When I reached the entrance of the hall, I heard the bustling sounds coming from inside the hall.
Pei Zheng stepped into the hall first, and all the officials saluted and greeted him.
Just as Shen Shijiu was about to follow in, a voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Long, long memory!"
The voice was not loud and only Shen Shijiu could hear it. He turned around and saw a man standing behind him. He looked noble, but he didn't know him.
Shen Shijiu thought that he was not being called, so he continued to walk into the door.
Qi Changfeng stopped outside the door. With just a quick glance, he realized that the person was not Qi Changyi, but they looked so similar.
Seeing Shen Shijiu following Pei Zheng to the table and sitting down, even though Qi Changfeng had a thousand doubts in his heart, he could not reveal them at this time, so he walked in with a normal expression.
Today, Qi Changfeng's status in the court is very different from the past. The emperor's respect and favor for him have gradually diminished since three years ago, and the fourth prince is now no different from the other princes, and his status is even lower.
It was inevitable that he would end up like this as he had a rift with the Emperor.
Qi Changfeng sat at a position far away from the dragon throne, and kept looking at Shen Shijiu, whose face was covered, through the crowd.
Today's banquet was different from yesterday's. Yesterday the atmosphere was relatively solemn, and the ministers and the envoys of the barbarian leaders discussed some serious matters.
And tonight the atmosphere is extremely relaxed and peaceful. Everyone who comes brings their families and relatives with them, and the hall is filled with peace and harmony.
After a while, Amul also entered the hall with the barbarian envoys. To show respect, everyone in the hall stood up and saluted, and Amul also returned the salutes one by one.
But Pei Zheng sat on the mat, playing with the wine glass, with no intention of getting up.
Shen Shijiu originally wanted to stand up as well when he saw that everyone around him had stood up, but Pei Zheng held down his thigh and stopped him from moving.
After exchanging greetings with others, Amul walked towards Pei Zheng with a smile.
"Master Pei, nice to see you again. Did you have a good rest last night?" Amul glanced at Pei Zheng and asked, "Why didn't Her Royal Highness the Princess come with you?"
Pei Zheng also curled his lips, "Since the leader cares so much about the princess, why doesn't he go and ask her in person?"
Amul was choked. Where could he go to ask if no one came
"It seems that Master Pei has a new love?"
Amul looked at Shen Shijiu who was kneeling obediently beside him. He was very curious about what kind of beautiful face under the veil would look like to be favored by Pei Zheng.
His vision was suddenly blocked by someone. Amul looked at Pei Zheng who was standing in front of Shen Shijiu, his eyes full of warning.
Amul shrugged indifferently. If you are not allowed to look, then don't look. Why be so fierce
Then he turned around and sat back in his seat.
Shen Shijiu poked his head out from behind Pei Zheng, poked his shoulder with his finger, and asked in confusion, "Sir, what's wrong?"
His voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of being heard by others.
Pei Zheng then slightly moved aside and said expressionlessly, "It's okay."
"The clothes that person just now was wearing were so strange, and his hair was braided into small pigtails, so cute."
Author (Yinma Bookstore) PS If you like novels, please visit:
YINMASW．COM
Shen Shijiu leaned close to Pei Zheng's ear and spoke curiously, his eyes constantly looking towards the group of barbarians.
Pei Zheng didn't say anything, just snorted coldly.
Shen Shijiu heard it, turned around, and saw Pei Zheng staring at him with dissatisfaction, his eyes extremely cold.
He shuddered twice and muttered, "It's just a little cute..."
Pei Zheng's eyes were still cold.
"It's not cute at all, it's so ugly."
Pei Zheng snorted again and looked away.
At this time, a eunuch walked out from the dragon throne on the steps and whispered, "The emperor has arrived."
The hall suddenly became quiet. Everyone stood up and saluted respectfully. Several barbarians also raised their fists in front of their chests, performing the most honorable etiquette.
The emperor walked up to the dragon throne with a smile on his face and sat down, waving his hand and saying, "My dear ministers, please stand up. Today is just a family dinner. There is no need to be so polite. Let's relax a little, Jinglong."
Everyone in the hall laughed together and raised their glasses to toast the emperor.
Then the door of the hall opened, and a group of dancers came in, with their sleeves swaying gracefully. They danced in the hall, and the people sitting below laughed and talked while enjoying the dance.
—After the dance performance, there was thunderous applause.
The emperor was also very happy and ordered someone to bring a folding fan so that he could write an inscription on it on the spot.
After he wrote the four words "江山盛世", everyone praised him and said that his cursive writing was unique.
The emperor presented the folding fan to Amul on the spot.
The eunuch walked down the steps holding a folding fan in his hand and handed it to Amul.
Amul bowed and said, "Amul is flattered. Thank you, Your Majesty."
However, in public, he did not take the folding fan himself. Instead, a subordinate beside him took it and placed it directly on Amul's desk.
