C53 (1/2)
She was stunned for a long time, unable to say a single word.
The manor door opened as the attendant and his horse waited outside. There were a few pedestrians passing by on the street, breaking the silence of the early morning.
”Alright, alright.”
Xie Heng handed the lantern back to her, ”You still haven't woken up yet, right? ”Go back and rest up. In the future, don't get up so early, you'll have to deal with the matters of the mansion. If you're too tired, where can I find a steward who doesn't need a month's money?”
Wen Jiu, ”...”
He was an official of the third rank after all. He was once a rich man, but now, he was poor like this!
”Go back.”
Xie Heng patted her shoulders, walked to the door and jumped on his horse.
The youth's red robe fluttered in the wind, and his appearance was absolutely beautiful.
Wen Jiu ran a few steps and stood by the door shouting: ”Step by step, you have achieved what you wanted, brother!”
Wen Jiu had also once been an outstanding individual, her tongue trembling like a lotus flower.
But in front of this youth, it seemed as if she had really returned to being 15 years old. She was tongue-tied, and even her reaction was slow by half a beat.
The youth reined in the morning light and glanced back. The corner of his mouth unconsciously curled up.
Step by step, he barely made it.
All that the people of this world had in their lives was just a wish.
Xie Heng was no exception.
Conference Hall.
This was the first time Xie Heng had participated in politics. Before the Great Jin envoys entered the hall, Zhao Yi specially took a look at them and asked, ”How is Fellow Xie recovering?”
It was a sign of the high price of favors.
Xie Heng stepped out and replied indifferently, ”There's no problem.”
Everyone's impression of him stopped at the appearance of the evil and bloody aura surrounding his body. Looking at it now, it was obvious that his appearance was like a poem or painting.
Zhao Yi said, ”That's good.” He couldn't find anything else to say either.
Compared to the last time Xie Heng came to the Conference Hall, the hundreds of civil and military officials were especially quiet this time.
It was a good thing that an attendant standing outside the hall informed him in a timely manner: ”Great Jin envoy requests an audience.”
Only then did everyone's expressions change.
Old Emperor waved his hand, ”Xuan.”
The Great Jin envoy, Warranty, was a boorish man in his forties. He was the younger brother of the king of Great Jin, Warranty Valley, who had just lost his life in Changning River.
The two attendants behind him were also tall and sturdy. The moment they entered, they were like a tall mountain, comparing the weak officials of the Great Yan to short men.
”Has the Great Yan emperor already decided to make my Great Jin his enemy?”
Warranty entered the hall in unison without a bow and went straight to the point. ”For a brat who doesn't know the limits of heaven and earth, you want to break all relations between the two countries from now on?”
Xie Heng caressed her sleeves and her clothes flew in the air. Warrick, who had been walking forward in large strides, suddenly dropped to her knees in the middle of the hall.
At this time, Warrick had just finished speaking.
This scene happened rather suddenly.
The officials could not react in time.
”What did you say?”
Xie Heng turned around, and his handsome face sank, ”Your Great Jin exceeds a hundred thousand iron cavalry, and you still dare to say that you two countries are on friendly terms? Was my brain eaten by a dog? ”
All the ministers were shocked.
Great Yan had been suppressed by Great Jin for many years, and every time a Great Jin envoy came to Dijing, everyone was racking their brains trying to think of a way to make the people from Great Jin happy. Lowering their voices was normal, even if you kneeled down to be his grandson, it would still be useless.
After all these years, it was not easy being an official in the Great Yan.
and directly beat him down on the Conference Hall.
It was the first time.