Silly

Emperor Yong Ping sent an imperial edict to Chu Yan that night, asking him to represent Daliang to negotiate with the general of North Wu.

It didn't matter if they were taking advantage or not. It was important that the war stopped.

This battle had caused him a lot of pain. So what if he stopped? At least the dragon throne was temporarily stable.

After this matter was settled, he came back to his senses.

.. What was wrong? He had already woken up in the middle of the night, and there were even imperial physicians kneeling in front of his eyes. It was just that the Xuzhou military report had attracted the attention of the people.

After calming down, she felt that there was something fishy here.

"Duofu!"

Emperor Yong Ping called Duo Fu over. He looked at this fellow with tears in his eyes as if he hadn't seen him for a hundred years. He looked like he was going to throw himself into his arms if he didn't get along.

"What's wrong?"