"The envoys of Yiwu paid tribute, fifteen fire cloth, two golden wine pots of fujiao, five pairs of Turkic envoys paid tribute to the top 120 horses, seven thousand regular horses, ten two thousand sheep, five hundred cattle, Gaochang envoys paid tribute to my Emperor Sui Dynasty, fifty white-skinned beauties in the Western Regions, twenty-five musicians, two dou of crystal mica agate pearls, two dou of jade jade, two pieces of jade jade in Tuyuhun sent tribute to the emperor of our tribute to the emperor, one sweat-blooded horse, one Persian gilt silver pot, sixty per Hetian jade, sixty mutton fat jade, and one pair of Daqin chain mail."

In the Daxing Hall, the eunuchs loudly followed the ritual list and went outside the hall. The envoys of the four kingdoms of Baiyan's imperial stairs came up step by step. After the final search, they entered one after another. When they saw the civil and military officials in the hall, they were somewhat frightened. They lowered their heads and did not dare to look at the Emperor of Sui on the opposite side above the golden stairs.

Four people and two in front of them later went to the middle to stand in the middle. Standing in front was Murongshun, the prince of Tuyuhun, who was both 10 years old and handsome, and beside him was Qu Boya, the king of Gaochang, who was tall and thin, with the typical face of the Western Regions. The two behind were the Turkic envoys and the Yiwu envoys.

After standing still, when they heard the eunuch Gao Xuan bow, the four of them bowed to Yang Guang on the dragon chaise with the etiquette of their respective countries, or bowed to Yang Guang on the dragon chaise, or knelt down on one knee, or put one hand on their chest.

"We will pay homage to the emperor of the country!"

"Get up and talk."

Hearing the voice from the emperor above, the envoys of the Four Kingdoms dared to get up. Occasionally, they raised their faces and looked up straight. Several figures of golden steps were sitting on the dragon throne, wearing crowns and golden dragon robes with awesomeness. On one side, there was an old man holding a sword and an official robe standing with his beard, looking at them with interest.

"Murongshun, is your father Busab Khan okay?"

After the other party was polite, Yang Guang started to talk and looked at Prince Tuyuhun first. The latter quickly bowed and lowered his face slightly: "Report to the emperor of Shangguo, the father is in good health, and Princess Guanghua is also living a good life."

This prince named Murong Shun spoke gently and did not need to ask the emperor about the royal family woman who married to Tuyuhun Khan in his early years and spoke up, which won the favor of the civil and military officials in the palace.

"I'll feel relieved when Princess Guanghua is living well."

After reporting the gift list there, Yang Guang replied with a smile, took it and looked at it, with a smile on his face, "Tuyuhun is richer than I think. The gifts above should come from Gentiles farther away, right? So many good things."

Then he handed it over to Yang Su, Duke of Yue beside him and added.

"I'm afraid it's richer than my Chang'an."

After the last sentence fell, the entire hall could quietly hear the breathing of civil and military officials below. Murong Shun's face suddenly turned pale, and he quickly knelt down and raised his hands.

"Your Majesty, Tuyuhun belongs to the upper country, and the country of brothers is not divided into each other."

When a man is in the Great Sui Dynasty and as a prince, he naturally saves his life first. What he says is no longer important. Who knows whether the Emperor of Sui State in front of him will drag him out to behead him because he is not happy.

"Get up, I just talk casually, don't take it seriously."

Yang Guang's mouth opened, and he raised his hand with a smile, letting the other party get up and ascend to the throne for two years. He was able to play with one of the unpredictable ways of being moody and unpredictable.

"The four envoys came from far away to our Great Sui Dynasty. I was very satisfied with the gifts given by the tribute, so I held a banquet with all civil and military officials in this Daxing Hall. The four envoys should not refuse, this is the etiquette of our Sui State."

"Your Majesty invites you, so naturally he will not refuse."

King Gaochang showed joy on his face, bowed and bowed. Behind him, the Turkic messengers looked at each other side, and one of them nodded slightly. After King Gaochang Qu Boya finished speaking, he said, "Report to the emperor of the country, I have long admired the Central Plains culture, and have specially prepared another gift."

