Chapter 445 Palace Banquet

Night fell,
A grand banquet was held within the palace.

Inside and outside the palace, countless people were busy preparing for this grand banquet, like swarms of ants diligently working and operating for the sake of the emperor's decision.

The banquet's dishes and wine were a massive undertaking, requiring not only exquisite preparation but also ensuring safety, with someone guarding and responsible for every step.

The palace's decorations and lanterns also required meticulous attention.

The dancers and singers were also seizing every last moment to rehearse.

The officials of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the Ministry of Rites, and the Internal Treasury hadn't closed their eyes for days, their eyes bloodshot, like wild beasts ready to devour someone.

The Great Yan's deterrence to the surrounding areas was undeniable, otherwise, the two kings and two marquises wouldn't have been able to gather in Yanjing;

But internally,

Because it wasn't held often, and because of the imperial family's frugality, all the palace's plans and preparations were rushed, hasty.

It was like a place that regularly held events, the organizers' experience would naturally develop, but a sudden, unexpected event would force everyone to scramble. And no one would care about your reasons or excuses; if anything went wrong, it was simple – heads would roll.

This was the first grand banquet after His Majesty returned to the palace; in fact, even before, for this emperor who always adhered to frugality, so-called grand banquets for the court and celebrating with the people were rare.

At the last palace banquet, a musician from Chu attempted an assassination, and the Third Prince died saving the emperor.

Some officials would gather outside the palace gates in advance, waiting to enter.

Envoys from various countries would also arrive early, preparing their gifts.

But someone of Marquis Zheng's level didn't need to arrive early or rehearse their seating arrangement. After leaving the First Prince's residence, he returned to his own mansion, took a bath, and slept. When the time was right, he rode his pixiu, accompanied only by Si Niang, without the Sword Saint.

Just like at the roast duck restaurant, when the Yan Emperor was about to arrive, the Sword Saint would consciously leave, watched over by experts from the Secret Intelligence Division.

It was impossible for a powerhouse of this level, especially a swordsman, to get close to the emperor.

When the Sword Saint accompanied Zheng Fan into the palace for his investiture, he was invited by Wei Zhonghe's men to have tea elsewhere at the palace gate.

Most importantly,

Who asked him to have a prior record of assassinating an emperor?

Besides,

If there was danger after entering the palace, even two Sword Saints wouldn't be able to prevent it. It was better to be carefree and take it easy.

So,

Marquis Zheng rode his pixiu, accompanied by Si Niang, and waited outside the Jingnan King's residence for a long time.

After all, it was next door, close by.

The Jingnan King emerged from his residence, nodded to Zheng Fan, and the two of them walked side by side, Zheng Fan slightly behind him as usual.

The guards of both sides, one family guarding one side, had been traveling together from Litian City, and everyone was familiar with each other.

For Zheng Fan, when he stood next to Lao Tian, the guards were just for show.

As they approached the palace gate,

The palace guards directly let them pass, without even checking.

Two pixiu were the best pass, impossible to fake.

There were only four pixiu in Great Yan.

The North Suppression King had one, the Jingnan King had one, the First Prince had one, and the Marquis of Pingxi had one; the rest were pixiu beasts, not real pixiu.

The guards of both families stayed outside the palace gate.

Marquis Zheng accompanied Lao Tian into the palace on their pixiu.

Eunuchs, palace maids, and some ministers knelt and saluted from time to time.

It was already dark, but the palace was lit with many lanterns, making the path as bright as day.

Zheng Fan remembered the scene of his last nighttime entry into the palace; in the blink of an eye, five years had passed.

Unfortunately, he couldn't express such sentiments at this time, because that night, the entire Tian family was covered in bloodshed.

Before the Golden Hall, Zheng Fan followed Lao Tian down from the pixiu.

Leading the way was an old acquaintance, Eunuch Huang.

After two predecessors committed suicide in front of the marquis's mansion's stone lions, Eunuch Huang arranged their funerals before coming over, only to coincidentally find the Wang River frozen and the Jingnan Marquis gone.

After that, the imperial court sent edicts to Jin many times, all entrusted to Eunuch Huang, to Yingdu, to Fengxin City, to Snow Sea Pass, and for a short time, he even served as a supervising eunuch.

