Chapter Seventy-Three: A Solemn Welcoming Ceremony
In the Canglan Imperial Capital, the spacious streets are unusually crowded, and even the markets and taverns are no longer as popular as they used to be. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
From time to time, troops can be seen riding tall horses with serious expressions, patrolling the streets back and forth.
As soon as there is a slight disturbance in the city, these cavalry will appear in time to nip the riot in the bud.
Of course, most of the ordinary people in the city, as well as small families and small forces, did not dare to go out of the city at this tense moment when the grass and trees were all soldiers, and they all nested at home to avoid the limelight.
And some big power families, the high-level has already warned the children of the clan that even if they want to go out, they are absolutely not allowed to make trouble.
Therefore, although the atmosphere in the city is extremely serious, it is also peaceful.
"Dada~"
When the sun was in the sky, there was a roar of hooves, and I saw a black spot on the horizon suddenly appearing, and the three cavalry armies were dustless, rushing towards Canglan City.
"Hurry up~ It's Xiangguoshi, they're back, ready to greet them!" A sharp-eyed defender saw that the leader of one of the cavalry armies was Xiangshanhe, the national division of Canglan, and hurriedly issued an order to the rest of the people.
"When~When~"
The cavalry approached, but had not yet entered the city, and the bell in the city rang nine times, which was the most solemn welcoming ceremony of the Canglan Empire.
"Three princes, this is the most solemn welcoming ceremony in our country. Xiang Shanhe smiled slightly, and said to the young man riding a fierce beast next to him.
"Hehe~ I'm bothering your country!" The latter didn't know if it was because of the lesson, some of them were crepe, and smiled gently.
"Bang~Bang~Bang~"
Xiang Shanhe smiled, but did not speak, because he knew that this ceremony had just begun.
On the city wall, a roar sounded, which lasted for a hundred breaths.
This is a firecracker, a high-end consumer product that will only be set off during the Chinese New Year, but today, it is a sound of all kinds, and the gorgeous fireworks are shining, enough to compete with the sun.
It can be seen from this that the Canglan Empire attaches great importance to a kind of envoy from the Shenglan Empire.
"Welcome to the Messenger of Shenglan!" a red curtain about seven feet wide and two feet long hung down, and several large characters with gold trim were flashing.
"Conclude a federation of two countries!" another curtain was lowered, and the ceremony was so solemn that it was rare to see in a hundred years.
"Third prince, please follow me into the palace for a while!" Xiang Shanhe saw that the ceremony was finally over, made a gesture of please, and took the lead in galloping his horse in the direction of the palace.
Seeing this, the civil and military officials did not dare to stay for a moment, and rode their horses one after another, following closely behind.
"Hehe~ Let's go, go in and have a look!" The three princes of the Shenglan Empire behaved generously, smiled softly, and made everyone follow.
In the end, it was the soldiers on the border, they breathed a sigh of relief, the task of this trip has been completed, whether it is a blessing or a curse, this hot potato is finally thrown out.
In the Canglan Palace, there is a singing and dancing, and in the Chaoyang Palace, the banquet has already been arranged, and the monarch is sitting on the first place, waiting for everyone to come.
In the past, there were hundreds of civil and military officials to greet them, there were nine bells ringing, and ten thousand cannons were ringing in unison, and now Wu Youyang personally received it, which shows how much the Canglan Empire values the people of Shenglanlai.
There was a messy sound of footsteps, accompanied by everyone's laughter, and the civil and military officials finally returned, and everyone from the Shenglan Empire also arrived.
"Long live my emperor!" The civil and military officials entered the main hall, walked to their respective positions, bowed down one after another, and saluted the monarch.
"Zhongqing's family has worked hard!" Feng Qingyang nodded and beckoned slightly.
"Weichen is ashamed to be!" The civil and military officials saluted again, and only then did they stand up straight.
"Is this the Canglan Imperial Palace? Sure enough, no matter where the palace is, it is basically the same decoration, and this kind of serious atmosphere feels crooked!" A group of young people looked left and right at the main hall, and some of them showed a look of surprise.
"The palace is already majestic, how can it be too casual?"
"However, the palace of our Shenglan Empire is more luxurious, it feels too stingy here!" someone chimed in.
"Silence!" The three princes of the Shenglan Empire whispered to everyone, and then, he took two steps forward and bowed to the wind.
"The Shenglan Empire is boundless, and I have seen the Canglan Monarch!"
"I've seen the Canglan Sovereign!" Seeing this, the rest of the people knew that they were rude, and hurriedly bowed.
"Hehe~ You don't need to be polite, please sit down and talk!" Although Feng Qingyang is the monarch of the Canglan Empire, his attitude at this time is extremely peaceful, just like an ordinary elder meeting a junior, without a little arrogance.
"Monarch Xie Canglan!" Under the leadership of Tian Wuyan, everyone saluted again, and this was the time to find a place to sit down.
"Let's sit down!" Feng Qingyang saw that the civil and military officials were still standing, and he also smiled slightly.
The tone of the peaceful moment did not show the domineering of the usual day at all, but everyone did not dare to be presumptuous at all.
"Emperor Xie!" the civil and military officials saluted, and then sat down.
"Music!" Seeing that everyone was in place, Feng Qingyang said lightly, and suddenly, a group of people walked into the main hall, and after a salute, a beautiful note sounded.
At this time, another group of people walked in, it was the graceful palace maids, all dressed seductively, accompanied by a fragrant breeze, like flying butterflies, twisting their delicate bodies and dancing pleasing dance steps.
"Nephew Wuyan, in addition to martial arts exchanges, what else is the reason for coming this time?" Feng Qingyang gently put a peeled grape into his mouth, looked at the three princes of the Shenglan Empire, and asked as if extremely casually.
"Monarch Canglan, there is indeed one more thing for the younger generation to come this time, I want to discuss it with you!"
"Why, please make it clear. Feng Qingyang's attitude was extremely casual, and it seemed that for him, big things were just small things.
It seems that in his heart, there is nothing that cannot be solved.
"With all due respect, it's late ...... The nephew is cheeky and wants to ...... I want to marry your country!" Tian Wuyan arched his hand, and his words were intermittent, and finally he said the words.
It's hard to imagine that he, who has always been high up and not afraid of heaven and earth, will have embarrassing moments.
Maybe the shadow left by Mo Shanhe in his heart has not yet dissipated, or maybe for some reason, at this time, he, the young people at this time, are extremely peaceful.
"Oh ~ marriage?" Feng Qingyang didn't seem to think of the other party's purpose for this, and when he was slightly stunned, he glanced at the other party meaningfully.
"Is the marriage your own choice, or the decision of the Shenglan royal family?"
The words of the wind are clear, and they go straight to the vital point.
He could not have taken the liberty of refusing, nor would he have agreed directly, because his words had two completely different meanings.
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