The Taisho mission was arranged at the end, and Ling Yan was still sitting on a gold-painted pillar, with a dragon coiled on the pillar, there were eighty-two such pillars in the Wuying Palace, which were the top pillars, and this black and white palace was too similar in other aspects except for the general tone in his eyes.
Since he can rely on it, Ling Yan is naturally happy to rely on it, lazily holding a pot of wine in his hand, drinking it himself, occasionally doubling Duan Chun and Zhao Muchun, but the latter two are obviously not in the mood to drink, Duan Chun glanced at Ling Yan, I don't know how this Ling Si Ming can still drink at this time, maybe today the three of them can't even get out of this Wuying Hall and will be taken down.
The danger of this trip Duan Chun thought that he had already exceeded his original expectations, and according to the plan, even if the attitude of the original Ji Chi tribe was now strong in the Great Zhou Kingdom, he would not do anything, after all, the two armies would not fight yet.
But when his group was arranged into the Pear Blossom Palace, and there were a group of masters around him monitoring at any time, Duan Chun knew that things were different from what everyone expected, and he originally planned to rescue His Royal Highness the Crown Prince back to China, but now that he and the others were mud bodhisattvas, it was difficult to protect himself.
"This old man, do you want to have a bite?"
While Duan Chun was thinking about how to get out, Ling Yan somehow stood up with his wine glass and walked towards the little chief.
At the beginning of the whole state banquet, everyone was sitting, although this side was only the end of the hall, but because of the Taisho Mission, it had always attracted everyone's attention, and even Kenichi glanced at it with his spare eyes.
When everyone saw Ling Yan standing up and walking towards the small tribe chief who didn't know what it was called, they all turned around and stopped what they were doing.
They already knew the identity of the young man who was leaving with a drink, and it was no worse than any of the people present, and even some chiefs were not as powerful as him, so Ling Yan's little movements attracted their attention.
In front of everyone's eyes, the chopsticks that the old chief had just picked up immediately didn't know how to place them, and he didn't know what to do with the mouthful of meat that he had just put in his mouth, and finally he could only swallow it in one gulp, and then saw the envoy of the Taizheng Dynasty, who had slaughtered the son of the butcher of the Northland, and now Ling Yan, who was ordered by the Dazheng Dynasty, bent down and spoke softly to him, and he panicked.
Ling Yan thought that his ears were not very flexible, so he raised his voice and shouted, "This chief, doesn't Ling Yan know that you drink a glass of wine?"
The old chief immediately stood up and said with a flattering smile: "Where, where, this is the honor of the old man."
After speaking, he took the wine glass in Ling Yan's hand, and then drank it all, and after drinking, the wine glass proved that he had drunk it all, and as soon as he drank it like this, Zamu Qizhen's eyes suddenly turned cold at an unremarkable moment, and there will be dozens of more corpses in the north tomorrow.
Ling Yan laughed and shouted, "Who else among you would like to have a glass of wine with me?"
I am the son of Ling Yuanshan, the butcher you have been shouting for more than ten years, and now I am also the notorious Fourth Division of the Prison Heaven Division Ling Yan.
In fact, I still have a layer of identity in the Honglu Temple of the Imperial Court, and Mr.
Jian Yi of the Sword Tomb is more familiar. ” "Ling Siming, what are you doing?"
Duan Chun stood up and shouted, "You are now representing my Taizheng Imperial Court, how can you look like a drunkard." ” Ling Yan smiled and continued: "Lord Duan, since you said that I represent Taizheng, then there is no need to dwell on it at this time, what I do will only be beneficial to Taizheng."
Everyone's eyes were on Ling Yan, what was this Dazheng Ling Si Ming going to do, even Han Zi, Cao Qing, Zamu, Qi Zhenjian and other bigwigs couldn't guess what Ling Yan was going on.