Great Yan didn't have a history of eunuchs interfering in politics; even Wei Zhonghe was always careful not to cross the line. So, the reason why Eunuch Huang was repeatedly "entrusted with important tasks" wasn't because the superiors thought he was particularly capable, but purely to bring good luck.

It was like a scholar entering the examination hall, having to step with a certain foot first, just for good luck.

"This servant greets the Jingnan King, greets the Marquis of Pingxi, good fortune to the King, good fortune to the Marquis, this way please."

The grand banquet was divided into inner and outer halls, that is, inner and outer seats.

The outer seats were crowded, but one could only see the emperor's seat from afar, but with eunuchs responsible for transmitting the words, there was no need to worry about missing His Majesty's speech.

And the inner seats were further divided into front and back.

The front seats were for the true first-line power figures of Great Yan, the giants in charge of military and political affairs.

As for the female relatives and titled ladies, they were in a hall behind, not far away, so they could also perceive any disturbances here.

Si Niang didn't have a noble title; today, she was dressed in women's clothing, following Zheng Fan like a maidservant.

This was against the rules, but when your status was high enough, the rules could become very flexible.

Entering the front seats,

The row on the right hand side of the main seat, the dragon throne, was where the military giants like Zheng Fan and others sat. The right was considered the position of honor at the moment, symbolizing the Great Yan's legacy of establishing the country through military strength.

The First Prince arrived first,

Sitting in the fourth seat on the right.

Lao Tian sat in the second seat; the first seat was reserved for Li Liangting, after all, the North Suppression King was old.

Marquis Zheng smiled at the First Prince and sat down in the third seat beside Lao Tian.

The First Prince was a prince and a marquis, but he knew that his military merit was somewhat inflated, so he deliberately yielded his position.

In fact, Marquis Zheng didn't have any objections to the First Prince being made a military merit marquis, nor did he feel it was unfair; if your father let you be a manager in his own company, was that a big deal?

Si Niang sat down behind Zheng Fan.

Afterward,

A group of military leaders came over, first paying their respects to the Jingnan King. Lao Tian silently sat there, without responding.

Fortunately, these people thought it was normal; in fact, if the Jingnan King suddenly paid attention to them and chatted with them, they would feel truly terrified.

Next, they greeted Zheng Fan, and Zheng Fan naturally couldn't act aloof like Lao Tian, so he politely exchanged greetings with them.

These people were said to be military leaders, but half of them were second-generation military nobles, that is, descendants of those who had earned noble titles through war, or generals holding military positions in the capital.

How to put it, they were considered figures in Yanjing, but they were somewhat lacking in the eyes of the entire Great Yan military.

In addition,

Marquis Zheng had actually caught up with a good era, always following the local route, constantly earning military merits to get promoted, and finally being ennobled as a marquis. He wasn't following the usual path; his several trips to the capital were all for investiture ceremonies.

But you couldn't say that he had no foundation; even aside from the Jingnan King's support and regard for him, he had already established his own government, equivalent to a semi-independent vassal.

A myth of the commoner's rise, a typical example of overtaking on a curve.

Of course, if you were to let Marquis Zheng choose to work his way up the ranks like a common soldier, building relationships, that life definitely wouldn't be pleasant.

When greeting these people, it was one "I've long admired you" after another, and from time to time, you had to add some tone:

"Oh, so it's you, please forgive my lack of acquaintance."

In fact, Marquis Zheng basically didn't know any of them, and even after introductions, he didn't remember many people's names.

Different levels, different status, so be it.

The North Suppression King arrived; after he came, he directly sat in the first seat on the right, next to Li Liangting, with Qing Shuang following him, sitting behind like Si Niang.

With the two kings present,

Marquis Zheng straightened up.

The First Prince also stopped greeting and socializing and naturally sat up straight.

Soldiers had to have the aura of slaughter on the battlefield.

These four, including the fourth-ranked First Prince, were all forged in real battles.

The four highest-ranking military figures sat like this,

And the rest, regardless of age, position, or title, all sat up with serious expressions and cold gazes, a uniform row.

On the opposite side, the row on the left was occupied by high-ranking civil officials.

Originally, they were still exchanging greetings, being polite, chatting, even discussing poetry, songs, and romance. Civil officials, after leaving their desks, really had things to talk about.

But as they talked, they suddenly felt something was wrong.

One side was lively, while the other was cold and solemn; the contrast was too obvious.

Gradually, the civil officials also quieted down, forcibly brought into the rhythm of the military officials on the right.

