Restart the Protagonist’s Way of Survival

When Bai Qingyang was sitting in a daze at the banquet in the dojo, Li Zichou came over from the side hall.

"Remuneration." Bai Qingyang stood up.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Bai Qingyang: "It's okay."

Li Zifu changed into a thin summer shirt, his hair was still wet, and he tied it loosely together with ties. It's hot in summer, and it doesn't matter if it dries naturally.

Training is a little early today, and the sun is still shining brightly in the sky. There was no wind outside, and the plants exposed to the sun became a little bit stunned. Li Zifu didn't want to go out for a walk.

"Qing Yang, are you hungry?"

Sure enough, I got a negative answer.

"Then come chat with me."

"OK."

Li Zichou led people to the attic, which is still a good place for concubines to enjoy the cool scenery.

There is a tea table on the couch, and the two sit opposite each other. Just looking at the steam rising from the teapot, Li Zichou was a little reluctant to drink it.

Yang Dejin said that he is making ice recently, but he doesn't know if he has made it.

"Qingyang heard that the Shuobei Mission has arrived."

Li Zichou hummed: "The ones who arrived yesterday represent Shuobei's third prince Yeludeira and sixth princess Ayiguli."

"Suobei attaches great importance to this court meeting."

Li Zichou was noncommittal: "I just don't know what An's heart is."

Bai Qingyang: "Have you figured out how to deal with the marriage proposal?"

Li Zichou had a headache when it came to proposing a marriage, and it was one thing to reject the idea of ​​marriage, but Li Zichou still had no idea if he really wanted to line up with the envoy from Shuobei.

Where did she do diplomacy? It's difficult.

Bai Qingyang saw Li Zichou's embarrassment on his face, and found it amusing. She thought that Li Zichou was always able to do things with ease, but unexpectedly, he would occasionally have this kind of evasive emotion.

"There is no suitable woman in the clan who can go out and get married." Bai Qingyang said.

"Even if there is," Li Zichou blew on the tea in the teacup, "I would definitely not trade my daughter for Dasheng's Goucun."

Even though he talked about something similar in Kaiyang Palace that time, Bai Qingyang didn't seem to have asked her why she wanted to reject the marriage, what was her original intention?

"Sacrificing a married princess is better than sacrificing the common people." Bai Qingyang expressed the tendency of most people.

But Li Zichou said: "If it can't even protect a woman, how can such a country protect the people of Liming?"

Bai Qingyang: "But don't you think it's a good deal to exchange one person's life for the lives of the whole world?"

Li Zishou: "Do you really think so? Foreigners are bullying us. If marrying a woman can solve the problem, what's the use of the army?"

Bai Qingyang nodded thoughtfully, but did not speak.

Li Zishou continued: "In the exchanges between states, marriage should be the icing on the cake, not to make up for the past. In order to avoid temporary conflicts, how long can this kind of peace last?"

The peace brought about by forced concessions is time-sensitive, and history is bound to repeat itself.

In her view, the trolley problem itself is not to force people to seek the optimal solution, but the puller is forced to sacrifice the small one to protect the big value orientation, and usually chooses to sacrifice that person.

Li Zizhi is different. To be honest, she doesn't want to save anyone, and she is not the Holy Mother, so what does it have to do with her?

But since she is in this position now, she should be able to find another way out. If you can't solve the problem, then you can only solve the person who created the problem.

Li Zichou said that his mouth was a little dry, and he took a sip of the cold tea: "But don't worry, at this stage, I still choose non-violence and non-cooperation."

But if Shuo Bei kicked his nose in the face, then don't blame her for using violence.

Bai Qingyang probably understood her thoughts, but she still commented: "Sophistry."

Li Zishou was amused: "Probably so."

When she said this, she didn't care much on her face, she looked down at the ups and downs of the tea stem in the teacup, and then took another sip.

Bai Qingyang thought of the conversation with Chen Feng just now, and she realized that everything Li Zishou did now was preparing for the outbreak of conflict. Establishing a military academy, rectifying the army, improving armaments, and even enhancing her own force, all her actions are prepared for a rainy day.