Ling Yan slammed the wine glass in his hand to the ground, and the fragments splashed on the other people behind the table, but these people who were accidentally injured didn't say anything, Zamuqi really sneered, but he wanted to see what this Ling Si Ming was going to do.
"My identity has been introduced, just now I toasted this little chief with a glass of wine, I don't know if you have noticed that there is a moment of ruthlessness in the eyes of the Great Zhou Emperor, I can't think of a day, the tribe where this old chief belongs will not exist."
Ling Yan seemed to be drunk, he talked one meal at a time, and occasionally hiccuped, but fortunately, what he said was quite clear, then my old chief's face turned pale, and he didn't ask Zamuqi Zhen for mercy, he directly hit the pillar and died, anyway, begging for mercy is useless at this time.
Cutting this old chieftain who had finally lived for such an old age hit the pillar and died without hesitation, everyone didn't say that they had any understanding in their hearts, but at least they were a little touched.
Ling Yan didn't look at this dead man who was killed by himself, and stood in the middle of the main hall, watching everyone continue to talk.
"You think I killed this one, right?"
Ling Yan asked rhetorically, that casual expression made some people start to dislike him, the person sitting in front did not speak, and some tribal leaders in the middle seat stood up and scolded Ling Yan for being unintentional and immoral, a complete madman, a murderer.
As soon as one person opened his mouth, more people echoed, and these people who opened their mouths and scolded Ling Yan angrily were all people who planned to go to the Great Zhou Kingdom, after all, the situation in the north was that their small tribes couldn't play, so they could only find a backer.
At this moment, Ling Yan pointed coldly at Qianfu, stretched out a finger and pointed in a circle ahead, and said softly, "Everyone who scolded me just now is rubbish." ” What is the tone, what is the practice?
Even Jian Yi didn't expect Ling Yan to do this to those people that Zamu Qi had really arranged earlier.
Without waiting for those people to speak again, Ling Yan continued: "I don't think it's anything if you are in a hurry to find a backer, after all, this is all normal.
But by stepping on the shoulders of the Taisho Kingdom, you are really courageous, and in the future, my Taisho Peerless Iron Hoof will definitely step on your tribes, but when the time comes, I don't know how to write the process of destroying you in my Taisho history books?
Did you write that you trampled on the tribes, or did you occupy the counties of the Great Zhou Kingdom?
” At the end of this sentence, the distinction between tribes and counties is Ling Yan's big move to be crazy these times, in addition to the remaining seven tribes who are still capable of maintaining the name of the tribe, can the other small tribes still maintain the existence of the tribe?
Not all tribes are willing to attach themselves to the Great Zhou to become the county of the Great Zhou, after all, the land of their tribe is handed down by their ancestors, and the land of their ancestors is so handed over, who will be willing.
"Everyone, I, Ling Yan, am here to say a word, if the Great Zhou launches a war against your tribe in the future, I will help you, don't doubt that my intentions are for other purposes, I can't think of so many secret purposes, I just don't want to see the growth of the Great Zhou, after all, the people of the world have only been more than ten years since the end of the era of the princes' wars, and everyone likes these more than ten years of stable time."
Everyone was silent, although there have been occasional frictions over the years, but compared to the original years, it is indeed very good.
Ling Yan continued: "But after the Great Zhou grows stronger, their ambitions will not decrease, they will keep waging wars to gain more people in the territory, so that the people of the world can still be stable, no."
Therefore, I would like to give you such a promise in the name of Taisho Kook. ” The qi around Cao Qing began to converge, and the people standing beside him began to retreat consciously, Cao Duwei's strength seemed to never bottom out, at least now no one in the north could accurately say his strength.
Ling Yan naturally felt the air circulating on Cao Qing's side, and suddenly remembered that he had been killed by Cao Qing with a single shot and couldn't move on the ground, did this Cao Du Lieutenant plan to do it again?
Ling Yan stepped back with his right foot in a semi-circular step, and his left foot did not move and shouted, "Come on!"