Chapter 469 Don’t be angry, I’ll help you beat him up when I have a chance
The time of the ceremony is approaching day by day.
Danyang City became more and more lively.
Although the new emperor has not yet held his coronation ceremony, he has already entered the palace to govern the country.
On the tenth day of September, the new emperor held a night banquet in the palace to entertain envoys from various countries, and they drank and enjoyed themselves together.
Gan Zhenyu naturally had to be present, and even the old man Du had to attend since he had obtained the status of a censor.
At dusk, the carriages parked in front of the post house started to move off one after another, heading towards the imperial palace.
In one of the carriages, Gan Zhenyu and Old Man Du sat together. Besides Bai Yu and Tian Bao, there were also Xiao Maisui and Su An.
"Although all countries have the rule of not killing envoys, we still need to be careful and be cautious in what we say and do after entering the palace. Many people should have discovered your identities, but they are just holding back." Gan Zhenyu glanced outside and saw that the carriage had already entered the Four Horse Avenue, not far from the palace.
Du Buqun was unconcerned. "No tiger cubs, no blood. We were prepared when we came here. What's there to be afraid of? Where did Grandpa go before? Where was there not dangerous?"
Gan Zhenyu was left speechless by the old man.
Wherever you go, you tend to steal things and attract a lot of pursuers. How can it not be dangerous?
There were four youngsters in the car, three of them covered their mouths and laughed silently. Uncle Gan's expression could speak for itself, and you could tell what he was thinking at a glance.
Tian Bao smiled and said, "Grandpa Du, we can't scout the palace tonight. The palace is full of experts and traps, comparable to the Xiling Palace."
Bai Yu laughed even harder, his chest vibrating. "In other words, you can't climb over the palace wall here either."
The poison cannot harm my old face.
Those two little bastards didn't even give him any face.
The clouds in the sky gradually faded away.
When daylight faded, windproof lanterns were lit in front of the palace gate.
As the next crown prince, Yan Changkong personally led the ceremonial officers to welcome guests at the palace gate.
She was wearing a red robe with four-clawed python patterns, and her tall figure stood out among the crowd, like a crane among chickens, or the moon surrounded by stars.
After greeting another wave of guests who had arrived earlier, he ordered someone to lead the distinguished guests into the palace gate. Then he took the opportunity to walk to the shadow of the dragon pillar on the left side of the palace gate and exchanged glances with Wenren Gan, who was standing there with his hands behind his back.
"The Dai Viet envoys will be arriving soon," Wen Rengan turned his head to look at the four-horse avenue extending from the palace gate. Amidst the shades of hibiscus flowers and trees, a carriage with a blue cloth curtain appeared from the other end of the avenue, approaching at a steady speed. "It would be best if we could catch the turtle in the jar, but what a pity."
"Emissaries from various countries have gathered, and our father's coronation ceremony is imminent. We cannot afford to make any mistakes. The Nansang state must also not be compromised. Even when two armies are fighting, envoys are not killed. Moreover, there has been no actual conflict between Su Jiuni and others and our Nansang. Nansang will not attack them at a palace banquet." Yan Changkong also glanced at the carriage with a faint smile. "Even if we do take action, we must be absolutely sure. Su Jiuni's ability should not be underestimated, otherwise even the King of Mobei would not have suffered at her hands."
"My sixth brother is indeed capable, but he's a bit conceited. As for the absolute certainty you speak of, Your Highness... I have something to share that might be of assistance to you, Your Highness."
"Oh? I'd like to hear more about it."
Wen Rengan tilted his head and whispered a few words in his ear. Then he walked out of the darkness with his hands behind his back, smiling as he headed towards the palace gate. "I wish the Crown Prince all his wishes come true!"
Prince?
Yan Changkong raised his eyebrows, stared at the man's back, and slightly curled the corners of his lips.
The people of the Beixiang royal family are all tough guys.
The blue-curtained carriage stopped in front of the palace gate.