Facing Shuobei, she will not turn her face first, but after turning her face, she will not sit still.

Calm, but tough.

For some reason, Bai Qingyang likes her contrast so much. Li Zishou is really a very charming person. Bai Qingyang is a little...fascinated by her earnestness and vague sense of world-weariness.

Bai Qingyang thought, Li Zichou might be a very talented ruler, this is the affirmation of those who came here.

"I didn't expect that a man who had only been king for three months would have such profound and unique insights."

Li Zishou was still immersed in his own thoughts, he didn't notice the pit that Bai Qingyang dug for him, and he replied casually: "I don't dare to take it, I just seek a job in his position."

Hearing Li Zishou's answer, Bai Qingyang smiled even deeper. She didn't say anything, but seeing that Li Zifu's cup was empty, she filled it up for her with her own hands.

Three months ago, it was the time of her rebirth, and Li Fu took over at the end of last year, so she really changed her core at the moment of her rebirth.

Bai Qingyang smiled to himself, but when Li Zichou looked up and saw her secretly happy expression, he frowned and said, "What are you laughing at? Do you think I'm wrong?"

"No, I just think what you said is reasonable." Bai Qingyang put back his smile and replied solemnly.

In fact, she was thinking about how to pry out Li Zichou's real name, she was really curious.

Li Zichou asked suspiciously: "Really?"

"Well, have you figured out how to deal with Prince Diela?" Bai Qingyang calmly changed the subject.

"…"Absolutely not.

"It's okay, think about it slowly." Bai Qingyang said with a smile.

Looking at her smile, Li Zichou always felt that Bai Qingyang had awakened some kind of black-bellied attribute, so she could only say dryly: "Thank you."

"You're welcome~"

"..."

"How long will Yamatobe arrive?"

Li Zichou: "The news this morning said that he has arrived in Cangzhou."

Bai Qingyang made a calculation: "We can make it to the court meeting."

Li Zichou nodded: "Without accidents, we will be able to arrive in Linjing tomorrow night."

"As soon as the Yamato Department arrives, all the members of this year's court will be here."

"During the court meeting, martial law will be strengthened in Linjing City. My order has been issued to the City Defense Department and the Forbidden Army."

Bai Qingyang: "Are there any accidents?"

Li Zichou: "It is to prevent problems before they happen, not only outside the embassy, ​​but also in the embassy of the nine guests."

In the original work, this court meeting is just an introduction to the author's writing, intending to lead to the war between Dasheng and Shuobei in the future. Therefore, except for the small episode of the failure of the marriage negotiation, no other major events occurred in the Wanbang Dynasty Meeting.

However, the arrival of Li Zishou and Yang Dejin caused the world's operation to deviate too much from the original plot. There is no guarantee of which node the accident will appear. Li Zishou must make a comprehensive plan.

Bai Qingyang admired her caution, but she still reminded: "Proceed with caution, and don't arouse the suspicion of the envoys."

"That's natural," Li Zifu said, "Will you help me?"

The woman in front of him laughed at Yan Yan, Bai Qingyang was taken aback for a moment, and then chuckled lightly: "Since you said that..."

Then I'll do my best to help you.

//

Chengxi Gongyi.

"Mr. Zhong, please." Standing in front of the embassy, ​​Meng Shike cupped his hands to the veteran on his horse.

Zhong Lin raised his head and looked at the building in front of him. There was a wooden plaque, and there were stone lions sitting on the left and right of the door, which belonged to the grandeur and scale of an official house, and foreign envoys lived inside.

"Nine guest embassy?" Zhong Lin asked.

Meng Shike smiled: "Yes."

Zhong Lin didn't know what the Empress was thinking, and suddenly recalled him from Nanshan, didn't he just want to use his status as the Northwest Guard to kill the prestige of the Turkic people?

