Fast time travel, did the host kill the villain today?

Chapter 37 The prince is the real boss (17)

Author: Mr. Shiyin

It was the most grand worship ceremony held every three years in the Dayuan Dynasty when envoys came to visit and hundreds of countries came to visit.

The worship ceremony began at Mao hour. Envoys in different costumes escorted the tribute gifts and entered through the White Tiger Gate of the palace. The spectacular scene demonstrated the national prestige of the Dayuan Dynasty.

Song Yuan was supervising the country and had heavy administrative 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 still represent a country, and the Dayuan Dynasty cannot be ignored.

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, he would never give those envoys from small countries the opportunity to show their contempt and self-righteous pride, so that they forget that the true meaning of this pilgrimage is that they come to seek the protection of Dayuan Dynasty.

Song Beichen's behavior was well known to everyone in Sima Zhao's mind. Why hadn't he noticed 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 pull the young man next to him and ask.

The young man smiled and shook his head: "Master Gu is still too young. How can the friendship between countries be explained clearly in a few words? The bustle in the world is for profit, and the hustle and bustle in the world is for profit."

"Don't talk so unfathomably." Gu Zixiu turned around and glared at Liu Qing, "Now that the imperial power in 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 what Song Beichen did 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 yet 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 only a useless supervisory department.

The Supervision Department usually only arrests a few ministers, but if there is a real fight, it will not be enough to watch.

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, Concubine Xiao Shu had the highest position in the harem, so the banquet was arranged by Concubine Xiao.

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.

As a blessing to the foreign envoys, there are no new documents 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 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.

"No rush." ​​Song Yuan answered as he turned the 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 an empty 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 to one of the girls in red.

"Princess Linglong is coming to Dayuan this time to get married. If you have a husband you like, you might as well tell her so that 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. 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.

Little did he know that Princess Linglong had a very bad impression of 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 was either stupid or stupid.

The banquet was halfway through before Song Yuan left for the Imperial Garden.

As soon as she changed her clothes, the guards came to report that the fifth prince Song Mingyu was dead.

He died in a small alley in Imperial Capital. His body was already stinking when he was found. He had been 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, the relationship is not considered rigid.

Song Yuan made a move: "I'll go see him later and see him off for the last time."

To overthrow the Cui family and the queen, Song Yuan did not touch Song Mingyu in the slightest, but he did not expect that it would still implicate him.

"If the murderer is found, he should be beheaded." Finally, Song Yuan thought for a while and added.

She can't get close to Song Mingyu, but she can help him take revenge.

After telling Song Mingyu about things, when Song Yuan arrived at the banquet, the banquet was almost over.

Stepping into the imperial garden, there was a strong 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.

"How presumptuous! What are you doing at the imperial banquet!" Seventeen shouted angrily with inner strength.

However, these people were not woken up, but instead became more unscrupulous. Someone followed the sound and said drunkenly: "Hey, another one is here? Who is this sir? Why don't you come and drink quickly? Why don't we 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 gentleman 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 Shi Qiyi's palm.

Ahhhhh! I'm stuck!