As many guests gradually entered the seats.

The feast begins.

Feng Yewu sat on the high throne of the emperor, climbed high and looked at everything, and the heroic air was even more extreme.

Many foreign ministers felt that they were really not allowed to shave their eyebrows.

"Feast!"

Mingde's father-in-law shouted.

"Hundreds of officials are listed!"

The civil and military officials listened to the order and took their seats one after another.

Then he sat neatly dressed in his seat and looked at Feng Yewu quietly.

"Feast."

With an order, the eunuchs and palace maids began to come from a distance, in an orderly manner.

The delicacies were laid out one by one.

"Please, Your Majesty's Word!"

When the palace maids and eunuchs who placed the dishes left one after another.

Feng Yewu quietly watched the officials and guests, and spoke slowly.

"The territory of today's country is peaceful and peaceful, there are many vassal kings to help, and there are hundreds of generals, thank you!"

The hundred officials stood up and kowtowed in unison.

"Where the duties of the ministers are, may Your Majesty live and be in harmony!"

Gu Naluo, who was on the side of the mission, looked at Man Chaowen's expressionless face and felt very strange.

I couldn't help but cover my mouth and laugh.

The prince of Nanban hurriedly glared at her fiercely.

"Don't mess around!"

Gu Naro was so glared at his uncle that he hurriedly shrank his head in fright.

Some of them stuck out their tongues in complaint.

Gu Naluo complained softly, and the palace maid who was in charge of serving her on the side of the listener almost lost her temper.

Feng Yewu's side, after finishing the lecture according to the script, slowly sat back on the throne.

Feng Yewu remained silent, just glanced at it quietly.

On the left-hand side are Zhou Yi'an, the king of Huainan, Zhu Bangyan, the king of Jiangyuan, Qian Jingxi, the king of Xiyue, and Wu Xuanluo, the last king of Kangchuan.

Still like in the previous life, lazy and arrogant.

On the other side, Chen Sinian, the king of Changwu, Chang Geng, the king of Pingyi, and Wei Siyuan, the king of Beichang.

The three of them were sitting upright, their faces were serious, and the prince's shelf was even more stable.

It looks like he attaches great importance to it.

"The gifts from the feudal lords really represent the characteristics of Kyoto."

Feng Yewu smiled in her eyes, and quietly looked at the people on the left and right, full of ridicule in her praise.

Hearing Feng Yewu's words, the four vassal kings looked embarrassed and ashamed.

Seeing that everyone didn't reply, Feng Yewu pretended to have a headache and lamented.

"Lone has always been a little worried before, foreign audiences, how can the king of the lone country not be rewarded."

"Today, I saw several vassal kings so hearted, lonely and peaceful."

Feng Yewu's peace of mind jumped when he heard the Huainan King on the side.

"Bother a few vassal kings to buy more, so that the foreign envoys who come to congratulate Gu on his birthday can bring them to the kings and ministers of other countries."

"This can also highlight the characteristics of our great country."

Feng Yewu said heroically, but the four vassal kings of Huaijiang Xiyue on the side heard a pain in their hearts.

The number of these foreign envoys alone today is mostly in the hundreds, and each country is a population.

With so many people, it is naturally not a small number.

It's just that in public, the four vassal kings couldn't refuse, so they nodded helplessly with a wry smile.

After receiving the reply, Feng Yewu turned to look at the three of Pingyi King, Beichang King and Changwu King.

King Pingyi and King Changwu had indifferent faces, but Wei Siyuan, King of Beichang, was smiling, his eyes full of provocation.

"Since Your Majesty has spoken, these gadgets are just them, so what's the point of sending more?"

The two looked at each other, Feng Yewu's eyes smiled slightly, and he said simply.

"It's so much better."

Wei Siyuan smiled slightly, raised the wine glass in his hand very elegantly in response, and drank it alone.

It's just that in Feng Yewu's opinion, this action is like a giant python in the abyss spitting out a snake letter.

Suddenly, Feng Yewu remembered that the Zhenbei General's Mansion was not in Wei Siyuan's fiefdom?

There is a suspicion in his heart, this matter must be related to the king of Beichang.

Feng Yewu slowly picked up the wine glass in front of him and took a sip gently, and the mellow aroma suddenly swallowed the entire throat. Although it was a little scorching hot, it could calm her some complicated emotions.

The banquet began, and everything was spent in a cup of sharing.

At the moment of the banquet, Xiangguo, who was located below, stood up and performed a salute to Feng Yewu.

"Your Majesty, the courtier's family has found an artist who has always been good at wonderful dancing, and today in front of many foreigners, I hope to be able to present it to show the characteristics of our great country."

After hearing this, Feng Yewu smiled slightly.

"Xiangguo is really well-intentioned, lonely and accurate."

With Feng Yewu's consent, Xiangguo arranged for someone to prepare.

But after a while, a group of well-dressed women came to the center of the square.

At this moment, the banquet has entered the second half, and most of the people are already slightly smoky, and they all feel pleasing to the eye in the face of a group of graceful women.

And Wang Changgeng, the king of Pingyi, who was sitting under Feng Yewu, suddenly looked stunned, his heart was cold, and his face became a little embarrassed.

Isn't it, the lead dancer of this band is Zhao Xiyan.

Wang Changgeng's heart was full of worries, for fear that this Zhao Xiyan would really make his own decisions and assassinate Feng Yewu so openly.

Wang Changgeng, who was still a little drunk, had already forgotten about Zhao Xiyan.

It wasn't until the moment Xiangguo got up that he suddenly realized.

His eyes were just staring at Zhao Xiyan's every move, and his mind was even more sober.

Wang Changgeng's demeanor was naturally seen by Wei Siyuan, who was sitting next to him.

Now Wang Changgeng stared at Zhao Xiyan intently, and he was even more sure of his thoughts in his heart.

Zhao Xiyan's delicate face, half-covered by the dark red light veil, looks particularly mysterious and attractive, and the graceful dancing posture is even more exquisite.

Not to mention a man, even a woman like Feng Yewu was a little moved when she saw this scene.

As the accompaniment gradually stopped, Zhao Xiyan's dance was also finished.

As soon as Zhao Xiyan stopped, the applause and cheers around him burst out.

Feng Yewu was also very satisfied and applauded.

At the dinner, everyone was full of praise, and they seemed to be a little unsatisfied, feeling that it was too fast.

But Wang Changgeng seems to have experienced the longest time in his life.

In the applause and cheers of everyone, Zhao Xiyan and the others saluted Feng Yewu and planned to leave.

At the same time, it is about to take away Wang Changgeng's worries.

Just as Wang Changgeng felt that his heartbeat was about to be relieved, suddenly a voice pulled his heart back to his throat.

"Slow!"

A voice sounded slowly, and King Beichang smiled slightly and stood up.

Hearing the voice on the high platform, Zhao Xiyan was suddenly stunned, originally after she came on the field, she did think about assassinating Feng Yewu.

can see that the audience has been looking at his Pingyi King worriedly.

She was very amuseful to dismiss this idea.

"King Beichang? What's the matter with you? ”

Feng Yewu heard the voice of Wei Siyuan, the king of Beichang, and couldn't help but be a little vigilant in his heart.

After all, Wei Siyuan is now listed as the number one dangerous object in his heart.

Since he guessed that the Lu family had his reason for destroying the door, Feng Yewu would no longer despise this person.