Five years as county magistrate, hundreds of millions of kilograms of grain shocked Li Shimin Chapter 212 The hostility of the Eastern Turkic royal family
Chapter 212 The hostility of the Eastern Turkic royal family
Chapter 212: The hostility of the Eastern Turkic royal family
Jieli Khan died personally.
The maids were called away, and the scene was handed over to Jieli Khan alone.
Everyone looked at Jieli Khan standing in the middle, looking a little uncomfortable.
The majestic leader of a country, even though the country has been destroyed, but his identity is still there, he actually wants to dance for them?!
Jieli Khan looked even more uncomfortable, but with a stiff smile, he slowly swung his buttocks and danced to everyone present.
The dance is ugly.
But this is the dance of the leader of a country.
Everyone was shocked and the whole place was silent.
"Okay!"
Among the ministers, I don’t know who was the first to shout.
After a while, more people followed suit.
With this sound, the atmosphere reached an unprecedented height.
Over in the Tang Dynasty, the monarchs and ministers laughed and were happy and excited.
The Eastern Turkic royal family's face was red with embarrassment and their heads were lowered.
As time went by, Jieli Khan became more open-minded and his dancing became more individual.
It's like letting yourself go, no longer caring about your own face, and everyone's interest is missing a lot.
The dance ended quickly, and Jieli Khan completely regained his composure, his expression indifferent.
"Tian Khan, is my dancing okay?"
Jieli Khan said loudly in public without any embarrassment.
Everyone has felt that Jieli Khan is thick-skinned since just now, and they feel even more so now.
"Very good."
Li Shimin stood up and made a gesture of invitation, signaling Khan Jieli to return to his seat.
"Thank God Khan."
Jieli Khan saluted respectfully.
Calmly return to your seat and sit down.
When the members of the Eastern Turkic royal family saw that their Khan was so understated, the frustration they felt just now disappeared a lot.
"This bitch is quite tolerable."
Changsun Chong began to complain.
His words were unanimously agreed by Fang Yuan and others.
Everyone felt that Jieli Khan could endure it, and the city was not that deep.
Being able to bend and stretch in front of so many people is something that most people cannot do.
And for his status to be able to do such a thing, it is very unusual.
"He can endure it, but he doesn't use it in the right place."
"The more he tolerates it, the less likely it is that His Majesty, Prime Minister Du and others will give him freedom and let him go back."
Fang Yuan interjected.
I don’t know if Jieli Khan has thought of this.
But according to Fang Yuan’s analysis, Jieli Khan cannot do this.
"That's true."
Changsun Chong and others also nodded.
Your Majesty and the ministers will definitely not allow such a scheming person to become big.
The party continues.
But after Jieli Khan performed a dance to add to the fun, there seemed to be nothing interesting anymore.
Nothing can be as beautiful as the leader of a country dancing for fun, and it's still so funny.
Near the end, Du Ruhui stood up with difficulty, walked to Li Shimin, lowered his head and whispered a few words.
Prince Li Chengqian and Third Prince Li Ke sat very close to each other, both intentionally or unintentionally slowing down their movements, wanting to hear what was going on.
After listening to Du Ruhui's words, Li Shimin glanced at Fang Yuan and nodded with a smile.
"Everyone, during today's banquet, I will introduce someone to you."
Du Ruhui said loudly.
The voice seemed a little weak, but it was extremely loud.
As the minister's right servant, when Du Ruhui spoke, everyone listened quietly.
As Du Ruhui finished speaking, everyone was curious about who Du Ruhui would introduce on this occasion?
But some people guessed it, such as Princess Xiangcheng, Changsun Chong and others, all looked at Fang Yuan.
"My future son-in-law, Fang Yuan!"
"Fang Yuan, come and let everyone meet."
Du Ruhui waved to Fang Yuan and smiled.
Fang Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then he felt countless pairs of eyes looking at him.
