The streets of Luoyang,

A Kushan man in rich clothes was chatting with the vendor, he was communicating with the difficult vendor in the most non-standard Chinese, and the vendor's attitude towards him was kind, not angry, racking his brains, and even guessing before he could understand what he meant.

"I have three hundred dollars with me... I'm the prince of Kushan, I'll go back and get it for you? ”

"Jun, this thing is thirty dollars, not three hundred dollars, you can take these..."

"Three hundred? Or three thousand? Three thousand is too expensive! I can't afford it. ”

"It's... What Jun said, I don't know, this thing, thirty, thirty money, thirty money! ”

"It's... Bhasuti, what he said, can you understand? ”

Guishan's chief envoy looked at the deputy envoy on the side a little helplessly, and asked a little anxiously, and the deputy envoy Po Suti was also a little dazed, and said: "Prince, you ordered everyone in the mission to travel freely and go out to play, and the two of us don't know Chinese, this... I had already advised the prince not to let them go, but the prince just wouldn't listen... What's going on? ”

Greasy Sega smiled, he laughed very gently, he looked at the peddler, bitter eyebrows, a little helplessly put the slightly rough copper mirror in his hand in the dealer's hand, his eyes were completely reluctant, the vendor was a little helpless, simply sat down, picked up the note, carved it on the ground, carved it again, impatiently carved it on the ground thirty times, and then raised his head and looked at Greasy Sega.

And in the presence of Grassega, he took out thirty coins from the money and handed the rest to Grassega.

At this time, Greasy Sejia reacted, he turned his head, looked at the deputy envoy beside him, and suddenly said, "It's thirty dollars!" ”

He laughed happily, picked up the bronze mirror, put the money handed over by the other party in his hand again, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Reward you!" You're a good man! He was like a child, holding the bronze mirror, and walked away happily, leaving only some stunned vendors, who looked at him and shook his head helplessly, this Guishan people are all fools, and he made it so clear, he still gave himself three hundred dollars.

Looking at the distant Grishga, the deputy envoy had a headache, and the king didn't know why, so he wanted to send him as the chief envoy of Kushan, this Grassega is the younger brother of the current king, he is a very good person, often steals money from the palace, and goes around to help the poor, but he is obviously not suitable to be the chief envoy, just qualified in terms of status.

However, this prince was not only loved by the people of Kushan, but also by merchants and nobles, and the people of the envoys were also obedient to him, but often when they encountered major events, they were still responsible for themselves, which was really a chore, Posuti thought with a sad face.

In the evening, the prince returned to the post station, and everyone in the envoy group warmly greeted, and then he wanted to sit with them to eat, or under the full opposition of Bhasuti, the prince was aggrieved to eat alone, he was a royal family, and the accompanying officials were not qualified to eat with him, they were not from a great aristocratic background, and the deputy envoy was also very helpless to this prince who was nearly thirty years old but had not grown up.

After a while, a group of people came to visit them.

As the chief envoy, Grusega personally went out to greet him, and the person who came, with an extraordinary bearing, was extremely arrogant, tilted his head, and his eyes seemed to be unable to tolerate anyone at all, and Grusega was a little afraid of this person in his heart, this official of the Han Dynasty brought an accompanying translator, and the translator explained to Grusega that this was an important minister of the Han Dynasty, and the Son of Heaven was ready to meet them tomorrow.

Tired Sega almost jumped up happily, looked at the deputy envoy, and exclaimed with some excitement: "Bhasuti, I think this Son of Heaven should be a very friendly person!" He was so good to his people! ”

"Really?"

"yes!" After Grease Sejia answered, he was suddenly stunned, because the person who asked the question before turned out to be the important minister of the Han Dynasty who had been standing in front of him, not only him, but also the people of the envoy group, including the officials who came with the Han Dynasty, all had big mouths, and Greasy Sega's eyes widened, and then asked in surprise: "Do you speak Guishan?" ”

The official snorted, turned around, and left.

Tired Sejia turned his head, looked at the deputy envoy beside him, and said with a firm gaze: "No, I must learn Chinese!" ”

The next day, after the envoys sorted themselves out, they went to the palace with gifts, and they had been to Luoyang for several days, and they had never seen the palace where the Son of Heaven was, but thinking about the glorious buildings in Luoyang, I was afraid that this palace was also quite good, and sure enough, when they saw this splendid palace, they were all a little speechless, only Greasy Sejia, pulling the yellow door and asking if the bricks and stones on the wall could be sold.

Poor little Huangmen was about to cry, and he couldn't understand what the other party was saying, so he looked at the translator on the side, and the translator had a bitter face, and he really didn't dare to translate, for fear that after he translated, his party would be buried here.

When they walked into the main hall, the hundred officials and both sides, the Son of Heaven sat on the throne, after learning that the Han envoy received the most enthusiastic welcome in Guishan, the Son of Heaven also decided to greet them ceremoniously.

The Son of Heaven smiled and made them get up, and Greasy Sejia secretly looked at the Son of Heaven in front of him, this Son of Heaven figure... Burly, but very kind, he has been smiling gently, which makes him no longer so nervous, the Son of Heaven noticed his eyes, and did not care, they came to the Han for a long time, and the accompanying officials also wrote down what they did.

For this prince, the Son of Heaven has no evil feelings in his heart, it seems that he is still pure-hearted, not a person who does not know the etiquette, the Son of Heaven smiled and asked him to sit on the side, Greasy Sejia raised his head and saw Wang Fu on the side, he grinned at Wang Fu, Wang Fu raised his head and ignored him, he was also a little embarrassed to sit aside.

For the first meeting, the Son of Heaven did not intend to discuss directly, but to set up a banquet to entertain them.

During this period, the Son of Heaven also kept talking with them, and the two translators stood beside the Son of Heaven, and the prince replied with a smile, and soon the Son of Heaven regained his nature, and behaved extremely enthusiastically and optimistically, and was so mobile that he had to dance in his words, and the officials looked at him strangely, with disdain, and the deputy envoy blushed, bowed his head, and had no words.

"You take good care of the merchants of the Han Dynasty, which makes me very pleased."

"Hey, you don't know, Son of Heaven, that's because the goods of the Han Dynasty are very profitable, and the goods we bought for ten gold can be sold for one hundred gold in Anxi, and those nobles in the court will of course be friendly to the Han merchants, but they are not good people..."

Hearing the translator's translation, the Son of Heaven was dumbfounded, and the deputy envoy on the side was almost about to pinch the prince's neck, he kept squeezing his eyebrows, the prince looked at him, and asked with some concern: "Are you guilty of eye disease?" ”

The eyes of the deputy envoy darkened, my wise and merciful king, why did you send this guy as the mastermind, even your own son who does not learn and has no skills, is ten times better than this one!

The Son of Heaven listened to the translator's translation, could not hold back any longer, laughed, and said, "Kingdom to country, Israel and Eli, the prince must not insult the minister like this..."

The prince nodded, thinking about the Chinese he had learned in these days, looked at the Son of Heaven with a smile, and exclaimed, "Spring. Or! Spring or! ”

For a while, the atmosphere cooled down, the translator trembled, the Son of Heaven was expressionless, and the deputy envoy also realized that it seemed that the prince had made some big mistake, and hurriedly asked, "Prince, what do you mean by this?" ”

"This is what the vendors along the road taught me, it means kind friends, is it because I don't pronounce it correctly??"

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