Qingguo's Chengtian Hall is majestic and wide, and the interior is even more splendid, only to get to the front of the main hall, there will be bursts of coolness from the inside, no need to think, the three of Yan Guo also know that there must be ice cubes in this hall.

Entering the hall, Han Mo only felt that this hall was too huge, and with his eyesight, he could only see the golden dragon altar at the end, which was dazzling with golden light, and he could only see a person in a golden robe sitting at the dragon throne from a distance, the specific appearance was indeed difficult to see, from the gate to the place where the dragon altar was, it was hundreds of meters away.

On both sides of the hall, there are tall jade pillars erected, extending from the main entrance to the dragon altar, there are ten big jade pillars on the left and right, supporting the golden top, the top of the jade pillar is painted black, decorated with gold grain, each jade pillar actually has a special material carved into the dragon, curled on the jade pillar, just like the dragon soaring like a cloud, looks exquisite and incomparable.

A long, carpeted straight road leads to the Dragon Altar, but on either side of the straight are two long pools.

The luxurious carpet was embroidered with a golden dragon, and the dragon's head faced the temple door, like a golden dragon coming out of the dragon altar, rushing out of the door and going straight to the sky.

The pools on both sides of the straight road are Han Mo, who has seen the world, and he can't help but be amazed.

Who would have imagined that on top of such a solemn and majestic Qing Palace, there are such elegant facilities, and Qing people are so elegant, and they are really self-contained from top to bottom.

The water of the pond is clear, in addition to the swimming golden carp in the water, there are more lotus flowers on the water surface, and I don't know how ingenious the people of Qingguo are, design out the beautiful scenery of the indoor lotus, the golden carp is everywhere, the water surface ripples, the fragrance of the lotus flowers spreads, so that this majestic hall is actually a refreshing sense of comfort.

Han Mo followed behind Cao Yin and walked forward along the knowledge, but he was thinking in his heart: "Such an atmosphere is either a sign of wealth and prosperity, or a sign of the death of the country!" ”

Near the Dragon Altar, the civil and military officials of Qingguo stand outside the pool.

Yun Canglan and Liu Shan took the lead in stepping forward, knelt on the ground, and said respectfully: "Long live my emperor, the Yan delegation has come to the Hajj!" ”

Cao Yin had a faint smile on his face, Han Mo and Song Shiqing followed behind him left and right, their steps were steady, and they gradually approached the dragon altar, and when they approached at this time, Han Mo could already clearly see the appearance of Emperor Chongren on the dragon throne.

This Emperor Chongren is dressed in a golden robe, wearing a golden crown, in his forties, but he looks a little thin, a lock of small beard hangs under his chin, if he goes to the golden robe and golden crown, he looks like a teaching gentleman, up and down, and he can't see the so-called king's breath when he is in his forties, compared to the deep and powerful Emperor Yan, but it is quite a distance.

Cao Yin stood still in front of the hall, and then arched his hand and said: "Cao Yin, the envoy of the Yan State, meet His Majesty the Emperor of Qingguo!" ”

Han Mo and Song Shiqing also bowed.

On the high platform, a eunuch had already said in a sharp voice: "See my emperor, why don't you worship?" ”

Cao Yin said calmly: "We are not the ministers of your country, and when we see the king of your country, we naturally don't need to pay homage!" ”

At this moment, a person from the list of ministers on the left stood by the pool and said in a loud voice: "Initiate the saint, the envoys of the Yan Kingdom do not know the etiquette, and there is no saint in their eyes, so the ministers ask the saint to punish him!" ”

Han Mo squinted at the person who came out of the ranks, but he also knew that it was Qian Zhongcheng of Yushitai who was ridiculed by himself at the reception banquet that night, and this guy was going to take revenge when he seized the opportunity.

