Chapter 8: The Imperial City Feast
At this time, there was less than half an hour before the audience to attend the banquet, and many people even sat on the ground, closed their eyes and recuperated. However, the people in the two pavilions directly south of the city gate scratched their ears and cheeks anxiously, and looked around from time to time, as if waiting for someone. The people in the green pavilion on the left were all dressed in blue robes, and several mini dragons were more or less entrenched on it. His hair was held high by a ribbon, and with the exception of a few similar civil servants, each of them carried a long sword on his back, and his face was cloudy and uncertain. The people in the pavilion on the right are interesting, tall, short, fat, thin, handsome, and clowns. One of the scar-faced men had long since lost one of his eyes, and the one he left behind was also very terrifying and fierce. Eyes dripping and rolling. Carrying a pair of wolf-tooth files on his back, he sat in the middle with a big grin, glanced around again, and slammed a big fist into the table.
"Hey...... When has this been, why hasn't Brother Qianyuan come back? Could it really be an accident? No, even if he runs into those old bastards of the Tata tribe, it will still be no problem to escape. When? Oh, it's a real rush. "Fortunately, the table is carved from stubborn stone, and the scar-faced man has no internal force, so the table will not be broken. However, how did they know that at this time, the envoy leaders of their two countries were fighting happily in the forest outside the city.
A thin monkey next to him accosted: "No, it is reported that the Tata clan has only come to three elders this year, and I heard that the most powerful Baili Wushuang and Baili Dulan went to the wilderness because of important matters, and the other went to Tengluo, and they have not come back yet." The three who came were not very useful, how could they dare to fight with Brother Qianyuan. Let's not look for their bad luck, they have long been grateful to Dade and burned high incense. Hmph, the hatred of the treasure hunt a year ago is incomprehensible, and Yu is haunted. ”
"Hmph! The 'Sunny Pearl' will definitely be recaptured, it's just a matter of time, otherwise how can the eyes of the third prince be cured. Now let's take care of the current big event, the birthday banquet of the Holy Emperor of Zhongzhou is about to begin...... If the envoy is not there, and my emperor's will is not there, then it will not be boring for himself and show others a joke. If it annoys the Holy Emperor, it will be very disadvantageous to our Dongli Kingdom. Everyone nodded their heads, and they all looked around blankly!
At this moment, the vocal music played leisurely from the city, the rhythm was tactful and melodious, and the listening heart was relaxed. Viewing platform - above the city gate more than three zhang high, an elegant-looking Confucian appeared there. Holding the scroll in both hands, he swept the envoys in the pavilion under the city back and forth, arched his hand slightly and smiled, and then spoke loudly: "My king's will has arrived, and ......the envoys of all countries have arrived?" The voice was loud and not half hoarse. Everyone was stunned and immediately fell silent. Some martial arts masters who came here for the first time were even more surprised: this person's internal strength turned out to be so strong, and on the surface, he looked like Si Swenwen, but he didn't expect that he was also a member of my generation.
The old man doesn't need to introduce himself anymore, there are old friends who have come to congratulate him in the past, and the new friends must have been familiar with them. The old man Zhuge Hong, favored by the emperor, worshiped my Zhongzhou State Political Secretary, and the reception of all friends this time is still the same as in the past, and the old man is responsible for it......"
According to the number of Zhongzhou etiquette, every time there is a banquet, the hospitality party has to be seated early and wait for the VIPs to come to the door, so in addition to the Holy Emperor Long Ao, several princes and important ministers have come to the square to sit.
Long Fang took a sip of the tea on the coffee table next to him, and looked out the door with a flat face, as if he admired the busy figures of the guards in the square, and these were coming to an end. Long Fang unconsciously took out his beloved little beads from his arms and played with them. The two pairs of beads are almost identical, and they are only half an inch in size. Inside, there seemed to be two red and white things chasing back and forth, like a trapped little beast trying to break free from its cage. The surface of the beads shone with a faint brilliance from time to time, and as soon as the red substance inside approached the edge, it seemed to be stung and jumped back, and the white light always followed behind the red substance, but it seemed to be a little sluggish, but it was still struggling to support. And every time the dragon plays with them, he always feels a faint surging mind, and always feels that he has a monstrous breath that can't be suffocated, and he always wants to vent wantonly, but after playing, there is an indescribable pleasure. Therefore, the dragon side named this pair of small beads 'Changran Pearl'.
Ruyue stood quietly by the guardrail outside the door with several other princes' maids, her outstanding beauty always aroused waves of jealous eyes next to her, although her identity was a friend of Long Fang, but others did not see it that way, although the third prince of the dignified palace had always treated her politely, but these girls still believed that their relationship was extraordinary. Dai'er was very interested, standing silently behind Ruyue, with a small round face and big eyes gurgling around, as if there was something to see. Suddenly, she jumped to Ruyue's side, and whispered a few words in her ear......
Ruyue frowned, looked to the left slightly, and about five zhang away to her left, a woman in green stood against the railing, holding the railing with both hands and frowning into the distance, quiet as a virgin. A black silk only inserted a hairpin at the root of the hair, let the waterfall hang down her shoulders, she did not chirp with other girls non-stop, she looked like a lady, bright eyes and bright teeth, and her appearance was very extraordinary. A purple bracelet on the wrist of her right hand looks shiny, but that's not the point, what Dale just said is that next to the skin of the bracelet, there is a butterfly the size of a fingernail embroidered - it is a butterfly with three wings, and the extra wings grow on the back. If you don't look closely, it's really hard to spot. Ruyue thought for a moment, and suddenly her heart sank: This tattoo seems to have been seen somewhere before, but I don't remember it clearly, but I have indeed seen it. Where is it...... Where is it...... That girl is the personal maid of the fifth prince, right? What is the name of Ruoxi, I rarely meet, I can't remember clearly. Could it be that her identity is really just a personal maid......
The square in front of it gradually fell silent, as if everything was silent, just waiting for that glorious moment to come.
The air above the brand-new square is filled with the aroma of fine wine and food, and even the envoys outside the huge city wall are in high spirits at the moment, and their appetite has increased greatly. Thinking that in a few moments, those unheard-of gluttonous feasts would enter his greedy belly, and a long-awaited look leaked out even more unconsciously.
Zhuge Hong saw all this in his eyes, smiled in his heart, and an incomparable sense of superiority arose. The Zhuge family has been a famous family for more than a thousand years, and it is powerful in all directions. Generations of clansmen are either engaged in business or politics, and none of the businessmen is a big man, and the politicians are all important in the court. It seems that the family has a God-given excellent bloodline, and it has been reused by the emperor for generations. It's just how the kings of some small marginal countries can compare.