The golden dragon robe of the Ming Dynasty prince was indeed a bit too big for Dedopaye.
If it was just too big, that would be easy to say, but when it was worn on him, it looked like... it was like the robe didn't belong to him and didn't match.
It's loose and has no aesthetic feeling...
It was as if he was just covered in a layer of gorgeous cloth embroidered with golden dragons...
Ren Hengtai, the Minister of Rites, who was accompanying Dedopaye, glanced at the king of Myanmar, and suddenly thought of two folk sayings in his mind.
Wearing a dragon robe doesn't look like a prince...
Dog urine and moss cannot reach the Golden Palace...
The so-called beauty of a man does not necessarily mean that he is tall and burly, has a dignified appearance, and has a majestic appearance.
The most important thing is to have spirit, that is, the spirit that I am a man who can stand upright.
As the ancient saying goes, a gentleman should constantly strive for self-improvement... The positive energy that a man should have can't be seen at all in this Burmese king.
He was sitting next to Ren Hengtai, which was on the second floor of the palace where he lived. This place was carefully selected and he could overlook the entire prosperous capital city.
At this time, Dedopaye was swinging the long jade belt around his waist and the gauze crown on his head was tilted, looking at the long street outside with interest.
"So many people are here to see me?"
He jabbered and said, Ren Hengtai looked at Li Jianshan... This person is the powerful Li family whose family has been multiplying in Myanmar for hundreds of years, and will be the left prime minister of Myanmar.
Li Jianshan quickly translated.
When Ren Hengtai heard this, he couldn't laugh or cry in his heart.
He really wanted to tell the Burmese king in front of him that most of the people outside were not here to see you, but to see our Ming Dynasty Crown Prince.
But he couldn't say it because he had to take the Burmese king's self-esteem into consideration as much as possible.
But how does he look at the Burmese king now? He is so displeased.
The twelve Burmese nobles who came to the capital with the King of Burma were all very noble and well-educated. How come this one in front of me... looked like a libertine?
"Is your Highness's grandfather really the head of the Ava Dynasty in Myanmar?" Ren Hengtai held back a little and asked Li Jianshan a rather rude question.
He couldn't help it. Although Myanmar was a remote place, it was by no means a barbaric land. The Myanmar people believed in Buddhism and were also a polite country.
Ren Hengtai was not one of those people in the court who knew nothing except those who knew about Hu. Myanmar had close contacts with Zhao, Song and Dali as early as the time of Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty.
It is said that there is also the Zhuge Wuhou Temple passed down from China in Myanmar!
"Yes..." Li Jianshan whispered, "His Highness's father was born to the fifty-sixth wife of the previous king of Ava. And His Highness was his father's eighteenth wife.
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"Ah?" Even though Ren Hengtai was well-read and well-versed in ancient and modern times, he was dumbfounded for a while. His mind was spinning for a long time without understanding...
"Your Highness, because his background is not noble enough... so he has lost control since he was a child..." Li Jianshan seemed to also feel that the carefree King of Burma was a bit too much.
Apologizing, he said, "He... In fact, His Highness has learned all kinds of etiquette very well along the way. Maybe it was because the capital was so prosperous that he was a little ecstatic for a while!"
Ren Hengtai nodded, reluctantly accepting the statement that he was ecstatic.
Suddenly, Dedopaye spoke excitedly again, "There are probably more people in the Ming capital than in the entire country of Burma... If I could have so many subjects..."
Suddenly, Li Jianshan was shocked and wanted to cover the Burmese king's mouth on the spot.
"What did he say?" Ren Hengtai asked.
Li Jianshan said quickly, "His Royal Highness said that the Ming Dynasty deserves to be the great kingdom of heaven, with a large population..."
Ren Hengtai said oh, not caring about the authenticity. He looked around slightly, secretly looking at the big nobles in Myanmar behind the King of Myanmar.
Everyone is golden, with gold crowns and gold rings...
From the eyes of these people, he saw some contempt, disdain and dislike for King Burma.
I also saw the hidden worry and anxiety in the eyes of these people.
