Farmhouse full garden sweet-scented osmanthus

Chapter 1151 What do you mean
When the man opened his mouth, he also spoke broken Chinese.

Several people introduced themselves, and the emperor nodded and said, "Give me a seat."

The four people behind these four people muttered something, the four people nodded, and walked to the seat on the other side of Xiangye and sat down.

To express his welcome to the four envoys, the emperor proposed to share a glass of wine.

But within two breaths after saying this, Abzan murmured loudly that he didn't know something.

Soon, the interpreter behind him got up and said loudly: "Ming Luo Dynasty Emperor, our Beihu people drink from big bowls, and such a small wine cup is not enough to fit between the teeth."

The translated Chinese also has a strong accent, but it can still be heard clearly.

Find fault?

Osmanthus raised her eyebrows, such an obvious tone of disdain, even an outsider like Osmanthus could hear it clearly.

Some officials who were military generals were dissatisfied immediately, but the emperor didn't make a sound, instead he narrowed his eyes, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Osmanthus fragrans observed the emperor's reaction, her fists clenched slightly.

The emperor's eyes were looking at Ling Chenyi, obviously wanting Ling Chenyi to show his face.But I was sitting behind Ling Chenyi, so I couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

But judging from his back, Ling Chenyi didn't seem to want to refute.

Guihua's task today is very clear, she only needs to understand the instructions of the emperor and Ling Chenyi, and at the same time listen to the envoy's words.

Seeing that Ling Chenyi didn't respond, Osmanthus also continued to lower her head slightly, continuing to play her little transparent.

The scene seemed to have fallen into an eerie silence, but someone soon broke the atmosphere.

It was Xiao Shan Cunkou who spoke, speaking in his native dialect.

After he finished speaking, the interpreter behind him said: "Although I, Dongfan, drink from a small wine cup on weekdays, if something happy happens, I will also drink from a large bowl or cup to express my happy mood. Even though we are not in our Dongfan country today, our envoy still thinks that drinking from a big bowl is the only way to show a happy atmosphere."

Depend on!It really is a shit stick!

Although Osmanthus fragrans couldn't speak freely, she despised Dong Fanuo in her heart.

It seems that no matter before or after crossing, some countries are all kinds of cheap!
With such an obvious provocative behavior, many officials present couldn't sit still anymore, with angry expressions on their faces.

It's just that the emperor and Ling Chenyi still didn't express anything, even if those ministers and officials were angry again, they wouldn't dare to make a mistake right now.

Thomas didn't have a beard on his face, so his expression was easy to see. I saw that this man was just smiling, very gentlemanly. The translator behind him nodded.

After receiving the instructions, the interpreter just stood up with his head down, and said loudly: "The wine utensils used for drinking in my Western Regions are almost the same size on weekdays. They are larger than the wine utensils of the Ming Luo Dynasty, but if they are the same as those of the Northern Hu The big bowl is a little smaller than the big one, if everyone here agrees, you can consider using the wine utensils from our Western Regions."

this sound...

Osmanthus fragrans raised her eyebrows suddenly, and looked in the direction of the interpreter from the Western Regions.

For some reason, Osmanthus always felt that the translator's voice sounded familiar, but for a while she couldn't remember where she heard it.

I wanted to look at that person's face to make sure if I was hallucinating, but that person kept his head down all the time, and his cheeks were full of beards, making it difficult to see his true face.

Could it be that I heard wrong?
While Osmanthus fragrans was thinking about the familiar voice, Ling Chenyi, who had been silent all this time, finally opened his mouth, his voice was a little lazy, and seemed to have a slight smile, "Flower Messenger of Southern Border, what do you mean? "

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