Just after lunch, the person who came to pick up Ding Yi arrived. He was not a eunuch, nor a famous person in history, nor a beautiful woman. He was just a bearded general in uniform. Da Cisic said hello and asked.

As soon as Ding got on his horse and followed him, when he reached the west side of Yuhe Bridge, the general flag reined in his horse and said to a civil servant waiting there: "Master Zhang, this is the person Mr. Ma mentioned to you before.

Now that I have been brought here, you can arrange other matters."

Ding Yi was mentally prepared. He was not delusional. Not to mention that he was just a scholar. He wanted to seek refuge with a powerful eunuch in the country. Even if a general wanted to promote a small soldier, at all times and in all countries, unless he was on the battlefield, there was no direct way to do it.

This little soldier can see the general in person.

So before he had a clear idea of ​​the situation, Ding Yi kept to the idea that a thousand words were worth a moment of silence, and he followed whatever people called him. The director of the chapter was actually very kind, and handed Ding Yi something in the shape of a belt, while writing

It says "Officials in court will wear this card. Those who do not have the card will be punished according to the law. The borrower and the borrower are guilty of the same crime. It is not used when leaving the capital." One side reads "Siyi Pavilion Tongshi". Siyi people who come to pay tribute need to go to court.

If you meet the Holy Spirit, then the general manager of Siyi Pavilion will naturally have the opportunity to attend the pilgrimage.

"Ding Xiucai, right? Just take this sign with you. If someone from the Qing Dynasty asks about it, just say that he is the general manager of the Siyi Pavilion." Chief Zhang was extremely polite, but he smiled and said, "I'm going this time.

When discussing matters, you must do it carefully. You must know that Mr. Zhang will take special notice and you will be rewarded. "Doing something? What to do?

This was a bit beyond Ding Yi's expectation. I thought that this eunuch would be nostalgic for the past no matter what - at least he behaved nostalgicly. Even if he didn't receive him, it was expected, but at least he would send someone to reward him with a house and two beauties.

, and then it’s only right to open up the joints for yourself on the way to the imperial examination.

How could a scholar be summoned to the capital, suddenly stuffed with such a sign, and then asked to do something?

But Ding Yi didn't ask questions, he just nodded. He firmly believed that if he knew what he should know, others would tell him without asking. If he didn't know what he should know, asking would be in vain.

This made Chief Zhang think highly of him. A dull scholar suddenly said that he wanted to serve under the great eunuch. He was summoned from Rongcheng County to the capital. There was no trace of panic on his face. It was considered extremely...

He has the ability to adapt to changes. And from the beginning to the end, he doesn't ask why or what to do, and he has an air of not being surprised when the mountain collapses. This kind of magnanimity is very rare.

In fact, Ding Yi had done a lot of work as an undercover agent in his previous life, but he would never panic psychologically.

But who is Mr. Zhang?

Ding Yi was heartbroken. He knew only one eunuch named Ma in the Ming Dynasty, and that was Ma Sanbao! Could it be that this is the era when King Yan usurped the throne of Emperor Jianwen? But when he thought about it carefully, it was wrong. Ma Sanbao later helped

When King Yan came to the throne, he gave him the surname Zheng, which is Zheng He. Fei Xin wrote "Xingzou Shenglan", which means that he has sailed to the West. So the real name of Ma Sanbao, whether it is the general banner or the civil servant, is impossible

Zheng He's original surname.

But as an undercover agent, Ding Yi was very measured about how to act and never said much. He just nodded to the principal Zhang and followed him in a sedan chair to the Host and Guest Cleaning Department.

Along the way, there were no imperial edicts, no one was complaining, and there was no assassination. It was all ordinary. But for Ding Yi, it was not like that. He sat in the sedan chair, closed his eyes and listened quietly.

The accompanying officials outside the sedan were chatting in low voices, but at least seven or eight out of ten sentences could be heard. One official asked his companions in a low voice: "Shouldn't this leader be the chief minister of the Qing Li Department?"

Some people say that this Zhang leader was originally from the Nanjing Ministry of Rites. When he was handling the affairs of the capital, he was liked by his superiors, so he was appointed to do this job.

Ding Yi felt so fantasy when he heard it. So he came to Nanjing to handle the affairs that the head of the Beijing Cleaning Department should handle? He didn't know if it was just like this or was it a change caused by his time travel? But apart from that

In addition, he also heard other things: "Who was the person Jin Yiwei attracted just now? Look at the clothes, he is just a scholar, how can you just hand over the Tongshi brand to him? Isn't it a private grant?

What?"

This was immediately stopped by his companions: "Silence, is this what I should ask about?", "That's it, brother, have you ever forgotten what happened to Li Jijiu in the Imperial College?", "Li Jijiu is already dead.

Old things, a few years ago, the Prince Consort scolded the eunuch in his family, what was the result? I went to the prison of Fusi in Xiabei Town, brother!"

It seems that this powerful eunuch is really powerful in the government and the public. He dares to punish the imperial concubine's sacrificial wine, Prince Consort, Qingliu, and nobles.

Ding Yi nodded secretly, yes, that's what he wanted.

For Ding Yi, who has just arrived in the Ming Dynasty for less than three days, he still has a strong sense of alienation from the world. In other words, he does not have the consciousness of being a Ming Dynasty person. Whether he is good or evil, Ding Yi

One is to look at it from a spectator’s point of view.

