Daming: At the beginning, the big snow dragon rides to create a martial arts court

"That Fang Yeyu is also in the mission."

"I heard that someone from the imperial court will deal with him today?"

"When will it start? I think Fang Yeyu is not pleasing to the eye for a long time, I hope the court sends someone to blow him up!".

Chapter 119 Wala also dances first!Shame on Meng Yuan!

The noisy noise is two extremes compared to the silence on the high platform.

The Mongolian envoy stopped on the No.80 stairs and bowed to salute: "Chahan Timur bows down to His Majesty the Emperor!"

Zhu Qiyu said indifferently: "The way of humanity is that the king of Ruyang is handsome and majestic, and his reputation is indeed well-deserved."

"Your Majesty praises me so much, I am ashamed.~"

"Your envoy came from afar, so you don't need to be too polite, let's be flat." Zhu Qiyu raised his hand.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

King Ruyang got up, and then held up the letter of credence: "Please look over it, Your Majesty."

The eunuch beside Zhu Qiyu walked down quickly, took the letter of credence, and handed it to Zhu Qiyu respectfully.

"Very well, please sit down, Your Honor."

Zhu Qiyu opened the letter of credence and glanced at it. They were all normal diplomacy of various countries, and there was nothing strange about it.

After King Ruyang sat down, Zhu Qiyu's voice did not raise deliberately, and the voice could be heard for several miles in a flat manner: "The dances of various countries have their own characteristics. The dances of my Ming Dynasty are absolutely beautiful, and I have also heard the dance performances of Meng Yuan. Bright and light, the dance steps are light and quick, and the Mongolian people are full of bravery, roughness and fierceness between waving hands, whipping and jumping..."

King Ruyang got up quickly: "Thank you for your appreciation."

This time King Ruyang of the Mongolian Yuan Mission was the envoy. Although Pang Ban and Si Hanfei were higher than him in the Mongolian Yuan, he was sitting behind King Ruyang at this moment. Hearing Zhu Qiyu's praise, Si Hanfei frowned slightly, feeling Thinking: What kind of tricks is this Emperor Ming playing?

"In the Mongolian Yuan Mission, there should be someone who is good at dancing the Mengyuan Dance. I admired a person dancing the Mengyuan Dance yesterday, but I always feel that his Mengyuan Dance is not very good. Can anyone give advice?"

King Ruyang was also a little confused, after thinking for a while, he said slowly: "Being respectful is worse than obeying orders."

"Come here, please also come on stage to perform a dance for the Mongolian Yuan Mission."

Zhu Qiyu waved his hand with an inexplicable smile on his face.

what?

Also first?

Under the eyes of thousands of people, let the king of the Oala Kingdom of the Mongolian Yuan Empire perform a dance?

Everyone in the Mongolian Yuan Mission was stunned, with unspeakable shame and rage rising from their hearts, looking at Yexian who was ordered to come up, many of them had killing intent in their eyes, wishing to kill Yexian immediately.

As the king of Meng Yuan, you are willing to perform dances for Emperor Ming in full view?

How shameful is this to the Mongolian Yuan Empire?

Pang Ban stared at Zhu Qiyu faintly, and saw Zhu Qiyu's face was calm, his breath was as heavy and deep as a prison, as unfathomable as mountains and seas, and it seemed that the great sun hanging high in the sky was untouchable.

People can't help but feel a sense of surrender at a glance.

Pang Ban could even feel that Nuoda's high platform was covered by his invisible energy.

"Such a tyrannical will!"

Pang Ban felt a chill in his heart, and couldn't help feeling a little awe, and the next moment, this awe was wiped away by him.

He is the magician Pang Ban!

It is Mongolian No.1!

How can there be reverence for Emperor Ming!

"His Majesty!"

Under such circumstances, it is impossible for King Ruyang not to stop him, and to dance first if he really let it go. Once it is spread, this kind of shame will really be buckled on Meng Yuan's head, and it is a joke that cannot be washed away.

"Your envoy should know."

