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Chapter 172 Thousands of sails have passed, the land of gold

This was the first time Yan Huan had seen such a large ship with a purely wooden structure.

Seeing this big ship, the first thing that came to Yan Wang's mind was the treasure ship that Zheng He used when he sailed to the West.

Much information about the treasure ships has been lost, and modern people can only speculate on the glory of that era through some side stories.

For reasons that were unfamiliar to the world, Yan Wang left all his work to Yae Shenzi and started wandering around on the ship.

The shape of the ship is a pointed bottom, the draft reaches six meters, and the bow is higher than the stern.This huge mast adopts a longitudinal sail layout and a hard sail structure, and is the main source of power for this giant ship.
There were huge paddles on both sides of the ship's hull. Yan Huan was a little curious about how these paddles moved, but the Qianyan Army did not allow him to move forward to the lower structures, so Yan Wang had to return to the deck to look at the scenery.

Beyond Guyun Pavilion, more and more sailboats can be seen on the sea.

The huge sails were making noise, and they were getting closer and closer to Liyue Port.Only when we actually arrived at Liyue Port did we know what the spectacular sight of thousands of sails passing by was.

"Crack!"

Yan Wang pressed the shutter button and captured this magnificent scene.

As the sailboat sailed into the harbor, Qianyan Army had already cleared a clearing, and the surrounding and distant towers were filled with spectators.

"Oh, what kind of big shot is coming? Such a grand ceremony?"

"Hey, look! It's Qixing here!"

"The ones who can make the Seven Stars come to greet us... shouldn't they be the Seven Stars from other countries, such as the Grand Commander of Mondstadt and the Great Sage of Sumeru."

Suddenly, someone said jokingly: "Maybe it's a god?"

"Are you kidding? How could a god come here in a boat like this?"

The sailboat sailed into the harbor, and a young man in white robes and a woman in purple clothes got off the ship.

Gan Yu followed Morax on the right side, Yan Wang held the Eighth Level God Son on his head, and walked down together with Lei Dianzhen on the left side.

"Hey, that one next to me seems to be Secretary Gan Yu?"

"Who are these two people? Standing in the middle, they are obviously the backbone."

While the two were wondering, a man with a rice wife standing next to them suddenly became excited.

He took a step forward, pushed the two people who were talking aside, grabbed the railing with both hands, and leaned half of his body outside.

The Liyue man who was squeezed to the side held on to the railing to steady himself, and shouted angrily: "Why are you so crowded? Have you never seen it in your life?"

His companion also echoed: "Look, you look like you have never seen the world. Where do you think you are a country bumpkin? I have seen a lot, so I don't look like you."

Inazuma's man stared at Raiden Zhen in the center of the crowd, and said without looking back: "Two idiots, you guys know nothing."

"What did you say?!" The Liyue man was so angry that he clenched his fists and sat back to watch.

The Inazuma man said calmly: "Do you know who that is?"

"who is it?"

"The one wearing purple uniforms and walking at the front is none other than the Lord of the Imperial Palace of Inazuma, Narukami!"

"Master Yu Jianming, Lord of the Imperial Palace?" The Liyue man chewed these words carefully. After a moment, he shook his head and said, "I don't understand. Can you please be brief?"

He didn't notice at all that there was a hint of respect in his voice unconsciously.At this moment, standing next to him, another middle-aged man wearing a bachelor's uniform and glasses glanced at him and said, "That's Inazuma's Thunder God."

"Inazuma's God of Thunder?" the man said in surprise, and then he seemed to have thought of something, and he became a little excited unconsciously, "Doesn't that mean..."

"It's what you think. Who else can stand next to Lord Thor?" The middle-aged man touched his beard with a proud look on his face, but kept looking in the direction of Morax.

The Liyue man and his companion pushed forward at the same time, and the man next to Dao Wife also jumped out half of his body, looking anxiously in that direction.He kept shouting: "Emperor! Emperor! I didn't expect that I could see the Emperor in places other than the ceremony to invite immortals in this life!"

At this time, the rice wife man rolled his eyes at him and said: "Who are you talking about, country bumpkin?!"

The Liyue man didn't care much and shouted quickly: "Say me! Say me! Brother, I don't remember the faults of villains. I will make amends to you later!"

At this moment, an extremely anxious voice came from behind them.

"Get out of the way, I'm a painter, let me move forward!"

They followed the sound and saw a man stuck on the stairs holding a drawing board. The crowd around him completely blocked the road leading to the dock.

At this moment, a man who looked like a businessman stood up. He was carrying a bag of molas and shouted: "One hundred molas for each person who makes way for him!"

The crowd was still in a mess, but everyone was still crowded tightly, and every Liyue person wanted to get closer to Emperor Yan Wang.

The merchant became a little anxious and shouted: "Everyone has a thousand molas! A thousand molas!"

One thousand molad, in today's era, can already be the living expenses of an ordinary person for seven days.

But even so, no one moved their steps.A mere thousand mola is nothing compared to Jianyan King Dijun.

In the crowd, a man shouted loudly: "Which Liyue person can't afford a thousand molas? Who cares about your money!"

This is Liyue, the place where all wealth is deposited. The currency circulating in the Teyvat continent is named after the Emperor Yanwang.

The businessman was a little anxious. The painter was originally invited by him to paint the scenery, but he didn't expect that he would have the opportunity to meet the emperor today.

Rather than taking a closer look at the Rock King Emperor, he hoped that the painter could record the emperor's appearance.

Such a painting will probably be priceless in the future.When the time comes, this original painting will be kept at home for worship, and the copied works alone will be sold throughout Liyue!

Thinking of this, the businessman couldn't help but said: "You ask the painter to go forward. I promise that the image of the emperor painted by the painter today will be sold publicly in the future. By then, everyone can buy it and take it home to worship!"

As soon as these words came out, the buzzing crowd suddenly became silent.

A few seconds later, the man who was standing in the crowd shouted again: "Brothers, everyone squeeze a little and make way for the painter! The emperor is coming from the pier soon!"

People looked at each other, and with the sound of dense footsteps, the crowd like a swarm suddenly became orderly and quickly made way for the painter to make a narrow path.

"thanks, thanks!"

The painter shouted loudly, holding the drawing board and tools and walking towards the front of the crowd.

As the saying goes, there are only two kinds of people in Liyue, namely the emperor's chef and the twisted emperor's chef.

Looking at it today, as expected.

(End of this chapter)