"The Rakshasa Kingdom mission has entered Beijing!"

Such news spread in the capital early in the morning, and there were not many people in the city who had to go to see this lively place.

There are three or four Catholic churches in the capital, and you can often see Westerners living in the capital.

Second, many of the Cossacks captured in the First World War in Northern Xinjiang were Tatars, whether it was hairstyle or appearance, it could not help but make the people in the capital think of the pain many years ago, so they called it "big-nosed Tartar", and there is nothing to see.

The people in the Imperial City at the feet of the Son of Heaven, every one of them feels that they are well-informed, and many of them are also good mouths who talk about the world.

There are many people in the wine shop who say that this time the imperial court attaches great importance to it, because the Siyi Pavilion and the Huitong Pavilion have actually been renovated, which is really a big face.

In the past, when the Korean and Ryukyu missions entered Beijing, the houses in the Huitong Pavilion were never repaired. When these people came, they paid for the repairs themselves.

Many people in the neighborhood are living on this, and they can't live elsewhere, and the tributary missions of various countries can only spend an extra amount of money as bribes and hire people to repair it.

The imperial court has always turned a blind eye, and this time the imperial court actually took the initiative to spend money on repairs, which is really a great love.

Most people in Beijing are not so sensitive, and they don't have too many ideas about whether this is a gift or a tribute. These are the things that the readers care about, and they are not educated and qualified to care.

For the people of Beijing, the biggest impact is...... The Andingmen is the only way for the dung truck, and it was not allowed to pour the dung yesterday, and it was necessary to go elsewhere, which was inevitably a little irritable.

South of Guozijian, in a restaurant near the Ya of Daxing County, Chen Zhen, who has not recovered from his back injury, sits alone in a wine shop and drinks.

The doctor told him not to eat hair or drink alcohol. But he ordered hair such as mutton and duck, and brought a pot of rice wine, pouring himself a drink.

Listening to the muttering of the diners next to him, he couldn't help but shake his head secretly, and the resentment in his heart became more and more angry.

The Rakshasa mission entered from Andingmen, and if they wanted to go to the Huitong Pavilion near the Ten Princes' Mansion of the former dynasty to rest, that is, the area around Wangfujing Street, they must pass through this street.

Guards from the Children's Army have been deployed on both sides of the street, and many students have gathered near the Shuntianfu School in the Yongle period opposite the wine store.

After a few glasses of wine, Chen Zhen shouted loudly: "Shopkeeper, take the pen, I want to mention poetry!" ”

This is not far from Fuxue and Guozijian, and there are many literati who mention poetry here.

As long as you don't mention anti-poems, how to write and how to write, and the shopkeeper can also know the words, otherwise it will be difficult to serve those merry men well, and I am not afraid that I can't understand poems such as "The city is full of golden armor, dare to laugh at Huangchao and not a husband".

took the pen and ink, opened the research, Chen Zhen took out a few big coins as a reward, and the shopkeeper smiled and put it away: "Childe, I have to go to greet other guests." ”

When the shopkeeper turned back, a line of large characters dripping with ink had been written on the wall.

The wine on the table was not finished, the meat was not eaten, and enough silver was left on the table, but the man was gone.

Looking up at the still wet poems on the wall, the shopkeeper muttered two sentences and couldn't help but scold.

"Damn, bad luck!"

Dapeng Fei Zhen Eight Descendants, Zhongtian is not strong.

The rest of the wind is agitated for eternity, and the Fusang is hung on the stone coat.

Later generations have passed on this, and Zhongni is dead.

He knew that this was Li Taibai's poem, which was magnificent, but the meaning was not very good.

This is Li Taibai's fateful poem......

The poems mentioned in the store are all self-composed poems, and it is rare to see the poems of the ancients. Even if I occasionally borrow two allusions, I don't mention the poem before death in the place where I eat.

scolded two sentences of bad luck, thinking about burning a few sticks of incense for the Zhenwu Emperor at night to get rid of bad luck, and couldn't help but praise it.

This pen is really well written, the pen walks the dragon and snake, the pen is like a knife, and there is really a fluttering wing.

Fortunately, there was a lot of silver left on the table, and in addition to food and wine, there were a lot left.

Looking at the face of these silvers, the shopkeeper didn't scold a few more bad words, just thinking about finding a piece of paper to paste tomorrow, and then finding someone to ask a few words of congratulations to press it.

When he cleaned up the table, he grabbed two pieces of leftover mutton and chewed them in his mouth, listening to the drums and gongs that were beating outside, and knew that the Rakshasa Mission had arrived.

The shopkeeper was too lazy to go out to see the excitement, and just picked up a pile of dishes to leave, he heard a shout from downstairs.

"The Celestial Empire is humiliated, and the gods and men are angry!"

"Traitors and mislead the country, I will punish the heavens with blood!"

"Heavenly punishment!"

The voice was a little familiar, and when he turned his head to look at the ink before he dried, the shopkeeper was so frightened that his soul was gone, and he didn't care about the sound of the broken bowl and rushed to the window.

He had read a little book, and knew that the above would be punished by killing the next; The following is killed.

These two heavenly cries were loud.

On the street under the window, the boy who had been drinking wine just now, wearing a retro crown, a cyan shirt, and a long sword, rushed towards the count in front of the Rakshasa Mission.

"Heavenly punishment!"

The shouting continued, but soon the children next to him crushed him to the ground, kicked his sword away, and threw the crown on his head and dragged him aside.

