When Su Lu received the information, he was studying the defense map of the Northland with Dong Cheng.
Su Yi, who was wearing a purple robe, came in from the door of the hall, holding a booklet in her hand and her cheeks full of high spirits.
Dong Cheng, who was pressing the corner of the defense map, smiled and said to Su Lu, who was looking down at the defense map:
"Sir, Your Highness the Princess is young and promising, and she is becoming more and more charming like you were when you were young."
Su Lu looked up at Su Yi and said with a smile:
"She's not young anymore. She's an adult now, and she still does things so recklessly."
"Come here to see me, what happened again?"
From what he said, it seemed that his children were promising, and the old father felt happy and comfortable.
Su Yi handed the booklet in her hand to Su Lu:
"Father, the General Staff Office has translated some of the documents that you captured in the Luojingshan Sect last time. These are the most important ones and have been sent to you for review."
Su Lu took it, glanced at it, and handed it to Dong Cheng next to him with a smile.
"How about taking a look, Lord Shangshu?"
Dong Cheng took it, looked at it carefully, shook his head, his tone was full of teasing:
"It's just Xueman who is not in the eyes of the prince. The previous Northern Expedition has already cost them enough. If they find such a document this time, Xueman will still have to pay some blood."
Su Lu shook his head:
"Since Xue Man dares to plant a spy in the heart of our Han Kingdom, and the Luo Jingshan Sect is willing to use it, there must be something we don't know about."
Su Yi said casually beside him:
"Why bother so much? Just call the leader of the Snow Clan and ask him what he dares to plant a spy in our country of Han. Is it because he has too much money to use up or too many heads to chop off."
Dong Cheng clapped his hands and laughed:
"The Governor's words are very kind. The leader of the Snow Barbarian clan is very close to Qian Qianyi. I want to see how the old thief can excuse him this time."
The imperial guards took action, and not long after, they summoned the leader of the Snow Barbarian clan.
The tall barbarian man knelt on one knee in front of Su Lu:
"My foreign minister, Hurhaci, the leader of the Snow Tribe, has met with the prince and all of you."
Su Yi stood in front of the case, her voice full of playfulness:
"Hurhaci, do you know why I called you here this time?"
"Know."
Huerhachi knelt on the ground, his voice loud.
Su Lu and Dong Cheng looked at each other, it seemed that there was something wrong with this Snow Clan.
Huerhachi said before Su Yi continued to ask:
"Since Her Royal Highness the Princess returned to the capital, the foreign ministers have not been able to find an opportunity to meet with her. Your Highness is here to ask questions."
"presumptuous"
Wang Xiaoliu next to him shouted angrily.
"Who are you? Your Highness deserves to be held accountable for such a trivial matter. You are so courageous."
Hurhachi is neither humble nor arrogant:
"Besides, the foreign minister really doesn't understand why Her Royal Highness the Princess summoned the minister."
Su Yi glanced at Huerhachi, his eyes flashing:
"Okay, let me ask you, why do you, the Snow Clan, collude with the Luojingshan Sect to harm our Han people?"
The strange color on Hurhachi's face flashed away, and he hurriedly started to cry out:
"Your Highness Mingjian, Your Majesty Mingjian, our Snow Clan is loyal to the Han Kingdom, your Majesty, and the Prince."
"Foreign minister, I swear to God that I, the Snow Clan, will never dare to be disrespectful to the Han Kingdom in the slightest."
Su Lu suddenly spoke:
"The Luojingshan faction discovered the correspondence documents of the nobles. How should we explain this?"
Nurhaci shook his head hurriedly:
"The foreign minister didn't know. Your Majesty, I forgive you. The foreign minister really didn't know."
Su Yi was furious:
"Pull him out and give him a long memory."
Several wolf-like guards rushed up, carried Huerhachi out.
Dong Cheng's face was full of smiles and he advised Su Lu:
"Hurhaci is also the leader of a foreign state after all. It doesn't seem good to deal with him like this."
