0p0 Chapter 170 Envoy
Chapter 170 Envoy
Upon hearing Zhao Hai's words, Zhao Ying's expression became even more solemn.
He knew that masters in the martial arts world often acted mysteriously and were difficult to fathom.
Acting rashly might backfire.
So he nodded and said to Zhao Hai, "Yes, you're right. We do need to proceed with caution. You must make sure everything is foolproof before you act."
Zhao Hai accepted the order and left, and the hall returned to calm once again.
However, Zhao Ying's emotions remained unsettled for a long time, as he felt that this matter was of utmost importance.
Why did King Lingzhen personally take to the field instead of staying behind to oversee things?
He looked at the sky outside the door in the distance, still unable to understand.
In another corner of the palace, several ministers were also quietly discussing the matter.
They knew Emperor Zhao Ying's temperament and character well, and knew that Liu Lingzhen's breakthrough to the peak of the Great Yuan Realm would inevitably attract His Majesty's high attention.
Just as the ministers in the main hall were discussing the matter, a eunuch hurriedly entered.
"Your Majesty, an envoy has been sent from the Xia Dynasty!" The eunuch's voice carried a hint of tension and urgency.
The Xia Dynasty was a neighboring state to the west of Qin, and the two countries had long-standing disputes over territory and resources.
The Xia Dynasty has sent envoys to probe the Qin state's intentions.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Ying frowned. He knew without a doubt that the arrival of this envoy might bring even greater trouble to the Qin state.
"What are your thoughts on the envoys sent from the Xia Dynasty?"
Zhao Ying looked at the ministers in the hall, anticipating their answers.
The ministers in the hall fell into deep thought once again.
They all knew that the Xia Dynasty's strength was not to be underestimated, and that if they did not handle their relationship with the Xia Dynasty properly, it could very well trigger a major war.
So they all started to speak, offering various opinions and suggestions.
"Your Majesty, I believe we should first understand the true intentions of the Xia Dynasty's envoy."
An elderly man dressed in civil official robes stepped forward.
He was the foreign minister of the Qin state and had extensive experience in handling international relations.
Zhao Ying nodded, agreeing with the old man's opinion.
"So, what do you think we should do in response?"
After a moment of contemplation, the old man replied, "I believe we should treat the envoy with courtesy and understand his true intentions before making a decision."
If the Xia Dynasty is willing to coexist peacefully with us, we can consider negotiating with them.
If the Xia Dynasty intends to provoke us or start a war, we should be prepared to respond.
Zhao Ying nodded after listening to the old man's words, finding the suggestion to be very reasonable.
But he also knew that simply understanding the envoy's intentions was not enough; he had to be prepared to deal with all sorts of situations.
He then turned to the other ministers in the hall. "My esteemed ministers, do you have any further opinions or suggestions?"
The ministers in the hall began to speak again, proposing various strategies and plans for dealing with the Xia Dynasty envoys.
Some believed that border defenses should be strengthened to prevent the Xia Dynasty from taking advantage of the situation to invade.
Some believed that skilled individuals should be dispatched to secretly protect the envoy's safety.
Others believed that a generous gift should be prepared for the envoy as a sign of goodwill...
As Zhao Ying listened to his ministers' speeches, he gradually formed a plan in his mind.
He was well aware that these suggestions and countermeasures all contained their own wisdom and considerations.
However, its implementation requires adapting to the specific circumstances and being flexible.
He slightly raised his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet, and then said, "I have decided to immediately strengthen the border defenses to ensure that nothing goes wrong."
At the same time, we dispatched skilled individuals to secretly protect the safety of the Xia Dynasty envoys, as a sign of the courtesy and respect shown by our Great Qin.
As for the generous gifts, Grand Tutor Zhao Yao, you must personally prepare them, ensuring that the Xia Dynasty envoys feel the sincerity and strength of our Great Qin.”
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yao immediately bowed and replied, "Your subject obeys the decree and will certainly not fail Your Majesty's trust."
Zhao Ying nodded in satisfaction, his gaze sweeping over each of the ministers present, his eyes filled with trust and expectation.
"My beloved ministers, today's meeting is of great importance. I hope you will each perform your duties diligently and contribute to the prosperity and peace of the Great Qin."
Zhao Ying's words carried an inspiring power, which invigorated all the ministers present, filling them with high spirits and fighting spirit.
After saying this, he lightly flicked his sleeve and turned to walk towards the dragon throne.
Just as he was about to sit on the dragon throne, he stopped and turned to look at his ministers again, his voice gentle yet firm.
"Dismiss the court. I will summon the Xia Dynasty envoy to the palace for an audience once I am ready."
