The banquet carefully prepared by Serena was still going on for a long time. However, except for Liu Chengfeng who was still dancing with Serena, Song Yang and the others had already sat boredly on a bench similar to the sofa of later generations.
Song Yang smiled and sent away an aristocratic official who came to toast him. Watching the aristocratic official from Tsarist Russia merge into the ambiguous candlelight again, Song Yang put down his wine glass and sat on the chair with a helpless expression.
"What's going on with these Tsarist Russians? Just toast, just raise your glass from a distance to indicate it. Why do you have to run up to us? Will it taste better this way?"
He Lin swallowed the steak in his mouth, put down the knife and fork that he was not used to using, took a breath, and glanced at Song Yang playfully.
"How normal! This is the custom of Tsarist Russia. We have to follow the local customs. We have to respect other people's customs. Just get used to it slowly."
Yang Huaiqing looked at Song Yang's slumped face and twirled his wine glass with a sullen smile.
"Lao He, that's enough for you, the deputy commander doesn't want to lose face?
Deputy Commander, we've had enough to eat and drink, how about we go find those Tsarist Russian women to dance for a while? "
Song Yang sneered angrily: "What's so exciting? You've been twisting and turning for a long time, except for walking around with your arms around the waist of the Tsarist girl. It makes you so angry that you can't do anything."
It's better to go to a brothel and feel more comfortable! At least I can get through it...ahem...you know! "
"Hahaha! Your Majesty often says that these foreigners are foreigners. I'm afraid the deputy commander doesn't mean to make fun of foreigners by saying this!"
"It makes sense. By the way, Deputy Commander-in-Chief, you are already quite old. You haven't really touched a girl yet, right?"
"That's wrong, that's wrong. What is the identity of our deputy commander? He is Song Mensao... The son of Wuyi King Song Qing, he grew up among women since he was a child. What kind of girl has he never seen? ?
The girls I come into contact with every day are all the same. How can you, the rough guys who have been in the military all year round, understand the treatment? "
"Bah! Fuck you, you're not a big boss."
"Hahaha - drink, drink."
Song Yang listened to the teasing words of He Lin and his elders who could call him brothers, and he picked up his wine glass and went over with a depressed expression.
"Uncles, you have to be merciful and merciful, and stop teasing my nephew. The task His Majesty has given us is to help General Liu and the little empress of Tsarist Russia form a good relationship between Qin and Jin. In this situation, what do you think? How sure are you of this matter?"
Several people drank their drinks and looked at Liu Chengfeng and Serena, who were still dancing in the center of the hall, showing affection and affection.
"It seems that we are getting along well, but we don't understand the specifics of Tsarist Russia's words. It's hard to say!"
"Although we don't know the specific situation yet, the way the little Empress of Tsarist Russia looked at our Commander Liu when we were in the front hall just now was very wrong!
I think this good thing will most likely come true. As for whether we can definitely form a good relationship between Qin and Jin, it depends on the charm of our General Liu. "
"I think so. We just need to try our best to help. As for the outcome, it all depends on our capabilities."
"You said that if we go back to the front of the court, is it possible for the general to hold his son and go to see our majesty?"
"How dare you think about it, you idiot. Apart from the general affairs, have you ever noticed that these Tsarist Russian officials are always asking us about my situation, Da Long, intentionally or unintentionally?"
"Did you notice it too? I thought it was my illusion!"
Song Yang watched He Lin and the others change from laughter to seriousness, put down the wine glasses in his hands and moved closer to He Lin and the others.
"Uncles, these Tsarist Russians are definitely not as honest and honest as they appear on the surface. Gogolov, who welcomed us to the city and stationed in the city, has been testing his nephew's tone and asking about the situation of our troops and our court.
Fortunately, my nephew was alert and randomly found a topic to cover it up.
No matter what their motives are, we must deal with topics related to national affairs carefully.
The marriage of the chief soldier is the marriage of the chief soldier. The state affairs between me, Dalong and Tsarist Russia are state affairs. Don’t mix them up! "
"Don't worry, Deputy Commander, we won't make mistakes on such a major matter without your explanation."
"That's right, General Zhou has told us carefully in the letter His Majesty sent to General Zhou Baoyu. We all know these things in our hearts."
"In this case, my nephew is relieved. When we go back..."
"Brother Yang, Brother He, Brother Yang... what are you talking about?"
Song Yang and others looked at Liu Chengfeng, Serena, and Jeffs who were walking towards them with a faint smile. They hurriedly stopped talking and stood up and nodded: "We have met the commander-in-chief and met Her Majesty the Queen. .”
"Okay, okay, there's no need to be so polite between us."