But you couldn't scold them, and you didn't dare to show any contempt, firstly because the civil officials who could sit here, such as Grand Secretary Wang Lian, Grand Secretary Cao Que, and Grand Secretary Xu Qiutai, were themselves people of high status and cultivation.

Plus,

With two kings sitting on the opposite side,

Too tough,

Unmovable.

Even Zhao Jiulang, who had been chatting with the two grand secretaries next to him, stopped talking and sat quietly.

So,

When the palace maids and eunuchs served dishes later, they found the outer seats lively and bustling, while the inner seats were completely cold and terrifying. Many eunuchs and palace maids' hands began to tremble uncontrollably while carrying the dishes.

Afterward,

The other princes also arrived.

Below the dragon throne, there was a separate small area with seats arranged in rows.

On the right was a single seat, where Crown Prince Ji Cheng Lang sat alone.

On the left were Ji Chengjue, the Sixth Prince, Ji Chengfeng, the Fourth Prince, and Ji Chengsou, the Seventh Prince.

Zheng Fan noticed that Ji Chengfeng, the Fourth Prince, was the first to secure his position, not sitting in the first seat on the left.

He had given up the idea of ​​contending for the throne and could be said to have already abandoned his identity as an elder brother.

In addition, at the very end of the inner seats, that is, in the area where the dishes were served, there were some seats, which were a bit small and close together, like the treatment of transfer students.

Everyone took their seats,

The Yan Emperor, wearing a black dragon robe, walked out accompanied by Wei Zhonghe.

Instantly,

All the civil and military officials in the inner seats stood up from their seats and knelt down:

"Your subjects pay respects to Your Majesty, may Your Majesty live ten thousand years!"

The more numerous officials in the outer seats also began to shout "Long live" at this time.

This feeling was like hearing an echo, or a delay.

"Rise, everyone, be seated."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Marquis Zheng returned to his seat.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" the outer seats also echoed.

The Yan Emperor raised his wine cup,

And said:

"Since I ascended the throne, with the unity of ruler and subjects, we have achieved the prosperity of Great Yan today. I, offer a toast to all my beloved subjects!"

Everyone raised their wine cups again,

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

After the Yan Emperor's opening remarks,

Zhao Jiulang, as the prime minister, stood up and began to read His Majesty's edict.

The edict was unremarkable, nothing more than praising the achievements of the past few years, admiring everyone's hard work, lamenting the difficulty of the ancestors' achievements, etc., in short, it was to tell everyone why I was holding this banquet.

After Zhao Jiulang finished reading,

The Crown Prince also stood up to read the edict.

Well,

The general idea was to re-tell the unremarkable words of the Prime Minister earlier, but in a different way.

After each speech,

Everyone was led to drink a cup of wine,

The officials put on a sacred and solemn appearance, drinking together.

After the Crown Prince finished speaking,

To Zheng Fan's surprise,

Ji Chengjue actually stood up and began to speak as well.

He didn't have an edict in hand, but his aura was no weaker.

At first, everyone thought this was also a set procedure.

It was fair for both sides in the obvious struggle for the throne to show their presence;

But gradually, everyone realized something was wrong. It seemed that the Sixth Prince was adding his own scenes, because the Sixth Prince described a lot of Great Yan's financial situation in the past two years, the difficulties of the national treasury, and the difficulties of managing the family;

However, in the second half, Ji Lao Liu brought the theme back, roughly meaning that the most difficult moment had passed, and next………

It was another passionate outlook on the future.

But because there were so many facts and figures in the first half, it was substantial, so the feeling of listening to it was very good.

This reminded Zheng Fan of when he was in college in his previous life, some teachers liked to read from PPT, while others had various data at their fingertips, and the effect of listening to the lectures was naturally different.

In addition, the eunuchs in the outer seats didn't know it was an added scene, so they were listening with great interest.

Marquis Zheng silently picked up a piece of duck meat and put it in his mouth.

Xiao Liu Zi didn't plan to act anymore, so there was no need to hide his abilities anymore.

Of course, this was what should have been done. The final battle was about to begin. If you, the leader of the Sixth Prince's faction, didn't come forward to shout slogans and make a show, how could the people below dare to charge forward for you with peace of mind?

This added scene was the bugle call to start the war for the true core members of the Sixth Prince's faction.

"Everyone, drink to the Emperor, drink to Great Yan, drink to the prosperous age!"

