Three days later, the imperial palace.

In the magnificent main hall, the current emperor of the Empire, "Moult Sol Awugstestes", sat upright on the throne, and his heroic national character showed a rare look of old age and fatigue.

Several of his adult children, Senate members, civil servants, and dozens of young generals promoted from the front line, stood on both sides of the red carpet below, and occasionally conveyed unknown messages with their eyes.

The entire hall was shrouded in an invisible atmosphere of depression.

"Today is the day when the Asian fake king is coming. The Senate has not yet discussed a reception charter... Whether it is a good idea or a bad idea, at least you have to have an idea first?"

The empire emperor "Moult"'s eagle-like gaze flashed across the faces of the Senate nobles. He was getting more and more tired of this group of wine bags that could only drag their legs and sing against each other.

If it weren't for the sudden decline of the imperial power, he would have to rely on these old nobles to maintain stability in his rule. The first thing he had to do was to ban the Senate.

A handsome blonde young man who seemed to be shining took a step forward, and was the first heir to the empire - the eldest prince "Soshar E Kesar".

"Father, he is just the leader of an Asian tribe, and he still wants to be on an equal footing with the Empire? I want me to say that he happened to take advantage of this time to catch him and torture him and hang him in public, so that those Asians with rebellious thoughts can see the consequences of rebelling against the Empire!"

"No!"

The third princess "Pinna Golanda" with long red hair exclaimed loudly, then stood up and asked the eldest prince "Soshar" sternly: "Brother, the two countries are fighting and coming to the envoy, not to mention that the other party is at least the nominal king of a country. If you do this, how do you want those small vassal countries to view my empire in the future? Are you going to let your father bear the insidious and despicable infamy?"

"Don't argue with the emperor brother and the emperor sister..."

A blonde beauty with an outstanding figure stood out from the prince's team to persuade her to fight. The cervical traction device she wore on her neck made her movements look a little stiff and clumsy.

As soon as the woman spoke, the ministers and nobles in the hall heard a vaguely suppressed laughter from the ministers and nobles.

It was the one who tried to summon the brave to solve the empire crisis before, but was injured by a perverted brave man's arch bridge-style back and got the imperial princess nicknamed "Half-Monthly" - "Ratis Altna".

"Latis" naturally knew that she had long become a laughing stock among the nobles, but her natural gentleness and self-cultivation as a royal family made it difficult for her to angrily denounce such inappropriate behavior on the spot. She could only endure her shame and said warmly: "The emperor's brother has the truth. Although the country of the Asians has won consecutive victories, it is only a small country with a population of hundreds of thousands. If our empire attaches too much importance, it will not only increase the other party's arrogance, but those vassal states that are concerned about this meeting will also look down on our empire..."

"Of course, the emperor's words are also correct. You must establish a country without trust. The king of the Asians, "Night Dire", came to the imperial capital with sincerity to discuss. This move itself shows that the image of the words of our empire has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Although setting up an ambush and seizing the King of the Asians can temporarily resolve the rebellion of the Asians in the north, it will also destroy the integrity established by the emperors of all generations for hundreds of years."

"And the most important thing is that the king of the Asians sold the face of the Japanese diplomat to come to the imperial capital for negotiations. If our empire was too neglected or even killed, then the country would inevitably be angry. If the army of green men was dispatched on this ground, what would my empire use to stop them? Don't forget the fate of the 300,000 troops under the hills of Arnus..."

Emperor Moult nodded slightly, his eyes showing kindness and relief.

Although the summoning of the brave made the royal family ugly, he knew very well that this was not the fault of the eldest princess Latise, and on the contrary, among his many children, the eldest daughter Latise and the third daughter Pingna were the most concerned about state affairs and shared a lot of pressure for him.

But the two princes with the right to inherit the throne were the violent and arrogant reckless man, and the other was obsessed with conspiracy and power, and it was difficult for any one to take on a great responsibility.

If it weren't for the support of the great nobles of the Senate behind them, he would have long been determined to depose the two of them to inherit the throne.

"Latis, in your opinion, what specification should we receive this king of the Asians?"

"Latis" realized that this was the father's test, and he raised the corner of his skirt and bowed gracefully, and said with great confidence: "Father, in the opinion of my son, the "night dilemma" that commanded the submen to resist the empire with a human body must not be truly seeking welfare for the submen, but more for their own selfish desires..."

"Oh? Let's talk about it in detail."

The emperor "Moult" has been listening to a group of old stubborn people in the Senate recently, arguing whether it is war or harmony. Such fresh arguments, whether it is right or wrong, make him feel a shiny.

"Man's selfish desires are nothing more than just a few types - wealth, power, and beauty. As long as we cater to their preferences and satisfy the other party's desires one by one, this king of submen will not only not become a threat to the empire, but may even become a barrier for the empire to fight against foreign races on the border like the original "Duran".

