There was no wind in the hall, but behind Diao Xianjie it was as cold as falling into an ice cave.
The surroundings were full of silver-armored warriors, and the cold light emitted from the gaps in his face armor shrouded the figure of Diao Xianjie, the Ailao military and civilian consolation envoy who was kneeling on the ground with his body bent to the ground.
There was no sound in the hall, and the silence was eerie.
It was so quiet that Diao Xianjie could hear his own, frantic heartbeat that seemed to break his chest.
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"My... minister... Ailao military and civilian comfort envoy Diao Xianji... pays homage to His Majesty the Ming Emperor... Long live your Majesty! Long live your Majesty!"
He trembled and spoke in blunt Chinese, the most pious language he could think of.
However, I didn't get any response.
In fact, silence is also a kind of response, a kind of indifference and indifference.
This made him even more panicked.
In his memory, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty should not be like this. He still remembers that when he was a child, when his father, the previous envoy of the Ailao military and civilians conferred by the Ming Empire, came to see Emperor Hongwu, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty personally greeted him with his hand and gave him fine wine.
Gold and jade.
But now, he could only crawl on the ground and look at the boots of the silver-armored warrior in front of him.
The emperor of Ming Dynasty summoned him, but he didn't seem to like him very much.
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Suddenly, the emperor's voice sounded, "Xuanwei Envoy, raise your head!"
It was a light, high-pitched voice, without any emotion, but in a gentle tone, it said an order that could not be disobeyed.
Diao Xianjie slowly raised his head, and a bead curtain appeared in front of his eyes.
Behind the bead curtain is the emperor wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, sitting on a bright yellow soft seat.
He just glanced at it and immediately lowered his head quickly.
Because the emperor's eyes are very terrifying...
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At this time, footsteps were heard outside the hall.
Diao Xian's eyes moved, first he saw a pair of apricot-yellow boots embroidered with dragons, and then his eyes moved upward...
The round belly makes the dragon on the dragon robe somewhat deformed.
A jade belt that should have been around the waist kept falling with the footsteps of the visitor and the pressure from the bulging belly...
Then, a fat, harmless smiling face appeared in front of him.
Diao Xianjie felt a chill in his heart and quickly lowered his head.
The emperor's gaze frightened him, and the fat man's gaze in front of him chilled him.
Looking at him with a smile on his face, it was like being stared at by a poisonous snake...
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"The Emperor has something to ask you!"
Zhu Gaochi first glanced at Zhu Yunxi behind the bead curtain, and then spoke with a smile.
He thought that this kind of tone and tone was nothing, but in an instant, Diao Xianzao got goosebumps all over his body.
"Is the grandson of the Chen Dynasty of Annan outside real?" Zhu Gaochi continued.
Diao Xianjie was shocked and said quickly, "It's absolutely true, it's genuine!"
"How damn vulgar! Is this really how it is used?"
Zhu Gaochi said contemptuously in his heart, and then continued, "How long have we known each other, Ambassador Xuanwei, and the grandson of the Chen Dynasty?"
"Three years..." Diao Xianjie said without hesitation, "When I was inheriting the title, I traveled in Annan, and I met Chen Wangsun at that time! I hit it off and became good friends!"
As he spoke, he was thinking rapidly along this line in his mind.
"Why don't you come to visit the Ming Dynasty?" Zhu Gaochi suddenly emphasized his tone.
"At that time... I was at that time..." Diao Xianjie was startled and said hurriedly, "I have relatives in Annan. One of my aunts married into the royal family of the Chen Dynasty in Annan.
My disciples, what they call a trip is actually a visit to relatives, and in the process of visiting relatives, I met Chen Wangsun!"
"Don't Ailao and Annan have a grudge? Why do they still intermarry?" Zhu Gaochi asked quickly.
"Well...the reason why my aunt married the Annan royal family is because of marriage!" Diao Xiangui said, suddenly raising his head, "Your Majesty, our small country of Ailao has been bullied by the Annan thieves over the years...
..."
"What's the name of the person your aunt married from the Chenxing royal family?" Zhu Gaochi interrupted Diao Xianji directly and asked with squinted eyes, "How many people do you rank after the Chen family in Annan? What is the lineage?
what?"
"This...?" Diao Xianzhao's forehead felt hot.
"Since we are getting married, you should know your uncle's lineage, right?" Zhu Gaochi asked with a smile, "Can you write Chinese characters?"
"I am proficient in pen and ink!"
