"Oh, that's it!" Zhu Song nodded, and suddenly asked a little strangely, "Da Zhuang, what's wrong with you?" Why did so many Jinyi guards come to Beizhen Fusi today, could it be that what happened in the city of Nanjing? ”

Zhu Song's words stunned Zhu Wang Dazhuang, he glanced at Zhu Song a little strangely, and then said:

"Lord Wang, what, don't you know? Today, the envoys of Siam, Coron, and other 20 states will all arrive in Nanjing, and then they will go to the Ministry of Rites to perform the ceremony. You don't know? ”

For pleasure, he forced Zhu Song not to quit and become the minister who received Fanbang, Zhu Di, the sinister brother, 'unintentionally' revealed the news that Zhu Song was named the minister of Fanbang's reception. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Right now, it is said that it is the entire Nanjing City, and even the entire Yingtian and even Jiaxing Mansion are already well known, and it is normal for Wang Dazhuang to know this news.

"What, what's the?" Zhu Song was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, and said, "Aren't those guys from Fanbang still thousands of miles away?" How did twenty of them come at once this time, isn't this a cheat? Wang Dazhuang, you have made it clear to this king, if you dare to deceive this king, see how this king will clean up after that! ”

Damn, why am I so unlucky, I was shot even while lying down!

Wang Dazhuang was very helpless, but he looked at the expression on Zhu Song's face for a long time, and found that the prince was not playing with him, so he said with some resignation:

"Lord Wang, yesterday, our Jinyiwei has already received the news that twelve envoys from Champa and Siam have entered Yingtianfu, and this morning the scouts have reported that eight more envoys have arrived. So, the commander sent an order, telling us to gather all the men and horses of the Jinyi Guard, and prepare to receive the escort work of the twenty Fanbang envoys! ”

"Damn, so fast? These damn bastards. Did the eggs come together? Zhu Song's brows furrowed, to be honest, he really didn't want to meet these guys, didn't he ask for trouble?

Accidentally, Zhu Song said this, Wang Dazhuang obviously heard it, but what did he dare to say? The master in front of him is the prince, even if he scolds his mother on the street, he can only bear it, he has no human rights!

Hurry up, bow your head, and act as if you didn't hear it!

"Damn, I have to go and meet these guys who killed a thousand knives, didn't I ask for it!" Zhu Song didn't look at the expression on Wang Dazhuang's face, cursed in a low voice, and said, "Do you know how many people came to the envoy group of those guys?" ”

"According to conservative estimates, there should be no less than 5,000 people!" Wang Dazhuang thought for a while, then glanced at Zhu Song cautiously, and said, "Lord Wang, aren't you the reception minister of the Long Live Lord?" Didn't you come to receive them? ”

"Ahh Yes, yes, this king is the receiving minister, and now I am just here to see if your order is clear, otherwise how could I ask you such a simple and clear question! ”

Zhu Song is also a pit in the end, he wants to save face and suffer from it, and when he comes out to visit the market, he says that it is good to visit the market, what are you doing with those who don't?

You are also the prince of the Ming Dynasty, do you have any regular clothes for the receptionist? Even if you don't wear the prince's mansion used in the Shang Dynasty, you have to come up with a set of words that can show your background and status, otherwise, isn't it discrediting the Ming Dynasty?

"Father, the child remembers that you always say, 'Slut, that's how hypocritical'!" When Zhu Song was trying to cover up, Li Xuankun, who was holding a string of sugar gourds and licking them, slowly spit out such a sentence.

"Mom. Egg, is this a pro-son? Zhu Song rolled his eyes and slapped Zhu Xuankun angrily.

The little guy immediately covered his head, looked at Zhu Song with a look of resentment, and didn't dare to speak.

Don't look at Wang Dazhuang's appearance, he is quite honest, but he still saw this obvious embarrassing atmosphere, his eyes rolled, Wang Dazhuang pointed to the smoke and dust that rose outside the city wall, rising like a dragon, and said:

"Lord Wang, look there, that team is the army of the Fanbang envoys!"

Zhu Song followed Wang Dazhuang's finger and looked around, and saw that on the outer avenue facing the city gate, there was a team of six or seven thousand people, marching on the spacious official road.

"Da Zhuang, are you saying that they are the envoys of the various states?" Zhu Song looked at the team and said.

"Lord Wang, you can't be wrong!" Wang Dazhuang nodded and said, "Our Jinyi Guard's people have followed them all the way, and there are brothers who have entered these Fanbang envoys. Every two hours, they will fly pigeons to pass the book, reporting the movements of the Fanbang envoys to Nanjing, according to the hour, it should be them! ”

"Oh? That's right! Zhu Song touched his smooth chin, and suddenly his face lit up, and said, "Da Zhuang, do you know that the firearms battalion is in the yamen of our Nanjing City?" You're going to go to the firearms camp, right? ”

Although the firearms battalion is located in Mingyang Mountain outside Nanjing, it is the headquarters, and most of the firearms of the firearms battalion and the training and training of firearms battalion personnel are all in Mingyang Mountain.

