Dongcang Xuanji had already prepared the carriage, and Ding Xiaoyi was lying on the bed in the carriage.
Yumeko knelt down, a hint of shyness on her face.
Ding Xiaoyi glanced around and saw Yumeko's pink cheeks.
The two people in the carriage felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward, and everything was silent.
When they approached the palace gate, Yumeko had already packed Ding Xiaoyi's clothes, and the two of them slowly stepped out of the carriage as if nothing had happened.
At this time, Ding Xiaoyi was carrying a simple long sword, which was casually tied with a thick cloth strip.
Yumeko followed Ding Xiaoyi, her cheeks as beautiful as the rising morning glow.
Ding Xiaoyi felt like a cloud in mind and body, and entered the palace directly under the leadership of a palace guard.
As soon as the Sun King heard that Ding Xiaoyi was coming, he rushed to welcome him.
When the Fusang ministers saw this, their expressions couldn't help but look a little ugly. This was just an ordinary Dayong guard. Did the Sun King personally come out to greet him?
"Master Ding, please", the Sun King's whole body was shining brightly, giving people a feeling like the sun shining on the world.
Ding Xiaoyi saluted the Sun King: "I have met His Majesty the Sun King."
"Ah, Mr. Ding is free from courtesy." The Sun King hurriedly took Ding Xiaoyi's hand and headed towards the Sun Palace.
As soon as he entered the Sun Palace, Ding Xiaoyi realized that the Sun Palace was exactly as its name suggests.
I saw gold patterns inlaid around the palace, and each pattern showed the radiant scene of the rising sun.
There was a dazzling light in the Sun Hall, and right in front of the hall was the throne.
Behind the throne is another golden relief of a rising sun, but the rising sun is inlaid with a huge gem. The gem stirs up a dazzling light, making the Sun Palace as bright as day.
Ding Xiaoyi was brought to the palace by the Sun King, and he ignored the dissatisfaction of the Fusang ministers.
Because he already knew that Ding Xiaoyi could come to the palace, he had already made a decision.
"Hmph, are the maids of the Dongcang family also qualified to enter the royal palace?"
A Fuso minister saw Yumizi following Ding Xiaoyi and looking curiously at the palace. The minister was very dissatisfied and couldn't help but angrily reprimanded her.
Hearing the angry rebuke from Minister Fuso, Yumiko's expression changed slightly.
This was the first time she came to this palace, and she was shocked by the grandeur of the palace. She did not notice the ugly faces of the ministers.
Ding Xiaoyi stopped slightly. He turned around and saw Yumiko's panicked expression. He also heard the minister's angry rebuke.
"Yomizi, come here." Ding Xiaoyi said softly to Yumizi.
Yumeiko ran towards Ding Xiaoyi hurriedly, but the Sun King did not stop it.
"Well, what's your official position?" Ding Xiaoyi protected Yumiko behind him, and then he pointed at the minister who was angrily scolding Yumiko and asked coldly.
The minister's expression changed slightly, but he did not expect that the guards of the Dayong Mission would be so arrogant.
This is the royal palace of the Fuso Palace, where the Sun King and his ministers discuss state affairs. How could this commoner boy despise the royal power.
"I am the Minister of Military Affairs, and you are the bodyguard of the Great Yong Mission. Didn't His Majesty the Yong Emperor teach you how to abide by my royal power and laws of Fusang? You and others can come in at will in such an important palace. "
Minister Fusang's face became angry, and he angrily yelled at Ding Xiaoyi.
"Your Majesty the Sun King, is this your minister of Fusang? He doesn't know how to treat guests at all." Ding Xiaoyi asked the Sun King.
"Mr. Ding, this is the place where the king and his ministers discuss state affairs. They are devoted to the country, and they are willing to do so." The Sun King seemed to have no intention of taking action, and he explained to Ding Xiaoyi.
"That's it, but Ding was very unhappy when he saw the minister. Oh, by the way, what's the minister's name?" Ding Xiaoyi asked the Sun King again.