For the country and the people?

When Ding thought of the two gangsters who wanted to castrate themselves for the sake of the country and the people, he felt that these four words were extremely ridiculous.

In this age where he has no sense of agency, he just wants to live his own life quietly.

But some people didn't want him to live a good life and wanted to ruin his reputation. They even threatened to ruin his widowed aunt's honor and sent people to castrate him. Ding Yiyi felt that if someone did such a thing,

, is the righteous party, then let yourself fall into the arms of evil!

Don't you want him to take refuge with Quan Yi? Well, Ding Yi has made up his mind to do things well and make Quan Yi feel that he is valuable. Then, those who want to take advantage of Ding Yi will find that the person they thought was the insider is actually

They are simply poisonous snakes waiting to give them a fatal blow!

Of course, Ding Yi could also confess that he was forced to work as an undercover agent when he saw Quan Eunuch. But Ding Yi would never do this.

Wei Zhongxian, the "9,000-year-old", was not famous for many days. Wei Zhongxian couldn't remember how long he was famous, but it only took five years for Liu Jin to go from power to power to his downfall. Ding Yi did not want to be liquidated as an eunuch in the end.

Therefore, getting rid of the manipulation of the mastermind behind the scenes and clearing away the traces of the eunuchs is what Ding Yi wants to do.

Ding Yi didn't know that the Department of Host and Guest Cleaning was an agency of the Ministry of Rites, which was equivalent to the modern foreign affairs department. But when he followed Director Zhang into the meeting hall, he had already guessed it. Just because of the distance.

From a distance, I could see those people sitting inside. They were obviously not Ming Dynasty people.

Although they are not full of flesh, have halberd-like beards and hair, and their clothes are gorgeous and neat, to Ding Yi, a wild boar is just a wild boar. No matter how much it looks like a domestic pig, even if its tusks are cut off and its fur is cleaned, its unconcealable

The wild nature of living still comes from within, making it extraordinarily different among domestic pigs.

Chief Zhang met with the other party politely and mostly said some clichés. The other party said that he came to pay tribute and admired the great Ming Dynasty. But Chief Zhang took up the pretense of being a superior country and comforted the foreign vassals who came to pay tribute, etc.

But Ding Yi still understood one thing: the other party was an envoy sent by Wasi.

"Ding Tongshi, please accompany Tuomusiha down to talk over tea." After the other envoy mentioned that Tuomusiha admired the scenery of the Ming Dynasty, Zhang Zhang casually told Ding Yi, and Ding Yi did not ask.

What words are you talking about? What kind of tea are you using? Isn’t there tea now?

Ding Yi agreed honestly, and then left the meeting hall with Tumusiha. His own officials arranged a side room, and it seemed that they had done a good job. The two of them went inside and sat down, and there was someone holding a pen next to them.

To be remembered. Ding Yi understood clearly in his mind that it seemed that talking with tea was a bottom-line transaction.

Sure enough, as soon as Fang sat down, Tuomusiha started to introduce the topic: "Ding Tongshi, this year we are paying tribute to the Ming Dynasty. We have selected the best horses from thousands of thousands. Can the reward be more? The Changsheng Heaven testifies,

We men on the grassland don't tell lies. If Master Ding doesn't believe it, just follow me to see the horses..."

Ding Yi felt a little relieved, and he had some confidence in business negotiations. These days, when foreign countries come to pay tribute, it is actually official trade. The so-called reward is a matter of price, but what Ming wants is face, so naturally they will not use envoys from the two countries.

They came to discuss matters such as how many horses to pay tribute and how much grain to reward, so this conversation over tea came about.

Quan Gong, who he wanted to defect to, supposedly had a relationship with Xiu Caigong's father, but after he came to Beijing, he arranged to do this. It seemed that he was thinking of using his talents according to his talents. If he wanted to get rid of the man who forced him to be an undercover agent,

If there is a black hand manipulation, then it must be reused, and to be reused, it must be done well.

But I have to say that this is really weird. Ding Yi found it very ironic that a scholar came to negotiate the horse price with the Waci people.

I just thought about what I heard from the officials in the sedan chair just now. Quan eunuch was allowed to handle such clean things as offering wine at the Imperial Academy, and the eunuch who was scolded by his consort at home was also sent to the prison of Beizhen Fusi. Look at this Quan eunuch.

It really can't be measured by common sense.

What Ding Yi can do is to get things done.

How can we get things done? It's nothing more than cutting down the price of the reward at the negotiation table.

"Ding Tongshi, you must know that in the eleventh year of Zhengtong, many people starved to death in the winter on our grassland. If the Ming Dynasty was willing to borrow food at that time, our tribe would not be so miserable!" Tuomu Siha saw that Ding Yi was not there!

He spoke out, but his tone gradually became tougher, "If the reward is too small this time, I won't be able to survive, but I will take it myself!"

This was considered a diplomatic threat. Ding Yi smiled and extended his hand: "Please tea." After saying that, he picked up the tea and blew the tea foam slowly. This tea is really good. After all, these days, there is no serious pollution like modern times. Everything

They are all original. Ding Yi took a sip of tea, put down the tea cup, and said with a smile, "This tea is good..."

"Not a bad bird..." Natumusiha muttered in a low voice, with veins popping out on his forehead. It was obvious that he was suppressing his emotions, otherwise, he would almost be punched on the table.——

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