When the first snowfall of winter came, the news of the establishment of Emperor Xuanjing of Dayue also spread throughout the world.
Letters of congratulations came from various countries.
On the day of the grand ceremony, envoys from all countries will come.
The Dai Viet of today is no longer the Dai Viet of the past.
Even though it is still a middle country on the surface, it already has a strong voice.
In the current situation, except for Nam Sang, no country is unwilling to have good relations with Vietnam.
From Nan Sang's side, Yan Changkong also handed over a letter to congratulate him.
But beneath the surface of diplomatic relations that appear calm at first glance, there are still invisible undercurrents.
The more Nan Sang stands still, the bigger and more dangerous his plans become.
Countries dare not take it lightly.
This feeling of waiting for a poisonous snake to come out of its hole and spit out a message is extremely painful.
Time flies by.
The Spring Broadcasting in the Exile Land is over, followed immediately by Wei Li's ceremony for becoming the queen.
Since the beginning of March, envoys from various countries have been arriving in Changjing, making it very lively.
The festive atmosphere inside and outside Changjing was extremely strong.
The emperor is about to establish a queen, and the Dai Viet royal family, which has been silent for so many years, can finally flourish again.
The courtiers are happy, and so are the people.
Teahouses and restaurants in central Beijing have reached another peak.
"The last time our country was so lively, it was the enthronement ceremony today seven years ago, right?"
"Yes, seven years have passed in the blink of an eye, and finally the emperor has established a queen."
"Mr. Gan is a veteran of three dynasties and has a strong family background. It is reasonable for Que Ping, the eldest granddaughter of the Gan family, to be chosen."
"I heard that this ceremony not only consecrated the queen, but also selected the noble and virtuous four concubines! It was Mr. Gan who personally advised me!"
"It's no wonder that Mr. Gan is impatient. Mr. Gan is devoted to serving the king and the country. He naturally longs for the prosperity of the royal family, but can't he fill the harem?"
"This is our Grand Viet Nam event! The envoys from various countries in the post office in the south of the city have arrived early, waiting to congratulate our emperor! Compared with the last grand event, this time the countries are much more sincere!"
"That's natural. Dai Viet is not what it used to be! Without Dai Viet, there would still be wars outside the country! Who would dare to look down on our country like before?"
In the lobby of the first tea house, the storyteller was telling stories in a mellow tone, while the tea guests were busy discussing state affairs without disturbing each other.
In the corridor on the third floor, several people leaned on the railing and watched with great interest the crowds of people below.
The poisonous old man was at the end of the queue. Looking down from a high position, he always felt that this scene seemed familiar, as if he had stood in this place before and listened to the excitement.
"Bao, has grandpa been here before? Why do you look so familiar?" The old man scratched his beard.
When Su Wu saw this, he immediately stopped him in a low voice, "Grandpa Du, don't scratch! If you scratch your beard again, your beard will fall off!"
"The old man said he wouldn't stick to this thing, so he insisted on fixing it on me! These three whiskers made grandpa itchy all over!"
"Changjing people are very discerning. Why don't you dress up if you insist on following me? It will be a bad thing if someone recognizes you! You always promised to change it when you went out. You can't go back on it!"
The juniors stood by and gave instructions.
The poisonous old man had a sad face and couldn't help but touch his forehead again.
Smooth and smooth.
All the messy hair was combed up, and he was given a silver crown, which made his head feel cold.
"Grandpa has never been so tidy in his life. He is wearing a brocade robe and a silver crown. He looks like a human and a dog. Does he look like a foreigner?"
Tianbao was next to him, wearing a cyan bookboy's uniform and black hair tied in a square scarf. She looked like a handsome bookboy. She comforted the old man, "It doesn't matter if he looks like him or not, as long as he doesn't look like Grandpa Poison."
The poisonous old man, "..."
Bai Yu chuckled, winked at the old man, covered half of his face with a folding fan and whispered, "Grandpa Du, those who achieve great things don't stick to trivial matters. You are a veteran of the world, can you still pull off such a trick? Isn't it trivial?"
The old man's sad face cleared up, he straightened his back, and said with the aura of a foreign minister, "You're right, it's a joke!"
He put his head down and called out, "Sir, shopkeeper, all the tea and snack staff in the tea house are outsourced today! I am so happy! Serve good tea to all the tea guests, and gather together for this grand event. Let's all have a good time!"
The juniors were silent and laughed.
When they came to Changjing this time, in order to prevent the news that Tianbao was alive from leaking out, the whole party put on disguises.
Pretending to be a nouveau riche who came to Beijing with his whole family to join in the fun.
Grandpa Du just spent a lot of money, and he was full of nouveau riche style, so there was no need to pretend.
…
In the corner of the lobby on the first floor that is covered by the corridor, a group of people occupy a tea table, and the appearance of the outside world is obvious.
They have high eyebrows and deep eyes, with brown and curly hair. They are all tall and strong, with a strong air about them.
While the tea guests were enjoying their tea and chatting, their eyes occasionally glanced at the table. Although they were a little surprised by the appearance of these people, they didn't pay much attention to them.
On the Dai Viet Grand Ceremony, various countries sent envoys to congratulate them, and the people at this table must also be among the envoys.
When those people heard the old man upstairs generously asking for tea, they looked up and quickly looked away.
"The ceremony is in eight days. Keep an eye out in the next few days. They will definitely come." One of them said in a low voice.
"In the past year, Emperor Xuanjing went to the place of exile twice. If it is true to the rumors, he has a good relationship with the people in the place of exile. But the person who is proficient in disguise will not be able to wait here for a long time. Maybe they have already disguised themselves and entered the capital. Undecided.”
"We will always show up on the day of the ceremony. Please be patient and remember the purpose of our trip. Don't cause trouble."
The few people exchanged a few words and then stopped talking. They sat in the teahouse for a long time, as if they were really here to drink tea and listen to a book.
royal palace.
The ceremony is coming soon.
All the ministries in the palace were busy and orderly, checking and confirming every step and every item required, and there was no room for mistakes.
"...The Luanfeng Palace has also been repaired. Your Majesty, would you like to go over and see for yourself?" In the imperial study, Ziyi closed the book of the Ministry of Etiquette and asked the emperor who was sitting behind the desk.
Wei Li shook his head, "Just let the people in the palace keep an eye on these things. There is only one residence on either side. When the queen moves in, if she feels there is something dissatisfied, she can fix it."
After a pause, he asked, "Grandpa Du and Tianbao have been in Beijing for two days, so why don't they want to come into the palace?"
Mentioning these people, Zi Yi's rigid face softened a bit, revealing a faint smile, "This time they came here pretending to be nouveau riche. Du Lao doesn't speak and behave well, but they are still very eye-catching. Wherever they appear, they will always attract more people's attention... Bai Yu said it is not appropriate to enter the palace at this time."
"That boy clearly still holds a grudge and refuses to bring Tianbao with him."
"Who told you to provoke him?"
Wei Li rubbed his brows and said helplessly, "Uncle Ziyi, his life will be very easy in the future, but I am going to be in dire straits. Can you please stop hurting me?"
Ziyi put away his smile and slowly turned his eyes to the side, "It's true that the situation is dire and the four concubines are still temporary. With Mr. Gan and a group of loyal ministers here, I think it won't take long for the emperor's empty harem to be filled. Full."
Wei Li, "..."
I promised you it wouldn't hurt, uncle.
