Chapter 134: Sending You to the Sky (2)

Nie Shiyun and others handed over their weapons, followed Shen Minghuan, and were guided into the hall by the guards.

It was already past the morning court time, but the palace was still full of people.

The civil and military ministers lined up on both sides, all of them with stern faces and solemn expressions. They watched Shen Minghuan and his entourage walk in, looking up and down with arrogance and disdain.

The nine-step high platform is stacked and set off by gold, stone and jade, making the person sitting on the wide dragon chair even more majestic and unattainable.

They don't behave like this on weekdays. It's very tiring. The main reason is to give the prince who will be a hostage in the Yan Kingdom and this group of envoys a show of authority.

In fact, this kind of deterrent behavior is normal for powerful countries. Everyone wants to occupy a dominant position in subsequent cooperation, so they are usually willing to spend some time in the early stage to consolidate their prestige.

But more importantly, it is a great sense of accomplishment to be able to watch with my own eyes the royal families and envoys of other countries being obedient and cautious in their own country.

Shen Minghuan understood this, but if it was him who was being treated as a joke, that would be a different matter.

Emperor Yan is already over fifty years old. With the average life expectancy of fifty today, this age is already considered old. Time is like a knife, carving marks on his body, making him older and sharper.

The black court clothes embroidered with golden dragons are complicated and solemn. Through the crown, Emperor Yan's expression and face are not clear, which makes him look even more unfathomable.

It's not easy to whisper in front of everyone.

Seeing Shen Minghuan looking around boredly, Nie Shiyun had no choice but to grit his teeth and take a step forward.

"The envoy of the Yong Kingdom, by order of the Emperor Yong, came to discuss diplomatic matters between the two countries."

He bowed and bowed, neither humble nor arrogant, and behaved in an extremely upright manner.

They are not subjects of the Yan State, so there is no need to kneel down.

According to etiquette, Emperor Yan should return the favor at this moment.

But a strong person can be unreasonable.

Emperor Yan neither returned the greeting nor called out, and everyone in the envoy except Shen Minghuan could only maintain this somewhat uncomfortable posture.

The chamberlain scolded: "How impudent, you are worshiping me and don't kneel down!"

"Your Majesty, this is against the rules." Nie Shiyun straightened his back, his face showed no fear, and every word he spoke was sonorous and powerful.

They are on an envoy on behalf of Dayong. If they kneel down, Dayong's face will be lost.

A civil servant stood out in the middle of the queue and said harshly: "In this land, the rules of our country, Yan, are the rules."

He bowed to Emperor Yan in a flattering manner, then turned sideways and sarcastically said triumphantly: "Prince Yong, are you dissatisfied with this rule?"

Shen Minghuan glanced at him, and the next second his face turned pale, his body swayed, and suddenly he turned his head and slowly vomited a mouthful of blood.

Nie Shiyun was startled and quickly reached out to support him, "Your Highness!"

Shen Minghuan didn't like physical contact very much. He brushed Nie Shiyun's hand away and straightened the corners of his clothes unhurriedly. "Gu Gu has been weak since he was a child. Do you want to put Gu to death in such a big battle in your country?"

He said this, but apart from his face as pale as paper and the blood remaining on the corner of his lips, his demeanor as he stood did not look weak at all.

The official was so startled that he took two steps back and shouted angrily: "You are just pretending!"

Of course, Shen Minghuan could not die in the Yan Kingdom, let alone in this hall. Otherwise, even if the Yong Emperor was as timid as a mouse and did not dare to send troops, the important officials in the court would not be able to allow this alliance to continue.

What's more, Jin State is watching eagerly from the side, and the officials know with their toes that Jin State will definitely take this opportunity to cause trouble.

"Oh." Shen Minghuan said slowly: "Then you also vomit one?"

The official's face turned blue and white, his lips opened and closed, as if he was really trying to spit out something.

Shen Minghuan took two steps back, his expression of disgust was very obvious. He looked at Emperor Yan without hesitation, and let out a long sigh, which was mixed with a lot of pity and sympathy.

Emperor Yan: "..."

Emperor Yan regretted it. Leaving so many people to "entertain" Shen Minghuan seemed to be a wrong decision.

"I never thought that my nephew's body would be so weak. Human life is based on Qi and blood. If my nephew is like this, I'm afraid it will hinder his lifespan."

In the early years, when the relationship between the Three Kingdoms was not so stiff, the emperors of each country also falsely referred to each other as brothers. There is no problem in the title of "nephew" of Emperor Yan in terms of seniority.

Just from this content, even Nie Shiyun could tell that it was cursing Shen Minghuan to die early.

Shen Minghuan smiled slightly and said, "Thank you for your reward."

Emperor Yan choked, I'm not praising you!

He dismissed the topic from Shanruliu, "Our country of Yan is full of talented people, and there are many famous doctors in the palace. Do you want me to call you to diagnose and treat you?"

