No matter how lively the festival is, it will be over, and the most excited crowd will disperse. One day, the lively and lively ceremony of the Han family that had not been seen for decades was just after half the day. Meng Li and the soldiers and horses he brought were like heroes in front of the people for nearly two hours, and there was also pride and incomprehension. But after all, we accept the cheers, don't we?

But it is bitter that the nobles of the Northern Huns who were captured as 'tribute', they were thrown all the way by rotten vegetables and eggs, and they were extremely dirty at the moment, so it is better to run in the field with the Han army for a while, so that their face can be saved.

After that, the representatives of the meritorious men entered the palace to participate in the banquet prepared for them, and the remaining soldiers were guided by the officials sent by the imperial court to be stationed in a new camp for them, in which there was no shortage of food, drink and enjoyment.

The palaces lined up make Meng Li's 'soil buns' have a feeling of dazzle, carved beams and painted buildings, and the palaces exude a tall and majestic atmosphere under the sunlight. Although the Han Kingdom is now living in the northwest, the accumulation of thousands of years is really not Gaide. The courtyard is set of courtyards, palaces and palaces, in which the flavor and heritage are indescribable nobility and elegance in language.

When Meng Li's legs were sore, he finally arrived at the place where the emperor held a banquet.

"Shangqing Palace"

The words engraved on the dragon flying phoenix dance reveal the slightest sense of domineering and the vicissitudes of history. Meng Li's eyes were painful, which made Meng Li's mood even heavier. Can words be dazzling? Who believes it? But Meng Li just feels so ridiculous now, which makes Meng Li's fear of the unknown even worse since he found out that Cai Yi appeared in the Han Empire six hundred years ago, this world doesn't seem to be as simple as he imagined!

Without a notification, Meng Li, who followed the three bigwigs of the imperial court and stepped directly into the main hall, was very worried at the moment, and was like a lost soul from the left Prime Minister Wang Kang into the seat on the right hand and sat down.

"Lord~" Standing consciously behind Meng Li, Dian Wei saw Guo Jia's eyes signaling, and exhaled softly in Meng Li's ear.

Meng Li, who heard Dian Wei's call, turned his head, saw Dian Wei's worried look and the look of wanting to stop talking, he couldn't help but smile and patted Dian Wei's shoulder. didn't say anything, just turned his head and turned his attention to Zhang Yuan, the right prime minister who was sitting down slowly, he knew that he should be careful of this person, after analyzing it with his think tank, the position of the eldest prince Meng Wen was becoming increasingly unstable, and there was no secret operation of this shrewd old man behind it, so, is he the person of the third prince, or?

"Your Majesty Xià Arrive~" The shrill voice penetrated people's eardrums and went straight to people's hearts, which made people feel a sense of disgust.

"Erchen and Weichen have seen Your Majesty, long live my emperor, long live long live~" Everyone who was still looking at each other just now left the table, got up and walked to the center of the main hall, bowed to the emperor and sang.

"Zhongqing is flat~" After the emperor sat on the throne, after glancing at the people in this hall, a majestic voice came out, full of neutrality, and it was impossible to see that this was an emperor who had been secretly injured.

"Xie Majesty xià~" The people below who rose up one after another sat back in their seats, staring directly at the emperor on the steps, waiting for him to speak.

"The victory of the Marquis of Yannan at the Yumen Fortress is actually the first devastating blow of our Han people to the Northern Xiongnu in decades, and it must have been regarded as a strategy to know the tragic ethnic cleansing of the Northern Xiongnu. ......, after this campaign, the Northern Xiongnu could no longer threaten the border fortress of our Han Kingdom for at least three years, and their survival on the grassland was still waiting for a new round of melee on the grassland in the coming year, so the Marquis of Yannan really made a great contribution to the country. There is a great credit to the 'Han' nation! Therefore, I hold a banquet here to invite Yannanhou, let's have a drink for Yannanhou! When the emperor began to speak, Meng Li was already in a state of sleepwalking, and when the emperor Meng Chang spoke to the last key words, he woke up again, in the leader's speech, whether ancient or modern, or in the other world, it is also a characteristic, that is, the leader's words are never finished, the slogan is always to be shouted, and the effect is never there.

"Congratulations to Yannan Hou Yumen on the great victory~" Under the initiative of the emperor, the ministers in the palace stood up to congratulate each other.

"Don't dare, don't dare, it's all thanks to the trust of my father, and I can make such a great contribution to the country!" Pushing up with merit and having one's own burden, this is a rule of survival that all people who have mixed up know.

"Haha, I did it first!" The emperor's eyes revealed satisfaction and self-satisfaction, if he didn't want to give this old nine a try, not to mention the problem of the Yumen Fortress being breached, would he be able to force the scimitar-fast Xiongnu into a very hot means of survival that had to carry out ethnic purge?

