The following luncheon feasted the ministers and envoys who had been busy all morning and had empty stomachs, with a total of 36 dishes, including a variety of traditional delicacies of the boxers, swamp people, islanders, black people, and Eta people, as well as rare delicacies made from precious ingredients from the great wilderness and the deep sea.

During the banquet, Long Chengtian ate very little, and the satisfaction had already filled his stomach, not to mention that he had to constantly entertain the dignitaries of various provinces and countries, and his mouth was dry, so he could only keep pouring bitter vines into his stomach, and this kind of wine brewed by the prince of the swamp people became his favorite drink. The kings of the Splendid Isles all arrived, including the king of Moro, the king of the land of the rising sun, the king of the land of the rising sun, the king of the island of the gods, the high priest of the land of the gods, the high priest of the land of the gods, the lord of the city of the three sides, the lord of the city of Three Seas, the king of the three-faced sea king, Kisli, the Grand Duke of Potts Island, sent his younger brother Duke Kewell Potsman as a representative, and in the Federation of Etta, the Kingdom of Carmon sent Duke Dalos Malone as an emissary, the king of the Kingdom of Silivia Sylvester VIII, and the king of the Kingdom of Andre Bailini? Candrayan himself arrived, and the Kingdom of Ryan sent the Grand Prince Channy Ryan. There are many countries in the Land of the Sun, and about half of them have sent emissaries.

All this was very satisfying to Long Chengtian, the foreign guests were present on a larger scale than when his royal brother ascended the throne, not all the kings of the Glorious Isles had come that time, and Silivia had only sent a prince, and there were not as many countries in the Land of the Sun as there are today. They may have come to see the face because the day of the dragon's face was approaching, hoping to witness a miracle, but no matter what, the king is the king, and they always come.

He sent a solemn invitation to the king and the dukes that there would be an evening of events belonging to the most important dignitaries, and before that he begged their forgiveness for an important meeting with the cabinet in the Seven Sons Hall in the afternoon, and could not be accompanied, but the Cabinet had arranged a great deal for the dignitaries to spend the afternoon.

When they re-entered the Hall of the Seven Sons, it was already afternoon sword, and everyone didn't have time to catch their breath. Xun Zhou is still very energetic, but Dazai Zhuoxuan is tired. Zhuo Xuan was a little younger than Wes and Zheng Kuan, but he was in poor health, and he was too obsessed with alcohol, which could be a shortcoming that would bring trouble sooner or later, although he did well most of the time. These two days were perhaps the busiest two days of their lives. They were all servants of the king, and it was their duty to serve the king without stopping.

There were fewer Qiu De and more Xun Zhou, Xia Quan and Long Yingtian in attendees. Xia Quan is the new canon, Zheng Kuan, the original canon, became the new minister, and Long Yingtian took over the position of general. The position of national craftsman is currently vacant, and there is no time to appoint a new candidate. This is the problem that needs to be solved in the afternoon, but it is not the most important one. In the Holy Mountain and Shenmu Square, the new king could not show too much unhappiness, but in the Hall of the Seven Sons, he did not need to hide any dissatisfaction.

Long Chengtian put his hands behind his back and faced the imposing dragon relief on the wall without saying a word. The Hall of the Seven Sons was deadly silent, so quiet that you couldn't even hear the sound of breathing.

He showed silence to his minions, who demanded answers. From this day forward, he is their master.

The silence of the Hall of the Seven Sons was an invisible river, they could hear its silent noise, but they could not see its direction. When he turned, the crystal lamp glowed majestically behind his dragon robe, and his sharp beard was hidden in a dark shadow, and they couldn't tell what the expression on his face meant.

Long Chengtian's sharp gaze scanned everyone, as if he had only known them on the first day. In the end, his eyes fell on the national teacher Xun Zhou.

The light sprinkled on the bare head of the Great Elder of the Iron Fist Temple, reminding Long Chengtian of the gourd floating on the water. Xun Zhou's eyes were slightly closed, his expression was calm and serene, his silver-white beard did not tremble in the slightest, it seemed that he was not discussing national affairs in the Seven Sons Hall, but closed his eyes in his bedroom. He still wears a white monk's robe, but this is permissible, and the legal code does not stipulate that the national teacher must wear the purple and gold robe of the cabinet.