This was actually a very disrespectful reward to the emperor. The emperor looked unhappy and the others in the hall remained silent.
Amul smiled and stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, in fact, my barbarian tribe would like to present you with a gift tonight. I hope that Your Majesty will like it after seeing it."
After saying this, he clapped his hands, and the tightly closed palace door suddenly made a sound, and everyone looked towards the door.
I saw an extremely large black shadow reflected on the door. It had the appearance of a human, but was as strong as a black bear.
The black shadow pushed the palace door open, and the door frame was cracked by his great strength. With every step he took, the ground made a deafening "bang bang" sound.
This man had thick hair and only a pair of beast-like eyes were visible on his face. He was extremely strong and his arms were as thick as a normal person's head.
Amul bowed and said, "Your Majesty, this is a very rare giant among our barbarians. It is so strong that it can uproot a weeping willow. I am offering it to Your Majesty today, hoping that it can always be by Your Majesty's side and protect Your Majesty's safety."
What can guarantee the emperor's safety
The emperor would be in greater danger with such a monster around him.
"This... I appreciate the leader's kindness, but this palace is heavily guarded, and there are many guards guarding it. My safety is guaranteed." Amul smiled indifferently, "Your Majesty, don't rush to refuse. Why don't you send the most brave warriors of the Heavenly Dynasty to compete with my barbarian giants? We will know who is stronger after a try."
As soon as he finished speaking, the ministers sitting below began to discuss.
If we do not accept Amul's suggestion, we might be accused of not being able to find a brave and resourceful warrior in the great Celestial Empire.
Accepting Amul's advice, the fighting power of this monster is really terrifying.
"Okay, let's have a competition. Come on!"
At the emperor's command, ten sturdy guards came in from outside the palace gate, but they were nothing compared to the monster in the main room.
Those guards were also unarmed.
First, a man walked into the room and stood face to face with the giant, but he only reached the giant's chest.
The man punched the giant steadily, accurately and fiercely, but the giant did not react at all.
The man got anxious and threw more than ten punches in a row. The giant was hit hard by all the punches without his body shaking at all.
The man was out of breath and had to bend down to rest. The giant grinned, stretched out his arm and hammered down hard on the man in front of him...
Pei Zheng reached out and covered Shen Shijiu's eyes, feeling Shen Shijiu's long eyelashes blinking twice.
The hall was quickly cleaned up.
Pei Zheng put down his hand, and there seemed to be an itchy touch on the palm of his hand.
The remaining guard in the palace first attacked in groups of three, but failed.
The others simply took up their weapons and went into battle together, but the giant's entire body was like a wall of iron, so hard that it was impervious to swords and spears.
People were seriously injured one after another and were carried out of the hall.
The giant only had a few scratches on his body, and he raised his arms and cheered incoherently.
Amul signaled him to be quiet, and then said to the silent crowd in the hall, "You all have seen it, it's not that we barbarians don't know etiquette, but isn't it a bit unreasonable that the situation of ten to one has turned out like this?"
He looked very proud, "Your Majesty, the victory has been decided. Ten people from the Celestial Empire are no match for one person from my barbarian tribe. What do you think?"
The emperor's face was almost turning blue. The reputation of the Celestial Empire was about to be wiped out by the barbarians.
"Your Majesty, I am willing to give it a try."
Pei Zheng stood in the hall and bowed slightly, his tone calm and unperturbed.
Before the emperor could say anything, Amul walked over while clapping.
"Okay, okay, Master Pei is indeed very courageous, but you must be careful not to get hurt by the rude and uncivilized barbarians."
Pei Zheng glanced at him coldly, did not respond, walked a few steps to the giant, and stood with his hands behind his back.
He was almost at the giant's shoulder level, tilted his head slightly, and looked up and down with half-closed eyes.
Amuer folded his arms and watched from the side, wanting to see what Pei Zheng was up to. He pretended to be kind and asked, "Master Pei, would you like to pick a weapon that suits you?"
Who knew Pei Zheng actually wanted to choose.
He walked to Amul's desk, picked up the folding fan given by the emperor, and looked at Amul as if to ask him.
Amul was very curious about the use of a fragile folding fan, so he nodded.
Pei Zheng opened the folding fan with a "snap", and with his slender fingers he flipped the bottom a few times in the air, forming a few beautiful fan flowers, then he closed his fingers and put the folding fan away.
The movements just now were smooth and beautiful. Everyone sitting down stared at the center of the hall intently, afraid that they would miss the show if they blinked a few times.
Shen Jiujiu was still sitting obediently in Pei Zheng's seat, his little hands tightly grasping the hem of his cloak. Others might be there to watch the fun, but Shen Jiujiu was the only one who was worried about Pei Zheng's safety.
You have to know that the master's internal strength has been damaged and has not yet been fully recovered. How can he use force casually