Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 121 – Long Live and Promise
With a loud voice, she swept away the haze in front of her eyes, and pointed her sword at the sky.

"Soldiers! Although you are very reluctant, there will always be someone who will bear this infamy! A man born in troubled times should carry a three-foot sword and make an indelible contribution. I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood. I hope you will continue to improve yourself in the future! Let my concubine Become the last traitor in the history of Dafeng!"

"Long live the people of Dafeng!"

There was silence, the soldiers looked at each other, what did they hear?Long live the people of the wind?

Hasn't it always been His Majesty who deserves the title of Long Live for generations to come?This Princess Shun actually said Long live the people of Dafeng?

In the eyes of Tianhuang nobles, the lives of these commoners have always been contemptible, like nothing.

From the sincere eyes of this princess, they saw respect for the first time. Li Qingmei was surrounded by soldiers in the middle of the crowd, and some soldiers who were close could even see the tears of gratitude in her eyes!
"Long live the Gale Empire! Long live Your Majesty!"

One after another roars resounded through the sky.Many soldiers even secretly felt that this sentence was just a pretentious empty slogan on weekdays, and they had never shouted from the bottom of their hearts like they are today, full of an unprecedented sense of belonging.

Surrounded by the soldiers, she raised her whip and rode away.

After today, I believe that with her foreshadowing, it will have a profound impact on the prestige of my prince in the army.

Sikong Que is a man who is good at maneuvering, he will definitely gain a firm foothold in the army!
On the 17rd of the first month of the 23th year of Dafeng Jianzhang, Prince Shun, Sikong Que devoted himself to maintaining the glory of the empire. He contracted a serious illness and refused to heal himself.

Prince Shun's concubine Li Qingmei, on behalf of the empire, went to a meeting where the Yan bandits lost their power and humiliated the country, accompanied by Dingyuan Hou Tushan Banxia. (Excerpted from Chapter 5, Section [-], General History of Dafeng Guozuo Chronicles)
Feng Zhan was left in the camp by Li Qingmei to take care of the unconscious Sikong Que, and Jiang Jiongyu insisted on accompanying him to personally protect Li Qingmei's safety.

But Tushan Banxia personally led five thousand elite soldiers to accompany him.

On Zhulu Slope, the bark of the big tree on the top of the slope is peeled off and painted into a statue of a god with fangs and blue face that looks like a human face.

At this time, a man was wearing Chu Hong's divine robe embroidered with a mysterious totem silver border, wearing a divine hat, holding a drum in his left hand and a mallet in his right.

His eyes were half-closed, and after a few yawns, he started to beat the drums, then got up, beat the drums, jumped, and sang, with an extremely deep tone.

The people kneeling at his feet imitated the movements and chirping of birds, worshiped devoutly, and put the blood and fat of cattle and sheep on the mouth of the statue for blessing.

After the ceremony was over, everyone knelt down and shouted long live.

But after listening carefully, they found that they were not calling Yanhuang, but Huyan Guoshi Long Live!

In the Great Yan Empire, Emperor Yan, who is as honorable as the king of a country, in the eyes of the people of Great Yan, can only be respected as His Majesty Changle Wuji at best!

When Li Qingmei and his party arrived, the national teacher Huyan Wuju was lazily leaning on the throne covered with thick brocade and engraved with ferocious faces.

Hearing the news from his subordinates that the gale had arrived, he didn't sit still, and he didn't even raise his eyelids, he just squinted his eyes slightly.

"Is the Dafeng royal family all dead? They sent a woman who can't stand on the stage to attend the meeting! What a joke in the world!"

Li Qingmei has already learned from Jiang Jiongyu that this man who still can't see the true face of Mount Lu is Dayan's national teacher who is above the imperial power - Huyan Wuju.

"Master Huyan is right. As a concubine, isn't she just suitable for this meeting?"

Aren't the female stream who can't be on the stage and the treaty of humiliating power and humiliating the country that is also not on the stage, a perfect match?
Isn't the honorable Master Huyan also...

Everyone in the venue realized that she was pointing fingers at Sang Huai, and they all gasped.

(End of this chapter)