Long Chengtian walked to the round table, along the curved tabletop, past each chair, and finally stopped behind Xun Zhou. The seventy-one-year-old monk broke the silence: "Your Majesty, last night in the Dragon Garden, Elder Yuan Fa and the other five Dragon Cultivation Monks died in a surprise attack. ”

The river washed over every dike, and they were amazed at how fast the waves were, but they didn't move.

Xun Zhou continued: "Before he died, Elder Yuanfa left the word 'Naku' on the ground with his finger. This is the name of a black clan, and it is another disciple of the Awakening Temple. ”

The silence was an astonishing roar, far more shocking than the roar. The leader of the Martial Arts Academy and the Dragon Cultivation Regiment died at the hands of others, another disciple of the Awakening Temple, whose name is unknown.

"Yuan Fa is in the Iron Fist Temple, how many can you rank?" Long Chengtian's voice was low and powerful, and every word was spoken slowly and clearly.

"Your Majesty, you can rank in the top three. In terms of boxing alone, it is second. Xun Zhou's voice was old but majestic, just like his people.

"Another disciple of the Awakening Temple, broke into the reinforced defense line and killed the elites of the six Dragon Cultivation Regiments, including the top five strongmen of the Iron Fist Temple. Who the hell is this disciple?" he paced slowly around the round table, passing one cabinet minister after another.

"Your Majesty, Naku has lived in Nishizawa for a while, has practiced in the Awakening Temple for three or four months, and he is from the Land of the Sun, where he arrived in the royal capital about a week ago. Six days ago, he defeated Xin Gang in the Dragon's Tooth Tavern Duel in the docklands, and then disappeared. Minister Zheng Kuan replied. He was still a pawn when Naku defeated Xingang, and did the necessary research on the famous duel.

But that's not enough. "That's all?"

"Your Majesty, yes. ”

Long Chengtian continued to pace around the field, looking coldly at his minions. "The Court must get more information about this black clan right away and arrest him. He killed Yuan Fa, except for the national teacher, who of you is Yuan Fa's opponent? Who is the next target of the Black Clan? Can you sleep peacefully in bed? What you tell me, I don't know anything. ”

"Your Majesty, the Great Elder of the Awakening Temple should give an explanation for this matter. "The person who spoke was Xia Quan, the criminal pavilion who had just been inaugurated. It was not long ago that he had reported the death of his father with great sorrow, and that was why he had been promoted rather than banished. At this moment, the new canonical collapsed nose bridge features looked particularly obvious in the light, as if it had been flattened by something.

But what he said made no sense. "What kind of explanation do you expect him to give? He will tell you that he instigated it, and that he planned a conspiracy?" Long Chengtian stopped as he passed by Xia Quan's side, and pressed his hand on the back of the new canon's chair, "He will tell you that he doesn't know anything, just like you." ”

"You have to understand what this black clan does in the royal capital will affect what. Long Chengtian walked to the front wall, stretched out his thick fingers, and touched the golden scales of the embossed dragon, "Tomorrow is the day of the dragon's face." Crazy behavior will not be without reason. ”

He raised his voice: "He wants to ruin this once-in-a-century day, he wants to disgrace me." Will the murder of the Dragon Nursery satisfy the Dragon God?My general, right now, inform Kou Hai that if he can't get the head of the black clan before the end of today, he will give it to himself. He looked at his younger brother, the Great General Long Yingtian, and issued the first order of today's Long Court meeting.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty will do it immediately. Long Yingtian stood up and accepted the king's order, and immediately turned around. The sound of his departing footsteps rang out in the hall.

The river still flows silently. Everyone should understand that the royal court does not need useless people, and neither does the cabinet.

"In this morning's court meeting, Qin Wei's wife, Mu Rong, submitted her proposal to me. She had only one request, she wanted to see Long Dailan. What do you think?" Long walked to the head of the conference table, propped his hands on the table, and observedly his cabinet ministers.

