Merry Xianggong Ximen Qing

On October [-]th, although there will be light snow in a few days, people who get up in the morning are surprised to find that Bianliang has ushered in the first snow. I don’t know when the snow fell at night. There is only a thin layer of snow on the stone road. , and was soon trampled without a trace by the crowd.

Even so, this light snow can already make people feel the freezing chill, but it has not affected people's travel; the streets are still bustling with activity, the common people wear cotton clothes, the rich wear all kinds of furs, and the servants Carrying the stove for drying hands, he followed behind the sedan chair which had been replaced with cotton curtains.

A pair of wooden clogs stepped firmly on the stone pavement of Gaotou Street, and the crisp sound made passers-by look sideways.

Fujikichiro's clothes were still bright, but they looked thinner in this weather, not to mention the pair of icy clogs, the chill rushed straight up from his feet, Fujikichiro shivered from the bottom of his heart, but he still walked steadily with.

Next to them, Sun Junming and Zheng Qing were clad in fox fur robes, exhaling hot air from their mouths.

To be honest, this kind of weather is not that cold in Japan. Although Fujikichiro felt a little chilly, it was not enough to freeze his hands and feet; what he really felt chilled was what was about to happen.

For the untouchables in Dongying, the merchants of the Great Song Dynasty are already like heaven; when he went to Wang Fu's place last time, Fujikichiro only realized afterwards that he was a very big official. Sun Junming and Zheng Qing were afraid that he would show cowardice, Didn't tell him at all.

But today, the three of them are going to visit the official family, the Taoist Emperor Zhao Ji, the Son of Heaven of the Great Song Dynasty.

When it came to this point, Sun Junming and Zheng Qing naturally couldn't deliberately conceal it, but told Fujikichiro in advance.

Because there is an interpreter who can speak Japanese in the palace, if Fujikichiro speaks nonsense again, he will be exposed by the interpreter immediately.

If it was exposed, the three of them would naturally end up beheaded.

Fujikichiro was very nervous. When he heard that Emperor Song was going to meet him yesterday, his throat muscles were almost locked and he couldn't speak at all.

"Just follow what we taught you sentence by sentence." Sun Junming told Fujikichiro in this way: "You are not Fujikichiro today, but Fujiwara Kitaro, the envoy of Japan, so you can't talk too much."

Fujikichiro recited those words again and again, and stayed up almost all night; Sun Junming got up in the morning to check it out himself, and when he felt that there was no problem, he urged to eat quickly so that he could leave for the forbidden area.

Fujikichiro walked quickly, still reciting those sentences in his mouth; when he reached the Donghua Gate, an official from the Yellow Gate had already come out to greet him.

"Why did you come so late? You almost missed the hour!" The yellow gate official scolded: "Our family has been waiting for half an hour! If it wasn't for the sake of Eunuch Liang..."

Before he finished speaking, Zheng Qing greeted him with a smile all over his face. On the palm of his hand was a folded sheet of ten-pass handover: "This father-in-law has worked hard! I am not familiar with the road, so please bear with me!"

The Huangmen official didn't change his expression, he raised his whisk and shouted: "Since you're here, come with us!"

Zheng Qing understood, turned his hand over, and the handbook fell into the sleeve of the official Huang; Go inside the Donghua Gate.

After walking for a while, they arrived at the Hall of Ruisi. The Huangmen official handed over Sun Junming and the other three to the little Huangmen official who was waiting at the gate, and went away on his own.

The little yellow gate officer frowned and looked around for a while, especially Tokichiro, who was a little hairy.

"You are the Japanese envoy? Do you have credentials?"

Sun Junming's heart moved, and he retold the fabricated story of the shipwreck, and motioned Tokichiro to take out the forged gift list from his arms: "Eunuch Liang ordered..."

"Of course our family knows that Eunuch Liang ordered it." The little yellow gate official took the gift list and still frowned and shouted in a low voice: "Wait here!"

After understanding this sentence, Fujikichiro saluted subconsciously; fortunately, Zheng Qing pulled his sleeve, so he didn't show his feet; Sun Junming and Zheng Qing saluted the little yellow gate official's ass.

The little yellow gate official went in to communicate, but the three people outside the gate could not wait to stretch their necks to see what happened inside.

"Brother, are you okay? Brother, my heart is beating in a panic!" Zheng Qing said in a low voice.

"Shut up!" Sun Junming signaled that there was another little yellow gate officer standing guard outside the door: "Where is this place, don't talk nonsense!"

At this moment, a voice came from inside: "Xuan Dongying's envoys have an audience!"

Fujikichiro's limbs were almost numb and he couldn't move. Sun Junming stretched out his hand and was about to pull Fujikichiro in when he saw the little yellow gate official come out.

"Hurry up and go in!" The little yellow gate official yelled at Fujikichiro in a low voice: "Didn't you hear the official announcement?"

Sun Junming and Zheng Qing were on the left and right, and they were about to carry Fujikichiro in; the little Huangmen officer stretched out his arms and said, "What do you mean, the officials let the envoys in, it's nothing to you!"

"Little eunuch, this envoy doesn't understand official Chinese very well. The two of us will help interpret."

Sun Junming smiled but met a cold face.

