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"Madam, that person is still following you."

In the street market, the maid looked at the man who was still following ten meters away, the eldest lady Lin Xiuhe, and Fang Hongye looked back and frowned. This man's behavior was too strange.

"Could it be that he admires our family Yuanxi?" Fang Hongye asked curiously.

Fang Yuanxi's face turned red with embarrassment. She cast a resentful glance at her brother and said in sign language: "Brother, don't talk nonsense."

"What's weird about this? His Highness the Eighth Prince still likes you."

Fang Hongye laughed jokingly, and when he mentioned the Eighth Prince, the First Lady also smiled: "I don't ask His Highness the Eighth Prince to marry Yuan Xi, but it would be a blessing if I could let you enter the palace as a concubine...ahem..."

Before she finished speaking, the eldest lady coughed violently. Fang Yuanxi and the maid quickly patted her back. Fang Hongye smiled and said: "Mom, you are so excited. Let me tell you, with Yuanxi's talent and beauty, She can definitely be the wife of His Highness the Eighth Prince...ahem..."

As a result, Fang Hongye didn't say the last word, but he coughed strangely and violently. Fang Yuanxi frowned, and suddenly looked back at the man in gray robes who was following behind him with an expressionless face. It felt like he was playing a prank!

In the next few days, this man with a coffin face was often seen at the gate of Fang Mansion. The expressionless man stood at the door, which made everyone in Fang Mansion confused. They didn't reply to questions, but he didn't do anything. , so even if someone from the government office is called over, there is nothing they can do.

A month later, Fang Liang and Zhang Zhuotong came back from the north, and everyone in the Fang family was excited.

"Back to the emperor, the condition offered by the King of the Xiongnu is to let our princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty marry their King of the Xiongnu. As a condition, we will not massacre our people!"

At this moment, in the imperial study room in the palace, Fang Liang and Zhang Zhuotong were kneeling below, reporting to the old emperor sitting on the dragon chair about the terms of their trip to negotiate with the Huns.

Bang!

The old emperor was so angry that he slammed the table and cursed angrily: "Damn the Huns, they actually want the princess of my Zhou Dynasty to marry them. They are delusional."

"Your Majesty, please calm down..."

The ministers below were so frightened that they all knelt down. Fang Liang said: "Your Majesty, if we don't agree to this condition, the Xiongnu troops will go south in large numbers and attack our Zhou Dynasty. The Xiongnu King said that as long as they capture a city, they will massacre it." None of our people will be left alive!”

"This…"

Suddenly the expressions of the surrounding civil and military officials changed with shock. They did not expect that the Xiongnu King was so arrogant and was forcing the Zhou Dynasty to submit.

The old emperor Zhou Tianzi was so angry that his body trembled and his beard trembled. He glared at Fang Liang and Zhang Zhuotong below and cursed angrily: "I sent you to negotiate, are you just going to decide on these terms?"

"I deserve death for my crime..." Fang Liang and Zhang Zhuotong were so frightened that they kowtowed.

There was nothing they could do. The Huns were so strong that millions of soldiers captured several cities in the north. They were brave and good at fighting. On the other hand, the Zhou Dynasty had not started a war for a hundred years. The generals and soldiers had no combat experience at all, and they could not withstand the scimitars of the Huns' cavalry. , was defeated and defeated, and the situation was overwhelming.

"Father."

Zhou Jingyu strode in. He looked majestic and bowed to the old emperor: "My son is willing to lead the army and fight to the death with the Xiongnu, but we cannot allow the princess of our Zhou Dynasty to marry their bloodthirsty and cruel Xiongnu king."

"Your Highness the Eighth Prince is right. You must not marry the princess to the King of the Huns. This is a humiliation to our Zhou Dynasty!" Other ministers and generals agreed one after another.

"Report!"

Suddenly a messenger ran in and knelt down: "Report to the Emperor that Yanguan City in the north is in emergency."

"Quick, submit it quickly."

When the old emperor heard that it was Yanguan City, the most important city in the north, the waiter quickly went up with an urgent order and opened it for the old emperor. Looking at the news, Emperor Zhou stared at him and froze on the dragon chair, unable to believe it: "Yanguan City was lost. 20 people were massacred by the Xiongnu. No one survived..."

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The faces of the officials below were pale and frightened.

Even Zhou Jingyu was shocked. Yanguan City was the most important city in the north. Now it was occupied by the Xiongnu, so they could send their troops south at any time to attack the Central Plains.

