I, Am a Living Yama; Empress Advises Me to Stay Calm

Li Shimin frowned.
“However, this person’s military talent was fully exposed in this battle. A talent capable of ruling the country and leading troops has emerged in the Zhou Dynasty.
“Every generation produces its own talents. He is still young, while we are old. Who knows what kind of threat he might pose to the Great Tang in the future?”
Everyone fell into deep thought.
Changsun Wuji quickly spoke up, “Your Majesty, I believe there is no need to worry.”
Everyone looked at Changsun Wuji in surprise.
Li Shimin rubbed his temples. “Wuji, what do you mean?”
Changsun Wuji thought for a moment before answering. “Although Yang Yi is highly talented, and he constantly provokes enemies and uses ruthless methods, over time, he will inevitably make enemies everywhere.
“What is there to fear? Even if he has extraordinary talent, can he truly handle enemies from all over the world?”
Everyone nodded slightly in agreement. Changsun Wuji’s reasoning was sound.
Li Shimin nodded silently. “Wuji’s words make sense. Perhaps I am worrying unnecessarily.”
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“Your Majesty, this is the glass from the Zhou Dynasty. Our Great Qin has now purchased a large batch of glass from them. The price is not high, so it should be widely used in our kingdom soon…” Li Si reported respectfully.
Ying Zheng held the glass bead in his hand, his expression complex.
“Is there really a genius who can do anything in this world? Even something as rare as glass can be made?”
Li Si fell silent. He was a proud man, but looking at Yang Yi, he couldn’t feel any pride. This person was truly a one-in-a-million genius.
Just then, hurried footsteps echoed.
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“Your Majesty…”
A palace maid rushed in. Ying Zheng raised an eyebrow, wondering what had happened. This maid was the personal attendant of his youngest daughter.
The maid quickly spoke. “Your Majesty, the princess left a letter and disappeared…”
The hall fell silent. Li Si lowered his head, conflicted. Princess Yinman was the emperor’s favorite daughter. Recently, he had even suggested arranging a marriage between his son and Princess Yinman.
Who would have thought she would disappear? Could it be that she ran away because she didn’t want the arranged marriage?
Ying Zheng remained silent for a moment. He opened the letter and read a few lines, his expression darkening. His daughter had run away because she was unhappy with the arranged marriage to Li Si’s son.
Ying Zheng rubbed his temples. “Li Si, find out where she is immediately…”
“Yes, Your Majesty…” Li Si replied promptly.
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“Prime Minister Yang… This is a personal letter from the Crown Prince of the Ming Dynasty. The Crown Prince insisted that it be delivered directly to you,” a guard dressed in Ming robes said respectfully.
Yang Yi was taken aback. He opened the letter and read it, surprised. The marriage of a Ming prince was naturally an event to which their ally, Great Zhou, would be invited. But why did the Crown Prince send him a personal invitation?
Yang Yi pondered for a moment, then instructed, “Inform the Crown Prince that I will definitely attend.”
The guard replied quickly. “Yes, Prime Minister Yang.”
After the guard left, Yang Yi immediately took a carriage to the palace.
One joss stick later, he arrived at the Qianyuan Hall.
“They invited you?” Wu Zhao pondered.
“Since they invited you, you will represent our Great Zhou to offer congratulations. The Ming Dynasty has grown stronger in recent years. As the saying goes, ‘Know your enemy and know yourself, and you can fight a hundred battles without defeat.'”
Yang Yi nodded solemnly. “Yes, Your Majesty. But I wonder if the Ming Kingdom has any plans or tricks up its sleeve…”
Wu Zhao rolled her eyes. “Who else but you could come up with such devious tactics?” She pursed her lips.
“Why would they set a trap for you at their son’s wedding? Besides, you represent our Great Zhou. We have no grievances with them. Why would they provoke us? In my opinion, at most, they will admire your talents and offer various enticing conditions to lure you to serve in the Ming Dynasty…”
Yang Yi raised an eyebrow and smiled. “Then, Your Majesty, if the Ming Dynasty really does that, what should I do?”
Wu Zhao gave a half-smile. “What do you think, Minister Yang?”
Yang Yi replied, “At the very least, I should hold out until they use a beauty trap…”
She couldn’t help but laugh, a smile appearing on her cold and noble face, making her look like a snow lotus on Tianshan Mountain. Her ample chest swelled, forming a perfect curve.
Yang Yi smacked his lips.
“Wow, at least an E cup,” Yang Yi thought to himself.
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The Empress looked at Yang Yi with a hint of annoyance.
“I offered you Wu Mingyue, but you didn’t want her… Do you think my royal princess is not as good as those so-called beauties?”
Yang Yi stared at the Empress’s trembling chest for a few moments before blurting out,
“If Your Majesty were to use a beauty trap on me, it would definitely work…”