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In a blink of an eye, ten days passed quickly.

Although there were some discussions about the matter of the sixth prince contemplating his past behind closed doors, he was only an eight-year-old child after all, and it was the decision made by the emperor himself, which did not attract much attention.

November [-]th, Shen Shi

All the officials have brought their families into the palace one after another.

At this time, Qingming was still in the imperial study room, but the commander of the guards who was supposed to be on the sidelines was not in his original position.

Dong Gui looked at his nose with his eyes, and waited aside while watching his heart.

Soon, Zigui came in.

Qingming raised his eyes, and Zigui consciously walked beside him and said in a low voice, "It's true that he has been drugged, and the amount is not small, and people have sent someone to watch him, so he won't startle the snake."

"Okay, we are ready to go, let's go too."

The new Emperor Deng was basically supposed to accept the pilgrimage and congratulations of the envoys of all ethnic groups, but because the time was too urgent, it was simply postponed to today.

Both Gudan and the Rong tribe sent people over.

The Gudan Sect member is the most trusted younger brother of the Great Prince Gudan, Mu Fei.

King Gudan is about to retire, and the eldest prince Mu Lei will take over, so he naturally wants to cultivate cronies. As his most trusted and closest younger brother, he will of course come over as an envoy to investigate ahead of time; It is the person next to the patriarch's younger brother.Dake, the younger brother of the chief of the Rong clan, intends to seize the throne. Although it hasn't been made public yet, at least he has begun to infiltrate. This is not a statement.

As the time drew near, the key figures arrived one after another.

The envoys had already arrived in the imperial capital three days ago, and the envoys of the Rong nationality arrived even earlier, and have been living in the palace since then, so it is not too late.

"Uncle Guo is here~"

"The general who protects the country is here~"

"Major General Han is here~"

Three choruses attracted everyone's attention.

Zhu Xun, who entered the hall first, turned his head when he heard the sound, just in time to see the two generals of the Han family walking in one after the other, and couldn't help frowning.

Old General Han didn't have any friendship with him, so when he saw him looking over, he greeted him casually and took his seat.

On the contrary, Han Tuo behind him paused for a while when greeting Zhu Xun. After all, he was a junior, so he couldn't be as "cold" as the old general.

"Uncle Guo." Han Tuo cupped his hands.

"Young General Han." Zhu Xun lowered his voice while returning the salute, "Shouldn't you be leaving the city? This is different from what was discussed."

Han Tuo also replied in a voice that only two people could hear: "Uncle Guo, don't worry, I've made all the arrangements." After speaking, he smiled and walked away without paying much attention.

Zhu Xun had a bad feeling when he saw him, and wanted to say a few more words. After all, it was a major issue related to his political career in the future. He was the biggest reliance. It would be bad if something happened, but he left already.

Since there are other people in the hall, it's not good to pester him endlessly, lest people see the clues, so he can only give up and trust him for the time being.

Immediately after Han Tuo left, the envoy of the Rong nationality came forward to say hello: "Uncle Zhu Guo, how are you doing recently?"

"I miss you on Labor Day, and everything is fine with my uncle."

The two looked at each other indiscriminately, seeming to have deep meaning, and then looked away inadvertently, and there seemed to be some familiarity in the words.

Seeing the envoys of the Rong nationality approaching to exchange greetings, the envoy of Gudan Mu Fei was also about to step forward to say a few words, but before he got closer, he was keenly aware of the different atmosphere between the two, and his narrow and long eyes were completely squinted. became a seam.

Anyone who underestimates Mu Fei because of his age will basically fall into a big somersault in the end. Anyone who knows him well knows that he is a typical example of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. He often uses his cute baby face and bright smile to confuse people's hearts, make people let go of their guards, and finally fall into the trap and be gnawed to the bone. You know, in the Gudan royal family, he and his big brother Mu Lei have always It is regarded as a symbol of terror, one is a ferocious and brutal wolf, and the other is a sly and cunning embarrassment.

He only stayed in this palace for three days, and he had already inquired about the big and small events of the Great Zhou Dynasty; now he just looked around here, and he noticed the difference in how the envoys of the Rong nationality treated the uncle of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Mu Fei smiled innocently and cutely, which attracted the maternal love of the female relatives among the ministers around him, but made the followers behind him tremble three times from heart to body.

The tall guard beside him, who had been talking nonsense, suddenly took half a step forward, bowed his head and said, "This is not Gudan, don't worry about it."

Mu Fei's body froze, his smile subsided slightly, he waved his hand, and said softly, "Understood." There was a hint of anger in his voice.

Not far away, Lu Yunshu, who had been seated in a very low-key manner, had no official position or acquaintances. He only greeted Han Tuo from a distance, and then sat still in his seat. His father, Lu Xiang, was still greeting other officials. .

"Tch~ It's so boring! The tone is a waste of time here, it's better to study the art of war at home, my Shuangyang Formation will be completed soon!" He remembered his father's threat, and muttered indignantly, thinking about it, no Consciously began to think about the art of war again, dipped his fingers in the tea, and began to paint and draw on the empty space in the corner of the table.

Ten days ago, the lords had already helped Qingming celebrate his birthday, Qingming was considerate of them and said something first, and those who don’t want to go don’t have to go.

