Such a huge movement in the palace and court naturally alarmed the entire Xianyang City. As the news spread, countless people flocked to the West Gate, trying to witness the Qin delegation that had been separated for more than two years, which was said to have abducted the fiancée of the Western Power, the fiancée of the King Anxi.

In any era, the gossip news is the most popular thing for ordinary people.

The incident that Li Shun sent the delegation to the delegation was said to be unprecedented and unparalleled, and it was so ecstatic that it was so conscientious that it was ecstatic.

It is definitely a way to win glory for the Qin Dynasty and bring glory to China.

The common people don’t care about what serious diplomatic incidents are. Anything that makes foreign countries lose face is the happiest thing. As for whether there will be any sequelae after being happy, they never consider it. They only want to be happy for a moment.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang~~"

In just half an hour, the Ximen of Xianyang was already crowded with people and completely blocked by the onlookers.

The officials greeted by the Ministry of Rites roared the gongs and drove out of the city through the crowded crowd. The Ministry of Rites ordered Yang Zhu to sit in the carriage with a strange expression, as if he had not yet woken up completely.

Although Li Shun was the temporary chief of the mission, he was also considered his subordinate. Because the Dianke Office was a subordinate yamen of the Ministry of Rites, managing the interviews between the vassal states and other countries and the Qin Dynasty and the exchanges between the envoys were all the work of the Dianke Office. Although the Western countries are not considered vassal states and princes of the Qin Dynasty, they do not have a special Ministry of Foreign Affairs at present, so they are naturally under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Rites.

When Li Shun's mission incident happened, the officials of the Ministry of Rites naturally had to bear the responsibility, but this time the matter was very special because the mission did a shameless thing. When he came back today, the First Emperor asked the Ministry of Rites to welcome him with great fanfare, but also personally summoned all civil and military officials and princes and princes and ministers to meet in the court hall. This treatment can be said to be surprisingly grand.

"Look, the regiment is back~~" On the Ximen Tower, the soldiers holding a telescope kept observing, shouting happily.

"Shut the roar, gongs, drums, firecrackers and divine thunder and fireworks are ready to evacuate the crowds on both sides!" Yang Zhu got off the carriage, sorted out the official uniform and head crown, and then ordered the accompanying officials and imperial guards to prepare for greeting.

"Woooo~~" Soon a few long horn sounded from the city tower, and it seemed like a heart-to-heart relationship. The sound of horns sounded from the team in the distance. As the sound of horns came closer and closer, the people became more and more happy and excited.

"Beat the drum!" A ritual official shouted.

More than a dozen strong men in short jackets beat the cowhide drums. With the sound of dongdongdongdong, the firecrackers placed on the road were lit. Amid the crackling explosions, the already prepared divine thunder fireworks were also ignited. In the sound of all, six consecutive fireworks exploded in the cool and dry sky, spreading with the strong smell of blue smoke and gunpowder.

Amid the cheers and attention of the crowd, a team of ragged and disheveled hair and even covered in mud and grass walked to the city gate.

"This...is our mission?"

Wherever the group passed, the cheering crowd quickly calmed down. All the onlookers could not believe their eyes and opened their mouths wide and were at a loss.

What kind of team should this be?

None of the more than a hundred people were decent from beginning to end, all of them were dusty and ragged, their hair and beards were as untreated as thatch for several years. They rode thin horses, carried ragged packages, and tied with dirty skin pockets, like a group of savages or beggars who were fleeing.

Among them were officials and imperial guards, as well as Hu merchants and foreigners with various appearances and costumes. The robes of the official garments were broken and the armor was rotten. Even the swords and swords on the waist of the imperial guards were all ragged. Many of them were even without scabbards, and the crooked pits were inserted on the belts served as hemp ropes in a tree vine, and especially the Great Qin Dragon Flag held high on the top of the bamboo pole. It was ragged and could hardly be seen in the shape, and it fluttered in the wind like a broken sieve.

In the surprise and confusion of tens of thousands of people, all the members of this beggar's group were staring straight and rode on the horses and heading towards the city gate step by step. Although they were covered in rags, they could no longer cover important parts, and many people even had their backs and chests exposed in this cold winter. Without careful attention, they could still see the eye-catching wounds and scars, but they could not hide their momentum of moving forward. They were arranged in an orderly team under the gaze of the crowd, through the stunned crowd, through the debris and smoke of the ground, and came to the front of a group of officials of the Ministry of Rites.

"Li Shun returned from the Western countries under the order of Emperor Shi, and was greeted by Yang Li and his colleagues. I am very grateful!" The leader of the beggar's delegation, a hair, eyebrows, beard, and his beard was chaotic as if an official who had been dug out of a garbage dump bowed to Yang Zhu and several supervisors of the Ministry of Rites.

"You... are you really... really Li Shun?"

Yang Zhu's eyes were wide open, and her fingers twisting her beard couldn't help but exert force, and in an instant, several beards were pulled down.

"The official is Li Shun!" Li Shun bowed again with serious expressions.

"Why are you... why are you going to be like this? Could it be... Could it be that you were robbed?" Yang Zhu still couldn't believe it.

"Oh, this matter is a long story, and I can't explain it clearly for a while..." Li Shun sighed and shook his head.

"Yang Li, it's not a place to talk here. Besides, Your Majesty is still waiting in the hall. Don't delay and enter the city quickly." A gray-bearded official next to him whispered.

"Well, what Lord Zhang said is to set up a guard of honor and welcome the envoy into the city!"

Yang Zhuyan followed the plan and put his sleeves on the car. The rest of the officials also stepped forward to greet Li Shun and several mission officials and got on the car one by one. With a few long horns, hundreds of lieutenants and imperial guards in black armor spread out on both sides, and tied a group of beggars like a team of beggars to cross the city gate.

