Chapter 572

Name：Descent of the Phoenix 13 Years Old Princess Consort Author：Yi Shi Feng Liu
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And right next to the throne, there is a leopard skin chair, which is the Regent throne.

"Up comes the king, down comes the Regent."

The loud drink immediately interrupted the delicate conversation in Chenglan hall.

All the officials present, just like the spray, rose quickly from the outer hall to the inner hall, and bowed down to jeruhon and Ryukyu, saying, "ministers and other officials kowtow to the king and to the Regent."

The voice has a first, then, it goes on and on, winding over the whole Chenglan hall.

Ryukyu, holding jeruhon's hand and smiling, walked slowly from the middle of the ladder towards the tiger skin chair on the highest floor.

Along the way, all officials bow to each other and are very respectful.

The fire crackled and burned, warm as summer.

The sleeve robe flicks gently and passes over the fire on the edge of the ladder without any wind. One thing in the sleeve robe of Ryukyu falls into the fire and melts quickly. No one notices it.

Smoke and fire, silk flying and above the hall.

Step slowly up to the highest platform. Ryukyu pulls yeluhong to sit on the big chair of tiger skin. He sits on the big chair of leopard skin on his side. Ouyang stands behind Ryukyu obliquely.

Wonderful eyes sweep the ministers below.

At the state banquet, man dynasty took his wife with him. Today, I see only a strong Minister of culture and military, not a generation of women and children.

Especially on the third platform, all of them were the descendants of the royal clan of Yelu, the northern mu.

Hum.

"All ministers are free from ceremony. Today's new year's pass is celebrated all over the world. All ministers do not have to be restrained." With a small wave of his hand, jaruhong said the next sentence according to the words of previous years.

"Thank you, king." All the ministers took their seats slowly.

Reaching for the wine cup on the table before he stood up, Ryukyu raised his glass and said slowly to all the officials: "the old year has passed. It's the time of the year. I don't say much about my superfluous words. I wish my northern herdsman better and better with this wine."

The voice falls, and Ryukyu raises his glass again.