesitation, filled with joy to embrace a new journey.

Along the way, sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting a golden veil over them. A gentle breeze caressed their faces, bringing bursts of fresh air. Tang Wenshu gazed into the distance, her gaze sometimes drifting to the passing scenery, sometimes lost in thought. But no matter what, her heart was filled with anticipation. She knew that this return to Beijing would be a brand new beginning, with countless unknown opportunities waiting for them to explore.