Liu Mingzhi looked at the envoys from various countries who were dispersing towards both sides of the hall, reached out and picked up the tea on the dragon table and took a sip to moisten his throat.
His slightly dry throat was moistened by the tea, and he felt much better instantly. Liu Mingzhi, who was chewing the tea leaves gently, suddenly thought of something.
Xia Gongming and the other senior ministers had been talking to me for so long just now, so they must have been a little dry.
It's not enough to just quench your thirst by yourself, you also have to take care of the mood of these old lovers.
Liu Mingzhi thought of this, and immediately raised his eyes and glanced at the envoys from various countries who were still looking for their seats.
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Envoys from various countries came as guests, and all the civil and military officials of the dynasty drank tea. Naturally, they could not be ignored.
After all, they came to give me money, and it was a lot of money. They were so sincere, how could I, the Great Dragon Emperor, not even part with a cup of tea?
Otherwise, if people don't come to give me annual contributions in the future, then I will be in a big loss.
"Little Chengzi."
"The old slave is here."
"I will show you tea immediately for all your dear friends and the envoys from all countries in the palace."
"Old slave, I obey."
Little Chengzi straightened up and walked quickly to the edge of the dragon platform. He waved his hands condescendingly to the several young eunuchs standing at the entrance of the apse and said softly: "Your Majesty has ordered that you serve tea to all your lords and the envoys from various countries. "
"As commanded."
After receiving the order, several young eunuchs immediately walked to the side of the dragon platform and stood on tiptoes to tap the number of envoys from various countries in the palace.
They already knew the number of civil and military officials, but they still had to carefully check how many envoys were in the palace.
Otherwise, it would be bad if there is too little tea.
After the envoys from various countries found a place to sit down one after another, Liu Mingzhi was about to say something when he lowered his head and realized that there were still more than a dozen gorgeously dressed envoys from foreign countries standing in the center of the hall.
Seeing the envoys standing motionless under the dragon platform, Liu Mingzhi instinctively thought that there were not enough futons in the hall, so he subconsciously scanned the hall.
Huh? Aren't there more than twenty futons prepared in advance beside the officials of Dali Temple?
Could it be that these messengers didn't see it?
Liu Mingzhi put down the tea lid in his hand and moved his gaze to the envoys in the center of the hall.
"Envoys, why haven't you taken a seat yet? Do you not know where to sit down?"
Upon hearing Liu Mingzhi's inquiry, the old man in the front of the dozen or so people, wearing a gorgeous red robe, slowly took two steps forward, raised his right hand and made a strange courtesy to Young Master Liu.
"Go back to His Majesty Emperor Dalong. We can find a place to sit down."
Young Master Liu listened to the very poor Chinese spoken by the old man in red robe, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
I wait? Shouldn't it be a minister?
This old man in red robe dared to call himself "we" in front of him. Which vassal country are these envoys from? What a big statement!
Liu Mingzhi's calm eyes passed through the crown on Pingtian's crown, and he carefully looked at the clothes of the envoys in the center of the hall.
In his own impression, he seemed to have never seen an envoy from a subordinate country wearing such clothes. Could it be that this envoy from a small foreign country came to worship Dalong for the first time?
If this was the first time he came to Dalong, it would be understandable for the red-robed old man to call himself one of us in front of him.
After all, this is my first time coming to Dalong, so it makes sense that I don’t know much about Dalong’s rules.
Thinking of this, Liu Mingzhi's unhappiness disappeared instantly, and he fiddled with the tea in the cup with a tea lid with a smile on his face.
"My envoys, since you know where to sit down, why don't you go and sit down?"
"Go back to His Majesty, Emperor Dalong. We are here to bless His Majesty."
Liu Mingzhi fiddled with the tea for a moment, and looked at the smiling old man in red robe under the dragon platform with a slightly surprised expression. He suspected that he might have heard wrongly.
Are you sure a group of envoys from a subordinate country are not joking when they say the word "gift" to the Great Dragon Emperor?
"Huh? What? Give me what?"
"His Majesty, Emperor Dalong, is a blessing!"
Liu Mingzhi once again heard the word blessing from the old man in red robe, and he suddenly felt happy.
As for whether this happiness is real happiness or contains other meanings, only Liu Mingzhi himself knows.
Not only Liu Mingzhi was a little happy, but all the civil and military officials in the palace also frowned subconsciously after hearing the red-robed old man's poor Chinese. The expressions on their faces were as weird as they were weird.
Like Young Master Liu, they couldn't help but wonder if they had heard wrongly.
How dare a small foreign barbarian say the word "gift" to His Majesty, the Emperor of the Great Dragon Kingdom?
Even if you have eaten the courage of a bear's heart and a leopard's courage, you probably won't be able to say such a thing, right?
We must have been frightened by the questions His Majesty said just now, so we had auditory hallucinations because our minds had not yet calmed down.
Liu Mingzhi breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head to take a sip of tea, and looked down at the red-robed old man under the dragon platform with a playful look.
"You just said that you want to bless me, are you serious?"
"His Majesty the Emperor, that's right."
This time, the civil and military officials in the palace were finally sure that they had not heard any hallucinations, nor had they heard wrongly. The alien barbarian standing in the center of the palace actually said that they wanted to bless His Majesty.
interesting! Interesting!
My dear, this old barbarian doesn't know what it means to be a master of kings, right?
Although I don't know the name of this barbarian, I admire his courage from the bottom of my heart, and I am willing to call him the best warrior in the world.
Who is this person? Where do you come from? He is even braver than Lu Bu. I admire him, I really admire him.
This old man who turned into a barbarian does not seem to be a fool. In that case, why would he say such words that seek death? His Chinese is so poor. Could it be that what he really wants to say is that he hopes that His Majesty can bless us? , just because he is not proficient in Chinese, and thus expresses his own meaning wrongly?
Liu Mingzhi looked down at the old man in red robe with a faint smile on his face, as if he was not worried that he would be punished, and he couldn't help but murmur in his heart.
Is it because the barbarian envoy is not proficient in Chinese and expresses his meaning wrongly, or does this old man have some confidence that can make him calm and unhurried?
"Let me ask you, where are you from? What is your name?"
"His Majesty Emperor Dalong, I come from the Holy See of Rome. My name is Jeluvi. I am a red-robed archbishop in the Holy See and the messenger of the Lord."
The Holy See? Is that from Rome?
hiss! By the way, hadn't the Roman Kingdom been crushed by the soldiers of his arrogant uncle who led the left-wing army on the westward expedition?
The Kingdom of Rome has fallen under the dragon's cavalry, not to mention the so-called Holy See?
Since Jelulivi, the red archbishop, is from the Holy See, it is impossible that he has not seen the powerful scene of the dragon cavalry attacking the city in Rome, and the horse-mounted alliance!
His hometown has already fallen under the iron cavalry of Dalong's expeditionary army. If this is the case, what gives him the courage to go to Dalong's homeland and say such words?
Is this the Holy See of Rome not the Holy See of the Roman Kingdom that I know?
Or could it be that Yelu Levi really just expressed his meaning wrongly because he was not proficient in Dalong's words.
