It had been a month since the messenger team set off. If everything went well, they would be able to return with Jokhang’s credentials in another month. Regardless of whether the Jokhang Emperor would agree or not with Beidi to celebrate his birthday, they had to start preparing gifts now to avoid being in a hurry.
Regarding the congratulatory gifts, Urhan discussed them with his tribesman many times but could not decide yet.
Firstly, they were not very clear about Jokhang etiquette, and secondly, it was difficult to determine the specifications.
If they gave too little, it would look shabby; if they gave too much, it would be a problem for the tribesmen to survive the winter on their own.
Moreover, if the Jokhang Emperor did not agree to open trade, wouldn’t these gifts be given in vain?
Once again, the discussion failed to produce any results. Urhan rode his horse outside for several laps before he rushed into Jiang Rui’s tent, sweating profusely.
His Yanshi was sitting behind the writing desk, concentrating on not knowing what she wrote. Urhan slowed down his movements and was about to lean over. He remembered that he smelled of sweat and would definitely be disliked. He went to wash his hair again and then walked in shaking the water droplets from his hair.
Jiang Rui put down the pen, picked up the copied paper, and looked over it. She was satisfied, so she put it aside and picked up a new piece of paper to continue copying. On her left-hand side, there was already a pile of copies.
“What is this?” Urhan picked up a thin piece of paper with Jokhang characters on it, but he didn’t recognize any of them.
“Buddhist scriptures. I copied it to Father Emperor as a birthday gift.” Jiang Rui never raised her head.
Even if she was distracted with talking, her writing speed was not slow at all. It was even many times faster than a normal person. She could finish writing a sentence in the blink of an eye and copy a line in a dozen breaths.
That was natural because she was not an ordinary person.
She planned to copy dozens of volumes of Buddhist scriptures to the Emperor, creating the illusion that she had been praying for her father since her marriage to Beidi. How much could this filial piety impress the Emperor?
If the Emperor really loved Princess Chaoyang in his heart, he would always feel a little guilty after marrying her to this wilderness of Beidi.
At that time, let him know that the daughter who had to marry for the sake of his country and the common people not only had no resentment, but also cared about the well-being of her father. No matter how indifferent a person was, he should be a little moved.
What Jiang Rui wanted was not the Emperor’s paternal love, but whether he could wave his hand and agree to trade with Beidi under his paternal love, even if he didn’t want a little reward.
“Take a rest.” Urhan sat beside her.
Jiang Rui copied for half the afternoon and copied more than others could not finish in half a month. She was about to take a break and put down the pen after finishing the page.
In Urhan’s opinion, writing was much more difficult than fighting on horseback. His Yanshi must be exhausted from writing so much at once, so he took her hand with distress, held it in his palm, and kneaded it gently to relieve the soreness.
“Otherwise, don’t copy it. Anyway, the tribe will also prepare birthday gifts. I’ll prepare anything else for Yanshi to send off.”
Jiang Rui didn’t say whether it was okay or not. She took a sip from the tea cup with her free hand and asked him, “Have you discussed it yet?”
“Not yet.” Urhan frowned.
There was another quarrel in the king’s tent just now. Several groups of people almost started fighting, but they were kicked out one by one by the upset Urhan.
“What plans have they proposed?”
“Aguda and others proposed five hundred sheep, two hundred cattle, and two hundred horses. Those old men Risong thought that it was too much. He insisted on changing it to fifty sheep, fifty cows, fifty horses, and a few cartloads of fine furs to make up the number.”
Jiang Rui held the teacup and leaned back, leaning on Urhan’s arm. She took another sip of tea and said, “Both of these plans are not appropriate.”
“Yanshi’s thoughts are the same as mine.” Urhan rubbed her shoulders.
The Di tribe was not limited to the Royal Court, but there were also many settlements scattered around it. Every time there was a transition, the position occupied by the Royal Court was naturally the best. The water and grass were abundant, and the cattle and sheep were the fattest. Therefore, even if materials were scarce, the people of the Royal Court were the least likely to starve.
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