"Prince, what do you think?" asked the Chief Civil Official.
Prince Jing took a sip of tea, thought for a moment, and said, "I definitely have to go. Fortunately, my descendants are all doing business outside and haven't come back yet. I have messaged them not to return for the time being."
"Now, what I'm concerned about is my wife."
"Consort Jing?" The two ministers responded, and the Chief Military Commander said, "Which means if you go, Consort Jing must stay here and cannot leave, to put it bluntly, she is to be a hostage."
"Whether the negotiation succeeds or not, either way, it's death."
"If a ruler wants his minister dead, the minister must die."
Prince Jing is deeply troubled by this matter.
"Once I come back, given the Emperor's temperament, I won't escape, my wife has already anticipated that the day I return is the day I go to prison."
The two ministers clenched and then unclenched their fists, clearly thinking and strategizing.
