Just when Yao Ruoyu was distracted, Emperor Zhao Yu of the Song Dynasty had already led Qin Xiang and slowly came to the main seat of the banquet.

With his hands behind his back, Zhao Yu tried to squeeze out a bit of majesty on his immature face, and said loudly: "Everyone, Aiqing, sit down!"

was pulled by Zhang Ziqiang, Yao Ruoyu reacted, came to his own seat and sat down, Zhang Ziqiang and Yang Yanzhao, as representatives of King Chu and King Yang, also went to the corresponding seats to sit down.

Yao Ruoyu's seat is the last of the vassal kings, and his opponent is the lord of Ma Yi Kingdom, a short man with a sharp beak and dark skin, judging from the qi exuded by the other party, he should be just an ordinary person, but the guard behind him is a top master near the Seven Realms.

When Yao Ruoyu sat down, the lord of Ma Yi snorted coldly, moved his buttocks, deliberately moved away from him, and even exaggerated the table and table moved to the side, as if Yao Ruoyu had something dirty on him.

Yao Ruoyu didn't feel happy when he saw this, and he didn't bother to worry about the other party, grabbed a handful of hawthorn slices, and slowly stuffed them into his mouth, his eyes slowly swept over the people who were at the top of the banquet, estimating the identities of these people in his heart.

Further up is a middle-aged man wearing a kimono and stepping on clogs, most of whom are Toei's delegates, and I don't know if it's Emperor Toei or the delegates sent by him.

Looking up at the lords of the vassal countries, Yao Ruoyu couldn't guess their identities, anyway, their cultivation was not very high, and the highest one was the representative of Dongying, who had six realms of cultivation.

Because the tribute had already been presented at the time of entering the palace, this banquet was actually just a simple reception for the vassal kings and vassal states, and the families of those civil and military officials were at most here to join in the fun, and the real protagonists were the vassal kings and vassal lords.

Yao Ruoyu first arrived, he was the most popular one, he sat for a long time, and no one came to talk to him, Zhang Ziqiang and Yang Yanzhao couldn't come over because the seats were too far apart, so they could only cast a comforting look from afar.

Yao Ruoyu was happy to be quiet, he was not a person who liked to join in the fun, and besides, the chefs used by the royal family of the Song Dynasty did have a few brushes, at least in terms of making pastries, they were definitely better than those cooks in the Wen Palace, so he was also happy to sit alone and taste these delicious pastries.

The banquet even specially invited the troupe, set up a stage opposite the banquet, and performed lively.

The drama of the Song Dynasty is "Zhugong Tune", which is a collection of many palace tunes, plus the form of white narration and rap stories, which is staged at the moment is the Southern Song Dynasty folk artist Zhang Wuniu's "Double Gradual Su Qing Zhugong Tune", anyway, Yao Ruoyu can't understand what they are singing, at most it is a lively look.

was listening to the song, Yao Ruoyu suddenly found that the surroundings were quiet, and his heart suddenly moved.

In fact, as he expected, the King of Shu was slowly getting up, first stretched out his hand and pressed it, signaling everyone to be quiet, and then slowly walked out of the ranks, because he was too fat, it was not convenient for him to walk, and it took a long time to move to the seat of the little emperor, and bent down with difficulty.

Seeing that the fat on his belly was squeezed together when he bent over, Yao Ruoyu sneered unconsciously, and at this time, the surroundings were so quiet that the needle could be heard, and his ridicule became clearer, and suddenly a trace of ruthlessness crossed the eyes of the King of Shu, and he didn't attack, but he squeezed out a little sadness on his face, and said in a trembling voice: "Shengshang, Weichen has something to do." ”

The little emperor was holding a few sugar dolls to play, and when he saw the imperial uncle coming out to speak, he didn't look up, and said with a smile: "If the imperial uncle has something, just say it, I listen." ”

Taking a deep breath, the king of Shu said in a deep voice: "Shu was originally a fief of Weichen, when hundreds of thousands of Jin Guotie rode south, the ministers were alone, and they had to give up hundreds of thousands of people in Shu to flee back to Beijing. ”

His official tone was very procrastinating, and the little emperor was a little impatient when he heard it, blinked his eyes a few times, and frowned: "Shudi? I remember hearing a few years ago that Wenbang has snatched Shu back!"