At this moment, all the senior officials of Datang invested in Fang Yuan.
Fang Yuan did not expect that Du Ruhui would introduce it in such a grand place.
While I was stunned, I felt bursts of gratitude in my heart, grateful to Du Ruhui for his efforts.
Introducing yourself in such a grand occasion, there is no doubt that you have the idea of praising yourself.
Everyone at the scene was a little noisy, but they were not shocked because the news about Fang Yuan and Du Miaoyan's marriage had already spread.
Fang Yuan took a deep breath, stood up and walked towards Du Ruhui.
In the eyes of everyone, Fang Yuan walked up to Du Ruhui.
Du Ruhui smiled at Fang Yuan, his eyes were encouraging, and he patted Fang Yuan's shoulder heavily.
"Thank you, father-in-law!"
Fang Yuan changed his name.
Du Ruhui introduced himself to everyone as his future son-in-law.
As a son-in-law, Fang Yuan felt that it was necessary to change his title.
"Okay, okay, okay!"
"Everyone, this is my son-in-law Chenglong Kuai. He will marry my eldest daughter Miaoyan on August 15th."
"When the time comes, please come and have a drink."
Du Ruhui said happily.
The voice was much higher than before.
His face became much rosier and his eyes narrowed with laughter.
"Prime Minister Du, congratulations!"
"Congratulations, congratulations!"
"Fang Ling, congratulations to you too!"
Many ministers expressed their congratulations.
There were also young people from the younger generation who looked at Fang Yuan jealously.
However, everyone here congratulated, congratulations to Du Ruhui and Fang Yuan.
"Thank you for your congratulations."
"I wanted to send you invitations tonight."
"But there were too many people and it was difficult to bring invitations, so I only brought one."
Fang Yuan took a deep breath and said loudly.
Fang Yuan was still a little nervous in front of the civil and military officials of the court and most of the royal relatives.
After the words fell, the officials were a little surprised.
They didn't care at all whether they were invited or not.
After all, Fang Yuan's identity is right there, he is the last among everyone.
Moreover, Fang Yuan has no identity, and they don’t need to care about offending Fang Yuan.
But Fang Yuan just brought an invitation, which surprised everyone and made them curious about who Fang Yuan wanted to invite.
If you only invite one person, he may be the one who is embarrassed.
Du Ruhui is also curious.
He was not informed of the situation in advance.
Everyone's eyes are on Fang Yuan.
Fang Yuan took out a golden invitation from his arms, turned around and walked towards Li Shimin, who was sitting at the top of the center.
"Your Majesty, you said that I want my elders to attend the wedding, right?"
Fang Yuan handed out the invitation with both hands and said loudly.
After the words fell, the scene fell silent, and some people even opened their mouths.
There is only one, and the person invited is naturally the emperor. Many people have already thought of this.
But Fang Yuan's words shocked them. The emperor actually attended as Fang Yuan's elder?
Is it possible that Fang Yuan is the emperor’s illegitimate son among the people?
But after thinking about it, I felt it was impossible. After all, Fang Yuan and the emperor were almost the same age.
"You guy..."
Li Shimin glared at Fang Yuan and complained softly.
What a fine person, he said in public that he was attending as an elder.
Those of the ministers who did not want to attend the wedding were probably forced to attend.
Li Shimin was about to take over the invitation from Fang Yuan, when someone among the officials stood up to object.
"Your Majesty, I object!"
"I thought that Your Majesty could attend Fang Ling's wedding, but not as an elder."
Wei Zheng said loudly.
Li Shimin froze his hands in the air and frowned.
Sure enough, it was Wei Zheng, whom he disliked, who stood up to oppose him.
Whenever he wants to do something more personal, Wei Zheng will object.
This guy opposes me in full view of the public, so isn't he worried that he will kill him?
"Father, I also think it's inappropriate."
"You and Fang Ling are monarchs and ministers, and we are about the same age."
