Chapter 465: Envoys Gather
End of August.
Nansang, Danyang.
The whole city is filled with blooming hibiscus flowers, and the people are living in peace and prosperity.
Walking along the long and busy streets, you can feel the peace and prosperity of a great country everywhere.
Nansang sent troops to participate in the Dongpu chaos, but the country of Nansang was not affected by the war at all. On the streets, in teahouses and taverns, the people were all talking about the upcoming coronation ceremony.
In the posthouse west of the city, envoys from various countries gathered, and it was also a very lively scene.
"...On September 16th, the grand ceremony will see Crown Prince Nansang ascend the throne. This grand event is a cause for celebration throughout the world!"
"It's indeed a celebration for all, otherwise we wouldn't have the chance to gather here, hahahaha!"
"Hey, isn't this the second prince of Fenglan Kingdom? I didn't expect it to be you this time!"
"Aiya, King Rui of Lingjiang! I've heard so much about you!"
The entire lobby of the inn was filled with brocade clothes and jade crowns. Every two steps there was a king, and every three steps there was an emperor. The sounds of socializing were endless.
Gan Zhenyu, accompanied by five maids and ten guards, sat quietly in the corner of the lobby, appearing inconspicuous in such a scene.
Even so, there was no way to avoid someone coming up to say hello.
"This guy looks very familiar. Which prince is he from..." The man in the blue robe with hidden patterns came over to greet him, patting his head with a smile. "Oh, I remember now. You are from the Gan family of Dai Viet, the fourth-rank Grand Secretary, Lord Gan! We met once before when the Emperor of Dai Viet ascended the throne several years ago! I am the Prince of Anyang of the Shangbei Kingdom."
"The Gan family of Dai Viet?" Another purple ball rolled over, deliberately letting out a sarcastic laugh. "At the coronation ceremony of the new emperor of Nan Sang, all the people who came were royal descendants, expressing their importance to the ceremony. But Dai Viet only sent a mere fourth-rank official? Is this mocking our royal families or looking down on Nan Sang? Oh no, no, look at my brain, maybe I misunderstood. No wonder Dai Viet sent such a person. I almost forgot that apart from the still-reigning Emperor Xuan Jing, the Dai Viet royal family has no other royal descendants. They are all dead, hahaha!"
Gan Zhenyu's face darkened.
Someone humiliated Dai Viet in public. As an envoy of Dai Viet, this is absolutely intolerable.
He snorted coldly and was about to stand up, but someone next to him was one step ahead of him.
He was one of the entourage he brought this time. He was a thin old man wearing an eight-leaf hat and a gray satin robe with a swastika pattern. At first glance, he looked quite noble, like a wealthy man.
The old man put his hands behind his back and walked around the purple ball with his legs spread wide, clicking his tongue. "Longyuan waist badge? From Longyuan Kingdom? What was the Emperor Longyuan thinking? Why did he send a ball instead of someone else? The envoys are the face of a country. Sending a steamed bun with yeast dough to watch the ceremony, is it embarrassing to the royal families of other countries or to Nan Sang? Oh no, no, I'm confused for a moment. I can't be so arbitrary and blame the Emperor Longyuan. Maybe the steamed bun with yeast dough is the least embarrassing among the children of the Longyuan royal family. The rest are even more embarrassing!"
After he finished speaking, the old man shook his head and sighed with pity. He reached out his hand to support the three layers of flesh on the purple ball's neck and said, "It's really pitiful. You don't even have a neck. Speak less. Look at your flesh shaking. We are all working hard for you."
The neck and face exposed above Ziqiu's purple robe quickly turned red and purple. His eyes, squeezed into slits by fat, tried hard to open them, furious. "How dare you humiliate this king, humiliate my Long Yuan?! How outrageous! Envoys from two countries are talking, and a mere attendant dares to speak over his master. Lord Gan, is this how you teach your servants?!"
"Is this King Yu of Longyuan?" Gan Zhenyu stood up leisurely, shook the hem of his robe, and smiled. "We are all envoys, all here in Nansang to observe the ceremony on behalf of our country. There is no hierarchy here. This is not one of Gan's servants, but the censor from Dayue who has been sent on this diplomatic mission. As you all know, censors are known for their straightforward advice in court. They speak directly and honestly, without beating around the bush. King Yu is so angry, it can't be that he doesn't have the magnanimity to listen to the truth, right? Moreover, even if we really do have to distinguish between different ranks, Dayue is a medium-sized country. Even the King of Longyuan would have to bow before my emperor. The prince of Longyuan is no more noble than our censors. If King Yu doesn't have the magnanimity, he should at least have some self-awareness."
The maids and guards from Dai Viet all laughed without any courtesy, not giving anyone any face at all.
Gan Zhenyu smiled without saying anything, with no intention of stopping him at all.
The purple color on King Yu's face was so dark that it turned black. His mouth trembled for a long time, but he couldn't say anything to refute.
He turned his fleshy neck to look at King Anyang who had come over to greet him first, wanting to invite him to join forces against the common enemy. You know, there is a friendship between the countries that has issued the same wanted order!
Unexpectedly, Prince Anyang immediately turned his head away, pretending that he saw nothing and did not get involved at all.
The other people who had been secretly watching this place immediately looked away and pretended not to hear anything.
King Yu gasped for breath and almost fell backwards.
Originally, he wanted to join in the fight against Bei and humiliate Dai Viet, making Dai Viet lose face in front of other countries. Unexpectedly, he ended up embarrassing himself!
Why did Dai Viet send an extra censor? His mouth is so full of poison! He can make people die of anger!
The atmosphere was subtle when another group of people walked in from outside the inn. They looked exhausted and must be another group of envoys who had just arrived in Danyang.
The man walking in front was burly and rugged. As he entered, he glanced around, finally settling on the corner where the conflict had occurred. A huge smile spread across his face. "Lord Gan! Hahaha! Do you remember me? Mo Liren! Old Mo! We had a drink together at the Dayue Palace banquet a few years ago!"
Gan Zhenyu was stunned for a moment, then calmly suppressed his doubts. He smiled and nodded at the other party, "Master Mo! How could I not remember you? I didn't expect to see you here again today."
"That's right! On my way here, I was wondering if I'd run into anyone I know today! And hey, I saw him right after I got here!" Mo Liren walked over with the swift strides of a dragon and a tiger. After taking two steps, he turned back and greeted, "Second Princess, Old Mo has seen someone I know. I'm going to say hello first!"
"Oh? An acquaintance of General Mo, would you like to introduce him to me?" A lazy and proud voice came first, and then a pink figure walked into the lobby, with willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a slightly raised chin, and an arrogant attitude that did not take others seriously.
When the woman reached the purple ball, she glanced down with a look of disgust, "What dares to block my way? Get out of the way!"
Ziqiu was so angry that his whole body was shaking, "You, you, let go--"
Mo Liren said, "Master Gan, this is the Second Princess of Xiling!"
"!!" Ziqiu bit the tip of his tongue hard, and his eyeballs bulged out in pain before he bit back the last word.
Grandma Ge!
Even if he had a lump in his head, he wouldn't dare to provoke Xiling!
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