The king of Shu bowed slightly, and said solemnly: "Yes! Shu returned to my Great Song Dynasty, and it is really a blessing for the people of Shu to be able to regain as the holy people, but it is just a saint, after all, Shu is a fief of Weichen, and the Dawen city-state is attached to my Great Song Dynasty. ”

The little emperor was immersed in the toy, and said impatiently: "Then let them give it back to you?"

The king of Shu was waiting for this sentence, and suddenly wiped the corners of his eyes, and forced out a few tears, and then leaned over to the ground, his voice seemed to cry: "The saint doesn't know, this interest is moving, King Wen forcibly occupies the fiefdom of Weichen, and does not want to return it, Weichen begged several times, and was beaten with a stick, and when he entered the city the day before yesterday, King Wen sent someone to beat Weichen's eldest son to a serious injury." ”

Zhao Tingzhi, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, is a forty-year-old handsome middle-aged man, and he also said slowly at this moment: "The land of Shu was given to the prince of Shu by Emperor Duzong, even though it was taken away by the Jin State back then, it is still owned by the king of Shu. ”

"Could it be that in the future, where the army will go out and fight, it will belong to this army?" Zhao Tingzhi smiled slightly, looked at the old man on the left, and said with a smile, "Master Su, you are the secretary of the military department, what do you think of this analogy I just made?"

"Ridiculous!" The old man was Su Shi, his eyes widened angrily at this moment, and he said in a deep voice, "I am the upper kingdom of the Great Song Dynasty, and the Wen State is just a small subordinate country, and I dare to forcibly occupy the fief of my Great Song Prince?

As Su Shi and Zhao Tingzhi opened their mouths to support, the crowd in the garden turned out to be excited, and for a while, Yao Ruoyu was like the target of everyone, everyone was angry, and their words were fierce, and they kept accusing him.

Seeing that Yao Ruoyu was still leisurely grabbing the melon seeds as if he was watching the excitement, the corners of King Fu's eyes jumped slightly, and he got up and said with a smile: "Shengshang, it just so happens that King Wen is also present this year, why don't you just solve this matter today, okay?"

Seeing the chaotic scene, the little emperor was in a daze for a long time, suddenly threw down the toy, and shouted angrily: "Noisy, noisy, noisy, noisy, isn't it just a Shu land? Annoyed, where is King Wen? Come out, hurry up and return Sichuan and Shu to the imperial uncle!"

Emperor Song spoke, Yao Ruoyu naturally couldn't continue to pretend not to hear, slowly got up, his eyes swept across the audience like a sword, and the people who were the most fierce shouted were all trembling.

He has been killing on the battlefield for several years, and he drowned hundreds of thousands of gold soldiers in the first battle of Longmen Town, how fierce his blood is, how can these ordinary people who live in a peaceful and prosperous era be able to stop his momentum.

When the garden was quiet, Yao Ruoyu looked at Emperor Song, bent down to salute, and said loudly: "Holy Lord, Shu land cannot be given to the king of Shu." ”

"Presumptuous!" Su Shi's eyes were cold, but the corners of his lips hooked up a sneer, and he said sharply, "As soon as the holy golden mouth opens, King Wen, do you want to resist the decree?"

The ten first-rank military marquis were obviously not interested in participating in this matter, and watched from the wall one by one, as for the six Shangshu, except for Su Shi and Zhao Tingzhi, the other four also sat still and let the situation develop.

It's just that at this moment, a middle-aged man sitting opposite Su Shi with a black face suddenly said in a loud voice: "Why should Lord Su be excited, King Wen is sitting in Hezhou, how many Jin invasions have he repelled over the years, and this time he has killed hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the Jin Kingdom, and his loyalty can be shown to the sun and the moon, since he said so, there must be his reasons, so why not listen to it?"

I never thought that this Shangshu of the Criminal Department, who has always been known for his severity, would suddenly speak, and he faintly supported Yao Ruoyu, Su Shi, Zhao Tingzhi, King Shu and others all stared.

Without waiting for them to speak, the Minister of Industry, who had been silent so far, also smiled slightly, and said loudly: "What Master Bao said is very true, don't do to others what you don't want to do, you guys are gossiping, it seems to be lively and reasonable, but King Wen has only said half a sentence, it is better to let him explain one or two, it is fair." ”

To be honest, Yao Ruoyu didn't expect that the two Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Criminal Affairs would suddenly support him, although he did not support it openly, but the meaning of the words was also very obvious, and he was a little surprised for a while, and subconsciously looked at Yang Yanzhao, and saw that the other party was also confused.