"Dry~" The people below raised their heads together and drank all the wine in the cup.

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"Then, today's banquet will stop here, Lao Jiu, you stay for a while~" The drunken emperor announced after seeing that the people below were almost eating.

"Huh~" Meng Li, who also had a hint of drunkenness, flashed in his eyes, the liquor in this era has not been distilled, and the degree is not as intoxicating as the beer in the previous life, but at this time, if you drink too much water, you will get drunk~

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live~" Seeing that the emperor announced the end of the banquet, the ministers after the salute retreated.

Glancing at Guo Jia, who looked calm but had a hint of joy in his eyes, he nodded slightly at himself, Meng Li knew that this meeting would probably be beneficial to him!

After a long silence, the emperor suddenly said: "Lao Jiu, you come with me~"

"Oh~" Meng Li, who responded, followed the emperor to the back door, walked through the hall and courtyard, and walked to a relatively remote palace to write a book.

"Taimiao"!

This is like a place where the emperors of the past dynasties worshiped their ancestors, but what does it mean that the emperor brought himself?

The heart of the emperor is unfathomable!

"You go down, Lao Jiu, you come in with me~" I don't know why, Meng Li always felt that the emperor's mood was a little depressed at this time, and he seemed to be worried about something. Sadness? As an emperor, can he still be sorrowful? Meng Li didn't know what to say.

Emperor Meng Chang's thick palms slowly pushed open the gate of the Taimiao, and the sound of "creaking" seemed to show that this quaint and heavy gate was a long time ago.

With the footsteps of Emperor Meng Chang stepping into the 'Taimiao', Meng Li saw the dense yellow spirit cards on the altar that only emperors can use.

These spirit tablets are divided into two platforms with distinct ranks, and the prince on them stands in the air, and the sign is very large.

Meng Li's eyes shrank deeply, as if he had seen a mistake, and after wiping his eyes with his hand again, Meng Li slowly stared at the spirit card at the beginning of the top, and wrote it.

"The Han Empire, the Throne of Gaozu Liu Bang"

Below is "The Han Empire, Emperor Hui and Liu Ying", and then below is the founder of the prosperous era of Wenjing, Emperor Wen, Emperor Jing, and then Emperor Liu Che, the martial emperor who opened the world in Wenzhi and martial arts! Looking at it in turn, it was Meng Li's memory that the invincible shouting, 'Fan I am a big man, although it is far away, he will be punished!' The spirit cards of the emperors of the prosperous Han Dynasty, and the spirit cards on the high platform, finally "the Han Empire, the position of the Spirit Emperor Liu Hong"!!

What kind of world is this! Where did the festival go! I originally thought it was just an ordinary other world.,This Han Kingdom is just the same name.,I have the system of the gold finger of the storage zài.,It's the rhythm of the protagonist.。 And this development in the past almost a year also shows that this conjecture of his own, the great difficulty does not die, but the rhythm is getting more and more powerful. However, this Nima suddenly found that his Han country was actually the proud era of the Han nation, which is nothing! However, he now found that this Han Kingdom is actually a continuation of the Han Dynasty, and he has lived for 600 years, and now it is his turn to still exist, and the population of the entire Han Kingdom will have a population of about 60 or 70 million in Meng Li's mind, which is about the same as the population of the Han Dynasty at that time in history, but this blue continent is obviously countless times larger than the panel of China back then. Just looking at the fact that the Han Kingdom, whose population is not small now, can only shrink into this northwest land to survive, you know that there are many powerful forces in the world that are stronger than the Han Kingdom, at least those empires can ignore the Han Kingdom. But what does it matter about the relationship between the various forces on this continent? At this moment, Meng Li felt that he was in a circle again.

Seeing Meng Li looking at the spirit cards in the air in shock, Emperor Meng Chang nodded very happily, knowing the glory of his ancestors, he could have the ambition to restore the glory of his ancestors. If he sees that the ancestor's spirit card still does not have the slightest fluctuation, then he has to consider whether to choose Meng Li as the next heir, the emperors of all dynasties are all inspired to restore the prosperity of the Han Empire, if you choose an emperor who does not want to make progress, then the last inheritance of the Han Dynasty may not be cut off in his hands, which is not allowed by every emperor! Therefore, during their lifetimes, they will train many heirs to the throne, and eventually they will choose one of them, the most stable, the most ambitious and capable to inherit the throne. In this way, the times can inherit the spirit of never stopping to forge ahead in order to restore the prosperity of the Han Dynasty.

"Li'er, do you know the origin of our Han Kingdom?" Looking at Meng Li's face, which was very similar to that of a concubine, Meng Chang asked gently.

"I don't know, please tell my father~" He has been busy with survival since he was reborn, where can he care about the historical development of this world.

"Hehe~" With a wry smile, Meng Chang told Meng Li about the days when he didn't want to be mentioned and the emperor who was almost dead.