Chapter 108 Palace Banquet

The palace banquet was held in the prince's palace. All the generals and ministers in the capital came to congratulate them one after another. A large part of them were the original fifteenth master, and some of them were the original centrists. The rest was the people who originally defected to the tenth master. Now they also attend the banquet to express their loyalty.

Three hundred handsome maids are busy going in and out, singing and singing and playing vocal music one after another. This is the first imperial banquet held by the fifteenth master to ascend the throne, and the scale is naturally very large.

When Mu Zifeng appeared in the prince's palace dressed as a king, all the generals and ministers knelt down to greet him. Although he is still a foreign martial artist in Pannirvana, his strength has been recognized by the national master and he has been awarded the title of legendary king. At this moment, he is an ancestor-level figure comparable to the practice of Qi.

The prince has been authorized to supervise the country, in charge of the jade seal, wears an octopus dragon robe, and is temporarily at the same level as Wang Jue. When he ascends the throne of the emperor, he will wear a nine-clawed dragon robe. Nine is the supreme number, secretly in line with the Tianli Avenue, representing the dignity of status to the peak.

"Legendary King, please take a seat." The prince smiled and greeted Mu Zifeng in person. Originally, everyone believed that his fifteenth master would become a prisoner. At that time, even the fifteenth master himself thought so and was frustrated. However, Mu Zifeng and Zhao Xiaotian finally took over the storm and defeated Ningdong and opened up Xiao Palace. He even tore up Wang Shengsheng, an old innate ancestor of the realm, and used the skill of joint attack with Zhao Xiaotian to suppress the free king of the heavenly realm. This legendary method not only made Mu Zifeng king, but also the fifteenth master reversed the universe, entered the East Palace in great sadness and joy, and became the next emperor of the empire.

So at this first court banquet, he specially arranged a side seat next to his dragon throne to show his favor to Mu Zifeng.

Mu Zifeng saw the prince sitting in another position and quickly bowed down and said, "Thank you, prince."

After the three people took their seats, the prince waved his hand and said angrily, "All of you ministers, please take your seats."

Prince Yu, the Phantom Marquis, the principal and deputy commanders of Jin Yuwei, the future civil servants and generals, the genius warriors of the martyrs, etc. are still seated separately.

"His Royal Highness, Lord Shushi of the Ministry of War, Miss Zhaofu and others sent congratulatory gifts." A palace guard came in and said respectfully.

"Oh, pass it quickly."

The prince supervised the country, killed the king, the king of Fengyu, the king of Duanjiang, the king of Juexunxin, and the special envoy of Lingshan would not attend such a palace banquet in person, but they all sent people to send congratulatory gifts.

Zhao Xiaotian is still dressed as a man, but the temperament between her eyebrows highlights her beauty, beauty and dignity. Moreover, the news that she has a bone and spiritual root has spread. After entering Lingshan, she is likely to be instructed by the little saint. Such a character is actually more awe-inspiring than the legendary king Mu Zifeng.

Walking with Zhao Xiaotian is a middle-aged man in his forties. He walks with great power and extraordinary momentum, but his momentum is not force, but an official power. Judging from his appearance, he knew that he was the minister of the Ministry of War and almost became the powerful minister of his father-in-law.

Behind are Shirong, Shi Tianqi, Mi Xin and other younger generations. Under the glory of Zhao Xiaotian, they seem to have become a foil.

"See the prince, see the legendary king."

The prince looked calm, and he was used to being worshipped. But Mu Zifeng frowned slightly, and many people in front of him were very familiar with him, but when he was named the legendary queen, their eyes and faces became very serious, which made him very uncomfortable.

But it can't be blamed. It can only be said that the survival rules of the world deeply bind their thoughts.

"Lord Shi, you are the old minister of the Shengyuan Empire. You are highly valued. The younger generation can't stand your worship." Mu Zifeng stepped forward a few steps and replied to Lord Shi, giving him enough respect. After all, this person has some connections with his parents, otherwise he would not have been married for himself. Now the truth of the matter has been revealed. The poets have not violated the agreement of those years at all. They have also been deceived. Everything is that the tenth master planned a conspiracy behind it.

Now Mufu's status is rising, but he doesn't know how to solve his marriage with the poet. To be honest, Shirong is no worse than Zhao Xiaotian in appearance or temperament, but it is a little difficult for him to marry Shirong.

In addition to Shirong, even Zhao Xiaotian, who is deeply in love with himself, Mu Zifeng is also a little confused, because in his mind, the figure that appears in his mind most of the time is always the little magic doctor Yunqing. Mu Zifeng has a kind of love for her.

So he is very contradictory and confused.

Lord Shi is just a warrior in the nirvana world. He officially met Mu Zifeng for the first time, and his heart was also full of emotion and complicated.

"I always called you a good nephew. This time when you go back to Hexi, I will go with you and meet the two old friends who have not met for nearly 20 years. There are some things that I have to give them a satisfactory explanation.