Originally, after this sentence, the officials in the inner seats should have followed up and drank together, then spread to the outer seats.

But Marquis Zheng took the lead at this time,

Raising his wine cup,

And shouted:

"Drink to His Highness!"

Afterward,

The First Prince understood,

Raising his wine cup,

"Drink to His Highness!"

The nobles in the row on the right instinctively picked up their wine cups. Although they felt something was wrong, they only knew that the people above had shouted, so they instinctively followed suit:

"Drink to His Highness!"

The civil officials on the opposite side were obviously much more subtle in their thinking. Although some people also picked up their wine cups, very few actually shouted.

But the ministers in the outer seats only heard the shouts from the inner seats. Anyway, the inner seats had all shouted, so it must be right for them to shout as well.

Therefore,

Soon,

The outer seats echoed with mountain-like calls:

"Drink to His Highness!"

Completely overshadowing the Crown Prince's previous limelight.

Ji Lao Liu drained the wine in his cup, glanced at Zheng Fan and the eldest prince, and then returned to his seat.

The Crown Prince sat there, unmoving as a mountain, his expression as usual.

The Yan Emperor also maintained a smiling expression;

The civil official bigwigs had already smelled a clear flavor, but unfortunately they hadn't experienced the scene in the roast duck shop, and their sources of information were a bit unreliable.

Plus, this was Great Yan, not Great Qian.

The two princes sitting opposite each other were equivalent to putting a ceiling on everyone.

Ordinary emperors, like the Qian Emperor, liked to use the Silver Armor Guards to suppress the civil official group. The Great Yan Emperor was even more absolute and direct. The two princes with military power had flattened the aristocratic families back then. Now, if anyone didn't listen, they could just do it again.

Next,

The King of Jin, Yu Ciming, took the lead in ascending the hall, presenting gifts and congratulatory words;

He now played this role.

However,

At the end of the congratulatory speech,

He first wished His Majesty boundless longevity, then wished the Crown Prince, and finally, wished the Sixth Prince as well.

Zheng Fan found it a bit funny. Perhaps, his previous actions had given Yu Ciming a hint.

Yu Ciming might have thought that Zheng Fan's choice must be the right one, so he also wanted to get on the ship.

But he didn't consider that Zheng Fan could afford to lose, but could his Jin Prince's Mansion afford to lose?

However, there was no point in discussing whether a gambler could afford to lose; it was meaningless.

Afterward,

The Liang envoy stepped forward to present gifts and congratulatory words.

The Liang ruler came to power through a coup, deposing his elder brother who had Chu Xiong blood. Due to a misunderstanding, war broke out with Chu. Later, the Yan army entered Liang to help Liang resist Chu. Xue San had also served as a general in Liang for a period.

Now, Yan was Liang's thigh, and Liang was Yan's vassal state.

After that, envoys from other small countries went up to the hall to present gifts and congratulatory speeches.

Originally, the central area of ​​the four great powers, where small countries were numerous, the Yan people's sphere of influence couldn't reach there, but as Yan swallowed Jin and fought Chu, the Yan people could directly send troops from Nanmen Pass to punish these small countries whenever they needed to. With the direct threat, the small countries immediately yielded to the Yan people.

Although not all of them were like Liang, becoming dogs of the Yan people,

But at least when you teased her, she wouldn't report to the authorities, but would retreat while displaying her charm: "You bad thing, I hate you."

The relationship between countries was so realistic.

After the envoys from the small countries came up, they all sat down in the "transfer student" seats.

After that,

It was the main event.

The first to come up was,

The Chu envoy, Jing Yang. This Grand Secretary Jing was an old envoy to Yan, and the accompanying deputy envoy was actually Zheng Fan's old acquaintance, Jing Renli.

The Chu envoy expressed the hope that the two countries could resolve misunderstandings, abide by the treaty, and spare the people of both countries from the ravages of war, and also wished the Great Yan Emperor boundless longevity.

The Qian envoy, whose surname was Fu and named Fu Bi;

He also first expressed his hope for peace between the two countries, but in the end, after wishing the Great Yan Emperor boundless longevity, he first wished the Sixth Prince, and then wished the Crown Prince.

"Hahahaha………”

Ji Chengjue laughed out loud on the spot,

Standing up,

Pointing at the Qian envoy Fu Bi,

And shouted to everyone;

"The Qian people have always been poor in military preparation, weak and cowardly, and only good at infighting. Their ability to fight among themselves is truly something to be ashamed of.

