As the emperor of Western Chu, he can't do such things as ignoring the people of Western Chu for his own sake. He can't break the barely maintained peace between the two countries for her own sake, and let the two countries rekindle the fire of war. He can't let the head of the former Emperor of Eastern Qin fall to the ground for his own personal feelings.
So all he can do is endure!
Namco's black horse ran to the stand, and suddenly stood still. The four horses' hooves seemed to be nailed to the ground.
As soon as his excellent riding skills were revealed, a cheering voice broke out on the stands of the Western Chu Dynasty.
Namucuo raised his head, his sharp and angular facial features, with a fierce and compelling temperament, slowly scanned the stands of Western Chu, as if he were looking for someone.
Ink Chuan closed in the sleeve of the right hand slowly tight into a fist, two eyes are not instantaneous staring at him.
Two people's eyes in the air hand in hand, suddenly knife light sword shadow, sparks.
The surface of ink river is as deep as water, as beautiful as a distant mountain, and its permeable eyebrows and eyes are full of melancholy.
Namucuo's chin was lifted slightly, and he looked proud. He didn't even see the emperor of the Western Chu at all.
He snorted contemptuously in his nostrils, then moved his eyes from the face of Mo Chuan and continued to search in the stands.
Quickly swept a circle, did not find Shen Ning's figure, his two thick sharp eyebrows involuntarily wrinkled up.
Why didn't you see her?
Isn't it that she is the one who competes with herself today? Isn't it?
Namco got off his horse and took a big step to the stands of the state of Western Chu.
All of a sudden, the ministers gave out a low hum and speculated about his origin.
His momentum is extraordinary. Behind him is the envoys sent by the eastern Qin Dynasty. Even the envoys of the eastern Qin Dynasty are all behind him, which shows his extraordinary identity.
But the man did not attend the palace banquet that night.
Who is he?
Mo Chuan didn't look at the comments and ministers around him. He went to the stands and stopped at the place where he was three steps ahead of him. With his right hand on his left chest, he slightly nodded at mochuan and slowly opened his mouth: "Simi gongratu."
His voice was low and beautiful, but no one could understand what he said. He was supposed to speak Dongqin dialect.
Although I didn't understand him, seeing his arrogance and arrogance, the ministers of Western Chu couldn't help being angry.
No matter what the origin of the other party is, it is really insulting to see his majesty not kneel down and salute, or even bend his waist.
A translator took two steps forward, bent over to mochuanwei and said, "my dear emperor, this is the prince of Eastern Qin, Namucuo. He just saluted to his majesty."
The news that the prince of the eastern Qin Dynasty had come to the Western Chu state was known only to mochuan and several of his most trusted ministers. Most of the people present did not know about it. When they heard the translation, they all took a cold breath and looked at Namucuo with awe.
Although Namucuo is the first time to visit Western Chu, his name as the most intelligent person in the world has already been heard throughout the four countries. It can be said that no one knows about it.
So when the ministers heard that the rebellious Eagle like man was the prince of the eastern Qin Dynasty, they could not help but change their faces.
They were not sure whether they could win the competition. At this time, when they heard the name of Namco, they were all depressed to the extreme and felt that they could not even win by one point.
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