The Hardest Opening System in History

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read2(); Outside 　　 Mingde Hall, the blue wave whale tail carriage slowly stopped in the roaring cold wind, and beside the carriage, Zhao Yu, wearing an imperial robe and a crown of heaven on his head, was carrying A phoenix robe, set off by a beautiful rouge, waited quietly.

　　 The young emperor who had been here for a while did not enter the arena ahead of time. Instead, he waited for the old lady, and then Wei Guogong Xu Sheng, whose face recovered as usual, assisted the old lady to walk out of the carriage, Zhao Yu and Yanzhi stepped forward, and said lightly:

　　 "In this private banquet, grandson hopes that grandma can take care of her body, don't force it."

　　 "Don't worry, Yuer, I know it."

　　 The old lady stretched out her hand and patted the back of Zhao Yu's hand. Then the hosts of this banquet arrived, and under the crowd, they formally stepped into the Mingde Hall.

　　 "Your Majesty is coming, everyone is silent!"

In the Mingde Hall, a loud shout belonging to the old **** resounded throughout the audience, and the next breath was that the hall that was originally communicating was quiet for an instant. After everyone immediately returned to their case table, they put down their wine glasses and sat with a solemn expression. At the same time, the ritual music in the hall also stopped playing, and the needles in the hall could be heard.

Afterwards, Zhao Yu’s tall and straight body appeared in everyone’s sight, with a face like a crown jade, no anger and prestige, the flower of the road between the eyebrows, the burning blood flame, and at the same time, he moved forward with his steps, The phoenix flapped its wings and soared above the golden robe.

　　 Zhao Yu, the word Fuyao, the name Fuyao the Great!

　　 In the next moment, all the people in the hall knelt together, respectfully bowing to a monarch and ministers, convincing them, and the sound of mountains and tsunami continued to surround the hall:

　　 "Welcome to Emperor Fuyao, long live long live your majesty."

Zhao Yu helped the old lady to the front of Mingde Hall. There was a high platform. At this time, three desks were placed on the high platform, which belonged to the lord of the Great Xia family, Zhao, but they were less impressive shock.

The young emperor sat down in the middle, and the old lady and Rouge, who was the queen, sat on two sides. Then Zhao Yu raised his eyes and glanced down, and saw that the huge hall was full of people who were kneeling down. Daxia’s top pillar, so he smiled and said loudly:

　　 "All are flat. Today I set up a private banquet. There is no need to be cautious and there are not so many rules. I would like to invite you to have a casual meal. Thank you for your contribution to Daxia this year."

After 　　Gun Gundi’s voice fell, everyone spoke forward again and stood up and shouted:

　　 "Thank your Majesty Longen, we are grateful!"

　　 "Sit down, have fun, eat!"

The old **** standing on the edge of the high platform continued to speak loudly. The ritual music composed of bells, drums, and piano once again rang in the hall. A line of palace ladies who had been waiting for food then filed in and placed the food for the feast. In front of every participant.

　　 This also represents the full start of the feast!

After the banquet began, perhaps because the emperor was above, everyone was a little bit cautious. When Zhao Yu lifted his chopsticks to pick up the first dish, all the talents started to move the chopsticks. The old man sitting in the middle and back of the hall picked it up. After putting a piece of emerald green vegetable in the mouth and chewing it carefully, with a smile on his face, he turned his head to Wang Jing beside him, and said softly:

　　 "Jing'er, I never dreamed of this in my life, your father, I am also a person who has eaten a state banquet. When I think of you, a **** who was originally worrying, now I have this achievement, I want to cry!"

　　 "Father, your majesty is right in front. Don't cry, otherwise everyone in Daxia will know that I'm not filial."

　　 "Everyone in Fengcheng knows how unfilial you, a bastard, were before."

　　 Mr. Wang’s accusation made Wang Jing smile awkwardly. After all, his previous reputation was really not good, so he just changed the topic:

　　 "Father, the dishes at this state banquet are indeed the best in the world, but it would be better if they were hot."

　　 "You kid said a few words, it is a great honor for your majesty to invite you."

　　 Old man Wang turned his head and glared lightly, and then said grimly:

"There are so many banquets in the Mingde Hall. The imperial dining room must have prepared all the dishes in advance. The temperature in Shenjing City is dripping into ice. It is already a great skill to keep this dish hot. Let's be a human being. , To know how to be grateful and contented."

　　 The words of Mr. Wang are heart-warming, and all fathers want his son to become better, and he is also afraid that Wang Jing will be proud and complacent.

　　 "Father, I know, looking at your majesty's age and what he does, no young man can afford to be proud."

　　 Old man Wang nodded, looking at Zhao Yu who was picking vegetables with rouge above him, and nodded deeply:

　　 "Indeed, although I already know that your Majesty is very young, but fortunate to see him, I found that he was younger and more majestic than expected."

　　 Just as Wang's father and son were communicating, Wang Jing's mother on the side secretly wiped away the tears overflowing from the corner of her eyes, and patted the back of Wan'er's hand in her hand, and then showed a big smile.

In fact, it’s not uncommon to wipe tears at the royal private banquet. Too many people overflowed with tears because of the agitation, but there are not many tears like the old man in Qingsong Town. When he was young, he was probably a **** man. The young man, therefore, buried his head under the desk at this time, and couldn't cry.

Fortunately, several people were specially separated from Lin Xiao when they entered the arena, and they were led by Tie Zhu to the end of the main hall. Therefore, it was not noticeable at this time. You must know the location of Zhenyu Gongfu, but why it is in the front row. Under the eyes of the living emperor, once he cried bitterly, it was the focus of the audience.

Time flies, and the private banquet is slowly going on. After Zhao Yu spoke some joking words, everyone in the hall gradually relaxed, and the atmosphere became a lot more relaxed. After that, the old lady who was silent and occasionally coughed, Gently opened his mouth, the old voice resounded throughout the hall:

　　 "Everyone, the old man is not in good health these days, so he covered his face with a veil, so as not to disturb you. I hope to forgive me. I will say a few words below, and then I am going to go back and rest."

　　After the old lady said, there was a violent cough. Zhao Yu stood up, came to the old man, stroked the former's back, infused with pure origin power, and then the old lady's voice came out again:

　　 "The old man, Xiu Yu, won the favor of heaven and earth, and married Taizu Sheng, as the mother of the Great Xia, every year from now on, I will sit here, without any absence, to this day, a full eighty-nine years!"

After the old queen mother had finished speaking, everyone in the audience stopped their movements, and then straightened up and respectfully saluted the front. This is a silent and yet unspoken greeting to the mother of a country who has guarded Daxia for eighty-nine years. The highest respect.

No matter what Daxia experienced, the strong and unparalleled when the country was founded, the ZTE when the prince Zhao Jing was in power, the rebellion of the Yunyi clan, the riddled with the siege of the capital of foreign races, or the hard work of princess Wu during the period of princess Wu, tolerant development, and now No one can stop the accumulation of Emperor Fuyao. In every era, she would sit here by the New Year's Eve, smiling at the big summer pillars below.

　　 has never been absent!

　　 The time when Daxia developed to the present is the life of the old lady.