The envoy to the court, a hundred countries to come to the court, is the most grand worship ceremony every three years in the Dayuan Dynasty.

The worship ceremony begins at the beginning of the Mao period, and the envoys wearing different costumes escort the tribute salute, and enter the palace from the White Tiger Gate, a spectacular picture, showing the national prestige of the Dayuan Dynasty.

Song Yuan was in charge of the country, and the government affairs were heavy, so the reception of the envoys was handed over to Song Beichen with full authority.

Gu Zixiu, as a household servant and an important minister in the court, naturally followed Song Beichen to greet the envoys at Baihumen.

Although these envoys are vassal states of the Great Yuan Dynasty, they also represent a country, and the Great Yuan Dynasty must not be neglected.

Maybe it was a preconceived idea, Gu Zixiu felt funny when he saw Song Beichen looking familiar with those envoys, the Dayuan Dynasty is the host, how can there be a host who doesn't show the demeanor of a great country but pleases others?

If it were the crown prince, don't say licking your face and leaning up, at least it wouldn't coax those envoys of small countries to show contemptuous and self-righteous pride, so that they would forget that the true meaning of this pilgrimage was that they came to seek the protection of the Great Abyss Dynasty.

This style is simply Sima Zhao's heart, everyone knows it, why didn't he find out that Song Beichen was so stupid before?

"Lord Liu, are we just watching the three princes envelop foreign envoys?"

Gu Zixiu saw that a few small countries with princesses had introduced Princess Heqin to Song Beichen several times, and finally stopped pulling the young man next to him and asked.

The young man smiled and shook his head: "Master Gu is still too young, how can the intersection of countries be said in a few words?" The hustle and bustle of the world is for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit. ”

"Don't be so incomprehensible." Gu Zixiu couldn't help but glared at Liu Qing, "Now the imperial power of Dayuan is unstable, and it is not allowed to be sloppy." "The third prince has begun to emerge in the past few days, and he obviously wants to compete with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

The actions of Song Beichen of Baihumen were seen by everyone.

The ministers who had been wavering in their support for the three princes because the old emperor had let the crown prince supervise the country became firm again.

As long as the imperial power is undecided, anyone has a chance to ascend to the throne, not to mention that the crown prince does not have the support of the Cui family, and there is only one useless supervision department left in his hands.

The Supervision Department usually arrests a few ministers, but if it really wants to fight, it is completely inadequate.

Compared with the crown prince who has no military power, and the three princes who have the support of King Yao Xiangrui, the answer to who to choose is obvious.

The banquet was arranged in the imperial garden, and after the queen was beaten into the cold palace, Concubine Xiao Shufei was the highest in the harem, and the banquet was arranged by Concubine Xiao Shu.

The seats are lined up in the Imperial Garden, with a high platform in the middle, which is a venue for dancers and musicians.

The delicacies on the table are dizzying.

East Palace.

Thanks to the blessing of the foreign envoy's court, there is no new fold handed over today.

Song Yuan reclined on the soft couch, rarely leisurely flipping through the book.

When the old emperor was there, although she didn't need to review those twists and turns, she had to guard against the old emperor's means, where was she so relaxed now.

Song Yuan has never taken the few princes in the court who are fighting with her in her eyes, and the biggest threat to her throne has always been that old thing.

"Your Highness, I'm afraid the banquet has already begun, can't you go over?" Seventeen stood at the gate of the temple and looked out through the courtyard.

Earlier, there were still many palace people walking around outside and busy with Zhang Luo's banquet, and occasionally ministers and envoys would pass by, but now there is no longer half a figure outside.

"There's no hurry." Song Yuan flipped the page of the book in his hand and replied.

She had to give Song Beichen enough time to set up the stage, and she would be bored when she sang early.

Imperial.

The music sounded with the movements of the musicians, and the dancing girl walked onto the high platform, dancing like a butterfly among the flowers.

No one asked why there was a vacant spot above, and even if someone noticed, no one dared to ask more.

After the first round of wine toasting, Song Beichen began to float a little.

He glanced at the still empty place above, asked the maid to add a glass of wine, and walked straight to the line where the envoy was seated, and raised his glass to one of the girls in red.

"Princess Linglong came to Dayuan this time to make peace, but if you have a fancy Lang Jun, you might as well say it, and Your Royal Highness will show you with your eldest brother in a while."

The girl in red frowned imperceptibly as she looked at the man standing in front of her, a little unhappy in her heart, but she still spoke gently and thoughtfully.

"The Furong Kingdom came to make peace with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince this time, which was set by the queen, and Linglong can't be the master."

"That's right." Song Beichen sighed lightly and made a look of worrying for Princess Linglong, "It's a pity that the eldest brother has never been close to beauty, I'm afraid he will live up to the beauty of Furong Country." ”

"Let's wait until the prince comes." Linglong tried to smile, but she began to think in her heart, if the prince didn't marry her, what should she do, if she returned to Furong Country like this, wouldn't she become a laughing stock.

"That's what the princess said." Song Beichen bowed his head and left in moderation.

He didn't know that Princess Linglong had a very bad influence on him, and the prince of a dignified country ran to the princess of a foreign country to give the prince of his country eye medicine, which was either stupid or stupid.

Halfway through the banquet, Song Yuan left for the Imperial Garden.

As soon as she changed her clothes, a guard came to report that the fifth prince Song Mingyu had died.

Died in a small alley in the imperial capital, and when he was found, his body was stinking and he was beaten to death.

After the fall of the Cui family, Song Yuan didn't pay attention to Song Mingyu, and he was still a little uncomfortable when he heard the news of his brother's death at this moment.

Song Mingyu was actually raised very well by Cui Jianniang, and even a little too naïve.

"Let someone go and collect the body, report the death of the fifth prince to the Supervision Department, find out who did it, and deal with it in accordance with the law of the Great Abyss."

"Your Highness, don't you want to take a look at the Fifth Highness?" XVII Inquiry.

Although the fifth prince is not close to His Royal Highness, he is not stiff.

Song Yuan paused: "I'll go and see it later, and send him on his last journey." ”

brought down the Cui family and the queen, Song Yuan didn't move Song Mingyu in the slightest, and he didn't expect that it would still affect him.

"If you find the murderer, let's chop it." In the end, Song Yuan thought about it and added.

She can't get close to Song Mingyu, but she can help him avenge this.

After telling Song Mingyu about it, when Song Yuan arrived at the banquet, the banquet was already coming to an end.

Stepping into the imperial garden, it was a sky-high smell of wine, and the beautiful concubine of the dancing concubine fell crookedly in the arms of the envoys and courtiers, and everyone was drunk.

What's more, he pulled the clothes in public according to the dancing girl and put his hand in the place where he shouldn't be.

Even Song Beichen was no exception, hugging Bai Lixin vigorously.

Song Yuan's face darkened on the spot, she thought that Song Beichen would make some mess for her and unite with the envoys to deal with her, but she didn't expect it to be such a ridiculous scene.

"Presumptuous! On top of the imperial banquet, what are you doing here! Seventeen roared with internal strength.

It's just that these people were not woken up, but became more unscrupulous, and someone followed the sound and said with a drunken voice: "Yo, here is another one?" This is the adult, why don't you come and drink? How don't you get drunk tonight. ”

As he spoke, the man got up from his seat and staggered towards Song Yuan, spilling the wine in his hand all the way.

"This lord is very handsome, come, I will toast you."

Song Yuan ignored the drunken ghost and walked towards Song Beichen with his feet raised.

"Alas, my lord......" The man wanted to chase Song Yuan, but was stunned by Seventeen's palm.