After a short period of silence, an official suddenly walked out of the column quickly, and said in a deep voice: "Weichen thinks that King Wen cannot forcibly occupy the fiefdom of the King of Shu! This move ignores the majesty of our Great Song Dynasty, the so-called monarchs and ministers, if there is no respect and humility between the upper and lower levels, and there is no reverence for the monarchs and ministers, how can my Great Song Dynasty be respected as the upper kingdom of the Heavenly Empire, and why can I overlook the countries of China?"

"That's good!" Another official got up, looked at everyone with a sad face, and said in a deep voice, "When Wenbang was first established, he built the six ministries in vain, and he was just a vassal state, how could he dare to establish the six ministries? It is clear that he has the intention of rebellion, and wants to replace my Great Song Dynasty!"

Yang Yanzhao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly interjected: "This lord, as far as I know, Dongying, Ma Yi and other countries are also vassals of my Great Song Dynasty, but they all set up six departments in imitation of my Great Song Dynasty.

didn't want to be hit by the map cannon, Ma Yi, Goryeo and other lords of the country got up one after another, and spoke out in fear, saying that they had no bad intentions, but because they admired the culture of the Celestial Empire, they imitated the construction of three provinces and six departments.

"I see!"

Yang Yanzhao snapped his fingers, and said with a smile: "It is precisely because of admiration and worship of my Great Song Tianwei that the lords of the country will establish three provinces and six ministries to show respect, and Wenbang is also one of the vassals, and from the beginning of Hezhou to the present in Sichuan and Shu, Dawen has always been a city-state system, and has never been a move to establish a country and claim the king, isn't this move enough to prove his loyalty to my Great Song Dynasty?"

Su Shi watched coldly for a long time, and suddenly said coldly: "Little prince, state affairs are complicated, if you don't understand state affairs, it's better not to interject." ”

Zhang Ziqiang laughed when he heard this, he hated these people very much for wanting to win the Ministry of Literature and Art, and everyone finally won down Sichuan Shu, so he naturally spoke politely, and said straightforwardly: "Lord Su, Brother Yang is the representative of Yang Wangfu, and he represents King Yang, listen to what you mean, could it be that you accuse King Yang of being unknown and choosing someone who doesn't understand court affairs to attend the meeting?"

When he was in college, he used to be the student secretary of the student union of the general branch of the Youth League, not to mention anything else, it is still okay to play an official hat and cover it, even if it has been so long, these skills have not been left behind.

Even though Su Shi had been in the officialdom for a long time, he was also afraid of such a hat that pointed directly at the Eight Realms, and his face suddenly sank: "Little prince, don't talk nonsense! This official has never meant this!"

"Haha! The little prince may be too young and not qualified enough, and he is indeed not suitable for discussing political affairs. ”

At this time, a hearty and masculine voice suddenly sounded from outside the garden, and suddenly everyone turned their heads curiously, wondering who was so bold, and after Zhang Ziqiang covered his hat, he dared to directly accuse King Yang of being unknown.

As everyone watched, a middle-aged man in golden armor strode in, and as he stepped into the garden, an indescribable subtle qi suddenly swept through the audience, far surpassing the aura of the previous sixteen Seven Realms walking hand in hand.

Yao Ruoyu hadn't recognized the person yet, and the eyes of Su Shi, Zhao Tingzhi, King Fu, King Shu and others had changed greatly, and they looked at the people in disbelief, because they really couldn't imagine that this person would appear here at this moment.

They are all human spirits, and they can't hear that what this person said before is clearly the opposite.

When the people came to Yao Ruoyu's side, the momentum also swept in, how unruly Yao Ruoyu was, he even retreated silently under that open and atmospheric aura, and let the other party come to front of him, looking at the audience.

"The little prince is not experienced enough and is not qualified to discuss court affairs, so I wonder if this king is qualified?"

When Yao Ruoyu heard that "this king", his heart suddenly moved, and then he thought that the other party's momentum was stronger than that of the sixteen Seven Realms joining forces, and his face changed in an instant, and he whispered in a half-shocked and half-respectful voice: "You, you are...... King Yue?"