Seeing that a bloody battle was about to break out, suddenly the sound of horse hooves sounded, and a clear voice came from afar, "Stop, the Khan has a purpose, the Khan has a purpose."
Xuebietai was about to give the order, but when he heard the words, he had to swallow his words, and everyone looked back eagerly.
After a while, a tall horse stopped at the door, and a slender figure jumped off the horse. It turned out to be Princess Huazheng.
Murong Fu was slightly stunned when he saw this, why is she here?
While everyone was stunned, Princess Huazheng walked straight to the front of the crowd, glanced at Murong Fu with a resentful look, spread out the imperial decree, and read out, "The Great Khan has decreed that Murong Fu, King of Yan of the Southern Dynasty, should come to the palace to see him."
The title of King Yan spread quickly after the Battle of Xiangyang City. Emperor Song Ting was behind it. Murong Fu couldn't hide it even if he wanted to. Now everyone knows it, and the so-called Southern Dynasty refers to
Song Ting.
After reciting the imperial edict, Jin Lun Dharma King's expression changed drastically, "No, absolutely no!"
Murong Fu was also startled, Temujin wanted to see him?
When Princess Huazheng saw Jin Lun Dharma King, she stepped forward and bowed, "May I ask the Imperial Master, what's wrong with this imperial edict?"
"No, no, no, that's not what I mean." King Jinlun shook his head repeatedly and explained, "Princess should have heard that Murong Fu has extremely high martial arts skills. If he is allowed to enter the palace, the consequences will be disastrous..."
He spoke in a rather cryptic way, but Princess Huazheng still understood. She laughed cleverly and said, "Master Murong is overly worried. Mr. Murong is an upright man. He is also the King of Yan of the Song Dynasty. He has a distinguished status. We should not treat others with little affection and reason."
The heart of a man is judged by the heart of a gentleman, and he is neglected."
After hearing this, Jin Lun Dharma King twitched the corner of his mouth fiercely. Does this person have anything to do with "integrity"?
Princess Huazheng seemed to realize that this compliment seemed a bit too much, and added in a low voice, "Besides, there are national masters and Lord Wolf King sitting in charge, so it doesn't matter."
Jin Lun Dharma King knew very well that the Imam went to Murong Fu privately last night to seek revenge, but he has not shown up yet. It is probably because the danger is far away, so there is no hope for him...
But then I thought about it. Nowadays, most people are Murong Fu's enemies. If he wanted to kill Temujin, it would probably be easy. It would be better to invite him into the palace generously, which might dispel his murderous intention.
No, this person behaves unconventionally and will fall out whenever he wants. Inviting him into the palace would not be like inviting a wolf into the flock...
Just when Jinlun Dharma King was thinking about it, Princess Huazheng turned to Murong Fu and made a gesture of invitation, "Mr. Murong, please come!"
Murong Fu couldn't figure out for a while why Temujin invited him into the palace at this time. He subconsciously felt that it was a trap. Based on the principle of caution, he refused and said, "I won't go."
"Why?" Hua Zheng was stunned for a moment and asked.
Murong Fu crossed his arms and said lazily, "I will go if he invites me. Wouldn't I be very embarrassed?"
Princess Huazheng immediately became anxious and lowered her voice and said, "What a status my father Khan is, he has given you a lot of face by inviting you into the palace!"
Murong Fu became even more displeased when she said this, "I am not his minister, and I am not a subject of the Yuan Dynasty. Why should I listen to his announcement?"
"Murong Fu, is face or life more important?"
Murong Fu instantly understood what she meant and glanced around with contempt, "Of course life is more important than face, but do you think these chickens and dogs can keep me?"
The surrounding soldiers were furious. If Princess Huazheng hadn't held Temujin's imperial edict, they would have been unable to restrain themselves and took action.
Princess Huazheng was also angry about it. She murmured for a long time and said quietly, "Then can't you give me some face?"