At this moment, an official from the Ministry of Rites walked in quickly and whispered, "The prince is here!"
Ren Hengtai stood up instantly and said, "His Royal Highness the King of Burma, I am here to greet the Crown Prince in person, please move forward!"
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"To show my respect to His Highness, I will go to the Crown Prince to ride in the royal chariot with His Highness later..."
Outside Guanyi, countless uniformed guards and soldiers with bright armor stood along the road.
There were hundreds of officials, dressed in auspicious clothes, standing with their hands down. The Ming Dynasty gave the Burmese people plenty of face in terms of etiquette.
Ren Hengtai took Dedupaye and others out of the palace and said, "Your Highness will enter the palace with me, the Crown Prince, and I, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, are already preparing at the Jinshen Hall..."
As he said this, Ren Hengtai suddenly paused.
Then he widened his eyes and looked ahead in a rather gloomy manner.
In his imagination, the first people to come over should be the band of the Ministry of Rites, as well as the roll call of Jiguan and the honor guard of the Yulin Army.
But.......
Boom! Boom!
The roar of the horses' hooves was deafening, and the people watching on the street involuntarily stepped back.
The earth seemed to be trembling.
Amidst the smoke and dust, knights in silver armor and golden helmets came proudly.
A white horse is held in front by the stars, and the waist and back of the horse are comparable to those of a villain. Beside him, two princes are guarding him closely on horseback.
"this.........?"
Ren Hengtai was stunned, while the Burmese looked very flustered after the initial surprise.
"Xu..."
Following the orders from the knights in front, the horses marched in unison.
"Hululu... Lulu..."
It seems that the war horse has not had enough fun yet, and it screams unwillingly.
Da da da!
The horseshoes sounded softly again, and the white horse slowly moved forward, dragging six kilograms.
"My lord, please pay homage to His Highness the Crown Prince!"
Although the original ceremony to welcome the king was completely changed, Ren Hengtai still hurriedly saluted.
"Who is the King of Burma?" Liu Jin asked with his face slightly raised and his eyes narrowed on the horseback.
Li Jianshan quickly pushed Dedopaye.
The latter was originally hiding behind Li Jianshan. At this time, he also tidied up his clothes and learned the etiquette of the Han family. "The little king of Fanbang, I have met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of China!"
According to the procedure, Liu Jin must at least dismount and speak in a humble and polite manner.
Unexpectedly, he sat upright on the horse and accepted the other party's kowtow in such a condescending manner.
"Your Highness, you..." Ren Hengtai said anxiously, "This is inappropriate!"
"What's wrong?" Liujin said, "He's here to be a minister, shouldn't he?"
Suddenly, Ren Hengtai was speechless.
For a moment, I was so anxious that I was sweating, "Etiquette..."
"Etiquette?" Liu Jin asked again, "When they harassed me at the border of Ming Dynasty, why didn't they follow etiquette?"
"I came to proclaim myself as a minister this time. It is obvious that I was photographed by the soldiers of my court... I dare not not come. I also asked for canonization from my court, so I have to come!"
"It's already past time for me to treat him with courtesy when I come to him in person, so why should I treat him alone?"
"If the heaven is too modest, the vassal state will be arrogant..."
For a moment, Ren Hengtai was stunned and speechless.
"Prince, why are you so angry? Why didn't you notice it before?"
Counting the Emperor Xiaokang who pursued him, he can be regarded as a minister who has served three generations of emperors.
Although the emperor of the Zhu family had a bad temper, he didn't have such a bad temper?
They were whispering in front of them, but the Burmese people behind were afraid to speak out.
He didn't even dare to raise his head, because the eyes of those knights were as cold as knives that could kill people.
Chang Sheng saw that Liu Jin was going too far, so he tried to persuade him in a low voice, "Prince, you...you should be polite to me. After all, I am a guest from afar. The emperor will give you a banquet later...
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Suddenly, Liu Jin's words made him feel mixed emotions.
"Lan Gong died at the hands of the Burmese..." Liu Jin squinted and said, "I wish I couldn't... Humph!"