Did everyone hear that,

He actually deliberately wanted to plant nails between me and His Highness the Crown Prince,

What,

Do you really think Great Yan is your Qian,

That we would fight among ourselves to amuse you Qian people?"

Fu Bi's face flushed red when he heard this. In fact, that was exactly what he had in mind. He had even observed the direction of the wind before going to court and had already thought about who in the delegation he would have write an article after this mission to tell the story of his "wit in defeating the enemy" today.

He would write about how he was unafraid in the Yan barbarian court, showing the style of a great power!

At the same time,

He would sow the seeds of suspicion between the Sixth Prince and the Crown Prince of the Yan people,

And bury a foreshadowing for the future civil strife of Great Yan in a manner similar to "two peaches kill three warriors"!

His image would be established, his reputation would be created, and his official path after returning home would be paved!

Unfortunately,

Ji Lao Liu didn't play by the rules.

The Crown Prince also stood up at this time,

Raising his wine cup,

Towards Ji Chengjue,

"Sixth Brother."

Ji Chengjue took the wine cup and bowed:

"Crown Prince Brother."

The two princes drank together.

Fu Bi intended to argue, but at this time, the First Prince Ji Wujiang spoke:

"Ambassador, next time you want to speak, you have to use your brain. Perhaps the reason for this Marquis's southward march next time will be that you, the ambassador, spoke rudely."

"………” Fu Bi.

Weak countries have no diplomacy, weak countries have no diplomacy,

How unreasonable, how unreasonable!

This was a threat, a very blatant threat, but Fu Bi knew that he couldn't afford it.

And he knew even better that if the Yan people really used this excuse to march south again, the first thing the Qian court would settle accounts with would be him and his family.

Everyone knew that the Great Yan First Prince's title was earned by beheading the Qian commander-in-chief of the three borders!

At this time,

Marquis Zheng also showed his support,

Deliberately shouting in an exaggerated and playful tone:

"Me too."

"Hahahaha!!!!!"

"Hahahaha!!!!!"

Instantly,

The ministers in the inner seats, regardless of civil or military, all laughed together.

After all, as Yan people,

Regardless of what faction you are,

Regardless of whether you're a Crown Prince's party or a Sixth Prince's party,

As long as you're mocking Qian,

Then I will definitely help support the scene and laugh together!

Among the rows of ambassadors sitting over there, some laughed, such as the Liang and Chu ambassadors, laughing very exaggeratedly. Others covered their mouths with their sleeves while laughing; those were the small countries bordering Qian.

And in the outer seats,

Hearing the laughter from the inner seats,

Although they didn't know what had happened,

Everyone still laughed together.

"Hahahaha………”

Fu Bi's face was flushed red. Faced with this kind of ridicule, he was truly ashamed and could only bow and then retreat.

Finally,

An old man in barbarian clothing walked up to the hall supported by two barbarian servants.

He first knelt down,

Presented the barbarian king's letter of credence,

At the same time,

He also presented the barbarian prince's saber;

Finally,

He began to chant the greatness of Great Yan in a melodious tone, in fluent Xia language.

The high priest had gongfu;

His voice was very high-pitched, but not deafening, and even the outer seats could hear it.

He praised the prosperity of Great Yan,

He praised the prosperous age of Great Yan,

He praised the power of Great Yan,

He said that the barbarians would forever be good neighbors of Great Yan and hoped that the two races could live in peace.

At the same time,

The old barbarian king said,

The barbarian king of the barbarians, called the Golden Tent Khan;

Therefore, their barbarian king and little prince hoped to honor the Great Yan Emperor as the Khan of Heaven!

From then on,

The Great Yan Emperor was not only the master of the East,

But also the guardian of many tribes in the desert!

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the Chu and Qian envoys turned grim. Once the Yan people completely eliminated the threat from the desert, wouldn't that………

"Please allow me, with the most sincere worship, to pay respects to the great and supreme Great Yan Emperor, the Khan of Heaven!"

The old priest prostrated himself on the ground.

Instantly,

Regardless of inner or outer seats,

Almost all the Yan officials, including palace maids and eunuchs, were in an uproar!

The Yan people had been fighting with the barbarians for hundreds of years,

Now,

They had finally made Great Yan's most terrifying opponent, submit!