Murong Fu's eyes flickered for a while, then he finally nodded, "Okay then, change the word 'Xuan' in the imperial edict to the word 'Please', and the word 'Meet the driver' to 'Be a guest', and read it again."
After hearing this, Princess Huazheng was angry and amused. She didn't know what this person was thinking, but she still followed his instructions and spread out the imperial edict again, "The Great Khan has an edict, please... Murong Fu, King of Yan of the Southern Dynasty, come to the palace as a guest.
"
Murong Fu smiled with satisfaction, "Let's go then."
Princess Huazheng rolled her eyes at him, then turned to Xuebetai and said, "General Xuebetai, my father has ordered that you all return to camp first."
"As you command!"
The army quickly dispersed, and the disciples of the Blood Shadow Palace were sent away by Murong Fu. The Ruyang Palace, which had been bustling all day, became quiet.
Later, Murong Fu accompanied Princess Huazheng and Jinlun Dharma King to the palace. There was an episode in the process. Murong Fu refused to ride a horse and insisted that Huazheng send him off in a luan sedan chair. Unfortunately, Huazheng had no choice but to send someone.
He returned to the palace and brought his Luan sedan, and then the two of them got into the Luan sedan together. As for what happened inside, no one knows.
At its peak, the imperial city of Chang'an City had three major palace complexes: Taiji Palace, Daming Palace, and Xingqing Palace. Their luxury and majesty were no less than those of the Forbidden City, and even more so. Unfortunately, after the fall of the Tang Dynasty, these three palaces
No one in the group was spared, and they were burned to the ground by the unsighted thieves.
After Temujin established his capital in Chang'an, he immediately began to rebuild the imperial city. Now, decades have passed, and all the skilled craftsmen from all over the world have spent countless dollars, but it is still impossible to fully restore the original appearance of the Chang'an Imperial City. The current Dayuan Palace is still in the Taiji Palace.
As for the other two palaces, they may not be able to be built after two more dynasty changes.
The Luan sedan entered the imperial city from Chengtian Gate, passed through Taiji Hall and Liangyi Hall, and stopped in front of a golden building.
"Princess Qizhen, here we are." The bearer bowed and saluted.
Jin Lun Dharma King stood with his hands hanging down, his expression a bit strange.
After a while, the curtain was lifted, and Murong Fu walked out refreshed. Behind him, Princess Hua Zheng lowered her head, her face was slightly red, and she had a different look.
Murong Fu raised his eyes and was shocked, "What is this place?"
The golden building in front of us is a felt tent with a red gold dome. Although it is extremely luxurious, it is incompatible with the surrounding palace towers.
Jinlun Dharma King seemed to think that this golden tent really affected the appearance, and explained rather embarrassedly, "The Great Khan has not been back to his hometown for a long time, and he often misses him, so he built a golden tent in the palace for comfort."
Murong Fu nodded to express his understanding, but immediately said, "Oh, I didn't expect that your Khan is so uneducated. Don't blame me for being presumptuous. If this gets out, people will say that he is a nouveau riche."
Jin Lun Dharma King's face turned slightly dark. Princess Hua Zheng took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and pinched his weak spot hard.
Murong Fu smiled coquettishly, "I'm just outspoken, don't mind, don't mind."
Jin Lun Dharma King was too lazy to say more, "Mr. Murong, please wait a moment. The poor monk will go and report first."
After saying that, he took the lead in entering the golden tent and came out not long after, "Mr. Murong, please."
After entering the golden tent, there is a rather spacious hall. In front of the hall is a desk, and behind the desk is a dragon chair. At this time, there is a person sitting on the dragon chair, wearing a dragon robe, it is Temujin.
, compared to the last time we met, he was obviously much thinner, and his face looked indescribably haggard.
Temujin put down the memorial in his hand, looked at Murong Fu carefully, and said with a smile, "After all, this is the first time you and I have met formally."?