The First Tyrant of Daxia

Eating is supposed to be a very pleasant thing.

But the atmosphere at the dinner table was a little strange at this moment.

Qin Yun glanced at Murong Shunhua, and then at Oppatra.

Both women said nothing.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little cold.

Qin Yun had a headache.

Just then, Sophia came in with a large plate.

Seeing this, Qin Yun hurried over to meet him.

Sophia said quickly: "Your Majesty, you are an emperor, how can you do such things that servants do? Just let me do it."

"It's okay, let me help you."

At this moment, Qin Yun was not thinking about helping Sophia carry the things over, but wanted to stay away from those two people with cold auras.

Sophia naturally couldn't resist Qin Yun, so Qin Yun took the plate from her and brought it to the table.

Then they started to set out the breakfast.

Sophia picked up two bowls of medicinal food and said, "Your Majesty, Sister Murong, I heard that you were injured. This is the medicinal food I made specially for you."

Murong Shunhua's cold face suddenly showed a smile: "Thank you for your concern, sister."

The cold atmosphere was suddenly broken.

Qin Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

But he saw Opatra's faint gaze looking at him.

Qin Yun quickly pushed the medicinal food in front of him over and said, "Opatra, as my chief internal affairs officer, you must take good care of yourself. How can you continue to work for me without a healthy body?"

"You can eat this medicinal food."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

This time, Opatera did not refuse and took Qin Yun's medicinal food.

Sophia then realized, "Oh! I forgot about Lady Opatra's part. I'm so sorry."

There was a hint of guilt on her cute round face.

Murong Shunhua saw Sophia's guilty expression, took her hand and said, "Sophia, it's okay. It's not your fault. After all, you wouldn't have thought that someone would come here so early in the morning and have breakfast with us."

Opatra looked depressed and thought, didn't you ask me to stay?

It seems that she is still unfamiliar with Daxia's courtesy and etiquette.

Qin Yun sighed, and finally decided to just give up.

He just ate the food in front of him.

I have to say that Sofia’s cooking skills are quite good. Her dishes are delicious and appetizing.

Even Murong Shunhua and Opatra were impressed by Sofia's craftsmanship and stopped fighting openly and secretly.

"Sophia, your cooking skills are really good!" Qin Yun did not hesitate to praise her.

Murong Shunhua and Opatera also nodded in agreement.

This was the first time the two of them had the same opinion.

After eating, Qin Yun went to attend the morning court.

……

The Royal Palace of the British City.

At this time, many ministers were already lined up in the palace, waiting for their emperor to arrive.

Among these ministers, there were officials transferred from Daxia, officials from the British city, and some officials transferred from Noahville Castle.

At this time, there was no gap between them. Some officials who had a good relationship could even chat and joke with each other.

Jinzhu was also among these ministers, but since he was new, none of them knew him.

Even among the officials who also came from Daxia, few knew Jinzhu.

Because Jinzhu was mainly responsible for weapons research in Daxia and rarely attended court. In addition, these Daxia officials were basically young officials, so it was normal that they didn't know Jinzhu very well.

But I heard that you must have heard of Jinzhu's name.

The reason why almost all the officials from Daxia were arranged to come here was mainly because the older officials simply could not endure such a long journey. By the time they arrived in Daying City, they might have lost half their lives.

In addition, people in Great Britain are unfamiliar with the place and it is easy to get acclimatized. If you get sick, you may die.

Young people are different.

In terms of physical fitness, young people are undoubtedly better, and their minds are more open and active, and they can better accept and absorb Western culture.

Therefore, this group of young officials from Daxia responded to Qin Yun's order and came here.

"Jinzhu, what are you daydreaming about?"

A chuckle sounded from behind. Jin Zhu turned around and saw that it was Mu Le, Ping Jianlou and others.

After Jinzhu greeted them one by one, he asked, "General Mu, how come these Westerners can speak the Daxia language?"

When he came in just now, he discovered that these Western officials basically knew how to speak the Daxia language, and they spoke it very fluently, otherwise they would not be able to communicate with the Daxia officials.

Mu Le smiled and said, "This is Daxia's territory. Isn't it normal for Westerners to speak Daxia's language?"

A trace of respect flashed in his eyes: "After conquering the city of Great Britain, His Majesty ordered that all territories under the jurisdiction of Great Xia must learn the Great Xia language and set the Great Xia language as the official language!"

“So, it’s not surprising that these Westerners can speak the Daxia language.”

Jin Zhu was born in the Lie tribe and was the great lord of the Lie tribe. He attached great importance to the concept of clan. After hearing Mu Le's words, he asked in confusion: "The language is left by our ancestors. Are these Westerners willing to change the language? Isn't this betraying our ancestors?"

"Of course they refused at first!"

A hint of sneer flashed in Mu Le's eyes. "But what kind of person is Your Majesty? How could they refuse? Under Your Majesty's thunderous measures, these Westerners had no choice but to agree."

"But your majesty is not being rude. We are only asking the people in the West to make the Daxia language their official language, rather than asking them to abandon the Western language. This way, they will naturally be more receptive."

Mandarin refers to the language used in official occasions. In serious places like the morning court, Mandarin must be used. In casual occasions like at home, who would care what language you speak?

Long Xiao interrupted, "And your majesty has also ordered that not only Western officials, but even Western common people must be able to speak the Daxia language as the official language for communication."

"In the words of His Majesty, everyone in the world must speak the language of Daxia. All those damn Western languages ​​must get out!"

Speaking of this, a look of admiration flashed in Long Xiao's eyes.

The same was true for Daxia officials such as Mu Le and Ping Jianlou.

As a Daxia person, the whole world speaks Daxia language, and Daxia language is the official language. How proud and proud we are!

The people of Daxia were proud of it.

Moreover, a unified language can strengthen Westerners' sense of belonging and is conducive to the stability of world unification.

There are many benefits to owning one.

Jin Zhu couldn't help but sigh: "Your Majesty is truly a rare saintly monarch! People of my generation are so lucky to be able to serve Your Majesty."

"We are so lucky! We are so lucky!" Mu Le and others laughed loudly, with a proud tone.

At this moment, the Holy Chariot has arrived.