Liu Mingzhi looked at the envoys of the countries scattered towards both sides of the hall, reached out and picked up the tea on the dragon table and tasted it and moistened his throat.

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My slightly dry throat was moisturized by the tea and felt a lot more comfortable in an instant. Liu Mingzhi, who was chewing the tea gently, suddenly thought of something again.

Just now, what Xia Gongming and his other old ministers had said with him for so long, and they thought they were already a little dry.

It’s not enough to just quench your thirst by yourself, and you have to take care of the mood of these old beloved ministers.

When Liu Mingzhi thought of this, he immediately raised his eyes and swept the envoys of the countries who were still looking for seats.

The envoys from all countries came from afar and all the civil and military officials in the court drank tea, so naturally they could not ignore them.

After all, they came to give me money, and there was a lot of money. They were full of sincerity. How could His Majesty, the Great Dragon Emperor, not even a cup of tea?

Otherwise, if others don’t come to pay their annual payment in the future, wouldn’t they be in great trouble?

"Xiao Chengzi."

"I'm here."

"Show tea to all my dear ministers and the envoys of the nations in the hall."

"Old slave obeys the order."

Xiao Chengzi stood up and walked quickly to the edge of Longtai, and waved his hands to the few eunuchs standing at the entrance of the back hall and said softly: "Your Majesty's words, I will give you tea to all the lords and the people of the various countries."

"Affect the order."

After receiving the order, several eunuchs immediately walked to the side of Longtai and stood on tiptoe and lightly tapped the number of envoys from the various countries in the hall.

They had already understood the number of civil and military officials, but they still had to carefully check how many envoys there were in the hall.

Otherwise, it would be bad if you put less tea at that time.

After the envoys of the various countries found a place to take their seats one after another, Liu Mingzhi was about to say something, but when he lowered his head, he found that there were still more than a dozen ornately dressed foreign envoys standing in the center of the hall.

Seeing the messengers standing under the dragon platform motionless, Liu Mingzhi instinctively thought that the number of cushions in the hall was not enough, so he subconsciously glanced in the hall.

Huh? Isn’t there still more than twenty pre-prepared futons next to the Dali Temple officials?

Could it be that these messengers did not see it?

Liu Mingzhi put down the tea cover in his hand and turned his gaze to the messengers in the center of the hall.

"Why don't you take your seat yet? Could it be that you don't know where to take your seat?"

Hearing Liu Mingzhi's inquiry, the old man in a gorgeous red robe at the front of more than a dozen people slowly walked forward two steps, raised his right hand and performed a strange etiquette towards Master Liu.

"Go back to His Majesty the Great Dragon Emperor, we can find where to sit down."

Young Master Liu listened to the very crappy Chinese language of the old man in red robe, and narrowed his eyes after the crown.

Shouldn't I be a Bangchen?

This old man in red robe dared to call himself us in front of him. It was such a big tone to which vassal state these envoys came from!

Liu Mingzhi's calm eyes passed through the crown on Pingtian's crown, and carefully looked at the clothes and outfits of the envoys in the center of the hall.

In my impression, I have never seen a vassal envoy wearing such clothing. Is this envoy from a small foreign country coming to Dalong for the first time?

If it was the first time that Dalong came to him, the old man in red robe called himself a man in front of him, it would be understandable.

After all, it was the first time I came to Dalong, and it was indeed reasonable not to understand the rules of Dalong.

Thinking of this, Liu Mingzhi's dissatisfaction disappeared in an instant, and he smiled and used the tea cover to tick the tea in the cup.

"Since you all know where to sit down, why not?"

"Go back to His Majesty the Great Dragon Emperor, we are here to bless His Majesty."

Liu Mingzhi paused slightly when he fiddled with tea, and looked at the old man in red robe with a smile on his face at Longtai with a slightly surprised expression. He suspected that he might have heard it wrong.

A group of envoys from vassal states told themselves that the Great Dragon Emperor was giving this word, is it certain that it was not a joke?

"Hmm? What? What are you given?"

"Go back to Emperor Dalong, it's a blessing!"

Liu Mingzhi heard the word "blessing" from the old man in red robe again and was immediately happy.

As for whether this joy is really fun or contains other meanings, only Liu Mingzhi himself knows.

Not only did Liu Mingzhi feel a little happy, but the civil and military officials in the hall subconsciously frowned after hearing the old man in red robe's poor Chinese words, and the expression on his face was as weird as it was.

Like Young Master Liu, they couldn't help but wonder if they had heard it wrong.

A small barbarian from a foreign country dared to give me this word to His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Dragon Celestial Dynasty?

Even if you eat Xiong Xin and Leopard's courage, you probably can't say such things, right?

I must have been shocked by the problem that His Majesty said just now, and thus my auditory hallucinations have not yet calmed down.

Liu Mingzhi let out a sigh of relief, lowered his head and sipped the tea, and looked down at the old man in red robe under the Longtai with fun eyes.

"You just said, are you going to bless me seriously?"

"Go back to His Majesty the Emperor, that's exactly."

This time, the civil and military officials in the hall finally confirmed that they had no hallucinations, let alone heard them wrong. The barbarian who was transformed in the middle of the hall actually said that they wanted to bless His Majesty.

Interesting! Interesting!

Oh my god, this barbarian old bastard doesn’t know what the King’s Army is, right?

Although I don’t know the name of this barbarian, I admire this person’s courage from the bottom of my heart. I am willing to call him the world’s number one ‘warrior’.

Who is this person? Where does he come from? He is even more brave than Lu Bu. I admire him, and I really admire him.

This old man who turned into a foreign barbarian didn't look like a fool. If that's the case, why did he say such words that seek death? His Chinese language is so bad. Is he really trying to say that he hopes that His Majesty can bless them, but because of his improper Chinese language, he expressed his wrong meaning?

Liu Mingzhi looked down at the old man in red robe with a faint smile on his face, as if he was not worried that he would sue him, and muttered in his heart.

Is this barbarian envoy not proficient in Chinese and expressed his own meaning incorrectly, or is this old man having some confidence that can make him calm?

"I ask you, where are you from? What's your name?"

"Go back to the Great Dragon Emperor, I am from the Roman Catholic Church, named Jelulivi, and I am the archbishop in the Catholic Church and the messenger of the Lord."

The Holy See? That's it from the Kingdom of Rome?

Near! Hasn't this Roman Kingdom been flattened by its uncle's soldiers who led the left-wing western expedition army?

The Roman Kingdom has fallen under the Iron Cavalry of the Dragon, let alone the so-called Roman Catholic Church?

Since Jelulivi, the Cardinal Archbishop, is from the Roman Cavalry, it is impossible that he has never seen the powerful scene of the Great Dragon Iron Cavalry siegeing cities and siegeing the camps in Rome!

His hometown has fallen under the cavalry of the Dalong Expedition Army. In this case, what would give him the confidence to run to Dalong's land to say such words?

Could it be that this Roman Catholic Church is not the Roman Catholic Church that I know?

Or, Jelulivi was really just because he was not proficient in the words of the dragon and expressed his meaning incorrectly.
Chapter completed!