The woman was a wise man. The bills are all written on paper, but there are two ways to submit them, one is to read them publicly, and the other is not to read them out and hand them directly to Long Jun. Mu Rong did not read her motion out in public and state her request, but in a private way. This saved both him and her from embarrassment, and apparently, she didn't expect much from her request.

"Your Majesty thinks that Your Majesty can approve Mu Rong's request, lest the northerners find a new excuse to say that Your Majesty is not close to people. It made her realize that she couldn't do anything but look at it. Zheng Kuan first expressed his views. As the Minister of State, most of the questions raised by Long Jun in the Hall of the Seven Sons, he was the one who needed to speak first.

"Your Majesty thinks the Prime Minister's suggestion is good. Dian Zheng Xia Quan immediately agreed. Other cabinet ministers also agreed with Zheng Kuan's opinion.

"Then I'll leave this matter to my minister. The next topic is the ownership of the deep land. While I was in the Swamps, Greyscale accepted our army's request to submit to the kingdom on the condition that he become a governor. Now his son, Geiser, has made this request again. My lords, do you think I should satisfy the King of the Swamps?"

This is a real headache for him, when the army was under the great barrier, Yan Chonghu proposed this plan to save time and let him rush back to control the situation in the palace, and at that time he was not a dragon monarch, and some things could not be answered immediately. The relationship between the boxers and the swamp people has always been strained, and now that the rejection of the Gray Scales is likely to lead to new frictions, it will be difficult for Nishizawa to avoid entering the vortex of war again. At present, the northern nomadic tide is still going on, and there is also news of mountain people coming down to harass him on the Sudara Plateau in the western part of the Red Mountain, and his kingdom may fall into a situation of fighting on multiple fronts.

Absorbing the Deep Lands into the kingdom's territory may have some political benefits, but it is difficult for the boxers to accept. Many years ago, the boxers of Sawadi were forced to intermarry with the lizardmen, and the offspring of the half-breed Boxers who believed in the snake god were never accepted and recognized by the Boxers, and the swamp people were an undesirable race in the provinces except for Nishizawa. If a province that does not believe in the dragon god at all is allowed to exist...... The day of the dragon face was approaching, and he didn't want to take any chances.

"Your Majesty, unless Grey Scales is willing to renounce his false beliefs and follow our gods, we cannot accede to his request, otherwise we will only fear the wrath of our gods. The Prime Minister's broad face was full of apprehension, and his words were immediately echoed by the other cabinet ministers.

Except for the national teacher. The old monk expressed his opinion unhurriedly: "Your Majesty thinks that Your Majesty can make a condition to Gray Scale, if he agrees to build a temple of my religion in the land of Shenze, and allows the monks of my religion to preach in the land of Shenze, he may as well allow the existence of a new province. ”

When the Holy King Yugu accepted Nishizawa, after all, there were many boxers, and the land of Shenze was ...... It is difficult for the swamp people to accept such conditions. The suggestion of the national teacher is not a good solution, but it can be delayed. Give Greyscale a new option to give him a headache. "Your Excellency, after the meeting, you can tell our prince of the swamps. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

At that moment, there was the creak of the door being pushed open, and the steel boots stepped on the marble floor with a rhythmic muffled sound like a drumbeat. The great general Long Yingtian is back. He immediately gave an order to his younger brother: "Ying Tian, after the day of Longyan, send an additional 10,000 soldiers to the Shoal Fort to strengthen the defense, increase the camp and related facilities, and find our Lord Sihu." No one can mobilize a single soldier of the Shoal Fort without my orders. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

He had to remind his cabinet that he was still far from being truly peaceful. The fortress was located at the junction of the dragon and the golden horse, and the path of the virtuous king connecting the golden castle and the dragon passed outside its walls, and if anything unusual happened in the northern provinces loyal to his royal brother, the shoalfort would be a barrier for the dragon. Dragons need to be ready for war.

The car cracked in Jian, just a warning. After the open torture in the Sleepless Square, all would-be sinners should have been well aware of the terrible fate of becoming enemies of the new king.