Mo Wushi just laughed and didn't speak, and the officials below saw that the master was gone, and they also followed behind, and when they should have struck the gong, they struck the gong, and the two people stepped forward to support the sedan chair and follow the honor guard.

Feng Beilie and Bei Ming Haokong were still talking, and others wanted to come forward to listen, but as soon as they walked up, it seemed that an invisible aura bounced them away.

The voice of the voice did not reach the ear, and it dispersed in a daze.

Only they know that every sentence when talking to each other is inside, and the insides of the two collide with each other, not hurting, but testing each other.

This is the way for capable people to meet each other, and it is the only way to recognize each other's qualifications as opponents.

Xuan Lishuang got up and said, "Let's go to the gate of the Qinglong Gate and let you see some interesting things." ”

Dongzheng Street has been closed all the time, and Xuan Lishuang had to go around the small alley, and by the time he arrived at the gate of Qinglong, the people had already blocked the water around the place.

The three gates of the Qinglong Gate were all opened, and Feng Luoming stood at the door with people on his horse, and said loudly: "His Royal Highness the Prince, please!" ”

Bei Ying Haokong smiled and walked over the red carpet with great grace.

The soldiers blew two-meter-long horns on both sides, and the sound of the horns was so thick that the eardrums of the people who shook were painful.

Xuan Lishuang followed the back of the team, and when she walked to the Qinglong Gate, she showed the waist card in her hand, and all the people guarding the door knew her, but they thought that she was too late to blend in, so she didn't say anything, and let Xuan Lishuang go in with the two entourage.

"The palace of the Xihuan Empire is much more exquisite than that of the Northern Kingdom."

"It's over, the style of the north has always been atmospheric and bold, and it is not comparable to my country."

"Hades, I think the two of us are talking very opportunistically, what do you think?"

"It's not bad, Your Highness the Prince, we're here."

Feng Beilie dismounted first, Emperor Youxuan was wearing a glittering golden dragon robe, standing at the top of the Temple of Heaven with the palace on his head, and the queen on the right beside him, followed by the imperial concubine and the concubine, and then a group of concubines who could rank high.

On his left hand is flanked by a military general, and next to him is a Wenchen.

All the civil and military officials attended in formal attire, and even the concubines in the palace were dressed up in fancy ways, and many people could not see this scene for a lifetime.

Xuan Lishuang took advantage of the minions to help carry things, and took the opportunity to mix in the minions pile and follow them out of the open place, hid next to them and found a hidden place, and slowly leaned towards the Temple of Heaven to prepare to blend in.

Beiming Haokong dismounted, performed a foreign envoy's curtsiness to Emperor Youxuan, and said solemnly: "My northern country sent an envoy to the Xihuan Empire today, and specially brought gold and satin, good breeds of horses and countless gifts to show friendship.

Come on, submit a document here! ”

Respectfully reading a golden official document, the prince took it and handed it to Emperor Youxuan, Emperor Youxuan looked at it routinely, and said with a standard smile: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is too polite, since he is a guest, why should he be so polite!" Today, I will prepare a thin wine to entertain His Highness.

I will take the crown prince to the palace to rest for a while, and then perform the wind reception ceremony later. ”

Emperor Youxuan walked down from the Temple of Heaven, his body was still tall at the age of nearly sixty, and the sleeves of Emperor Ming's shirt were swaying lightly, with an indescribable royal momentum, and a touch of loneliness.