"It is against etiquette and ethics for elders to attend the wedding."
The third prince also stood up and said loudly.
The opposition of the two people immediately caused many ministers to want to follow suit.
A small Chang'an order actually allowed His Majesty to attend the wedding as an elder. They were all jealous.
But before the ministers could speak, Li Shimin stood up.
"Shut up!"
"I have an irreversible friendship with Prime Minister Du, and we have experienced life and death many times."
"His daughter's wedding vacation, what's the problem with me attending as an elder?"
Li Shimin said loudly.
He glanced at the ministers who wanted to object.
Facing Li Shimin's eyes, the ministers who wanted to object did not dare to stand up.
In the end, only Wei Zheng and Li Ke were left standing in front of Li Shimin.
"Father, this is inconsistent with etiquette!"
Li Ke emphasized.
At the same time, he winked at Wei Zheng.
He doesn't want Fang Yuan to become more and more powerful.
But he will not forcefully dissuade the emperor.
The main persuasion manpower is the troll Wei Zheng.
As long as Wei Zheng starts spraying, he will not stop casually.
However, before Wei Zheng could speak, Du Ruhui on the side had already spoken.
"Wei Zheng, give me some face!"
Du Ruhui walked up to Wei Zheng and whispered.
With a simple sentence, Wei Zheng opened his mouth and then chose to shut up.
He stepped back and returned to his seat, saying that he had no objection.
Li Ke looked on, extremely shocked, wondering why Wei Zheng, who used to be upright and upright in the past, was like this.
In fact, not only Li Ke was stunned, but also the ministers present were stunned and confused.
Only a few people know that Du Ruhui was once kind to Wei Zheng, so he would give Du Ruhui face.
After Wei Zheng withdrew, Li Shimin's eyes were fixed on Li Ke.
Li Keden felt tremendous pressure and his breathing became rapid.
In the end, he also resigned.
"Fang Yuan, congratulations."
Li Shimin changed his face and blessed.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Fang Yuan also breathed a sigh of relief.
The invitation in hand was presented to Li Shimin again.
Under everyone's gaze, Li Shimin accepted Fang Yuan's invitation.
This means that the emperor will attend Fang Yuan's banquet, or as an elder.
This information made the officials have different thoughts, ranging from not caring whether Fang Yuan invited them to worrying about Fang Yuan not inviting them.
"Go back."
Du Ruhui patted Fang Yuan's shoulder again and laughed.
"Okay."
Fang Yuan nodded solemnly.
and Du Ruhui prepare to return to their seats.
But at this moment, someone spoke up again.
"Wait."
"Fang Yuan, were you Fang Yuan, the governor of Liaozhou before?"
Jieli Khan stood up and walked towards Fang Yuan.
He has a stern face, and his tall height makes people feel quite stressed.
Everyone was a little surprised and wondered why Jieli Khan suddenly asked this.
But among the members of the Eastern Turkic royal family, many members already looked at Fang Yuan with hatred in their eyes.
"It's me."
"Did Jieli Khan want to avenge Ashina Luoyun?"
Fang Yuan had long noticed that the members of the Eastern Turkic royal family looked at him differently.
As early as when he was in the side hall, Fang Yuan had thought about the battle in Liaozhou and had been on guard for a long time.
Now when I saw Jieli Khan approaching, I immediately stood in front of Du Ruhui and looked at Jieli Khan indifferently.
This is the imperial palace, and all the senior officials of the Tang Dynasty are here. Fang Yuan is not worried that Jieli Khan dares to hurt anyone.
"I can tear you apart even with a body as small as yours."
"You alone can kill Ashina Luoyun?"
Jieli Khan said as he walked, and soon arrived in front of Fang Yuan.
He looked down at Fang Yuan with scrutiny in his eyes, doubting the authenticity of Fang Yuan's killing of Ashina Luoyun.
