"Ah... Miss Zhen Hejin, we are so destined. I never thought we would meet again."
Hearing the word "destined", Zhen Hejin's cheeks heated up even more, and he shyly looked away, "Sir, little girl...little girl..."
Not only Zhao Yanhao looked surprised, but the three elders Jiang, Huang, and Lu also cast their eyes over. When they saw an unknown Ryukyu young woman standing opposite, a malicious smile appeared on their faces.
Seeing several elders looking at the two of them with evil smiles, Zhen Hejin felt a fever in his ears. He lowered his head and whispered:
"My little girl... my little girl has gone to Fengjian Castle Palace..." As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and ran out in a hurry.
Looking at Zhen Hejin's back, several elders laughed maliciously "hehe".
"Aren't you familiar with Ryukyu girls?" Huang Tianyu said with a smile.
"Hmm..." Zhao Yanhao didn't deny it, he just played with the wine glass in his hand in a disappointed manner.
Although before the wedding, Wu Xiangxian tried every means to persuade his father and father-in-law not to engage in such unethical ostentation, both his father and father-in-law flatly refused, and had no choice but to respect him again.
After Wu Xiangxian had dealt with the relatives and friends of the Fang family in Fengjian City, he was already exhausted. He first went to the study and sat down to drink a cup of tea that had been brewed in advance to relieve the hangover. When he tasted it, it turned out to be "Li Mu" made in Song Dynasty.
"Mountain Wulong", I couldn't help but be speechless: "It's better to be solid than to lose my grandson!"
Wu Xiangxian put down the tea cup and sat for a while to wake up before walking into the third room.
In the room, a pair of "Song candles" with red characters of "Happiness" were burning. In the candlelight, Sihu Jin had spread out the bedding and was wearing a wedding dress. He was sitting aside and waiting.
Looking at the newcomers across from him, Wu Xiangxian couldn't help but feel guilty in his heart: he has been studying in Satsuma Domain in the past few years and rarely returned to Ryukyu. Although he returned to Ryukyu for a long time this time, he was always with the envoy, and he never had the chance to go.
Fengjicheng, visit your fiancée.
Wu Xiangxian's heart warmed, and he walked forward and couldn't help hugging her. Sihu Jin couldn't help but say "Yeah", but his face was full of joy.
"Sigui, don't leave, okay."
"Once a man has said something, there is no way he can follow it. How can there be any reason to regret it?" Wu Xiangxian shook his head.
Sihu Jin bit his lip, gently pushed Wu Xiangxian's arms away, turned around and was about to help Wu Xiangxian untie his robe. Suddenly, he heard the maid outside shouting: "Uncle!"
Sihujin's expression suddenly changed. Wu Xiangxian quickly signaled Sihujin to be silent and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Replying to my uncle, it's Zhen He Jin who is seeking to meet Sika Nazhi."
Wu Xiangxian glanced at Sihujin, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I know, let her wait a moment."
Sihu Jin couldn't help but look at Wu Xiangxian with resentment: "No wonder you asked her to come to the wedding banquet to be the congratulatory girl. It turns out you had ulterior motives!"
"Madam, how dare I hide a word! This is the arrangement of Wende Maharaja Kanashi."
"I'm being bullied into living in Fengmi City and you are living in Shuri, so you just..." Sihujin said in a bitter voice.
"It's just that we are neighbors, don't get me wrong... Madam knows that I hate strange things the most. Ever since she said nonsense that she was possessed by "Ao Na Na" a few years ago, and then became a daughter-in-law, I have been with her again.
There is no communication. As the saying goes, those who deny it will be disgusted by God! God will be disgusted by it!"
Wu Xiangxian couldn't help but laugh twice, and then he coaxed Sihu Jin a few more words, and then said: "Madam, take a rest for a while, I'll be back as soon as I go."
Wu Xiangxian stood up and walked out of the palace. When he saw Zhen Hejin and his maid standing outside the palace, Zhen Hejin ordered the maid to rest first. After the maid walked away, he looked around guiltily and then said: "Si Gui, what's the matter?
I hope you can help me express my apology to Sister Sihu Jin. I am here this time just to ask for something..."
"It doesn't matter. Just say it."
"I...I have a sweetheart..."
Wu Xiangxian felt a little scared in his heart: This person must not be me! If so, even if I jump into the sea, I won't be able to wash it off!
"It's... who is he?"
"It's... the envoy of the Song Dynasty - Lord Zhao Yanhao." Zhen Hejin couldn't help but blush.
"Ha?" Zhen Hejin opened his mouth and Wu Xiangxian was stunned.
"But how can I let you understand this intention? I heard that Maharaja Kanashi said that I can only leave this matter to you."
Wu Xiangxian could only frown and think for a while: "It's difficult! Mr. Zhao will seal the boat and set sail in two days, and the affairs are complicated; besides, there are many things in my family that have not been settled properly, and I'm afraid I won't be able to see Mr. Zhao in person..."
Zhen Hejin couldn't help but feel sad for a while, and couldn't help but burst into tears: "Can't you even do anything?"
Wu Xiangxian thought for a moment, then said, "I have a way... I just don't know if it's feasible or not."
After attending Wu Xiangxian's wedding, several elders returned to the Angel Hall to stay and rest.