"Latis, according to your wishes, do you want our empire to recognize the legal status of the pseudo-nation of the Naya?" the eldest prince "Soshar" asked with a gloomy face.

The eldest princess "Ratis" turned her body stiffly and asked, "There are so many vassal states in the empire, so what if there is one more? What's more, Brother Soshar, do you think our empire still has the ability to have another full-scale war?"

"Soshar"'s face was gloomy, but it was rare that he was not irritable and angry. He was just reckless, but not stupid.

At least, he can understand the various data statistics below.

Two large-scale wars in a short period of time not only exhausted all the elite veterans of the empire and vassal states, but also reduced the number of young and middle-aged men to an extremely dangerous level.

Unless the empire is willing to risk rebellion and recruit sub-ethnic soldiers to fill the army on a large scale, there will be no more than a decade of rest and no need to make up for such a large gap in young and middle-aged people.

"I agree with the Emperor's opinion."

Although the third princess "Pinna" and the eldest princess "Latis" were not born to the same mother, they were still very sisterly in their daily lives. They immediately stood for the emperor's sister to express their position.

The second prince "Jia Bo" stood in the crowd, smiling and not expressing his opinion. He didn't know what he was thinking about.

Everyone in the Senate exchanged eyes secretly, but no one expressed his opinion.

They are not unaware of what is the most correct choice, but no one is willing to bear the right risks brought by the proposal. Now that someone is willing to take the initiative to bear the infatuation of power and humiliation of the country, they are certainly happy to see it.

Emperor "Moult" sighed, looked at the sensible eldest daughter below with heartache, and said in silence for a moment: "Latis, what do you plan to do if I appoint you to be responsible for this reception and negotiation?"

"The reception specifications can be based on the highest specifications of the vassal states. The key is the negotiation conditions - so, I want to take the liberty to make three requests to you."

Emperor Moult nodded and signaled the eldest princess "Latis" to continue.

"I have said before that what the king of the Nagors seeks is nothing more than wealth, power and beauty. We will negotiate with them from these three points."

"Let's talk about wealth first - the empire's current financial tension is difficult to give the other party a large reward, and there will be suspicion of war reimbursement. Therefore, I urge my father to reopen the border market and provide tax incentives or exemptions for goods from the Asian country, and purchase a high price of some precious fur and herbs as exclusive supplies for the royal family."

"Accurate."

The first article is not surprising. After all, this not only does not harm anyone's interests, but it is even profitable if it is done well.

"Let's talk about power - the other party has already claimed to be the king of the submen. Even if the empire continues to enthrone some flashy titles, it will not fundamentally increase the other party's rights and status. Then the only reward is land."

Cedification and occupation are two different things. Even if the former is only one inch, it is a shame that will last for thousands of years.

As soon as the eldest princess "Ratis" spoke, the nobles in the Senate below immediately became turbulent, and many people even began to take off their shoes to kill this little watch that was intoxicated and humiliated.

"Don't be excited, sir, at least listen to the Emperor's words!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the third princess "Pingna" hurriedly stood up and protected the eldest princess "Latis" with her body.

The guards in the hall also drew their swords one after another, forcibly suppressing the chaotic scene.

Emperor Moult coughed lightly and reminded him in a hint: "Latis, you have to think about it before you can talk about it."

"About this matter, I plan to put it together with the third point of "beauty"." The eldest princess "Latis" took a deep breath and continued with a firm expression: "From the perspective of a king of a country, it is difficult for ordinary beauties to be regarded as rewards. If you want to express the sincerity of my empire, you must be a woman from the royal family."

"A royal woman gets married and is a dowry piece of territory is a rule set by her ancestors. We give each other land in this name, which can satisfy each other's desires and do not have to worry about any rumors that are unfavorable to the empire."

It has to be said that what the eldest princess "Latis" said is almost the best of both worlds at the moment. It not only makes substantial concessions, but also takes into account the face of the empire.

However, there is always a loophole that is criticized.

"My Latis, your idea sounds good, but you are still ceding the empire's territory by saying a thousand words and ten thousand? Besides, how much land do you think you need to cut to satisfy the appetite of the fake king of the Asian man?"

Emperor Moult couldn't help but frown.

To be fair, he hates internal conflicts between his children, but this time he has to admit that the foolish prince "Soshar" was rare to be smart once, pointing out the biggest problem in the "Latis" plan to the point.

"Latis" seemed to have expected someone to question it, and said calmly: "Brother Soshar, land is also different."

Emperor Moult seemed to realize something and said in surprise: "Latis, are you talking?"

"Yes, Father." "Latis" raised his skirt and bowed again, smiling: "My second request is - please give the territory on the eastern border with the sea tribe, and the territory on which the hills of Arnus are located as dowry to the king of the Asians."
Chapter completed!