The shopkeeper swallowed his saliva in shock, and then turned around to taste the Taibai desperate poem on the wall, this soul was really frightened, and rushed downstairs and shouted: "Owner! Landlord! Something went wrong......"

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On the street, the Count of Sava kept enough composure, looked back at the sword-wielding assassin who was strangely dressed and looked to him like a priest's uniform, and asked the accompanying Qi Guogong very calmly.

These days, he has also learned some Chinese vocabulary, but he can't understand the concept of "诛" on behalf of heaven at all, but he thinks of the "god" whose pronunciation is closer to heaven.

"Because we are heretics? Is that a Catholic? ”

Qi Guogong naturally understood what Tianzhu meant, but he was so panicked in his heart that he couldn't do it.

It is said that this kind of thing has nothing to do with him, and the first responsibility lies with Li Jiusi, the Duke of Eguo, who is afraid that something will cause something to cause an accident in the visit of the mission that was prepared in advance.

Now fortunately, it didn't hurt anyone, that Confucian student was not good at learning, but he was afraid that he couldn't even shoot art, so he dared to come with a sword. It's good that he is not good at learning art, otherwise if he has the master's ability and shoots in the air, is it not blood splattered on the spot?

If something really happens, and the peace between him and the Rakshasa is gone, at least there will be big trouble in the Dzungar Ministry.

Listening to the translator, Qi Guogong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart that he had to try the attitude of these Rakshasa people in this matter.

Seeing that the Rakshasa people were not panicking, he couldn't show panic on his face, so he could only keep calm and smile although he didn't take it seriously: "No." But your gift is not a 'tribute,' but a gift, which is unacceptable to the proud reader. You are the first mission to enter Beijing. ”

Although Count Sava didn't quite understand it, he roughly understood the meaning, and said curiously: "What about North Korea?" ”

"That's just the prince under the Son of Heaven. So it's a tribute, not a gift, so how can it be called a mission? ”

Sava nodded, looked back at the Assassin who had been dragged away, and said, "What a terrible pride. ”

"With such assassins, with such pride, this is a peace that can be admired."

"If it wasn't arranged in advance, maybe the negotiation would have been more respectful. This man is worth the roar of twenty cannons. ”

Tentatively, he asked, "Do you all see it this way?" ”

Qi Guogong knew that on such an occasion, he needed to be neither humble nor arrogant, and he needed to test the views of the Rakshasa people.

It seems like a simple four words, but it is not easy to do.

So he calmly told a few old stories about the assassins, and finally smiled: "Righteousness goes, life and death are not afraid." Some of you may be martyred for your Lord, and may be consecrated; There will be people who die for what they think is righteousness, not for canonization, not for honor, just like the man I just said who cut off his face before he died, making it unrecognizable. ”

After repeatedly confirming that it was not a martyr who had chosen to attack the infidels for the sake of "some god", but for the sake of a non-entity, non-idolatrous "righteousness", he waved his hand and drew a cross, praising the Assassin.

"Heroes."

Qi Guogong was also relieved after repeatedly confirming that the translation was the word "hero" with the meaning of approval.

After hearing that the Rakshasa people used a very positive word, Qi Guogong only felt that the cold sweat behind him was condensed, called his relatives around him, and whispered a few words to him to hurry up and talk about it.

At least, this matter now seems to be not only harmless, but also let the Rakshasa people show their bottoms.

The Rakshasa people did not use this to make a living, nor did they use this to say other nonsense, in the eyes of Qi Guogong, it can only prove two things.

First, before the Rakshasa delegation came, the Rakshasa court had already set a tone that had to be negotiated, and this tone could not be changed.

Second, the battles in the north and the sights and stories along the way shocked these Rakshasas and gave them a further understanding of the comparison of strength.

If this is not the case with either of these two items......

Then the Rakshasa people will definitely take the opportunity to make trouble.

Something big happens, and it's like nothing to do.

Not only did they not make trouble now, but they also expressed respect for the belief in "righteousness", even if it may be against their will, which proves that the Rakshasas are very concerned about this negotiation on trade, mission, and congratulations on the enthronement, and they also hope to achieve a bottom-line result.

The follow-up negotiation is a matter of you entering and I will retreat, which is enough to prove many hidden things.

Since the emperor chose the Duke of Qi as the leader of the negotiations in the north, it would definitely not be just because Zongren Mansion Zongzheng and the opposite side also had the obvious reason that there was an earl, but naturally he valued the ability of the Duke of Qi to make decisions on the spot, at least in terms of people's hearts.

After judging the attitude of the Rakshasa people through this incident, Qi Guogong immediately asked his relatives to pass on the news to the imperial court.

"The matter...... As long as it never happened, the Rakshasa people don't mention it, and they don't mention it themselves. There is no need for condolences, and the attitude can be a little more arrogant. ”

Personally bypassing the mission brigade, he passed through the children's army in front of him who were strengthening the defense, and quickly passed the news to the people who were preparing to receive it at the Siyi Pavilion, and at the same time spread the news to the palace.

Li Gan, who was waiting for the Rakshasa delegation to see him, heard the news, and said with a gloomy face: "Arrest the children's army." Secret Trial! Was it spontaneous, or was it instigated? ”

Liu Yu, who was on duty in front of the palace, heard the news, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart: "Fortunately, it's a sword." Damn, if this is a musket, I'm afraid the court is going to ban shotguns? This kid is a man, admire, admire! ”