Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

Behind Qin Han followed a middle-aged man who looked crazy and whose clothes were somewhat disheveled; he was Zhou Dian, one of the Five Wanderers.

Yang Xiao, Yin Tianzheng, and many other high-ranking officials were also responsible for coordinating the internal affairs of Shu Province, making their work very busy.

Qin Han then only summoned Zhou Dian, who had the sharpest tongue and was least afraid of causing trouble, to come along.

The moment Qin Han and Zhao Min's eyes met.

Zhao Min secretly praised him in her heart.

What a heroic man!

I had assumed that this man, who had stirred up the world in just over a year and transformed from a nobody into a powerful warlord, would be a rugged man with a full beard and a menacing aura.

But unexpectedly, she was so young, and...

It's actually quite pretty.

Handsome yet masculine, Qin Han's domineering aura, in particular, held a mysterious attraction for women from the grasslands like Zhao Min.

The reason why Zhao Min liked Zhang Wuji in the original novel was ultimately because of Zhang Wuji's great strength and powerful background.

If it weren't for these factors, someone with Zhang Wuji's hesitant personality wouldn't even have been qualified to meet Zhao Min, let alone win her heart, and there would have been no subsequent developments.

Qin Han was unaware that the woman opposite him, Princess Zhao Min, who was disguised as a man, was secretly a sucker for good looks and was making judgments about him in her mind.

His gaze lingered on Zhao Min's beautiful face for a moment, then swept over the two Xuanming elders and A'da and A'er behind her, and he understood.

Ha, is this a show of force?

Anyone with discerning eyes can see that this King of Shu was granted amnesty and his loyalty to the Southern Song Dynasty was very limited; he was not a chivalrous hero like Guo Jing of Xiangyang.

Some of them are very likely to be turned or something.

Suppressing her inner turmoil, Zhao Min rose and bowed to Qin Han with the courtesy due to a person from the Central Plains, saying, "Zhao Min of the Ruyang Prince's Mansion greets Your Highness, the Prince of Shu."

Upon hearing this, Qin Han did not expose her clumsy pretense, and casually waved his hand, indicating that there was no need for such formalities.

He walked straight to the head seat and sat down.

"So it's Prince Zhao from the Ruyang Prince's Mansion..." Qin Han's eyes held amusement.

"May I ask what brings Your Highness, so far from the capital, to this remote and impoverished place in Shu?"

Zhao Min, of course, had no idea that her clumsy men's attire had been seen through at a glance, and smiled as she sat down again.

"Your Majesty is joking. This land of abundance is rich and prosperous, and Your Majesty's army is strong and powerful. It is already a land of great wealth that is admired throughout the world. How could it be some poor and remote place?"

Just then, Zhu Jian and Lan Jian entered from outside, carrying a fine white jade tea tray, and served freshly brewed fragrant tea to Qin Han, Zhao Min, and the others.

Zhao Min's gaze swept over the almost identical pretty faces of Zhu Jian and Lan Jian, and her heart stirred again.

Even the maids around this guy are a pair of such stunningly beautiful twins.

This Qin-Han family really knew how to enjoy life.

Could it be true that the popular saying in the martial arts world is that the Qin and Han dynasties were inseparable from women?

Zhao Min was secretly thinking something, but she didn't show it on her face. She picked up her teacup and politely thanked him.

Instead of drinking tea, they looked towards the Qin and Han dynasties, beginning their journey.

"Lord Qin, Master Qin, and now... His Highness the Prince of Shu, bestowed by the imperial court." Zhao Min's voice was full of admiration.

With a hint of inquiry, he said, "In just over a year, the prince has accomplished a feat that countless people in the world cannot achieve even in their entire lives."

Xiao Wang was extremely curious about the prince's experiences, and also deeply admired them.

Faced with Zhao Min's praise and inquiry, Qin Han simply smiled and took a sip of tea.