Zhu Qiyu slowly raised his hand, and with a light press, even the noisy onlookers in the distance couldn't help being silent.

"In someone else's house, you should abide by the rules of other people's house. The host's house invites guests to watch the dance, and the guests should not refuse. The noble envoy himself said that respect is worse than obedience."

Zhu Qiyu's voice was calm and quiet, it didn't wear gold and cracked stones, but it was transmitted for several miles, making everyone calm down instantly, without any abruptness.

The four of Si Hanfei and Pang Ban looked at each other, their hearts trembled, and at the beginning, they were given a warning.

This kind of effect, they can barely achieve it, and they can't do it so calmly.

King Ruyang just uttered two words, and the rest seemed to be stuck in his throat. He sat down involuntarily, his face flushed, his eyes bloodshot, and his fists clenched. For the first time, he regretted that he did not have a high level of martial arts, otherwise It's not enough to say a word.

The ministers of the Ming Dynasty talked with each other with their eyes. At the beginning, Zhu Qiyu let him dance first, and many people objected, thinking that Ming Dynasty is a country of etiquette, and insulting the king of Mengyuan Wala like this is detrimental to Daming's dignity.

There are also some people who believe that the civil war caused tens of thousands of people to die in the Ming Dynasty, and the capital city is full of ruins.

No amount of humiliation is too much.

dong dong dong dong!

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Soon, the Matouqin was played along with the sound of drums.

This kind of typical Mongolian Yuan music was heard in Daming, but it made the members of the Mongolian Yuan mission feel uncomfortable no matter what they heard, because they all knew that one of the most shameful events in the history of Mongolian Yuan would be ushered in next.

Yexian came up wearing the costume of a Mongolian dancer at this time. Holding the chopsticks in his right hand, he hit his hands, legs, shoulders, feet and other parts from time to time, and sometimes hit the table.

With the change of the turning of the wrist, sometimes the shoulders shrugged lively, sometimes the legs jumped flexibly, sometimes turned and leaned forward to the left, and sometimes turned and leaned forward to the right.

The movement of its shoulders has a sense of rhythm and a special charm, which is cheerful, graceful and vigorous.

I have to say that the dance he did first was not bad. It took more than ten days to learn the level, which proves that his talent in dancing is quite good. If he works hard, he might become a famous dancer in Mengyuan.

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Yexian felt ashamed as well. When he made this request at the beginning, he sternly refused, claiming that he would rather die than learn or dance.

But under the hunger of three meals and one meal, he succumbed within a few days.

People are iron rice and steel, and if they don't eat a meal, they will be very hungry.

Besides, he was not considered a strong man, nor was he as strong as he thought.

If you starve to death after a meal, that's all.

But to be hungry for three meals, and let him eat another meal after starving to death, this kind of torture is worse than starving him to death directly.

So he gave in and agreed to learn to dance and dance.

"It's a good dance, I like it very much."

Zhu Qiyu took the lead and applauded.

Clap clap clap clap!

At the moment, all the officials clapped their hands and applauded unanimously.

The onlookers have insufficient eyesight and cannot see the situation on the high platform, but there are still many martial arts people with strong eyesight who can barely see the situation on the high platform and tell the situation on the high platform to the common people. the narrator.

"His Majesty Xuan also goes up to perform the dance first."

"Which one came first?"

"You don't even know this. The Oala King of Mengyuan also died first. My Ming Dynasty's 20 elite army was completely annihilated. The culprit is Yexian."

"Huh? Is this the one that was taken prisoner by me, Daming?"

"Hahahaha, King Wala performed a dance for His Majesty, Your Majesty is mighty! Daming is mighty!" Nai.

Chapter 120 One Man Enemy the Country?

Daming applauded and cheered from top to bottom.

On the contrary, the Mongolian and Yuan missions all had gloomy faces, and they didn't dance for a long time, but for them, the days were like years.

A sense of shame like being ridiculed is connected together, tumbling violently in everyone's heart, the killing intent in the eyes is almost condensed into substance, and even if you want to kill him, you will have to cut him into pieces first.

