Aoi is a cheap woman, but also an ambitious woman, and if she can support her ambitions, she must have a smart mind. Le Wen Novel|

In just two days, there were new waves in the tense caliphate's court.

During the reign of Mu'awiyah, Damascus had operated and built palaces, but after the fall of Mu'awiyah, the palace of the Umayyad regime was completely burned down as a heretical building, and today's Caliphate Palace was completely built by Hou Jie in order to cater to Hassan.

It took five years to mobilize hundreds of thousands of ethnic groups in West Asia to dig out such a majestic sun-moon-shaped artificial lake and build a beautiful palace like a forest.

The Arabs have risen in the desert for less than a hundred years, and the cultural roots of the Arabs themselves are very shallow, and there is no unique achievement in architecture, and even the construction form of mosques in various places is quite influenced by Persian culture.

The only advantage is that there are no etiquette restrictions like Huaxia, so that the builder Hou Jie can play as much as he wants.

Under his supervision, Hassan's palace is simply a hodgepodge, the towering office area of the front hall is imitation of the Tang style pavilion palace, solemn and elegant, the oppressive people in the grand atmosphere are breathless, and the various harem buildings on both sides of the artificial lake are mixed with the unique architectural characteristics of Greece, Rome, Persia, India, and various ethnic groups.

The Caliph Palace, which is larger than the Taiji Palace and the Min Palace, is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the green trees are full of novel and exotic customs, and the garden scenery is so great that people forget to return.

Among so many palace rooms, Hassan uses the least is the Tang-style buildings in the front hall that are similar to the Taiji Hall Zichen Palace, on the one hand, this is a government office building, but when he arrived in the palace, Hassan spent almost all of his time in the harem enjoying himself, and did not deal with political affairs for a few days.

On the other hand, the palace of the Tang Dynasty is too solemn and majestic, which makes Hassan, who is content with pleasure, feel very uncomfortable.

But today, whether Hassan wanted it or not, the main hall of the royal palace, known as the Jalemu Palace, was solemnly opened, and the fifty-eight Arab tribes, the imams of the major cities, and the main imperial leaders gathered in Damascus all arrived, and hundreds of people sat cross-legged on the futons below, as if they were the Chinese dynasty, and they were talking to each other.

Without Mu'awiyah's conditioning, the etiquette of the Arab Empire was still at the stage of the tribal period, where many leaders sat cross-legged in tents and deliberated, and so many people shouted and shouted in a disorderly manner, and those Arab bigwigs did not feel that there was anything wrong, but were only amazed by the caliph's generosity.

The Byzantine fleet was still cruising the open seas, and many speculated that this was the Empire's final use of force against Byzantium and a full-scale counterattack.

The vast majority of the wealth of the Arab aristocracy came from the plundering of Persia, Byzantium and other peoples during the Holy War, and when the war was about to start, many people sat cross-legged below, all showing eager expressions, and many scratched their ears and cheeks, and fidgeted.

"The caliph has arrived!"

Different civilizations, but the sharp voice of the eunuch is the same, or the Khalid family was confiscated and castrated in the palace with the support of the family members, Hassan's fat body trembled and sat on the golden chair modeled after Hou Jie's Huaxia dragon chair.

Representing the pinnacle of power, the hardwood gilded, nine-dragon entwined dragon chair is shining, which seems to symbolize the supreme majesty of the emperor, but since ancient times, this chair is uncomfortable to sit on, and the fat on Hassan's buttocks is not soft enough to burp, and the dragon chair is high up, looking down, there is always a lonely feeling of being isolated by the crowd, which makes Hassan look left and right, quite uncomfortable.

But it was like this, such a long distance condescending, coupled with the solemn hall, still covered up Hassan's ugliness, which made people can't help but have a sense of fear, and in a trance, the noisy sound became still, and hundreds of imperial upper echelons were silent, looking at Hassan's figure with full attention.

Hou Jie's attention was not on Hassan, the Jinluan Hall was designed by him, looking towards the right end of the back of the dragon chair, and sure enough, behind the layers of bead curtains, a coquettish cherry face of the Aoi clan was revealed.

It seemed that he also saw Hou Jie's gaze, and the Aoi clan nodded slightly, which made Hou Jie, who was already closely monitoring the palace, even more aware of it.

After a pause, Hou Jie suddenly shouted violently in front of all the noble chieftains below.

"Hou Jie, the governor of Syria, meet the caliph."

Except for the time when the Arabs met, they had not developed such a grand ceremony of three kneeling and nine bows, and Hou Jie's sudden hand made Sherman and other chiefs and elders behind him stunned, but after a while, they saw that Hou Jie had bowed, and the rest of the people also left their seats from the bunk unevenly, and they also knelt down one after another.

"Chen, knock on His Majesty the Caliph!"

His eyes slanted at the person kneeling behind him, and the corners of Hou Jie's mouth couldn't help revealing a gloomy smugness.

The sudden kneeling made Hassan also startled, but fortunately, the eunuchs of the Khalid family, who had already been arranged, rushed ahead of him again, shouting in a shrill voice.

