"What Ming Gong said, I really want!"

Abe Zhongmaru smiled a little bitterly, but he still echoed Yan Zhuang's words, but in Yan Zhuang's opinion, this may not be a duplicity, but a helpless decision he made when he was hopeless to return home.

"Your envoy doesn't have to be pessimistic, and now a hundred wastes are waiting to be raised, it is the time for my generation to show their strengths, why not take this opportunity to pursue fame and fortune?"

Suddenly, Yan Zhuang found that he had said too much, and he himself could not have a clear understanding of the future, so how could he persuade others? Suddenly, the atmosphere in the cramped carriage was slightly awkward.

The carriages and horses hurried away, and Yan Zhuang and his party finally arrived in Chang'an before sunset. Chang'an's city defenses were still very strict for obvious outsiders like them, and everyone, regardless of their status, had to get out of the car and be interrogated. Yan Zhuang stretched his hands and feet beside the car, and also breathed in the fresh air outside, the two envoys sent by the Japanese State were indeed embarrassed, and the smell was also very bad.

The last time he came to Chang'an, it was ten years ago, Yan Zhuang recalled the sudden change in his identity in the past ten years, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion. Although the prime minister of An Lushan leaned towards the government and the opposition, but in the long run, An Lushan was seriously ill, his lower limbs ulcerated, and his eyes were blind, and it was precisely because of this that the border general who dared to rebel lost all authority in self-confinement, and finally died tragically under the collusion between his son and the eunuch.

Now the only way out is to take refuge in Qin Jin, so before leaving, Yan Zhuang had already made a plan, he must confess his heart to Qin Jin, make his position clear, and supporting Qin Daili may be the four-character mantra he relies on to turn over. But he can only think about these words over and over again in his heart, but he can't say them whenever he meets people, he must know that if he says too much, he will lose, and for the sake of his own safety, he must also plan before acting.

"Chang'an, I'm finally back again!"

Suddenly, a slightly miserable cry made passers-by look sideways, and even Yan Zhuang couldn't help but look over, but saw Abe Nakamaro kneeling under the city gate and bowing solemnly.

Yan Zhuang said: The Japanese people are hypocritical, and anyone who has experienced disasters will feel the feelings, so why should they be so coy?

However, he has a good impression of Abe Nakamaro, a Japanese national, and naturally he can tolerate some hypocrisy on this person. He came to Abe's side, his emaciated shoulders shaking rhythmically, and it was obvious that he was a little uncontrollable in his excitement.

"Since we have arrived in Jingshi safely, you and I will say goodbye here, I expect that there will be a day when we will meet in the future!"

Abe Zhongmaru arched his hand and solemnly saluted:

"As Ming Gong said......"

After passing the inspection of the city gate officials, the cavalry and horses quickly entered Chang'an City. Chang'an takes the drums at sunset as the standard for closing the city gate, as long as the drums sound, even if they pass the test, they can only enter the city until dawn tomorrow, because they rush into Chang'an and don't want to delay outside the city for one more night.

In order to show his sincerity, Yan Zhuang went to see Qin Jin as soon as possible before he even lived in the pavilion.

Qin Jin was not surprised by Yan Zhuang's arrival at all, which was also in line with his consistent evaluation of Yan Zhuang as a person. A person like Yan Zhuang is only good at seeking people, but not making trouble, and generally uses him to engage in the struggle for power and profit, but if he is placed in an inappropriate position, it is very likely to be bad.

"It's been a long journey, and it's hard work!"

Originally, Yan Zhuang had already sat down, but he was so shocked that he immediately bounced up, and hurriedly waved his hand and said:

"No, no, don't you dare to be a justice anymore, the villain is a guilty body, if it is already a blessing to be forgiven by the doctor, how dare you expect anything else?"

Qin Jin nodded with satisfaction, regardless of whether this attitude came from Yan Zhuang's sincerity, but at least he could be sure of one thing, that is, Yan Zhuang wanted to come out and do something, and he didn't want to become an idle cloud and wild crane.

However, the way of employing people lies in relaxation, if you don't hang him for a few days, it will make Yan Zhuang feel that everything is too easy.

"It's not easy to come to Chang'an once, rest for a few days first, and then talk about it, if you have any requirements, just put it forward, someone in Qin can guarantee that it will meet all your requirements!"

Yan Zhuang was secretly a little disappointed, and hurried to show his loyalty, but his hot face was attached to his cold buttocks, and his heart was really not good. However, he is not a person who easily reveals his true thoughts, and only thanks:

"Thanks to the doctor's love, the villain has no requirements!"

From Luoyang to Chang'an, after thousands of miles, Yan Zhuang has thought very clearly and put his mentality in the most suitable position. Yes, no matter how good Qin Jin was to soothe him, he had an attitude from beginning to end, and it seemed that his eyes had always been calm.