After the dance, he seemed to feel the cold eyes of everyone in the Mengyuan Mission, and couldn't help but shiver. At this moment, he actually prayed in his heart that Zhu Qiyu would not let him go back.

After this dance, the probability that he will survive when he goes back is very small.

Even if the Mengyuan court didn't kill him, he would have to face the assassination of countless Mongolian warriors.

"Good! Good dance!"

Zhu Qiyu looked at King Ruyang and said with a smile, "Your envoy can give you some advice?"

King Ruyang almost gritted his steel teeth in a "one zero zero" mouth. He took a deep breath and managed to control his emotions. There was a trace of indiscernibility in his tone, trembling caused by anger: "Even if there is nothing to point out. .”

He paused, changed the topic, and calmed down a lot:

"Daming's martial virtues are abundant, and all countries know it. I have a young warrior in Mengyuan. I don't know the heights of heaven and earth. I want to compete with the young warrior of Ming Dynasty. Please allow it!"

The counterattack is coming!

Zhuge Zheng had an idea in my mind.

Since Fang Yeyu entered the territory of the Ming Dynasty, he had been accumulating invincible momentum, and today was the time for his invincible momentum to explode.

The sneer at the corner of King Ruyang's mouth disappeared for a moment. At this time when all eyes are on me, I, the warriors of Meng Yuan, completely wiped out the pride of the warriors of Ming Dynasty.

In the place where the enemy country is best at, it is also the place where it is most proud to completely defeat the opponent. If they trample on their so-called martial dignity in this way, how much damage will it cause to the Ming country?

The dignity of martial arts seems to exist in the ether, but it actually exists in everyone's heart.

Hu Wei stood up abruptly, and scolded in a cold voice: "A barbarian is a barbarian. If you don't understand etiquette, how can you allow yourself to be presumptuous when submitting your credentials!"

King Ruyang smiled and said: "The Great Ming has abundant martial virtues. This is the recognition of the people in the world. It is a great honor. Why should Lord Hu be so excited?"

"The envoy made it very clear that the Great Ming has abundant martial virtues, so don't you have the courage to communicate openly with me, the Mongolian Yuan warrior?"

"Of course, if Da Ming feels that his skills are not as good as others, why not tell the world that Da Ming warriors are not as good as Meng Yuan warriors, how about it?"

"presumptuous!"

"Bold!"

"Let's talk nonsense!"

"Insanity!"

"act recklessly!"

What King Ruyang said made not only the officials of the Ming Dynasty, but even the people watching were surprisingly angry, cursing each and every one of them, and turning against Yingtian.

"That's right."

Zhu Qiyu spoke flatly.

Everyone in the Mongolian Yuan Mission looked at Fang Yeyu, and Fang Yeyu slowly got up, with blood boiling in his heart, and a surging and majestic aura almost gushed out of his chest.

In a sense.

He is about to do what only land gods can do!

One man is the enemy of the country!

With the power of one person, challenge all the young warriors in this vast country.

What a feat?

Since entering Daming, Fang Yeyu has never met an opponent, and has accumulated an invincible momentum. He believes that in the whole world, there is no one under the age of 25 who is his opponent!

Give him ten years, 20 years, and he will become the strongest in the world, take over the honor of Master Pang Banmeng No.1, and turn this honor into No.1 in the world!

"Did you choose it yourself, or did I designate one for you?" Zhu Qiyu looked down at him from a high position, and sized him up slightly. He had a delicate face, white and tender, plus a pair of red phoenix eyes, and a little make-up, compared with most women. beautiful.

He is holding a pair of three-eight halberds, which are said to be the three-foot-eight-inch short halberds "three eight halberds" made of the mysterious "black iron" that is said to come from the sky at the bottom of the North Sea. The weapon that swept the world when he debuted was given to Fang Yeyu for use.

"Your Majesty will specify."

Fang Yeyu's self-confidence is overwhelming, as long as he is the same age, he is not afraid of anything!

"Mei Niang."