The Red Chamber: My Stunning Confidante with a Variety of Styles

On the eighth day of April, early in the morning, at the Jingying Campus.

The originally quiet Beijing-run school ground was now crowded with people, a large number of people gathered here, waiting for the arrival of the auspicious time.

Today is the day of the canonization ceremony, and everyone is waiting for the ceremony.

This is an extremely important day for the whole big man.

Time passed quickly under the anticipation of everyone.

Boom boom boom!
A series of drums sounded, and the auspicious time had come.

"Play music!" With a shout, the sound of music suddenly started.

The magnificent and majestic music resounded through the audience, making everyone look awe-inspiring.

The big man has gone through all kinds of hardships, and finally stood upright tenaciously, standing on top of the world.

"Kings please!" cried a shrill voice amidst the music.

The voice fell, and a team slowly stepped onto the stage.

"Look, those are the emperors of various small countries!"

"My God, they actually came!"

"I heard that they came a few days ago. I thought it was a fake, but I didn't expect it to be true!"

"Big Han mighty!"

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Seeing this scene, everyone showed a look of excitement. Many people thought that the so-called canonization ceremony was just Zhao Qi issuing some letters of appointment to the envoys of various countries. Who knew that the emperors of these countries actually came.

More than a dozen emperors gathered together, this kind of picture is shocking.

During their discussion, these people stood in two rows, and after they took their seats, another chant sounded:
"The Emperor is here!"

A figure dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe and a jade twelve-pronged figure on his head came to the high platform surrounded by the crowd.

It was Zhao Qi.

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

Everyone at the scene bowed down in unison.

However, they saw that the emperors of those countries also knelt down together.

This made everyone excited and shocked.

In the past, it was not that the great Han had never conferred vassal states, but that was more of a formality, and none of the emperors of those vassal states came in person.

But now, not only did the emperors of these small countries come, they even knelt down to salute Zhao Qi.

This is not only unseen in the country, but also unseen in history!

This also made them admire Jia Jue even more. If it weren't for his efforts to turn the tide, how could the big man have such a grand occasion!
Many people looked in the direction of Beijiang, expecting his return in their hearts.

"Excuse me, flat body!" Zhao Qi waved his hand and said loudly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Everyone thanked and got up one after another.

Zhao Qi saw that everyone stood up, glanced at the emperors, and asked:

"I, I heard that you intend to lead your own country to merge with our great man, is there such a thing?"

The common people all showed smiles when they heard the words. It was obvious that they had defeated and occupied these countries. According to Zhao Qi, they were the ones who actively wanted to merge into the Han Dynasty, but this sounds like a relief and refreshing!
"Go back to Your Majesty!"

Among the emperors of those small countries, someone immediately stood up and said loudly: "We admire the culture of the Central Plains, and we are also inspired by the charisma of His Royal Highness the Holy Prince. Therefore, the whole country is willing to become a Han Chinese, and we will always be blessed by Your Highness's grace."

When everyone heard the words, they all looked at Zhao Qi, with a trace of nervousness in their eyes.

What this man said was very clear, they surrendered to the big man only because of Jia Jue.

The implication is that it is not because of you, Zhao Qi.

Jia Jue's feats and prestige have far surpassed that of Zhao Qi, which can no longer be summed up by a single "master of high merit".

Zhao Qi heard the words and looked at the emperors of other small countries: "Where are you?"

The emperors of these small countries stood up together and said loudly: "We are also waiting for the same."

They also meant the same thing, they did it because of Jia Jue, they lost to Jia Jue, not anyone else.

This is their last stubbornness!

"Hahahaha!" Zhao Qi laughed loudly when he heard the words, "My son really has the qualifications of a great emperor!"

This sentence made many people breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhao Qi didn't feel jealous of Jia Jue because of this.

After Zhao Qi laughed, he said to the emperors of those small countries: "Since that's the case, you will accept the order."

Everyone knelt down when they heard the words.

"Teger, you are brave and have learned from others. You are specially named King of Dongyuan! I hope you will guard Dongyuan and work for the well-being of the people of Dongyuan." Zhao Qi looked at one person and said to him.

The man crouched down and said: "My minister accepts the order, thank you Lord for your kindness!"

His voice was full of helplessness. Originally he was the emperor of the Eastern Yuan Kingdom, but now he bowed his knees to others, and even changed from an emperor to a vassal king, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

But so what?

It was thanks to Jia Jue that he survived. Originally, according to what the stunning beauty did, they should all die. At the critical moment, Jia Jue saved them.

The emperors of other small countries shook their heads and sighed when they saw such a scene.

Their situation is exactly the same as that of Tegel, but they have to lower their posture and accept the canonization obediently.

Looking at the stage, one after another, the emperors of small countries became the vassals of the big Han, and the people onlookers all gave out huge cheers.

You must know that these vassal kings are just symbols, they have no soldiers and no power, and their titles cannot even be hereditary.

Decades later, it is doubtful whether anyone still remembers them.

This is the moment of glory for the big man.

After canonizing more than ten small countries one by one, Zhao Qi paused, focused his eyes on one person, and smiled at him:

"Arafat."

Yes, the representative of Dashi is Arafat.

"The minister is here!" Arafat said loudly.

"Here is Arafat, a talented young man of Dashi, capable of writing and martial arts, and a corporal with courtesy..." Zhao Qi praised him fiercely, and finally named him King of Dashi.

Arafat was overjoyed and thanked him immediately. Although Dashi has now become the territory of Dahan, he has become the supreme ruler of Dashi. Although he does not have any real power, this is enough.

As a "friend" who has been in contact with Jia Jue for so long, he knows very well that fighting against Jia Jue is tantamount to courting death, and standing by his side is the best choice.

After Zhao Qi canonized Arafat, he set his sights on the representative of the Sassanid Kingdom.

This is an extremely beautiful woman, it is Kazar.

Zhao Qi praised her as usual and made her the Sasanian King.

But when she was thanking her, Zhao Qi was keenly aware that her movements were slightly inconvenient.

Taking a closer look, she saw that her abdomen was swollen, which meant she was pregnant.

He is very clear that Kajar has been in the capital these days. Could it be that he is a child of the Han people?
"I don't know who the father of the child is?" He asked tentatively.

Everyone also showed curious eyes, who is so capable of getting Sassan's princess pregnant?

Kazaar blushed, but replied proudly: "The father of the child is the greatest hero in the world. He should be on his way back to Beijing at this time."

Zhao Qi's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and quickly asked, "What's the child's father's last name?"

Kazar blushed even more: "His surname is Zhao."

How can everyone not know who the father of the child is?
In an instant, the applause was like thunder, and the cheers erupted like a tide!
His Royal Highness the Holy Prince is mighty, show me the power of the great Han!