On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, all the years were the days when various ethnic minorities, subordinates and vassal states in the Song Dynasty paid tribute.

Although there are only four countries in name, there are still many small countries outside the Southeast Ocean. Most of them are vassals of the Song Dynasty, such as Ryukyu, Goryeo, Japan, Ma Yi, etc.

In addition to these vassal states, there are princes and princes enfeoffed in various places, including royal nobles, and kings with different surnames such as Yao Ruoyu and Chu Kuangge.

Because no one else was interested in kneeling down to a young emperor who was not ten years old, only Yao Ruoyu led all the officials of the Wenbang Ministry of Rites and Zhang Ziqiang, who was paying tribute on behalf of the Chu Palace, to the imperial city together.

Hangzhou Capital has a vast territory, and its scope is roughly the West Lake, Shangcheng, Binjiang, Gongshu, Xiacheng and other areas in later Hangzhou. Among them, the Imperial City is located in Lin'an District. Of course, in this era, this place was respected as Lin'an Prefecture, also known as Song Jing.

This was the first time Yao Ruoyu came to the imperial city. When he slowly came to the outside of the imperial city gate with the convoy and saw the majestic city gate, together with the endless palace groups of hundreds of miles behind, with the realm of the sword soul realm, he suddenly felt an extremely heavy spiritual charm coming to his face. This is the foundation accumulated by Hangzhou’s thousands of years of history and culture, and it is also the place where the national fortune and even people’s hearts are gathered.

Just as he was silently staring at the wide and towering city gate, he suddenly heard several sneers beside him. At first, he didn't care, but then he heard someone sneering: "I heard for a long time that King Wen was just a refugee in the city at first. Later, I was lucky enough to get the King of Chu to pay attention to it and steal the high position. I didn't believe it at all. Now, I really believe it, a local bun."

Even though he was immersed in the majestic spiritual charm of the Song Dynasty, Yao Ruoyu's consciousness still enveloped the surroundings at all times. When he heard others' ridicule, he immediately frowned and glanced at three young men in gorgeous clothes standing side by side, looking at him with disdain.

Seeing him looking over, a young man with a beard covered his chest and laughed and said, "Oh no! The prince has seen it, Brother Xu, Brother Lu, will he kill us?"

A man next to him sneered and said lightly: "I don't know if he is a mere prince of Fanbang, he dares not attack us and the emperor."

"That's it!" A young man with a heavy face brushed his clothes and smiled sarcastically, "This is the imperial city, under the feet of the world, he is just a vassal king of different surnames. Do you have the courage?"

In addition to the vassal kings and vassal states in various places, there were also civil and military officials and family members of more than two ranks. This means that in addition to tribute, various forces also had the role of talking to reminisce about the past.

These three people are obviously the playboys whose father was an official in the court, and they are not the descendants of the military marquis generals, but the real juniors of the six ministries. Although they are domineering, they do not have the sharpness of the seeds, but have a somewhat hypocritical arrogance.

Chu Kuangge was originally a king from a different army. Zhang Ziqiang himself was a yamen. What he hated the most was this powerful guy who said it was so powerful that he flipped his palm and was about to use the Great Destruction gun and axe to chop it over.

Yao Ruoyu saw it clearly, grabbed him, shook his head and said, "This place is an imperial city, so you can't be rash."

Zhang Ziqiang narrowed his bloody eyes slightly and nodded silently. Yao Ruoyu's actions of showing weakness made the three dandy even more disdainful. He simply stopped hiding as before, deliberately amplifying his voice, and mocking Dawen's various things.

"Brother Yao, can you bear this?" Zhang Ziqiang was furious when he heard it, but because Yao Ruoyu couldn't do it, he simply gritted his teeth and asked.

Yao Ruoyu smiled when he heard this, glanced at the three people who were clamoring and suddenly blinked: "This is a major place in the capital, why are there still wild dogs barking here?"

Zhang Ziqiang understood it and smiled and said, "There are no choice. There are always a few mothers who escaped from the brothel. Relying on the fact that my father gave me a layer of human skin, he ran here to shake his head and tail to beg for food. No one gave them food, so he could only shout a few times."

Yao Ruoyu burst into laughter. The two of them didn't cover up their voices at all. Therefore, everyone around him could hear clearly, and many people immediately burst into laughter.

Compared to the intense words of the three people, Yao Ruoyu and Zhang Ziqiang's words seemed a bit vulgar, but the more vulgar they were, the more obvious the effect. The clamoring three people turned dark like they had eaten shit.

"Okay, so brave!" The man who had been shouting the most powerful eyes twitched and suddenly smiled fiercely, "Dare to humiliate his mother! Two bastards who can't tell me, kneel down and apologize!" Before he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and pointed, and the void in front of him suddenly turned into a heavy mirror, folded and shattered several times, and a huge force fell from the sky, pressing against Yao and Zhang.

Before Yao Ruoyu could draw his sword, Zhang Ziqiang had already sneered, and the God-killing True Qi broke out of his body. The flames suddenly rose a hundred feet, shattering the void power. Then he stepped forward, swung his fist straight out, and sneered: "You just knelt down for me!"

The God-killing True Qi is the true Qi of the warrior and the spiritual power of the spiritual master. Zhang Ziqiang used his body to fist at the fifth level and sixth level. When the fist power came out, he crushed the hundreds of mirror voids placed in front of the opponent one by one. Then he turned his hand into a palm and pressed it down. The person who cast the spell suddenly felt his knees soft and he staggered down.

