Chapter 295: Banquet

On the 17th of June, Tianshou, this day is destined to be an extraordinary day.
The emissaries of the countries took the princess who was about to marry him in the name of Da Ya and the pro-independence, and arrived in the Great Asian capital, and lived in the mansion arranged for them by the Ministry of Rites.
However, such an important thing has been neglected in Fu Wangfu, because the big things are not as important as Zheng Junqi.
There are still ten days from the expected date of birth, but after all, it is ahead of schedule.
Fortunately, there are not many advances, so there is not much danger.
The midwife is an experienced old woman. The baby delivered through her hand is said to have exceeded 500. There have never been mistakes, so many dignitaries like to find the birth attendant.
Fu Yi also heard about her reputation, so she found her a few months ago and asked her to stand by at the palace in the last month. This decision is obviously correct.
In the early morning, Zheng Junqi’s powerful screams continued to be heard in the room.
Fu Yi, who was a father at the beginning, was so anxious to turn around outside, and could not go in. The feeling of anxiety made him look like a normal ordinary father.
Only then will it be possible to fade away from the usual gentleness and elegance, like a person with flesh and blood.
Because Zheng Junqi suddenly wanted to be born, Fu Wutian, who was originally preparing to enter the palace, canceled the plan and stayed outside the room with An Ziran to accompany the uncle.
The two are also very concerned about the safety of Zheng Junqi's mother and child. Although Zheng Junqi is not a senior mother, it is inherently dangerous to have a child.
After more than half an hour, a crying baby cried suddenly to the palace, followed by the voice of the maternity shouting. After a riot of fire, the door of the room finally opened.
"Congratulations to Erye, the wife gave birth to a boy."
Fu Yi lived, violently reacted, and immediately entered the delivery room, his son's crying was still bright, and he was very healthy when he heard it. Zheng Junqi had just been a little weak, his face was pale, his forehead was sweaty.
Fu Yi walked over and took Zheng Junqi's cold hand and suddenly laughed. "Jun Qi, I have worked hard."
"Not hard." Zheng Junqi shook his head and could leave a bloodline for Fu Wangfu. She was very happy. This little bit of tossing was counted. Although it was not a prostitute who had a little regret, she and Fu Yi actually wanted a prostitute. The prostitute is more intimate.
Fu Wutian and An Ziran did not come in to bother them, and they were relieved to see the children healthy and safe.
The next man also immediately ran to tell the old prince about this incident, and learned that he had a boy. The old prince laughed at the roof and seemed to be shattered.
Although the doctor had previously determined that this fetus was a boy, it was really safe to hear it.
The news quickly spread to the outside. Many people know that Zheng Junqi’s first child gave birth to a boy for Fu Wangfu. I don’t know how many people envy and hate in secret.
Some of them have never given up the opportunity to marry Fu Wangfu. They even think that as long as Zheng Junqi is still alive or has a prostitute, they have a chance. But I didn’t expect Zheng Junqi’s stomach to be so competitive. A boy laid her up. The status of Fu Wangfu.
Fu Yuanfan learned that this incident also sent people to appreciate some things in Fu Wangfu.
Fu Yi has regained his identity. Although he has no real power, he still has a title of Wang Ye, and Zheng Junqi has continued the incense for Fu Wangfu. The credit is not small.
A box of boxes of baby moved into Fu Wangfu, I do not know how many people.
Zheng Junqi, this old girl, really doesn’t sing, it’s a shouting, and life may not be too good.
Da Ya Mansion
In less than three days, the messengers of all countries arrived in the city of Junzi, and they were crowded into a mansion, and the smell of gunpowder was filled with each other.
Since he was not summoned by the Emperor of Daya, he would habitually send people out to inquire about the news when he first arrived, so he would inevitably hear the happy events from Fu Wangfu.
A man who just walked downstairs and just heard the sound suddenly looked in a certain direction, revealing a meaningful smile. "It seems that some people are destined to be defeated."
His smile seems to be like laughing at them. When he slams his face, one person is about to go back, but he is stopped by his companions. The other party is the messenger of Wanqingguo, one of the five major countries, not that they can afford it. of.
Men have long guessed their reaction and they are even more unaware.