"What Lord Shi said is that if Shifu and Mufu become relatives, it will be a major event of our Shengyuan Empire, which is enough to become a beautiful talk. In fact, if you think about it carefully, it is precisely because Zifeng and Shirong's finger marriage led to everything later. The prince walked down from the dragon's throne with a smile on his face, "But no matter how hardships and misunderstanding it is, it will still disappear in the end. Come on, today is a happy day for everyone. Be sure to have a good drink.

When the prince spoke, it was naturally difficult for everyone to continue talking, and everyone sat down separately and began to drink. Mu Zifeng did not return to the dragon seat, but sat with Xiaotian and Lord Shi.

Shirong looked restrained and kept bowing her head and saying a word. Shi Tianqi is still a fool, and the dead pig is not afraid of boiling water. Mi Xin knew Mu Zifeng's true identity and dared not call his cousin casually in front of so many people. Legendary king, that is the same status as the extermination king, high and respected.

Among the few people, only Zhao Xiaotian kept smiling. She poured a glass of tribute wine for Mu Zifeng and whispered, "How's your injury? Does it matter?"

"It's just hurting a little vitality, and it's not a big deal. By the way, how are my three nephews and nieces?

"Don't worry, King Fengyu, King Duanjiang and my ancestors received a good teaching separately." Zhao Xiaotian took a sip of wine, and a trace of blush appeared on her face. "Besides, with you, do the three of them still have to worry about the future?"

Mu Zifeng shook his head and muttered, "The martial arts I practiced are very special and not suitable for them. And I will also travel around the world in the future to explore the supreme martial arts secrets. That's why I entrusted those king-level martial arts to them for safekeeping, hoping that they could take the most orthodox road of cultivation.

He looked at Xiaotian and glanced at the rest of the people again. "Before the Genius Competition, I also always thought that a king-level martial arts was the foundation of a famous family, but the idea of killing the roaring queen has changed. When the guardian beast appeared to convey the order of the national teacher, I became more determined. Wang-level martial arts is just an inducement. What really makes a bloodline pass on for hundreds of years or even thousands of years is a force, a power to deter all sentient beings.

"I hope that anyone who has talent can practice king-level martial arts, and anyone who has ability can be carefully cultivated. As long as there is always an unlawless strong man in the family, no matter how many next-line practicing ancestors appear, they can't turn over and change the sky.

"The Roar King and the Xiaoyao King are of the same lineage, but as a result, their supreme glory of death and imprisonment disappeared in an instant. And like the royal family of the Shengyuan Empire, because of the existence of the first strong national teacher, their bloodline has been passed down for thousands of years, which is worth pondering.

Mu Zifeng said a lot, and his words made everyone meditate.

After three rounds of wine, the imperial banquet is high**. The decree of the prince was promulgated, and the letter of the Ministry of Ceremonies was read.

"Reward the legendary king 10,000 taels of gold, 100,000 taels of silver, 20 boxes of various jewelry, 1,000 officers and slaves, and 3,000 miles of fiefdom. Mu Changkun was awarded the title of Marquis of Loyalty and Tongzhou; Mu Zifei was awarded the title of Marquis of Changyi and Lingzhou; Mu Zixiang was awarded the title of Marquis of Yuling and the title of Xizhou, with countless bounty, silver and jewelry..."

The voice of Shangshu of the Ministry of Ceremonies paused and read a long edict. The emperor has given too many rewards to Mu Zifeng, which makes many old generals and ministers present jealous. But if it weren't for Mu Zifeng, I'm afraid that they would all hide at home and feel much more comfortable.

Mu Zifeng was also a little stunned, and it was reasonable to reward his fiefdom. But three thousand miles of fiefdom, such a fiefdom seems a little big. Not only that, even his father and two brothers were also awarded the title of marquis, and each had a small fief. Hearing the name, he knew that it was three important cities.

With three marquises and a king, Mufu immediately changed from a small merchant family in a corner to a famous noble family.

"Zifeng, thank you very much." Zhao Xiaotian gently pushed Mu Zifeng and saw him wake up from his mind and hurried forward to thank him.

"Legendary King, your fief is the three fiefs of Prince Yu's Hexi, the southern Xinjiang of the Roaring King, and the Zhili of the Xiaoyao King, with a total radius of 3,000 miles. The fiefdom of the three marquis of Mufu is the largest city of the original three fiefs. According to your merits, this reward is well-reate. The prince smiled and said, "But your fief is close to the border of the empire, so you have to station a lot of troops. You have the right to transfer the army, but you don't have the right to build a military. Lord Shushi of the Ministry of War will tell you in detail."

On this point, Mu Zifeng has long known that a prince can have a fief and his own private bodyguards, but he cannot form an army openly, which is not allowed by every imperial royal family.

"The prince can rest assured that the old minister will arrange the garrison." Lord Shi quickly got up and bowed.

"With Lord Shi's horse, I naturally feel at ease. By the way, when is the legendary king going to return to Hexi?

Mu Zifeng thought, "In three days, we still need to arrange some important things during this period."