Everyone around couldn't help but feel a little uproar. The person who was kneeling down was not an ordinary person. His father was Guan Ji, the assistant minister of the Ministry of War, and he was also a young master at the ninth level of the fourth realm. Unexpectedly, he never walked through a single move under the hands of the adopted son of the King of Chu.

At the same time, seeing his companion being humiliated, the other two were furious and jumped out one after another. The man with red face clenched his fist, and the void around his body immediately turned into a fire, turning into a sea of ​​fire sweeping down. The other man drew his sword in his hand, with a huge thunder lightning condensed on the edge of the blade, turning into a thunder blade and slashing down fiercely.

Seeing this, Yao Ruoyu raised his eyebrows and pushed the hilt of the sword with his thumb. He was about to strike back when his heart suddenly became shaking. It was not only him, but everyone outside the palace gate changed their faces. He saw a rainbow light suddenly turning into a bridge in the imperial city. In the blink of an eye, it fell here easily, and the attacks of the two people easily disappeared. Then a figure appeared from the rainbow bridge, with his hands in his chest, and his face fell calmly.

Seeing that man, even Zhang Ziqiang's heart and character were still shaking, and he whispered: "Brother Yao, this is the royal seat of the Song Dynasty royal family, the princes of the seventh realm, and the emperor's personal bodyguard."

Yao Ruoyu raised his eyebrows when he heard this and said in surprise: "Someone is taking action here. Shouldn't the Shen Ce Army stationed in the imperial city be managed? Why did he take action?"

"Who knows," shrugged, Zhang Ziqiang smiled gloatingly, "Anyway, I know that those guys are going to be in trouble."

In fact, he didn't even say that when the venerable of Lu Jianmin appeared, the three playboys all looked dark and they didn't even have time to throw a resentful look at Yao Zhang. They all bowed in panic: "I've seen Master Lu."

"Why can you let me do it at will?" Lu Jianmin was about thirty years old, with a square face and a gray robe. At this moment, he looked down at the three of them and said in a quiet tone, "Since you know your guilt, hurry up and go home, otherwise I will ask the three fathers to find out if they gave you the courage."

The three of them dared not refute, and nodded and agreed, then ran away.

After the three of them ran away, Lu Jianmin turned his head and glanced at Yao Ruoyu and Zhang Ziqiang, then withdrew his gaze, and leaped onto the rainbow bridge with a robe, and flew back to the imperial city again.

"This move is cool enough! Traveling to Yuhong Bridge is much cooler than Yujian," Zhang Ziqiang grinned and laughed, "Brother Yao, do you know this move?"

"Yes, it's OK, but it's too spiritual power, it's boring." Yao Ruoyu waved his hand and replied.

As they were talking, the palace gate of the imperial city had slowly opened, and more than a hundred Shence soldiers lined up. These Shence troops and Dawen's Tiance troops were in the same interest, and they were all armed forces specifically stationed in the imperial city and were directly under the jurisdiction of the emperor.

Under the guidance of these soldiers, Yao Ruoyu and others lined up to enter the palace one by one. Of course, those who could enter were those who respected identities such as Yao Ruoyu and Zhang Ziqiang, such as his officials from the Ministry of Rites, could at most bring tributes to submit, and they did not even have the qualification to enter the imperial city.

As a result, the team suddenly shrank a lot. Walking in the crowd, Yao Ruoyu glanced at him. There were mostly families of officials from Hangzhou Capital, and basically all the younger generation of men and women. I guess this tribute meeting was also the day for these playboys to date blind dates.

Yao Ruoyu was pondering, and suddenly there was a burst of rapid footsteps behind him. He looked back sensitively, his eyes lit up and said happily: "Yan Zhao!"

"Asun!" The person who came was Yang Yanzhao. After several years of separation, he had already entered the fifth level, with a strong fist spirit as a mountain. When he saw Yao Ruoyu, he looked happy. He stepped forward and hugged Yao Ruoyu hard, then let him go, and laughed loudly, "I heard from the eighth sister that you are here in Hangdu, but I didn't believe it. I didn't expect it to be true. Why didn't you come to my house as a guest? Do you look down on me?"

"As soon as you said this, I was labeled as if I looked down on Prince Yang's Mansion. I can't afford it, I can't afford it!" Yao Ruoyu laughed, hit him hard, and scolded, "I was busy with some private affairs two days ago, and I didn't have time to visit me. I originally thought I would go there again after today."

Speaking of today's tribute meeting, Yang Yanzhao smiled slightly, glanced at him, and whispered: "I heard that the King of Shu has been dancing very well recently, and has joined forces with many people. I want you to return Sichuan and Shu to him. Are you busy with these things, right?"

With an undeniable smile, Yao Ruoyu nodded: "What else can I do?"

Yang Yanzhao wanted to say something, but sighed again and said, "My father has never liked to get involved in such things. Sorry, I can't use family power to help you, but I have also found a few friends with good relationships. I hope they can convince their fathers to speak for you."

From Yang Yanzhao's perspective, it is already the limit to being able to do these things. Yao Ruoyu could not ask for more. He immediately bowed his fists and said in a deep voice: "Yanzhao, thank you."

"Go! Why are you polite to me?" Yang Yanzhao grinned, "Anyway, I like you, so I treat you as a brother. If you come back, I will drive you out!"

Yao Ruoyu laughed, nodded calmly, and then introduced Yang Yanzhao and Zhang Ziqiang to each other.

When Yang Yanzhao learned that the other party was the third-ranked Killing God on the Jinxiu List, he was shocked and then clasped his fists in admiration.

As for Zhang Ziqiang, he naturally admired Yang Liulang, who was an idol when he was a child. It happened that the two of them were from different royal family members. They had just spoken a few words and had already become confidants, which was very tempting to meet too late.
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