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Murong Yuan understood, cleared his throat, and said loudly.

"I have seen the sincerity of the envoys."

"The Great Qian Dynasty has always governed the world with benevolence and virtue. Since you are all willing to submit to me, I will certainly not treat you unfairly."

"I will review each of the letters of state. Once the regulations are finalized, I will formally issue an edict to confer upon the various states the title of vassal states of the Great Qian Dynasty. They shall pay tribute on time, exchange goods and services, and live in harmony with each other."

These words were perfectly worded, giving the envoys face while also making the might of the Great Qian Dynasty clear.

Upon hearing this, the dozen or so envoys all breathed a sigh of relief, their faces showing expressions of immense relief.

They all knelt down in unison, their foreheads hitting the brick floor with a loud thud.

"Your Majesty is wise! Your Majesty is benevolent!"

"On behalf of our king, we kowtow in gratitude for Your Majesty's grace!"

"Thank you, Your Highness! Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Wang Long watched this scene calmly. After the sounds of gratitude subsided, he spoke softly, his voice carrying an air of authority.

"Since you all have this intention, then I will say a few more words."

"The Great Qian Dynasty does not deceive people, but it will never tolerate being deceived."

"Now that you have come, you are vassals of the Great Qian. If any foreign enemies invade our borders in the future, the Great Qian will not stand idly by. However, if anyone secretly acts two-faced and outwardly complies while inwardly defying us..."

He paused slightly as he spoke, his gaze sweeping over the dozen or so faces, his voice growing colder.

The terrifying pressure from the sacred realm instantly swept across the entire hall.

Everyone's expression changed drastically, and they began to have difficulty breathing.

"Don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The dozen or so envoys felt a chill run down their spines and immediately kowtowed again.

The oppressive aura of the Holy Realm was truly terrifying, giving them a feeling that they might suffocate at any moment.

"Your Highness, rest assured! We have absolutely no disloyal intentions! Absolutely no disloyal intentions!"

"If anyone harbors even the slightest disloyalty, Heaven will punish them!"

"We swear on the fate of our nation!"

Wang Long nodded, said nothing more, and turned to look at Murong Yuan.

"Your Majesty, the rest is up to you to decide."

Murong Yuan nodded with a smile and gestured to the eunuch beside him.

The old eunuch hurriedly stepped forward, solemnly accepted the scrolls of state documents, and placed them on the emperor's desk.

Murong Yuan picked up the top scroll, unfolded it, and looked at it for a moment. Then he picked up his vermilion brush and stamped his seal at the end of the official document.

"allow."

"allow."

"allow."

A dozen or so "Accurate" marks were made, each accompanied by the steady, powerful sound of the vermilion seal being stamped.

Those scrolls of imperial edicts officially came into effect, and the territory of the Great Qian Dynasty silently expanded several times over at that moment.

The officials stood on both sides, their backs straight. Although they maintained the solemnity expected of the court, they could not hide the joy in their eyes.

An old minister secretly wiped the corner of his eye with his sleeve, then quickly put it down, pretending nothing had happened.

The previously hushed discussions outside the hall now rose slightly, carrying an irrepressible excitement.

Murong Yuan put down his vermilion pen, glanced at the dozen or so envoys who were still bowing and waiting, and said loudly.

"Distinguished envoys, you have come from afar. Please stay in the palace for a meal today. I have ordered a banquet to be prepared to welcome you and wash away the dust of your journey."

The envoys quickly bowed and thanked them, saying they dared not accept such thanks.

Murong Yuan waved his hand, signaling them to step back, then looked at Wang Long, his voice lowered and tinged with a smile.

"Wang Long, don't leave yet, there's something else I want to share with you."

Wang Long met his gaze, looking at Murong Hao's mysterious appearance with some curiosity.

But he didn't ask any more questions, only nodded slightly.

"Then I shall respectfully accept your offer!"

The officials left the court one after another, and the envoys filed out under the guidance of the eunuchs.

The footsteps in the hall gradually thinned out, until only Murong Yuan, Wang Long, and Murong Hao, who was standing by, remained.

Murong Yuan then stood up from the dragon throne and stretched his slightly stiff shoulders.

He walked up to Wang Long, patted his arm, and his smile became more genuine.

"Let's go to the back hall to talk. I've had tea prepared."

Murong Hao also stepped forward, clasped his hands in a respectful and friendly manner towards Wang Long.

"Uncle Wang, please."

Although Wang Long was considered his brother-in-law, Murong Hao dared not address him that way.

Wang Long smiled and nodded, then followed the father and son toward the back hall.

After passing through a corridor and around a clump of green bamboo, tea sets were already laid out in the warm pavilion of the rear hall.

The aroma of tea wafted through the air, bathed in the afternoon sunlight.

Murong Yuan sat down in the main seat, gestured for Wang Long to sit opposite him, and personally poured him a cup of tea.

"This is the new tribute tea from this year, please try it."

Wang Long picked up his teacup, took a sip, and nodded.

"It's really good."

Murong Yuan put down the teapot, his smile faded, and his expression became serious.

"Wang Long, I would like to discuss something with you."

Wang Long looked up at him.

"Your Majesty, please speak freely, as long as I can do it."

Murong Yuan nodded, tapping his fingers lightly on the table twice, as if he were carefully choosing his words.

After a moment, he raised his head, his gaze honest and solemn.

"I wish to appoint you as a Grand Worshipper of the Great Qian Dynasty, whose status is above mine, and who will enjoy the same treatment as the Emperor."

"Within the Great Qian territory, you are the one who calls the shots."

Wang Long paused slightly in the teacup he was holding, but then regained his composure.

He put down his teacup, looked into Murong Yuan's earnest eyes, and spoke calmly.

"Your Majesty, I do not care about such empty titles."

"I know you don't care."

Murong Yuan waved his hand, his expression unwavering.

"But I care, the Great Qian Dynasty cares, the entire court cares, and the people of the land care even more!"

"You have the ability and the merit. If I don't give you the title you deserve, then I am not a competent emperor."

Murong Hao also spoke in a low voice, his tone sincere.

"Uncle, Father is thinking about the future of the Great Qian Dynasty."

"With you in charge, the surrounding countries dare not act rashly."

"This position of worship is not only a form of honor, but also a deterrent."

Wang Long remained silent for a moment.

He looked into Murong Yuan's earnest and sincere eyes, and then at Murong Hao's respectful demeanor.

Finally, he sighed softly, picked up his teacup, took another sip, and his voice carried a hint of helpless laughter.

"Since Your Majesty insists on giving it to me, then I will accept it."

Upon hearing this, Murong Yuan's face immediately lit up with a hearty smile. He slapped the table and stood up.

"Okay! Then it's settled!"

"I have ordered an imperial edict to be drafted, and it will be proclaimed to the world tomorrow."

Looking at his decisive and efficient demeanor, Wang Long couldn't help but shake his head, but he didn't refuse any further.

As the sun gradually sets outside the window, it casts a pale golden light on the tea smoke in the warm pavilion.

The three of them sat and chatted for a while longer. Murong Yuan put down his teacup, looked at Wang Long, and spoke in a somewhat casual tone.

"By the way, there's a family banquet in the palace tonight. I've had some good dishes prepared. Why don't you stay and eat with us?"

He spoke casually, yet his tone carried a hint of warmth.

Wang Long was taken aback, then smiled and nodded.

"good!"