My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

Chapter 324 The Rhinoceros Requests Development Funds for the Sacred Flame Meow Meow Cult

The sports car led the way.

Behind them were Crown Prince Li Chengqian, riding a tall horse with his head held high, and a group of fierce generals including Cheng Yaojin.

The Xuanjia Army escorted cart after cart of spoils of war, along with prisoners of war from Tianlang Valley, who were bound hand and foot.

Like a long dragon, it slowly moves forward on Zhuque Avenue.

The military might of the Tang Dynasty.

At this moment, all the otherworldly spies hidden within Chang'an City were deeply shocked.

……

At this time.

Taiji Palace, outside the Taiji Hall.

The atmosphere, however, presented a completely different kind of eeriness and oppression.

Emperor Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty sat atop the high nine-tiered imperial steps.

His face was calm as still water, but his dragon eyes, though not angry, revealed an unparalleled domineering aura of controlling the world.

At his feet.

On the white marble square.

Kneeling, there were hundreds of people dressed in foreign attire!

These people were all the rulers and top envoys of the surrounding countries!

The King of Goguryeo, the Tibetan Zanpu, the Xueyantuo Khan...

These were once invincible overlords on the grasslands and the snowy plateau.

now.

They all lay prostrate on the cold ground, like prisoners who had made a mistake.

They even took off their magnificent royal robes and put on rough linen clothes.

To show submission.

"Your Majesty the Emperor of the Great Tang! Heavenly Khan!"

The King of Goguryeo trembled all over, his voice as mournful as a night owl.

"Xiao Wang is guilty! Xiao Wang has failed in his duty of instruction, allowing these unruly citizens to mistakenly intercept a Tang Dynasty merchant caravan!"

"To atone for my mistake, I, Your Majesty, am willing to offer all the thousand-year-old ginseng and ten-thousand-year-old black iron in the Goguryeo treasury to the Celestial Empire!"

"I only beg the Khan to calm his anger and spare my life!"

As the King of Goguryeo spoke, he kowtowed frantically.

The sounds of "bang, bang, bang" echoed in the square. Blood even appeared on his forehead, but he didn't dare to wipe it away.

next to.

The Tibetan king was also sweating profusely and quickly crawled two steps on his knees.

"Heavenly Khan! We, the Tibetans, are willing to serve the Tang Dynasty like dogs and horses for generations to come!"

"All the spiritual minerals on the snowy plateau are at the Tang Dynasty's disposal! The 300,000 iron cavalry of Tibet are ready to be dispatched by the Heavenly Khan at any time!"

"With just a word from the Heavenly Khan, Tibet will immediately change its name and be incorporated into the Tang Dynasty's territory!"

Looking at these once unruly foreign rulers.

Now they kneel at my feet like stray dogs wagging their tails and begging for mercy.

Li Shimin felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

Cool.

So cool!

This is truly a tribute from all nations!

This is the unparalleled majesty that belongs to him, the Supreme General of Heavenly Strategy and the ruler of the dynasty!

In fact, Li Shimin knew exactly what was going on.

The reason these guys were so terrified was entirely because they were scared out of their wits by the golden dragon of destiny that crossed thousands of miles that day.

Even the eyes of gods and Buddhas were swallowed whole by the dragon vein of the Tang Dynasty.

These tiny, insignificant countries are nothing compared to the mighty Tang Dynasty!

"Rise, all of you."

Li Shimin, maintaining his composure, slowly sipped the Immortal Spirit Tea.

His voice carried an unquestionable imperial will.

"Since you are willing to submit..."

"I am the ruler of all under heaven, and naturally I have the virtue of cherishing life."

Li Shimin put down his teacup, his gaze sweeping across the entire room like a sharp sword.

"From today onwards."

"Your royal titles are revoked, and you are demoted to Protectorates of the Great Tang Dynasty!"

"The territory of the Tang Dynasty extends three thousand miles outwards! All its lands are governed by the laws of the Tang Dynasty and protected by its national destiny!"

"Anyone who disobeys, or who secretly colludes with sects from other worlds."

Li Shimin sneered.

"The fate of the Turks and the Wolf Valley serves as a warning to you!"

A hammer!

Unrivaled in dominance!

"Thank you for your great favor, Your Majesty! Long live the Heavenly Khan! Long live the Heavenly Khan! Long live the Heavenly Khan!"

Hundreds of kings and envoys were granted a general amnesty.

One by one, they were so moved that tears streamed down their faces, and they kowtowed frantically once again.

To survive at the jaws of the mighty Tang Dynasty, and perhaps even benefit from some of its national fortune.

For them, this is the best possible outcome.

……

Night falls.

The entire city of Chang'an was engulfed in a sleepless carnival.

Inside the Taiji Palace.

The unprecedented victory celebration banquet officially began.

The dancers from the Jiaofangsi danced gracefully in the center of the hall, accompanied by the continuous sounds of silk and bamboo instruments.

Fine wines and delicacies, including dragon liver and phoenix marrow, filled the banquet.

But the emperor and his ministers of the Tang Dynasty were clearly not thinking about those graceful dance moves at this moment.

All eyes.

They all stared intently at the mountain of spoils piled up on one side of the main hall, gleaming with a blinding light!

