Cui Mingli said "Southern Qi Envoy", and the Qi Envoy Zhu Tongjing and two followers came in accompanied by an official from the Wei Dynasty's Ministry of Rites and sat down directly on a desk opposite Han Jian.

At this time, Zhu Tongjing was still wearing a white dress, feather fan, and a cold scarf. Han Jian glanced at him from a distance and thought to himself that he was still so stinky.

The table tables at the banquet were divided into two sides, with four rows on each side. The seats were relatively more in front. Han Jian carefully looked at the people in the front row. No one on both sides knew each other except the "Mama Face" he had just seen. At this time, Mama Face was looking at Cui Mingli, and Cui Mingli also returned it with his eyes. The two old guys seemed to want to kill each other with their eyes.

Han Jian couldn't help but frown, how bitter and grudges are there?

As the guests arrived, the sky gradually became darker. The eunuchs in the palace took small steps and lit up the candles and lanterns everywhere in the Wucheng Hall.

Although the emperors of the Wei Dynasty have always been frugal, the palace buildings of Luoyang Palace have been repaired by more than a dozen emperors of two dynasties. When Han Jian came in, the light of the hall was dark and it was not easy to feel anything. However, when the candlelight shone, the entire hall also became bright and colorful.

The crystallization of a perfect work of art!

Han Jian sighed in his heart that he was a building person and naturally was very interested in the architectural structure and decoration of the palace. He looked up and watched with a "learning" attitude, but in the eyes of some people, he was like a "earth leopard". He had never seen the world and could even see a pillar for a long time.

"Don't they don't even have a decent palace in the Eastern Palace?" Yang Rong'er looked at Han Jian for a while, and couldn't help but think in her heart.

Han Jianzheng was bored and looked at the architectural style of the Wucheng Palace. Suddenly, a man with a glossy and powdery appearance of an eunuch came out, holding a whisk in his hand, and stood before the main seat. When he appeared, everyone present stood up.

"Your Majesty is coming." Cui Mingli reminded Han Jian.

Without Cui Mingli's words, Han Jian had already stood up, and he asked by the way: "Who is this?"

"He is Lu Shaokun, an old eunuch in the palace and dynasties, and he is very powerful and connected in and outside the palace." Cui Mingli said.

Han Jian nodded and thought to himself that if the eunuchs of the Wei Dynasty colluded with foreign ministers, then politics would inevitably be much clearer.

"Your Majesty is here, salute." Lu Shaokun shouted in a sharp voice.

Everyone present bowed down and said welcoming, and Han Jian also acted like this. Although Han Jian felt that the way of announcing the emperor was a bit difficult to pronounce, he expected that it was almost the same as the pronunciation of "the emperor arrived".

Soon, a few not-so-heavy footsteps came from the direction of the main entrance of Wucheng Palace. Han Jian looked up and took a peek at him, and saw a woman wearing a black and brown robe and a crown with a shaped hair stalked into Wucheng Palace. As soon as Han Jian saw it, he felt that she was noble, elegant and elegant, with her phoenix eyebrows and sword eyes similar to Yang Ronger, graceful but not delicate, resolute but gentle. The jade in the small family was as handsome as everyone, which made Han Jian cry out, "This queen is so unattainable."

The queen walked forward, followed by two men in prince's yellow dresses. One was older and in his twenties, and seemed to be used to dealing with the scene while walking. The other was younger, only seventeen or eighteen years old, and seemed to be trying to stabilize the pace of the queen in front. When Han Jian saw it, he couldn't help but smile. It was the "Young Master Yang" he had just met these two days.

Although Young Master Yang kept his pace while walking, his eyes were also looking around. He soon found Han Jian's figure. When he saw Han Jian smiling at him, he nodded and smiled.

Behind are several accompanying palace maids.

The queen arrived in front of the main seat, waved her sleeves and turned around, and the two princes naturally moved away from their respective desks, and the officials sang together: "Your Majesty, blessings."

The queen smiled slightly, raised her long sleeves and blew: "Sit together!"

