At night, the red moon hangs in the sky, and the stars appear in the sky eternally, and the Buddha capital at night is silent and quiet, because the night ban in the Buddha country is very strict. However, tonight's imperial garden was not peaceful, and the emperor of the Buddha Kingdom was honored to be invited to a banquet for the officials and family members of the Great Song Dynasty Mission.

At this time, the imperial garden was already crowded with people, the emperor and the queen mother were in the first place, and on the left were the seven princes of the Great Song Dynasty and the accompanying officials, and on the right were the civil and military ministers of the Buddhist country, and then there were officials from the first to the third grade.

The family members are entertained by the queen in the pavilion not far from the other side of the imperial garden, and in the pavilion are the children of the royal family in addition to the family members of the officials.

"Today, I only talk about Fengyue, not about court affairs," the Buddha Emperor said, looking at the scene in the imperial garden.

The Queen Mother smiled and said nothing, the Seven Princes still sat there with the unique elegance of the Great Song Dynasty, as an envoy, no matter on any occasion, they represented not only themselves or the Great Song Dynasty, especially as the prince of the Great Song Dynasty, and they could not be rude to other countries.

In the imperial garden, the emperor talked with the Seven Princes, had nothing to do with the court, only talked about Fengyue, and the Queen Mother asked about the recent situation of the prime minister and the generals with a smile, and in the pavilion on the other side, the official family members and the children of the royal family all pointed out that the Seven Princes of the Great Song Dynasty were nothing more than the elegance and appearance of the Seven Princes.

Although the conversation between the Buddha Emperor and the Seven Princes of the Great Song Dynasty was not loud, the officials sitting in the front row still heard it clearly, and the words of the Buddha Emperor did not lose the spirit of the monarch of the Buddha Kingdom, and the words of the Seven Princes showed the elegance of the Great Song Dynasty.

The Queen Mother looked at the Buddha Emperor with great appreciation in her eyes, although she was not her own son, but now the growth of the Buddha Emperor is very satisfying.

In the pavilion, the eldest princess of the royal family and some of the ladies of the government are pointing out the Seven Princes and the Emperor of the Buddha Kingdom, for them, it is a great honor if they can enter the palace, of course, they have a good impression of the Seven Princes of the Great Song Dynasty.

"Your Majesty, please forgive your Majesty for being rude," one of the ministers stood up and said.

The Emperor of the Buddha Kingdom looked at the Wenchen who got up and said, "Jiang Aiqing, but it doesn't hurt to say it, but I have a word that tonight I only talk about Fengyue and don't talk about court affairs."

The Jiang Xingwen replied, "Your Majesty, the minister wants to say that the Great Song Dynasty ruled the country with Confucianism, and wants to invite the Seven Princes to write poems with our literati."

His Majesty was stunned for a moment, and then said to the Seventh Prince, "I don't know what the Seventh Prince thinks."

After listening to the question of the Emperor of the Buddha Kingdom, although the Seven Princes had strange thoughts in their hearts, they did not deny it, but nodded in agreement.

"Okay, if our literati win, I will be rewarded," the Buddha Emperor said with a smile.

The Queen Mother did not have any denial of this poem, because the matter above the court as soon as possible had already spread, and before the dinner, the Queen Mother discussed with the emperor that she must kill the sharp spirit of the Great Song Dynasty.

"Then the minister will come first," replied a young man, standing up.

The Seven Princes don't know each other, but the Buddha Emperor and the Queen Mother do, they know that it is the eldest son of Prime Minister Zhang Peng, and he has the title of Buddha Du Yagongzi.

"Go north to the military gate, and see the green forest. Leaning on the sword against the wind and dust, he thought about Shi Liang "Zhang Peng's eldest son got up and said it, and heard countless officials clapping their hands.

The emperor and the queen mother of the Buddha country have appreciation in their eyes, and the ideals of the Buddha country are written in the poems, as well as the famous generals of the Buddha country, Shi Lang naturally does not need to say that Liang Wei is the amazing famous general of the Buddha country in the Central Plains.

"How do the Seventh Princes feel," Zhang Peng's eldest son asked, his tone full of arrogance.

The Seven Princes smiled, then saluted to the Buddha Emperor, and said softly, "A hundred years of the Central Plains, fearless of the world's momentum, male soldiers resist foreign enemies, peerless generals and Confucianism"

After the Seventh Prince finished speaking, he smiled slightly and continued, "Your Majesty, it's ugly. ”

A poem silenced the Buddhist officials and the emperor and the empress dowager, and made the officials of the Great Song Dynasty mission smile, and the tone of the Seven Princes was just flat, as if the meaning in this poem was only that the Great Song Qiang should be.