As Zhao Ying finished speaking, the officials in the hall bowed and shouted in unison, "Respectfully seeing off Your Majesty!"
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Zhao Ying slowly stood up and strode out of the main hall.
His shadow stretched long in the sunlight, making him appear exceptionally tall and imposing.
As Zhao Ying left, the atmosphere in the hall gradually relaxed.
The ministers began to talk among themselves, discussing the specific plans and implementation details for the next steps.
The entire palace has returned to its former order and tranquility.
But everyone knew in their hearts that this contest with the Xia Dynasty had only just begun.
Ling Kingdom, Nanyang City.
King Ling sat on the throne in the center of the hall, his expression solemn and dignified.
The generals seated below held their breath, awaiting the historian's report.
At this moment, the historian hurriedly entered the main hall and respectfully kowtowed.
"Greetings, King Spirit."
King Ling slightly raised his hand, his voice steady and powerful.
"No need for formalities. Quickly report on the progress of the Battle of Nanyang."
The historian felt a mix of emotions upon hearing this, but still responded truthfully.
"King Ling, in the Battle of Nanyang, our Ling Kingdom's soldiers suffered extremely heavy losses."
The King of Spirits clenched his fists involuntarily, his eyes revealing deep sorrow.
"I understand. My soldiers have made tremendous sacrifices for the country. But tell me the details of the battle immediately, without missing a single one."
The historian's voice trembled slightly as he began to recount the events in detail. "Outside Nanyang City, the soldiers of my Ling Kingdom fought bravely and fearlessly."
Despite knowing that the enemy outnumbered them, they still fought valiantly and vowed to defend their homeland to the death.
The battlefield outside Nanyang City is soaked in the blood of soldiers on every inch of land.
Tears welled in the King of Spirit's eyes as he took a deep breath, suppressing his grief.
"I ask you, what is the extent of our army's casualties?"
The historian silently lowered his head, his voice low and heavy.
"Your Majesty, I report with deep sorrow that, according to post-war statistics, the number of our soldiers killed in action reached over six thousand."
The number of injured is countless, with the seriously injured suffering broken limbs and many having lost the ability to fight again, requiring long-term careful recuperation.
Even those with minor injuries had their battle robes stained with blood. Although they could manage to move forward, they would need time to recover their strength.
On the battlefield, battle flags were tattered and fluttered in the wind, blood-stained armor was scattered everywhere, a sense of tragic grandeur pervaded the air, and a pervasive feeling of sorrow lingered.
A deathly silence fell over the hall, and all the ministers wore sorrowful expressions as they mourned the fallen warriors.
Upon hearing this, King Ling stood up, closed his eyes for a moment, took a deep breath, and spoke with a tone that was hard to swallow but firm and powerful.
"My soldiers may have been defeated, but they were still honorable. Their blood was not shed in vain."
The order was issued to provide generous compensation to the families of the fallen soldiers and to do everything possible to treat the wounded.
This battle is just the beginning; the Kingdom of Ling will not be defeated so easily.
I hereby promise that as long as I am alive, I will never allow the Qin army to set foot in Ling Kingdom.
Upon hearing this, the historian felt a surge of respect and emotion.
"Your Majesty is wise. Your subject will record the bravery and sacrifice of the soldiers in detail, so that they may be forever recorded in history for future generations to admire and inspire the people of Ling Kingdom to continue to strive forward."
The Spirit King nodded slightly, gazing into the distance, as if planning for the future.
Amidst the solemn atmosphere within the main hall, a resolute and indomitable will was subtly revealed, seemingly foreshadowing the future glory and victory of the Spirit Kingdom.
On the other side, Hua Lingxing overused the Linglong Sword Formation.
After clashing head-on with Zi Yan, a powerful expert at the Great Yuan Realm, his already battered body suffered even more, and his injuries became extremely serious.
She was rushed back to her room and lay on the bed, barely breathing and as pale as paper.
Inside the room, Xiaoman was focused on healing Hua Lingxing.
He carefully removed Hua Lingxing's outer garment, leaving only a thin pocket covering her body.
He then skillfully took out gold needles from the needle pouch and precisely inserted them into various acupoints on Hua Lingxing's body.
At this moment, Hua Lingxing's entire body was covered with slender golden needles, as if she were surrounded by golden light.
In fact, at the very beginning, Xiaoman did not have the courage to treat Hua Lingxing.
Although he had grown into a young man, he couldn't help feeling a little uneasy and anxious when facing his beloved Sister Yang.
After all, he had been taught all sorts of knowledge by his little girl since he was a child, and he was already well aware of the differences between men and women.