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Chapter 633: It's a happy thing!

~5 min read 1,000 words

Before they could go out to check, upon hearing the commotion, Tongchen, who had turned back to glance again, rushed in anxiously, "Your Majesty, Lord Weini and Lord Xiaojin are fighting at the gate!"

Great King: ……

Are they already at the rebellious age of tearing down houses?

Those who had a request didn't dare to run away, but merely retreated a bit toward the gate, closely watching the battle, when a black-clad youth suddenly came flying out of the hall. Why say 'flew'? Because his speed was swift, like a gust of wind, and without a word he stepped forward and slapped him with one palm—then…… the two huge beings, many times his size, honestly and truly separated…… separated……

The Wusun people drew a sharp breath; indeed the rumor was true. Seeing is believing—this newly risen figure in the Central Plains is a ruthless character!

The Great King handed over water, chased up and slapped them twice before stopping. "What are you two doing! Tearing down houses? If you dare to tear down houses today, you'll dare to steal homes tomorrow! You've rebelled against heaven!"

Zhao Bao, who had just run out: ……

The two groups of Aunt Liu: ……

Wei Shen swayed out from behind, loving the spectacle, "Exactly! A beating will make them obedient!" Xiaojin and Weini both looked up at him—you really aren't a good person!

The Great King paced around anxiously, and only after seeing no cracks or damage did he relax. Anything broken here would have to pay a heavy price! He had just replaced a plaque worth 950,000 taels of silver, so he had the most say.

"Didn't I say before, you two are half-brothers, one family—what are you fighting about? Are you crazy?!"

"No one else knows, but Baili Meng at the gate disagrees with that—you and those southern rebel kings, aren't you all brothers, uncles, nephews? And even those sharing the same father!"

The Great King, hands behind his back, seemed imposing as he circled the two of them, "You two are beasts; the outside world is your vast ocean—do I teach you to fight with brothers at home?" Seeing the half ear of corn on the ground, he guessed the culprit of this battle.

"Or is it because of a corn—should we throw or not… bear and xiong!"

The Great King bent down, picked up the forgotten corn on the ground, split it into two pieces, and placed them on the heads of the two. "Wear them, stand at the gate and reflect for two hours. Anyone who moves won't get dinner today!"

Those two actually stayed put, squatting honestly. After the big show, there finally was a break, and Baili Meng hurried over to pay his respects.

The Great King changed his creditor's face, smiled, called out, and led the way into the hall.

Lantai Hall is not a place for receiving guests, but there is also an audience hall. The Great King sat high on the throne, first expressing concern for the Hengshan King's health; his manner made Baili Meng think his father and this young emperor were close friends.

He exerted himself with all his might—how could this youngster have so much worldly wisdom at such a young age? For a moment, one couldn't tell his attitude toward Hengshan.

After everyone exchanged pleasantries, they finally got to the point. The Great King asked the two groups why they had rushed to Youzhou.

Baili Meng was no longer in a hurry this time. Unable to gauge the Great King's character, he let the Wusun people come first. Putting together two groups that have nothing in common for an audience is already strange, and this young emperor himself is hard to read, so he wants to take another look.

The Great King also spoke bluntly, directly naming the Wusun: "Alright, let the Wusun speak first. I heard you just left Yumen Pass and hadn't even exited Shanyang Pass before turning back?"

That group of Wusun people didn't have thoughts as complicated as Baili Meng's; before coming, they had already unified their stance. Upon hearing this, several envoys kowtowed repeatedly. The Great King saw that their ambitions were not small!

"Your Majesty! We Wusun previously paid tribute to the Northern Border, and now that you have ascended the throne, we also pay tribute to the Great Jin. The Wusun are now in dire straits—you cannot ignore us!"

The Great King chuckled to himself—indeed.

He showed concern on the surface, gesturing for the Wusun envoy to continue.

"Don't you know, Your Majesty, that in the far southwest of our Wusun lands there is a powerful empire called the Kushan Empire? The Kushan Empire has recently been active, constantly invading northward, and lately even directly slaughtered the caravans of Kangju and Wusun, even attempting to annex Kangju and Wusun."

This time the Great King really laughed out loud in his heart! Oh dear—if the Western Regions were always peaceful and stable, while I'm in dire straits, I'd be psychologically unbalanced; now hearing that you're also doing poorly makes me feel much better.

Great King's surface: frown·JPG

The Wusun envoy saw the Great King's solemn expression and pressed on: "Your Majesty, you should know that we Wusun are a vassal state of the Great Jin, paying tribute to the Great Jin; if the Kushan Empire gains an advantage, that would be a challenge to your majesty!"

The Great King chuckled inwardly—you're not sovereign states, yet now vassal states dare to say that!?

It was already clear that the situation in Wusun was likely serious; looking at their frantic state, there was absolutely no calmness in their words.

This guy looked troubled: "……It's already a struggle to get you to hand over 100,000 taels of silver and 10,000 sheep each year—what, the Kushan's eyelids are shallow!"

Wusun envoy: ……

Baili Meng: ……

What do you mean by that!

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【End-of-year super busy, waiting for my vacation to return to double updates~(=^▽^=)】

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