"Presumptuous!" The little yellow gate officer turned his face and said: "What is this place? Are you able to enter as soon as you say it? There is an interpreter who can speak Japanese, you two are honest and waiting outside for our family!"

Sun Junming and Zheng Qing heard this, so they had to push Fujikichiro forward, and the little yellow gate official led him in.

"Show me these two people, don't let them wander around the palace!"

The little yellow gate official didn't forget to remind his companion before he went in, and the latter simply called two guards directly, and took Sun Junming and Zheng Qing seriously.

Sun Junming was quite calm, while Zheng Qing's face changed a little, and he kept winking at Sun Junming.

Sun Junming glanced at the two guards and shook his head decisively.

Up to now, we can only see if Fujikichiro can live up to his expectations.

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Fujikichiro followed the little yellow gate official and entered the Ruisi Hall. The stove was already lit inside, warm and dry, which immediately drove away the chill on Fujikichiro's body.

"Is this the place where Emperor Song usually stays?"

Fujikichiro moved his limbs, looked around nervously, and with his thin body, he looked like a monkey running down the mountain.

This kind of image made Daojun Emperor Zhao Ji couldn't help laughing, and he was the first to laugh out loud; all the officials laughed, and Eunuch Liang next to him naturally couldn't help laughing too.

There was another person who laughed louder than the officials, and the room was full of laughter, even the interpreter couldn't help laughing.

This burst of laughter made Fujikichiro not sure what was going on, but it seemed that the person sitting in the middle was the Emperor of Song Dynasty; Fujikichiro was so sure because only this person was sitting in the whole room, while the others were sitting. is standing.

But why is everyone so happy?

Fujikichiro slapped on his body, afraid that something would make people laugh.

But this action revived the silenced laughter.

"The envoys come forward!" Liang Shicheng shouted sharply, "Do you understand etiquette?"

The interpreter immediately performed his duties and re-said these two sentences in Japanese. Although some pronunciations were a bit weird because he suppressed a smile, Fujikichiro still understood.

The clogs sounded again, and Fujikichiro took two steps forward, knelt down and kowtowed three times seriously: "The envoy Fujiwara Kichitaro of Dongying pays his respects to His Majesty the Emperor of Song Dynasty, long live long live long live!"

These heads are quite decent, because Fujikichirou has practiced countless times in Xixilou, but the targets are Sun Junming and Zheng Qing; although the pronunciation of these words is a bit stiff, they are spoken in Chinese.

"Get up." Daojun Emperor Zhao Ji seemed to be more satisfied and nodded: "It is not easy for you to travel far. Although there are unforeseen circumstances and the ship capsized, you have kept this gift list, which is considered hard work."

As soon as Zhao Ji finished speaking, the interpreter next to him repeated it in Dongying dialect.

Seeing that Emperor Da Song did not doubt his identity, Fujikichiro secretly breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and was about to reply according to the predetermined formula; suddenly a lazy voice came from beside him: "Wait a minute!"

Fujikichiro jumped, looking around, it was the young man who laughed the loudest just now.

"Lord Ximen!" Liang Shicheng's complexion changed, and he shouted, "Is this the time for you to interrupt?"

Ximen Qing shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Eunuch Liang, I have doubts about the identity of the envoy." After finishing speaking, he cupped his hands at the Taoist Emperor Zhao Ji: "Your Majesty, this person claims to be the envoy of Dongying, but except for a There is no more evidence in the gift list, and the next official expressed doubts."

Everyone in the room gasped when they heard this, and cast their eyes on Tokichiro; although Tokichiro didn't understand what Ximen Qing was saying, the behavior of everyone already showed that things had changed, and suddenly there was a small drum in his heart, and he jumped. faster. .

Hearing this, Zhao Ji became interested: "If the Qing family has any questions, you might as well ask the envoy face to face."

Ximen Qing accepted the order with a smile and said, "I will obey the order."

Zhao Ji opened his mouth, but Liang Shicheng was not easy to get angry. He personally reported the news of Dongying envoy's request to Zhao Ji, but when Wang Fu interceded, he patted his chest as a guarantee.

Liang Shicheng was willing to step forward, firstly because Wang Fu said that the envoys were willing to share [-]% of the gift as a thank you, and secondly because Dongying had not officially sent envoys to pay tribute for hundreds of years. This credit was actually more important to Liang Shicheng than money.

Isn't the great country coming to Korea just for the sake of all nations?

When the envoys pay tribute, they have to return the gift several times every time in the Song Dynasty, so that they can show the demeanor of the country, right?

In Zhao Ji's view, spending such a small amount of money is simply not a big deal.

It's just that Dongying hasn't come for a long time, and Daojun Emperor Zhao Ji has nowhere to spend the money.

"However, I don't understand Dongying." Ximen Qing turned to the interpreter: "You give it to the interpreter."

The interpreter took the order solemnly, Ximenqing smiled slightly, and turned his gaze to "Fujiwara Kitaro": "This Kitaro, I have some doubts in my chest, and I want to ask you three questions."

After listening to the interpretation, Fujikichiro hesitated for a moment, but nodded, and replied in Japanese: "Please ask this adult."

Liang Shicheng pricked up his ears nervously, and Emperor Daojun knew Ximen Qing's nature, and waited for Ximen Qing to ask questions with great interest.

Unexpectedly, Ximen Qing's first question was beyond everyone's expectations.