Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

"That's right," Jiuli said without comment. If it didn't work, she would start to doubt herself. How could she, who was a super-cheating person, not be able to handle such a small matter?

"Are you just going to listen to me? Aren't you afraid that I might have other thoughts?" Fu Zeling raised his hand and touched Jiuli's hair.

"Why would I worry about this? If you really have other thoughts, they are good for me. What else can you think of?" Jiuli narrowed her eyes. It didn't matter if she really had other thoughts.

"Yes, I have fallen into your hands. How could I have any bad thoughts towards you?" Fu Zeling lowered his head. He would invite anyone who dared to snatch his wife from him to die.

"All matters concerning the envoys' visit to the capital are in your hands. Just remove the personnel you need without asking me," Jiuli straightened his expression, "It's also possible to execute first and report later."

"I will do it properly," Fu Zeling smiled.

The capital quickly got moving, and guest houses for envoys to live in sprang up. Following Wusun's actions, more and more countries requested to come for exchanges, all of them setting their sights on this land.

In March of the third year of Chengning, countless exotic faces appeared in the capital, the sound of silver bells was charming and natural, and all kinds of strange and weird things appeared in every corner of the capital.

At the morning court on this day, after leaving the envoys out for half a month, a meeting was finally put on the agenda. Civil and military officials stood on the left and right, all wearing their best court robes, determined to show their power to the other side.

"His Majesty has ordered the envoys to come to the palace." An Yang straightened his clothes, looking straight ahead, and his voice filled with inner strength echoed clearly in everyone's ears.

All the officials checked their appearance and clothes, holding their tablets with lowered brows and eyes, looking solemn and dignified. The breathing of everyone in the hall could be heard clearly.

As envoys from various countries entered the palace, their strange attire made the Minister of Rites secretly curse them for being shameless and corrupt.

"Wusun, the envoy greets His Majesty the Great Qin."

"Yuezhi, the envoy greets His Majesty the Great Qin."

"Bei Mo, the envoy greets His Majesty the Great Qin."

We have seen it again and again, but they are still following the etiquette of their own country, which is weird and looks ugly.

Jiuli's hand holding the teacup paused slightly, and her eyes glanced at the Minister of Rites. The Minister of Rites first gave his colleague a smug look, and then walked out.

"Dear envoys, your performance is respectful. This is the Great Qin, and we have an old saying that when in Rome, do as the Romans do. This is your first visit to His Majesty, so you should perform with great ceremony," said the Minister of Rites, motioning to the young eunuch to demonstrate, and someone behind him came out and repeated it in various languages.

"Since you are here, you have to kneel down. Don't even think about standing. This is not showing any respect to our Majesty at all," the man who repeated the words of the Minister of Rites said in a gibberish.

Out of desperation, the envoys of various countries paid their respects again, and only after doing this several times were they allowed to go.

"Get up," Jiuli raised her hand, and the phoenix crown on her head dropped to cover the emotions on her face, with only a hint of laughter in her words.

These guys are really capable of doing this. Who came up with all these ideas? The results are pretty good.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Speaking in the poor official language of the Great Qin Dynasty, the Wusun envoy raised his eyes and looked at him with eyes full of amazement.

Even at such a long distance, he could tell that the Emperor Qin in front of him must be a stunning beauty.

"You are not allowed to look directly at His Majesty's face. You can only look at his collar," the Minister of Rites jumped out again to provoke, "Hey, barbarians are barbarians. We will find someone to teach you in the future."

What did she say? Why don't I understand? How about you? The Moon Envoy looked at the Loulan Envoy standing next to him. The Loulan Envoy shook his head. He didn't understand either, but that look?

"Prepare your carriage, Lord Ji Ning," Jiuli watched the farce below with great interest but suddenly found it boring.

Ji Ning Palace, which was the former emperor's bedroom. In Jiuli's eyes, the people in front of him were only worthy of being there for greeting.

"Prepare your carriage, Palace Master Ji Ning." The expressions of all the officials present changed, and they knew in their hearts that they would be facing a tough battle next.

What we just saw were just appetizers, but they have given the Minister of Rites enough limelight, so it will be their turn next!

"Master Ji Ning?" The Wusun envoy, as the leader, bravely pulled the young man beside him who could speak Wusun language.

"It's the place where you envoys are received. Just follow them." The young man replied and quickly caught up with the main group. Don't touch him, he looks dirty.

The Ji Ning Palace was so magnificent and golden as requested by the old emperor during his lifetime. It was so dazzling in the sunlight that it was simply a work of art. The envoys never took their eyes off it along the way.

"Your Excellency, His Majesty the Great Qin," the Moon envoy stood up first after three rounds of drinking, speaking the official language of the Great Qin, still a little stuttering, but none of them could not maintain their expression.

"What's the matter?" Jiuli put down the teacup and gave Fu Zeling a calm and relaxed look, her voice was very clear.

"Your Majesty, I have traveled to Daqin and brought three gifts to you. Please take a look." The Moon Envoy spoke fluent Moon language, and the young man next to him also said it.

"Oh?" Jiuli raised her eyes with a distracted look.

“The first item is a hundred moon horses,” the Moon Envoy waved his hand. This could be considered a huge deal.

Yuezhi's horses are extremely well-raised. Which small country here has not heard of them? And this time they are willing to give them to Daqin?

The generals stared at the Moon's envoy with starry eyes. Such good things could be said to be the more the better, and they did not mind. However, Moon was too sensible, and it was not easy for them to do anything.

"The second item is naturally the sari produced by the moon, inlaid with various jewels and presented to His Majesty the Great Qin." In the box that came up was a sari inlaid with various jewels.

Jiuli felt that this kind of thing would definitely not be exchanged for money.

"As for the third item, please have a look, Your Majesty."

Speaking in a mysterious way, everyone looked expectant, but the next moment they felt like eating shit.

"Don't look." Fu Zeling's voice reached Jiuli's ears clearly, and his eyes were staring at the man dancing in the field.

Yes, that's right. The third gift sent by Yuezhi was the most beautiful man in their country. He was dressed in dark blue exotic attire, and he looked like a seductive vixen.

Jiuli looked at him with admiration, and became more determined to take over these countries in the future. Not to mention anything else, it would be nice to put them here and dance with them every day.

The envoys suddenly had an inexplicable bad feeling, as if someone was plotting against them?

After a long time, the dance ended, and the civil and military officials who were immersed in it instantly regained their senses. Something was wrong. This little demon must have come to confuse His Majesty! She must not enter the palace!

"Third Prince Yue, Runzhi greets His Majesty. May Your Majesty be blessed with good health." Runzhi spoke the Great Qin official language very fluently.