Dedicate One’s Mind

Chapter 1038 The Emperor holds a banquet (Part 2)

"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.

But the moment he raised his head, what he saw was the smiling faces of the officials. Wu Yi was so panicked that he knelt down and saluted in a hurry. 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.

"His Majesty asked you to get up, didn't you hear? Do you need to ask someone to help you?" Zhang Tianwen lectured, as Wu Yi's boss, it is appropriate for him to be the "evil person" at this moment.

At this time, Wu Yi had to stand up slowly without mentioning the thank you. Within the large 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 a few more words.

"Why, do you feel that 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 the iron.

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 able to be so comfortable now, and there is no telling 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 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 political advisers, that is, prime ministers, who 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 mansions, so he can be regarded as the one with the highest power 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 Mr. Li, Mr. Wen, and Mr. 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;

Mr. Wen smiled constantly and was the most kind-hearted person, but who knew if there was something hidden behind his smile? There are no ordinary people who can 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 as the number of prime ministers increased, power would be decentralized. In fact, the prime minister would gain most of the power. This is determined by efficiency and does not depend on the emperor's personal will. Even ordinary people know that Jiulong's flood control cannot do anything well and must concentrate its efforts.

"These two are Privy Councilor Wu and Privy Councilor Ma."

Privy Ma, like Zhang Tianwen, is a Confucian general, gentle and easy-going. As for Privy 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 this Prince Fu 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 of the world.

Then, the emperor sat according to the order, ordered the imperial banquet to be arranged, ordered the Guanglu Temple to arrange a banquet, wine to be served in the Liangying Department, food to be eaten in the Treasure and Shame Department, rice to be made in the Palm Grain Department, meals to be served in the High Official Department, and music to be played in the Jiaofang Department. The emperor personally held a banquet on the throne with his ministers, ministers, Wu Yi and other eight people.

The tortoise shell was opened for the feast, and the seven treasures were inlaid with gold; the furnace was lined with unicorns, and the hundred and incense dragon heads were built. There are amber bells between the glass cups, and the agate cup is connected with the coral.

In the red Ying plate, there is a high pile of lin preserved and luan liver; in the purple jade plate, there is a pile of camel hooves and bear paws. The peach blossom soup is clean, and the yellow sheep in the north are blocked; the silver fish is fresh, and the red carp in the south of the Yangtze River is cut open. The golden cup is full of fragrant mash, and the cup of purple clouds is full of agar liquid.

Five urns and eight guis, all tastes are humiliating. Yellow, orange and green tangerines fill the hall with fragrance. Snow lotus root and ice peach are full of green teeth. The sugar is poured into it to make the lion fairy sweet, and the noodles are made into a crispy and delicious dish. The fruits from all directions are astonishingly fresh on the plate; the delicacies from all the 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. It is a blessing to be able to taste the delicacies of the world. Now, Wu Yi can only taste them briefly.

The chopsticks were already being moved at each table, and a hundred or so actors had also entered, all wearing blue turbans and hats, and all wearing red robes with flowers. Blow the dragon flute, beat the drum, and the sound shakes the sky; play the brocade harp, caress the silver zither, and the rhymes frighten the fish and birds. The long tones fly around the beams, and the dancing clothes turn over the shadow of the moon. The crowd was noisy during the performance of the opera, and cheered in unison even when the jokes were being made.

For a time, the fish and water in the tent were enjoying each other, and the emperor and his ministers were enjoying themselves. The banquet is complete and everyone is enjoying themselves. The Lord Wuwei has thousands of years of life, and the beauty of the sky is filled with joy.

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 echelons through miraculous skills, but through military merit.