The officials no longer had the neatness of the previous salutes, but sat down in scattered places. Han Jian felt as if he had finished shouting and stood at attention and took a break.

At this time, the queen and the prince also sat down.

"Don't look at Your Majesty. It's very disrespectful." Cui Mingli saw that Han Jian always looked at the main table, reminded him and added, "Your Majesty is Wang Ziyu on the left, and Wang Zixi on the right."

"Oh." Han Jian withdrew his gaze and nodded.

Because the empress is still unmarried, the two princes of the Wei Dynasty are the empress's younger brothers. Originally, the empress also had several younger brothers, but only these two grew up to adulthood. They did not accept the title of title, so they could only be called "princes". Yu Hexi is their name.

The third prince Yang Yu and the sixth prince Yang Xi.

"Yang Xi? It's the same name as a woman." Han Jian was wondering in his heart, and only then did he know Mr. Yang's real name.

Although the host of this palace banquet is the emperor, the officials of the Ministry of Rites are in charge of the entire banquet process like a ceremonial master.

The in charge was a tall and thin official from the Ministry of Rites. Cui Mingli introduced to Han Jian that this was Yu Huacheng, the Minister of Rites, and also a tribute student of their same class. When Han Jian heard Cui Mingli's tone, he felt that all his "classmates" were doing better than him, and he seemed to look down on him.

Yu Huacheng first praised the emperor, and then showed that everyone present raised their glasses to honor the emperor.

"For peace in the world, respect Your Majesty!" Yu Huacheng said in the lead.

"Respect Your Majesty." Everyone present stood up to toast, including the two princes. Only the envoy of Southern Qi, Zhu Tongjing and two followers, did not get up, and they still sat upright as usual. Zhu Tongjing shook the fan, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

Such a "celebration of the whole world" event was missing three people toasting, which was not considered a big deal, but the key was that the seats of the Southern Qi envoy were very high, while Zhu Tongjing's two followers stood, and Zhu Tongjing sat, which seemed abrupt.

Yu Hua prejudice that the empress was sitting there for a long time and should not toast, and felt a little chilled. If something unexpected happened at today's banquet, it would be that he was "ineffective". At this time, the empress was rectifying the administration of the government, and he was afraid that he would lose his official position due to today's "debt of duty".

Originally, it was not his turn to protest against the envoy of Southern Qi, but he had to bite the bullet for his future.

Yu Huacheng looked at Zhu Tongjing, who was shaking the folding fan with a leisurely look on his face, and asked, "Qi Envoy, why don't you toast?"

Zhu Tongjing showed a natural smile on his face and said, "I don't know if the Wei realm is as you said, the world is peaceful. Besides, the emperor is the emperor who is not me, so how can he respect him?"

"You!" Yu Huacheng looked ashamed and angry. This was the Southern Qi people who provoked him to his house. Although the other civil and military officials looked angry, no one refuted. In fact, what Zhu Tongjing said was the truth. Why did you insist on bringing me with the emperor?

"It's okay!" Just when the scene was awkward, the queen finally spoke up to break the deadlock.

The queen stood up with her clothes, her sleeves raised slightly, and the wine glass was raised by her.

"Qi is a native of Qi, Wei is a native of Wei, so there is nothing to do."

Han Jianzheng felt that the queen was too suspicious to do this, but the queen suddenly sprinkled the wine glass and the wine fell to the ground. The queen said again: "Sacrificing to the souls of the soldiers in the south of the army!"

Everyone present was amazed, but no one did not follow the Queen's movements and drank the wine seriously in front of him, saying: "Sacrificing to the souls of the soldiers in the south of the army."

Zhu Tongjing, who was originally smiling lightly, stopped the fan shaking in his hand, and his expression seemed to have eaten yellow lotus.

Han Jian was a little impressed. The empress was the empress, and the way of preserving the country's face was so "special".

"Sacrifice to my father!" When everyone's voices stopped, Han Jian suddenly shouted loudly and poured the wine.
Chapter completed!