I was kicked out of the house, and I was reborn and became the emperor

Zhou Yixuan's body suddenly froze, and he found that Bian Yuqing was staring at him!

In desperation, he had to slowly raise his hand and issue orders to the defenders on the city wall.

The soldiers stretched their bowstrings to the shape of a full moon and aimed at the South Vietnamese envoys below.

In an instant, all South Vietnamese members felt an invisible pressure.

They hurriedly gripped the long swords in their hands and prepared for battle.

However, they were too close to the city wall at this moment. Once Fang Yi gave the order to attack, no one would be able to escape the range covered by the rain of arrows!

"Anyone who dares to despise our diplomatic team will suffer severe retaliation!" roared a commander from South Vietnam.

But the response he received was still Fang Yi's unquestionable voice: "According to the Marquis's request, you must either enter the city or leave the borders of our Great Zhou, otherwise you will be treated as an enemy."

After hearing this, the South Vietnamese general's face turned red with anger.

At this moment, a calm voice floated out from the exquisite sedan behind him: "Li Gangrong..."

"I never thought that there would be such a strong-willed person in the Great Zhou."

“Maybe we underestimated it before.”

"Tell them to open the gate and let us in."

Hearing these words, Li Gangrong frowned slightly and looked coldly towards the top of the city wall.

Entering the city in response to the other side's threats was undoubtedly undermining the dignity of South Vietnam.

Just as he was hesitating, the instructions from the carriage came again, still calmly: "Consider all the consequences yourself."

"Yes, sir!" Li Gangrong responded with a cold look in his eyes.

Then he turned to the direction of the city wall and announced loudly, "Open the city gates, we are ready to enter the city immediately."

The crowd on the city wall were immediately surprised when they heard this.

Didn’t expect the other party to agree to the request to enter the city so easily?

Puzzled, everyone looked at Fang Yi, only to see him calmly tasting the tea in front of him.

It seems like this has been foreseen...

Everyone present couldn't help but sigh, what a wise marquis who could predict the future!

"My Lord, please go down as soon as possible to welcome the guests." Chen Zhiming said hurriedly.

Logically speaking, since the delegation has entered the city, it means that it is now the turn of the Honglu Temple to perform its corresponding duties.

However, Fang Yi glanced sideways at the old minister who was eager to please.

You are already old but still so fawning?

"Go if you want to," he replied, tapping the edge of the table.

"I haven't finished my drink yet..."

Chen Zhiming was stunned for a moment, feeling a little hesitant.

But he finally gritted his teeth and decided to follow the team downstairs to receive the South Vietnamese envoys.

A team of Honglu Temple officials quickly assembled and set out to make contact.

Only Fang Yi was still sitting firmly on the wall, gently rotating the porcelain cup in his hand, but his mind seemed to be wandering somewhere far away.

As the huge wooden city gate slowly opened, the reception team headed by the Minister of Rites solemnly stepped into view.

The South Vietnamese delegation packed up and headed straight into the prosperous capital.

Chen Zhiming watched the South Vietnamese delegation pass by, gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sir, this South Vietnamese delegation is so rude that they don't even allow us to guide them..."

At this time, Sun Mingwei beside Chen Zhiming frowned.

According to convention, if an envoy from another country visited, the Honglu Temple would usually only need to welcome him in the city. Why would they have to go out of the city in person to greet him like now?

Moreover, even if the South Vietnamese had to travel a long way to visit, the host should have opened the way to ensure a smooth entry into the city…

"Stop talking!"

Chen Zhiming stopped him in a deep voice and glared at Sun Mingwei unhappily.

The South Vietnamese delegation must be full of resentment at the moment, and this is exactly the trouble caused by Fang Yi.

Don't offend others with careless words!

After the South Vietnamese delegation gradually walked away, Chen Zhiming smiled again and then rode his horse at full speed to catch up.

In a blink of an eye, the main streets of the capital were filled with a large group of South Vietnamese envoys.

After entering the city, their pace not only did not slow down, but became even faster.

This group of people walked through the busy streets as if they were fearless. Pedestrians on the road avoided them and looked at this aggressive team with fear on their faces.

The commotion that had occurred at the city gate had already spread in all directions.

Almost everyone noticed the arrogance of the South Vietnamese delegation.

What’s worse, as soon as they entered the city gate, the South Vietnamese delegation started rampaging in the streets like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey!

Even many street vendors' stalls were ruthlessly overturned, and the scene fell into chaos.

Witnessing this scene, Sun Mingwei beside Chen Zhiming couldn't help but sigh.

"Sir, if you leave it alone, I'm afraid something unfortunate will happen."

"We must find a way to resolve this matter as soon as possible..."

"Stop talking!"

Chen Zhiming interrupted with a serious expression.

"Besides, do you know how to solve it?"

"If the exchanges between the two countries are affected, you, the Junior Official of the Dali Temple, cannot bear the responsibility!"

After saying this, he cast a sharp look at Sun Mingwei and continued to follow the South Vietnamese delegation.

After keeping his head down and remaining silent for a while, Sun Mingwei finally stopped talking.

At this moment, Fang Yi and Bian Yuqing rushed from the direction of the city wall and appeared in front of Chen Zhiming.

"Master Chen, is this how you receive the envoys from South Vietnam?"

Seeing the messy scene on the street and the South Vietnamese delegation's reckless attitude, Fang Yi narrowed his eyes, examined it and asked.

Chen Zhiming swallowed, feeling helpless.

It is obvious that the South Vietnamese delegation's move was intended to vent their anger and retaliate for the previous neglect they suffered.

The problem was caused by you in the first place, and now you're blaming me?

"Champion Marquis, regarding this matter..."

Chen Zhiming just opened his mouth to explain something.

Suddenly, a loud voice came from the South Vietnamese delegation.

"According to the order of the Marquis, hurry up and head to the Zhou Dynasty Honglu Posthouse!"

As the order was issued, the South Vietnamese delegation, which was already advancing quite quickly, moved even faster.

The dense sound of horse hooves resounded throughout the city like thunder, echoing on the main roads of the imperial city.

The goods stalls set up along the way were knocked over by the galloping horses, and all kinds of items were scattered all over the ground.

Seeing this scene, the faces of passers-by along the way changed drastically.

No one dared to stay for a moment, and everyone quickly dodged to the sides to avoid it.

Wherever the South Vietnamese delegation went, they left a mess behind.

When the delegation left, passers-by finally felt relieved.

Angry eyes were cast towards the South Vietnamese team. How could this be a regular diplomatic mission?

It's like a robber passing by!

How dare you act so arrogantly in the capital of the Great Zhou, under the nose of the emperor?

This recklessness deeply aroused the dissatisfaction and indignation of the residents of the capital.

But while they were angry, they still had a certain fear of the envoys from the south.

The more arrogant and fearless the South Vietnamese team behaved, the more it showed that they were not afraid of the great Zhou power at all.

Rumble!

On Chang'an Avenue, rolling yellow earth flew up.

Chen Zhiming and a group of officials accompanying him to receive foreign guests were forced to follow closely and were almost buried in the flying dust.

Fang Yi frowned, his expression extremely cold.

Someone actually dared to look down on him like this. It seemed that the previous punishment was too light!

"come over!"

Fang Yi's eyes suddenly turned cold and he waved his wide sleeves.

"Order these people to dismount immediately and walk on their own two feet!"