Ashina Luoyun is his beloved nephew, and he knows that Fang Yuan cannot kill him with force.
"That's right, just rely on me."
"And there was no helper during the whole process. I killed him one on one."
Fang Yuan was not afraid and looked at Jieli Khan.
Although the other person's eyes were scary, Fang Yuan didn't panic.
In front of the emperor, the emperor, and all the civil and military officials, if he could be hurt, the high-ranking officials of the Tang Dynasty would be slapped in the face.
"Arrogant!"
"A fight with me?"
Jieli Khan's eyes darkened and he wanted to take action.
But he also knew the situation at the scene and did not dare to take action rashly.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Fang Yuan with different expressions.
Li Shimin didn't say anything, just sitting and watching Fang Yuan's response.
"Not interested."
Fang Yuan responded with a cold smile.
Just kidding, Jieli Khan’s military strength is outstanding.
I am just a three-legged cat in kung fu, how can I be stupid enough to fight him?
"The people of Tang Dynasty are so ignorant?"
Jieli Khan raised his eyebrows and mocked.
As soon as he finished speaking, many people at the scene showed angry expressions.
"If I don't fight you twice, then I have no chance?"
"In this case, wendou and martial arts are all about fighting. You compete with me in poetry first, wendou. If you beat me in wendou, I will fight with you through two moves. Do you dare?"
Fang Yuan sneered.
You can see through Jieli Khan’s aggressive tactics at a glance.
Martial arts is one's weakness, and it is foolish to use one's weakness against Jieli Khan's strength.
"I only want to fight with force, not with literature!"
Jieli Khan frowned and said in a deep voice.
He is familiar with the art of war and has read many books, but he does not know the poetry of the Tang Dynasty.
If you compare poetry with Fang Yuan, there will be no victory at all.
"Not interested?"
"Don't you dare?"
"Isn't Jieli Khan pregnant?"
Fang Yuan chuckled.
Looking at Jieli Khan with rage.
"Presumptuous!"
Jieli Khan looked angry.
He stretched out his hand to grab Fang Yuan.
Fang Yuan may be seriously injured by this catch.
"Jieli, you passed."
Li Shimin said calmly.
Jieli Khan's hands were frozen in the air.
At this moment, Li Jing, Li Ji, Li Junxian and other masters all had their eyes fixed on him.
Jieli Khan felt that if he took action like this, he would be attacked by countless masters like Thunder.
"Humph!"
"I remember you."
Jieli Khan hummed heavily.
He shook his hand and walked back to his place.
He felt very embarrassed, embarrassed because of Fang Yuan.
"Jieli Khan, my name is Fang Yuan, Fang Zheng's Fang, Yuan Yuan."
Fang Yuan shouted to Jieli Khan.
Everyone looked at it with weird faces.
You are so brave, you dare to do this to the monarch of a country.
Even if the other party has perished, he still has some identity.
How the emperor will deal with it has not yet been determined, maybe he will still have a noble status.
"Nonsense."
"Why don't you go back yet?!"
Li Shimin glared at Fang Yuan and drove Fang Yuan back.
Although his voice was scolding, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the emperor did not blame Fang Yuan.
At this moment, the eyes of everyone looking at Fang Yuan changed again, and they felt that the emperor was surprisingly fond of Fang Yuan.
Fang Yuan saluted and returned to his seat to sit down.
He was smiling at first, but then he slowly sunk down after returning.
Today I have completely offended the Eastern Turkic royal family. I hope that the future emperor will not give them too many benefits.
There won’t be much to see in the following banquet, and a long time has passed. It’s already evening, and it won’t be long before it gets dark.
At this time, a eunuch announced that the banquet was over and everyone was preparing to leave.
Fang Yuan originally planned to go back with Changsun Chong and others.
But just after leaving the palace, Princess Xiangcheng dismissed Changsun Chong and others because she had something to do, and asked Fang Yuan to get into her chariot alone.