The carriage soon entered the Shenyang Imperial Palace, and did not stop, and kept walking inside.

It wasn't until there was a 'arrived' that the carriage stopped.

Huang Weihuai and Zhou Zheng got out of the carriage one after another and looked up at the building in front of them.

There is a strange font on the plaque, although Zhou Zheng can't recognize it all, but this place, he knows-Dazheng Palace.

This is a place similar to the Qianqing Palace in the Ming Dynasty, which was used to deal with the government affairs and sacrifices of the Jianyu, and the previous four Baylors took turns to govern here, which was the highest power of the Jianyu.

The leader Jianyu was expressionless, looking at Huang Weihuai and Zhou Zhengdao: "In the side hall, let's go." ”

As he spoke, he walked forward. Dressed in white armor, there was a heavy grinding sound in every move.

Huang Weihuai looked at this small hall, a solemn cold color appeared on his emaciated face, glanced at Zhou Zheng, and walked away.

Zhou Zheng's heart sank, and with a secret breath, he walked inside.

The Jianyu, who hated Zhou Zheng, looked at Zhou Zheng's back, sneered, and said, "You can't get out today!" ”

Zhou Zheng and Huang Weihuai entered the side hall, and when they saw it, they saw that several people were already seated, and there was still a vacancy above the main seat.

No one leads, let alone introduces.

There were four people in the hall, and they all turned their heads to look at Zhou Zheng and Huang Weihuai, with different expressions.

The corners of Huang Weihuai's face tightened, and he walked inside calmly, not far away, and was just about to raise his hand, when suddenly a middle-aged man strode out of the side door, and Lang said with a smile: "Has the envoy arrived?" Come to the seat, Ben Khan is late, don't blame it. ”

Zhou Zheng looked up, this is a middle-aged man with a square face and some elegance, at a glance, people and animals are harmless, and his eyebrows are slightly upturned, like sword eyebrows.

- Huang Taiji.

Zhou Zheng's eyes tightened slightly, he would not be deceived by Huang Taiji's face, this is a dangerous person with great ambition and strategy.

Huang Weihuai naturally knew Huang Taiji, raised his hand without moving, and walked forward.

Zhou was about to follow, and just as he raised his foot, a person in front of him suddenly stood up and scolded: "Presumptuous, seeing my country's great sweat, why don't you kneel!?" Aren't you wise people the most courteous? Don't you know this etiquette? ”

Huang Weihuai's face changed slightly, he glanced at the person who spoke, and said, "This official doesn't have to kneel when he sees me facing the emperor." ”

"That's your country, my country needs to kneel down when I see a Shangguan, let alone my country's Great Khan! Don't kneel down and plead guilty! The Jianyu who spoke spoke in an aggressive, condescending tone.

Huang Weihuai's eyebrows were tightly twisted, he naturally didn't kneel, and he knew that this was a dismount, so he didn't pay attention to the person who spoke, but looked up at Huang Taiji, who had already sat down.

Huang Taiji held the teacup and lowered his head to blow the tea, as if he didn't hear the sound below.

Huang Weihuai had no choice but to look at the Jianyu who was speaking again, paused for a moment, and said: "This official is an envoy of the Heavenly Empire, acting on behalf of the Son of Heaven, have you ever seen the Son of Heaven kneeling down to others?" ”

The Jianyu who spoke was stunned, then sneered, turned to Zhou Zheng, and said, "You are Zhou Zheng?" I remember you said that if you want to kneel, you have to break your knees, right? ”

Zhou Zheng had secretly remembered the faces of all the people in the hall, speculated on their identities, and was judging the purpose of this banquet, listening to the words of this Jianyu, he said lightly: "I am a country of etiquette, no matter how big or small, I speak the word 'li', for example, everyone has a word, and the name is not obvious, when calling a person's name, it is tantamount to a memorial, I don't know what your name is?" ”

This Jianyu man is fluent in Chinese, obviously has also read, listening to Zhou Zhenglian's fighting, his expression suddenly gloomy, just about to say more, Huang Taiji put down the teacup and said with a smile: "Okay, the Ming envoy is far away, don't argue about this, your envoy please sit, come, serve food." ”

Huang Weihuai's eyebrows loosened, raised his hand again, walked forward, and sat down first on Huang Taiji's right hand.

