The defense of the country around Daqi has always been a thorn in Rong Jing's side and a thorn in his flesh, but he is not only strong in the country, but also in terms of military strength

are twice as high as him, and several times he wanted to start, but he was persuaded back by the old ministers in the court.

This happened several times, and even Rong Jing was consumed.

originally wanted to take advantage of his reign to really send troops to the north, but who knew that his backyard was on fire again - the princes in the family saw that he was old and couldn't wait to start infighting.

He couldn't see the scheming of such a half-old kid, so he could only give up and handle his own affairs well.

In this life, I'm afraid I won't be able to fulfill this wish.

This was the thing Rong Jing was most worried about before he died, and this incident made him not close his eyes at the last moment.

And during the national funeral in Daxing, Rong Jing was thinking about the country, and the young Son of Heaven had just ascended the throne for a year - this was also his birthday when he was crowned.

Since it is a big day of double happiness, it is natural that sacrifices and palace banquets are indispensable, and there is also one indispensable, that is, the surrender of external tributes to Beijing.

Wei Yan sat calmly on the top of the main hall, and in the eyes of the envoys of Fanbang, the man on the dragon chair exuded the aura of a king who could not be forced.

But the courtiers sitting at the banquet only had to look at it, and they knew that the son of heaven in their family was staring at him again in a daze.

At this moment, the Persian envoy, dressed in a robe woven with fine silk thread, stepped forward, and carefully held a delicately decorated tray in both hands.

The wooden tray was inlaid with a cat's-eye ruby on each side, and on top of the tray was a brocade handkerchief woven with seven-colored silk threads, and on top of it was a mass of shaggy fur, on which lay an emerald the size of an adult man's fist.

"Meet His Majesty the Emperor of the Patriotic Empire," the Persian envoy said, standing under the steps of the Dragon Chair of the Imperial Banquet, "This is the emerald gem of our country, dedicated to His Majesty the Emperor as a birthday gift, I hope you will not be disgusted." ”

The Persian envoy's somewhat lame words made the Son of Heaven who was in a trance come back to his senses, looked into the distance and retracted his gaze, and looked down at the Persian envoy who had presented the gift with both hands.

The emerald gems on the tray were very large, but he had no interest in them, which were just useless ornaments to him in the palace.

So he just did superficial work and began to perfunctory: "Very good, thank you King Persia for me, I like it very much." ”

The perfunctory nature of these words could be heard even by the envoys of various countries who did not know much of the original language, not to mention the envoy of the Persian state, the Persian prince who had never experienced such an experience since childhood. For a moment, he didn't know how to deal with himself, holding the tray with his hands above his head, but his heart was a mess.

The ministers in the audience naturally could hear the perfunctory tone of their little emperor, as well as the helplessness of the little prince of Persia, in order to make the atmosphere of the scene not so embarrassing, Wang Qian, who was still a scholar, coughed fiercely.

"Ahem!"

Looking at Wang Qian's somewhat displeased look, Wei Yan straightened his clothes and said with a little smile on his face: "I have never seen such a huge gem. Qin Huan, still stunned for what to do, hurriedly presented the tray in the messenger's hand and let me take a good look. ”

Wang Qian looked at such a decent Wei Yan, and finally felt at ease, and the ministers beside him also breathed a sigh of relief. On the other side of the banquet, General Wu Linglan Wu glanced at Wang Qian angrily, took a sip of wine, and muttered in his mouth: "I really can't use the emperor as a puppet......

The inner eunuch named Qin Huan hurriedly took a quick small step, and first made a formal salute to the Persian prince before respectfully taking the tray in his hand.

It's just that the tray looks light, and as soon as he took it, Qin Huan knew that the tray and the objects on the tray were still very weighty.

Wei Yan looked at Qin Huan, who had just taken over the tray and his wrist sank, with great interest, and secretly scolded in his heart: Can this gem be so heavy? Next time, it's good to polish it into a paperweight.

Qin Huan took the object in his hand, and took quick small steps to Wei Yan's side.

When he arrived at Wei Yan's side, Wei Yan was about to pick up the gem, but he saw the white dazzling fur under the gem move, and move again.

This made him suddenly curious, but it also startled Qin Huan, who was holding the tray, and thought that this skin had become a fine by itself, and moved.

Then, a small white head suddenly propped up from the tray, and with a pair of slender eyes that were almost the same color as the emerald gemstones, he looked at the man in front of him in a daze.