The audience of envoys and the coming of hundreds of nations was the most grand worship ceremony held every three years in the Dayuan Dynasty.
The worship ceremony began at Mao hour. Envoys in different costumes escorted the tribute gifts and uniformly entered through the White Tiger Gate of the palace. The spectacular scene demonstrated the national prestige of the Dayuan Dynasty.
Song Yuan supervised the country and had heavy government affairs, so the reception of envoys was left to Song Beichen with full authority.
Gu Zixiu, as the Minister of Household Affairs and an important minister in the court, naturally followed the Northern Minister of the Song Dynasty to welcome the envoys at Baihumen.
Although these envoys are vassals of the Dayuan Dynasty, they also represent a country, and the Dayuan Dynasty must not neglect them.
Perhaps it was preconceived. Gu Zixiu found it funny when he saw Song Beichen fawning over the envoys. The Dayuan Dynasty was the host. How could a host please others without showing the demeanor of a great country?
If it were the prince, not to mention licking his face and leaning forward, at least he would not coax the envoys from small countries to show contempt and self-righteous pride, so that they forget that the true meaning of this pilgrimage is that they come to seek the Dayuan Dynasty. Bless.
Sima Zhao's behavior was well known to everyone. Why didn't he realize that Song Beichen was so stupid before?
"Master Liu, are we just going to watch the third prince win over foreign envoys?"
Gu Zixiu saw several small countries who brought their princesses to introduce the princess to Song Beichen several times, and finally couldn't help but ask the young man next to him.
The young man smiled and shook his head: "Master Gu is still too young. How can the friendship between nations be explained clearly in just a few words? All the prosperity in the world is for gain, and all the hustle and bustle in the world is for gain."
"Don't talk so unfathomably." Gu Zixiu couldn't help but glare at Liu Qing, "Now that the imperial power of Dayuan is unstable, there is no room for carelessness." The third prince has begun to stand out in the past few days, and it is obvious that he wants to compete with His Highness the Crown Prince.
Everyone saw Song Beichen's actions at Baihumen.
The ministers who were originally wavering in supporting the third prince because the old emperor asked the prince to supervise the country became firm again.
As long as the imperial power is not determined, anyone has a chance to ascend to the throne, not to mention that the prince does not have the support of the Cui family, and is left with a useless Supervision Department.
The Supervision Department usually only arrests a few ministers, but if there is a real fight, it will not be enough.
Compared with the prince who has no military power and the third prince who has the support of King Yao Xiangrui, the answer is obvious who to choose.
The banquet was arranged in the imperial garden. After the queen was relegated to the cold palace, Xiao Shufei had the highest position in the harem, so the banquet was arranged by Xiao Shufei.
The seats are arranged in the imperial garden, with a high platform in the middle, which is a place for dancers and musicians to entertain.
The delicacies on the table were dazzling.
East Palace.
I asked the foreign envoy to see me, and there was no new information handed over today.
Song Yuan was leaning on the soft couch, flipping through his storybook leisurely.
When the old emperor was here, although she didn't need to review those memorials, she had to be on guard against the old emperor's methods, which was not as relaxed as she is now.
Song Yuan never paid attention to the princes who challenged her in the court. The biggest threat to her throne has always been that old man.
"Your Highness, I'm afraid the banquet has already started, why don't you go over?" Shi Qi stood at the palace gate and looked out through the courtyard.
Earlier, there were many palace people walking around outside, busy organizing banquets, and occasionally ministers and envoys would pass by, but now there was not even a single figure outside.
"There's no rush." Song Yuan answered as he turned a page of the book in his hand.
She had to give Song Beichen enough time to set up the stage. If he left early, he would lose interest in singing.
Royal Garden.
The music played along with the movements of the musicians, and the dancer gracefully walked onto the high stage, dancing like a butterfly among flowers.
No one asked why there was a vacant space above, and even if someone noticed it, no one dared to ask.
After the first round of toasts, Song Beichen started to feel a little restless.
He glanced at the still empty seat above, asked the palace maid to add a glass of wine, took the wine glass and walked straight to the row where the envoys were sitting, and raised the wine glass towards one of the girls in red.
"Princess Linglong is coming to Dayuan to get married this time. If you have a husband you like, you might as well tell her. I can meet you with my eldest brother later."
The girl in red frowned slightly as she looked at the man standing in front of her, feeling a little unhappy in her heart, but she still spoke gently and thoughtfully.
"Furong Kingdom has come here to marry His Highness the Crown Prince. This is decided by the Queen. Linglong cannot make the decision."
"That's it." Song Beichen sighed, pretending to be worried for Princess Linglong, "It's a pity that my eldest brother has never been close to beauty, and I'm afraid he will let down the good intentions of Furong Kingdom."
"Let's wait until the prince comes." Linglong tried her best to smile, but she began to think about what she should do if the prince didn't marry her. If she returned to Furong Country like this, wouldn't she become a laughing stock.
"That's what the princess said." Song Beichen nodded and left.
But he didn't know that Princess Linglong had a very bad influence on him. For a dignified prince of a country to go to a foreign princess and apply eye drops to the prince of his own country, he was either stupid or stupid.
Only halfway through the banquet did Song Yuan leave for the Imperial Garden.
As soon as she changed her clothes, a guard came to report that the fifth prince Song Mingyu was dead.
He died in a small alley in Imperial Capital. His body was stinking when he was found. He was beaten to death.
After the fall of the Cui family, Song Yuan stopped paying attention to Song Mingyu. At this moment, he still felt a little uncomfortable when he heard the news of his brother's death.
Song Mingyu was actually raised very well by Cui Jiaoniang, even a little too naive.
"Let someone collect the body, report the fifth prince's death to the Supervision Department, find out who did it, and deal with it in accordance with the laws of Dayuan."
"Your Highness, don't you take a look at the Fifth Highness?" Shi Qi asked.
Although the fifth prince is not close to His Highness, he is not considered stiff.
Song Yuan paused and said, "I'll go see him later and see him off on his last journey."
To bring down the Cui family and the queen, Song Yuan didn't touch Song Mingyu in the slightest, but he didn't expect that it would still implicate him.
"If the murderer is found, he should be chopped into pieces." Finally, Song Yuan thought for a while and added.
She couldn't get close to Song Mingyu, but she could help him take revenge.
After telling Song Mingyu about things, when Song Yuan arrived at the banquet, the banquet was coming to an end.
Stepping into the imperial garden, there was a smell of alcohol. The dancing concubine and the beautiful concubine fell crookedly in the arms of the envoys and courtiers. Everyone was drunk.
What's more, they held down the dancer, pulled her clothes, and put her hands in places they shouldn't be in public.
Even Song Beichen was no exception, hugging Bai Lixin and kissing her.
Song Yuan's face darkened on the spot. She thought that Song Beichen would make some mess for her and unite the envoys to deal with her, but she did not expect that it would be such a ridiculous scene.
"Presumptuous! What are you doing at the imperial banquet!" Seventeen shouted angrily with inner strength.
However, these people were not woken up, but became more unscrupulous. Someone followed the sound and said drunkenly: "Hey, another one is here? This is the adult, why don't you come and drink quickly? Why don't you get drunk tonight?" Return."
As the man spoke, he stood up from his seat and staggered towards Song Yuan, spilling the wine in his hand along the way.
"This lord is quite handsome. Come on, let me toast you."
Song Yuan ignored the drunkard and walked towards Song Beichen.
"Alas, sir..." The man wanted to chase Song Yuan, but was knocked unconscious by Qi Qiyi's palm.