Zhou Zheng sat down on the second and sat still.

The palace maid quickly brought the wine and food, poured the wine, and stood behind her.

Huang Taiji picked up the wine glass and said with a smile: "Your envoy is from afar, drink a full glass." ”

Huang Weihuai's expression was a lot more relaxed, showing a hint of a smile, and greeting him with a wine glass.

Zhou Zheng picked up the wine glass and examined Huang Taiji's face.

This person's every move gives people a feeling of spring breeze, like a gentle elder, but Zhou Zheng will not be deceived by him, and he is vigilant from beginning to end, and he does not dare to relax a little.

After drinking a cup, Huang Taiji looked at his left, and said to Huang Weihuai and Zhou Zheng: "Let me introduce you two, this is Fan Wenchen, the right-hand man of Ben Khan, from your Ming Dynasty." ”

Fan Wenchen is a middle-aged man who is a little blessed, with a kind face, looking at Zhou Zheng, Huang Weihuai smiled and nodded.

"This is Zilharang, you've seen it." Huang Taiji looked at the second one and said.

Zilharang's face was expressionless and his expression was cold.

"This is Tuzali."

It was the person who gave Huang Weihuai and Zhou Zheng a dismount just now, staring at the two of them, and snorted coldly with unkind eyes.

Then Huang Taiji looked at the fourth and said, "This is Ben Khan's eldest brother, Dai Shan." ”

Dai Shan is a tall and thin middle-aged man who has been closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, but when he heard this, he opened his eyes, looked at Zhou Zheng and Huang Weihuai, and then closed his eyes again.

Zhou Zheng looked at it one by one, and saw Dai Shan's expression couldn't help but change slightly, Dai Shan was the head of the four Baylors, and he was very powerful in Jianyu, why did he sit in the last one?

Does it mean that Huang Taiji has suppressed the four major Baylors, and even Dai Shan has to bow his head and bow his head?

After Huang Taiji's introduction, just about to introduce Huang Weihuai and Zhou Zheng, Fan Wenchen suddenly smiled and said: "Two, does your emperor still like to pick up the minister's clothes and spank in public?" ”

Huang Weihuai's eyes changed immediately, he looked at Fan Wenchen and did not speak.

Fan Wenchen was talking about the 'court staff', which was also controversial in the Ming Dynasty, but this was the emperor's only means of venting his anger to his ministers.

Huang Taiji sat high, smiling silently.

Tuzali held the wine glass, his expression was frivolous, and his face sneered.

Huang Weihuai took in the expressions of a group of people, and said lightly: "The emperor is the monarch's father, and the monarch's father beats his courtiers, so why do you need to say more?" ”

Fan Wenchen smiled undiminishedly, and said, "Didn't Lord Huang say just now that Daming is a state of etiquette, what kind of etiquette is it to pick up clothes and spank you?" Where did it come from? Could it be that you all like to be stripped of your clothes in public, and you can't be spanked? ”

"Hahaha, that's good!" Tuzali suddenly said loudly, and drank a glass of wine, so as not to be arrogant.

Zilharang's expression was indifferent, and his eyes kept looking at Huang Weihuai and Zhou Zheng.

Dai Shan, who was pretending to sleep, opened his eyes at this time, frowned slightly, and looked at Huang Weihuai with some disgust.

The corners of Huang Weihuai's face twitched, and anger surged in his heart.

Fan Wenchen is obviously a Han Chinese, but now he is helping Jianyu to make him ugly!

Huang Weihuai's expression was ugly, and he didn't know how to speak for a while.

Huang Taiji looked at Huang Weihuai's face, his eyes were smiling, he picked up his wine glass, wanted to play a round, and wanted to open his mouth with a smile, but Zhou Zheng suddenly grabbed the words, looked at Fan Wenchen, and said lightly: "Master Fan, do you know what the dough is?" ”

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