The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife-Chapter 2259 - 2261: Peace Talks at Mo City in Ten Days

Yangyang suddenly shouted, startling Yang Chuxia and the others. It turned out that Baili Yan had already put a knife to his own neck. Just as he was about to apply force, Prince Le’s eyes slightly widened, and without much thought, he raised his hand and stabbed Baili Yan’s wrist with a sword.

"Can’t handle losing?" came the sound of the knife hitting the ground with a crisp clang. Baili Han snorted coldly, "Did I tell you to die?"

"Thank goodness." Yangyang, hiding on the hilltop, patted his little chest, "What’s wrong with Uncle? You lose, you lose; you can win it back next time."

Yang Chuxia looked down at him and smiled; the child seemed so grown-up. "Your uncle is the Emperor, it’s different."

For a ruler to lose, it wouldn’t reflect well on him.

Moreover, letting the opponent handle it as he pleases, who knows what Prince Le would make him do? If he were forced to do something improper, he’d lose face entirely. This way was safer.

Yangyang raised his head and said, "How is it different? Aren’t we all human? I rather think that dying like that wouldn’t be dignified at all."

"Snap," his words had just ended when he was patted by Yang Chuxia. "Don’t talk nonsense, how can you discuss the Emperor like that?"

"Oh, oh, I’m sorry." He scratched his head, looking at Mu Shaoling and the old poison master. "You didn’t hear what I just said, did you?"

"Pfft..." Mu Shaoling couldn’t hold back, "You’re quite good at deceiving yourself like that."

"The old man is busy watching the show, no time to hear you." The old poison master kept his eyes fixed below, not sparing a glance at Yangyang.

"That’s best indeed." Yangyang chuckled, turned back, and continued to nestle in Yang Chuxia’s arms, focusing on the scene in the middle.

Baili Yan clutched his wrist, blood dripping down, eyes glaring at Baili Han.

Baili Han appeared not to notice his gaze, "How about I give you a chance to negotiate peace?" Fulfilling the promise made to the little rascal had to mean something, right?

Initially, he thought he’d show weakness to let Baili Yan win. Who knew this person was even weaker than he imagined? Despite showing such weakness, he still couldn’t win.

Initially, the other side was supposed to propose peace talks, but now it’s come to this!

"Negotiations at Mo City in ten days!" Baili Han said and snorted again, "You’d better show some sincerity." Land compensation, a little something must be offered, otherwise, if they just decide not to go to war, those old codgers in the court will keep on nagging.

After speaking, he turned and leaped onto his topless carriage, holding a kettle in one hand and a cup in the other.

"Grand Emperor, why did you let that Great Zhou Emperor go?"

Returning to Ning City, General Zha and several other generals hurried into Baili Han’s tent.

"Indeed, our Great Qi army is gaining momentum, seizing Great Zhou is within reach. Withdrawing now, wouldn’t we gain nothing?"

"Exactly, our eastern campaign has cost significant resources. If we capture this fertile land of Great Zhou, it would naturally offset the costs of this expedition, but retreating now would be a waste. Grand Emperor, please reconsider!"

"We all agree, we implore the Grand Emperor to reconsider!"

General Zha said, "Grand Emperor, what are we negotiating peace for with him? We could split into groups and besiege Mo City, deposing the Great Zhou Emperor. Then, without a leader, it would be our opportunity, and the Grand Emperor would be renowned through the ages. Therefore, we urge the Grand Emperor to rescind the sacred order!"