He also knew exactly what the Turkic people felt at ease. Since I am old and have stayed in Linjing for so long, the Turkic people probably thought he was going to retire and came to inquire about the news.

Since the Turkic people owed so much, he should answer Li Zifu's call and go back to the imperial city for a cutscene.

"I see." Zhong Lin said and turned his horse's head to leave.

Seeing this, Meng Shike quickly stopped him: "General Zhong, don't you want to go in and have a look?"

Zhong Lin raised his eyebrows, glared at him and said, "Mr. Meng Lang doesn't think that the queen called the old man back to receive the Turkic envoys, does she?"

Meng Shike's smile couldn't hold back: "This..."

Of course he knows! Isn't it just to intimidate the Turks? !

"It's inconvenient for me to ask about Mr. Meng Lang's affairs." Zhong Lin continued, "The Turkic people want to meet, but not now. The old man went to the palace to return to his command." After speaking, he took his followers and left.

Meng Shike stood alone in front of the post house, silently watching the distant figure on the horse's back.

Well, he thought that Zhong Lin, a martial artist, didn't understand these tricks. It seems that he really underestimated this general. If he can be drawn into the camp...

I'm afraid it will be difficult.

"Hey, you're not that..." Meng Shike was still immersed in his own thoughts, when he suddenly heard someone talking to him.

He turned around and saw that it was Prince Yu in pure white official uniform and black gauze official hat.

Meng Shike came to his senses and was about to salute with his hands crossed. Xie Zhi came out at this moment, and reminded lightly: "Your Highness, this is Mr. Meng Shike, Mr. Meng, this year's No. 2."

"Yes, yes, you and Zhi Rui are the emperor's little followers."

Meng Shike: "?" What?

He didn't always follow the empress, did he? ?

After hearing Yang Dejin's words, Xie Zhi was also silent for a moment. After thinking for a while, I figured it out: it refers to the cabinet ministers.

"What is Mr. Meng doing here?" Yang Dejin asked while flaunting to the left and right of the street, "Standing on the street to pick up customers?"

Meng Shike: "...?" What the hell? ?

When he was in Qinzhou, he heard that Prince Yu was a sullen, dull, paranoid and surly person, and he had always avoided contact with him on purpose.

It's just that these words really make him difficult to accept!

What does it mean to pick up passengers on the street? ! He is an official in charge of receiving envoys, and he is not sold out!

Xie Zhi might have been teased, or maybe she knew what Meng Shike was thinking, she raised her eyebrows slightly, and said, "Your Highness, Lord Meng should just come out to get some air, after all, his benefactor has already arrived." He pointed to the gate of the embassy.

Meng Shike: "...I'm working!"

Xie Zhi nodded: "I know."

Meng Shike: "?"

Xie Zhi, I just **** you off in front of Bai Qingyang, so why hold grudges? !

As if he is really some kind of prostitute who came out to attract customers!

Yang Dejin snorted.

I don't know if it's because I've been running a lot in the Cowherd's shop recently, and Yang Dejin thinks that any man standing on the side of the street with a good eye is a soliciting Cowherd. So, I said it without thinking about it, which choked Meng Shike a lot.

"Cough!" Meng Shike glanced at Xie Zhi, and replied to Yang Dejin: "Prince Hui Yu, I'm just here to see off General Zhong Lin, he has already entered the palace."

"Zhong Lin?" Yang Dejin thought for a while, as if he had heard Li Zichou mention it.

"Let's go." Xie Zhi walked ahead, urging Yang Dejin, and then glanced at Meng Shike again, "Master Meng, come here too, I happen to have something to see you."

Meng Shike agreed, but he thought that Xie Zhi must be inflated. She was so disrespectful to Prince Yu, as if she was some kind of noble royal family. Prince Yu would definitely get angry...

"Oh, good." Yang Dejin obediently followed.

Meng Shike: ...

Meng Shike:?

Isn't it said that it is dark, dull, paranoid and surly? !

The author has something to say:

Meng Shike: Shinji Misato hat.