The special work of the national book scroll contains not only the wishes and intentions written by the Emperor of the Taisar Empire, but also the national seal of the Taisar Empire and other special seals. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

To be precise, this is a letter of introduction, which is specially used to prove the identity and purpose of the envoys.

Taking the letter of state with both hands, Van Si nodded and said: "Her Royal Highness the eldest princess has heavy government affairs and cannot get out, please forgive Lord Lebata, the envoys can rest in the Wai Post House for a few days, and when His Royal Highness rearranges the time, he will definitely have a good time with you!"

Lebata didn't say much, but smiled reluctantly and said, "Okay, thank you for your arrangement!"

Although the words and deeds of the second prince of the Taisa Empire were rude in the council hall, the Silan people maintained restraint and due etiquette from beginning to end, which was impeccable.

Because of this, the Taisa people, who fell into a moral disadvantage, could only knock out their teeth and swallow blood, and were dragged down by this "pig teammate", so that the originally good Jin Jian was completely soaked, which was really unwilling.

"This, this is the end of Jin?!"

The second prince of the Taisar Empire, who realized it later, was dragged out of the council hall by Lebata, the head of the envoy group, and he was still reluctant to turn back again and again.

"It's over!"

Lebata let out a long sigh and made a pun.

This bowl of closed-door soup is unjust.

"Hmph! These vulgar barbarians don't even know the most basic politeness. ”

The envoy group had just begun, and the two sides had inexplicably ended without saying a few words, and Wen Silun also felt a little angry, but he didn't expect that the reason was on him.

"Forget it!

Lebata shook his head, he didn't want to say anything at the moment, he just wanted to leave this embarrassing place for the Teesan people as soon as possible.

Under the guidance of the Silan court's chamberlain, the envoys of the Taisar Empire left the palace by bus again and returned to the Outer Post House.

Day after day passed, the envoys of the Taisar Empire, who had crossed the ocean to Deran, still did not wait to be summoned again, and the Slans seemed to have forgotten about them, and there was no news of anything other than the three meals a day, which were still hearty and punctual.

The head of the envoy, Lebata, became a little anxious, and he even spent a lot of gold coins to bribe the Silan officials of the foreign post house, but all the inquiries and deliveries were silent, and a lot of money was spent in vain.

However, the Silan people did not mean to put them under house arrest, and they could either stay in the outer post house and stay out, or they could go out and get in touch with the customs of the imperial capital Deland City.

Some impatient merchant envoys were the first to go out, roaming the streets every day, looking for business opportunities, and even tried to sneak into the industrial area outside the city, but they were stopped by the royal guards who monitored them at the security checkpoint, and they were unable to succeed.

Compared with the tangled anguish of Lebata, the head of the Teesar Empire's envoys, who was anxiously waiting for the news of the Silan court's summons and did not dare to leave half a step away, was about to pull his beard clean, Winslen, the prince of the Teesar Empire, who served as the deputy minister of the embassy, seemed to have found his own fun in the city of Teresa.

With a bold shot, a noble status, a handsome person, and a few lines of poetry containing meaning from time to time, the prince of Taisa, who went to the Silan Empire, quickly gathered a group of wild bees and butterflies, clustering around the land of wind and moon in Delan City.

"One chicken, two can fly, three copper plates bought, four colors, wrong, wrong! A glass of wine! Hey, that's a fresh word! Come again!"

"Prince Winslen has a lot of wine! Mennie, you have to serve this prince well tonight!"

"Such a handsome prince, this is my luck!"

"Prince Winslon, Mennie's waist is good, you must taste it. ”

"Huh, and this kind of ability! Looks like I'm going to have to be careful. ”

"Where am I the prince's opponent, it's better to surrender first!"

"No, no, no, how can there be any reason to surrender before the war starts! You are showing weakness! I am not fooled!"

"Ahh

In a luxurious private room of the Se'an Guild Hall, which has always been open only to the wealthy and powerful, more than a dozen men and women play a strange game that makes the blood rush together, and it is very lively.

The door of the private room was suddenly pushed open, and several young people entered uninvited.

"Who's it! We've got it here! Get out!"

"Do you hear me! Why don't you get out of here?"

"Wait, isn't this Gran? What's wrong with you guys, is there something wrong?"

"Who? Which Grand?"

"Who else? Secretary of State Harrison's only son, Grant! What are you doing here!"

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- (To be continued.) )