Chapter 187: Nine White Banquets

"In the future, the three leaders can come and go more, the palace still welcomes you, after all, the Xiongnu is also a subject country of Dayi, Dayi has always been friendly and hospitable, and will not refuse to stay away."

Zhan Ge looked at the ambition seeping out of Temur's eyes, with a little smile on the corner of his mouth, and his voice was warm with persistence.

The smile on Temur's face gradually cooled, but he didn't say anything, this is Dayi's territory, if he really wants to do something, he has to consider whether he can go back alive?

It was the first time for Yan Wushuang, who was beside Zhan Ge, to see Zhan Ge look like this, and he was secretly wary of Temur, but for some reason, Mandu Ratu, who also came as a messenger, seemed to be absent-minded.

The glazed hall used to be the place where the first emperor gave Wang Yuyan to live, and it was renovated after the ascendation of the throne of the saint, and several surrounding palaces were merged into it, and it was built into a special place for banquets, and the name is still the glazed hall.

Its magnificence but elegance is not lost, showing the dignity of Dayi everywhere, but it is low-key to show the strength of Dayi, which is the most proud work of the Ministry of Industry.

This banquet to welcome the Xiongnu and barbarians was held here.

"The prince, the princess, the two envoys, Your Majesty and the hundred officials are already waiting inside, please." Then, the eunuch's shrill voice came into the hall layer after layer, and Zhan Ge and Yan Wu took the lead and walked inside.

The saint is dressed in a black-bottomed dragon robe, with a crown, although his face is still a little immature, but the momentum of his body is already not to be underestimated.

The hundred officials sat on both sides according to the ranks, and Temur saw many familiar faces, and also saw the generals who made the Xiongnu remember deeply, Wei Guogong, His Royal Highness King Sheng.

Hiding their thoughts, Temur and Manduratu offered their respect with the highest courtesy, although they were unwilling, but the situation was stronger than people, and it was better to lie dormant than to die in the net.

"Temur is ordered by the leader to offer loyalty to Your Majesty, and it is the honor of my clan to become a subject country of Dayi, and this is a special gift from my clan, a white camel and eight white horses, all of which are high-quality and difficult to find, I hope Your Majesty likes it."

Kneeling down on one knee, Temur rested his right hand on his left chest, his face was serious, as if he was loyal.

There were guards in the back who offered treasures from the Huns, and as for the animals, they were naturally placed in the royal pasture, which was inconvenient to bring in.

Mandu Ratu clenched his right hand into a fist, hit his left chest hard, and bent down and bowed his head: "Mandu Ratu is ordered by his father to offer the loyalty of my clan to His Majesty......"

"The three chiefs and the third prince, please, Dayi has always been hospitable, and it will definitely be able to make your trip worthwhile, given that Princess Tarta and Prince Muqi have been in Dayi for more than half a year, if you miss them, you can go to see them from time to time."

What kind of ambition they have hidden in their hearts, the saint knows, but what should be done is still to be done, killing all of them will hurt the peace of the heavens, and there is always a way, so that the barbarians and the Xiongnu can be educated by Dayi, and gradually, they will become one.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The two got up and sat in the position that had been prepared long ago under the leadership of the palace maid, and the position was naturally excellent, and next to them were Prince Muqi and Princess Tart, which fully made them feel lovesick.

It's just that on the steps on the left-hand side, sitting side by side is the king and the lord of Cheng'an, up is the king of Sheng, and on the opposite side are the Duke of Wei and the king of Tang.

Dressed in dance clothes, young dancers come in from both sides, accompanied by the music of mountains and rivers, dancing gracefully, smiling without showing teeth, elegant and generous, showing the glory of Dayi.

The palace maid began to serve the dish with a tray, and to everyone's surprise, the first dish at the beginning turned out to be a bowl of boiled milk tea, which is not the custom of Dayi, but like the habit of the barbarians and the Huns.

"I wonder who prepared this feast? is so careful and thoughtful, it really makes this king admire and admire. Looking at the sweet milk tea in his hand, Temur's mood calmed down a little.

Yan Wushuang got up, smiled a little without saying a word, and politely bowed his head to Temur as a sign of courtesy.

"It's good to satisfy the three leaders, this banquet is to welcome the two to Dayi, naturally it is necessary to be courteous and thoughtful, this princess named this banquet, Jiubai Banquet, which just corresponds to the congratulatory gifts you offered."

"Jiubai" is the highest congratulatory gift of the barbarians and the Huns, named after it, it makes them feel uncomfortable, and feel comfortable for a while, this tangled mind Yan Wushuang does not want to pay attention to it, but her goal is achieved.

"It turned out to be the lord of Cheng'an, this king has long heard of the good name of the county lord, if the county lord is not married, I am afraid that this king will be happy, but it is a pity ......"

Without waiting for Temur to finish speaking, Yan Wushuang pressed Zhan Ge's shoulder and looked at it with a smile.

"The three leaders are serious, and this princess, as the wife of the king side by side, should naturally be considered for Dayi, as for the love of the three leaders, I am afraid that she will be disappointed. The feast has just begun, and the three leaders are invited to enjoy it slowly. ”

As soon as Yan Wushuang's voice fell, Gonggong Wei had already arranged for the palace maid to continue serving, and the pleasant silk and bamboo continued to sound, and the farce just now seemed to be just a joke, but it made many people secretly pay attention.