"Ah, Your Majesty really has a broad heart." Shen Ming smiled happily, "But no need, Gu is born with this disease and can only be treated with medicine, such as snowy wild ginseng, white cardamom, agrimony, winter deer antler, and century-old Ganoderma lucidum. …”

You really dare to read it.

The faces of the ministers of Yan State turned dark.

Shen Minghuan recited more than a dozen medicinal herbs at once, each one worth thousands of gold.

He reluctantly stopped and said, "I know that the Yan State is rich and powerful, and has countless natural resources and treasures. These medicines are only average for your country, but how can I bother your Majesty too much? Your Majesty, please don't be polite. These are enough." ”

He is upright and righteous: "Don't give too much. If you give too much, you won't accept it!"

Emperor Yan: "..."

Emperor Yan said flatly: "My dear nephew, it's hard work coming all the way. It's because I didn't think carefully. You are not feeling well. You should have a good rest."

He didn't give Shen Minghuan a chance to speak, and ordered: "Wang Qing, this matter is left to you. Make sure to make the friendly country's envoys feel at home."

The officials who were called stepped out and bowed and said "yes".

Nie Shiyun hurriedly shouted: "Your Majesty, the covenant..."

"Let's discuss it later." Emperor Yan waved his hand and announced the adjournment of the court.

Sir Wang looked professional at first glance. After some business boasting and testing, they barely completed the process of entertaining envoys, and then couldn't wait to send them to the post station.

"If Prince Shen has no other instructions, I will take my leave now."

Shen Minghuan nodded slightly, "Thank you for your hard work, Sir Wang."

Wang Fusong almost cried with joy. He had never seen anyone more difficult to serve than Shen Minghuan. There were eight hundred traps in one sentence. In just half a day, he was almost exhausted.

Lord Wang happily bowed to Shen Minghuan and said goodbye. Before leaving, he asked inexplicably: "Prince Shen, do you know that the third and seventh princes were punished by His Majesty to kneel?"

Shen Minghuan said "ah" innocently and sighed: "Your Majesty is really a kind father."

Lord Wang was shocked and confirmed that he heard "kind father" instead of "strict father". He wanted to slap himself.

Let you ask! Let you be curious!

Lord Wang fled.

When only his own people were left in the room, Nie Shiyun looked at Shen Minghuan eagerly, "Your Highness..."

Shen Minghuan walked to the chair and sat down. He was very suitable for a wide-sleeved long gown. His clothes fluttered without wind, and he was dignified and elegant.

He raised his eyes slightly, his eyebrows were cold, not oppressive, but also made people dare not offend.

"What to do?"

Nie Shiyun was a little stunned. He had never thought that a man could be described as "good-looking". When he heard the question, he blurted out unconsciously: "Your Highness, you look like the prince."

After reacting, he saw Shen Minghuan looking at him speechlessly, and hurriedly knelt down to apologize, "Your Highness, please forgive me, I, I..."

Shen Minghuan's expression suddenly became helpless, "Get up."

If the Nie family had not been a founding hero, Nie Shiyun's temperament would have been torn to pieces by the group of jackals and tigers in the court of Yong State.

But now it is not much better. Escorting the prince to Yan State as a hostage is not an easy job. Obviously, after a game of chess, no one wanted to go, so it fell on Nie Shiyun.

Only he felt that it was a major task, and he worked diligently all the way.

And speak frankly.

For example, now.

"I think your majesty should not choose you, your highness." Nie Shiyun spoke frankly, but did not stand up as he was told.

He felt that what he said was quite rebellious, so it would be better to kneel down and say it instead of kneeling after saying it.

Shen Minghuan really looks like the prince, very much like... the prince that everyone in the world would expect.

He is handsome and beautiful, and he is outstanding.

He is always calm and confident, and he can solve all problems with a light touch.

Shen Minghuan glanced at him, "It's okay to say this in front of me, but don't mention it again after you go back."

Nie Shiyun pursed his lips: "Yes."

He is not stupid. He dared to say this because he thought Shen Minghuan would not blame him for it, but other people in Yongguo might not be the same.

He knew it, but he was really aggrieved.

Shen Minghuan was really weak.

His biological mother was very beautiful. At that time, Emperor Yong was still a prince. He treated her like a pearl and a treasure, and he also spent a lot of money to hire doctors and buy medicine for Shen Minghuan.

The good times did not last long. The beauty died inexplicably in the harem. The emperor was sad for two months and then he had a new favorite.

How old was Shen Minghuan at that time? Nie Shiyun thought about it and thought that he was probably only four or five years old.

Later, the fifth prince had little presence and did not even attend the annual banquet in the palace.

Emperor Yong probably forgot that he had such a child.

The position of the crown prince should not fall on him, but who made all the princes avoid it now?

Shen Minghuan had no support from his mother's family and was predicted to not live to adulthood, so it was not a pity to lose him anyway.

To this day, he has only been the crown prince for three months.

Nie Shiyun felt that this would be the most wrong decision for Yongguo.

If there is really such a thing as national destiny, God will send Ziwei Star to the world to ensure that Yongguo will regain its glory.

They gave up this opportunity with their own hands.

Give up this person.