After several years of struggle, Qin Jin also has a clear understanding of these people in the officialdom, the city government is deep, and it is also standard to lie and not change his face. It's not that he looks down on people like Yan Zhuang, it's just that when dealing with this kind of person, you have to be up to the spirit of being 12 points at all times, and if you are not careful, you may be calculated by the other party.

Yan Zhuang was also very knowledgeable, and seeing that Qin Jin was not very interested in him, he got up and retired.

"Yan Xianggong is one step slower!"

Qin Jin suddenly stopped him, Yan Zhuang's heart beat wildly, thinking that Qin Jin had something else to explain, but he saw Qin Jin take out an azure porcelain jar and hand it over as if he was doing a trick.

"This is the new tea sent by Shuzhong this year, with a fragrant aftertaste, a special taste, try it!"

Qin Jin has a hobby, sewing people like to send a can of tea, so over the years, as his status has been rising, under the effect of authority to imitate the wind of tea is also better than day by day, especially after only leading the Shenwu army into Chang'an with the power of victory, and mastering the court, everyone is more proud of tasting tea.

However, this jar of tea that is difficult to find by ordinary officials made Yan Zhuang very disappointed, what he hoped was to be an official, and he was not interested in eating and drinking at all.

Looking at Yan Zhuang's slightly lost and depressed back, Qin Jin raised his eyebrows and smiled, this person had already entered his body.

Soon, the military officials sent the information collected and sorted out by the secret agents that day. Most of them were mediocre news, but only one caught his attention.

"Abe Nakamaro?"

The name sounded familiar to him, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it for a while. Originally, these envoys were not qualified to be recorded in the intelligence of secret agents. It's all because this duke came in the same car as Yan Zhuang, and Yan Zhuang is a traitor anyway, so he is naturally under strict surveillance.

However, it was just a matter of sending Tang envoys, and Qin Jin didn't care much. But he immediately thought about it again, wasn't this person the same Abe Nakamaro who had crossed east with Jianzhen? But according to the historical records, shouldn't he have returned to Japan by boat in the 14th year of Tianbao? Why was he still stranded in Chang'an until the 4th year of Zhide?

Qin Jin stood up and stretched his muscles, now there is just some time, you might as well meet this person.

In the Chang'an Post House, Abe Zhongmaro was pushed and pushed out by the post officer.

"Where did the beggar come from? He has neither official credentials nor a photo, so he pretends to be an envoy in plain water, how can he deceive me and have no one in the Tang Dynasty?"

Since the fall of Chang'an and the hands of the Tubo people, the mentality of the officials and people of Chang'an has also undergone subtle changes, such as this post official, he is full of strong hostility towards those foreign envoys of Fanbang, for no other reason, just because his clansmen died in the chaos when they were trapped in the city, so how can he have a good face for these foreign envoys of Fanbang?

"I am indeed an envoy to the Tang Dynasty, and the clerk's certificate has been lost in the shipwreck, and the Ministry of Rites and I are close friends, so I might as well ask ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he was rudely interrupted by the officer.

"I also said that I know the prime minister of the court, get out of here, otherwise I will summon the soldiers who patrol the city to deal with it by military law!"

At this time, although most of the public security work in Chang'an had been handed over to Jingzhao Mansion, the Shenwu Army had never relaxed its inspection of Chang'an City, and any slightest disturbance would be extinguished at the first time. The adverse impact of a siege on Chang'an has not been completely eliminated until this time, and Chang'an has always been a place where all forces are deeply cultivated, even if the Shenwu Army now controls the situation with force and absolute authority, there will still be disgruntled people who are secretly watching the opportunity all the time, hoping that a coup d'état will turn the whole world upside down.

Qin and Jin had experienced several coups in Chang'an, and knew that coups had become almost commonplace for the great city at the center of the empire. In order to prevent problems before they occur, strict rectification is also a last resort. It's just that Abe Nakamaru doesn't seem to know much about the current situation in Chang'an, and he still habitually thinks that the Son of Heaven is still high, and no one can challenge his authority and status.

"His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty treats me like a guest, you are just a servant, are you not afraid of being punished by the imperial court if you are so rude?"

The postman smiled when questioned.

"What a joke, you beggar is also messing around, you don't have any proof of identity, why should the inn take you in? As for rudeness and punishment, isn't it even more nonsense?"

"I can testify for his identity, it is indeed an envoy sent by the Japanese State to the Tang Dynasty!"

The postman suddenly heard someone talking behind him, and when he looked back, he was a strange middle-aged man in a brocade robe, and his bearing was either rich or expensive. However, the brocade-robed man did not intend to suppress people, but asked the servant to politely hand over the certificate to prove his identity.

"I went to Chang'an with this Tang envoy, they originally crossed the Wa Kingdom with Master Jianzhen by boat, but they were shipwrecked, although nine deaths and one life should not be ended, how about asking the post official to raise his noble hand?"

At the same time, the solemn servant stuffed a stack of gold leaves into the waist of the postman very covertly, and the postman obviously struggled for a while, but in the end he couldn't resist the temptation, and the previous tough attitude also softened.