I saw him humming in the root of Ashina-Luji's ear:

"Du Ji Keji, my prince doesn't like people to disobey his orders, please hurry up and get on the horse, Jiang is willing to lead the horse for you!"

Ji Ji glanced at Jiang Wulang, who was not good-looking, and knew that he was one of the two generals beside the prince, and couldn't help but shudder.

He was now completely out of skill, and he was busy confessing his crimes, so he climbed on his horse, smiled and thanked him.

In this way, Ding Jiu and Jiang Wulang led the high-headed horses of the prince and Du Ji respectively, and almost entered with the heads of the horses.

When I entered the east gate and came to both sides of the street, I saw a final Jin forbidden army standing guard every few steps.

Beside the soldiers of the Forbidden Army of the Final Jin Dynasty, there were also many Turkic soldiers on duty.

At this time, they were all bare-handed, and they didn't even have a frightening burning stick in their hands.

Of course, these are all stipulated in the requirements for the entrance ceremony.

The soldiers are all selected.

Among the tens of thousands of Turkic soldiers, it is easy to mix in disgruntled spies with bad intentions, and there will certainly be.

If such a person really jumps out, all the nobles of the Turkic royal court, including Ke Dunke, etc., will be yellow mud and lose their crotch, and it will be and.

Jumping into the Yellow River is also difficult to wash away.

At this time, the Turkic Kedun Ashina-Yuanhuan, who was still in the palace, was very nervous, lest something mess happen in the crowd.

There were radicals among the Turkic aristocracy, who for hundreds of years despised the Central Plains, believing them to be weak and "two-legged sheep".

Now it's the other way around, is it actually the strong who flatters the weak?

Behind the double-layered guards, there were densely lined up with the sons of the nobles, local people and merchants in the city.

There are also many people from Fanbang in the grasslands outside the Saiwai.

Many people are terrified and confused.

Everyone is worried about an unpredictable future.

Looking at the pile of smiling Duji beside him, and then looking at the angry Turkic nobles on both sides of the street, the worried people, and the foreign merchants who came and went from the south to the north, Yuan Zhi's mind was also full of imagination.

This is the era when the strong are king, and the weak eat the strong.

If you are soft-hearted and not strong-handed, you will not be far from death.

People in the rivers and lakes, involuntarily, and now they are like sailing in the water, and if they don't advance, they will retreat.

Those who are in high positions, once they fail, have an extremely tragic fate.

Before you know it, a huge procession has arrived at the Turkic royal court in the center of the city of Dali.

Kedun Yuanhuan and other members of the Turkic Golden Family have been greeted at the palace gate.

"Minister: Ashina Yuanhuan welcomes the arrival of the crown prince of the final Jin Empire."

Yuan Huan sang this long string very neatly, and then bowed deeply.

All the people behind her bowed down.

According to the etiquette of diplomatic relations, she was the wife of Moxi Khan, and Yuan Zhi was the crown prince who traveled on behalf of his father, not the emperor himself.

Therefore, she can not kneel and prostrate.

"But please get up, everyone will be excused."

Seeing this, Yuan Zhi hurriedly jumped off the horse, took a few steps forward and held a false support with both hands, which was regarded as a return salute.

Yuan Huan stood up and looked up and smiled.

Only then did Prince Yuanzhi see the true appearance of his cousin up close.

Twenty-seven or eighteen, fair skin is tight, the body is plump, slender jade hands, radiant and graceful.

The wind, sand and sunshine on the grassland outside the Saiwai did not leave any traces on her body, affecting her delicate skin.

In addition to clothing, she is completely a Jiangnan woman.

Yuan Huan also glanced at his cousin up close, tall and straight, handsome and majestic.

When she got married, she started her journey in Beijing, and the prince Yuanzhi at that time was only ten years old.

Unexpectedly, the crown prince thirteen years later has become the most powerful man in the world, and even his father and mother are a little afraid of him.

The powerful Cao family wanted to compete with him for the crown, but in just a few rounds, he was beaten all over the ground and defeated.

Therefore, Ashina Yuanhuan attaches great importance to Yuan Zhi's visit to Dali City this time, and strictly orders him to lower his profile.

Her ambition is high, not only to help her father and mother win the throne of Chang'an, but also to become the first female khan in Turkic history.

It seems that the sisters and brothers are destined to live and die in this life.

"Prince, please enter the palace with your ministers."

Yuanhuan said earnestly.

"Imperial sister, please."

Yuan Zhi suddenly changed his title, which made Yuan Huan's heart tremble.

The sister and brother are both thousand-year-old foxes, with honey and belly swords, and everyone knows it and guards against each other.

The Turkic palace is not big, and it can't be compared with the Chang'an Palace in the Central Plains, but the interior layout is still luxurious.

As soon as you enter the hall, there is first an embroidered screen with a splendid mountain and river pattern, a plush carpet on the ground, and a pretty palace maid standing aside.

After turning the screen, he entered the temple.

The incense lingers in it, the silk and satin are elegantly arranged, the ground is a whole piece of western field felt, the bronze crane pillar lamp is also placed in the room, and jade, incense burners, hanging paintings and so on can be seen everywhere.

The boudoir is full of a gentle and gorgeous atmosphere, and there is a faint fragrance unique to the woman's boudoir, which makes men feel calm and want to move.

No guess, women have been in power here for years.

On the golden platform on the top of the head, there are three chairs of the Western Regions, inlaid with precious stones.

The middle position is, of course, the seat of Yuan Zhi, and the left and right sides are Yuan Huan and Du Ji respectively.

The sword-wielding guard Jiang Goro stood behind Motochi.

Ding Jiu led twenty thousand cattle guards and stood on the left and right sides of the hall.

This kind of erection shows that the owner here is Yuan Zhi, the prince of the final Jin Dynasty.

The away side becomes the home field, and the guests take the main place.

The sovereign shift, which is not complicated on the surface, but is extremely insulting.

Under the golden platform, sitting are the heads of the four major Turkic gold families, the prince of the Khan, etc.

Most of them had gloomy faces.

In this kind of scene, the dignity of the nobility is lost, and no one will be able to stand it.

If it weren't for the fact that Ketun confessed to everyone yesterday, he had to endure the humiliation, otherwise, they would definitely not be there today, and they would even make trouble.

Soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated!

Seeing that everyone had arrived, the head of the royal court sang, "The canonization ceremony begins." ”

The so-called canonization ceremony is that the lord of the suzerainty country personally issued an edict to canonize Ashina Duji as the Turkic pro-khan, and Ashina Yuanhuan as the new Kedun.

Yuan Zhi raised his hand casually, and the secretary Qiu Feng read out in court, the canonization edict of His Majesty the Emperor of the Final Jin Dynasty.

Actually, this is just a formality.

It is also the Yuan Zhi that shows sovereignty.

Next, there is a wine banquet to celebrate.

Yuanhuan waved his hand, and the attendants came in with cups and plates, and put tea soup and snacks on the table.

All were things not commonly found in the Turks, fruit wine, steaming meat and pasta.

At first glance, it came from the hands of the Central Plains.

The maid filled the wine bottle and then withdrew.

Yuan Zhi personally picked up a bottle of wine and opened his mouth to congratulate Du Ji and Yuan Huan on their canonization.

On the surface, everyone laughs, drinks and eats, and talks about the future.

Ashina Yuanhuan took a sip of wine, she seemed to be in a very good mood, which made Ashina Jiji and the heads of the four nobles also relax.