Reborn to Become A Queen: The Real Heiress's Comeback
Chapter 585: If You Fail to Achieve, Seek the Cause Within Yourself!

Chapter 585: Chapter 585: If You Fail to Achieve, Seek the Cause Within Yourself!

Wang Mingzhe saw his two disciples fall behind and smiled calmly, "Gentlemen, the Qiliu River is the boundary. Our Eastern Wei has never retreated thirty li since ancient times. During the reign of Emperor Xuanwu, you retreated fifty li. So what gives you the right to be so arrogant now?"

Lu Zhong looked disdainful, "Because our Dayu’s Majesty is a wise ruler! You first used despicable means to provoke us Dayu, thereby giving us reason! Our demands are not excessive! Nanjin is Nanjin, Dayu is Dayu. Lord Wang, are you getting senile?"

Wang Mingzhe blushed, countering forcefully, "Thirty li from your Dayu’s border is all marshland and wasteland, while thirty li back from our Eastern Wei is fertile land! Your plan is quite loud indeed!"

Both sides backed thirty li, a total of sixty li, enough to maintain a balance at the border, but Eastern Wei was at a loss.

Lu Zhong smiled indifferently, "It’s just a matter of time and place, no one else to blame!"

Wang Mingzhe also replied with a smile, "I don’t think Dayu is very sincere about the peace talks. I’m tired, let’s end this here today!"

Lu Zhong sat upright, then leisurely stood up, "I’ve heard that the carp in Eastern Wei’s hostel is very delicious, and we four ambassadors have plenty of time."

With that, he left first, Wang Mingzhe frowned, and his two disciples were also in low spirits. They did not expect Dayu to be so tough in these negotiations.

Ten years ago, when negotiating with Nanjin, they did not have this attitude!

Xie Yuanzhang remained composed, showing no emotional fluctuations.

The civil officials couldn’t reach an agreement, and it was up to the military officers, so he wasn’t worried.

Huang Gun vaguely followed Lu Zhong, and at the banquet table, Lu Zhong grew increasingly displeased with Huang Gun.

This Mr. Huang essentially sleeps in the car, urinates when exiting, gets sleepy during negotiations, and at the banquet, eats like a pig.

Wang Qingchen felt no rush as they were eating Eastern Wei’s food, living in Eastern Wei’s accommodations, and the Eastern Wei officials couldn’t come to an agreement with them, making it their problem.

The peace talks lasted seven days with the ministers from Dayu and Eastern Wei fiercely debating border issues, from history to evolution, borders to cities, cities to laws, and laws to morals, speaking red in the face with no clear winner.

Ultimately, Eastern Wei still refused to give in, and Dayu wouldn’t compromise an inch.

Lu Zhong paced in the room, and he thought of a plan to use tomorrow.

Wang Mingzhe also thought of some strategies to counter. During tomorrow’s negotiation, he would definitely make Lu Zhong speechless.

Finally, the eighth day of peace talks arrived.

Lu Zhong and Wang Mingzhe used all their life-learned eloquence, not even giving Wang Qingchen a chance to speak.

Lu Zhong took a moment during the busyness to glance at the soundly sleeping Huang Gun, who had been dozing the past eight days, and anyone unaware might think he was disrespecting Eastern Wei’s officials.

Until Huang Gun’s snoring was heard, drawing everyone’s attention to him.

Zhan Hui nudged Huang Gun with his elbow, Huang Gun sleepily opened his eyes, wiped his drool, and said cheerfully, "Apologies, gentlemen, I just had a dream."

Lu Zhong stared intently at Huang Gun, unsure of what tricks he was up to.

The four Eastern Wei officials also didn’t know much about this sleepy Mr. Huang, so they waited to hear what he had to say.

Huang Gun rubbed his brow, "These are just dream matters; everyone must not take them seriously. I realized that conflicts between people mainly arise because there’s always a group who measures others by the standards of saints and demands themselves by the standards of scoundrels! When actions fail, one must reflect on oneself, everyone!"

Wang Mingzhe was made to blush fiercely by Huang Gun’s pointed words, feeling his blood boil.

Huang Gun reiterated, "Gentlemen, no wonder there’s a term for ’enlightenment’, I had a dream and came to such a realization, it’s simply an instant awakening! By the way, where were we in the peace talks? Let’s continue!"

Wang Mingzhe suppressed his anger, Liu Yi, and Zhang Fan already clenched their fists, not expecting this Mr. Huang, who had been sitting there asleep, was pretending and even called them wretches!

If they were to argue, it would make them look like they fit the description.

Lu Zhong listened to Huang Gun’s words, a smile curling at his lips. This guy seemed asleep but was fortunately not stupid and had played the fool to insult the Eastern Wei people thoroughly.

Wang Qingchen rubbed his brow; he had long heard that this Mr. Huang had a formidable mouth, not expecting him to start off sarcastically cursing people.

Zhan Hui suddenly retracted the impulse to suppress Huang Gun’s arm, quietly listening to what else he might say.

Huang Gun looked at Wang Mingzhe with a smile, "Lord Wang, I’ve always appreciated your words about how negotiations between two countries should have largesse, showing the demeanor of a great nation."

Wang Mingzhe straightened his beard, observing that although this Ambassador Huang seemed to be asleep, he remembered what he’d said, internally deducing: This person is just a sycophant, and he’s not someone who would retreat after a few compliments.

Huang Gun sat cross-legged, "I haven’t studied for many years; you’re an Eastern Wei academic, so regarding the negotiations, if I’ve made any inappropriate remarks, please be lenient."

Wang Mingzhe narrowed his eyes, gently nodding, waiting for Huang Gun to continue speaking.

Huang Gun rolled up his sleeves and said with a smile, "I think causing trouble at another country’s border without reason is like Zhang Fei’s mother--making trouble without cause, and refusing to admit to vile deeds is like applying powder before burial--dying for appearances."

Wang Mingzhe finally understood this Mr. Huang’s talking style, first insinuating insults, now directly insulting without profanity.

He was just about to counter Huang Gun when he heard Huang Gun say somewhat regretfully, "No, earlier I misspoke. It should have been the dung beetle with a mask--shameless!"

"You!" Zhang Fan and Liu Yi were infuriated by Huang Gun.

Wang Mingzhe was also infuriated by Huang Gun, but he pretended to be composed, waiting for Huang Gun to finish speaking so he could retort.

Suddenly, Huang Gun looked at him with an admiring gaze, "Lord Wang, your arguments for Eastern Wei sparing no points are truly like gauze wiping the backside--leaves me understanding what it means when the face is crooked, the mirror is blamed--sophistry! And what it means when a hanged ghost applies powder and arranges flowers--shameless to the extreme!"

"You scoundrel!" Wang Mingzhe was thoroughly provoked by Huang Gun, expletives spilling from the mouth of this usually refined scholar, uttered for the first time in his life.

Huang Gun looked innocently at Wang Mingzhe, "Oh dear, Lord Wang, I just said that I haven’t studied for many years. If I’ve used any improper words, please be lenient. You said negotiations between two countries should have largesse, oh, Lord Wang, why is your face red?"