"Your Majesty decreed that Pei Yue, the Marquis of Zhongshan, should enter the palace immediately without delay."

The high-pitched voice of the eunuch echoed in Qingyun Pavilion, and everyone at the table looked at each other.

Pei Yue bowed to receive the order, and he was also a little curious in his heart.

He was not an important minister of either government, and did not need to be a counselor on major political affairs. There had been no disturbances in the capital recently. Why would Emperor Kaiping send people to summon him in such a hurry, even having to rush to Xianyun Village more than 20 miles outside the city?

Over there, King Yan stood up and asked with a smile: "Although Pei Yue is an honored guest invited by my king, my father did not dare to stop him when he called me. Do you know, Hou Dou, can you tell me what is the reason for such urgency?"

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The eunuch saluted respectfully, with a flattering smile on his face, and replied: "It is a great joy to return to the prince."

"Oh? What happy event?"

"Jining Hou, Marshal Tang, led the army back to the capital. We arrived at Gulinyi today and will enter Kyoto tomorrow morning. Our Daliang soldiers have fought so many victorious battles and captured countless prisoners. There will definitely be a grand celebration. The servants have been ordered to summon Zhongshan Hou.

There are also people going to other lords’ houses, and your majesty is waiting in Liangyi Hall, waiting for all the lords to go to discuss matters.”

King Yan was overjoyed when he heard this. He turned to Pei Yue and said, "It is indeed a happy event. You should return to the capital as soon as possible. You don't want to keep my father waiting for too long."

Pei Yue cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your warm hospitality."

The two people met each other's eyes, smiled at each other, and said nothing.

After nodding with Fu Daoyun, Chen An and others, Pei Yue took Pei Ning and others out of Qingyun Pavilion. The eunuch did not dare to rush too much, because he knew better than those proud literati how much this young dignitary held in the emperor's heart.

The weight, especially the fact that the nearly invincible cavalry across the western border finally returned to Kyoto, meant that Pei Yue's position in the army became more stable.

After Pei Yue left, Qingyun Pavilion suddenly became quiet.

King Yan looked around and said with a smile: "Gentlemen, I suddenly have an idea."

Everyone sat upright and listened attentively.

King Yan said with great interest: "Xianyun Review has never set any restrictions. As long as it is the participant's own masterpiece, you can participate in the competition. This is because I know that excellent works are rare and require both talent and opportunity. I never thought that this year's literary conference would

It happened to happen that the army was making a triumphant return. How could such a grand event not be recorded in poetry? What do you gentlemen think?"

The last sentence was about the seven great scholars around him.

Fu Daoyun, as the cultural leader present today, nodded and smiled after thinking for a moment: "This is how it should be."

King Yan then stood up and said: "Then I invite you all the learned men to write a poem praising the victory of the Liang Kingdom. First, no proposition, no limit to rhyme. It can be poetry or lyrics, or prose. The time is limited to two hours.

So I started writing in this Qingyun Pavilion. Come, take off the banquet and replace it with the Four Treasures of the Study!"

Regardless of whether they are willing or not, everyone's expressions on their faces are full of excitement, because this is not only related to King Yan's face, but also an unstoppable trend. Who dares to destroy the interest of the government and the public at this juncture?

Just thinking that praising the great victory must not avoid Pei Yue, the man who made the first contribution, some literati who had just made a loud noise couldn't help but feel particularly aggrieved.

In these troubled times, a scholar's ruler is no match for a warrior's sword.

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Imperial City, Liangyi Hall.

Emperor Kaiping was in high spirits, and even his tone was a bit more exciting than usual.

Before he ascended the throne, Daliang had been on the defensive in the face of Xiwu, and the people of Lingzhou were living in dire straits. Since he succeeded to the throne, he first relied on Pei Zhen, Duke of Dingguo, to capture Hucheng, and then defeated the three forces of Xiwu last year.

With an army of more than 300,000 people, he achieved a great victory that was rare in decades. These achievements were enough to make him famous in history. As a king, isn't it just a name in life and in the future?

