The soft-waisted princess was pinched and pampered by the ascetic prince after her rebirth

Chapter 473 Beixiu Banquet to Convince Mu Zheng

After dinner, Shen Ruzhou came outside the study room of the Governor's Mansion. After much hesitation, he went up and knocked on the door.

Just as he was about to knock, the door opened from the inside.

Bei Xiuyan was dressed in moon-white brocade clothes, and his handsome face shone like jade under the clear light of the full moon.

The two of them were inside one door and outside the other, looking at each other.

Shen Ruzhou hesitated to speak, his eyes filled with indescribable concern.

There were ripples in Bei Xiuyan's dark eyes, and his stern look concealed all his emotions. He said for a long time: "Ru Zhou, follow me to the tower for a walk."

Shen Ruzhou nodded without thinking, and the two of them walked along and soon reached the tower.

Standing on a high place, you can overlook the entire Northern City.

"Ruzhou, I know what you want to say, but this time, I must go." Beixiu Yan's face was cold and solemn, and his voice was firm.

"Your Majesty, although the two armies are fighting without killing the envoy, you are the commander-in-chief and you alone are responsible for the safety of the entire northern territory. You must not take risks." Shen Ruzhou's long eyelashes trembled slightly, but he still said what he had been holding back for a long time.

Regarding Bei Xiuyan's decision, she knew that she couldn't persuade him, but the worry in her heart made her still want to give it a try.

"Since I dare to go, I will definitely be able to return safely."

As soon as Bei Xiuyan finished speaking, Shen Ruzhou said anxiously: "I believe in the prince's ability, but it's hard to say whether Mu Zheng will attack. Now that he has lost several battles one after another, he must be feeling angry and wants to kill the prince. The body was broken into pieces."

"The peace talks are not only for the people in the north, but also for the people of Bei Liao. Many people in Bei Liao have died of freezing and starvation. If the war continues, they will not benefit." Beixiu Yan stood with his hands behind his hands, his face calm. There are no waves, but his eyes are brighter than the bright moon.

At this moment, Shen Ruzhou understood what Bei Xiuyan was thinking. What he held in his heart was the vastest sun, moon, mountains and rivers, and the endless life of all people in the world.

In the Northern Liao Army, Mu Zheng held the wine jar and drank heavily. After drinking, he threw the jar violently.

There was a "pop" sound, and broken porcelain pieces flew everywhere.

When the military advisor saw this, he couldn't help but advise: "Master, don't be angry. I will go to the 48th Department of Northern Liao to gather troops. I don't believe that I can't capture a small northern city."

Mu Zheng raised his arm, held the military advisor's head and pressed it on the table. His voice was frighteningly cold, "Don't worry, let's check what's going on in the north. There should be some action at the Northern Xiu Banquet soon. "

After saying that, he picked up another can of wine and drank it.

At this time, the soldiers outside sent a secret report. Mu Zheng opened it and handed it to the military advisor, "Beixiu Banquet plans peace talks. The envoy will arrive tomorrow."

The military advisor read the secret report twice in disbelief and said in surprise: "What is there to talk about? Beiliao has suffered such a big disaster, so many cattle and sheep have died, and there is nothing to pay tribute."

"He paid tribute to us." Mu Zheng was swaying, and after trying several times, he grabbed the wine on the table and drank again.

The military advisor was about to cry but his master was really drunk. It was impossible for the victorious party to pay tribute to the defeated party.

"Why didn't you call me when you were drinking?" The beautiful silver bell rang, and A Sheng walked in with a smile as bright as a flower.

She knelt down next to Mu Zheng, leaned into his arms, and slowly unfolded the marriage letter in her hand, "Father has agreed to our marriage, and I will be yours from now on."

‘You are truly my lucky star. I, Mu Zheng, swear to God that I will treat you well. ’

Mu Zheng's broad arms tightly hugged the beautiful woman in his arms, and an unpredictable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The next day, the company deputy general came to the Beiliao camp in the name of the peace envoy.

Bei Xiuyan disguised himself as an ordinary soldier and followed him into Mu Zheng's camp.

As soon as he entered, the military advisor recognized Bei Xiuyan, with indescribable shock in his eyes.

He turned around and looked at Mu Zheng beside him, and saw Mu Zheng's eyes staring at Beixiu Banquet.

"You all go down, I'll talk to my old friend." Mu Zheng spoke gloomily.

The company officer instinctively put his hand on his waist to touch the knife. Bei Xiuyan stepped forward and held it down, signaling with his eyes not to move rashly.

The company deputy general had no choice but to withdraw from the camp along with the military advisor.

Mu Zheng looked at the Beixiu Banquet and felt as if he had returned to the time when he was a boy. They had fought side by side and ate meat and drank wine together.

Mu Zheng grabbed the wine jar with one hand and poured two large bowls of wine. He smiled and said, "We haven't had a drink together for many years. I miss it a lot."

Beixiu Yan sat down opposite him carelessly, picked up the wine bowl, and said coldly: "There's no mushroom powder in this, right?"

In one sentence, Mu Zheng was instantly ashamed. He raised his hand and touched his nose, and said sheepishly: "Sorry, I had no choice but to do it out of necessity."

"I can't help it. From the outside, I look great and command the forty-eight tribes of the Northern Liao Dynasty, but this king is not easy to be. Just like this heavy snowfall, how many people are pointing at me to survive, otherwise I would not come to fight."

It is extremely cold at high places, and the difficulty of Mu Zheng's expedition can only be discussed with Beixiu Yan.

"For the sake of the serious disaster in Beiliao, I won't care. As long as you sign the peace treaty and withdraw your troops, you don't have to pay tribute." Beixiu Yan was straightforward and showed his sincerity.

Hearing this, Mu Zheng laughed "haha" and said, "I want to withdraw my troops and get 100,000 shi of food."

"Would you like me to remind you who lost the battle?" Bei Xiuyan's face darkened, and his words were filled with coldness.

Mu Zheng replied shamelessly: "I'm not defeated, I just lost temporarily."

He raised his eyes and glanced at the map of Bei Liao hanging on the tent, and continued: "It's not that I don't have a chance to stand up. Although my cavalry has been damaged, the forty-eight troops of Bei Liao are still there, with at least hundreds of thousands of horses. . Moreover, Bei Liao and Southern Xinjiang have already been married. If Southern Xinjiang sends troops at this time, we will attack from the north and the south. Let alone the northern city, it will not be difficult to reach the capital."

"The forty-eight tribes of the Northern Liao Dynasty each have their own agendas and are constantly fighting among themselves. If a war breaks out, they may not all be of the same mind. As for Southern Xinjiang, even if they make peace, they may not send troops. You'd better not seek death." Mu Zheng's thoughts , Beixiu Yan had already figured it out, and refuted them one by one, breaking through Mu Zheng's last line of defense.

Mu Zheng was completely defeated and had no choice but to agree to withdraw.