I was the emperor in the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 120 The Embassy Anecdote
The autumn sun hangs down into the western mountains, and dusk has come.

The children playing and playing at the entrance of the alley are going home together; the hawkers who set up stalls on Chongwen Street have been busy all day, and now they finally have time to rest;
The dirty boats transporting dirt at the gate of Dongbian are still busy; the brothels on both sides of the small canal in Sichengfang have been lit with red candles, which arouse the infinite reverie of passers-by on the road.

But Chengshou Avenue in Qingmingfang is full of sadness at the moment.

The Mid-Autumn Festival, which symbolizes reunion, is approaching, and other places in the city are lively in their own way. Only in Qingmingfang, many people hang white hemp on their doors.

As soon as the temporary resettlement office was established, Zheng He stayed in Chengshou Street and never left. He personally arranged for people from Dongchang and Dongcheng Bingmasi to resettle the people and comfort the relatives of the dead and injured.

The busy afternoon was not in vain. At dusk, the relatives of the dead and injured had received the money, and they were willing to hand over their relatives' spiritual seats to the imperial court for the public mourning hall to be built.

The commander of Dongcheng Bingma Division hurried into the small courtyard where Zheng He was sitting, knelt down on one knee, clasped his fists and said:

"Duke Zheng, all the dead and injured people have been properly buried outside the city, and the imperial hospital sent three more imperial physicians here."

Zheng He didn't make a sound, just nodded.

Bai Qiliang was used to Zheng He's unsmiling appearance, so he didn't care, and said again:
"Wu Qianhu also asked me to report to you that Dongchang has found a den of Mingjiao in the city, and all eight members of Mingjiao have been arrested."

Zheng He nodded slightly when he heard the words, and smiled for the first time:

"The errands were handled fairly neatly. After our family returns to the palace, we will explain to His Majesty that this matter has nothing to do with you."

When Zheng He's words fell to the ground, Bai Qiliang immediately lifted his spirits, knelt down on one knee and turned into two knees, and bowed to the tunnel:
"Thank you, Mr. Zheng."

"There is gold under the man's knees. Kneel to the sky and kneel to your father. Our family is not worthy of your kneeling. Get up."

Talking to himself, Zheng He paced out of the small courtyard, leaving only Bai Qiliang behind in a daze.

Naturally, Zheng He didn't come out to neglect his duties, but there was one more important thing tonight than the people in Qingqingfang.

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Honglu Temple, one of the Five Daming Temples. ,

The only fourth-rank yamen among the five temples is in charge of tribute etiquette and foreign guests.

Envoys from Champa, Siam, Luzon, Adan, Java, Guri, Mount Ceylon, Sumatra, and Zhubu, who came from the West with Zheng He, have stayed in the embassy of Honglu Temple for five full days. .

Compared with the grand reception in the past, the envoys of the nine countries were very disappointed with this cold reception. Every day, they would vent their anger on the officials of Honglu Temple, and they would also make all kinds of unimaginable and wonderful requests.

Just when everyone in Honglu Temple couldn't bear it, the inner court finally came. The emperor will summon the envoys of nine countries in Honglu Temple tonight, and only the Ministry of Rites and Honglu Temple will accompany him.

"Ambassadors, the Emperor Ming is going to entertain you in the palace tonight. You can bring your tribute list and two attendants into the palace. The banquet will start in half an hour, and you can prepare for it."

With a polite smile on his face, Shu Benqian, Zuo Shaoqing of Honglu Temple, spoke loudly in Chinese with a perfect accent.

The envoys of the nine countries came to pay tribute to Daming and bow down to Daming, and each of them brought an interpreter who could speak Chinese and their own language.

Before the translators could finish repeating Shu Benqian's words, Deng Changfuzhong, the envoy of the Champa Kingdom, shouted in dissatisfaction.

"I want to see your emperor, I want to see your Shangguan Mo Chaoxian, you are a small fifth-rank official, you are not worthy to give orders to me."

Champa Kingdom borders the Ming Dynasty. Since the Eastern Han Dynasty, it has been deeply influenced by the Han family culture in the Central Plains. The font language used in the country is all Chinese characters and Chinese characters.

The nobles in the country are not only proud to speak Chinese and wear Han clothes, but also everyone has a Han family name.

Although Deng Changfu's Chinese is poor, Shu Benqian can still understand it.

Still smiling very politely, Shu Benqian said indifferently:
"Ambassador Deng's words are so absurd. I am sending you a banquet invitation on behalf of the Emperor Ming. When did I issue orders to you?"

Deng Changfu went to Ming Dynasty almost every year, and this was the first time he felt angry.

When the last Ming emperor was in power, he called him into the palace as soon as he arrived and rewarded him with a lot of gold and silver. It's not like this Ming emperor who let them live in the small embassy of Honglu Temple for five days.

"Shu Benqian, I traveled thousands of miles and came here on behalf of His Majesty the King of Champa. How could you treat me like this? Even though your Emperor Ming is dead, you shouldn't treat me so coldly. I feel angry."

Hearing Deng Changfuzhong's words, Shu Benqian was so angry that he couldn't even maintain a polite smile on his face, and said coldly:
"Deng Changfuzhong, envoy of the Champa Kingdom, I advise you to be cautious!"

"How dare you call me by my first name? As an official, don't you know it's impolite to call someone by their name?"

Shu Benqian laughed back when he heard the words, and said contemptuously:

"Leaving aside that you have been calling me by my name all the time, just based on what you said earlier, I can put you in prison right now."

The atmosphere was gradually tense, and the envoys of the other eight countries all had different expressions.

Deng Changfu wanted to say something more, but when he saw Shu Benqian's cold eyes, he snorted pretentiously, and said instead:

"I don't have the same knowledge as you, I will explain your crimes to Emperor Ming at night.

It is too few to bring only two entourages into the palace. There are hundreds of people in my Champa Kingdom envoy group, and I have no way to bring only two into the palace. "

Shu Benqian had no patience with the envoys of the Champa Kingdom, and said calmly with his hands clasped together:

"This official statement has been brought, you can decide for yourself."

After finishing speaking, Shu Benqian waved his sleeve robe, turned around and strode out of the embassy.

Along with Shu Benqian came two Liupin Temple Chancellors from Honglu Temple. Shu Benqian's attitude frightened them.

Although Daming was not always responsive to envoys from various countries, he respected them every time. How could there be such a thing as Shu Benqian.

A Si Cheng and Shu Benqian had a good relationship, and just after they left the embassy, ​​they asked:
"Shu Shaoqing, when you talked to the envoy of Champa like that before, you were not afraid that he would sue the emperor?"

Shu Benqian laughed when he heard the words, without the slightest worry on his face, with his hands behind his back, he deliberately made a profound gesture and said:
"Do you know what Sir Si Qing said to me when I came here?"

"I don't know about it, I would like to hear the details."

Shu Benqian became interested at this moment, bent down with some evil taste, and imitated the casual tone of Sir Siqing:

"Ben Qian, the palace has just issued an order that the emperor will summon the group of envoys in the Lizheng Hall tonight, only Honglu Temple and the Ministry of Rites will accompany you. You can find any master to inform."

Master Bo was only an eighth-rank official in Honglu Temple. Seeing Shu Benqian's funny imitation, the two temple ministers couldn't stop laughing. They couldn't stop laughing.

(End of this chapter)