Chapter 881

"It's just that I don't know if the Great Qin side will agree to this."

Facing Li Er's skepticism, Fang Xuanling gritted his teeth.

"Us guessing here doesn't count for anything. This matter can only be settled by asking Zhang Juzheng. As long as he agrees, there shouldn't be any problem."

Last night, the two of them had just discussed the need to communicate more with Zhang Juzheng.

He is the Prime Minister of Great Qin; his words carry weight, and he can make decisions to a certain extent.

As long as it does not go against Qin Mu's wishes, he should agree to it.

The current Li Er still has lingering fears regarding Qin Mu and dares not deal with him lightly anymore.

Dealing with Qin Mu is too damaging!

"Xuanling, then hurry and make an appointment with Zhang Juzheng; let's go to the Dengping Pavilion again tonight. Right, you must prepare a generous gift, and you should choose it yourself. It must be something that truly wins his favor!" At this moment, Zhang Juzheng had become the straw Li Er was clutching to save his life.

There was no other way; the matter of the Siamese prisoners of war was related to the Great Tang's next major strategy.

It was too important!

Before coming to Great Qin this time, Li Er had not even realized this.

It wasn't until that day, when he saw the iron furnaces cast by Great Qin and learned the price, that he discovered Great Tang was actually already in deep danger.

Constantly attacked by Great Qin's cheap goods, the people of Great Tang would sooner or later all run off to Great Qin!

Fang Xuanling nodded solemnly.

"Old Li, rest assured and stay at the relay station. I will go and inquire first about what Zhang Juzheng likes most."

Being prime ministers of their respective nations, the gap was now apparent.

Fang Xuanling had to ponder Zhang Juzheng's preferences and personally select a heavy gift to present to him.

Although he felt a bit uncomfortable in his heart.

But this was a matter of national importance; Fang Xuanling dared not be negligent and could only do his best!

Li Er remained alone at the relay station to rest.

When he was alone, it was always hard for his heart to settle down.

Over these past few years, Li Er had thought his cultivation of self-restraint had reached perfection, that he could calm his heart whenever he wished.

But now, he realized it was still far from enough.

Just guessing at Zhang Juzheng's possible attitude made Li Er endlessly restless.

That was something he could not control.

He hated this kind of situation where he could control nothing.

To put it bluntly, Zhang Juzheng was just working for Qin Mu. Whether he would agree to the Great Tang's request still depended on Qin Mu's attitude.

Li Er was pondering whether Qin Mu would actually agree.

It was just buying some Siamese prisoners of war, after all.

To Great Qin, this was a trivial matter.

Great Qin had occupied so many places. He had heard before that they had been selling Goguryeo rioters to the Japanese islands.

Since they could be sold to the Japanese islands, selling them to Great Tang seemed plausible.

Just like that, Li Er lay in the room at the relay station, his mind filled with these repetitive, aimless thoughts.

He really needed these prisoners of war too much!

Without these people, the goods produced by Great Tang would never be able to compete with Great Qin on cost.

Wait!

Li Er suddenly realized a serious problem.

Great Qin itself did not rely heavily on these prisoners of war!

Up until now, the prisoners of war Great Qin had used seemed to be only those from the army of the Harsha Empire.

If they used so many, why keep selling them off?

Then how did Great Qin manage to keep costs so low?

He couldn't figure it out!

Qin Mu, oh Qin Mu, you are truly impossible to guess!

Back then, how could he have missed out on such a heaven-sent talent?

It was only those thirty thousand captives.

To the point that the Great Qin Empire he built with his own hands now made things difficult for Great Tang at every turn?

What on earth is packed inside this guy's head?

How could he be so miraculous? So impossible to fathom?