Qi Ya slapped away Mr. Liu's big hand that was pinching her nose, rolled her eyes angrily, picked up the copper basin on the washstand and walked out of the house.
"De Xing, don't you think the words you praise me with are the same as what you say to children like Lingyun and the others?
Are you treating me like a three-year-old child? What do you want to eat in the morning? I asked someone to prepare something specially for you."
Young Master Liu picked up the jade fan on the table and flicked it, then followed Qi Ya out while swaying the folding fan.
"My husband won't be at home for dinner today. I'll go to my eldest brother's house first to discuss some matters with him."
Qi Yun poured the washing water into the flowerbed in the courtyard, turned around and looked at Young Master Liu with a slight frown on her eyebrows.
"It's okay to stay up all night, but now you don't even need breakfast? Do you really think your body is made of iron?"
"It doesn't matter, at worst, when we get to eldest brother's house, we can have breakfast at his house while we discuss matters with him. Why, why can't I still have breakfast at Song Qing's house?
You two can just eat by yourselves, you don’t need to wait to become husbands, let’s go.”
Qi Ya watched her husband's figure disappear through the arch, and shook her head helplessly.
"Why does this stinky man look more and more like a child as he gets older?"
With two sticks of incense, Liu Mingzhi was happily welcomed into the palace of Prince Wuyi by Song Qing.
"My concubines and sisters are here to meet Your Majesty."
"My son, please see Your Majesty Third Uncle."
Liu Mingzhi hurriedly put away his folding fan and held it up with his hands to the people in front of him.
"No gifts, no gifts, my two sisters-in-law, if you are so polite to me when you meet me in the future, I will not dare to visit you again.
My eldest brother shouted happily, "You guys call the younger brother like this, doesn't it make the eldest brother look ugly?"
And you three stinky boys and you two stinky girls, the third uncle is the third uncle. What is the name of your majesty, the third uncle?
From now on, just call me Third Uncle at home. If you dare to yell nonsense again, Third Uncle will have to go and beat you up."
Song Qing looked at his wife, concubines, three sons and one daughter with a wry smile and waved his hand.
"Just listen to Third Brother and Third Uncle. As long as you are at home, just call me by your normal name."
"Yes, husband."
"I know, Dad."
Song Qing turned to look at Young Master Liu: "Third brother, haven't you had breakfast yet? What do you want to eat? Brother, let's pick a few things and take them to the study to eat and chat."
"It doesn't matter, as long as it fills my stomach, brother, I'm not picky about food."
Song Qing didn't show any politeness and just picked up two drawers of steamed buns and walked toward the back of the hall.
"I can carry the eight-treasure porridge myself. I don't have that many hands to hold the buns and porridge at the same time."
Young Master Liu grinned at Song Qing's wives and children, inserted the folding fan into his forehead, leaned over, picked up two bowls of eight-treasure porridge, and chased after Song Qing.
"My two sisters-in-law, my nieces and nephews, please eat slowly and don't worry about us."
"Song Qing, your uncle, please wait for me. Are you so damn good at entertaining distinguished guests? The guests have to serve their own porridge. Aren't you afraid that this young master will deprive you of your title?"
"You, the majestic king of the country, have shamed themselves to come to your servant's house to eat and drink. How dare you say that you are an honored guest? Do you like drinking or not?"
In Song Qing's study, after the two sat down, Mr. Liu took out a book from his sleeve and put it in front of Song Qing. Then he picked up a small steamed bun with chopsticks and started to eat it with eight-treasure porridge.
Song Qing picked up a handkerchief and wiped the moisture on his hands, then picked up the documents in front of him and looked through them with doubtful eyes.
After seeing the content on the first page, Song Qing's brows suddenly condensed, he closed the documents in his hands and stood up and walked towards the study door.
After closing the door, Song Qing sat back on the chair again, opened the document in his hand again and began to read silently.
As the page turned, Song Qing's slightly frowned brows became more and more frowning, and half of the steamed buns in front of Liu Ming had already been destroyed.
After a stick of incense, Song Qing closed the document gently and let out a faint sigh.
"confirmed?"
Liu Mingzhi raised his eyebrows, swallowed the bun he was chewing completely, picked up a small steamed bun with chopsticks, stretched it between himself and Song Qing, and shook it slightly.
"The world cannot have long-term peace and stability, the people cannot live and work in peace and contentment, brother, I cannot eat!
Brother, I prefer peace and tranquility. We are already in our thirties and forties. Brother, I want to be able to spend the rest of my life with my wife, children and children in peace and stability.
I want to eat well.
If even I, the current king of a country, cannot eat well, how much less the people of the world?
What do you think?"
Song Qing looked at Liu Mingzhi's piercing eyes staring at him, remained silent for a long time, nodded heavily, and gently placed the document next to Liu Mingzhi's hand.
"I understand. Do the other important ministers in the court know your thoughts now?"
"I haven't told them yet. This is my decision, brother, after I read the complete victory document that our two uncles asked Zhao Qing to bring back last night.
After it got light, I washed up casually and then came to your place.
And it’s not appropriate to tell them these things directly now.”
Song Qing squinted his eyes and pondered for a moment, then nodded with understanding.
"That's right. It's true that you don't need to inform the civil and military ministers in the court so early. After they know it, they will have to think wildly about the matter of establishing a prince.
As a brother, I don't have much objection to this matter. After all, when I was a brother in the North, I saw with my own eyes the strength of Tsarist Russia's soldiers and horses.
If it weren't for the powerful artillery and arrow formations in the hands of our Dalong soldiers, we would definitely suffer considerable losses if we faced off against their two armies.
The final result will definitely be victory, but if you want victory to be so simple, I'm afraid it won't be that easy.
There is such a fierce tiger sleeping soundly next to the bed, which is definitely not a good thing for my dragon.
Especially a tiger that already knows about my great dragon, Wuhua Tianbao, prosperity and wealth.
Before such ferocious tigers became established, they would only stare at us eagerly at a treasured land like our Dalong, but would not dare to invade easily.
But once the weather gets better, this tiger will definitely become my dragon's formidable rival.
Taking advantage of the fact that our country is rich and our people are strong, and our army and horses are strong, we can take care of this tiger first. It will be of great benefit to me, the dragon, without any harm.
In the years since the unification of the world, ever since I learned that there is such a powerful country in the north of Xinfu, Brother Wei has considered more than once the issue of how the two countries will get along now, and even in the future, and even hundreds of years from now.
I even thought about advising you to send troops.
But later, when Brother Wei thought about the fact that my dragon had been fighting continuously for decades, Brother Wei had no choice but to suppress this idea in his heart.
I didn't expect that you actually brought it up first in the end.
The ideas you mentioned in the document are my unconditional support.
There is no problem in using courtesy first and then fighting. It is in line with the etiquette of our country, the Dragon Celestial Dynasty.
The key is, can you guarantee the safety of Chengfeng? In a foreign country thousands of miles away, if something goes wrong, you will regret it for the rest of your life.
Qinglian's siblings will also have to blame you for the rest of their lives.
Don’t think that what I said is unpleasant, this is an issue that cannot be ignored!
If the good relationship between Qin and Jin fails and his life is lost, it will be embarrassing and embarrassing.
If it spreads by then, not only will the imperial court lose its face, but the majesty of you, the king of a country, will also be disgraced."
Liu Mingzhi stuffed the steamed bun into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it with the porridge and water.
"If even three hundred top-level and third-level masters can't save his life, then Liu Chengfeng will really die from heaven."