The reputation of Fu Wangfu has already rushed out of Daya, so there are not a few countries that come to Fuwangfu, and some even rush to Fuyi.
A laughter sounded in the corner, as if taunting a man, because the surroundings were quiet, so the voice was clearly passed to the man's ear, and his face was ugly.
"who is it?"
The man shouted, but no one responded to him.
"Shrinking the tortoise, do you have the ability to stand up?"
As a result, no one stood up. The man seemed to play a monkey-like speech and finally found himself being played, and his face was sullen, and he left without saying a word.
This incident did not cause much sensation, and such tit-for-tat things have always been commonplace and will soon be silent.
The next day, the countries finally received an invitation from the Ministry of Rites.
Da Ya will hold a grand banquet in two days, when everyone will be invited, and the royal family of Da Ya will also be present.
For this day, everyone dressed up, especially the beauty sent by the countries, if they can get the favor of the emperor or the king in the banquet, they can complete the task, so the beauty of each country will show their most beautiful side, at the banquet. On this day, the scenery enters the palace confidently.
After many years, I saw the envoys of other countries again. Even the people felt that time passed quickly. I remember that the last time I was a former emperor, it was the most powerful period in Daya, even at the time. The country also wants to give Da Ya a three-point face.
In the blink of an eye, thirty years have passed.
The Ministry of Rites is worried that some people are blaming for troubles, and the messengers of all countries are also there. If you have a good time, it will be a big problem for Daya.
So on the day of the banquet, the streets and the palace were full of guards. The nominal deputy commander of Dahei had to help, but he was responsible for the safety of the palace.
Fu Wangfu
A bright and symbolic black carriage stopped at the gate of the palace. Every passing person always had to look at it. It didn't take long for two tall and one short figures to come out.
It is Fu Wutian and An Ziran. An Ziran is actually not short. He is holding An Ziming who is unwilling to let go, and they are going to the party.
"The palace is full of fish and dragons, too many people, you can't go."
Although An Ziran has a lot of things depending on his younger brother, once he decides something, even if An Ziming is so spoiled, it is useless.
An Ziming did not speak, just looked at his brother with a pair of watery eyes, trying to impress his brother with tenderness.
An Ziran removed his gaze and handed him over to Fu Tiantian.
At this time, the role of the brother is reflected, and you have difficulties.
An Ziming immediately put away the poor expression, and looked at Fu Wutian with a smile in his eyes, slowly bulging his cheeks, and the brother was really annoying, and he was more iron-hearted than his brother.
Fu Wutian chuckled: "Your brother is right, the child is not suitable for the party. If you really want to go, I will take you to the palace next time. Now you can only stay in the house, if you are bored, I can go see my brother."
Hearing his younger brother, An Ziming barely smiled. He was very subtle about the younger brother who had just been born for a few days.
All along, Wang Fuli has only one child. Although he knows the age after going to the college, he doesn’t like it at all, because he is more mature than his peers, so he doesn’t Like those kids.
But the younger brother did not. He went to see his brother once, and said that his brother was sleeping, soft and soft, and he felt that he had a younger brother that day.
The carriage was far away, and An Ziming looked at it for a while before being taken back to Fuzhong by Qiulan.
It didn't take long for him to be distracted and eagerly ran to see his younger brother.
The banquet is still held in the Peace Hall. Before the time has passed, a group of people have gathered in the hall. Many officials talked with laughter in twos and threes. They laughed from time to time, as if to say something proud, An Ziran and Fu Wutian walked. When entering the hall, the atmosphere was quite lively.
"Hey, it’s really early to see the king."
Pang Shangshu, standing not far from the entrance of the main hall, saw them at first sight. They walked over to them. The sound of the heart was not ridiculous. It was just a fact. As a person, you really don’t have to go out early. Like the messengers of all countries, they have not seen people until now.
"Pang Shangshu, don't come innocent." Fu Wutian said politely, his eyes turned and saw a young man who had a side, "I heard that Pang Shangshu received a good disciple, it is very useful for the emperor, congratulations."
Pang Shangshu’s glimpse, he immediately reacted. He said that he was thinking about returning. He suddenly heard a loud voice outside the door.
"The Gao Zeguo messenger is here."