Wang Pingzhang and others expressed their opinions, and after some discussion it was decided that tomorrow the soldiers returning from the victory, led by Jining Hou Tang Youzhi, would enter from the west gate of Kyoto. Wang Pingzhang and Mo Haoli would go out of the city to greet them on behalf of the emperor.

Then the army went to the Ancestral Temple, where the Kaiping Emperor held a ceremony to present victory and prisoners to comfort the emperors of Daliang.

Finally, a military parade was held in the square in front of the imperial city, and meritorious officials were publicly awarded.

In fact, these procedures have long been negotiated and determined by the Xifu and the Ministry of Rites. Now it is just a formality, including the awards of all soldiers. The important ministers in the palace know in their hearts that today they are mainly here to praise His Majesty the Emperor.

In this chorus of praises, Pei Yuedeng, who had been silently listening since he came in, suddenly seemed a little unique.

Emperor Kaiping was in a good mood today, and his attitude towards Pei Yue was much gentler than usual. He asked with a slight smile: "Pei Yue, what do you think about tomorrow's ceremony?"

Pei Yue bowed slightly and said, "Your Majesty, your Lordships' arrangements are very appropriate. I have no objections."

Emperor Kaiping nodded and ordered: "You are the main contributor to the Western Army's victory, so naturally you cannot miss this celebration. Let's go out of the city to find Tang Youzhi now, and lead the army into Beijing with him tomorrow."

Wang Pingzhang frowned.

Gu Liang said loudly: "Your Majesty is Holy Ming."

Pei Yue was surprised. Is the emperor going to put himself on the fire? In fact, after being awarded the title of Marquis and promoted to deputy commander of the Beiying, he was already satisfied. He could keep a low profile on the limelight occasion like tomorrow.

.However, since Gu Liang immediately reminded him in his own way, Pei Yue had no choice but to express his gratitude and accepted the order.

After standing in the palace for half an hour, Pei Yue hurriedly led more than ten soldiers out of the city and rushed to Gulin Station in the west.

At sunset, the temporary camp of the Western Army was already in sight.

Outside the camp, a row of young generals were waiting nervously and eagerly.

When Pei Yue came closer, they knelt down on one knee almost exactly at the same time, clasped their hands and shouted loudly: "I will pay my respects to the Marquis!"

Pei Yue flew off his horse and looked over one by one. Looking at the respectful expressions on everyone's faces, he couldn't help but let out a heart-warming laugh that was extremely rare since returning to Beijing, and said with emotion: "Get up."

Headed by Wei Rui, from left to right are Tang Linfen, Fu Hongzhi, Chen Xianda and Meng Longfu.

These are the five commanders of the Tibetan Front Guard, who support the skeleton of this invincible cavalry.

It is also the sharpest knife in Pei Yue's hand.

After recounting their parting feelings, Pei Yue smiled and asked, "Did my two brothers return to Beijing with the army?"

Wei Rui replied: "Back to Lord Hou, Qin and Xue are in the camp, but brother Qin said that he is not a member of the hidden front guard yet, so he refuses to steal our opportunity. He will talk to Hou later.

See you soon."

Pei Yue said helplessly: "Brother is really stubborn, but it doesn't matter. From tomorrow on, we will all be brothers."

Chen Xianda asked excitedly: "Master Marquis, does your Majesty really appoint you as the deputy commander-in-chief of Beiying?"

Fu Hongzhi next to him joked: "You guys have been asking about this all the way. Do you think that since our Lord Marquis has become the deputy commander, you can also be a commander?"

Everyone laughed.

Pei Yue raised his hand and nodded at the blushing Chen Xianda, then looked at Wei Rui and asked, "Where is Marshal Tang now?"

Wei Rui responded: "The commander-in-chief has prepared wine and food in the Chinese army's tent. After the marquis meets with us, he will send someone to invite us."

Of course Pei Yue understood the reason why Tang Youzhi did this. Everyone knew the importance of the Zangfeng Guard to him. The first thing must be to appease these powerful men. If he went out with him, Wei Rui and the others would not even have a chance to talk.

No.

After asking everyone about the current situation of the Zangfeng Guards, Pei Yue said: "I'm going to see Tang Hou. You guys go back to the Zangfeng Guards' station first."

"Follow the order!"
Chapter completed!