Emperor Qing yawned and asked, "Yes, why don't you worship me when you see me?" In this world, who dares not to worship those who see me? ”

Cao Yin said calmly: "We are the ministers of the Yan Kingdom, the Yan Kingdom is not the subject of the Qing Kingdom, we are not the ministers of the Qing Kingdom, and His Majesty the Emperor is not the lord of our peers, so naturally we can't bow down." ”

Emperor Naqing thought for a while, nodded and said, "What you said makes sense, it seems to be ...... Yes, you don't have to worship me! ”

That Qian Zhongcheng said unrelentingly: "Qiqi Shengshang, although they are the ministers of Yan State, but Yan State is a small country of princes, and I Daqing has never recognized its legitimacy. Besides, now it is above my Qing Palace, in the Qing Palace, if you don't bow down to me Qing Tian, that is not to put my Daqing in your eyes, how can you spare it? ”

Emperor Qing immediately nodded and said, "Yes, yes." Envoys of Yan Kingdom, you are a small country of princes, this is my court, you must worship me, otherwise you will look down on me Daqing! ”

Yun Canglan, who was bowing in front of him, finally bowed his hand and said: "Holy Lord, the envoys of Yan Kingdom came this time to make an alliance between the two countries, and to send the princess of Yan Kingdom to marry. As a master, I should treat him with courtesy! ”

Emperor Qing pondered for a moment, and said with his head bowed: "What Yun Aiqing said is polite. The envoys of the Yan State are here to benefit the alliance between the two countries, and they must not be rude, otherwise they will lose our dignity in the country...... Uh-huh, don't worship! ”

What else did Qian Zhongcheng have to say, Yun Canglan's eyes were like lightning, he had already looked straight at the past, and sneered: "Lord Qian, the front is dangerous, and my Daqing and Yan Guo are well aligned, which is a reciprocal benefit for the two countries." What do you want to do in this egg and deliberately sow disrespect between the two countries? ”

That Qian Zhongcheng glanced at Yun Canglan, and seemed to be very jealous of Yun Canglan, so he stopped talking again, snorted coldly, and stopped talking.

The court was very silent, Cao Yin glanced back at Song Shiqing, Song Shiqing understood, took two steps forward, and took out the national letter from his sleeve, which is a necessary procedure for the envoy to enter the court.

Song Shiqing opened the national letter, he was full of energy, and his sonorous voice soon sounded in the wide Qing Palace.

The contents of the national letters visited by various countries are almost always in accordance with the procedure, which is nothing more than shouting that the friendship between the two countries will be eternal, that the brothers of each generation will help each other, and these contents will be high-sounding, and whether the reader or the reader will smell it, they will not think so, but they must be read out on such an occasion.

Han Mo just smiled faintly, sometimes in his heart he felt that things in the world were really wonderful, these beautiful and harmonious words, piled up, but they were hypocritical to the extreme, both sides didn't believe it in their hearts, but they wanted to make a peaceful gesture on their faces.

Whether it is the content of the national letter or the expression of the person, it reaches the extreme of hypocrisy at this moment.

……

Han Mo first looked at Emperor Qing on the dragon throne, and from the time Song Shiqing began to read out the national letter, the emperor closed his eyes, as if he was listening attentively, showing a calm and relaxed manner, and he was not alarmed.

This look is very different from Fang Cai's indecisive temperament.

For a while, Han Mo really couldn't see what kind of person this emperor was, whether explicitly or secretly, Han Mo had heard a lot of stories about this emperor, he was lustful, extremely poor and luxurious, and he was very afraid of his wife Qinghou, who was extremely soft-eared, according to the standard of comments, he was a big faint king.

The national book was long, and Han Mo suddenly felt some discomfort on his body, he only felt that there were two columns in the court, and it seemed that many eyes were looking at his body. With so many eyes gathered in one place, it naturally made Han Mo feel a little uncomfortable.

