The meandering water flows through the wine glass, and the Taihua store bursts with melodious sounds.
The courtiers who came to attend the palace banquet arrived one after another and took their seats. Everyone was chatting and laughing.
The Jiang family only went to Mrs. Jiang and Jiang Qi. If something went wrong tonight, the rest of the Jiang family would be safe.
The emperor didn't know what was wrong now, but he still looked gloomy. The imperial doctors thought that the emperor might be so weak after a long illness. He was sitting in a high position, with the queen beside him.
The prince sat at the bottom, and behind him were the other concubines.
In a peaceful atmosphere, everyone was paying attention to the situation outside the main hall.
A quarter of an hour later, a father-in-law walked in quickly and reported: "Your Majesty, the vassal kings from all over the country are here."
The emperor said solemnly: "Xuan!"
"Xuanquanzhou King has an audience!"
According to the rules, vassal kings are not allowed to bring swords or the like into the palace. They must be searched before entering the palace gate, and they cannot bring other people with them. Therefore, every vassal king comes with one foot on one hand and only one person at most.
I would like to express my gratitude to you as a local gift.
The first person to enter the main hall was the King of Quanzhou, the local vassal king of Quanzhou. His eyes were clear and he was about 30 years old. He stepped forward and saluted: "Long live my emperor, long live the emperor!"
"Meet the King of Night Xuanyong!"
King Yongye is the vassal king closest to the capital in the east and north of Apocalypse Kingdom, but his name is quite different from King Yongye. He is chubby, white, and looks quite happy and kind. He seems to have nothing but eating, drinking, and having fun.
To get his attention.
King Yong Ye struggled to lift his legs into the hall, panting every few steps. He narrowed his eyes with a smile and saluted the emperor, "Long live my emperor!"
He knelt beside the King of Quanzhou, his movements were funny and difficult.
The emperor raised his forehead and said, "My dear, why have you gained weight again?"
King Yong Ye chuckled: "To answer your Majesty's question, the Tianqi Kingdom is under your rule, and I am in a good mood! When I am in a good mood, I want to eat, and I eat more! I am getting fat!"
As the vassal king closest to the capital, King Yongye can still survive until now, and the back cover has not been reduced much. Naturally, he has his reasons.
The emperor nodded with satisfaction after hearing what he said.
"You two dear ladies, let's get together."
The King of Quanzhou and the King of Yongye were able to escape, but the two vassal kings seemed to have a bad relationship and had little communication, so they each went to their own positions.
The young father-in-law quickly continued: "Xuan Huaibei King has an audience!"
I saw a man with a face like a crown jewel stepping into the hall. He looked handsome, and even at such a palace banquet, he was dressed in white, elegant, and dressed in Tsinghua. He slowly lowered his eyes and saluted, "Lin Ji, knock on the door."
His Majesty."
The King of Huaibei was the youngest vassal king, and he was also very good-looking. Unfortunately, he had been in poor health since childhood and lived in a simple life. It is said that he would not live to be thirty years old.
The emperor said calmly: "Get up."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Lin Ji took his seat without any hesitation.
The father-in-law sang again: "Xuan Jingzhou King, King of Soochow King comes to see you!"
The King of Jingzhou and the King of Soochow were two vassal kings whose fiefdoms were next to each other, so it was inevitable that there would be some conflicts. The two seemed to have had a quarrel outside, and both of them walked in with tigerish faces.
The King of Jingzhou is a man with tiger eyes, and he is very intimidating when he is angry. "King of Jingzhou, please bow to your Majesty!"
The King of Soochow is not the same. He is a very thin and slender man, so thin that his cheeks are sunken - it is said that it is caused by indulgence. He put away the folding fan with a smile and said in a soft voice, "King of Soochow, see you, Your Majesty!"
The emperor frowned at this pairing and quickly waved his hand: "Take a seat, my dear."
King of Soochow: "Thank you, my emperor."
The King of Jingzhou gave a fierce "hum" to the King of Dongwu before he sat down.
The father-in-law continued to sing: "Announce the audience of the king of the northwest!"
Outside the door, a man with a beautiful beard strode in. He was quite tall, and his shape could be seen without showing his muscles. The mighty and brave man from the northwest felt full of pressure when he walked in, bringing with him the aura of iron and blood.
He saluted neither humble nor arrogantly, "King of the Northwest, see you, Your Majesty!"
The King of the Northwest is a force that has been circling the northwest for a long time. He has countless soldiers and horses, including soldiers and horses of foreign barbarians. Even the generals sent by the imperial court to garrison the border must give him face, otherwise the imperial garrison will not be able to survive for a long time.
Not having a good time.
In the eyes of the foreign barbarians, they were more afraid of the soldiers and horses of the Northwest King than the soldiers and horses of the Apocalypse Kingdom.
There is even a rumor among the people of the Northwest that the King of the Northwest is the real warrior who protects the Northwest.
This naturally made the emperor very fearful, but there was currently nothing he could do to the Northwestern King.
The emperor pinched the dragon pattern on the dragon chair and said with a smile: "My dear, you have been working hard all the way. Please take a seat."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
The Northwest King didn't waste any time and took his seat boldly. He was able to occupy his position all by himself, making people even suspect that the desk in front of him looked like a child's toy.
There are so many vassal kings...but the one that the emperor fears the most has not yet appeared.
Yu Wenjing, the king of the southwest, commanded the largest number of soldiers and horses, occupied the largest number of fiefdoms, and had a terrain that was easy to defend but difficult to attack.
"I have an audience with King Xuannan!——"
The emperor squinted his eyes and looked outside.
Under the vast night sky, the King of Southwest was dressed in dark red clothes that were as dazzling as blood. There were exquisite black tiger patterns on the clothes. He was showing his teeth and claws in an extremely arrogant manner. His clothes had wide sleeves and were elegant, and there seemed to be bells hidden under the sleeves. He felt cold when he moved.
There was a sound. The Southwestern King's black hair was tied up high, and between his forehead was a string of sea blue and crimson agate forehead smear, with what seemed to be white human bones hanging in the middle.
The King of Southwest has not even approached, even though his face is still hidden in the shadows, the aura around him is already gloomy and terrifying.
He came before others, "Your Majesty, it's really easy for me to wait..."
The sound has the texture of broken jade.
The emperor tightened his hands and raised his voice: "Why don't you come in, Aiqing?"
Yu Wenjing stepped in, and that extremely handsome, charming, and aggressive face that seemed to have been carved by heaven appeared in front of everyone.
But the charming look in the corners of his eyes and brows was completely replaced by another kind of gloomy and terrifying one, which seemed to contain blood.
He stood on the main hall and smiled: "I... have met your Majesty."
The emperor looked at him coldly, and the whole place was silent for a while.
After a long time, the emperor said: "My dear... take a seat."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Yu Wenjing took a stroll and sat down in the main hall, as leisurely as if he was strolling through the back garden of his own home.
The emperor pinched the dragon pattern on the dragon chair and endured it again and again.
Thinking of the several vassal princes, only Yu Wenjing's only son was still detained in the palace by himself.
The emperor was actually aware of the bullying Yu Wenyan suffered from the prince... but he saw that Yu Wenjing was not happy, so naturally he would not care about Yu Wenyan's situation.
As long as his princes don't kill Yu Wenyan, it doesn't matter...
Thinking of this, the emperor, who could not help but feel sorry for King He of the Southwest, felt much better.