"Give him a pen and paper!" Zhu Gaochi glanced at the soldiers around him and said.
The few silver-armored warriors heard it true, but they remained motionless.
Zhu Yunxi nodded slightly to one of them, and then someone walked out of the hall and came in holding a study room.
"Write!" Zhu Gaochi was too lazy to instruct the warriors. He knew that he could not move them, so he directly said to Diao Xianju, "Write it out!"
Diao Xianjie was so flustered that he didn't know how to write for a long time.
After finally picking up the pen, I looked like I had a gloomy face with nowhere to write.
At this time, Zhu Gaochi was still on the side and continued to ask questions.
"How did Annan Chen Wangsun escape to your Ailao?"
"The Li thief usurped the throne..." Diao Xianjie was distraught, "When the royal family of the Chen Dynasty was being massacred, Prince Chen and his grandson happened to be away from the capital, so they escaped the disaster."
puff!
A drop of ink fell on the rice paper, and it immediately became a mess.
"Then what!" Zhu Gaochi continued to ask.
"Under the desperate escort of... Chen Wangsun's loyal servants, he was sent to Ailao to surrender to his subordinates! At that time, Chen Wangsun really had nowhere to go!"
"How many guards did he bring to join you?"
"Fifty....."
"Did he ever tell you about the thrills on the road from Annan to Ailao? How many checkpoints did he pass? How did he avoid the search? Was there a fight and how many people around him died?"
"All...."
Diao Xianjie felt that his head was divided into two halves. One half had to gradually brainstorm how to write the lineage of the Chen Dynasty royal family, and the other half had to answer Zhu Gaochi's tricky questions.
"What did Chen Wangsun tell you when he arrived at Ailao?" Zhu Gaochi was still asking, as if he was endless.
"Why did you follow him to the capital of Ming Dynasty?"
"Aren't you afraid that Annan will blame you for hiding the princes and grandsons of the Chen Dynasty?"
"How much land and population has been occupied by Annan in Ailao over the years?"
"When you come to the capital of the Ming Dynasty, who will take charge of the military and political affairs on your behalf?"
"How many people are in your family?"
"How many wives do you have?"
"How many sons?"
Beads of sweat and ink kept falling, and Diao Xiansha's hands kept shaking.
His calligraphy on the rice paper looked like it was crawling by a dog. Now it looks like it was scratched by a dog...it is impossible to read.
A long, long time!
Diao Xianzhao lived like a year, Zhu Gaochi finally stopped asking, and he finally finished writing.
He put down his pen and knelt limply. His whole body was soaked with cold sweat. He looked at what he had written and gasped for air.
"Look at you, you can't ask nice questions if you want to say nice things!"
"The Envoy of Xuanwei has come from afar, but you are asking questions!" He said with a gentle smile, "Give the Envoy of Xuanwei a seat!"
"Quickly stand up and sit down!" Zhu Gaochi smiled like Maitreya Buddha.
Diao Xiangui looked at the stool that had been provided, but his legs were filled with lead and he could not move.
"There is no need to be afraid, Xuan comfort envoy!" Behind the bead curtain, Zhu Yunxi smiled again, "Because the matter of the emperor and grandson of the Annan Chen Dynasty is a serious matter, as the king of the superior country, I must not be careless!" As he said this, he smiled more warmly.
He said, "I will discuss everything you mentioned carefully with all the ministers! Well, you can live in the capital and appreciate the scenery of our Ming Dynasty!"
As he spoke, he smiled more kindly, "After I have been busy these days, I will hold a banquet at Jinshendian to comfort the envoy Jiefeng..."
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Screen, switch again.
In the stands in the imperial garden, Chen Tianping, the grandson of Annan, was thinking about how to catch up with Li Jinglong, the Duke of Li Cao.
Unexpectedly, Li Jinglong led someone directly towards him.
"Chen Wangsun?" Li Jinglong had a spring breeze smile on his face.
"Don't you dare!" Chen Tianping quickly stood up and bowed his hands.
"Sit down!" Li Jinglong smiled and sat down next to the other party, "Are you still used to living here?"
"I don't even live here, but I was dragged to watch a show as soon as I arrived in Beijing!" Chen Tianping cursed in his heart, but on his face he said, "Thank you for your trouble, Duke Cao, everything is fine with me!" As he spoke, he sighed, "
The world is so big that there is no place for those who have subjugated their country. If it were not the country of my parents in the Ming Dynasty, I am afraid that I would have died in a foreign country long ago!"