Fearing being killed for his overwhelming merits, the empress decided to marry him.

"Your Highness, a Song envoy who claims to be named Ye Fan has come to negotiate peace outside the camp."

Upon hearing this, Wanyan Zongbi, who was sitting at his desk reading a military treatise, immediately threw down the book and frowned, asking, "Ye Fan, is he the recently prominent figure in the Song Kingdom?"

"Yes, that's him."

Upon receiving a definite reply, Wanyan Zongbi's cheek twitched, and he immediately picked up the military book and continued reading: "Bring him in. This general is very curious about what he wants to say at this time."

"Yes."

The guards obeyed and soon led Ye Fan into the main tent.

When Ye Fan saw that Wanyan Zongbi was only focused on lying on his side in front of the table and reading a book, and had no intention of greeting him at all, a sense of displeasure arose in his heart.

However, he still suppressed his displeasure and bowed to Wanyan Zongbi, saying, "Ye Fan, the envoy of the Great Song Dynasty, greets His Highness the Fourth Prince."

Wanyan Zongbi then looked up at Ye Fan, slowly put down the military book, and let out a disdainful snort.

"You're Ye Fan, the one who advocated for war against our Jin Dynasty?"

The very first sentence he uttered made Ye Fan feel a burning pain in his cheek.

"Your Highness, as a prince of the Jin Kingdom, why do you mock me like this?"

"Is this considered sarcasm? I'm just stating the facts."

Wanyan Zongbi maintained a half-smile, making it difficult for Ye Fan to understand his thoughts.

"Alright, just say what you want to talk about. I don't have that much time to waste with you."

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan immediately said, "Please, Your Highness, withdraw your troops. As long as you agree, the Song Dynasty will agree to all your conditions."

Negotiation is a psychological game; unless you have an absolute advantage, whoever reveals their hand first will be put on the defensive.

Clearly, Ye Fan was utterly unqualified as a diplomatic envoy. When he revealed his true colors, the peace talks were already doomed.

"You'll agree to any conditions?"

Wanyan Zongbi asked curiously.

"I can agree to any condition!"

Ye Fan answered with great certainty.

Wanyan Zongbi stared at Ye Fan for a long time, then suddenly clapped his hands.

A burly guard immediately entered from outside the tent.

"What are your orders, General?"

"Bring the box from my tent."

"Yes!"

The guard accepted the order and left, without even glancing at Ye Fan once.

After he left, the tent fell silent again. Wanyan Zongbi ignored Ye Fan and continued to read his military books.

Ye Fan just stood there, and Wanyan Zongbi showed no intention of letting him sit down.

Only after the guard carried the box back into the tent did Wanyan Zongbi slowly speak: "Open it and let the Song envoy take a look."

"Yes."

When the box was opened, it was filled with contracts signed between the Song and Jin dynasties.

Just as Ye Fan was puzzled, Wanyan Zongbi slowly got up, walked to the wooden box, picked up a stack of items, and handed them to Ye Fan.

"Song Envoy, would you like to take a look for yourself? This is a contract signed between the Great Jin and the Song Dynasty more than 20 years ago, but to this day, your Song Dynasty has never fulfilled the contents of the contract even once."

"I still remember when I was eight years old, I witnessed my father signing a treaty with your country for the first time."

At that time, your Song state and the Jin dynasty agreed to jointly send troops to attack and annihilate Yu Dan from both sides, and after the success, Yu Dan's territory would be divided equally.

"Our Great Jin Dynasty honored the agreement and mobilized almost all the men of the tribe for this battle. Facing an enemy ten times our size, we did not retreat even a single step."

"Simply because we believe that your Great Song Dynasty will launch an attack on the Yudan tribe from behind at the most critical moment, delivering a fatal blow."

"As a result, our Great Jin paid an extremely heavy price, annihilating Yu Dan's 300,000 main force, without even seeing a trace of your Song army."

“It wasn’t until my Great Jin entered the capital that your Song army arrived late, and you still have the nerve to ask my Great Jin to fulfill the contract and cede all the territory south of Dan.”

"For the sake of the greater good of both nations, and so that the tribe could recuperate, my father reluctantly ceded six counties, thus fulfilling the agreement."

After all, our Great Jin has suffered heavy losses in this battle, and we do not wish to have any further conflict with the Song Dynasty.

"I thought this matter would shame your Song Kingdom, but I never expected that in the second month after the contract was signed, your Song Kingdom would use the excuse of uneven distribution of benefits to lead an army of 500,000 to besiege my capital, Shangjing."

"Fortunately, the people of our Great Jin are united and annihilated the main force of your Song army in one battle. Your Song emperor came to sue for peace and said he wanted to pay tribute to our Great Jin. My father, considering the overall situation, agreed."

"As a result, even after the second contract was finalized, your Song Kingdom still paid lip service to it, and the Great Jin has not received a single annual tribute to this day."

"All these kinds of contracts are here. Go and see for yourself which one has actually been fulfilled?"

"Now you're making the same request again? Do you think I, Da Jin, am still so easy to fool?"

After speaking, Wanyan Zongbi flung the contract in his hand, and white papers flew everywhere in the tent.

Ye Fan didn't dare to breathe loudly, shocked by why the Song Kingdom was so untrustworthy.

But in order to achieve his goal, he still braced himself and said, "Please calm down, Your Highness. This time, I guarantee that the Great Song Dynasty can accept all the conditions proposed by your country, as long as the Great Jin Dynasty is willing to withdraw its troops."

"late!"

Wanyan Zongbi sat back down at the main table, slammed his hand on the table, and shouted.

"Your Song state, relying on your so-called reputation as a land of etiquette, has repeatedly mocked my Great Jin. Do you think I would still believe your nonsense?"

"You are a bunch of hypocrites, and you think you can use the same methods to delay the advance of my Great Jin? You're dreaming!"

Ye Fan was anxious: "Your Highness, please give the Song Dynasty another chance. As long as you are willing to send troops, I guarantee with my life that I will not break my promise again!"

"Then let your emperor open the gates of Bianjing, then kneel before me in prison clothes to repent. Can you do that?"

Ye Fan's eyelids twitched; this request was simply impossible to meet.

The atmosphere instantly became tense.

Wanyan Zongbi sneered, "Alright, you can leave now. You're not welcome here."

But Ye Fan was unwilling to leave, standing there looking as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

"Anything else?"

"May I ask, Your Highness, do you have two female warriors in your army?"

Wanyan Zongbi narrowed his eyes: "Who are you to them?"

Ye Fan hurriedly said, "To be honest, they are my fellow disciples. Could you please ask the Fourth Prince to have mercy and release them?"

Wanyan Zongbi shook his head: "They are my spoils of war, Wanyan Zongbi. Do you think you can make me release them just because of your word?"

Ye Fan: "Your Highness, you are a man of great talent and ambition. Surely you wouldn't hold a grudge against two young ladies? Please show some leniency."

Just as Wanyan Zongbi was about to refuse, two figures suddenly walked into the tent. They were Wanyan Wo and Wanyan Guang.

"Fourth brother, you're really amazing! You took down the Bianhe camp in one battle. When are you going to march into Bianjing?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than he saw another person standing inside the tent.

Upon closer inspection and recognizing Ye Fan, he couldn't help but smile: "Oh, isn't this the most promising and youngest prime minister of the Great Song Dynasty, Ye? What are you doing here?"

Wanyan Guang, standing to the side, roamed over Ye Fan's body with eyes like a wolf, his Adam's apple bobbing incessantly.

He desperately wanted Ye Fan, and since he had come to him willingly, he was determined to win him over.