The rituals of Jiubins were the most solemn etiquette in ancient China. They were originally a special ritual specially used by the Zhou emperor to receive the princes of the world.

According to legend, after King Wu of Zhou destroyed the Shang Dynasty, he divided the feudal states, and there were eight hundred princes in the world. The Emperor of Zhou gave different titles to each prince according to his relatives and distances, which were divided into Duke, Hou, Bo, Zi, and Nan. In the country of each prince, the court official positions were divided into three levels: the nobles, officials, scholars, and the kings of the vassal states called themselves "orphans" or "widows".

This "public, marquis, bon, son, male, orphan, noble, official, and scholar" is collectively called "Jiuyi" or "Jiubin".

The ceremony of the Nine Guests was held, and the etiquette was grand. The nine etiquette officials arranged in sequence from inside the hall to outside. When welcoming the guests, they called loudly, spread from top to bottom, and were majestic.

According to ancient etiquette, the "Jiubin's Etiquette" could only be used by the Emperor of Zhou. However, in the Warring States Period, the Zhou Dynasty declined and the princes were the dominant. The "Jiubin's Etiquette" gradually became used by the princes and evolved into a supreme social etiquette for the vassal states to receive foreign envoys.

The most famous ceremony of the Nine Bin in the history of Qin State was given to Lin Xiangru during the reign of King Huiwen of Zhao.

"The envoy of Xuanyan Kingdom came to the hall!"

"The envoy of Xuanyan Kingdom came to the hall!"

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Ying Zheng's orders were spit out of Fengchang's mouth, one by one, and passed to the outside of the hall through the etiquette officials.

"The envoy of Xuanyan Kingdom came to the hall!"

The tall Xianyang Palace came the loud voice of the last etiquette official. The last person had the lowest title and the loudest voice. Standing in front of the palace gate, the loud voice seemed to resound throughout the Xianyang Palace.

The black stone steps seemed like a cloud ladder leading to the sky. Every step on both sides, the tall Qin Palace guards were arranged neatly. The long halberd in their hands pointed directly to the sky, facing the warm autumn sun, emitting a terrifying cold light.

Suddenly in such a majestic and grand occasion, Qin Wuyang's courage to kill people in the past was as if an evil demon had entered the Buddhist altar of defending the way, revealing his original cowardly face.

"What's wrong with this deputy envoy?"

The general guarding the hall saw Qin Wuyang's face pale and frightened, and he couldn't help but feel suspicious.

"The rough people from the remote places in the north have never seen the emperor before. Only under their majesty did they look like a terror."

Jing Ke looked back at Qin Wuyang who was following behind him, holding the wooden box, and couldn't help but tremble. He stared at him disapprovingly. While he was calm and composed, he formed a sharp contrast with Qin Wuyang who was trembling.

"The envoy is entering the hall, so this deputy envoy, stay outside!"

The General of the Central Army showed contempt. When he first saw Qin Wuyang, he thought that this man was a generous and tragic man in Yan Zhao, but he didn't expect that he would be fond of it.

"promise!"

Jing Ke sighed helplessly. Qin Wuyang was not his partner he chose. At the critical moment, he showed his timidity. At this point, he could only move forward with a tough head.

After taking the narrow wooden box from Qin Wuyang's hand, Jing Ke's mind became stronger when he thought that Fan Yuqi's head had been passed to the King of Qin.

The wooden box contains the Du Kang map, and the rolled-up map is wrapped with Mrs. Xu's dagger. It is filled with the wooden box, so the Qin people can't see anything unusual.

Starting from the etiquette official's paging, Meng Tian's eyes inadvertently looked at the gate of the main hall of Xianyang Palace.

A quarter of an hour later, Jing Ke's figure slowly appeared in the hall.

Jing Ke is not tall and even a little thin. He is wearing a traditional Yan Kingdom dress, with a relaxed face with a hint of seriousness, walking in style, without any sense of stage fright.

This is not the image of an assassin, it is clearly the appearance of a civil servant in later generations.

If it weren't for knowing Jing Ke's reputation in his heart, Meng Tian would find it difficult to associate Jing Ke in front of him with Jing Ke who was written into the biographies of the assassin.

