Late August.
Nansang, Danyang.
The city is full of hibiscus flowers, and the people are enjoying peace and prosperity.
Walking along the busy streets, you can feel the peace and prosperity of the great country everywhere.
Nansang sent troops to participate in the chaos in Dongpu, but Nansang's country was not affected by the war at all. On the streets and in tea and wine shops, the people were all talking about the upcoming enthronement ceremony.
In the post house in the west of the city, envoys from various countries gathered together, which was also a very lively scene.
"...On the 16th day of the ninth lunar month, Prince Nansang ascended the throne. Such a grand event is celebrated by the whole world!"
"It's true that everyone is celebrating, otherwise I wouldn't have the opportunity to gather here, hahaha!"
"Hey, isn't this the second prince of Fenglan Kingdom? I didn't expect it was you who came this time!"
"Hey, King Lingjiang Guorui! I have admired you for a long time!"
In the entire lobby of the post house, there are brocade clothes and jade crowns everywhere, a king and a king at every step, and the sound of socializing can be heard endlessly.
Gan Zhenyu, accompanied by five maids and ten guards, sat low-key in the corner of the lobby, looking very inconspicuous in such a scene.
Even in this case, there is no way to avoid someone coming up to say hello.
"This one looks very familiar. Which king is he from..." The man in the hidden blue robe came over to say hello, smiled and patted his head, "Ah, I remembered, you are from the Gan family of Dayue, a fourth-grade bachelor." Mr. Gan! A few years ago when Emperor Dayue ascended the throne, we had an acquaintance! I am the Anyang King of Shangbei Kingdom."
"The Gan family of Dai Viet?" Another purple ball rolled over, deliberately making a sarcastic laugh, "For the enthronement ceremony of the new emperor Nan Sang, all the people from all countries came to express their importance to this ceremony, but Dai Viet only sent one A mere fourth-grade official is here? Is this a mockery of the royal families of our countries, or is he looking down on Nam Sang? Oh no, no, look at my brain, I may have misunderstood, no wonder Dai Viet sent such a person here, I almost forgot, the Dai Viet royal family Apart from Emperor Xuan Jing who is still on the throne, there are no other royal family members, they are all dead hahaha!"
Gan Zhenyu's face darkened.
Someone humiliated Dai Viet in public. As an envoy of Dai Viet, I would never tolerate it.
He snorted and started to stand up, but someone next to him took a step ahead of him.
He is one of the entourage he brought this time. He is a thin old man wearing an eight-leaf hat and a gray satin swastika pattern robe. At first glance, he looks a bit noble like a military grandfather.
The old man put his hands behind his back and walked around the purple ball with figure-eight steps. He said in a tsk-tsk manner, "Long Yuan Waist Card? From Long Yuan Kingdom? What did Emperor Long Yuan think? Why would someone send a ball out?" . An envoy on a mission is the face of a country. Why don’t you find a steamed bun to watch the ceremony? The royal families of various countries are still poor in Nansang? Oh no, no, look at my confusion. I can’t blame Emperor Long Yuan for being so arbitrary. Maybe The doughy steamed buns are the least shabby of the Long Yuan royal family’s children, and the rest are even more unavailable!”
After finishing speaking, the old man shook his head and sighed with pity, stretched out his hand to support the three layers of folded meat on Zi Qiu's neck, "It's so pitiful, you don't even have a neck, please stop talking. Seeing how your meat is shaking, we are all I’ll take the trouble for you.”
His neck was exposed above the purple robe, and his face turned red and purple quickly. His eyes, which were squeezed into a gap by the fat, tried to open his eyes, and he was furious, "How dare you humiliate me, the king, and me, Long Yuan?! This is so outrageous! The envoys of the two countries When I speak, a mere attendant dares to speak first before his master, Mr. Gan, is this how you teach your servants?!"
"Is this King Yu of Long Yuan Kingdom?" Gan Zhenyu stood up, shook his robe, pursed his lips and smiled, "We are all envoys, and we all come to Nansang to watch the ceremony on behalf of our country. There are no Sanliu here." Divided into nine grades. This is not Gan's subordinate, but the Yanguan who I, Dai Viet, have been ordered to send as an envoy this time. You also know that Yanguan has always been famous for his direct advice in the court, and his words are straightforward and do not mince words, but the sentence A word of loyalty and a word of truth. King Yu is so angry. He can't be magnanimous because he doesn't listen to the truth, right? What's more, even if we really want to talk about the three, six or nine levels, our country, Vietnam, is a middle country, and Emperor Long Yuan is in front of our emperor. You have to bow your head, the prince of Long Yuan is not more noble than my court official, if King Yu is not generous, he should at least have some self-awareness."
The Dai Viet maids and guards all burst into laughter, without being polite and not saving face for anyone at all.
Gan Zhenyu smiled and said nothing, showing no intention of stopping him.
The purple color on King Yu's face was so rich that it turned black. His mouth trembled for a long time, and he was unable to say anything to refute.
He turned his fleshy neck to look at King Anyang who came to greet him first, wanting to invite him to share the same hatred. You must know that there is a friendship between countries that are under the same wanted order!
Unexpectedly, King Anyang turned his head away immediately, pretending not to see anything and not getting involved at all.
The other people who had been watching secretly around here also immediately looked away, pretending not to hear anything.
King Yu gasped for air and almost fell down.
I originally thought of coming here and hurting Bei, humiliating Dai Viet, and making Dai Viet lose face in front of other countries, but I didn't expect that in the end, I put my face on the ground!
Why did Dai Viet send an extra spokesman? His mouth was so damn poisonous! It can make living people angry to death!
The atmosphere was subtle, and another group of people came in from outside the door of the post house. It looked like they were dusty, and they should be another group of envoys who had just arrived in Danyang.
The man walking in the lead had a rugged appearance. As soon as he entered the door, he glanced around, and finally settled on the corner where the conflict broke out. A big smile spread on his face, "Master Gan! Hahaha! Do you still remember me? Mo Liren! Old man Mo! You and I even drank at the Dayue Palace banquet a few years ago!"
Gan Zhenyu was stunned for a moment, calmly suppressed the doubts in his heart, smiled at the other party and nodded, "Master Mo! How could Gan not remember? I didn't expect to see him here again today."
"No, I was wondering if I would run into someone I know today on the way here! Hey, I've just met you when I arrived!" Mo Liren walked towards this side in a hurry, and after taking two steps, he He turned around and said hello, "Second Princess, I see someone I know, so go and say hello first!"
"Oh? An acquaintance of General Mo, don't you want to introduce me to the princess?" A lazy and proud voice came first, and then a pink figure walked into the lobby, with slender eyebrows, slightly raised chin, and an attitude that was so arrogant that it could not be ignored by others. Take it seriously.
When the woman walked to Zi Qiu, she glanced down with 100% disgust, "What dares to block my way? Get out of the way!"
Zi Qiu was so angry that his whole body trembled, "You, you, let-"
Mo Liren said, "Master Gan, this is the second princess of Xiling!"
"!!" Zi Qiu struggled to bite the tip of his tongue, his eyes bulged out from the pain, and then he bit back the last word.
Grandma!
Even if he has a lot of brains, he would not dare to provoke Xiling!