In addition to the envoys and servants of the imperial guards, there were also Hu people in the Western Regions, Dayuan people, Daxia people, poisonous people, and even four women wrapped in a headscarf covering their cheeks. However, at this time, they were already shocked by the size of the capital of Xianyang and everything they saw in front of them. They rode on the skinny horse's back and looked around with the soul, and they were all out of their bodies, and they were all confused and numb to move forward with the team mechanically.

After entering the city, the buildings on both sides were lined with green bricks and high eaves neatly planned. Shops and food houses were next to each other, and all the things that caught your eye were full of goods. At this time, the entire West Street had been surrounded by people who came to welcome and watch the fun. It was bustling with people who were busy and spread out on both sides, revealing a road that was open to the street. When I saw the envoys coming along the street, the crowds watching on both sides were exactly the same as the situation outside the city gate just now, and instantly changed from bustling noise to a moment of silence.

Surprised, stunned, and dull, everyone couldn't believe that this was the energetic mission two years ago.

"Dad...Dad..." A child shouted in the crowd.

"Erlang... Why didn't I see my Erlang..." An old woman with white hair was crying in the crowded crowd with crutches.

"Husband...you...you are finally back. I'm worried at home day and night..." A woman squeezed into the team and hugged a beggar with a ragged face and wailed.

"Damn it, don't cry, don't cry, God is already open to his eyes if he can live!" As he comforted and comforted, the couple hugged each other in the street and started crying.

With this beginning, the welcome team was in chaos in an instant, and countless men, women, young and old rushed to the center of the street. Looking for the father, looking for the father, looking for the son, looking for the husband, looking for the husband, and looking for the brothers and uncles. Anyway, people found relatives, and some were disappointed in the mission. After getting the result, some people cried loudly, some people fainted and fell to the ground, some people cried in a wooden cry, and the bustling streets instantly cried.

All the imperial guards who came to greet him were powerless, and their tiger eyes were tears and their faces were sad.

"This...this...this...this is the best way?" The Ministry of Personnel ordered Yang Zhu to sit in the carriage, watching the mission that was blocked on the road and could not move forward in a hurry.

"Oh, it's so miserable. Don't worry, Yang Lishui, wait a moment before leaving!" An official from the Ministry of Rites sighed softly.

"Mr. Li, which of these four women is the fiancée of the King of Anxi?"

Since there was no way to leave, an official from the Ministry of Rites who accompanied Li Shun asked in a low voice.

"It's the one wearing a black turban!" Li Shun raised his hand and pointed at the four women who were trembling together.

"General Jiang Hu described his appearance as unparalleled in the world, and he didn't know whether it was true or false?" Another official came over.

"The East and the West have different races, and their concepts of beauty and ugliness are different. People in the Hu thought that those who were beautiful were regarded as mothers, while those who were beautiful in the Central Plains, who were considered beautiful in the Central Plains, were nothing but a lewd in the eyes of the Hu, but this princess of Susa is indeed as beautiful as a fairy, and she is unparalleled in appearance..."

"Oh, it's a pity, my face is covered. Lord Li seduced him back. I guess he had enjoyed all the gentleness along the way..."

It would be fine if you don’t say it, but when Li Shun’s face suddenly turned black, she couldn’t see clearly. She waved her hand and sighed forty-five degrees to look up at the head of Xianyang City, which was once extremely familiar. "This matter is not what you think. It’s a long story. When you arrive at the court, Shun will tell you the cause and effect, and everything will be clear!"

"Dad...Dad..."

Just as Li Shun was talking to several officials of the Ministry of Rites, a young woman in the crowd led a six or seven-year-old child into the crowd. There was also a 40-year-old man wearing a fourth-rank official robe next to them. After the three of them appeared, they looked around in the chaotic mission and anxiously searched.

"Uncle, Ju'er, Madam, I'm here!" Li Shun didn't care about chatting with a few gossip officials when he saw it, and jumped up excitedly to wave.

A fourth-rank official opened the way, and the three of them quickly squeezed over excitedly. The family of three hugged each other in an instant and cried, comforting each other and asking questions.

"A man is a real man, and he is still a court official. What kind of morality is it to cry!" Although the middle-aged man in official uniform was also very excited, he looked at the chaos on the street and slapped him on the back of Li Shun's head.

"Uncle, why did you beat me up as soon as you meet?" Li Shun let go of his wife and son with red eyes, looking at Qiu Cheng with a disheveled face and innocent face.

"Hmph, Your Majesty, the Marquis of Qinghe and other civil and military officials are waiting in the court. As the head of the mission, you don't know the importance of it. You are still idle and willing to indulge your subordinates to cry here. Quickly gather the mission personnel and go to the court to discuss the main hall. Do you dare to delay, be careful that I beat you in the street!" Qiu Cheng raised his hand and pointed at the chaotic street and roared angrily.

"Yes, my uncle taught me a lesson. I immediately urged the delegation to go to the main hall for the court!" Facing his upright and hot-tempered uncle, Li Shun did not dare to refute at all. He hugged his wife and refused to let go of the commander Qi, "Just blow the trumpet quickly, those who dare to stay and cry again will be severely punished!"

"Yes!" The Chief Qi reluctantly let go of the woman in his arms and blew the bamboo flute hanging on his chest.

The mission has not yet been handed over to the capital, so the imperial guards of the mission are still under the jurisdiction of Li Shun. They violate the orders of the chief officer. The minor ones are beaten to the board, and the serious ones are moved to beheaded. The strict laws of the Qin Dynasty are not a joke.
Chapter completed!