Chapter 909 is ugly

The hall is continuous, magnificent and deep, the palace pavilion, the magnificence is magnificent, the palace pavilion is everywhere, hidden in the rockery pond water, beautiful. (Net)

This is the place to receive foreign envoys, and it is the face of the imperial court, so naturally it cannot be bad in these aspects.

Han Wu Zhu Gaoxu sat in a flower hall, saying that it was a flower hall, but it occupied a cross-courtyard, and the courtyard of the fine house, the pavilion and the flower garden were all available, just like a fine house. Lu Zhen, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, sat down at his bottom and said, "Your Highness, Meng Fusheng, the squire of the Ministry of Rites, has gone out of the city to greet the two envoys of the Timurid Empire. According to the ceremony, it should be received by the Honglu Temple, sent to the hall for placement, and then given the etiquette by the Ministry of Rites, and the day to ascend to the palace to face the king.

Now that the emperor is not in the capital, if they want to go to the prince's palace to meet His Royal Highness, they are afraid of causing gossip and etiquette, so they ask His Royal Highness to condescend to the nobles, and use this hall as a place to meet. When they arrive, His Royal Highness can welcome them to the bottom of the corridor, without descending the ranks, and after their salutes have been completed, they will be invited into the hall to talk! ”

Zhu Gaoxu nodded, and Lu Zhen said again: "Since the emperor is not in Beijing, this banquet is not necessary, it can only be entertained by the same hall." The minister transferred an interpreter from the Siyi Pavilion to translate the words for His Highness! ”

Zhu Gaoxu nodded again, still did not speak, he was silently remembering the various etiquette processes of receiving foreign envoys that he had seen before, these things would not be used for a prince for many years, so he would naturally not be familiar with them.

Lu Zhen thought for a while, and said: "Also, foreign countries and other states have different etiquette, if you come to make a stand and it is not expensive, and practice the etiquette of the state, Your Highness does not have to insist too much on it!" ”

In the Han, Tang, Song and Ming dynasties, Chinese monarchs have never been too entangled in this issue. When the foreign envoy saw that Tang Taizong stood and did not kneel, Tang Taizong just smiled, and when the cripple Timur was alive, his envoy made a pilgrimage to the Yongle Emperor and did not kneel, and the Yongle Emperor was not furious and blasted him out. In my bones, this is a kind of self-confidence, which will not deny one's authority because of whether to kneel or not, and cannot strengthen the country because of 'obscenity', and is more pragmatic in diplomacy.

Therefore, Zhu Di followed Xia Xun to perform a military parade, not because Timur's envoys did not worship this superficial thing, but from their attitude towards Ming diplomacy and their behavior of detaining Ming envoys, it was judged that their ambitions were growing, and showing off their force was to show the strength of the Ming Dynasty, in order to achieve a more long-term goal, otherwise why would they be so aggressive. (Net)

Zhu Gaoxu was dedicated to two things, listening to his introduction, while silently remembering the etiquette, when he heard this, he suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly asked: "Oh! When they came, there was a fight in **, and a lot of people died? ”

Lu Zhen smiled bitterly: "No, it's the day before yesterday, the two of them had a quarrel because of a quarrel when they were resting, and then they fought, and many people died on both sides." ”

Zhu Gaoxu stroked his beard, smiled knowingly, and thought: "It seems that this prince and grandson of the Timurid Empire have reached the point where water and fire are incompatible. Wonderful, both ask me for the Ming, this can make a big fuss, if I force it to comply, grow my Ming majesty, my father will be happy! ”

Zhu Gaoxu was thinking about it, when people outside the hall shouted horses and cars, and two envoy teams of the Timurid Empire, which were subordinate to the fourth son of the emperor Shahru and the grandson of the emperor Hari Sultan, arrived at the same time.

"Please, please!"

Meng Fusheng, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, got off his horse and gestured to the envoys of both sides, and the two envoys of the Timurid Empire dismounted together and walked to Meng Fusheng's side, one had a new wound on his cheek, and the other hung his arm with a bandage, glaring at each other violently, and snorted heavily. Meng Fusheng looked helpless, and hurriedly stood between the two to separate them, and even gestured to invite them into the guild hall.

The hall is magnificent, with birds singing and flowers, just like a garden. Zhu Gaoxu did not meet in the main hall and avoided the flower hall, this is also to avoid suspicion, the prison country is not the emperor after all, the foreign envoy arrives, the prison country can not ignore it, but it cannot make the posture of the lord of a country.

Meng Fusheng led them through a hanging flower ear door, and followed the fine stone path to the flower hall, where the guards stood with swords in front of the hall, very solemn. Meng Fusheng hurriedly turned around, pressed his hands down, made a silent gesture to stop, and then lifted the placket of his robe, turned back and went in to report. Zhu Gaochi and Lu Zhen were sitting in the hall, the door was open, how could they not see the two foreign envoys arrive, as soon as they stopped, Zhu Gaochi had already stood up and slowly stepped forward.

"Your Highness, the foreign envoy has arrived!"

Meng Fusheng hurriedly saluted the King of Han, Zhu Gaochi nodded proudly, and floated out, Meng Fusheng hurriedly stretched out his hand and pulled Lu Zhen, who was following behind, and complained angrily: "My lord, the lower official is ugly today." (Net 7*"

Lu Zhen was stunned: "What? ”

Meng Fusheng was just about to speak, the King of Han was already standing under the corridor, coughing heavily, Meng Fusheng hurriedly stepped out of the threshold and introduced to the two people: "This is our Royal Highness the King of Han, Your Majesty is on a northern tour, and the King of Han is now my Ming Prison State, and he has not come forward to meet him!" ”

Two foreigners with high noses and deep eyes and a curly beard under their jaws stared at Meng Fusheng with a pair of deep sunken eyes, with a question mark on their faces.

