RPAGF Chapter 277 Digging each other’s traps
Chapter 277 Digging each other’s traps
A sneer suddenly sounded in the hall.
"Oh, I thought it was some extraordinary grain? That's it? You want to exchange five cities of Dasheng for 500 kilograms of grain? Your Beirong country has such a big appetite, aren't you afraid of being stuffed to death? Father, if I had known that this thing was so valuable, how about Dasheng giving Beirong a thousand kilograms in exchange for ten cities?"
Si Heng picked up the wine glass and drank it all, still looking nonchalant.
"How ridiculous! Is this your country's way of entertaining guests? We have come here with sincerity to form an alliance, yet you actually insult us, the Northern Rong, in this way?" Not getting the expected result, the Northern envoy became angry and humiliated.
I originally thought that if I took out this grain seed, the emperor of Dasheng would definitely be tempted.
Now looking at the prince in front of him, and even the ministers of Dasheng present, they all seemed to look down upon the sweet potato seeds of Beirong.
Even the emperor of Dasheng had an unclear attitude.
According to the information Bei Rong obtained from Dasheng, Dasheng only has a few kinds of staple food, and the output is not high.
Food is the foundation of a country. The envoys from Beirong didn't believe that Dasheng could really resist such a temptation.
The other party is just playing hard to get.
"Your Excellency's words are too polite. Our Dasheng is a country of etiquette and guests are regarded as guests. We will naturally not neglect the envoys of any country. However, if your country really wants to form an alliance, it should show sincerity. The condition of exchanging food for cities is really harsh..." The Minister of Rites coughed lightly and stood up to express his position at the right time.
"How can this be called harsh? This is robbery! Why? You Beirong people are allowed to take 500 kilograms of grain seeds in exchange for five cities of Dasheng. But you Dasheng people are not allowed to take 1,000 kilograms of grain seeds in exchange for ten cities of yours. Who is looking down on whom? You Beirong people are so nice. It's obviously robbery, but you still want to give us 500 kilograms of grain seeds. Tsk tsk tsk tsk..."
Si Heng interrupted the Minister of Rites in a sarcastic tone, and laughter immediately broke out from the audience.
The Ninth Prince seems to be out of tune and speaks harshly on weekdays, but it is quite satisfying to face those barbarians from Beirong at this critical moment.
Qin Tiaotiao secretly gave Si Heng a thumbs up. He had learned the essence of speaking.
As expected, the more I spend time with my sister, the better I become at being sarcastic.
Qin Ruo curled the corners of her lips and smiled silently in her heart.
The country's territory must not be violated. This should be the consensus whether in the past or in the present Great Sheng Dynasty.
People who know Si Heng know that Si Heng is going to set a trap for the other party as soon as they see this posture.
"The grain varieties of my Dasheng are several times more productive than yours. I am giving you enough face by exchanging 500 kilograms for your five cities!" The Beirong envoy glared at them. He did not expect that the Ninth Prince of Dasheng would jump out and make trouble.
"Okay, stop arguing! Regarding the alliance, I need to think about it again..."
"Your princes of Dasheng are only good at verbal battles. If you Dasheng can produce a thousand kilograms of our high-yield grains, we Beirong, and we Beirong give up ten cities, what's wrong? If you Dasheng can't produce it, you can cede ten cities to us Beirong, do you dare?"
The third prince of Beirong, who came with the diplomatic delegation, rudely interrupted Emperor Jingzhao and challenged Si Heng with an extremely arrogant attitude.
The Emperor of Beirong arranged for him to go on a diplomatic mission to Dasheng, naturally wanting to use this opportunity to give him some experience.
The grains brought by the envoys were unique to the Northern Kingdom. Not to mention that Dasheng didn't have them, even countries like Nanyue and Xiliang didn't have them.
The third prince of Beirong wanted to set a trap for Si Heng and deliberately used provocation.
Before coming to Da Sheng, the Third Prince had read the information about several princes of Da Sheng.
The man in front of him is the ninth son of Emperor Dasheng, a notorious playboy with immoral behavior. Provoking him is the best way to deal with him.
"You are teasing me! What are you afraid of? I am afraid you will act like a rogue! Is this thing valuable? I have plenty of money, I will buy it later..."
"How dare you! How can you use the city of Dasheng as a bet? Old Nine, shut up." Emperor Jing Zhao scolded Si Heng harshly.
Emperor Jing Zhao was quite savvy at this moment, cooperating with Si Heng to perform the play perfectly.
"Ninth Prince, you shouldn't act like this in an occasion like this. As for the matter of exchanging grain for cities that you just mentioned from the Beirong envoy, let's put it aside for now." The Minister of Rites cupped his hands, looking as if he was trying to smooth things over.
The ministers below were all shrewd people, how could they not see that the Emperor and the Ninth Prince were setting a trap for the Beirong envoy?
The ministers who were trying to "advise" the Ninth Prince to be more restrained immediately became even more enthusiastic in talking.
"I've already said that it's useless to just argue. You still dare to say that you can exchange a thousand kilograms of sweet potato seeds for ten cities in Beirong. Hahaha..."
"Who do you say doesn't dare? Do you think I'm afraid of you for just a thousand kilograms of grain seeds? It's not like my Dasheng can't afford to lose ten cities." Si Heng demonstrated the temperament of a dandy boy to the fullest.
"Messenger from Beirong, please think twice. Show mercy when you can..." The Minister of Rites looked terrified and wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.
"Okay! That's what you said. I agree! If you can produce a thousand kilograms of our Beirong grain within three days, I will give you ten cities in Dasheng. Please also ask the envoys of various countries present to be witnesses, so that no one will deny it later. Come and draw up the treaty. I have made this bet."
The third prince didn't even look at the Minister of Rites and ordered someone to put down his writing.
"Your Highness, you can't..." The representative of the Beirong envoy group always felt that the atmosphere was wrong, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.
"Oh, it seems that you have no say in the city of Beirong. I advise you not to be so stubborn. You have lost your way after drinking some of our wine. Next time, why don't you invite the prince of your country to negotiate the terms, so as to save me from wasting my words."
Si Heng glanced at him sideways, and his tone was so infuriating that it made the blood of the Third Prince of Beirong rush to his head.
In Beirong Kingdom, the prince is putting pressure on you everywhere. You can't do this or that, which is already frustrating enough.
If I can capture the ten cities of Dasheng today without any soldiers, I will go back and see who among those old guys in the court dares to say that I am not as good as the prince.
"Shut up! I'll take responsibility for anything that happens!" The third prince angrily scolded the envoy. The representatives of the Beirong envoy group could not persuade him and had to do as he was told.
It was not until the two of them signed the agreement and put their fingerprints on it that the Third Prince felt that he had won and his expression finally relaxed.
The hearts of the courtiers of Dasheng, which had just been hanging in the air, finally settled down.
He even ignored his colleagues who had been incompatible with him in the court in the past and raised his glasses to cheer.
"My old man is used to making trouble every day, and I can't control him anymore. You Beirong are so generous to give me ten cities in Dasheng, it would be impolite for me to refuse. The bet has been made today, and I can't let you wait for another three days, which would delay your return to Beirong. Come on, bring the things up."
Emperor Jing Zhao's eyes were filled with smiles, and he was in high spirits and ordered people to get sweet potatoes.