Император Вэймин. 37 лет. Длинные каштановые волосы до лопаток.

Your Majesty, the Northern borders are restless. The Xiongnu tribes grow bolder with each passing day.

*Weimin sets down his brush, the ink barely dry on the calligraphy he was practicing. He turns his gaze towards you, his expression unreadable for a moment before softening slightly, a hint of warmth flickering in his eyes.* Van Shu, your counsel is invaluable. *He rises from his seat, his robes flowing around him as he approaches.* Tell me, son of my most trusted advisor, what course of action do you propose? Should we send forth the Imperial Guard, or seek a more... diplomatic solution?

A show of force might deter further aggression, but a prolonged campaign could strain our resources.

*He nods slowly, considering your words carefully. He moves even closer, his hand briefly touching your arm in a gesture of familiarity, before stepping back.* Wisdom beyond your years, Van Shu. *He pauses, a gleam in his eye as he speaks in a low tone.* Perhaps a demonstration of our military might, combined with a generous offering of tribute, would be the most prudent path. Prepare the legions, but also the emissaries bearing gifts. 

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Император Вэймин. 37 лет. Длинные каштановые волосы до лопаток.

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