The people in the car got off one after another.
Yan Changkong collected his thoughts and stepped forward to greet them, "Welcome everyone——"
Before he finished speaking, his eyes fell on the face of the woman who had just jumped out of the car. Meeting her cold almond-shaped eyes, Yan Changkong's heart suddenly contracted, as if an electric current was running through his body.
The loss of composure lasted only a moment, so quick that it was imperceptible. His smile remained unchanged as he continued, "—You have come from afar to visit my Nansang. Tonight's banquet is specially organized to welcome you all. Yan Changkong, the eldest grandson of the Nansang Emperor, is here to welcome you. If there is any inadequacy in our hospitality, I hope you will forgive me."
Gan Zhenyu bowed, his social interactions handled with ease. "Prince Yan, you are so kind. I am honored to be able to participate in this grand event in Nansang. Our emperor specifically instructed me to come in person. I regret that I cannot come in person. As an envoy from Dai Viet, I must bring his blessings."
The old man Du was the last one to jump out of the car. He saw with his own eyes how the Gan family could tell lies to different people and people to different people. He felt ashamed of himself. "They usually talk to us in a serious manner, but it turns out they are just foxes in sheep's clothing. Tsk tsk."
The old man's muttering was so quiet that it still attracted the two people who were talking to turn their heads to look at him.
The old man immediately adjusted his hat and acted bewildered. "You guys chat on your own, don't bother with me. I've been a censor for years and my outspoken nature is hard to change. Just treat it as a joke, okay."
Gan Zhenyu wanted to hold his forehead with his hand.
Yan Changkong's gaze fell on the old man's face, but he hesitated to look away. He asked with a smile, "I heard that the Dai Viet envoys have a witty and humorous censor. Is that you? I've heard a lot about you."
"Sure, sure."
"May I know your name?"
"A nobody is worth mentioning. Prince Yan, there are other distinguished guests coming later. We won't block the way here anymore. You go about your business and we'll go ahead."
The old man smiled and changed the topic very naturally, but in his heart he was gritting his teeth and sneering and cursing.
I'm afraid that little bastard is asking questions just to get grandpa to tell him something even though he already knows the answer!
Can grandpa tell you your surname in person and let you call someone to catch him?
What if grandpa is stupid?
I won’t tell you, you’ll suffocate to death!
In this situation, Gan Zhenyu bowed and led his men into the palace gate, going with the flow.
Yan Changkong did not stop them and instead greeted the subsequent guests.
After passing the palace gate, there was a long palace road with high walls on both sides. Lanterns were hung on the walls at regular intervals for lighting. The dim light shone on Bai Yu's face, revealing the coldness in his eyes.
There were hidden eyes everywhere in the dark corners of the palace, so the group walked along the way without saying much, in case there were eavesdroppers.
Tianbao walked side by side with the young man, waving his sleeves to cover himself while walking, and knocked the young man's arm: What are you angry about?
Bai Yu looked straight ahead, but his fingers began to become restless, poking around: Baby, stay away from Yan Changkong from now on.
Tianbao: Am I afraid of him?
Bai Yu: He's a lecher! He thought he was hiding it well, but he couldn't hide it from my eyes.
Tianbao: ???
Bai Yu: He has intentions towards you because you're pretty! Do you think he's disgusted?
Tianbao's mouth twitched. She didn't see anything, but Bai Yu was so angry over such a small matter. In her opinion, it was stupid.
She is indeed beautiful.
She couldn't just avoid people just because they had intentions towards her face.
If she felt annoyed, she would just go over and knock the person down.
Let the other party run away to the end of the street when they see her on the street next time.
Speechless, the young man poked his arm a few more times: You don’t feel disgusted?! You don’t feel disgusted?!
Tianbao was helpless: Don’t be angry, I’ll help you beat him up when I have the chance.
Bai Yu had a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, so he forced himself to swallow it, then burst into laughter: Good.
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