"Your distinguished envoys are exempt from the courtesy."
"Thank you, Commander-in-Chief, and thank you, Her Majesty the Queen."
"Everyone, Her Majesty the Queen said that the banquet is coming to an end soon. If we don't have anything special to do, it will be over in about a quarter of an hour."
Song Yang and the others glanced at Serena and nodded without hesitation.
"We have nothing special to do. All matters are subject to Her Majesty the Queen's arrangements."
"In this case, I can rest assured. All distinguished envoys, please take a seat. Someone will inform you when the banquet is over."
"Thank you, Your Majesty the Queen."
"Her Majesty the Queen, the banquet is about to end, and the minister said in disappointment that she hopes that Her Majesty the Queen will give the minister an answer as soon as possible regarding the credentials."
Serena's smiling face was startled, and her beautiful eyes looked complicatedly at Liu Chengfeng, who was clasping her fists in front of her and saluting, and said quietly: "Envoy of the State, are you so anxious to get the credentials and rush back to the Great Dragon Kingdom?"
"Her Majesty the Queen has misunderstood. The ministers can send people to send back the credential and deliver the dragon to the hands of Her Majesty the Emperor. It does not necessarily mean that the ministers must personally return to the court to resume their duties."
Serena suddenly turned her head and looked at Jeves: "Is that so?"
"Reporting to His Majesty, it is indeed the case."
A smile appeared on Serena's pretty face again, but she still did not agree directly: "In this case, the envoy can rest assured that I will give the envoy an answer as soon as possible."
"Then I would like to thank Her Majesty the Queen."
The banquet really lasted only about a quarter of an hour before the music in the hall stopped, and a group of people exchanged greetings and dispersed one after another.
However, after Liu Chengfeng and others left the Klimt Palace, more and more Tsarist Russian officials surrounded them and tried to get close to them. It was not until they returned to the State Guesthouse that a group of Tsarist Russian princes and ministers left one after another.
"General, these Tsarist Russian officials are all here to ask us if we still have the gifts for the Tsarist Russian Empress. If there are any extra, they are willing to spend a lot of money to buy some.
Look at what's left in our carriage? "
"Just do what you want, but no matter what, you must leave enough for emergency needs. After all, we are on someone else's territory, and sometimes it is necessary to have some backup!"
"We understand, Commander, please rest assured."
"Okay, it's getting late, let's go back and have a rest!"
It was dark the next day. Liu Chengfeng and others, who had nothing to do after getting up, were gathering together to play mahjong. Urinin, the imperial minister of Tsarist Russia, walked into Liu Chengfeng's room accompanied by Jevs.
"Your Majesty, the wind and snow have stopped now. Our Emperor invites you to go hunting outside our king's city. Is it convenient now, Your Majesty?"
The joy in Liu Chengfeng's eyes flashed away, and he looked at Song Yang and others with embarrassment.
"Ah! What's that? There's still soup in the pot, General! I don't have time to play mahjong anymore, so I'll take my leave first."
"Oops! The clothes I changed out of have not been washed yet! Why don't we continue the fight another day? I'll take my leave now."
"Deputy Commander, please wait a moment. General, I haven't had soup for a long time. Let's go together!"
"It's broken, it's broken. It seems that I forgot to feed my war horse. If it is hungry in this winter, the general will be very distressed. Let me say this first. The general will stay behind and the general will take the first step."
"..."
A group of people each made an excuse, picked up their cloaks, put them on themselves, and left Liu Chengfeng's room. In the blink of an eye, only Liu Chengfeng, Wu Lining, and Jevs were left in the room.
Liu Chengfeng smiled and frowned: "Well, now that we have everything, I am bored to be alone, so let's take a trip. I also want to see the wild beasts of Tsarist Russia and my big dragon. What’s different about the beast.”
"That's great. Envoy please."
The sun and moon rotate, yin and yang alternate.
In the days when the credentials were not returned to Liu Chengfeng, officials from Tsarist Russia came to the State Guesthouse from time to time and invited Liu Chengfeng to the palace to meet with Serena for various reasons. .
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Emperor, yesterday received a treasure donated by a neighbor. If Your Majesty the Envoy is not busy, Your Majesty the Emperor would like to invite the Envoy to come and appreciate it."
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Emperor, today I would like to invite Your Majesty to appreciate the scenery outside the city of Tsarist Russia. Is it convenient for Your Majesty to do so?"
"Your Majesty the Ambassador..."
"Convenient and convenient. Lead the way from the front."
In such a spring-filled day, the snow-covered winter in the royal city of Tsarist Russia does not seem so cold.
