"General Chen, we're here!" The ceremonial officer bowed and asked Wu Yi to take a seat. Wu Yi lowered his head, feeling as if a stone had fallen to the ground, and finally stopped.
The moment he raised his head, what he saw was the smiling faces of the officials. Wu Yi panicked and hurriedly knelt down to salute. He didn't even see Zhang Tianwen on one side.
"Get up, today's banquet is just for you. It's not an exaggeration to say!" The official's words made Wu Yi dare not get up.
"Didn't you hear His Majesty ask you to get up? Could it be that you still need to ask someone to help you?" Zhang Tianwen lectured, as Wu Yi's boss, it is appropriate for him to be this "evil person" at this moment.
At this time, Wu Yi had to stand up slowly without mentioning the thank you. Inside the big tent, there was another seat at the official table, which happened to be in front of Wu Yi. Wu Yi looked at Zhang Tianwen, hoping that he would "scold" him again
A few sentences.
"Why, do you think you have made a great contribution, and you need someone to help you sit down?" Zhang Tianwen continued to "swear", and his words fell into the ears of outsiders, as if the old man saw his useless son and hated iron for not being able to make steel.
However, in the eyes of others, there is no doubt that Wu Yi belongs to Zhang Tianwen's faction, and there is not much doubt.
In fact, without the protection of Zhang Tianwen, Wu Yi would not be so comfortable now, and he doesn't know how many cold arrows would be fired.
Wu Yi sat down tremblingly. In fact, he didn't sit down at all. He was still floating.
Everyone else at the table laughed out loud.
The people who can accompany the official family are naturally the highest-level people in the Daji Dynasty. Their status is not lower than that of Zhang Tianwen, or even worse. At this table, in addition to Wu Yi and the official family, there are also
seven people.
Except for Zhang Tianwen, Wu Yi didn't know anything about these seven people in the past. At most, he could tell their identities from their clothes. Three of them were involved in political affairs, that is, prime ministers. They were responsible for politics and could actually intervene in the military. Three
He is a privy councilor and is responsible for the military affairs. Unless the holy will is strong, the status of being involved in political affairs is higher than that of the privy councillor.
Zhang Tianwen's official position was Marshal of the Northern Army. In fact, there were several Marshals of the Northern Army. The others had false titles and received only salaries. However, because Zhang Tianwen was sent as a Privy Councilor, he was able to hold real power.
The last one is the governor of Zhongdu. The governors of other realms are just one governor. However, because the position of the governor of Zhongdu is extremely important, he basically has no problem entering the two palaces, so he can be regarded as the highest-ranking person in the empire.
A group of people.
However, in terms of status, the governor of Zhongdu has the lowest status among the seven, which is inevitable.
"These three are Xianggong Li, Xianggong Wen, and Xianggong He!" Zhang Tianwen introduced the identities of several people to Wu Yi. It was just a brief introduction. It is impossible to say the details now.
It can be said that without Zhang Tianwen at this banquet, Wu Yi would have been a transparent person at this table.
Mr. Li Xianggong has a stern face. Wu Yi has never smiled since he saw him. I think he is usually a person who likes to enforce the rule of law;
Wen Xianggong smiled constantly and was the most kind, but who knew if he was hiding a knife behind his smile? How could an ordinary person be able to reach this point?
As for Mr. He in the end, perhaps because he could not get real power, his brows were a little depressed, and even his smile made people feel insincere.
The emperor thought that more and more prime ministers would decentralize power. In fact, the prime minister would get most of the power. This is determined by efficiency and does not depend on the emperor's personal will. Even ordinary people know that nothing can be done to control the water in Kowloon.
Things require concentration.
"These two are Privy Councilor Wu and Privy Councilor Ma."
Privy Master Ma, like Zhang Tianwen, is a Confucian general, gentle and easy-going. As for Privy Secretary Wu, he is a sturdy man with a scar on his face. He is obviously from a real battlefield background. He seems out of place with everyone here. He is there alone.
Keep drinking.
"This last one is Wang Fuyin!"
Wang Fuyin was the one who had the best attitude towards Wu Yi among the six people. When Wu Yi stood up to greet Wu Yi, the other five people only nodded slightly. Privy Wu did not even look at Wu Yi once.
But the prince's Yin said: "General Chen is really the new leader of the country, and his future is limitless!" Everyone likes to hear good words, but Wu Yi always feels that this person is a bit hypocritical, and he has to say why.
I can’t explain it clearly, it’s just like the sixth sense.
The official waited for Zhang Tianwen to finish his introduction, raised his glass and said to Wu Yi: "General Chen used his weak soldiers to contain the 100,000-strong army of the Northern Captives and turned the tide from collapse. Everyone, let's toast to General Chen."
The officials all stood up, perhaps because they really wanted to elevate Wu Yi's status. The Daji Dynasty respected heroes, and he, as an official, needed to set an example.
All in all, the rest of the people, regardless of whether they liked Wu Yi in their hearts or not, stood up together, toasted Wu Yi, and said long live your majesty, long live your majesty, great and endless extension.
Then, the emperor sat down according to the order, ordered the imperial banquet to be arranged, ordered the Guanglu Temple to arrange a banquet, wine was served in the Liangzhen Office, food was eaten in the Treasure and Shame Office, rice was made in the Palm Grain Office, meals were served in the high official office, and music was played in the Jiaofang Office. The emperor personally served as the emperor.
The throne was accompanied by a banquet with the Prime Minister, Wu Yi and eight other people.
For the feast, a tortoise shell was opened, and the seven treasures were inlaid with gold; the furnace was lined with unicorns, and a hundred and incense borneols were made. There were amber bells among the glass lamps, and agate cups with corals.
In the red Ying plate, there is a high pile of lin preserved luan liver; in the purple jade plate, there are camel hooves and bear paws. The peach blossom soup is clean, and the yellow sheep from the north are stuffed; the silver-threaded meat is fresh, and the red carp from the south of the Yangtze River is cut open. The golden cup is full of fragrant mash,
The cup of purple clouds is filled with floating agar liquid.
Five urn and eight gui, all kinds of flavours. Yellow, orange and green tangerine, the hall is fragrant. Snow lotus root and ice peach fill the plate to make teeth clear. Sugar is poured into it to make the lion fairy sweet, and the noodles are made into crispy and delicious food. Four kinds of precious fruits are on the plate.
The colors are absolutely fresh; the delicacies from all counties are astonishingly strange on the table.
They are all rare treasures. If there is not an emperor opposite, Wu Yi would not mind eating them. Being able to taste the delicacies of the world is also a blessing. Now, Wu Yi can only taste them briefly.
The chopsticks have been moved at each table, and a hundred or so actors have also entered, all with green turbans and bucket hats, and red robes with flowers. They play the dragon flute and beat the drum, and the sound shakes the sky; they play the brocade harp and play the silver zither, and the music is amazing.
Fish and birds fly around the beams with their long tones, dancing in dancing clothes and turning over the shadow of the moon. The crowd makes a lot of noise while singing a hundred operas, cheering in unison with the humorous remarks.
For a time, the fish and water in the tent were rejoicing together, and the monarch and his ministers were having fun together. The banquet was completed, and everyone was enjoying themselves. The Lord Wuwei has thousands of years of life, and the sky is full of joy for all directions.
Wu Yi may have been very uncomfortable and too depressed, but no matter what, at this moment, Chen Yan's name entered the ears of the highest level of the Daji Dynasty. The goal Wu Yi had always hoped to achieve, finally on this day,
It worked.
Moreover, one does not enter the upper echelon through miraculous skills, but through military merit.