"If this offends Xueman and another dispute breaks out in northern Xinjiang, Zhang Lu will ask me for food and money again."
Su Yi picked up the tea cup on the desk, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, his tone full of disdain:
"Xiao Xiaoxueman, the heavenly soldiers are everywhere and can crush him at any time."
Soon, Huerhachi was beaten and dragged back. He could no longer stand up and lay on the ground, but his voice was still strong.
"The foreign minister doesn't know. Even if the prince beats the minister to death, the minister will not know."
Su Lu waved his hand:
"Then keep on beating. If you can't remember, just beat him to death."
Su Yi strode out of the palace, her tone full of coldness:
"I want to see if it's your bones that are tough or your life that's tough."
Dong Cheng had some astonishment on his face and asked Su Lu:
"Your Majesty, this is a foreign minister. He was beaten to death. It must be difficult to explain."
"It is rumored that Qian Qianyi was very close to the leader of the Snow Clan. If he is really beaten to death, I am afraid that the memorial to impeach you tomorrow will be piled up on His Majesty's desk."
Su Lu said nonchalantly:
"This Qian Qianyi is really deluded. He is just a snowman, but he cannot rely on Qian Qianyi to take over as the Third Duke."
Dong Cheng sighed and said nothing more.
At the palace gate, Su Yi pointed to the Jinshui Bridge.
"Fight, pull me over there and fight."
The guards pinned Hurhachi on the bridge, raised the whips in their hands, and began to crackle.
Soon, a crowd gathered in front of the Jinshui Bridge. When they saw that the one being beaten was the leader of the Snow Clan, they all shouted for relief.
"Hey, this is the leader of a foreign tribe. I'll kill you for asking if you dare to offend His Highness."
"My grandson's bones are quite strong. He hasn't even grunted after being beaten for a while."
"What a good man. Such a good man must be killed."
Damn it, Huerhachi, who was holding his breath, almost let out the breath in his chest.
Damn, who are the people of Han? They praised me in the first sentence, but they must be beaten to death in the next sentence.
Weird people, just like Su Lu, they are a bunch of weird people.
Damn it, why doesn't Qian Qianyi come? I've given him so much gold, silver and jewels, and I don't give him anything in return. It's unreasonable.
A guard pulled Ruantan over. Su Yi sat down on Ruantan, squinted his eyes, and gave instructions:
"This barbarian is very skilled in martial arts. He can't be beaten to death for even a moment. If he doesn't fight, you don't have to call me."
Wang Xiaoliu chuckled:
"Your Highness, if we are beaten to death, our brothers will not be able to bear the consequences."
Su Yi waved her hand:
"How do you know how to use it? I can't help but teach you."
Wang Xiaoliu made a sad face and discussed with several of his subordinates for a few words. Then one of the guards picked up the whip and went up to take over the beating.
Crackling, the whip was struck again.
When Qian Qianyi rushed to the gate of the palace, he saw exactly this scene.
Wokuotai, the Snow Clan man who led the way, looked anxious:
"Master Qian, please save the head of my family. If we continue fighting like this, we will kill him."
Qian Qianyi got out of the car and wanted to pass, but there were too many people watching the excitement and he couldn't squeeze through.
"give way"
Qian Qianyi's bodyguards pushed and pushed the crowd watching the excitement.
A young man with a long sword hanging on his waist turned his head and looked at the guard with a sneer:
"What, are you bullying someone?"
The guard was a little confused. He had cleared the way for adults before, but he had never encountered such a arrogant crowd.
The guard was also used to being arrogant and glared:
"I asked you to give way. My master has important things to do. If you stand in the way, you are hindering the errands."
The young man sneered:
"Hindering my errands? There are not only 800 but 600 people standing here, and you just come to push me, who are you if you are not bullying me?"
"Yes, you pushed me. Who were you to bully me?"
The middle-aged man in a bamboo hat who was also pushed next to him, holding a big knife, also turned around and faced the guard.
