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The man let out a half-male, half-female wail that was unpleasant to hear. It was all his fault for getting kicked in that area; he deserved it for trying to hit back.
Having long lost the strength to fight back, when he was kicked, all his energy dissipated, leaving him feeling like a useless person.
After throwing dozens of punches, Qin Feng felt that his anger had mostly subsided. His face was swollen like a pig's head, with many large red bumps.
Even Qin Feng's right hand was smeared with streaks of bright red blood; some people were truly despicable.
He crawled up from the ground. This was a trap designed to incapacitate him. Wang Xiang, that dog of a person, was as heartless as an animal, showing no sympathy whatsoever.
Looking at the unfamiliar Imperial Garden, filled with countless exotic flowers and plants blooming beautifully, he found himself at a loss as to where to go.
It was the coachman who had brought him here. With the emperor not present, could he possibly find his way out of the palace alone?
As Qin Feng pondered this, his anger subsided somewhat, but worries began to rise.
At that moment, suddenly many Imperial Guards rushed in from all directions. Each one wore black armor, black hats on their heads, and red trousers on their lower halves, appearing organized.
The Long Swords at their waists were not just hanging there; they each drew them out and approached with fury.
There were not just dozens of Imperial Guards or even hundreds; there were several hundred of them! So many people were armed with weapons.
Qin Feng looked on in despair. With so many people around, he knew he wouldn't be able to escape and would surely be killed here.
He never expected Wang Xiang to have such power to mobilize so many people within the palace.
His eyes turned angry again, showing hints of blood-red fury.
He felt like a once-great hero who had been betrayed and brought down by others.
Several crisp claps echoed through the air; it was strange and seemed to be getting closer to him.
In front of the two long lines of Imperial Guards, there appeared two individuals. One was Wang Xiang, clad in black armor from head to toe.
The other was a man dressed in a Golden Dragon Robe, with a matching golden hat adorned with several golden dragons that seemed almost alive.
The Dragon Robe shimmered, featuring a massive golden dragon carved from the neck down to the legs, with two more golden dragons on the arms, one on each side.
This man was none other than the current emperor, Qin Emperor. He clapped his hands continuously, clearly impressed, and wore a proud smile on his face.
He looked at the imposing Qin Feng and said, "Qin Aiqing is indeed both cultured and martial, exceptionally intelligent. Even these numerous Imperial Guards are no match for you. This is quite an impressive commander, with several hundred subordinates under him, yet he is still no match for you."
His gaze turned to the commander who was groaning on the ground, filled with disdain. The commander was already incapacitated, but he would still reward him properly.
He continued, "This was merely a test from me to see if you are truly a master who hides your strength! Over these years, you have truly impressed me; no wonder General Wang was injured by you!"
Qin Feng realized that this was his emperor, Qin Emperor. It turned out that this was just a test of his abilities, but it had been serious.
He quickly bent down and knelt before him, saying, "Long live the emperor! Minister Qin Feng was just flustered and did not kneel immediately; I ask for your forgiveness, Your Majesty!"
Qin Emperor laughed heartily; how could he blame him? If it were him, he would also be standing there in shock after such a heavy-handed approach.
He quickly walked over to him as if he had found a rare capable minister, feeling as if he had encountered a thousand horses.
Wang Xiang followed closely behind, and the Imperial Guards had already surrounded him.
Qin Emperor pulled Qin Feng up, telling him not to be overly polite. He was genuinely delighted to have discovered such a well-rounded talent; it was truly a great joy for the Great Song!
Wang Xiang's face showed disdain. He hadn't expected that his actions against Qin Feng had already been investigated thoroughly. The emperor had deliberately set a trap to test his true abilities; indeed impressive!
Qin Feng stood up and saw how pleased the emperor was; he felt somewhat confused.
The Qin Emperor held his hand and let him sit down in the pavilion, feeling quite pleased.
He said, "Qin Aiqing, with such impressive skills, you should have come to me earlier! But it's not too late now! I plan to send you north to negotiate with the Jin people. This negotiation requires not only flexibility but also ambition; we cannot just give up land and pay reparations at the first sign of intimidation."
"Looking at this court, there are not many who are both literate and martial, so I intend to send you. What do you think?"
Qin Feng felt both amused and helpless; his face looked particularly grim. He knew nothing and was being sent to negotiate—wasn't that asking for death?
Moreover, he would be negotiating with the arrogant Jin people, who grew up in a cold land and were inherently irritable, holding a significant advantage. Success seemed impossible.
"Your Majesty, Minister truly knows nothing; my knowledge is shallow, and my martial skills are crude. I am simply unfit for such an important task! I ask Your Majesty to send someone else; I am willing to serve you here in Tokyo City."
Wang Xiang snorted coldly; at least this young man was sensible. Even he did not dare to negotiate with the Jin people; sending him would only lead to a futile death.
The Qin Emperor's smiling face immediately darkened, and he was close to anger.
He thought to himself that ever since General Wang reported on the war in the north, someone had recommended him for negotiation! Although he appeared to be a scholar, he was quite resilient inside and would surely succeed without disappointing the Emperor. It was just that he had not had the opportunity yet, remaining merely a Third-Rank Official.
He had hesitated before; although he knew Qin Aiqing was knowledgeable, his scholarly appearance would likely intimidate the Jin people into making him sign recklessly on the treaty.
Now he had seen his true self—able to write eloquently and stabilize the realm through martial prowess—truly an unparalleled choice!
A smile returned to his face as he felt reassured. "Qin Aiqing will henceforth be a Second-Rank High Official, appointed as Peace Envoy. You will set off for Taiyuan tomorrow morning! The Northern War is stalemated, making it a prime opportunity for negotiation. General Wang Xiang will accompany you with the Imperial Guard of Five Hundred as your deputy. You should be satisfied!"
"Remember, my compensation can only be three to five hundred thousand taels of silver; there won't be more than that. You must negotiate well. If successful, upon your return, you will be promoted to First-Rank High Official."
Qin Feng's body trembled; having just arrived in this era, he knew nothing about the situation and was completely clueless about negotiations—wasn't that asking for death?
He continued to refuse; he certainly could not throw away his life so easily. After all, Tokyo City was comfortable! He had no worries about food or clothing and was surrounded by beautiful women.
The Qin Emperor could no longer tolerate it. As the emperor, he would make the final decision; was your opinion really of any use?
He slammed his hand on the table and said, "If you dare to defy my orders, that is rebellion! I will immediately issue an edict to have your entire family executed. Let's see if you go alone or if your whole family accompanies you to death!"
His glasses were pushed up high, clearly furious. He had no choice but to go; at worst, he would become a corpse, but at least it would be for the country.
Qin Feng looked fearfully at his emperor; indeed, serving a king was like serving a tiger! He had no choice but to go; otherwise, his entire family would be buried with him! They could not die!
He bent his body slightly, clasped his hands together, and assumed a respectful posture.
"Minister humbly obeys your command. If I truly do not return, please treat my wife well, allowing her to live in wealth and honor for the rest of her life, and do not let her fall into a situation where she is bullied by others!"
Feeling that he might not have much time left, his thoughts turned to his only wife, that stunning Gorgeous Beauty, who was just a bit cold!
The Qin Emperor was overjoyed and said, "I will definitely treat your wife well and will not let you die there. You are my Your Excellency; those Soldiers will do their utmost to protect your life. We must ensure the Negotiation is successful! You will set off tomorrow morning; gather at your Gate of Your Residence."
He could only agree; there was no other choice. To be treated as Your Excellency and still be sent to death—what was he thinking?
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