"Prince Mengke, if we have anything to say, we can sit down and talk." Emperor Jing frowned slightly.
Prince Meng's face was full of anger, "Sit down, Your Majesty the Emperor, can you give us Meng an explanation?! Will the prince's severed arm be restored to its original state?!"
"Although my territory and national strength are not as good as yours, I, Mengke, can't say anything even if I'm bullied by others!"
This is serious.
It is true that Monk's national power is not as good as that of Dajing. Strictly speaking, Monk's national power is slightly inferior to that of Bei Desert. But it is not a small shrimp, a soft persimmon that can be broken into pieces when pinched.
If we really want to fight, defeating Monk is a piece of cake.
But when the two armies are fighting, how can it be done without Dajing paying any price? In recent years, there has been no war on the border, and there is at most a little friction. The courtiers here, the horseshoes of other countries have not set foot on Dajing's land, and have not come to burn, kill or loot.
Next. Even among military generals, few want to see fighting.
Since everyone was like this, Emperor Jing couldn't help but ask, even if he was clear in his heart. He turned to the other person involved, Baili Feiyue, and asked, "Ling Jing, what's going on?"
"My maid did chop off someone's arm last night." Baili Feiyue admitted calmly, "That person did call himself Little Prince Munch or something like that." She shrugged, "But at the dinner before, my maid
I have never seen this person."
"That man wanted to tease me by force, but he also wanted me to drink with him." He sneered again, "That's all, he actually crushed the waiter's arm for no reason!"
"Such a thing, since I have offended my daughter, and my daughter is here, I just want to give justice to the waiter!"
There was an undisguised look of disdain in her eyes, "I originally thought that such a thing must be using the title of Little Prince Munch to deceive and bully others." She raised her eyebrows and looked at the angry-looking Prince Munch, "Is it true?
?”
The subconscious meaning is quite clear. Is your Munch prince this kind of thing?
Prince Meng was so angry that his chest heaved violently, "Your Majesty the Emperor, even if the king's brother's behavior is inappropriate, one arm cannot be cut off! The king's brother is our number one warrior in Meng, and he is the most beloved son of Father Khan.
.I, Munch, will never give up!”
There were so many other foreign historians present, and they would not stop speaking one by one. As the emperor, Emperor Jing would naturally not be very happy to hear this. "Prince Mengke, Ling Jing didn't know the identity of the little prince in advance. Even the others, in my view,
To do something like that, not to mention the waiter in the shop, but just to molest her forcibly and let her accompany her for drinks. With her status, it is understandable to break someone's arm."
The conversation changed, "However, little Prince Munch is a guest after all. I, Da Jing, am willing to make some compensation."
Prince Mengke's eyes were splitting when he heard this. He looked at Emperor Jing in disbelief and sneered, "How does His Majesty intend to compensate?"
"Food, seeds, tools, cloth, and several craftsmen from various professions in my great scenery."
These things were originally the purpose of Munch's mission, but now, how could he be dismissed so easily! There was a sarcastic look in his eyes, "So, in the eyes of His Majesty the Emperor, am I, little Prince Munch, worth these things?"
"
The meaningful sarcasm in his eyes was even more obvious, "In short, you just refuse to punish the culprit no matter what, right?"
"I, Meng, don't want these things. I just want to use your Dajing dialect, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, a hand for a hand!" He stared at Baili Feiyue, "I want one of her hands!"
Seeing the changes in the expressions of Emperor Jing and the courtiers with satisfaction, Prince Meng sneered, "Or, Your Majesty, do you not dare to deal with her? Even with such a reasonable and reasonable request, you dare not deal with her? Because she belongs to your famous general.
My daughter is the quasi-princess that your Prince Regent of Dajing cares about?!"
This is no different from directly saying that Emperor Jing is afraid of the general and more of the regent!
To the emperor of a country, this is no less than a humiliation to the crotch.
There was an undercurrent in Emperor Jing's eyes, "Prince Mengke, we are trying to solve the problem now. We are not using words based on emotion."