King Chun wanted to accompany his wife and children, and King Lin didn't like such an occasion. Two days ago, the fifth prince's biological mother was infected with a cold, and she still hasn't recovered. The fifth prince wanted to accompany him and simply didn't come; The Sixth Prince was originally punished for confinement, but he was also released today. His complexion didn't look good, but he was still energetic, his eyes were bright, he was less childish and more mature.

Ji Yueliu glanced at him, smiled jokingly, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the eunuch's singing came from outside the door.

"The emperor is here~"

Everyone knelt in their seats, "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

"Everyone is flat." Qing Ming said gracefully as he sat on the highest seat in the hall.

Thank you, everyone, and take your seats.

The envoy of the Rong tribe raised his head subconsciously and wanted to take a look at the new emperor of Zhou, but when he saw the appearance of the new emperor, he was shocked for a moment, and then he opened his eyes wide to make sure again. , Surprised in my heart: Why is it him?

Although what I saw at that time was the one in blue, but his temperament and appearance were the same, so he probably couldn't have made a mistake.

He suddenly looked at Han Tuo, who was seated first on the right, and frowned tightly.

What exactly is going on?If he's not mistaken, they should have a good relationship, so why would they fight against each other!

unless……

He sucked in a breath of cold air in his heart, and instantly felt chills all over his body.

Qingming noticed his gaze and looked over at him, and he quickly lowered his head.

But Qingming was not going to let him go like this: "This is the envoy of the Rong clan, right? I heard that the trade season is shortened today. I wonder if it's within the clan, but what happened?"

The envoys of the Rong clan had no choice but to bite the bullet, stood up and replied: "Lao Xinhuang is concerned that everything in the clan is safe, but there are some arrangements and changes. I cannot go into details, so please forgive me."

"Oh, that's it~ What about the envoy from before? I remember that the envoy from the Rong tribe was called Zai, right?"

"Zai is getting old, and he thinks he can't bear the heavy responsibility, so he has already resigned. His Excellency Mondak appreciated it and was named the new envoy."

"So that's the case, but I'm ignorant and ignorant." After finishing speaking, Qing Ming looked away and stopped looking at him.

He thought that Qingming would ask about his name or other things, but he didn't ask, and he never mentioned his name from the beginning to the end. He only said that he was an "envoy of the Rong nationality", which was quite obvious contempt, even though he There was never a hint of disdain in the words, but he felt it.

But so what he felt, he couldn't do anything, even if he wanted to remind Zhu Xun something, it might be too late.

The contempt and disdain just now was a warning to him.

In short, let's withdraw first, so as not to be implicated.

Thinking about it this way, he summoned the attendant, gave some orders, and then the attendant walked out with a solemn face.

Qing Ming didn't intend to stop them, after all, it's not the time to move them, if they are safe in the future, they won't care about it, if they are restless, it's not too late to deal with them.

Qingming ignored the attendant who hurried out.

The envoy of the Rong tribe then said in a loud voice: "On behalf of the Rong tribe, I sent three hundred bloody BMWs and a ferret fur cape to congratulate the new emperor on his enthronement, and wish the emperor a long life!"

The attendant held a wooden box, opened the wooden box, and unfolded a snow-white cloak, which was pieced together from the fur of [-] ferrets, without a single hair, soft and warm.

"As we all know, ferrets are extremely rare and rare, and they are even more difficult to catch. The patriarch heard that the holy majesty wore white clothes, and specially ordered five hundred Rong warriors to go deep into the snowy and extremely cold place, and spent half a year to capture [-] ferrets. Fur, made by a skilled tailor, as a gift to my Emperor."

"The patriarch has a heart." Qing Ming waved his hand, and a palace official took the wooden box.

The Rong envoy sat down again.

On the opposite side, Mu Fei stood up, cupped his hands and said, "On behalf of Brother Wang and Gu Dan Kingdom, Chen Mu Fei is here to congratulate the new emperor's ascension to the throne and the birthday of the Holy One, and wish the Holy One the same birthday as the heavens. Come, come, bring up my gift from Gu Dan!"

Then three Gudan attendants came in from the outside, each holding a wooden box.

"Twenty deep-sea black pearls have the effects of beautifying the skin and prolonging life." The first wooden box was opened, and the twenty black, plump and round beads were placed on the soft red velvet cloth, dazzling.

"A Millennium Sea Ganoderma lucidum, people who are healthy can prolong their life if they eat it, and those who are seriously ill can relieve pain and recover quickly after eating it." The second wooden box was opened, and a light brown Ganoderma lucidum appeared in front of everyone.

"There are three fragments of ancient books on the art of war. These three volumes were obtained by chance by Brother Wang. He thought hard and couldn't find the way. I heard that there are many talented people in the Great Zhou Dynasty. General Han is even a hero who is a young man. He uses soldiers like a god. I hereby dedicate them to the Holy One. May Your Majesty has a glimpse of the method." The third wooden box was opened, and three dilapidated books were placed on it.

"Ancient books on the Art of War?" Before Qing Ming could speak, Lu Yunshu, who had been sitting on the table with his head lowered and writing and drawing on the table, suddenly yelled out in surprise, then got up quickly, and walked towards the three people standing in the middle of the hall past.