"General Hetu seems so dissatisfied, is he seeking an explanation from Great Chu?"
He had to first understand the person’s intentions in order to respond appropriately.
Hetu paid no mind to the underlying reasons, opening his mouth like a lion: "The Emperor of Great Chu is indeed generous. It is a fact that General Hera died in Great Chu. For the sake of peace between the two nations, I, on behalf of His Majesty of Beirong, humbly request compensation, naly the territories of Spring Province and Cloud Province."
"Absolutely impossible." Li Chongjin imdiately recognized Beirong’s true intentions.
It’s important to understand that these two state governnt offices are no longer desolate lands as they once were; they were chosen by Great Chu as places to train cavalry and station troops.
Their positions are suitable for trade exchanges, and the area is expansive.
"Hmph, Hera was killed by a woman, yet they still dare ask for city compensation." The Great Prince also felt aggrieved.
Li Chongjin considered even further.
Beirong must have seen the potential of Great Chu’s cavalry and realized that if Great Chu continues to develop, Beirong might eventually fall behind and face national ruin.
Why not seize this opportunity to assassinate Chu Heng first, then incite war, taking advantage of the short ti since trade between the two countries began.
Make Great Chu engage in additional battles to deplete their strength.
He glanced worriedly at Emperor Xuanming, eyes filled with deep thought.
Fearing that his father would support seeking peace.
"General Hetu sure has a great appetite." Emperor Xuanming’s voice revealed no emotion, standing above, gazing down at Hetu, and squinting slightly: "Presumably, General Hetu cannot decide this matter. Why not return to communicate with the Beirong Emperor and talk again?"
"Soone, escort General Hetu back to his camp. As for General Hera’s body, does Your Majesty need soone to help handle it?"
Hetu squinted, his fierce eyebrows furrowing, filled with anger.
"The Emperor of Great Chu should consider it well." Hetu flung his sleeves and left.
Once the people of Beirong departed.
Li Chongjin hurriedly looked at Emperor Xuanming.
King Qi and the Great Prince were present, while the Second Prince, injured in the Northern Region, did not participate in the winter hunt this ti.
Emperor Xuanming, with a solemn face, sat in his chair and commanded coldly: "Go call Elder Zhong and the others."
"Yes." He Dequan quickly went to call people.
In no ti, many key ministers of the court entered the main camp.
The camp where Hetu and his n stayed was surrounded and heavily guarded.
No one dared to approach, and since Hetu entered, the camp remained eerily quiet.
Chu Ziluo had already regained her composure.
The emotions of several cousins were just pacified.
She stepped out of the tent and said to the maidservant nearby: "Go check on Mother."
"Miss, there is no movent at Lady’s side, even Sister Su i is waiting outside, only Lady and Master are inside the tent."
"No problem." Chu Ziluo wouldn’t rest easy without checking.
She couldn’t help but ponder whether Mother’s assassination of Hera was a spontaneous act or guided by others.
She only regretted having limited connections, unable to gather information.
As for Father, she couldn’t believe he was truly in trouble.
When Chu Ziluo, with reddened eyes, went to the tent’s entrance, she saw Lu Chuan and Su i waiting at the door.
Taking a deep breath, she composed herself, with only her slightly swollen eyelids revealing her distress: "Can I go inside to see Father?"
"Miss, please lower your voice, Lady’s condition isn’t very good right now," Su i whispered.
Chu Ziluo nodded, humbly agreed, and entered without taking the maidservants.
She quietly entered the tent and imdiately saw two people lying on the bed.
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