"Ministers are flat!"

Seeing a large group of Arab aristocrats standing up with their trouser legs thumped, Hassan couldn't help but swallow back his words.

If it is in the Tang Dynasty, it should be led by the prime minister, many ministers began to do things, with the first bow ceremony, the Arabs seem to be self-taught, the big chief Faisal took the lead in standing up from behind Hou Jie, and asked with a loud and arrogant roar at Hassan above.

"Caliph, is it time to gather his people to fight to the death against the Greek pagans? I, Faisal, in the name of my father Abdullah and my father Ahmaiti, thought that I would be the forerunner of the Caliphate's army and fight to the death against the Greek infidels! ”

The Prophet Muhammad had clearly demanded in the "Hadith" that Muslims should not have a bare face, Faisal especially had a dense black beard, coupled with his strong tendons and flesh to prop up the loose robes bulging, breaking a kind of feeling of a **** uncle in later generations, and there was a majesty in his generous speech.

Following Faisal, more than 100 Islamic warriors behind him also stood up in chaos and made a generous statement, eager to take out their knives and stab themselves twice on the spot to show their determination to fight.

Those civil officials and religious leaders were also clamoring on the sidelines, rolling up their sleeves and denouncing those Christian heretics word by word, which was more powerful than the chiefs and generals.

The martial arts, sexual prostitution and plundering of the Arab nation are fully revealed.

It's a pity that the lower part is the same as the boiling pot, but the caliph Hassan above is always a lukewarm swallowing water, and he didn't say half a fart for a long time, until the loud voice below gradually shouted tired, and Hassan stood up with difficulty on the armrest of the chair.

Seeing that the court hall had calmed down, he cleared his throat, and Hassan finally became solemn, and his voice shouted majestically.

"Today, the caliph watched the Qur'an and had some new realizations!"

Like a whirlwind, the sound waves shook through the entire court, and even the ears of Sherman and Faisal tributaries were buzzing.

Even Hassan himself was shocked, he had never used this hall, and he never imagined that his voice would be so loud.

Only Hou Jie left and right with a large number of stunned Arab magnates, and the mocking smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more intense, as if looking at a group of old hats.

This design is specially designed to set off the majesty of the emperor, and the design of the amplification system, similar to the Temple of Heaven of the sound of the sound stone, the previous dynasties and emperors of the place to worship the heavens are all the application of this design, only the cultural barren Arabs have not seen, so much fuss.

Only this kind of voice, this kind of majesty, is worthy of yourself! Thinking about it, Hou Jie looked at Hassan standing in front of the dragon chair, and his eyes were a little sharper.

The caliph was originally the spokesman of Allah on earth, the successor of the saint Muhammad, and today Hassan also showed incomparable majesty and magic, stunned for a moment, and the Arab nobles below quieted down again, staring at Hassan with extremely enthusiastic eyes, expecting him to really make some amazing discoveries from the Qur'an.

After a moment's pause, Hassan continued.

"The Caliph's view of the Qur'an, the Hadith, and the writings of the sages all emphasize that the caliph leads Muslims to worship Allah, but none of the books says that the caliph should lead the army like a warrior and charge into battle!"

The pitch was raised twice, and Hassan continued to preach loudly with great excitement.

"Therefore, the Caliph decided to concentrate on his own duties, lead everyone to worship Allah, and in order not to be disturbed by the worldly affairs, he specially set up a sultan under the caliphate to oversee the military and political affairs of the Arab Empire, and have full authority to fight to the death with the Byzantines!"

"The governor of Syria, the emir Houjie, is sincere in his beliefs, loyal to the caliph, and devout to worship the Lord, so the caliph canonized Houjie as the sultan of the Arab Empire!"

Sudan? There were obviously a lot of discrepancies from what he thought, staring at the smiling face of the Aoi clan behind the bead curtain, Hou Jie's fist couldn't help but gurgle.

Behind him, Sherman, Faisal and others were even more stunned, the ancestor Muhammad, although he did not personally rush to the front in the large and small battles of Islamic unity of Arabia, but he was not missing in that war, Hassan's father Ali, even led the army personally, and Muhammad's little wife, Aisha, known as the mother of believers, was born in the army Muawiyah successively fought the battle of camels, the battle of Sui Fen, even if the battle of Sui Fen was defeated in the political sense Ali, But in the military, traitors like Muawiya are all bleeding.

How did the third-generation Hassan become so bearish?

The Arabs worship Islam, and they also worship force and the strong, and after a moment of silence, Sherman, Faisal and others immediately shouted loudly Your Majesty, but for fear of being blocked, they shouted to go back and pray to Allah, so as not to beckon Hou Jie to come to the stage to preside, and Hassan fled to the harem in a hurry.

The Arab aristocrats who were left all over the ground looked at each other, and similarly, Hou Jie was also embarrassed there, under the gaze of so many people, it was not to go up, not to go, not to go.

Staring at Aoi's departing back, his fists clenched even more.