Peerless Forensic Doctor: Leng Wang's Waste Chai Concubine

Chapter 310 That's His Nian Nian

Cheng Huan got up, clasped his fists and said in a loud voice: "Your Majesty, it is midsummer. If there is a war, the problem of water source will be one of the problems that trouble Xiyue. We don't have so much water to quench the soldiers' thirst. There is no food to return to." It’s easy to say, but there’s no water here, so I’m afraid I won’t be able to hold on for three days, and it’s bound to be a protracted battle, which is not good for me, Xiyue!”

"Yes, Your Majesty." An official immediately echoed: "Although the barbarians are a small tribe, and the area is not as large as the West, but when fighting on the grassland they are familiar with, the barbarians will be better at using the terrain. Pay attention, Xiyue will find it difficult to resist if he draws his salary from the bottom of the pot."

Luo Mingxuan's face darkened a bit, but he didn't refute.

What they said were all issues that he had considered before coming to the border, but it was a knife to move forward, and a knife to retreat. Even if it was not for the people, he had to think about the long-term well-being of Xiyue.

"So your majesty, what I mean is, don't fight, negotiate a peace." Cheng Huan's expression was serious, and his words were serious: "Xiyue needs land and water, but the barbarians need food and shelter. I think... a peace negotiation is the best solution. .”

When Yun Xiran heard this, he couldn't help feeling a little impressed by the general Cheng Huan.

Ordinary generals would lose face when they heard such words, how could there be such a "worse" general who refused to fight?
In fact, it is just the opposite. A general who can think of putting the safety of the people first is the one who has truly experienced all kinds of situations in the world and understands the consequences of the word "war" better.

Blood flowed into rivers, wives were separated, and countless money and manpower were exhausted. What's more, if there is a war, it will not end for a while. This is bound to be a bitter battle.

This general... he sees things thoroughly.

It seems that the cries of the old and young women and children at the gate of the city have finally reached the general's ears.

"Negotiate peace?" As soon as the general's words came out, someone immediately retorted. "Negotiation talks are nice, but those barbarians are rude and stupid, how can they listen to my peace talks in Xiyue?"

"Yes, what's more, the envoys who went to discuss with the barbarians are also a big problem. The language of the barbarians and my language in Xiyue are different, how can we communicate?"

The officials started discussing what General Cheng Huan said just now.

Yun Xiran was sitting on the seat eating snacks, and suddenly remembered that the words spoken by barbarians should be Mongolian, right?
Uh... Mongolian, both she and Luo Mingxuan can speak it.

At that time, it was because Luo Mingxuan waited for too long a blank period after graduating from the higher-level organization, so the two of them made an appointment to go to the grasslands that they had never been to before. Chinese, the two of them learned a lot while strolling and playing.

It's just that I haven't said it for many years, and it may be a little rusty.

Yun Xiran looked at Luo Mingxuan subconsciously, and found that the expression on his handsome face at the moment couldn't tell whether it was happiness or anger, but he still couldn't figure it out.

This matter is also discussed, he can speak Mongolian, but let's not talk about face, how can there be a country's lord who went to make peace before?

Speaking of it, wouldn't it make the younger generations laugh their teeth off.If you don't want to go, the people in Xinjiang are waiting for the water source to support them. If you say "don't go", you don't know how many lives will be lost.

Yun Xiran paused for a moment while pinching the dim sum, and thought about the interests in her heart, then raised her eyes again, and this time happened to meet Luo Mingxuan's gaze.

Luo Mingxuan didn't seem to expect that she would raise her head, and was taken aback for a moment, but she didn't have time to put away her deep thoughts in her beautiful peach eyes.

Yun Xiran made a "boom—" in his heart, and almost instantly understood what he wanted to express.

Luo Mingxuan probably wanted her to take on the role of the messenger.

But after thinking about it carefully, she is indeed the most suitable candidate.

She has no complicated identity, and she is unknown in Xiyue, and besides Luo Mingxuan, she is the most familiar person in this place who is familiar with the Mongolian language.

Anyway, staying in a place like the imperial palace, Zuo is just eating and waiting to die. Since he was brought here, it is not a bad idea to do his best to help the people in the frontier.

Thinking of this, she put down the snack she was eating, and gently wiped the pastry crumbs on her fingertips with an embroidered handkerchief. Under Luo Mingxuan's half-complicated and half-expectant eyes, she paused, raised her hand, said: "I can speak barbarian words."

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, among them the ministers, who were basically unhappy watching the woman discussing matters among the ministers, immediately came out and said loudly: "The language of the barbarians is the most difficult to understand and learn. The way of comparison is different from ours in Xiyue, how can you, a girl who is only about [-] years old, get this kind of thing?"

