"The Kingdom of Sa Ri wishes to maintain lasting peace and friendship with the Kingdom of Yan!"
Her voice carried clearly throughout the entire venue.
Lucat quickly added, "So it is with our Kingdom of Shenglu! His Majesty Figus did not come in person this time because of illness, but he said he would definitely come to visit in person next time!"
"We are willing to be friends forever, and we have no other intentions!"
Immediately following, shouts of loyalty and pledges of allegiance rose and fell, merging into a single chorus.
Qin Ze stood with his hands behind his back, a faint smile in his eyes, and nodded slightly.
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That night, the banquet hall of the palace was brightly lit.
The smoke of battle has dissipated, replaced by the rich aroma of fine wine and the fragrance of a grand feast.
Despite the lively atmosphere amidst the clinking of glasses, there was always an indescribable sense of restraint.
The devastating scene during the day has been deeply etched into the hearts of every foreign visitor.
Just then, the lights in the hall dimmed slightly, and on the high platform in front of the hall, a master of ceremonies announced in a loud voice: "Play—'The Qin King's Battle Music'!"
The people at the table immediately perked up and pricked up their ears to look over.
I've already enjoyed two pieces of traditional Chinese music in the past two days, and today's final piece is sure to be just as wonderful.
At this moment, the war drums suddenly rose like thunder!
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
Each sound seemed to strike between the beats of the heart, causing the cups and saucers on the table to tremble slightly.
The drums beat continuously, but it was no longer the daytime roar of cannons.
Rather, it exudes an ancient and solemn aura of slaughter, as if awakening from a battlefield sealed for a thousand years, filled with the flavor of the era of cold weapons.
Immediately, the familiar sound of the pipa merged with the sound of the drums.
But it is no longer the eerie and gloomy atmosphere of "House of Flying Daggers", but rather a story of war and intrigue.
The performer was not the woman in the red dress from the daytime, but the elderly man with white hair from the beginning.
With nimble fingers, the strings produced a chord like a hail of arrows.
The deep, resonant sound of the chime bells blends in, together creating a solemn military formation and a powerful momentum of advance.
The music is a majestic army, with an upright banner, crushing all unscrupulous enemies with the overwhelming force of Mount Tai!
Finally, all the instruments reached their climax with a thunderous harmony, and then came to an abrupt end.
The lingering sound echoed among the beams and pillars of the main hall, like the frozen silence of a battlefield after a victory.
After the old man and all the musicians stood up solemnly, thunderous applause erupted, filled with heartfelt reverence, and lasted for a long time.
If masterful music can reach the heart, then at this moment, everyone was indeed deeply moved.
People couldn't help but think that, besides its unfathomable military power, the Yan Kingdom was also incredibly profound in its culture.
Qin Ze slowly raised the golden goblet from his seat of honor, his gaze sweeping over the crowd below, and said in a loud voice:
"This song praises the spirit of our ancestors who opened up new territories and purified the world."
"It will protect the Yan Kingdom's mountains and rivers forever, and will also illuminate the path of all friendly nations."
May the world share this paradise!
"May the world share this paradise!!!" Everyone responded in unison, downing their drinks in one gulp.
Isabella's eyes were filled with wonder as she gazed at the young figure high on the throne.
At that moment, she realized with absolute clarity:
A brand new era has arrived, unstoppable.
Her country must find its place in this new era.
Thinking this, she summoned a servant and whispered:
"Please convey my wish to His Majesty the Emperor to have the honor of a private meeting with him..."
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