Chapter 197 Daichokai

Style: Historical Author: Qiao Zixuan VWords: 2308Update Time: 24/01/11 23:41:37
"oh?"

An Nanhou took a deep breath: "What are you talking about?"

"The peonies in Dongming Palace are in bloom!"

Hu Meier's voice was very soft. After saying this, she just looked at An Nanhou in front of her quietly.

An Nanhou's body trembled slightly.

He seemed to be trying hard to control his emotions.

After a moment, he closed his eyes and took a long breath.

"Commander Hu, please report back to Your Majesty!"

Fan Jin's tightly clenched fists relaxed at this time: "After I defeat Nanzhao, I will definitely return to Shendu and go to Dongming Palace to accompany His Majesty to enjoy the flowers!"

"..."

Hu Meier glanced at Fan Jin meaningfully.

But he didn't say anything more and turned around to leave.

When Fan Jin saw Hu Meier's leaving figure, she sat down on the chair, as if the power in her body had been completely drained.

Even sitting there, I felt like I was covered in cold sweat.



"Brother Fan Jin, the peonies in Dongming Palace are about to bloom. Can you accompany me to enjoy the flowers?"

"Brother Fan Jin, where are you going?"

"Brother Fan Jin, I, I don't want to enter the palace, can you help me talk to my father..."

"Brother Fan Jin, do you also hope that I can enter the palace..."



In Fan Jin's mind, countless words continued to beat like waves.

He sat there calmly.

I don't know where my thoughts flew to. After a long time, I let out a long breath: "Isn't it just a small Nanzhao? Brother, just help you take it!"

"Pass military orders!"

"Bai Congjun, Gale Wind Army, Red Eyebrow Army!"

"The three armies are ready!"

"Feed the horse, prepare food, wipe the blade, and attack!"

Fan Jin's voice was loud and loud, and it quickly spread through the yamen. The entire Annan Protectorate, at this moment, actually had a vague sense of killing!

Hu Meier, who had just walked out of the Governor's Mansion, stopped.

He raised his head and glanced into the mansion, with a bit of deep thought in his eyes.

Finally he sighed and left.



In the early morning, the ground was covered with a layer of white frost.

The streets of Shendu were filled with various goods on both sides. In the cold wind, countless people in official uniforms hurried towards the imperial city.

Countless people also walked out of their houses.

There was no sign of desertion on the streets.

Bustling streets, dense crowds.

With the sun rising.

In the imperial city, five carriages set off from Yangxin Hall.

Among them, the carriage in the center is made entirely of gilt. The golden body and the silk woven roof make it look extremely prosperous.

The carriage rocked.

All the way to the gate of Daqing Palace.

At this moment, there are countless ministers waiting here.

Saw the carriage coming.

At that moment, everyone knelt down on the ground, with supreme respect in their voices!

"Welcome to His Majesty!"

"Long live my emperor, long live long live..."

Everyone's voices were heard in unison, moving towards the palace gate.

At that moment, countless people knelt down on the streets of the divine capital.

"Welcome to His Majesty!"

"Long live my emperor, long live long live..."



The sound was like thunder.

One on the left and one on the right, two maids opened the curtain of the carriage. Zhou Mi, dressed in a black dragon robe, sat on the carriage, glanced at everyone, and then said: "Pingshen!"

"Flat body!"

Accompanied by two palace maids on the left and one on the right, the voices spread out.

Countless female officials also quickly spread this voice to the streets of Shendu.

After receiving the order, the people stood up from the ground one after another.

"Xuan, the envoys are here to see you!"

The female officer's voice was high-pitched, and the meeting began amidst everyone's expectations.

The so-called Dachao meeting is actually a kind of team-building activity in Dazhou similar to every year. Most of them are held at the end of the year, which can be regarded as a universal celebration. After the big court meeting, it was basically time for the people to prepare some things for the New Year.

The dharna usually lasts for several days.

Many merchants will also drive carriages to the divine capital to sell various products.

People will also take advantage of this time to buy all kinds of goods they need.

Of course, there will also be countless men and women taking to the streets, taking this opportunity to find the person they love.

The Great Court Meeting takes place once a year.

For civil and military officials, it can be regarded as a large gathering. At the same time, there will also be delegations from foreign countries entering the divine capital to congratulate and present annual gifts.

"Greetings to Your Majesty!"

At this time, the Turkic envoys knelt on the ground and then saluted respectfully.

"The Turkic envoys wish your Majesty great blessings and blessings. Our Lord Ashlet presented us with three thousand yaks, five thousand sheep, one hundred thousand taels of silver, gold and silver jewelry, and ten boxes of pearls and agate..."

While the Turkic envoy was speaking, he carefully took out a New Year's book from his arms.

He said respectfully: "This is the annual book written by my lord himself. Please look down on it with your holy eyes!"

"Send it over!"

Zhou Mi's voice was very soft.

I am quite satisfied in my heart.

You know, nowadays, farming cattle is actually very rare. Cattle are the greatest productivity in the fields.

And private slaughtering is strictly prohibited.

Under normal circumstances, it would be extremely difficult to eat some beef.

And these three thousand cattle were also crucial to Dazhou.

Next, the envoys from other vassal countries also came to see him and submitted their annual reports.

Great Zhou Tianwei, especially with the establishment of the Anbei Protectorate last year, Great Zhou showed its power to the whole world, and some of the original vassal states had other ideas.

But after seeing the powerful military power of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he could no longer sit still.

"Read the Quiwen!"

As the court meeting progressed, the female officer's voice sounded again.

Suddenly, all the civil and military officials stood quietly, and the originally noisy atmosphere became quiet at that moment.

At this moment, Su Chen suddenly shuddered all over.

It seemed like he was being remembered by something.

He gently rubbed his nose and said to Zhang Hu on the side: "Is there a grand meeting in the capital of God today?"

"Um."

Zhang Hu nodded honestly.

"Will Dachao be fun?" Su Chen asked curiously.

Zhang Hu thought about it seriously: "It's not that fun. The so-called Great Court Meeting is just a grand gathering where civil and military officials sing their praises, several foreign countries come to the capital to worship, and the people buy things at dawn!"

"It's a little livelier than usual, but that's it. It's very complicated!"

Zhang Hu shook his head helplessly.

Su Chen curled his lips. To be honest, he was really interested in the meeting.