Food rights and wine beauty: turn a god to farm

Chapter 687 Invitation Letter
This god-giving ceremony is to truly grant the divine power of the Dongyang Empire to An Ning, and she will also become the first national teacher of the Dongyang Empire.

Originally, when Emperor Dongyang proposed, An Ning vetoed it. She just thought it was unnecessary, but now she has to do it.

The invitation card is very simple, it is just the words of the invitation, but a national emblem of the Dongyang Empire is added at the end.

An Ning believed that as long as she saw this pattern, Wei Sichen would definitely come.

On the contrary, Emperor Dongyang felt a little uneasy.

The prestige of Emperor Chen Tian has spread far and wide in the mainland these days, and everyone who mentions it can't help but shudder, wishing to stay far away without being discovered.

Now that the Dongyang Empire is coming together, they are afraid that if they don't get what they want, they will be missed.

He also couldn't understand the intention of the national teacher, but since the other party said to give it away, he had no choice but to give it away, but he just prayed in his heart that there would be no more problems.

The first national teacher, and the first envoy to appear after the beast left for so many years, the god-giving ceremony naturally couldn't be sloppy, and the whole country became popular, even more grand and lively than the enthronement ceremony of the emperor.

Kangkang, Yuexian, Xiao Luo and others who didn't know that their father had news also participated in the preparation and arrangement of the ceremony with great interest.

It was also the first time for the three of them to show their strength, which shocked the people around them again.

However, those who knew about God Servant's cultivation didn't have much doubts, and their identities were An Ning's disciples, so it was not surprising that they had such abilities.

On the contrary, those god servants who have just touched the threshold of cultivation have hot eyes and work harder in cultivation, only hoping that one day they can also possess divine arts.

The invitation letter from the Dongyang Empire was not only sent to Anchen Kingdom, many other countries also received it, but their attitudes towards it were different.

Some are curious, some are disdainful, some are malicious, and some are contemptuous.

Most of these curious people are countries near the Dongyang Empire, and they basically trade with the Dongyang Empire. They have also heard about the recent changes in the Dongyang Empire, and they are somewhat interested in the sudden appearance of the National Teacher.

Of course, it's just an interest. The Dongyang Empire has lagged behind for too long, and unless their patron saint returns, they still won't be able to be taken seriously.

However, among those invited, there was one person who reacted the most differently.

When receiving this invitation letter, the clerk of An Chenguo almost sneered and put it aside. If there was a trash can by his side, he might as well just throw it in.

However, there was a person beside him who was disdainful of the Dongyang Empire's overtures, but also malicious, so he put this invitation letter in, and waited for the other party to provoke the emperor's wrath and destroy this small country directly.

"Lord Yu, this is today's memorial document." The two clerks carried a pile of documents into the hall, saw the young man dozing off in the first seat, hesitated for a while, but spoke cautiously.

Don't look at this lord as the emperor's bodyguard, but not only is he trusted by Emperor Chentian, but also his reputation is not inferior. You must know that he is the leader of the frightened monster cavalry.

In the Dongyang Empire, and even in other countries, no one dared to underestimate this young boy who looked very young.

The young man was Xiaoyu, now named Baiyu.

He rolled his eyelids and saw the hilly pile of cloth and bamboo slips, the corners of his mouth twitched, wishing they could wave his hands to let them carry them away.

But thinking that Big Brother Wei was not in a good mood recently, he had no choice but to leave things reluctantly in the end.

Flipping through those papers boredly, yawning at the same time, this task has exercised his half-hearted skill.

After a while, the pile of documents was divided into two piles, one pile was given to Emperor Chen Tian to read personally, and the other pile was thrown back to the courtiers for disposal.

He stretched himself, casually twirled a plum, threw it into his mouth and chewed it, while grabbing a roll of cloth next to him, opened it and swept it casually, before throwing it into the pile for the courtiers to review, but he suddenly stopped, Eyes widened, then took it back and spread it out for another look.

But when he saw the pattern under Bubo's signature, his eyes widened, and he stood up in a moment of excitement, overturning the desk, and the divided documents fell all over the floor, but he just held his hands tightly Looking at the cloth on the bed, his cheeks hesitated, and his hands trembled slightly.

The two clerks waiting by the side were startled, thinking something happened, they immediately knelt down and shouted, "Your Excellency, calm down."

But there was no movement for a while, and he couldn't help but secretly raised his head, and saw the other party holding a document, with a grim expression on his face, as if he was very angry.

Looking at the document with the special pattern, it was clearly the invitation letter from the Dongyang Empire. The two felt annoyed and hated at once, they should have cut up the invitation letter and threw it away.

I don't know if the lord's anger will affect the two of them.

But the next moment, they saw the lord carrying the document and strode away in a 'furious' stride.

The two looked at each other, and then became more and more uneasy. At the same time, they kept cursing and cursing Dongyang Empire in their hearts. If they hadn't sent this thing over their own means, they wouldn't be in danger of being blamed.

In the blink of an eye, a month later, the Dongyang Imperial City was almost full, and there were people walking around everywhere in the streets and alleys. There were people from various states and cities from their own countries who came to participate in the god-giving ceremony, and there were also businessmen from other countries who came to watch the god-giving ceremony out of curiosity. clan.

Fortunately, the current means of transportation are still relatively backward, otherwise I am afraid it will be even more full.

In the Tianci restaurant outside the palace, the delicate young man was lying on the window sill looking down at the passing crowd, pinching the feet of the golden-red bird standing on his shoulder in boredom.

"I really want to go play with Kangkang and the others." The boy sighed.

The pinched bird kicked his cheek directly, "It's so noisy, how many times have you sighed, just go if you want."

"Oh, Big Brother Wei won't let me go." The boy sighed again, and raised his hand to pluck the hard feathers of the fiery red bird.

The fiery red bird, that is, the small golden eyes rolled up, and muttered, "Who told you to listen to him like that, he is not peeping every day."

But even though it said so, it was obviously a little guilty. It looked around, afraid of being heard by the other party.

To be honest, he was also a little afraid of that person, not because of his strength, but because of his blood pressure.

He sometimes doesn't understand why the other party is obviously just a human being, why he feels the blood pressure from the other party.

Especially after he became Emperor Chentian, that kind of blood coercion became even heavier.

It has also guessed whether the other party is some powerful reincarnation, but if it can go to the point of coercing its bloodline, it must at least have a higher bloodline level than its bloodline.

It is the son of the Emperor of Heaven, with the purest bloodline in the world, except for those great gods or four-dimensional beasts in the ancient times, even the bloodlines of phoenixes or dragons may not be able to surpass it.

(End of this chapter)