This is an unparalleled treasure that was painstakingly pried back bit by bit from the treasure vault of Sirius Valley!

Boxes of top-grade spirit stones, ancient spiritual herbs exuding a rich medicinal fragrance, and defensive magical artifacts engraved with ancient array patterns.

Even the pure gold dragon pillars in the main hall of Tianlang Valley were sawed into several pieces by Cheng Yaojin and his gang of old rascals and carried back.

"Gulp."

Cheng Yaojin took a big gulp of strong liquor and wiped his mouth.

A pair of bull-like eyes stared intently at the pile of treasures, gleaming with greedy green light.

"His Majesty!"

Cheng Yaojin was the first to step forward, rubbing his two large, fan-like hands together.

"The battle is over, and we've had our fill of wine."

"Shouldn't we get down to business... dividing the spoils... cough, rewarding those who contributed?"

Yuchi Gong, Li Jing, and the others also put down their wine cups and looked at Li Shimin with eager eyes.

Everyone fought a desperate battle in the northern frontier.

Picture what?

Isn't this the moment we've been waiting for?

The fine tradition of the Tang army is to ensure that every grain is harvested and that all benefits are shared!

Li Shimin sat on the dragon throne, looking down at his old buddies whose eyes were gleaming with greed.

I couldn't help but shake my head and chuckle.

"You old fogies, you're the kind of people who won't act until you see the benefit."

Li Shimin waved his hand generously.

"Granted!"

"Besides those cultivation manuals and techniques that must be sent to the royal treasury."

"The rest of the spirit stones, magical artifacts, and elixirs."

"Rewards will be given according to the magnitude of military merit! All the generals present will receive titles and honors!"

"Long live the Emperor! His Majesty is wise!"

The generals instantly erupted in excitement, roaring and preparing to rush forward to divide the spoils of war.

Even the usually reserved civil officials, such as Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui, quietly rolled up their sleeves, preparing to go up and pick out a few rare and precious medicinal materials for prolonging life.

however.

Just as the spoils-sharing ceremony was about to reach its climax.

While everyone was immersed in the joy of suddenly becoming rich!

"etc!"

A clear, childlike voice, yet carrying an unparalleled air of authority and fierce cuteness.

It came out without warning from the direction of the rear hall of the Taiji Hall.

Followed by.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the entire court.

Princess Sizi of the Tang Dynasty, dressed in a pink Taoist robe and with her hair tied in a high bun.

She strutted around with an arrogant gait that seemed to disregard all family and friends.

They came out of the back hall with great enthusiasm.

Above her head.

The tabby cat "Fatty Four," who was getting fatter and fatter, was lazily yawning.

Sizi walked to the small hill made of spirit stones.

She stretched out her two chubby little arms, like a little hen guarding its food, and stood in front of all the veterans.

"Don't move!"

Sizi, with a serious expression, announced loudly.

"These treasures cannot all be given to you!"

Cheng Yaojin was stunned.

He scratched his bald head, looking puzzled.

"Little princess, this is something we risked our lives to capture on the battlefield."

"If you don't share it with us, are you going to keep it to breed?"

"That's right, Your Highness, you shouldn't join in the fun." The other generals also chimed in with laughter.

"No means no!"

Sizi proudly raised her fair and delicate chin.

She skillfully pulled something out of her small pocket.

With a "snap".

It was held high above their heads.

It was an exquisite token, entirely pink, with a huge cat paw print carved on it.

Pink cat paw order!

The moment I saw this token.

The Taiji Hall, which was just a moment ago bustling and noisy, was now a place of great activity.

It was as if someone had cast the most powerful celestial silencing spell on it.

moment.

An absolute, deathly silence descended!

The air stopped moving.

Time seemed to stand still.

Cheng Yaojin's smile froze completely.

Yuchi Gong's outstretched hand, which was about to grab the spirit stone, hovered in mid-air and began to tremble violently.

On the dragon throne, Li Shimin had just picked up a cup of wine when it spilled all over his crotch.

Fang Xuanling and Wei Zheng turned deathly pale and closed their eyes in despair.

that night.

Memories of "social death" when facing the Western Buddhist delegation.

Like the most terrifying nightmare, it once again gripped the throats of all the Tang Dynasty's emperor and his ministers.

"I...I didn't see wrong, did I?" Li Tai hid in the corner, covering his face and letting out a desperate wail.

Under the deathly silence of the entire audience, and the trembling gaze of everyone present.

Sizi held up a pink cat paw token.

With a solemn and dignified face, she announced the most domineering decision in the cutest voice.

"This leader hereby announces!"

"Our Vice Leader, Holy Son, and all the elders have made outstanding contributions to this great victory in the northern frontier!"

"therefore!"

Sizi pointed to the mountain of spoils in front of him.

They issued an ultimatum with righteous indignation.

"All of these spoils of war."

"One-tenth must be taken unconditionally first."

"As official development funding for my 'Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult'!"

"Do you guys have any objections?!"

"Meow~"

The fat cat Fatty Four on top of my head let out a majestic meow in perfect cooperation.

Inside the main hall.

A dead silence.

The entire court of civil and military officials, the Emperor of the Great Tang Dynasty.

They were all completely stunned by this domineering declaration of "collecting protection money".

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