Chapter 212

Deeply convinced, he nodded. Everyone thought a little and agreed.

Then he continued to walk to the deep palace under the guidance of the little yellow shirt.

Soon, they came to the Longevity Palace, where the emperor of Nanzhao Kingdom entertained the distinguished guests.

At the gate, a middle-aged man of about 40, dressed in a Golden Dragon Robe, with a tiger back and a bear waist, had been waiting for a long time.

Behind him are a group of civil and military officials in red robes.

"Your Majesty, the five worshippers of the Yelv family and the escort generals have arrived."

After a trot, the little yellow shirt saw this man and hurried forward to kneel down.

The generals around Yang Feng were stunned and flattered when they saw that the emperor personally met them outside the palace.

"No, I'm Tiemu Khan. How can he? Your majesty went out of the palace to meet him in person?"

"Yes, I can let the emperor meet me personally. This cowhide can go back and blow for a lifetime."

"Your Majesty is really approachable. I'm so moved to pay so much attention to our six or seven grade officials!"

……

"Pull it down!"

Listening to the surprised and inexplicable screams around him, Yang Feng couldn't stop rolling his eyes and said, "where did the emperor Lao Tze come to meet us, not the five old men? With your little officials who ordered sesame seeds and mung beans, and with the emperor coming out to meet you in person? Cut!"

Sure enough, the emperor laughed after listening to the report of the little yellow shirt. A pair of dragon eyes didn't even look at the group of low-level generals at all, so he walked to the five offerings and hugged boxing.

"The five worshippers of Yelv's family have been closed and repaired for many years. I'm really grateful to escort my emperor's son back to Beijing this time. Hahaha!"

"Your Majesty, it's my great honor to share your worries!"

He nodded slightly and murmured.

With another laugh, the emperor enthusiastically took the hands of the great sacrifice and walked to the palace together. The folds on his face were almost laughing into flowers.

The masters of the Warlord's skill spirit level are all imperial combat power. Even if the Emperor sees them, they are treated with the above courtesy. If they can win over one, they can be counted as one.

These are all national treasures!

Whether the emperor can sit steadily and whether the country will have long-term stability depends on these peerless experts in addition to those elite soldiers and strong generals.

As for those six or seven young generals, they have nothing to pay attention to when they grasp a lot of things.

Not only did the emperor not pay attention to them, but even the civil and military officials followed the emperor after he pulled the five offerings into the palace without looking at Yang Feng and them.

They looked at each other. These low-level generals smiled awkwardly, sighed, and silently followed the people behind them.

It's embarrassing. I came to the palace as a guest, but no one entertained me. Shit!

After everyone entered the Longevity Palace, the banquet venue had already been arranged.

The emperor naturally sat in the middle and high on the throne.

The VIP seat on the left is the five offerings. Next came the royal family, yeluyan; Then there are the five grade Hussars general, ah Guda, and a group of six or seven grade subordinate generals behind.

Yang Feng is hiding among these minions.

On the right hand side of the emperor, there are representatives of all civil and military officials in the hall, each of whom is a senior official above the third grade.

When the people were seated, the emperor immediately took a glass of wine and offered it to the five, saying, "this time, the five offered it to escort the princess all the way. It's hard. I'll give you a toast."

"Thank you, your majesty!"

With a slight nod, the five worshippers looked up and drank the wine in front of them.

Then the emperor looked back at Yelv Yan and said with a smile, "Yan'er, general Yelv and the old man, how are you recently?"

"Thanks to your majesty Hongfu, my father and grandpa are still strong. They can rush ahead in every war!"

"Hahaha, well, you Yelu can protect the country for me. I can rest assured when I sit on the Dragon chair. Come and have a drink with me!"

The emperor laughed and raised his glass to yeluyan, just like spoiling his nephew.

Not only because his aunt is his own imperial concubine, this is his own relative, but also because the Yelv family is a high-ranking and powerful official who can't live without his humerus. Naturally, he wants to be close to duogala.

After yeluyan had a drink with the uncle with a smile, the emperor said with a spoiled face: "After the banquet, go to the harem to see your aunt. Your baby has been stationed in the frontier with her father since childhood. She hasn't returned to Beijing for more than ten years. Your aunt misses you very much. How many times she mentioned your nephew in front of me and wept secretly. As a mother's family, please comfort her this time. Otherwise, she doesn't even have a family in the deep palace."

"Yes, your majesty, Yan'er has long planned to visit his aunt after the banquet!"

"Yes!"

Nodding happily, the emperor looked at ah Guda and the low-level officers behind him.

Seeing the emperor's attentive eyes, a sixth grade young general couldn't help getting excited. Then he looked at Yang Feng who was already breaking the chicken legs in front of the table and eating haisai. He said in a hurry: "brother Feng, don't eat quickly. Your majesty is looking at us. He's going to toast us. What's your style?"

"To a fart!"

With disdain, Yang Feng chewed down a chicken butt while holding it in his arms, and said with a sneer of disapproval: "just now, the emperor made a toast. One is to the five old worshippers, because they are strong and have a high status. The other is to the smelly boy yeluyan, because they have a thick family background and are relatives of the emperor. What are our identities? The emperor made a toast to us? Think beautiful!"

"No, brother Feng, the emperor really looks at us. Don't eat!"

"We're just here to eat with you. Just leave after eating. No one will care what we did at the reception. The leaders are lying to each other and saying polite words, which has nothing to do with our little employees. You'd better eat like me. Don't say that the food made by the Imperial chef of the emperor's father is 100 times better than the food outside. Hey, hey, hey!"

"And all the soldiers who escorted the princess back to Beijing. I have a toast to you!"

However, Yang Feng's whole face had been gnawed into the chicken liver from the chicken butt, but the emperor suddenly smiled and slapped them with a cup.

Shua!

For a moment, Aguda stood up with all the soldiers, held up his wine glass, bowed to the emperor, and said excitedly, "serve your majesty, be heartbroken and die. Long live our emperor!"

"Long live my emperor!"

It is worthy of being a frontier soldier. Although there are less than ten people, the roar is loud, magnificent and full of a sense of strength.

The emperor turned his mouth and nodded with satisfaction, but his face was stiff again.

Eh, who's the second guy who put a whole chicken on his head?

I, the emperor, propose a toast. He dares to sit and don't stand up to respond. It's too ignorant of etiquette