It is true that the Great Song Dynasty has only existed for 500 years, but in the past 500 years, it has stabilized the Central Plains, resisted the three major forces in the world, and produced countless peerless famous generals and Confucians.

The royal princesses and officials in the pavilion were also shocked by this poem and did not make a sound, among which the only eldest princess of the Buddha Kingdom sat beside the queen and looked at the seven princes through the curtain with strange eyes.

The queen naturally noticed the eyes of the eldest princess, and only smiled lightly and did not speak.

In the following time, countless children of Buddhist officials published poems praising the Buddhist country, but the Seven Princes were just bland poems, and the poems that seemed to only talk about Fengyue were at this time.

"It's not a loss to be the prince of the Great Song Dynasty, whether it is literary talent or for the world's affairs, it is peerless," the Queen Mother said softly after a long time, because the children of the officials in the poem are obviously at a disadvantage.

"The Queen Mother is right," the Buddha Emperor said with a smile, but his face was a little cold.

The Seventh Prince was still so bland, as if it was just an ordinary poetry comparison, and said, "Your Majesty and the Queen Mother praise you"

At the end of the imperial banquet in the Imperial Garden, the officials and their families left the palace under the leadership of the chamberlain, and the Seven Princes were personally accompanied by Prime Minister Zhang Peng and returned to the post house.

The Seven Princes, who had just arrived at the post house and were still washing, were disturbed by a cultivator from the Zongren Mansion, who took out a letter and gave it to the Seven Princes after bowing.

The Seventh Prince was silent, took the letter, and after seeing the mark on it, his face changed, and he asked, "Does anyone else know?"

The monk replied, "No."

"Well, you step back first," the Seventh Prince waved his hand to let the cultivator leave, looking at the letter paper of the Supervision Institute in his hand.

The Seven Princes sat on the chair and poured themselves a cup of tea, and then looked at the belief with a solemn face, the envelope of the Supervision Yuan has never been good, this is known to all the princes and officials of the Great Song Dynasty, and after taking a deep breath, the Seven Princes tore open the envelope.

The content of the letter is very simple, only a few sentences: "Shajin, Gorge, Marriage, Daomen"

The first two are very simple for the Seven Princes, this time the envoy is to ask the Buddha to give the Great Song Dynasty the Western Desert special metal sand gold, and the Gorge Road is a channel connecting with the Western Desert and the Central Plains, and the Buddha is not allowed to garrison more than 10,000 people, but the later marriage of the Seven Princes is a little ununderstood, but the meaning of the Daomen is indeed known.

The Seventh Prince took a deep breath and thought about what the marriage was all about, and after a while, the Seventh Prince's face became more and more gloomy, because he understood.

"This time, the Buddha must compensate the lady and break the soldiers," the seventh prince said and left the room.

In the palace of the Buddha Kingdom, the Queen Mother's hall is brightly lit, and the Buddha Emperor and the Queen Mother in the main hall have the eldest princess, but the eldest princess's face is red under the lights. The eldest princess is not the queen mother's parent, but even more than the queen mother's parent, the first emperor of the Buddha country has five princes, but there is only one princess, so this eldest princess is a collection of all kinds of favors.

"Xin'er, if you don't agree, forget it," the Queen Mother said kindly as she looked at the eldest princess.

The eldest princess Li Xin didn't nod or deny it, but her face was still red, and she didn't know what she was thinking, maybe it was the dinner time when she was still hovering in her mind about the Seventh Prince.

The emperor of the Buddha Kingdom looked at the blushing eldest princess and smiled silently, and the marriage with the Great Song Dynasty proposed by the emperor and the queen mother was also a bargaining chip in this peace negotiation.

"Queen Mother, I think Xin'er has agreed," said the Buddha Emperor with a smile.

When Li Xin heard this, she looked at her emperor's brother, and her face was as red as an apple, and the queen mother and the emperor were smiling silently in their eyes.

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The red moon shrouded the land at the main gate of the Buddha capital, dyeing the western desert red, and the soldiers on the wall of the Buddha capital did not pay attention to the group in the darkness.

The poems in this article are copied, and I'm not very good at it.,It's not in a good state these days, so the article is a little bad.,I'm embarrassed.。