"My officer, An Jin, is the third in rank, so my name is An Jinsan, the bodyguard of Dayong. This is Fusang, not your territory of Dayong."
The Fusang official raised his neck, and then said to Ding Xiaoyi with great pride.
"It turns out he is from the Anjin family, but Ding heard that your Anjin family seems to have no decent clan members. You are the only military minister who is struggling to support your Anjin family. Since your Anjin family has declined , why don’t you come out and dance, and go back earlier to enjoy your life in peace?”
Ding Xiaoyi had a harmless smile on his face, but his tone was extremely cold.
"Young boy Dayong, you are so presumptuous. This is the territory of our Fusang Kingdom. If you continue to defy my Fusang Kingdom, I will kill you immediately." An Jinsan pointed at Ding Xiaoyi angrily and scolded.
"What did he say about you just now?" Ding Xiaoyi ignored the Fuso official, but turned to Yumiko and asked.
This Yumeko was not all bad, at least it allowed him to enjoy a kind of pleasure brought by ventriloquism.
How do you say this word? It should be an acquaintance of words.
How could he let his close friend be bullied, and he also knew that this was another assassination attempt by the Sun King.
The Sun King probably wanted to get rid of An Jinsan, but he couldn't find any reason.
So he personally came down to greet Ding Xiaoyi, which made these Fusang ministers very dissatisfied, and then this Fusang minister was the kind of fool who couldn't see anything in his eyes.
The minister just didn't know his true identity, and the Sun King didn't reveal his true identity either, so he had this level of plan.
They are all a group of old foxes, such as Naruto from the Jiying Sect, the same group of old guys from the Dongcang Family, and who knew this is even more so with the Sun King.
Everyone is very gloomy, but he is not stunned, he has long since lost sight of it all.
The Sun King wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of the third An Jin, so he had no choice but to do a favor.
He also disliked these Fuso ministers. They were all crooked-looking and extremely short in stature. Their heads were as bald as a gourd in the middle, with messy black hair on both sides.
No wonder the Sun King is very disgusted with this group of ministers. If he faced this group of weird-looking ministers every day, he would be disgusted to the point of nausea.
"Back to the young master, he said that Youmeiko is just a slave of the Dongcang family and is not qualified to enter the royal palace." Youmeiko timidly replied to Ding Xiaoyi.
"What's wrong with the slave? Isn't the slave a human being? Your Anjin family seems to have started your struggle as a slave of another family. Going back dozens of generations, no one in your family was born a slave."
Ding Xiaoyi pointed at An Jinsan and said quietly.
"It's ridiculous, it's simply ridiculous. Someone, please pull this arrogant boy out of Dayong." When An Jinsan heard this, he became furious.
It is not a secret that the Anjin family was born into slavery, but the Anjin family is very sensitive to this matter, so he was furious.
An Laisan's voice rang out in the palace, but not a single imperial guard entered. Minister Fusang's voice echoed in the palace, extremely harsh.
"Your Majesty, please expel this person from the palace," Naan Jinsan said anxiously to the Sun King when he saw that no imperial guards showed up for a long time.
The Sun King's face darkened. He said nothing and just looked at Ding Xiaoyi.
Ding Xiaoyi quickly understood what the other party was thinking. He stepped forward and came to An Jinsan, then raised his palm and roared away towards An Jinsan's face.
With a "pop" sound, a loud slap echoed in the palace.
The hearts of all the Fusang ministers trembled inexplicably, and they hurriedly lowered their noble heads.
That slap in the ear immediately stunned Na An Jinsan, and his brain was also buzzing. He stood there in a daze for a long time without regaining consciousness.
By the time he came to his senses, the Sun King, Dayong's bodyguards, and the Dongcang family's maid had already left the palace.
"Ah..., I want to kill you." An Jinsan's piercing voice echoed in the palace. The ministers looked at An Jinsan as if they were a pitiful creature.
They had a clear mind and knew the Sun King's intentions a long time ago, but this fool didn't understand yet.
The other Fusang ministers kept a certain distance from An Jinsan. Before An Jinsan could react, he kept cursing angrily.
