Chapter 672: A chicken in a jar, a frog in a well.
Chapter 672: A chicken in a jar, a frog in a well.
The bell of Ruibin rings long.
The treasures and carriages of past dynasties are displayed in the hall, and the Tianyu Guards wear bronze armor and have a solemn ceremonial guard.
The Holy Emperor, in his royal robes and crown, was in the hall, while the Holy Empress retreated into the tent.
All officials, envoys to the imperial court, civil and military nobles, all wore court robes and stood solemnly. Everyone watched quietly as the Beiting envoy walked in all directions and bowed before arriving at the jade steps.
The envoys to the imperial court did not live in the imperial capital, so they did not know much and just treated it as normal.
The envoys from small countries all envied Beiting for being ranked first.
Although Dashun was invincible, if there was to be a second, it would have to be Beiting.
Tigers and wolves.
They are all man-eating beasts.
"Qiteer Batu of the Qiyan tribe pays homage to His Majesty the Emperor Shunyuan Dabao Shengwen Shenwu Fatian Zhengdao!"
Batu was tall and stocky, with graying temples, thick cheeks with brown spots, and eye sockets as narrow as willow leaves.
He knelt on one knee and saw his own reflection on the mirror-like ground. He saw the sidelong glances of the crowd and suddenly he felt uneasy and worried.
Not right.
However, being chosen as a representative of the delegation, he had some composure and determination. As everything depends on human effort, Batu did not panic because of the situation in the palace. He collected his thoughts and respectfully presented his congratulatory message.
The eunuch took over and presented it to the Director of Guests of the Honglu Temple.
The guest opened the album.
"The beginning of the new year brings a new beginning to all things... Ogedei Khan is in the royal court, but he is not allowed to celebrate the festival in the imperial court. He specially sent Batu, a brave warrior of the Qiyan tribe, as an envoy to congratulate Emperor Shunyuan Dabao..."
"Grandmaster's envoy..."
Liang Qu observed silently.
In martial arts practice, the weak can be spotted at a glance, not to mention the exaggerated details of a certain acupoint or meridian in a small realm. It is not a big problem to distinguish the four gates and seven paths. But if you encounter someone who cannot be spotted, you can tell with your butt that the realm is much higher than yours.
As for the big guys, they disguise themselves and hide themselves.
I'm usually not that free.
Always pay attention to your posture, and keep your breath at a fixed level. No matter how tired you are, you will feel exhausted.
The Batu in front of him gave him a feeling of being unfathomable, he was undoubtedly the Grand Master Zhenxiang!
In the entire palace, apart from Beiting, there is no other big man with such strength to be used as an envoy.
So wide!
It is estimated that only in this way can we suppress all the geniuses of Beiting.
As soon as he finished his thought, he heard Beiting's congratulations.
"The Golden Royal Court gave me fifty alpine snow leopard cubs, ten one-horned helmeted rhinos, and thousand-year-old snow lotus..."
After singing.
Nothing happened.
Just as Liang Qu was confused, the Honglu Temple was about to summon the Loulan envoy.
"Wait a minute!"
Batu stopped him, pulled out another leaf from his sleeve, held it up with both hands, and raised it respectfully.
A cold wind is blowing.
There was a slight commotion in the hall.
Late but arrived!
Liangqu has raised ears.
The envoys from small countries were not afraid of the Dashun Censor. They looked at each other in bewilderment, and some even spoke in a low voice in the hall.
Why were there two congratulatory letters from Beiting?
What? Can’t write in one letter?
The rest of the lower-ranking officials in the capital and the imperial envoys all met with accidents. Something must be wrong when things are abnormal. Could it be that the barbarians from Beiting are here to cause trouble?
Batu stood respectfully in the center of the hall, holding the album in his hand, neither humble nor arrogant.
The eunuch looked towards the Holy Emperor.
The Holy Emperor nodded.
The second "congratulatory letter" was received.
Dianke read a few sentences and his pupils shrank slightly.
What a hot potato!
"Xu Qing's house."
"His Majesty!"
"read."
"……Yes!"
Dianke glanced at Batu, took a deep breath and recited.
"To Emperor Shunyuan Dabao: I have heard that even if you have a good sword, it will not be sharp if it is not forged; even if you have a good bow, it will not be straight if it is not trimmed..."
……
The sun is rising.
The sundial on the red steps gradually moved and became brighter, and the white marble disk reflected dazzling white light.
"Is it Beiting's turn now?"
Hua Qingdu and Li Bingzhong were guarding outside the palace. They glanced at the vermilion wall beside them and then at the sundial.
The process of celebrating a new festival is basically the same every year, starting with the inside and then the outside, and the time can be calculated.
As expected, it was time for the diplomatic corps from various countries to present gifts and dance...
Thoughts begin to arise.
There was a commotion coming from the hall behind the two of them.
Many sentences blended into a mess, followed by several loud shouts and curses. The voice was unfamiliar, with a strong accent and a strong foreign style. It might be an envoy from a small country. Thunderclaps from the blue.
Even though the Beiting envoy Batu spoke nicely, he still did not change the fact that he provoked people in court on the festive day!
As a result, even the people of Dashun were not in a hurry, but the small countries were the first to become indignant.