Early the next morning, Jiang Yuanzhi issued a personnel appointment order to Zheng Jue in Salutang: "With the approval of the Ministry of People's Welfare, Labor and Foreign Intelligence Bureau, Zheng Jue is appointed as the deputy director of Yuntian Station. Fully responsible for Zhongshan direction.
Work, focusing on monitoring the trends of Zaifan."
"Thank you to the organization for trusting me, and thank you to the leaders for supporting me!" Zheng Jue immediately straightened his body and saluted Jiang Yuanzhi and several other elders. Several elders gave him a sparse applause.
Congratulations.
"Do a good job. Although you have the name of Yuntian Station, you will be responsible for the work of Naha and Shuri from now on. When my Song Dynasty's ship arrives in Naha, you and several other newly sent intelligence agents will be responsible for the response work
——This requires execution, so we are looking forward to your performance." Jiang Yuanzhi patted Zheng Jue on the shoulder twice.
"By the way, you are responsible for the work in Naha and Shuri, so of course it is impossible to ask you to abstain from sex." Zhao Yanhao said in a confused manner, "But don't go to Yuguo! You will get all kinds of diseases.
Especially syphilis, do you know what it is? In Ryukyu language, it means bayberry sore, or Nanban sore. I heard that this thing is very popular in Ryukyu, especially in Naha. In addition, it is best not to provoke married women.
Husband, I remember that Zhongshan’s law is similar to the Ming Dynasty Law, which stipulates that it is not illegal for my husband to kill an adulterer or an adulteress! If it doesn’t work, just provoke the prostitute..."
"Eh? You can still provoke a yellow girl." Zheng Jue couldn't help but look excited.
"Aren't you really capable of it?" Zhao Yanhao immediately gave him a look, "Are you planning to put your name on the Lingao Times, put a black frame on it, and then be carried gloriously into Cuigang? I said
, can you ask the Intelligence Bureau personnel to fill in something serious about your cause of death in the list of those who died in the line of duty?"
Zheng Jue laughed twice and suddenly remembered something: "Oh, by the way, chief, then... after I take charge of the situation in Naha, who will be the chief's translator?"
"You don't have to worry about this. And when you were in Lingao, didn't you popularize Ryukyu language to other cadres and masses who are coming to Ryukyu? Moreover, I suggested that King Nakayama send some people from your Kume Village to serve as
Translators, such as Cheng Bingxian, Yang Mingzhou and others."
"Uh," Zheng Jue was stunned and immediately lowered his voice, "Commanders, there is something you must not tell Director Jiang..."
"What's going on?" Everyone pricked up their ears in unison.
"The cadres and masses I taught, at least before I set out, I couldn't understand a word of Ryukyuan they spoke..."
"You melon boy, most of the cadres who went to Beishan are from Fujian. I can always understand you clearly when talking to people in your village..." Jiang Yuanzhi couldn't laugh or cry.
"Even if you are from Fujian, you can't do it! When I was rowing under Zheng Ni in Zhongzuo, that donkey always beat me because I couldn't understand what he said, saying things like 'A duck listens to thunder'.
For another example, the Prime Minister Tang Rongsi is the Zijin doctor Cai Jian. The dialect he speaks——"
Zheng Jue was talking enthusiastically when he saw a suspicious object wandering towards Zhao Yanhao and the others from outside the door. The object was made up of a thick stack of rice paper and scrolls of "Australian paper"
, revealing legs wearing white stockings and black cloth shoes, moving forward with difficulty.
While everyone was staring at this scene with their mouths open, Zhao Kui gasped and put the stack of scrolls on the table in the middle of the Salu Hall.
"Chief, chief, please take the time to write these down!"
"What is this?" Looking at the scroll that looked like a small mountain, Jiang Yuanzhi and the others were shocked.
"This is the paper that Ryukyu officials asked me to write as a souvenir." Zhao Yanhao's face twitched. "When the envoys of the Ming and Qing dynasties returned home, Ryukyu officials would also ask them to write poems and inscriptions for themselves.
As a souvenir or something. Unexpectedly, it was my turn to write this time..."
"Can you finish writing this?" Jiang Yuanzhi thought this was a bit funny and laughed maliciously.
"Oh, what can I do? I'm desperate too! So I've been putting off writing until now. Which of you is good at writing calligraphy? Please write a few for me." Zhao Yanhao said with a sad face.
"You'd better write it yourself." Huang Tianyu pretended to look around at the scenery.
"Since we asked the 'canonized envoy' to write the inscription, we shouldn't have written it in the first place." Lu Yang also turned his face to the side.
"Huh huh, don't be so picky anymore. Do you know what happened to Lihua? Then it will be the Ryukyu people's turn to ask you to write. Let's see if you can laugh or not?" Zhao Yanhao sneered twice, pretending to be calm.
"But we will refuse the inscription," Jiang Yuanzhi chuckled, "not to mention that we are not canonized envoys, so what is the practical significance of asking for our signature?"
Zhao Yanhao felt helpless for a while - it was better to be a good person in the end, so he picked up a piece of "Australian paper" and saw that it was signed "Beishan Supervisor Xiang Sheng Zu", so he opened the ink cartridge on the table, picked up the deer hair pen and dipped it in it.
After getting wet with ink, my hands were shaking as I crookedly wrote two lines of words on the paper:
"Kitayama is a good place." "Today we arrived at the Nakijin of our dreams." This chapter has been completed!