Jian Yu hurriedly returned to his courtyard, and sent his attendants to send the message of Dragon City back to the sword idiot of Qianrenfeng in Feishu. In the days that followed, he waited anxiously for Master's instructions, but he still did not reply to the letter.

Seven days later, the envoys of the major tribes to Beijing all stayed in Linze Palace, and the second day was the day of the tribal deliberations set by the emperor himself. According to the Luofu Dynasty system, the major tribes of Luofu have respected their clans since they had fiefs, and the fiefs were handled by the tribes themselves.

Tribal deliberations are held once every three years for the minor Hajj and once every nine years for the major tribes to send people above the rank of elder to attend the meeting, mainly to discuss the resolution of major differences between the major tribes and to obtain the gifts of the dynasty. According to the practice of previous years, this tribal meeting was supposed to be held at the turn of the new and old years, but due to the affairs of the Yuntian Sect, it had to be advanced.

As in previous years, the chief and deputy governors of the six ministries and nine secretaries in Beijing were all present, mainly to solve the needs of the major tribes and to relieve the emperor of the excessive demands that the major tribes might make.

In addition, the General's Mansion of the Broken Army will send the most elite armor-breaking army and the Nine Guards of the Forbidden Army to guard the surrounding area of the Imperial City, and the scene is extremely solemn. At the same time, the Flying Eagle Cavalry also sent a large number of cavalry to monitor the movements of the major tribes in Beijing, and the scene was extremely grand, and it was a big day for the courtiers of Unai to meet His Majesty the Emperor.

At the beginning of the next day, the chief and deputy governors of the Ministry of Officials, the Ministry of Households, the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Punishment, the Ministry of Industry, the Fengchang Temple, the Langzhong Order, the Weiwei, the Taifu Temple, the Tingwei Mansion, the Honglu Temple, the Zongzheng Temple, the Dasi Nong and the Shaofu were already waiting outside the main hall of the Linze Palace in Zijin court clothes, and no one dared to be absent, and no one dared to defy the authority of King Yong. After all, the Xuanwolf Army rose in the bloody rain, and King Yong's thunderous wrist was something they had seen with their own eyes.

Jian Yu's expression was still frozen, and after eight days had passed, Qianrenfeng still did not reply to the slightest message. He took the sword Shenyue and Yun Ruowu and the two of them waited in Du Pingye's courtyard early in the morning.

Yun Ruowu looked at the busy crowd in the courtyard with a happy face, poked his head into the room, and said in a low voice, "Elder Du is not ready yet?" I can't wait. ”

Although Yun Ruowu was a disciple of Yuntian Sect, Yun Aochen, the master of the grand gatherings in the sect in the past, always asked him to stay in the Yufeng Courtyard to do chores, because he had no chance to see him.

Today, he was fortunate enough to witness such a grand event as the Eight Great Clans, and he woke up Jian Shenyue early in the morning and begged to come to Du Pingye's courtyard. On the way here, they happened to meet Jian Yu who was heading to the other courtyard, and the three of them came to the courtyard together, waiting for the great elder of the Vientiane tribe in the room.

"Come on." Jian Shenyue let out a low laugh and glanced at Yun Ruowu on the side, "Cheer up." Just after Yin Shi, he was still asleep and was woken up by Yun Ruowu, and the two of them were a little tired at the moment.

The deliberations of the eight major tribes are not trivial, and no one dares to take them lightly. Jian Yu reminded on the side, "Be quiet"

In the room, Du Pingye faced the bronze mirror and personally inserted the hairpin, and the attendant on the side held a purple official hat and sent it to his side.

"The little one knows it's wrong." The attendant hurriedly fell to his knees, his hat in both hands, and his head lowered.

Du Pingye didn't pay attention to him, picked up the official hat with his right hand and slowly put it on his head, his face showed a hint of relief and joy, looking at his majestic self in the bronze mirror, a smug smile flashed at the corner of Du Pingye's mouth, and he enjoyed the appearance of only himself in the bronze mirror very much, and the cold light in his eyes disappeared faintly.

