After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

Chapter 322 The Yanshu Incident
At this time, there was silence in the courtyard.

Lin Zhiyu put the note close to the candle and let the flames lick a corner of the note until it turned into ashes.

Is this what Chu Nianshan and Zhou Zijin agreed upon?

Lin Zhiyu's dark eyes reflected the dancing candlelight, and the emotions in his eyes were unclear.

It is undeniable that if Zhou Tingchen died in Xirong, those veterans would definitely help Zhou Zijin ascend to the throne in order to ensure the royal bloodline.

But if this happens, some people will inevitably criticize, saying that Zhou Zijin and Xirong have an unclear relationship.

And, will Xirong admit his fault?

Emperor Yong'an was very dissatisfied with the incident at Baihu Camp before. If such an incident were added...

I am afraid that there will be another national war.

Lin Zhiyu had to admit that Zhuang Younan's words still had a certain impact on her.

In a national war, more people will die.

Why do you feel that your path is becoming more and more confusing?
Lin Zhiyu accidentally caught a glimpse of the plate of snacks handed over by Qiao Xiu during the day.

Qiaoxiu felt Lin Zhiyu's gaze: "Yan Ruyun sent this, saying that the older girl likes it."

What Yan Ruyun meant was what Zhou Tingchen meant.

Why bother?
"Dong dong dong."

"Who?"

Lin Zhiyu was startled by the sudden knock on the door.

Qiaoxiu stood up and opened the door, and Zhao Sanmei's face was revealed from behind the door.

"I couldn't sleep. Seeing that the light was still on in your room, I wanted to come over and talk to you."

Zhao Sanmei sat down next to Lin Zhiyu carelessly.

Lin Zhiyu poured her a glass of water: "Talk to me. Maybe you won't be able to sleep after listening to me."

Zhao Sanmei did not drink the glass of water, but stared at the expression on Lin Zhiyu's face with her big eyes and fluttering eyelashes.

"You look like this, maybe you have encountered something difficult, right?"

Lin Zhiyu laughed: "You can see all this."

"Your thoughts are written on your face, okay?" Zhao Sanmei leaned back with an expression that understood the whole situation.

"Your eyes are weak and your thoughts are not here. Even a fool can see that."

Zhao Sanmei saw the sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the table again, grabbed a piece and stuffed it into her mouth: "Didn't Brother Yan buy this? Your name as a demon concubine is really not groundless!"

The string in Lin Zhiyu's mind was gently plucked: "Third sister, what do you think a demon concubine usually does?"

Zhao Sanmei choked on the pastry before she could swallow it. She finally recovered and exclaimed in surprise: "You really want to be a demon concubine!"

"I was just asking."

Lin Zhiyu smiled and encouraged her.

Zhao Sanmei looked at the other party suspiciously, and suddenly laughed: "Yes, you have such a demon concubine's face, it is really a waste if you don't put it to good use.

Anyway, I have only seen it in story books. She is a demon concubine. She is just like that. She uses small tricks to make the king happy and forget about Shu. She doesn't care about the government. She only wants to be a romantic ghost!

The most important point is that whatever she says is what she says. This is the highest state of the demon concubine! "

Lin Zhiyu nodded thoughtfully.

……

As the sky dawned, Lin Zhiyu stepped into the palace wearing formal clothes.

Lin Wei was accompanying him, and when he was about to pass through the Gate of Supreme Harmony, he was stopped by the eunuch.

"Your Majesty has ordered that only Mr. Lin can enter. General, please move to Wuying Hall and sit down for a while."

Lin Wei looked at his sister's thin figure, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

This time he entered the palace to formally discuss the matter of Yan and millet with Xirong.

It is said that many veterans hold objections.

As a girl, can she really handle it? Lin Zhiyu nodded slightly to Lin Wei.

Lin Wei's heart dropped: "Please, father-in-law, lead the way."

Ahead was the Hall of Supreme Harmony. Lin Zhiyu arranged his clothes and climbed up the stairs.

"The envoy of the State of Qin, Lin Zhiyu, has arrived——"

The eunuch in charge of the communication had a shrill voice, and all the courtiers inside turned to look at the visitor.

Lin Zhiyu knelt on his knees, folded his hands, raised them above his head, and bent down: "Lin Zhiyu, envoy of the State of Qin, is here to see your majesty."

"No gift."

Lin Zhiyu stood up without being humble or arrogant.

The scattered chatter around them was particularly clear in the hall.

"She's really a girl!"

"What does Qin mean? A woman can actually come to negotiate on behalf of a big country? Who are you looking down on?"

"Her reputation in Qin is not very good. What qualifications does she have?"

Lin Zhiyu didn't even frown while listening to these discussions.

Emperor Yong'an squinted his eyes and looked at the little man in front of him again.

He gave the order specifically just to see if Lin Zhiyu dared to walk to the Hall of Supreme Harmony alone.

When the leading eunuch explained the situation in his ear, Emperor Yong'an really had a changed opinion of Lin Zhiyu.

In this hall, there were many senior ministers with high positions, all of whom had been in the officialdom for decades. She was still calm and composed when being stared at by so many pairs of malicious eyes.

Not bad.

Emperor Yong'an approved in his heart.

After the discussion in the hall gradually subsided, Lin Zhiyu cleared his throat and said: "I came here because of the Yan millet matter. The King of Qin intends to promote cultivation nationwide. If your Majesty allows it, our country will I am willing to form an alliance with Xirong and share trade routes with each other.

I wonder, Your Majesty, what do you think? "

The girl's unique gentle voice fell on the silent ground, and her words were clear. There was a bit of tenacity in the words that ordinary women did not have, and it had the power to break through the fog.

Emperor Yong'an turned his eyes to the courtiers: "Everyone, do you have any opinions?"

Before the last note could even be heard, an old minister with a full beard eagerly took a step forward, holding a wat board in his hand: "I have an objection."

Emperor Yong'an raised his eyelids.

"The people of Qin State still hold grudges about the fictitious incident at Baihu Camp. Will they really accept our kindness?
What's more, once the trade route opens, it is inevitable that some craftsmen will sneak in. I feel that the Qin State is ambitious and wants to swallow Xirong bit by bit! "

After saying this, there was silence in the hall.

Lin Zhiyu took a look at the old minister's clothes. The bright red official robe was embroidered with bird patches. It seemed that he was a civil servant.

No wonder he speaks so sharply.

With the first person, there will be the second and the third.

"I second the proposal. The Qin State is in a period of civil strife. How can we be convinced by promising so many benefits with empty words?"

"I second the motion. You don't even know the whole story of a thing, and you still want us to help him? It's simply a dream!"

Lin Zhiyu's heart was beating loudly, but it didn't show on his face.

Once she shows her intention to retreat at this time, this matter will probably not be accomplished.

After Emperor Yong'an quietly listened to the complaints of the courtiers, he looked at Lin Zhiyu with a hint of curiosity in his tone.

"Master Lin, what do you think?"

This was the reason why Emperor Yong'an chose to let Lin Zhiyu discuss this matter in the court.

If you can convince the courtiers, the Yanshu seeds will naturally be given to you.

But if you can't be convinced, then let this matter go as it is.

After all, what they said is true.