Qin Wuyang outside the hall is tall and powerful, and looks even more dangerous. It turns out that the real assassin and the real warrior are two different types of characters.

Meng Tian sighed in his heart, lamenting both the fate of Jing Ke and the overestimation of Yan State.

At this time, Ying Zheng, who was on the throne, had a faint smile on his face and had a look of expectation in his eyes. Yan State surrendered and surrendered without fighting. No matter what he said, it was a great thing worth celebrating. Ji Dan was very arrogant in front of him when he was a child, but after Yan State surrendered, Ying Zheng did not mind giving Ji Dan a place to enfeoff the king.

After Jing Ke entered the center of the hall, he opened the wooden box in his hand again, revealing the Du Kang map lying inside.

At this moment, the eyes of the ministers fell into the wooden box.

The map is made of parchment paper and rolled into a cylinder, lying quietly there.

In the eyes of the king and minister of Qin, what Jingye held was not just a map, but a fertile land south of the Yishui River in Yan State, and even the entire surrendered Yan State.

The messenger who brings good news will always be loved by his master.

Thinking of the soon-to-be-received Du Kang and the Yan State, the monarch and ministers of Qin looked at Jing Ke with kindness, and felt that the small messenger in the hall had a more harmless image.

Meng Tian also had a faint smile on his face, but his eyes fell in the middle of the map. He stroked the memorial on the desk table and gently tapped his fingers.

According to Qin law, all the ministers were not allowed to go to the hall, and Meng Tian's close-fitting sword was left outside the hall gate. After thinking about it, when Meng Tian went out, he wrote a letter and brought it with him.

The doctor will check the weapons of the ministers, but will not confiscate the bamboo slips in Meng Tian’s hands.

"Put the map."

Ying Zheng waved his hand to greet Jing Ke.

Jing Jie held a wooden box in his hand, held high in front of his chest, bent, walked slowly forward, and knelt at the desk where bamboo slips were placed in front of Ying Zheng.

Jing Ke seemed very humble, and his obedience represented the obedience of Yan State. The ministers in the hall couldn't help but laugh knowingly when they saw Jing Ke performing this way.

The monarch and ministers of Qin were used to this feeling of being strong in the country.

Jing Ke took out the map from the box, put it on the table, and slowly expanded it...

Suddenly, a ray of cold light appeared in Ying Zheng's eyes. Ying Zheng, a person who has been practicing sword for many years, was extremely sensitive to this cold light. He pushed his legs hard and jumped up suddenly.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Jing Ke grabbed Ying Zheng's sleeve with one hand and held Mrs. Xu's dagger hidden in the map with the other hand.

Ying Zheng felt panicked, and suddenly exerted force on his hand. He heard a "tearing" sound, and his sleeve was broken for two sections.

At this time, Ying Zheng had no time to think about the quality of the dress and subconsciously wanted to pull out the long sword on his waist.

Only the King of Qin can carry a sword above the entire hall.

The long sword on Ying Zheng's waist was nearly seven feet long and was always used as a ritual ornament. When it was in crisis, Ying Zheng suddenly discovered that the long sword was halfway through, but he could no longer pull it out.

In desperation, Ying Zheng could only play hide-and-seek with Jing Ke around the huge corridor in the hall.

When he was a child, when Ying Zheng was learning to practice swordsmanship, he had such practice with Meng Tian. He walked around the pillars, one chased and the other hid. For a moment, Jing Ke had no choice but to do anything to Ying Zheng.

The movements of the envoy of Yan State did not follow the original script at all. At this time, all the ministers in the hall were stunned.

He wanted to go to rescue Jia, but he didn't have any weapons in his hand, so he was quite hesitant and watched Ying Zheng and Jing Ke circle around.

Those who didn't know the matter thought they were playing games.

The doctor outside the hall did not receive the order, and none of them rushed into the hall rashly. While Meng Tian sighed that Qin was strict in discipline, he grabbed the bamboo slips tied into a roll in his hand, jumped out of the seat, and shouted:

"Don't hurt my king by Yan State, Meng Tian is here to save him!"
Chapter completed!