The tea is excellent; it has a sweet and mellow taste with a long-lasting aftertaste.

It is a top-quality tea produced in Sichuan, made from white buds from Mount Emei, also known as snow buds.

There was once a poem about it.

"The snow buds, recently obtained from Emei, are no less beautiful than the red buds of Gu Zhuchun."

He put down his teacup and then spoke leisurely: "Your Highness flatters me. I was merely standing up for the country in times of crisis. I am honored by the Emperor's high regard for me. It was just a matter of following the trend."

"As for you, young prince, the relationship between my Southern Song Dynasty and your Mongols is far from harmonious. As the young prince of the Ruyang Prince's Mansion, you ventured alone deep into the heart of my Shu Prefecture; I truly admire your courage."

These words cleverly summarized the previous topic, thus regaining the initiative.

At the same time, it points out a core issue: What exactly do you, a Mongol princess, want to do by coming to the territory of a Southern Song prince like me?

A look of approval flashed in Zhao Min's eyes.

Talking to smart people is just different.

She no longer concealed her feelings, put down the white bud tea from Mount Emei, and smiled: "Your Highness is overthinking it. Not long ago, the Mongol Yuan Dynasty and the Southern Song Dynasty officially signed a non-aggression pact in Lin'an, the capital."

The messenger who facilitated this was none other than Xiao Wang.

"Oh?"

Qin Han really didn't know about this. He was just too busy lately, and last night he only managed to take Qin Keqing as his concubine.

I didn't pay much attention to many unimportant messages.

However, he scoffed at this so-called alliance.

Non-aggression pact?

Ha ha.

Qin Han sneered inwardly.

This kind of thing might fool those incompetent and treacherous officials in Lin'an who only know how to sing and dance, but do you really think you can fool him?

There is never eternal friendship between nations, only eternal interests.

So-called alliances are nothing more than temporary respite granted by the strong to the weak; they are nothing more than a piece of waste paper that can be torn up at any time.

The Southern Song Dynasty was now corrupt, its military was in disarray, and the emperor and his ministers were at odds. Despite the impregnable defenses of Xiangyang, the city was no match for the government.

That was because Guo Jing and Huang Rong were there to defend the city, and there was support from many martial arts practitioners and members of the Beggars' Sect.

Besides Xiangyang, where else can we see this?

If it weren't for the Qin and Han dynasties' meddling in Sichuan, the Southern Song dynasty's alliance with the Jin against the Liao would have come to an end.

In contrast, even though Temujin was old, Mongolia was still at its zenith, and its iron cavalry was invincible wherever it went.

Only the Iron Pagoda of the Jin Dynasty and the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty could rival it.

It can be said that the national strength of the Southern Song Dynasty and the Mongol Empire was not even on the same level.

A "non-aggression pact" is signed under such circumstances.

What's the difference between this and a treaty signed under duress?!

Zhao Min naturally noticed Qin Han's nonchalant attitude.

He became increasingly certain that Qin Han was definitely not the kind of blindly loyal person like Guo Jing.

This Prince of Qin probably has no loyalty whatsoever to the Southern Song court.

After all, how did he come to be from Sichuan? Anyone with eyes in the world can see that.

They are simply using the pretext of purging corrupt officials and eliminating treacherous ministers to actually establish their own independent regimes.

Since the other party isn't the kind of person who's blindly loyal, there's no need to beat around the bush anymore.

Zhao Min tidied up her folding fan, straightened her posture, and became serious.

"Your Highness, let's not beat around the bush. I've come here on behalf of my father, and even the Great Khan of the Mongol Empire, to discuss a major deal concerning the fate of the world."

His gaze was fixed on Qin Han, who was in the main seat, and he said solemnly and seriously, "Your Highness now controls the entire Sichuan province, commands hundreds of thousands of elite troops, and has many experts under your command. You are already a regional overlord."

But...didn't Your Highness ever consider...going further?