"This Temur is really not a fuel-efficient lamp, are you sure you appreciate it with him?" looked at Zhan Ge jokingly, and whispered in Zhan Ge's ear.

Zhan Ge took advantage of the situation to hold Yan Wushuang's hand, and used dark strength to make Yan Wushuang unable to get rid of it easily, such a person, Yan Wushuang naturally can't be rude.

"Madame, don't worry, those who dare to flirt with Madame in front of me are afraid that they will either die or have not yet been born......"

With unspeakable danger in his eyes, he smiled at Temur and nodded slightly, seemingly friendly, but they were on the verge of breaking out.

Yan Wushuang was a little furious by his laughter in his heart, and hurriedly comforted the person who tried to blow up his hair: "You calm down, it's not a big deal, this Temur, so arrogant, I'm afraid it is ill-intentioned, you have to pay attention, you can't startle the snake." ”

"Madame rest assured, she knows what to do for her husband."

Saying that, Zhan Ge picked up a piece of rock sugar walnut, with a smile in his eyes, handed it to Yan Wushuang's direction, and met the eyes of others, Yan Wu's ears were red and he ate it, but he didn't mention the topic just now.

Seeing that Yan Wushuang relaxed, Zhan Ge had a meal with peace of mind, and when he looked up at the Holy Lord, King Sheng and others, they all flashed with each other.

Beginning with boiled milk tea and ending with Dongting Biluochun, the Jiubai banquet with rich dishes such as dried fruits, candied fruits, dumplings, and appetizers came to an end.

conquered Temur and Mandu Latu, and also made the faces of everyone present bright, such novel food, but it has not been passed on outside, and there is another good name about Yan Wushuang.

At the end of the feast, it was already the moon branches, and the whole palace was brightly lit against the background of candles, which was more shocking than the daytime.

The envoy naturally sent it back to the post station, just in time for the official school to rest, so that Princess Tarta and Prince Muqi could see their families and complain.

Yan Wushuang and Zhan Ge said goodbye to Wei Guogong and his wife, only then did they relax and hammer their sore shoulders, Yan Wushuang yawned without any image, and was lazy.

Zhan Ge told Gonggong Wei about the matter, and seeing Yan Wushuang's tired appearance, he picked it up directly, and walked steadily outside in Yan Wushuang's surprised wide eyes.

"There are no people here, they don't dare to say anything, you are tired, just rest, when you get to the house, I will tell you to get up and bathe."

King Sheng, who came out of the Liuli Hall and was about to make some arrangements with Zhan Ge, happened to hear what Zhan Ge said, and in the eyes of Gonggong Wei who smiled but didn't dare to laugh, he snorted coldly and waved his sleeves away.

Unconsciously Zhan Ge hugged Yan Wushuang into the carriage, Yan Wushuang had fallen asleep in Zhan Ge's arms, quiet like a painting, without any strong colors, but let Zhan Ge's eyes stay in this life.

The ink merchant who drove the carriage consciously slowed down, and the slightly swaying carriage made Yan Wushuang fall into a deeper sleep, she hadn't been so tired for a long time, she really couldn't stand it.

"As long as you're well, no matter what, it's okay, except, leave me ......"

The murmur was revealed between Zhan Ge's lips and teeth, Zhan Ge's eyes were as gentle and dignified as the sea, Yan Wushuang's head was close to the position of Zhan Ge's heart, listening to the vibrations inside, and sleeping sweetly.

In the carriage, it was quiet and peaceful, Zhan Ge hadn't been like this for a long time, and he was able to gently hug Yan Wushuang, seeing her so quiet, instead of running away from herself, her heart was sweet and thick.

"General, it's here." Stopping the carriage, the ink merchant stubbornly reported inside, and his voice was very soft, lest he disturb the sleeping lady.

After a long time, there was a sound of war in the carriage.

Then, Zhan Ge came out with Yan Wushuang in his arms, and his coat was draped over Yan Wushuang to isolate her from the coldness of the summer night.

"Go and rest, we have something to do tomorrow." Zhan Ge commanded, hugged Yanwushuang and went straight to the main courtyard, Shuangshuang and Mo Shang in the back looked at each other, and left consciously, and the boxes went back to the room.

Since the general said so, then they should not go and bother, the bad guys are loving, and they will be kicked by the donkey.

In the bedroom, Zhan Ge thought about it for a long time, but he still woke up Yan Wushuang softly, let the maid come in, and served Yan Wushuang to bathe.

He himself went to the next room to bathe, and when Zhan Ge came in, Yan Wushuang happened to come out wearing a white undershirt, and his long hair was still dripping, soaking the clothes behind him, and the looming amorous temptation.

The maid packed up her things and saluted, leaving the space for the two masters.

When Yan Wushuang is sleepy, it is a state of cuteness, and the brain's reaction is often sluggish compared to action.

Picking up the white cloth and wiping Yan Wushuang's long hair, Zhan Ge looked at Yan Wushuang's eyes that seemed to be slightly closed, and the corners of his mouth rippled with a smile that he couldn't stop.

It's just that if her hair is damp, she will have a headache when she wakes up tomorrow, so it's also for her sake.