"Oh?" Yang Guang smiled, looked at the old man standing beside him, and raised his cuffs: "Then come forward and let me see."

"Your Majesty, this gift is not something, but our small country trick."

The envoy Yiwu lowered his head and said softly. Hearing the Emperor of Sui above, "I want to see more." He bowed and bowed, took a few steps back, stood straight towards the palace gate, and reached out to slap.

Papa

In an instant, a Yiwu servant respectfully held the gilded bronze lock box, crossed the threshold, and walked to the side of the four people under the gaze of the guards, carefully placed the bronze lock box on the ground, opened the copper lock on the cover, and got up and retreated straight outside the hall door.

"What are the gifts you said in the box?" Yang Guang leaned back and narrowed his eyes.

After saying that, the guards on the left and right sides of the hall came quickly with swords and weapons. The armor leaves on their bodies were shaking with the sound of "shoulder", surrounding the dragon courtyard and forming a human wall.

The envoy Yiwu raised his hand and bowed toward the top.

"Yes, your Majesty."

On the smooth floor of the hall, the gilded wooden box with copper locks opened suddenly creaked and made a slight sound. Yang Guang, who was originally leaning back, leaned forward a little, staring at the lid that slightly opened a gap. The surrounding civil and military officials turned their heads and turned their eyes to the box on the ground.

The next moment, another low whisper.

Suddenly, a very small black shadow popped out in the slightly opened gap of the box lid. Yang Guang looked carefully and found that it was a human arm with white and slender skin, as if it was rubbing the outside.

"Is this a little man?" The emperor became interested. He had seen the dragon and many magical people in Taoism. Seeing the slender arms stretched out, it was not difficult to guess how small that person was.

Next to him, Duke Yang Su of Yue was also a little surprised, pursed his lips and whispered: "Your Majesty, it may also be Renzhi."

The old man has been intimate with Lu Liangsheng for many years and has some understanding of Renzhi. For ordinary people, as long as they make up their minds and eat them into their stomachs, it is a magical medicine for increasing life and curing diseases. People who practice Taoism will have a great increase in their cultivation.

'If it were the one who paid tribute to this small country of Yiwu, he could ask him for it from His Majesty in the future'

Yang Su stroked the tip of her chin and beard, and glanced at the emperor on the dragon throne beside her, and there was a voice among the ministers below.

"He's out, he's really a little man!"

The gilded wooden box opened, and the one that came into view in the hall was a small velvet bed laid at the bottom of the box. A little man in a tulle dress was lying on his side. When the box was opened, he sat up and stretched, stepped on his extremely small embroidered shoes and jumped out, stood on the floor, and looked around curiously.

In the Daxing Hall, Yang Guang and Yang Su also felt quite magical. The former got up from the dragon throne and walked to the golden stairs. His eyes passed over the many guards and fell on the little man.

"I just have a big thumb and still a woman."

The little man who looked around on the ground noticed the gaze around him, covered his mouth and chuckled, and his long sleeves flew, and his body gradually rose in everyone's eyes.

The long sleeves spread out flying and slowly brushed down, revealing a delicate and beautiful face of a woman from the Western Regions, with bright red flame patterns on her eyebrows, her eyes as bright as snow, her charm, climbing up her curved eyebrows, her lips were slightly thick, and she chuckled with silver bells.

In the hall, the civil and military officials reacted and it turned out that this was the so-called "ritual".

Yang Guang looked at the woman who suddenly appeared, and his eyes could not move away. At this moment, music came from somewhere. The graceful figure in the hall was tall and tall that was unique to the Western Regions women. He gently twisted his waist, sewed a velvet flower-like embroidered shoes and kicked out of the hem of the skirt, turned slowly, and his arms dragged their long sleeves, like blooming lotus lotus.

Between the dancing black hair, her eyes showed charm, and she looked straight at the emperor standing on the dragon courtyard.
Chapter completed!