"I never speak in a positive way! Your Majesty, can you really be the master of your country? Now I am very doubtful that the compensations you mentioned, your Majesty, are not yours!"
These words are true and can’t be more explicit!
Some other envoys who had watched one show after another today did not use their native language this time, but murmured to each other in various accents of Dajing dialect. It was obvious on their faces that they were watching a good show.
"I have long heard that the actual person in charge of Dajing is their regent, and the emperor is just a decoration..."
"Then we have to meet their regent directly. Otherwise, even if we reach an agreement with Emperor Da Jing and turn away, it won't count. Isn't it a waste of time?"
"Then what should we do? We still wait for the banquet of Regent Dajing?"
"I'm afraid he won't show up at all. As you know, this regent has caused our country a lot of losses in the past few years..."
"That's right, he is a bellicose and cold-blooded person! He doesn't like peaceful coexistence at all!"
Their voices were not loud, but under the current quiet situation, they still reached the ears of Emperor Jing and every courtier present clearly.
No matter how much Emperor Jing could bear it, his face was beaten like this in front of people from all over the world. The fingers under the sleeves of his dragon robe were so pinched that the joints were about to break, and blue veins popped out.
He said coldly, "Prince Mengke, the brotherly relationship between me and the regent, the relationship between monarch and subject, is not something you can provoke with a few words."
When Baili Feiyue heard this, she couldn't help but glance at Emperor Jing. Emperor Jing was indeed not stupid and knew the other party's true purpose...
Prince Meng laughed disdainfully, "Why do I want to instigate this? I just want to seek justice for my brother. I'm afraid that your Majesty the Emperor cannot keep your words. Just tell the truth!"
The envoy from the unknown small country below said something strangely, "With a heavenly eunuch controlling the government affairs, I am like a puppet. I am really trying my best to survive."
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding envoys from other small countries could not hide their laughter.
It’s not that they are not afraid of the great scenery, but in comparison, the great scenery is a lion and they are mosquitoes. Who has seen a lion going to any lengths to kill a mosquito for food?
So they feel quite confident. Anyway, they are either attached to that country or to this country. It doesn't matter who they are subordinated to. If there is no excitement, there will be no fuss.
Emperor Jing's face was already uncontrollably ugly.
In the eyes of the court officials, they were also ashamed and helpless.
There was even an envoy from a small country who laughed and asked directly, "His Majesty the Emperor of Dajing, is your regent of Dajing really a heavenly eunuch?"
With one word spoken, everything falls silent!
Time passed bit by bit.
finally.
Emperor Jing lowered his eyes and said calmly, "There are many people in this world who are born incomplete. This does not become a reason for others to laugh."
These words!
Isn’t it the same as admitting that the regent is a heavenly eunuch, and that he is not a natural man?
Legend has it that it has a completely different meaning than Emperor Jing admitting it in front of courtiers and envoys from various countries.
As soon as Emperor Jing's words came out, those envoys who had discussed this matter before began to discuss it heatedly again. After all, who is not interested in the eunuch of heaven and the dignified regent of a country?
Finally, we even talked about what a heavenly eunuch is like. How different he is from an ordinary normal man.
Some people even said in weird words that it was a pity that he was the Regent of Dajing. If he were an ordinary person, he would really want to take off his pants and take a look.
After Emperor Jing's words, he never spoke again.
Even Prince Munch stopped yelling for a while.
Except for the people from Xiyue Kingdom and Yin Xuanmo who were as stable as Mount Tai, some of the envoys from other small countries laughed and laughed, and some insisted on bringing the princess to the regent. After all, it doesn't matter whether he is a man or not, as long as he has a high position and power.
In short, the most common ones are all kinds of speculations and ridicules about the word "Tianyun".
Baili Feiyue knew that the man was definitely not a Heavenly Eunuch, but she saw that Emperor Jing did not stop what those people said. The courtiers below had nothing but shameless emotions in their eyes and faces. There was no trace of anger at all.
Or need maintenance or something.
She suddenly felt very sorry for her eldest grandson Wuji.