met free Chapter 504 Returning to Mother’s Home
Chapter 504 Returning to Mother’s Home
"What should we do, Lord Xia? The Khan of the grasslands..."
The guards were already sweating coldly, not daring to imagine how the emperor would react if this news were passed back to the palace.
Xia Su took a look and luckily the rest of the envoys did not change their route, otherwise, he would be too embarrassed to face them...
At this time, the front row of the grassland envoys had already moved in the direction of Linlang Street, and everyone followed the two bosses without hesitation, riding their horses towards Linlang Street.
Xia Su could no longer tolerate this and ordered his men to stop the diplomatic envoys.
"We are politely driving to the post station for the grassland envoys. We have changed the route without permission. I wonder what the Khan means by doing this?"
The envoy headed by the World Group rode on his horse and looked down at Xia Su: "Lord Xia, why are you so panicked? Our Khan is just stopping by to see his old rival, King Zhao."
Xia Su said righteously: "If you want to see King Zhao, you can also see him at the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet. When you come to the capital, the first person you should see is the emperor. The emperor is the emperor of Dasheng and his status is higher than King Zhao! What you are doing is not in accordance with the rules and it undermines the emperor's dignity."
The envoy said with disdain: "Our Khan can meet whoever he wants to meet. Why should we grassland people care about your pedantic rules?"
He patted the horse under him and rode straight past the guards blocking the road: "What if I meet King Zhao first? If the dignity of the emperor is damaged just because of the order of meeting, then forgive me for being blunt, your dignity is bullshit."
"Vulgar language!"
Xia Su pointed at the envoy excitedly:
"You! You speak so arrogantly! You don't respect His Majesty!"
"Respect? Am I not telling the truth? I am respecting the facts."
The envoy was worthy of being an envoy. He used the language of the Dasheng people to rebuke Xia Su.
"We just stopped by to see how King Zhao was doing after returning from exile. In your eyes, it's as if we set fire to a street in the capital."
Four years ago, when the Xin family was around, he came to Dasheng on behalf of the Bol Grassland as a tributary country to pay homage and present gifts, and suffered a lot of humiliation.
Now it's his turn to be arrogant.
We really have to thank Emperor Dasheng for withdrawing the Xin family army and personally sending the Valkyrie to their Bol grassland!
The envoy felt happier the more he thought about it. He finally got rid of his anger today.
"Don't forget, we are not rushing here to offer gifts like those small vassal states. Boer and Dasheng are now equal in status. We are here to discuss business."
He patted the horse's head and said, "This is a good horse from the grassland. One kick from its hoof can cripple a person. Lord Xia, do you want us to visit Prince Zhao's mansion on the way, or do you want to engage in combat now?"
Xia Su's face turned pale. After a moment's silence, he stiffly asked the guards to make way for him.
The guards' faces turned red and they mechanically made way for these arrogant grassland people. When had they ever been humiliated like this by some grassland ruffians?
Four years ago, a delegation of envoys from the grassland came to the capital, well-behaved and enthusiastic.
Everything started to change after the Zhaoping Marquis Mansion case three years ago!
Xia Su gritted his teeth in humiliation, watching the grassland envoys passing by them, "Two more teams, follow me, and see what the Zhao Palace is going to do!"
--"yes!"
He led his men towards Linlang Street.
Alas, I always feel bad every time I come to Linlang Street.
Xin Ningyu and Yan Chaoyue made such a big noise that the onlookers also saw the mysterious woman turn her horse around and gallop towards Linlang Street, and they hurriedly followed to watch the fun.
"Uu——"
Xin Ningyu rode the black horse all the way to the gate of Prince Zhao's mansion, then he pulled the reins to stop the horse.
"Uncle Luo, I'm back! Please help me take the horse away--"
Xin Ningyu dismounted cleanly and swiftly, and excitedly called out to Mr. Luo, who had helped him lead the horse at the Zhaoping Marquis's Mansion. Halfway through his call, he looked at the imposing plaque of the Zhaowang Mansion, and the smile on his face stopped, and the rest of his words got stuck in his throat.
She suddenly realized that all the servants of the original Zhaoping Marquis Mansion were gone.
At this time, the gate of Prince Zhao's mansion opened, and a lame old man walked out. When he saw Xin Ningyu, his eyes were filled with tears: "Miss San, the old man is still here!"
"It's just that my legs and feet are a little unsteady. Sorry to have kept you waiting."
"Those of us who served in the Marquis' Mansion back then have all returned."
"I'm just afraid you won't recognize us."
Xin Ningyu had been on the battlefield for the past three years and had never cried no matter what kind of difficulties she encountered. When she saw Mr. Luo limping out, tears were already welling up in her eyes.
"I recognize it, I recognize it."
She looked behind Uncle Luo and saw Prince Zhao and his wife were already standing at the gate of the mansion.
"Father, mother!"
The tears that Xin Ningyu had been holding back suddenly fell like beads from a broken string, and she ran into the arms of her father and mother.
"Yu'er, I'm glad you're back!"
"Sit down and talk. Let's sit down. There are still many days to come!"
Although King Zhao and his wife said so, they held Xin Ningyu tightly and refused to let go, fearing that their daughter who had returned to them was an illusion.
Everyone had red eyes when they met each other. They entered the gate of Prince Zhao's Mansion. Just as the gatekeeper was about to close the door, suddenly, a pair of large bronze hands blocked the crack of the door!
The servant was startled and quickly let go of the person who came outside the door. He was so shocked that his jaw dropped: "Fuck, a grassland person?"
Yan Chaoyue squeezed in through the crack in the door and smiled friendly: "My name is Yan Chaoyue, and I'm your uncle."
The servant was frightened half to death by his rough appearance and shocking words, and hurriedly called out to Prince Zhao and his wife who were about to leave: "Your Majesty, there is a man outside who claims to be my son-in-law!"
Everyone turned around after being called out like that. Xin Ningyu saw Yan Chaoyue standing at the door feeling a little awkward, so she hurried over and pulled him in front of Prince Zhao and his wife, "Father and mother, this is my husband, the Khan of the Grassland, Yan Chaoyue."
Yan Chaoyue spoke, with a deep and rough grassland appearance, speaking authentic Chinese: "Greetings, father and mother, I am Ning Yu's husband Yan Chaoyue, you can just call me Xiaoyan!"
The main reason was that they had known the news in advance and had made sufficient preparations. However, when the biggest enemy that they had defended against on the border in the past showed an enthusiastic and nervous smile and called themselves father/mother, King Zhao and his wife felt as if they had eaten mushrooms and were completely confused by the word "father/mother".
"Ah, hahahaha, please come in, let's sit down and chat slowly."
It took King Zhao a long time to digest this fact. He laughed dryly and asked the two to go to the main courtyard first.
In the main courtyard, Jiang Lili, Xin Che and their group were already waiting. When they saw several figures at the gate, everyone except Jiang Lili was excited when they saw Xin Ningyu. But when their eyes fell on Yan Chaoyue, who was dressed in Khan's clothes, their expressions froze again, especially the two brothers of the Xin family who had fought against the Khan of Bol Grassland many times.
Jiang Lili secretly made a gesture to cheer Yan Zhaoyue up.
Don't be afraid at the critical moment!