In fact, Han Mo didn't know that the song "When Will the Bright Moon Exist" in Uncle Guo's Mansion that night, for some reason, had spread all over the world, and even a master of music and rhythm had composed a tune for this song, which became the most sung song in the major painting boats in Peacock Lake, and it was also the most popular track in the past two days.

Qingguo's literary scene is thriving, and if there is a little good work, it will definitely spread all over quickly.

And some people even vaguely know that the original words of this poem "When Will the Bright Moon Exist" seem to have come from a deputy envoy of the Yan State Mission.

The officials in the DPRK and China are all well-informed, and they naturally know the popularity of this song "When Will the Bright Moon Exist", so they are also curious about the original author of this song.

Although many officials attended the banquet that night, it was only a very small part, and there were still many people in the DPRK and China who were very interested in this deputy envoy of Qingguo.

So everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at Han Mo's body, seeing that the original author of the word turned out to be a handsome young man, who was a little open-minded, but he had a little bit of fearful thoughts in his heart after the waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves, and those who had a small belly suddenly gave birth to great doubts, only thinking that such a young envoy, how could he make such an ethereal and atmospheric "When Will the Bright Moon Exist"?

Just when the courtiers of Qingguo praised or depreciated Han Mo in their hearts, Han Mo was not idle, he was standing upright, but the corner of his eyes was searching for some legendary characters in the palace, such as Shang Zhongli, the holy general of Qingguo, for example, the old prime minister of Qingguo who no longer had much power but still had some prestige, as for the peerless generation of Qinghou, it was naturally impossible to see it in the court.

At the forefront of Wenchen, Han Mo saw an old man in a purple robe, with his body bent, because he was standing at the forefront, facing the dragon altar, he couldn't see his appearance clearly for a while, but Han Mo knew in his heart that he was qualified to stand in that position, and the one who was higher than his uncle Lu Shangde could only be the old prime minister, that is, the father of the former queen of Qingguo who was burned to death.

Behind the old prime minister, there is the uncle Lu Shangde, who can rank second among the ministers, which also shows his power in the court.

Looking at the right column, this is the list of military attachés, almost all of them are wearing the armor and armor of military generals, the armor is distinct, compared to the elegance of the left column Wenchen, the right column is more brave and domineering.

Regardless of the abilities of these people, at least on the surface, Wenchen showed their rippling elegance, and the military generals also used armor to make themselves appear more powerful and brave.

Han Mo's eyes quietly looked at the person at the forefront of the generals.

Like a mountain!

Although the front side could not be seen clearly, the background of the man gave people an extremely heavy feeling, as if a mountain was standing there, and the heavy armor wrapped the mighty body, although the head was full of flowers, but the veteran's body was as tall as a pine.

That's a battle-hardened domineering spirit!

Han Mo knew that he was such a character who supported the country of Qingguo, just like Xiao Huaiyu of Yan Kingdom, these two famous generals, each used their own strength to support the safety of the two countries!

Song Shiqing finally finished reading the national book, and next, it was the answer of the Qingguo side, and the officials of the Ministry of Rites continued Song Shiqing's lengthy clichés and made another noise.

Han Mo retracted his gaze and set his gaze on Emperor Qing again.

I saw Emperor Qing sitting on the golden dragon throne, his hands in front of his abdomen, his eyes closed, and he still looked like a calm and idle old monk.

Han Mo couldn't help but admire in his heart, this emperor was really patient, it seemed that he didn't do much zazen on weekdays, otherwise it would be impossible to maintain one posture for so long.

When the officials of the Qingguo Rite Department finished reading, the Qingdian was suddenly silent, and everyone was waiting for the emperor to speak.

It's just a long time, but the emperor seems to close his eyes and ponder, and there is no reaction, everyone looks at each other, Cao Yin and Han Mo also frowned slightly, at this moment, everyone clearly heard, from the dragon seat, a voice came out.

Snort!

The emperor of Qingguo, on such an occasion, sat on the dragon chair and snored.

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ps: I'm sleepy too, let's vote!

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