"That's right, even our most prestigious academy masters may not be able to accurately translate what the barbarians say."

"But she looks very confident... Could it be that she can really speak barbarian language?"

There are praises and criticisms in the words of the officials, and the various remarks are different, but the meaning in the words mostly expresses uncertainty, or very uncertainty.

It's just that the general Cheng Huan, who was sitting in the front position, seemed to have heard something great, his eyes lit up, and he raised his voice, "Girl, can you really speak barbarian language?"

It was not the first time that this group of people had heard the questioning words, but she felt uncomfortable even after hearing it again and again.

It seems that the inherent concept in the minds of this group of people is that what they have learned must be linked to their own age. As long as there is a slight difference, it is definitely not something wrong with their thinking, but that there is something wrong with that person. Something went wrong.

Yun Xiran turned towards the ceiling above her head, rolled her eyes speechlessly, threw the embroidered handkerchief in her hand back casually, and said a bunch of barbaric words to prove whether she could Say.

That series of fluent barbarian dialects was very smooth, and it gave people a very different impression.

The thinking of the people in Xiyue has colored glasses for the barbarian country. "Barbaric" and "rude" are basically labels that the barbarians can't get rid of, let alone the words that come from their mouths up.

Bad names and difficult intonations are a big problem for the people of Xiyue, so Xiyue's impression of the barbarians is always bad.

However, the words spoken from Yun Xiran's mouth were light and agile, like the singing of a yellow warbler in the empty valley. The tone that was supposed to be "extremely vulgar" was not even the slightest vulgarity when she uttered it. On the contrary, it was soft and delicate Hearing that, his mind was shaken.

What Yun Xiran said was actually nothing, it was probably what she ate and what she saw today, although they were the simplest and most basic things, but they laymen couldn't understand them, in short, it was I think she's great.

Sure enough, as soon as Yun Xiran uttered a series of fluent barbarian words, he immediately won the applause of the whole hall.

"The girl is really amazing, she can speak clearly with such a difficult tone!"

"It really is a successor—"

"The people brought by the emperor are really extraordinary, you admire, admire!" And don't forget to flatter Luo Mingxuan while flattering Yun Xiran.

Someone hesitantly raised a question. "It's just... How can this little girl take on the important task of envoy?"

As soon as the words fell, the relaxed faces of the people present became dignified again.

Also, this barbarian has been at odds with Xiyue since many years ago. Although there is also trade between the two countries, there are still countless disputes and disturbances.

An envoy is a person who is ordered to go on a mission, not only to fight against barbarians with the courage and courage of one person to resist thousands of troops, but also to adapt to the situation everywhere, strive for the initiative power everywhere, and hold the initiative in his own hands .

Such a dangerous mission, as long as there is a slight failure in the mind, thought, and reaction, then this time the mission.

So such a thing, let a young girl do it...

Everyone felt something was wrong.

Yun Xiran was a little unhappy——

Damn it, in this poor place, there are two people who can speak barbarian language, one is Luo Mingxuan and the other is her. In short, it is impossible for Luo Mingxuan to go by himself, so he can only let her go.

Such a person who can speak barbarian dialects, be adaptable and witty, the whole world will belong to her, how can this group of people not be satisfied?

"Pa——" Yun Xiran lifted the lid of the teacup on one side and put it on the table, making a crisp sound, which scared many people present Jump.

"Should we go? Do the common people still want to drink water? Do you still want a peaceful way to solve the problem?" Yun Xiran raised her brows upside down, showing obvious impatience on her face. "Go as soon as you go, if you don't go, you don't go, and here again, you look like a girl, are you annoying?"

Inside the hall, there was a deathly silence.

Yun Xiran didn't care what they were thinking, looked directly at Luo Mingxuan, hooked her red lips, and said arrogantly: "I'll go, and you will prepare for it, tell me when you're ready, and then you can go. "

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Luo Mingxuan to say anything else, she directly picked up the plate containing pastries, picked it up, and walked out.

The guard at the door wanted to intercept him, but when he received the gaze of the man in the dragon robe, he stopped moving, and stood aside respectfully with his head bowed.

"This, this..." A minister didn't find his voice for a long time, and the expression on his face changed again and again, extremely deep.

How could there be a girl who said such things from the very beginning?

But... such a girl might really be able to understand the group of barbarians!

On the other hand, Luo Mingxuan thought that the expression on his face would be as unbelievable as theirs, but in the end, Luo Mingxuan had a helpless expression of "knowing this earlier".

The handsome face that always wore a cynical smile, now had a helpless smile, and there was a bit of indulgent pampering in those twinkling peach eyes.

That was his Nian Nian, what he should have looked like.

(End of this chapter)