Of course, most of them are small countries in the south.
The names Fang mentioned later became more familiar, and were mostly prime ministers or ministers.
However, the Tianchen Palace was too large, and the high officials had to move closer to the front, so their words were not clear enough when they reached outside the palace, and they could be either reprimands or ridicules.
The last one that popped out was more familiar.
Captain Meng Qiang's initiative to volunteer was like a loud bell.
"He calls himself the best in the family, and is arrogant and conceited; he is like a chicken in a jar and a frog in a well. He does not know what the sky outside the jar and the sea outside the well are like, and he does not know that there is a dragon in the sea, and the waves can reach three thousand miles away!
Your Majesty, Beiting has called on most of the powerful tribes to sift through the sand to pick out gold and to find talents. Now, above the main hall and under the jade steps, they are as numerous as stars and as numerous as the hairs on an ox!
So why do we need to choose another day to compete and select talents? The winner can be decided today!"
See you in the picture!
Hua Qingdu and Li Bingzhong looked excited. They wanted to turn back, but for the sake of the emperor's reputation, they suppressed their emotions.
In the military honor formation, Xu Wenzhu was secretly surprised.
Meng Qiang had prepared a lot of poems and ancient sayings before he went to the palace. He could barely keep them all together...
Many officials who were unaware of the situation were stunned and speechless.
They looked at Meng Qiang, and for a moment they didn't know whether Captain Meng was one of their own or had accepted bribes from Beiting and was deliberately adding fuel to the fire.
No.
It's too exaggerated...
The person who knows you best will always be your opponent.
The struggle between Dashun and Beiting has continued from the previous dynasty to the present day and has never stopped. The strength of Beiting and the bravery of the eight tribes are obvious to all.
Today's move was undoubtedly well prepared.
In the main hall, not to mention the literary achievements, all the military achievements belong to the masters, and it is not their turn to compete, so the only ones left are the Tianyu Guards.
Dozens of people who were on duty in the Light Hall were suddenly pulled out to compete with the elites carefully selected by Beiting...
Someone organized the wording to try to save some leeway for Meng Qiang and avoid making it too embarrassing.
"allow!"
All officials fell silent.
The smart one realized that something was wrong, kept silent, and decided to observe further.
However, when they kept silent, the prime minister, the six ministers, and even some military heroes jumped out one after another to save their reputation and leave room for them.
"Your Majesty! Our Dashun is naturally not afraid of the talents of Beiting, and there is no need to select good players from all over the country. The imperial capital is enough. However, this matter is sudden and hasty after all. It may not be enough to rely solely on the Tianyu Guards in the palace. I beg you to withdraw your order!"
"Your Majesty! The Heavenly Feather Guards are the heroes of Dashun. There are too few of them in the side halls and we are not strong enough. Why don't you spare three days to select the best fighters from all the Heavenly Feather Guards and Yulin Army! Let's start the competition again!"
what's going on?
A duet?
Is it okay?
The envoys from the small country were confused.
Many officials and envoys to the court also walked around and thought about it again and again.
No surprises.
The Holy Emperor rejected all the comments and turned his gaze towards Meng Qiang who was standing at the jade steps.
"Just follow what the noble family said and let the palace choose!"
At this moment, Meng Qiang, who had boasted in front of the palace, seemed to come back to his senses suddenly. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he looked a little "frightened".
"I will obey your majesty's orders!"
Batu glanced at him and finally understood where his previous uneasiness came from.
He was afraid that someone had set a trap for him, but even so, Batu did not show any sign of abnormality.
The arrow is on the string.
"The warrior that Grandmaster Batu mentioned, please come up to the main hall."
Batu pulled out a piece of paper from his sleeve and said, "Please ask the eunuch to summon this person to the palace according to this name."
Outside Tianchen Palace.
The Beiting envoys moved upon hearing the news.
The ten-foot-tall Harukhan took the lead, followed by Sunar, Baibuhua, Helun'e and others. Their height and size looked a bit funny against the backdrop of Harukhan, like a little fur duck attached to the butt of an old duck.
This is the situation.
The whole square was filled with whispers, and no one knew what was going on.
"Not in accordance with the procedures..."
"If it was a gift, the people from the Honglu Temple could just take it away. Why did all the people from Beiting come to the palace..."
"Could it be that you have some kind of gift?"
"Can Beiting offer a good gift?"
The stairs are long.
White is better than frost and snow.
Sunar followed behind Harukhan, stepped onto the carved white marble stairs, and entered the magnificent Tianchen Palace, just like an ant crawling into a turtle shell.
This is almost a square, with the ground paved with flat golden square bricks, extending thousands of steps in all directions.
Majestic and silent.
The civil and military ranks were arranged in a long dragon.
The Emperor of Dashun sat high above, with his twelve crown tassels and black beads standing still, half-hidden and half-covered, with an unfathomable majesty.
A heavy aura pressed down upon me, and I seemed to hear the voices of many people talking loudly. However, when I listened carefully, I felt that they were just a breeze sweeping through the hall.
This is a magnificent scene that is definitely not found in Beiting.
"Harukhan!" Batu shouted, "Come to me and let His Majesty Emperor Shunyuan Dabao take a good look at the warriors of our royal court!"
(End of this chapter)