"Father, I will immediately lead troops to resist the Huns." Zhou Jingyu knelt down and begged for orders.

But the ministers and officials were silent. They all knew that His Highness the Eighth Prince was capable of civil and military skills, but after all, he was only a 22-year-old prince. There was no general in the Zhou Dynasty who could fight. Even if he led an army, how could he withstand millions of Huns? The army.

"Are you trying to force me to submit to their conditions?"

The old emperor sitting on the dragon throne had a trembling face, as if he was ten years older, and looked very bad. Seeing this, the attendant hurriedly came up to help him, and waved his hand: "Retreat from the court first, and we will discuss it in the morning tomorrow..."

"Congratulations to Your Majesty..."

The ministers and officials bowed and watched the old emperor leave the imperial study. Zhou Jingyu quickly followed, obviously trying to persuade his father not to agree to the Xiongnu overlord's conditions.

"Ugh…"

Fang Liang and Zhang Zhuotong sighed. On their way north, they saw the ferocity and power of the Xiongnu, which made them fearful in their hearts. They knew that if their Zhou Dynasty did not produce a fierce general, there would be a disaster that would destroy the country.

Fang Liang and Zhang Zhuo left the palace together and went back first, because they had not yet returned home.

When they heard that their father was coming back, Fang Yuanxi and Fang Hongye, along with Fang Shuqi and the First Lady and the Second Madam, had been waiting at the gate. When they saw Fang Liang coming back in a carriage, the family hurried up to greet them: "Dad..."

"Master, you are finally back..."

Seeing that Fang Liang had lost a lot of weight, Fang Yuanxi felt very distressed because of the hardships in the north.

"Haha, why are you crying? Dad came back fine, didn't he?"

Seeing both the eldest lady and Fang Yuanxi crying, Fang Liang smiled and wiped her daughter's tears before going in to greet her mother. The old lady was also very happy to see her son back.

However, in the backyard of the palace, the two princesses who had not yet left the palace were sad. As soon as they heard the Hun King's condition that the princesses should marry the Hun King, the biological mothers of the two princesses immediately went to ask the old emperor.

"Your Majesty, we only have two princesses in the Zhou Dynasty, and they are still young. How can we let them marry the King of the Huns?"

The sixth princess is named Zhou Xia. She is the daughter of the current queen and the sister of the fifteenth prince Zhou Fuchu. Now she is so frightened that her face turns pale and she is crying.

The eleventh-ranked princess is Zhou Qingshu, who was born to a concubine. She is also crying and begging the old emperor not to marry his daughter to the King of the Huns.

At this time, all the princes were also present. Seeing their father's old face gloomy, they did not dare to speak.

"Father, please agree to your request..."

Only Zhou Jingyu was still asking for orders to go north to resist the Xiongnu army. Naturally, he didn't want the emperor's sister to marry the king of the Huns. This was simply a humiliation to the Zhou Dynasty!

"enough."

The old emperor opened his old eyes and glared at Zhou Jingyu who was kneeling below him. The other princes also quickly tried to dissuade him: "Eighth brother, the Xiongnu army is coming with such force that even the Wu family can't resist it. How can you stop it?"

"Yeah..."

The eldest prince Zhou Yi and the others sighed, as if they felt that Zhou Jingyu was showing off.

"Are you just going to stand by and watch the emperor's sister marry the King of the Huns?" Zhou Jingyu was angry and scolded these emperor brothers.

Suddenly, Zhou Fuchu's eyes widened, and he immediately stood up and bowed: "Father, I have a plan. I will immediately promise the King of the Huns that I won't let the imperial sister and the others get married!"

"oh…?"

Immediately, all the princes, queens and concubines present turned their eyes to Zhou Fuchu. Zhou Jingyu frowned, looking at the fifteenth emperor brother who was usually a playboy, wondering what bad idea he was holding back.

The old emperor also looked at Zhou Fuchu. How could he not understand the character of his son?

"Fifteen, what clever idea have you come up with? Please tell me quickly." The third prince, Zhou Jingxuan, smiled at Zhou Fuchu.

They also didn't believe that this emperor's brother, who had no ambition and no brains, could come up with any good plans.

"Father, just accept an adopted daughter and she will become the princess of our Zhou Dynasty and marry the King of the Huns on behalf of the imperial sisters!" Zhou Fuchu said confidently.

As soon as he said this, everyone present looked at him in shock, Zhou Jingyu was even more surprised. It seems that Zhou Fuchu is not an idiot!