Daqin Fusu: It is difficult to start the battle

Chapter 167
"Xuan, Guiyi Marquis Zhuoli, and his subordinates go to the palace!"

The voice of Lu Chuan was relayed from Xianyang Palace to the square outside the palace gate like the sound of nature.

In an instant, dozens of huge horns were sounded.

beep!beep!
Under the leadership of Dianyu Guoli Officer, King Yueshi, who was dressed in Yueshi costumes and wearing Qin Renjuebian on his head, lowered their heads and walked slowly through the majestic palace gates.

Around the palace gate, there are mighty and majestic armored soldiers standing like a forest, full of murderous aura.

This made the legs of King Yueshi and the others, who were already fearful in their hearts, start to tremble.

After going through several palace bans, King Yuezhi saw the source of the tsunami of the Shicai Mountain Hurricane: the phalanx of honor guards and soldiers lined up under the square of the main hall.

Because today is the Great Court Meeting, this is the due face of the emperor of a unified empire!
Secondly, there is no magnificence, not enough to deter foreign subjects.

Although these guards of honor may look different in size, they are tiger and wolf teachers specially transferred from the Lantian Camp!

Between the movement and the stillness, the battle dust is gloomy and murderous, covering the four fields and covering the five directions.

When King Yuezhi and the others passed through the square formation, they held their breath the whole time, not even daring to take a breath.

After finally arriving under the main hall, they looked up, and suddenly had the urge to turn around and run.

Without him, high-rise buildings were popular during this period. Xianyang Palace adhered to the principle that everything should be big for a hot fat man, and it was a palace built on a nine-foot-high platform.

Converted into the data of later generations, the base of the main hall of Xianyang Palace is 20 meters high, and with the tall palace above it, the overall height should exceed 30 meters.

About ten stories high...

"This, this is too high!"

Mu Ya muttered softly, but was immediately warned by the inspecting censor.

If it wasn't for the fact that she was the daughter of the chief minister, the next head of the Yue clan, she would have been beaten twenty times just because she made her voice here privately!

Muya covered her mouth with her hands, her face was flushed red, and her two round and big eyes were filled with tears.

A little girl of her age is just the age to save face, coupled with the inherent sense of inferiority in her heart, now she is reprimanded in public, the sadness in her heart can be imagined.

King Yueshi wanted to comfort his daughter, but considering the censor who was staring at him as if he owed him hundreds of five baht, he could only nod to Muya with a smile on his face.

They looked up at the tall and majestic palace like a heavenly palace, and the more majestic soldiers lined up on the steps, and their hearts were filled with awe.

"Don't look up!"

The censor scolded in a low voice, and reiterated the rules again, those who look up at the emperor without permission will be punished according to the assassination rule of the king, and will be killed on the spot!

This one was added by that nimble fat man here after playing hide-and-seek with Jing Ke.

After Fusu succeeded to the throne, considering that the whole world is an enemy, he continued to use it.

And this is also the reason why he never mentioned gunpowder technology.

After all, the previous assassination was nothing more than a strongman throwing a hammer. Even if he hit the golden root car he had now strengthened with metal plates, it would not hurt him at all.

But what if Hercules throws out a lit dynamite bag?
Stimulate it!
King Yueshi and the others followed behind the ceremony officer with their heads down, and climbed up the steps step by step. When their legs began to tremble and they were out of breath, they finally climbed to the base of the platform.

"Quick, wipe off the sweat on your face!" The ceremony officer who brought them over ordered in a low voice:
"Wait and follow me, when bowing to His Majesty, the movements may not be standard, but you are not allowed to surpass me, or you will all die!"

King Yuezhi and the others didn't care about distinguishing the truth from the fake, because of fatigue and the intimidation they received along the way, they had lost the possibility of thinking.

Whatever the ceremonial officer says is what it is!

Anyway, they made a mistake, according to the even sitting method in the Qin law, the ritual officer must die!
Outside the main hall, King Yueshi and others took off their shoes and lined up for the final body search.

Considering that a woman would go to the palace to meet the emperor, Dianyu Kingdom specially prepared several female officials to search Muya.

Thus, Muya was groped from top to bottom by the female officer while she was full of embarrassment (nǎn).

After a while, King Yuezhi and others arranged their clothes, knelt down and saluted fifty steps away from Fusu.

Fellow townsman, you still have a daughter... Fusu sat on the throne with a serious expression, waiting for them to complete the big ceremony of three prostrations and nine prostrations.

To be honest, at this distance, Fusu could barely see their faces clearly.

Well, of course, his gaze was naturally fixed on King Yuezhi's head the whole time.

After all, this is a treasure with a long history!
As for the tall Yueshi princess who looks like a gourd...

Fusu's eyes passed by her body, but he just remembered the full arc like a crescent moon.

After a while, the formal canonization process began.

The ceremonial official of the Dianyu Kingdom recited aloud the old documents found in the old paper pile, no, the old bamboo slips, and slightly revised the edict of Yidiandian.

Parallel four li six, cadence up and down, Fusu dozed off.

I worked half the night last night, and today I have to leave for the Great Court Meeting before dawn.

Bitter wow!

……

When the Yueshi King was canonized in Xianyang Palace, Hou Feng also waited outside the palace gate with a hundred embroidered clothes men carefully selected by him.

They will also be appointed today, and then go east to Hangu to monitor the world!

The reason why it has been delayed until now is mainly because they are rushing to make their uniforms.

Since he is called Xiuyilang, he cannot wear black uniforms like ordinary Qin officials.

It's just that the flying fish suit in Fusu's impression seems a bit inconsistent in this era.

So what can be done is to distinguish it from ordinary Qin officials in color.

Out of the self-knowledge of an engineering man, Fusu recruited Zhao Ji and asked her to do it by expressing his demands.

An hour later, the first version of the sketch was released.

The reason for this slowness is naturally because Zhao Ji, who is wearing glasses, is holding a charcoal pencil and drawing on straw paper...

Well, it's all about the glasses!
But no matter what, Fusu is very satisfied with the final product.

The embroidered clothes masters are mainly in white, and they belong to the Tingwei Mansion and are legal officials, so they embroidered a Xiechi with teeth and claws with black silk thread on their bodies.

So waiting outside the palace gate were a hundred embroidered men in white Xiezhi clothes, high mountain crowns, and rainbow sabers hanging from their waists.

After a while, when they walked into Xianyang Palace and appeared in the sight of all the officials in the palace, everyone understood.

A sharp sword was already hanging high above their heads!
It's just that I don't know which unlucky guy was the first to be cut under the sword...

ps：感谢‘懂王’的打赏！感谢‘厌世、小渣男’、‘无法黑天’、‘星之天使0’、书友‘1610……1081’、‘书友1406……0623’的月票！(`)比心
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