The Emperor's Son-in-Law

"Duke Changguo just wants Your Majesty to grant marriage to the prince of Duke Changguo."

"Your Majesty, there are still three princesses in the palace who have not been granted marriage."

"Which princess do you plan to marry?"

Duke Wu's gloomy voice sounded on the side.

Now the situation of Princess Xian is almost unknown to outsiders.

Duke Wu was also thinking about the son of Duan Ning.

He must not be allowed to have anything to do with Concubine Duan.

As for the other princesses, Duke Wu laughed in his heart. This fool offended too many people.

Whoever his son became the son-in-law of, his life would be over!

The emperor sat there and smiled slightly.

"Duke Wu, you worry too much about my family affairs."

The emperor said lightly.

"I dare not!"

Duke Wu bowed his head and clasped his fists.

"Okay, I have already arranged the marriage of Duan Ning's child."

"I will issue the decree of marriage tonight, and you will know then."

"Now concentrate on the state banquet."

"The letter of the Beixia delegation will be announced in public by the Beixia envoys in a while."

"Let's finish the business first."

The emperor frowned and waved his sleeves.

The conditions written in the Beixia letter made the emperor a little uneasy now.

"Yes!"

Everyone bowed their heads to accept the order.

Duan Ning turned sideways and walked directly to Duan Chun and sat down.

"Child, what is the situation of the letter sent by the Beixia pigs?"

Duan Ning asked softly.

"Father, this time Beixia deliberately came to cause trouble."

Duan Chun told his father in detail what happened in the hall just now.

"This group of bastards!"

"Want to borrow grain and come up with so many tricks!"

"Lend them grain, that is cutting your own flesh to feed the enemy."

"Your Majesty will not really lend it to them?"

Duan Ning frowned.

"Father, how much is 100,000 shi of grain?"

Duan Chun asked curiously.

He had never used the unit of measurement of shi in his previous life, and he didn't know how many jins one shi was?

But when he traveled to this world, he knew that the productivity of this era was extremely low.

Food is the most precious material nowadays!

"One shi is equal to ten dou."

"Ten dou is equal to one hundred jins."

Duan Ning replied.

"One shi is one hundred jins of grain!"

"One hundred thousand shi... Oh my god!"

Duan Chun was surprised.

One million jins of grain!

Now Duan Chun understood the specific amount.

No wonder Beixia would come up with so many strategies for these grains.

What they really want is not 100,000 shi, but 200,000 shi of grain!

"One hundred thousand shi of grain is enough for my Cavalry Guard to eat for a long time."

"My sons and daughters don't dare to eat rice as their staple food now."

"They really dare to ask for it!"

Duan Ning muttered in a low voice.

"Father, Beixia will propose three conditions for the competition."

"Your Majesty wants me to participate in one of the competitions, which is music and dance."

"The other two are literary talent and swordsmanship."

"Father, do you want to go up and try your swordsmanship?"

Duan Chun's mind moved, and he asked quickly.

"Fence?"

"I can't do that. Father only knows how to use a long sword and a long spear."

"I don't know anything about swordsmanship."

Duan Ning shook his head.

"Okay."

Duan Chun was speechless.

The dance and music in the center of the square continued.

As soon as the dance and music ended, the Beixia envoys would put forward their letter of request.

Duan Chun was very curious whether the staff arranged by His Majesty could be assembled as soon as possible?

This time, Beixia was not only for food, but also in front of the envoys of various countries.

I want to humiliate Dakang.

If I can think of it, His Majesty must be able to think of it too...

And the Beixia envoys used a series of tricks, even if the competition failed.

The beauty trick of Princess Xianhong hidden among the dancers in the envoys.

This is their real killer move that can kill two birds with one stone!

Time passed by, and the ministers and the envoys from various countries kept toasting each other.

The emperor sat there without drinking, and he knew what was going to happen in a while.

This is the real problem that Dakang is facing.

Two hundred thousand shi of grain...

Originally, Dakang suffered a disaster in the south, and the national treasury had suffered a great loss of grain.

In recent years, the emperor has been trying every means to stockpile military rations.

It is not enough for his own use, so how can he give it to other countries at will?

Moreover, this time it is not only about food, but also about Dakang's face...

Dong Dong Dong!

At this time, the musicians around the square suddenly sounded a compact drumbeat.

The queen's eyes lit up when she heard it.

"Your Majesty, the music and dance prepared by Duan Chun is about to begin."

The queen smiled and reminded beside the emperor.

"Oh, is it what the queen said about serving the country with loyalty?"

The emperor immediately became interested.

"Yes, this music and dance is a bit peculiar."

"Your Majesty will know after listening and watching."

"However, I'm afraid the Beixia delegation will be restless."

The queen laughed softly.

"Then I'd like to take a closer look..."

The emperor stood up. He had seen the list of dances and music tonight.

Duan Chun's music and dance of loyalty to the country was the last to perform.

Next, Beixia will start to act...

Duan Chun also heard the familiar drumbeats and quickly looked up and looked at the square.

"Chun'er, what are you doing?"

Duan Ning asked puzzled.

"Father, next is the dance music that I have arranged in the Jiaofang Division during this period."

"This is the last dance music."

Duan Chun said.

Dongdongdong...

As the familiar drum sound continued to sound.

A group of musicians stood up, and the loud singing and harmony suddenly resounded over the square.

Ah...Ah...Ah...

The majestic harmony that swallowed the mountains and rivers immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Just because the previous music and dance were too restrained, the guests were toasting and chatting on their own.

The moment this harmony sounded, everyone put down their glasses.

They turned their heads or stood up in surprise, and their eyes all looked towards the center of the square...

As the harmony continued to sound, a group of soldiers in shining golden armor appeared on one side of the square.

They were dancing in unison and walking quickly towards the stage.

There was also a general wearing Mingguang armor and holding a long sword, standing in front of the army.

He jumped onto the high platform with a leap.

On the high platform, countless dancers were dancing happily, and everyone's eyes were shining.

"No, why does that Ming Guang armor look familiar to me?"

Duan Ning also stood up and stared, still curiously asking.

"That's your Ming Guang armor, father."

"Son just borrowed it."

Duan Chun replied with a smile.

"How dare you lend my armor to a dancer!"

Duan Ning slapped Duan Chun on the back in anger.

But his eyes were still looking at the stage in the distance with great curiosity.

The strange and powerful music even attracted him.

The Beixia envoys also stood up in surprise. They had never seen or heard such music and dance...

"Wolf smoke rises..."

As the general's singing sounded.

Everyone opened their mouths wide!

Wolf smoke rises...

Look north to the mountains and rivers!

The dragon flag rolled, the horse neighed, and the sword energy was like frost!

The heart is like a long river.

In the eleven years of vertical and horizontal, who can resist?

I am so angry that I want to kill anyone with my sword.

How many loyal brothers and sisters are buried in a foreign land!

Why should I hesitate to die for my country...

I can't help but sigh and feel sad, and I am speechless, with tears in my eyes!

The horses go south, and people look north.

People look north, the grass is green and yellow, and the dust is flying.

I want to defend the land and open up the borders!

The great prosperity will let all directions...

Come and congratulate!

The smoke of war rises, and the country looks north...

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