After rebirth, I became a treacherous minister Black Moonlight

Chapter 664: The Dark Governor

"Arna, from now on, you belong to His Majesty. You must serve His Majesty wholeheartedly. Do you understand?"

"Yes, princess."

Zong Zhengxi was completely confused as he watched the matter being decided by the two of them.

"Lu Aiqing."

He ordered Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan sighed, this child, why can't he be his own boss?
He stood up, raised his lips and said, "Your Majesty, since Princess Loulan's kindness is hard to refuse, Your Majesty should accept the beauty."

Aimulan said respectfully: "Then please give Alna a title, Your Majesty."

Her respectfulness did not have a trace of flattery, but instead revealed a sense of neither servility nor overbearance, yet did not make people feel too overbearing.

A truly powerful master does not use his aura to crush his opponent, but is able to influence his opponent's decision invisibly.

Aimulan did it.

As expected, Zong Zhengxi said hesitantly, "I already have a queen and a concubine, and her position cannot surpass theirs."

At this time, an official from the Ministry of Rites boldly suggested: "Your Majesty, Miss Arna is from Loulan, why not give her the title of Lan Consort?"

All the civil and military officials were fascinated by Arna, and no one raised any objections at this time.

Censor Wang stood up and said, "I think this is inappropriate..."

"Arna, why don't you thank me quickly?"

Aimulan's voice sounded almost at the same time as Wang Yushi's, and her words had a stronger penetrating power, drowning out Wang Yushi's voice.

Zong Zhengxi hesitated for a moment and looked at Yao Qingluan: "What does the Queen think?"

Yao Qingluan said dignifiedly and gently: "Arna is beautiful, like an orchid in a deep valley. The title of Concubine Orchid is appropriate."

Zong Zhengxi pursed his lips and said, "Then, grant her the title of Consort Lan."

The charming Loulan dancer Yingying knelt down and said devoutly: "Alna thanks your Majesty, long live your Majesty!"

The feast continues.

Da Zhou also arranged singing and dancing to liven up the entertainment.

The sounds of stringed instruments and wind instruments in the hall are pleasant to the ears, and the dancing is graceful and fascinating.

The maids presented new dishes.

Tan'er buried her head in her meal.

Meng Lang said: "If you don't have good table manners when eating, how can you be considered a girl?"

Tan'er puffed up his cheeks with rice grains hanging from the corners of his mouth, looking like a cute little hamster.

She glared at Meng Lang when she heard this: "You want to reverse the pipe!"

"I don't care. You're not my sister."

Meng Lang said this in a nonchalant manner, picked up the newly offered fruit from the fruit plate, took a big bite, and cried because of the sourness!
Meng Qianqian took a sip of chicken soup and said, "In the first round, a Loulan beauty was squeezed in. Loulan is really not simple and came well prepared."

Lu Yuan smiled and said, "I'm afraid that I'll come prepared but never come back."

He said this during a break in singing and dancing. The hall was completely silent and everyone heard his casual voice.

The Loulan envoys looked towards him.

Lu Yuan didn't feel the slightest bit guilty or embarrassed about being caught; he just kept drinking, elegantly and calmly.

Loulan's Hercules General Donu slammed the table angrily, stood up, glared at Lu Yuan fiercely and said, "Who do you say has gone but never returned? I think you are looking for death!"

Ayimulan said: "Donu, this is the first-rank commander of the imperial court, you must not be rude."

Donu pounded his chest with his fist in disdain: "Is being a first-rank commander so great? Come and compete with me if you can!"

"Donu!"

Aimulan emphasized her tone a little.

Donu ignored the princess's dissuasion and looked at Lu Yuan provocatively: "Grand Commander, do you dare to compete with me?" Meng Lang said playfully: "Hey, big guy, do you know how powerful my brother-in-law is? Compared with him, let alone you only have some brute force, even if you are truly born with supernatural power, I guarantee that you will not last more than three moves in his hands!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the court officials began to whisper.

In his early years, he heard that the Grand Commander was a fool. Later, after a battle at the border and a fight with Prime Minister Xun, Lu Yuan's act of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger could no longer be concealed.

But if we talk about fighting with the Loulan warriors, I'm afraid... there is no chance of winning, right?

The new Minister of War’s surname is Feng.

He learned from Minister Huo's bitter experience and remained loyal to Zong Zhengxi and Lu Yuan.

He immediately pointed at Meng Lang and said, "Hey, where are you from?"

If Lu Yuan is given such a high accolade, and if he can't be defeated in three moves, won't the people of Loulan laugh their heads off?
Meng Lang smiled and said, "Where do you think I'm sitting?"

Donu said sarcastically, "Three moves? Boy, don't be so arrogant! Even if I give him ten moves, what's the problem? If he can last ten moves without falling in my hands, I will admit that he is better than me!"

"That's what you said."

Meng Lang was enjoying the fun, so he turned to Lu Yuan and said, "Brother-in-law, why don't you go teach this ignorant guy a lesson? Anyway, he said ten moves, and ten moves should be enough for you to beat him."

Lu Yuan raised his hand and slowly patted Meng Lang's shoulder.

Meng Lang raised his eyebrows and smiled.

The next moment, his shoulders tightened and he was thrown out like a sandbag.

He slammed into Donu at a speed that was almost impossible to react to. Before he could understand what was happening, his forehead hit him with a bang.

He knocked Donovan so hard that he staggered.

Donu was caught off guard and almost fell down.

He frowned deeply and asked Lu Yuan, "Is this your first move?"

Lu Yuan curled his lips and sneered: "You are not qualified to fight with me. This is your sandbag. If you beat him, I will give you a chance to show off your fists in front of me."

A first-rank commander-in-chief will teach every conceited person what true arrogance is.

The Loulan envoys were all stunned.

Meng Lang was also confused.

I finally managed to trick my brother-in-law, but I never expected to get myself involved.

Your brother-in-law is still your brother-in-law!
Donu looked at Meng Lang coldly: "This weakling can't even withstand a punch from me! Admit defeat as soon as possible, or you'll die in an ugly way. Your Majesty will blame me for not being gentle enough!"

Zong Zhengxi opened his mouth.

Before he could figure out how to respond, Lu Yuan spoke first: "It doesn't matter, if you kill him, it's my fault."

Meng Lang's body trembled: "......!!"

Tan Er held her chin with her fists, her eyes glowing green: "Fight! Fight!"

Donu glared at Lu Yuan angrily. He was born with supernatural powers but not a natural brain. If he tried to provoke Lu Yuan, he would just be provoked by Lu Yuan to the point that he would forget who he was.

He walked towards Meng Lang who fell to the ground: "As long as I can beat you, it will be fine?"

Meng Lang was stunned: "I didn't say that..."

"Well!"

Donu made the final decision.

Meng Lang: "Hey! I already told you I didn't agree!"

Donu raised his iron fist like a hammer and smashed it hard on Meng Lang's head!
Meng Lang's face changed and he quickly rolled to the side, kneeling on one knee to support his body.

Donu's fist hit the ground, creating a crack in the cold, hard floor.

The corners of Meng Lang's mouth twitched.

No way, this time it’s really a big deal…

(End of this chapter)