Change the car? What car to change? Xia Chaofeng looked at him with a questioning face. Zeng Xiaoyu looked at him with contempt, "What do you think of important people like your princess and the princess when you go out? We are not prisoners, but distinguished guests, right?"

Xia Chaofeng had nothing to answer.

In desperation, he had to send someone to run thirty miles away and buy a super luxurious golden-topped cart from the largest nearby town, which was led by eight war horses. It was almost the same as the show of the Emperor of Heaven's patrol. The speed of advancement was improved.

Finally, this "super luxury" convoy crossed the border between Zhongzhou and Dongzhou at noon on the fourth day and officially set foot on the land of Zhongzhou.

After several days of intentional trouble, they felt relieved and their mood improved a lot, but as soon as they stepped onto the territory of Zhongzhou, everyone's mood became heavier and heavier.

Xia Chaofeng came to beg them with a bitter face, even if they don’t eat, drink or sleep at the current speed, it will not be easy to reach Tianjing before the Four State Conference, and no mysterious moths can appear in the middle.

Zeng Xiaoyu patted Xia Chaofeng on the shoulder very "friendly", "Don't worry, it's okay."

He thought it was clear that it would be better to arrive on the day of the conference, so that the people of Zhongzhou would not have enough time to do anything to them.

The closer he got to Zhongtianjing, the more silent Xia Chaofeng was, and his face was not very good-looking. Zeng Xiaoyu knew what he was worried about. If he could not arrive in time, he might not be able to hand in the wrong way. So he "deliberately" suggested that he would not stop halfway through the road.

Xia Chaofeng was overjoyed and immediately ordered his men to go forward at full speed.

Finally, on a sunny and sunny morning, they arrived at their final destination, Tianjing City in Zhongzhou!

The city of Tianjing in Zhongzhou is several times larger than that of Dongzhou, and the Holy Court can even accommodate the Holy Court of Dongzhou. At this time, Zhongtiang was decorated with lights and colors everywhere, and was full of joy.

When they came to the square in front of the Holy Court, Xia Chaofeng finally gave a speech, "It's finally time." Then he cast a disgusting look at Zeng Xiaoyu, snorted coldly and ran forward with a quick horse and whipped, leaving them alone and ignored them.

Zeng Xiaoyu jumped out of the car and looked around. Zuo Zhongshu also jumped down, shook his head and sighed, "Zhongzhou is more powerful than our Dongzhou, and the Shengting Square is almost as big as Tianjing City."

Zeng Xiaoyu was not concerned about its size, but the steps and chairs from the outside to the inside, from high to low, were filled with people, just like the ancient Roman fighting arena I had seen before.

Hua Tianlin lifted the curtain and asked, "He threw us here and ignored it?"

Zeng Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Don't worry, Marshal Xia has returned, and he will be back soon." Sure enough, before he finished speaking, Xia Chaofeng strode with his head raised and his chest raised, and said proudly, "Please follow me on stage."

Going on stage? Zuo Zhongshu looked around and saw where there was a stage? Zeng Xiaoyu pointed at the main stage with red and green at the top, "Where!"

Zuo Zhongshu said, "What a tall guy! That's really tall."

The viewing stand is indeed high enough. From the bottom, you can only see its shadow. Standing on the top and looking down, the people on the nearest stand are also the size of an ant. Zuo Zhongshu looked down and then quickly retreated, "If a person falls down from here, he will probably not even have a bone left?"

Xia Chaofeng, who was standing beside him, said sarcastically, "The prince is wise, if you don't take the initiative to give up participating in the competition, you are very likely to become a loser and jump from here."

Zuo Zhongshu's face turned pale and curled his lips, "Who came up with the idea is so fucking inhumane."

Zeng Xiaoyu sat next to Gu Xiaoyu and Hua Tianlin without saying a word. When the sun shone straight towards the viewing platform, a pleasant sound of fairy music sounded. Behind the viewing platform, a group of men and women walked out, each dressed gorgeously and extraordinary.

They walked to the front of the stage one by one and stood there. Zeng Xiaoyu counted a few roughly. There were at least four or five hundred people, and they were arranged on both sides according to the white and blue service. When the music stopped, a loud voice rang throughout the audience, "The Emperor of Heaven is here!"

Everyone stood up. Zuo Zhongshu whispered, "Little Fish, do we need to stand up?"

"No!" Hua Tianlin said coldly and retorted Zeng Xiaoyu's words.

Then sit down!

An old man with white hair and white beard walked out with the old woman with white hair and white beard. The two people in the same chapter bowed down at the same time, "See the Emperor of Heaven and the Queen Mother of the Holy!"

In this way, the four people sitting upright on the stage became red-crowned cranes among the flock of chickens, which was particularly conspicuous.

The Emperor of Heaven and the Queen Mother of the Holy See also looked at each other, as if there were no four people on the stage.

Zuo Zhongshu whispered, "Xiaoyu, can the speech you asked me to me to use?" Zeng Xiaoyu was very sure, "It must be!"

On the way here, Zeng Xiaoyu personally prepared a wonderful speech for him. As long as he gave Zuo Zhongshu the opportunity to speak in response, he could talk endlessly for several hours, ensuring that the listeners would fall asleep on the spot even if they did not vomit blood.

The Emperor of Heaven in Zhongzhou was a little thin. He helped the Queen Mother sit down, then cleared his throat and said, "I'll invite the guests from the Three Prefectures!" As soon as he finished speaking, three fat old men came to the stage one after another. The Emperor of Heaven said loudly, "Welcome to Emperor of Heaven in Nanzhou!"

The old man with half an eyebrow stepped forward and bowed, and cheers sounded from the audience.

"Welcome to the Emperor of the Heavenly Bang of Beizhou!"

The old man with one eye and one eye small took a step forward, bowed and cheered again.

"Welcome to Xizhou Tiandi Emperor Bing!"

The bald old man giggled and waved his hand, and the joy reached another climax.

"Dear VIPs, please sit down!" The Emperor of Zhongzhou asked the three of them to sit down, and then said in a low tone, "Di Yi, since he took office as the throne of Zhongzhou, I have been diligent and walking on thin ice, and I have always paid attention to the states. Emperor Xin of Dongzhou is weak and sick, and he is the best friend. He once said something to me. Whenever he walked in front of me one day, he would entrust me to Dongzhou. At that time, I just listened to laughter, but I didn't expect that things would change, and this matter would come true... Brother Emperor Xin, I miss you!" When Di Yi said this, he let out a sad voice and burst into tears.

His crying was out of control, and there were bursts of crying in the entire square. Even the emperors of the three states kept wiping their tears, and their sadness was beyond words.

Zuo Zhongshu frowned and said, "Xiaoyu, have you heard it? How many people are really crying?"

Zeng Xiaoyu snorted, "It's all fake crying and howling!"

After a while, the crying gradually stopped. Di Yi wiped his tears and said sadly, "Although Brother Di Xin has the words first, I cannot be suspected of occupying other people's land. Today, I also invited the descendants of Brother Di Xin to come over to let everyone witness together how close Zhongzhou and Dongzhou are. For fairness, I will take out the Lantian Meiyu, the authority of Zhongzhou, and hang it here. As long as the descendants of Brother Di Xin have the ability to take him away, he will do the head of the merger of Zhongzhou and Dongzhou!"
Chapter completed!