The argument was fruitless, and Princess Qianluo was willing to lower her status just to follow Rong Baichuan wholeheartedly.
Last year, an avalanche on the border buried a village, and many people were indeed rescued during the inspection.
You were clearly doing good things, but ended up bringing bad consequences to yourself!
The last time he saved someone, he was pushed off a cliff and disfigured, and was also falsely accused of insulting someone's innocence.
This time again!
Doesn't God want him to be a good person in the future?!
"If you continue to pester me, don't blame me for not showing mercy to the princess!" Rong Baichuan angrily waved his sleeves and sat down.
It doesn’t matter who she loves. If she dares to come up to him, don’t blame him for hitting a woman.
The atmosphere in the hall dropped to freezing point.
At this time, the Prince of Beiyi stood up again.
"Your Majesty Dongwu, the New Year is coming to an end. After the birthday banquet, I'm afraid we won't be able to return in time for the New Year..."
"Could you please let us stay in Dongwu for the New Year so we can experience your country's customs and practices?"
The Prince of Beiyi smiled kindly, as if the unpleasant incident of the "bear head" had never happened before.
This visit was of course not just for marriage and birthday celebrations.
Disrupt the Dongwu court, obtain the military defense map, or eliminate Rong Baichuan, at least one of the tasks must be completed before returning.
The emperor pondered for a moment and said with a smile,
"The Crown Prince and the envoys can rest assured. Dongwu will naturally allow you to experience an unusual New Year."
The ambitions of the Northern Barbarians were clearly written on the surface, and the emperor could naturally see them.
They will definitely not return empty-handed on this trip eastward. Instead of letting them go back and then come back secretly, it is better to keep an eye on them openly.
"I, I, I..." An excited voice came from the crowd, "Can I stay for the New Year too?"
"Young Master!" The elder of the Houchao tribe pulled the agitated Hai Yan aside and scolded him, "This is in the court of another country. You cannot be so rude!"
The Houchao people have always been free and unrestrained, doing whatever they want.
Hai Yan is also the person with the highest affinity to the power of the Sea God among the younger generation, and the next successor to the clan leader.
Growing up in the clan, he was spoiled by everyone and never learned any rules.
It had only been five days since he arrived in Dongwu City, but the elders had already looked for him eight times out of frustration.
It made his already gray hair even grayer.
Looking at Hai Yan's expectant eyes, the elder held his forehead helplessly, stood up and walked out.
"Your Majesty, please allow me to take the young master to experience the New Year atmosphere of your country."
"Of course." The emperor agreed happily.
The Dongwu and Houchao peoples share the same sea area. When fishermen from the coastal areas go out to sea to fish and encounter storms, they are occasionally rescued by the Houchao people.
The Chao people are simple-minded. As long as they don't enter Xumi Island privately, they will not make enemies with anyone.
The emperor was naturally very happy for them to stay.
Since these two countries want to stay, then...
The emperor looked at the envoys from Xilan and Nanyan and asked silently.
The capital of Xilan Kingdom is not far from the capital of Dongwu, and you can arrive there before the New Year by driving normally.
And the Southern Yan Kingdom...
The Holy Son and Holy Daughter looked at the increasingly excited poisonous insect in their arms, exchanged glances, and nodded slightly.
One of them looked at the elders who were accompanying him.
So except for Xilan, people from the other three countries stayed to celebrate the New Year.
When the owner of Sifang Pavilion heard the news, he felt like the sky had fallen.
It was originally a deserted diplomatic inn that had not been open for several years.
He is an idle official who does nothing but sleeps every day in this inn. He is about to become the most miserable "New Year overtime worker" in Dongwu!
All envoys from the three kingdoms must stay here!
They are all princes and princesses, saints, and the young master of the sea god, all of them are extremely precious.
The museum owner looked at the five giant Buddhas pressing down on him with a "dong dong dong" sound.
His eyes rolled back and he fainted.
"Master, Master, please be strong..." The servant pinched the master's nose, "The young master of the sea god is not coming. He wants to stay at General Rong's mansion."
…
The Mansion of the General Guarding the Country.
Rong Baichuan looked at Hai Yan, who was pulling a pile of luggage on a small cart and looking around curiously, with a complicated expression.
Although Hai Yan is only thirteen years old, he is still a child.
But no matter what, he has a daughter who is still waiting to be married.
The emperor must have taken some wrong medicine, actually agreeing to let a man from outside live in his house! ?
As for the matter of the Princess of Beiyi, the emperor could obviously refuse directly, but he said it depended on his opinion.
"He obviously wants to laugh at me!" Rong Baichuan finally came to his senses.
At this moment, there were four or five secret agents squatting on the wall of his house, each holding a small notebook in their hands, recording everything at all times.
Wang Ren looked at the man in black squatting on the tree, folded his arms, and stared helplessly.
"Commander, shouldn't we arrest him?" a guard asked in a low voice.
Wang Ren glanced at him and said quietly, "That's your Majesty's secret guard. How do we catch him?"
Wang Ren has been with Rong Baichuan for ten years.
Five years ago, he was injured in the arm and withdrew from the battlefield. He stayed in Kyoto to recuperate and protect the Annan Marquis Mansion.
Later, he got tired of the constant fighting and killed, so he stayed and became the commander of the guards.
After so many years, he naturally knew the emperor's secret guards.
Moreover, the secret guard did not deliberately hide his figure, clearly wanting them to know that they were coming.
At this time, the secret guard on the tree felt the gaze from this side, turned around and saw that it was Wang Ren, and raised his right hand holding the charcoal pencil and waved it.
You don't need to look to know that the face under the black mask should be smiling.
Little Guard: ...
Is he really a secret guard? Not a visible guard?
Is this how His Majesty and the General usually play?
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