Zhu Gaoxu had treated them as if they were like the Mongols and if they saluted on one knee, he immediately shouted and gave them a dismount first. This matter is a little beautiful, the limelight can directly cover the prince, coupled with the fact that the prince has repeatedly made his own ideas and provoked his father's anger, and there is great hope for him to compete for the throne, but when the words came to his mouth, he saw that the two of them were motionless, and they didn't even bend their waists, they couldn't help but be shocked and angry, and turned their heads and asked Meng Fusheng: "What do they mean?" ”

Meng Fusheng also panicked, and said loudly: "This is His Royal Highness the King of Han of the Ming Dynasty, and I haven't seen the courtesy?" ”

The two foreigners looked at Zhu Gaoxu in a daze, they were also wondering, they also felt that this tall and mighty young man should be a big man, but they didn't know who he was. It is said that the Ming Emperor is not so young, it is a matter of the national body, and before the identity of the other party is clarified, how can they easily salute.

Seeing that the two of them were still not speaking, Meng Fusheng couldn't help but turn to the interpreter of the Siyi Pavilion who was standing on the other side of the Han King Zhu Gaoxu, and said, "Flip! Flip it to them! ”

The interpreter rolled his eyes and said in his heart: "Isn't there a translator standing next to you, I am doing a translator for King Han today, why do you want me to translate to him when you speak!" He muttered in his heart, coughed, and translated what Meng Fusheng said to the two envoys of the Timurid Empire, but the two foreign envoys still stood there stupidly like ducks listening to thunder.

The interpreter also panicked, and said it loudly again, the other party listened carefully with his ears sideways, and after listening, he just spread his hands, looking helpless, and the interpreter panicked, and stammered: "They...... Could it be that the deaf are not successful? ”

At this time, the unlucky translator who was following Meng Fusheng quietly leaned over and whispered, "Brother Chen, they don't seem to know Mongolian. ”

"Huh?"

The interpreter standing next to Zhu Gaoxu was startled and lost his voice: "Don't know Mongolian? Is it reasonable that they deliberately make things difficult for others? ”

Zhu Gaoxu's face was already blue at this time, and he said in a deep voice: "What are you muttering? Why don't they say nothing? ”

The two interpreters stammered and couldn't answer, at this time one of the two bearded men seemed to understand something, and muttered a string of words, and the two poor interpreters widened their eyes and pricked up their ears, but they only understood a few words, and the two muttered for a long time, and they couldn't understand the meaning of the whole sentence, so they had to kneel down in front of Zhu Gaoxu, and said with a sad face: "Your Highness, their language is ......, and Weichen can't understand it......"

During the Tang Dynasty, the Western Regions paid tribute. At that time, the Tang Dynasty and the Western Regions had close contacts, but no one could fully understand the languages of the Western Regions, and no one could understand the language of the Western Regions. Now, Zhu Gaoxu, the king of Han, came with great interest, and finally encountered this kind of embarrassment.

I couldn't understand the words, who else was this majesty going, Zhu Gaoxu couldn't even figure out who the two bearded men in front of him were Shaharu's people and who were Hari Sultan's people. Zhu Gaoxu's face turned red suddenly, he blushed and asked people to place the envoys on both sides first, and as soon as the two foreign envoys left, Zhu Gaoxu jumped like thunder, and scolded the two ministers, Lu Zhen and Meng Fusheng, before he brushed his sleeves away.

After half a day's effort, this joke spread all over the city of Nanjing.

The official language of the Timurid Empire was Turkic, which belonged to the same Altaic language family as Mongolian, and some of their vocabulary was the same, but it was far from the point where they could understand Turkic if they understood Mongolian. The folk languages of the Timurid Empire were mainly Persian and Arabic, and none of these language areas were currently areas with frequent exchanges with the Ming Dynasty, so the Ming Dynasty had very few linguistic talents in this area.

The Ming Dynasty from Yongle five years to set up a special translation of foreign Chinese and Chinese language and the Siyi Museum, so far only five or six years, because few scholars are willing to engage in this industry, the Siyi Pavilion for the four Yi countries set up eight translation halls, the largest number of people in the museum is only four interpreters, some perennial countries are only one or two teachers, not even students.

Even in the face of Tatar, Jurchen, Korea, Japan, Luzon, Annam, ...... these close exchanges, the main translators also relied on local transportation to the imperial court.

But today's embarrassment is actually very difficult to encounter, because the envoy country also has an interpreter, even if the two countries are too far apart and do not learn each other's languages, their interpreters also know the third-party language in the middle of the two countries, which can be used as a communication platform, and the communication platform between the Ming and the Timurid Empire has always been Mongolian.

But coincidentally, the two envoy teams of the Timurid Empire fought when they stopped, and many people died, including their interpreters, and the two interpreters of the Ming Mongolian Pavilion were only proficient in Mongolian, which caused the current embarrassing situation.

Mochou Lake, the island in the middle of the lake, drizzle and misty, picturesque.

Xia Xun wore a robe, wore a bamboo hat, sat on the bow of the boat, held a fishing rod, and said to Xu Jiang, who was standing behind him with an umbrella: "The prince is benevolent and filial, he has always cared for his brothers, and he has always cared for his brothers, how can he complain to the emperor about his brother?" Let's not bother with it, someone will be the wicked man. ”

He lifted the fishing rod, quickly changed the bait, and shook it leisurely, the fish floated on the rippling lake surface twice, froze, Xia Xun said leisurely: "Prepare the car, I'm going to invite someone." Give Han Wang another dose of eye medicine, and it's time for us to appear. ”

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