In an instant,

The sound of "Long live the Emperor" resounded throughout the inner palace!

In another palace, the barbarian princess, sitting with He Si Si, wept with joy. He Si Si hugged her, let her cry, and patted her shoulder to comfort her:

"It will be fine in the future, no more wars, that's good."

……

The Yan Emperor spoke;

"I am very gratified that peace on the border is a great blessing for the people of both countries."

Immediately,

The Crown Prince stood up,

Announcing the decree.

The decree was very complicated, with a lot of official language.

In Marquis Zheng's ears,

It had roughly three meanings.

First, to directly exercise the power of the Khan of Heaven and appoint the barbarian little barbarian king as the legal barbarian king heir.

This sounded like a sick sentence, but it wasn't.

Second, to appoint the First Prince's wife, the wife of the Marquis of Andong, as the Consort of An Tai.

If the factor of the military merit marquis was not considered, in fact, the First Prince's wife's rank had already exceeded the First Prince's.

Third, to send envoys to the desert to sign a letter of credence with the barbarian king in order to establish permanent friendship and peace between the two sides.

Immediately afterward,

All the ministers and envoys congratulated together.

The Yan Emperor seemed very excited. This excitement was extremely normal in the eyes of outsiders, because this ambitious monarch had finally quelled all threats from all directions.

The Yan Emperor stood up,

Holding his wine cup,

And shouted loudly:

"Today, Great Yan is like the rising sun, with all directions submitting and all nations paying tribute!

Since I ascended the throne,

I have been thinking about it day and night, not daring to delay for a moment, not daring to be idle for a moment,

What I seek and pursue,

Is like…………”

Suddenly,

The Yan Emperor, who was in the midst of an impassioned speech, staggered and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!"

Wei Zhonghe immediately helped His Majesty away from his seat and walked backward.

Immediately afterward,

The North Suppression King, Jingnan King, Marquis of Pingxi, and First Prince stood up. This group of people left together, obviously to check on the Yan Emperor's condition. At the same time, it was a manifestation of the military's attitude.

At this moment, even the other princes except the First Prince could not approach His Majesty!

Zhao Jiulang stood up,

To preside over and stabilize the situation.

This sudden scene

Left everyone present stunned,

And among the ambassadors,

Many people subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

They dared not show joy on their faces,

They could only sigh with gratitude and joy in their hearts:

This Yan Emperor, who had brought immense pressure and panic to all the surrounding countries,

Was finally……… Failing.

The high priest, kneeling on the ground,

Collapsed to the ground,

And murmured in his heart:

May the barbarian god protect us.

Great Yan's sky,

Was about to collapse!

………

In the Imperial Study,

The Yan Emperor, who was being helped, pushed away Wei Zhonghe's hand as soon as he entered.

Behind him,

The North Suppression King, Jingnan King, Marquis of Pingxi, and First Prince stood on both sides.

The first two knew.

Marquis Zheng had guessed it early.

The First Prince was truly worried about his father, but when he saw his father's expression at this time, he also understood.

The Yan Emperor raised his hand,

And said:

"Wei Zhonghe, spread it out!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Wei Zhonghe personally untied the leather cloth that looked like a roller blind hanging on the curtain of the Imperial Study. Everyone retreated, allowing it to be spread out on the ground.

This,

Was actually a map from Great Yan's Beifeng County westward and the entire desert!

The Yan Emperor didn't have the weakness of spitting blood earlier,

He raised his own foot,

Walked from Great Yan's Beifeng County into the desert,

Finally,

Stepping on the location marked as the barbarian royal court.

"Khan of Heaven?

Hehe,

What are they,

To think they are qualified to bestow a title on me.

I am the Son of Heaven,

I am the Emperor of Great Yan,

In this life,

I don't care about any other titles.

It's time,

It's time,

The old barbarian is paving the way for his youngest son, willing to be obsequious to me in order to obtain external peace;

He,

Will hold the coronation,

For his little barbarian in the royal court.

At that time,

All the barbarian tribe leaders and nobles who are still loyal to his royal court and those who have been conquered in recent years will gather here.

Liangting,

Wujiang!"

The North Suppression King and Jingnan King knelt on one knee.

The Yan Emperor stretched out his hand,

Pointed to his feet,

And said:

"For me, for Great Yan,

Break the barbarian's,

Hundred-year backbone again!"

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