Empress is His Majesty's White Moonlight

Chapter 225
In the first year of Jingwen, on October 29, Empress Wen Ning gave birth to an heir.

Emperor Yue, amnesty to the world, Haiyan from all over the world, gathered in Qin.

It was the time for the birth banquet of the emperor's heir, and the long street in the imperial capital was decorated with colorful lights. The shops and stalls were bustling everywhere, and there was an endless stream of pedestrians. It was prosperous and peaceful.

It's night, Hanyuan Hall, the banquet has already started to be lively.

The emperor's golden dragon banquet table is set on a high place, and the other people use high tables, one table for two, and they are arranged on the east and west sides.

There are nearly a hundred pieces of tableware on the Jinlong banquet table.

When setting the table, the table is set from the farthest from the throne. The first place is fresh fruit and various snacks, and the second and third place are cold meat.

The fourth way is candied fruit, etc., and the fifth and sixth way are cold meat.

The seventh and eighth routes are hot dishes, and the innermost ones are snacks, sauces and tableware.

Fruits, snacks, and cold dishes on the high table below are also full of everything that one expects to find.

The banquet had just begun, Jun Taotao was dressed in a fancy dress, with delicate makeup on her face, which added a touch of grace to her beauty, and she shuttled around the tables mischievously, eating delicious pastries.

Li Ge followed her, really suspecting that she was a porcupine.

"The emperor is here, and the empress is driving—"

A drake-like voice suddenly sounded, and there was a sudden silence in the hall.

Everyone prostrated on the ground, saluted, and shouted in unison: "Long live the emperor, a thousand years for the empress..."

Amidst the sound of greetings one after another, the emperor in a bright yellow dragon robe walked in.

Jun Beicheng is naturally heroic and aggressive, with scorching eyes, but his face is somewhat pale, and he is born with the aura of a king.

"All the gentlemen are flat."

The emperor sat on the dragon chair, waved his hands, and Fu Ling sat on his right.

She was wearing a plum-tight gown-sleeve top, a gold silk smoked gauze scattered flower skirt under it, and a big bow tied with gold silk soft smoke around her waist.

The wind servant girl has foggy temples, and there are pearl flower hairpins in her hair.

On the head is a bun with gold silk and eight treasures, a bead hairpin tied with five phoenixes in the morning sun, and a red gold plate Chi Yingluo ring on the neck.

There are stars in the girl's eyes, and there is a touch of gold between her eyebrows, which is alluring.

"Thank you, Your Majesty—"

All the ministers also sat down, and on top of the high position, the emperor looked at the civil and military officials in the hall and smiled faintly.

"All my loves, today is the birth banquet of my Prince Daqin," Jun Beicheng held Fuling's hand, looked at all the officials and said indifferently, "Spreading branches and leaves for Daqin, stretching across the country, Wen Ning has contributed a lot, General Mu They are also the elders of the town, so for this reason, I specially enshrined the Mu family as first-class heroes for protecting the country, rewarding ten thousand taels of gold and one thousand horses of brocade."

As expected of an emperor, the art of controlling dragons has reached its peak.

The speech was full of emotions, and every word and every sentence showed Wen Ning's contribution, which attracted all the subordinates to nod their heads.

Mu Yunhe immediately came out to thank him, and everyone complimented him again: "My emperor is wise, your highness is a blessing to the people of my dynasty, long live the emperor, long live, long live, the queen is thousand years old, thousand years old, thousand years old."

Jun Beicheng smiled slightly, looked at Lu Weiji who was below, and raised his voice and asked: "Lu Aiqing, I heard that there are many foreign envoys at this birth banquet, why don't you please come up quickly?"

"Yes!" Lu Weiji waved his hand with joy on his face, and there were envoys offering gifts one after another outside the hall.

The envoys of Qi, Chu, Yan, Wei, Beiyue, Western Regions, Nanfan and other big countries continued to pay tribute to rare treasures, which caused a lot of applause from the ministers of Qin.

When they arrived in the Zhao country, what caught people's eyes was the red robe of the Zhao country's crown prince, Huangfu Ting.

He has a lazy and noble demeanor, but his facial features are extremely ordinary, and his figure is slightly plump.

The country of Zhao was a small backward country, and he was regarded as a prisoner of the Qin country. This time, he came to pay tribute, probably for the sake of peace.

Huangfu Ting walked in with the servant step by step, like a group of burning flames, without the slightest caution and low-key as an envoy of a defeated country.

Beside him was a woman, that woman was wearing an off-the-shoulder gauze dress, with a swaying figure, following the man, she was wearing the Liuxian bun that Poria usually likes.

(End of this chapter)