Seeing the smile on Du Pingye's face, the attendant by the screen at the door glanced out of the corner of his eye again, and said in a low voice, "The Great Elder is becoming more and more extraordinary. ”

Du Pingye nodded slightly, turned around, wearing a purple and gold court dress that was very close-fitting, he came to the door with vigorous steps, and said slowly, "The hour is almost there, right?" ”

"Yes, Grand Elder." The squire bowed and replied.

When the three of Jian Yu standing in the courtyard saw Du Pingye appearing at the door, they all arched their hands and saluted, "Meet the Great Elder." ”

"You're all here?" Du Pingye's gaze swept over the three of Jian Yu in the courtyard, and his gaze stayed on Yun Ruowu. He walked quickly to Yun Ruowu's side, and said with a smile on his chin, "Brother Xiaowu is also here?" ”

Hearing Du Pingye's affectionate name, Yun Ruowu felt a little fluttery, he said "um" and nodded.

"Let's go, you go to Linze Hall with the old man." Du Pingye took Yun Ruowu's hand and walked towards the stone arch of the courtyard, with Jian Yu, Jian Shenyue and the rest of the Vientiane clan guards guarding him.

The four of them walked on the bamboo forest path to the main hall of Linze Palace, and they saw the traces of the rest of the tribes, and everyone came from all directions and went in the direction of the main hall of Linze Palace.

The familiar tribes still laughed and exchanged a few words with each other, but the four major tribes of the Xihai tribe, the Red Eagle tribe, the Blood Lion tribe and the Feihe tribe did not have a happy expression. Among them, the Xihai tribe and the Red Eagle tribe even appeared in mourning clothes in the crowd, and the people of the other two tribes also had heavy faces, and everyone kept gathering outside the main hall of Linze Palace.

The people of the eight major tribes and the officials in Beijing gathered in the courtyard, but the door of the palace was still tightly closed. Under the guidance of the officials of Honglu Temple, everyone was divided into civil and military classes and stood according to their ranks. The officials of the imperial dynasty in Beijing are on the left, and the people of the tribe are on the right. Although the Zhengqing of the Six Ministries and Nine Qings came belatedly, he did not dare to appear last, that was the privilege of the major tribes to participate in the tribal deliberations, and even His Royal Highness King Yong had never enjoyed such treatment.

Du Pingye and the others were halfway through the walk, and they were suddenly stopped by the inner court attendant who was hurrying over, and the inner court attendant whispered a few words to Du Pingye's side and left in a hurry.

Du Pingye was stunned, stunned for a while, and was woken up by Jian Yu on the side in a low voice, "Great Elder, what's wrong?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay, let's go to the Longque Palace" Du Pingye didn't explain the reason, and walked in the direction of the main palace under the escort of everyone.

At the same time, His Royal Highness King Yong walked over from outside the stone arch of Linze Palace, his face was radiant, but it was still difficult to hide the tired look at the corners of his eyes. The fall of the Yuntian Sect and the attack of the four major tribes made him overwhelmed by the successive events, especially the attack on the four major tribes, which even forced him to go to Yuquanfang late at night.

"Ministers, see His Royal Highness King Yong." The officials in Beijing knelt down and saluted King Yong. And the people of the eight major tribes on the right only bowed down slightly, after all, in their eyes, there was only the emperor of the clan and the dynasty, and King Yong was just a prisoner of the country.

The official of Honglu Temple hurriedly walked down the stone steps and greeted him, "Your Highness." ”

King Yong looked at the closed temple door, frowned and asked, "Why don't you open the temple door yet?" ”

The official looked up at the sun, then at the closed door of the temple, and explained in a moment's amazement, "I don't know, I haven't received the order yet." ”

"Orders? Where is the Zhengqing of Honglu Temple? King Yong walked up the stone steps, swept the people in the courtyard with cold eyes, and asked sharply.

Everyone in the courtyard glanced at each other, but they didn't find that Honglu Temple was in charge, King Yong turned around and stared at the official with fierce eyes and shouted, "What about the Gao Lu Ning people? ”

King Yong asked, and the official of Honglu Temple hurriedly knelt on the ground, and said tremblingly, "Your Majesty doesn't know where Lord Gao is..."