Wang Chong flatly refused. "There are already far too many people in my household!"
Jiang Wenjun and Yuwen Xuandu were both at his side when he received An Dushan's envoy.
Wang Chong did not particularly care what those two thought, but he could not see how an alliance with An Dushan would benefit him.
Although he was now also "rebelling," his rebellion was different from An Dushan's. In a certain sense, he held a claim to a righteous cause! An Dushan had no such thing. If the two joined forces, An Dushan would lose nothing, while his own losses would be great.
The envoy had not expected Wang Chong to come out with such a remark. He hurriedly said, "My grand commander has sixty-seven wives and concubines. Why should the Prince of Yan fear having too many people in his household?"
Wang Chong smiled without answering. There was no need to discuss that question in depth. He merely swept his sleeve and said, "Please return, envoy."
The envoy was deeply embarrassed. He had come after pledging his life on the mission's success, and hurriedly said, "The realm is now divided into three, with my grand commander and the Prince of Yan each possessing one part. If you join forces, you can surely destroy the remnants of the Jiang Clan's court and thereafter divide north and south between you. Would that not be splendid?"
Wang Chong could not help saying, "Does your grand commander have no one under his command? He actually sent a brainless fool like you as his envoy? The reigning Empress is my own mother, and you want me to join forces with An Dushan? Your stupidity is beyond words. Get out of my sight! Say another few words, and I fear I won't be able to stop