Later, in order to facilitate communication and be able to defend the imperial capital of Nanjing, Zhu Song specially ordered the people of the Ministry of Engineering to build a firearms battalion in Nanjing.

The firearms battalion stationed in the city of Nanjing not only hides a modern group capable of arming it. The army has many firearms and ammunition, and for the sake of safety, the entire firearms battalion has three layers of protection and three outer layers, which are like copper walls and iron walls.

Not to mention forcibly breaking into the firearms camp, even sneaking into the firearms camp is death and life.

Therefore, when it comes to the northern part of Nanjing City, where the firearms battalion is located, the people of Nanjing City are very secretive.

Wang Dazhuang was stunned when he heard this, he naturally knew about the firearms battalion, even now, they were Jinyi Weibei Zhenfu Division, and there were all kinds of firearms that were enough to arm three thousand people, and those were all brought out of the firearms battalion.

But what made him wonder was, what was the firearms camp doing right now? Bomb these guys with ammo?

Have a lot of fun!

Looking at the expression on Wang Dazhuang's face, Zhu Song was sure that he knew where the firearms battalion was stationed, so he continued:

"Now that you know where the firearms camp is located, let's go to the firearms camp! Half a month ago, the king had asked the firearms battalion to make six special cannons, called salutes. You take a few people to the firearms battalion to fetch the six cannons, and fire twenty cannons, so as to give a good impression to this group of envoys from all over the country! ”

Hell, the hell knows what the salute is, don't blow up these people and kill the Fanbang envoys at that time.

"If you want to go, hurry up?" Zhu Song winked at Wang Dazhuang and said, "Haven't you ever read the book of sages?" The sage said, 'Friends come from afar, and it is not also pleasant', how can I be a rude state? Just go! ”

"The little one will go, and the little one will leave!" Seeing that His Royal Highness King Han was about to whip him, how could Wang Dazhuang dare not agree? Answered, and hurriedly ran towards the Yamen of the Fusi of Beizhen.

Nonsense, how can he pull six salutes alone, and he can't pull some people over? Besides, ignore the summons and leave the army without permission, but if you are punished as a deserter, you still have to go to the yamen to report it!

"Father, what is a salute?" Li Xuankun is not as easy to fool as Wang Dazhuang, he raised his head and looked at his father, his eyes blinked, and his face was obviously dark with disbelief, "Father, it won't be ......"

Syllable!

Zhu Song slapped the little guy again and said, "What won't it be?" What do you do when you ask so many children? Go, go with the Father, and the Father will take you to find someone who is responsible. ”

Well, it seems that the bullshit salute in Zhu Song's words is all a pretense of deception, with Zhu Song's temperament, this is obviously holding back his strength, and he wants to find someone to serve as the 'Minister of Reception of Fanbang'!

……

Three miles away from the city of Nanjing, seeing the towering city wall of the city of Nanjing, although it was gathered into a group, but the envoys of the various states were distinct, and the speed of their march began to decrease very tacitly.

In the middle of the whole legate, there was an extremely extravagant carriage drawn by twelve horse skins, which looked to be four or five zhang square, and the upper room of the carriage was hung with the military flags of various states, which looked very strange.

At this moment, in this rather large carriage, in the carriage sat a group of young and middle-aged people dressed in rich clothes with crowns on their heads, and if you looked closely, Siam, Chenla, Ceylon......

The twenty kings of Fanbang were all in the carriage, and there was a small table in front of them, on which they had all kinds of wine, melons, fruits and side dishes, I have to say, these guys really know how to enjoy it!

Sitting next to the window of the car was a middle-aged man with slightly curly brown hair who still looked handsome, he lifted the curtain and glanced at it, and said in a strange accent: "Yo, it's finally almost here." ”

This guy's Huaxia is not very slippery, but the meaning of what he wants to express is clearly expressed.

"King Monka, what's coming?" Sitting on the east side of the carriage, an obese middle-aged man who broke his weight and laughed as soon as he spoke, asked angrily, "Is it possible that you are about to arrive in Nanjing?" How long has it been? ”

"Hahaha, King Casso, of course I'm in Nanjing City." A young man in his twenties, with slightly dark skin, a slightly curved nose bridge, and a high eyebrow bone, laughed, "At this rate, that is, there is one more stick of incense, and we will be able to get to Nanjing." ”

Hearing the young man's words, everyone in the carriage subconsciously looked at the young man.

Sitting at the window, the king of Ceylon, also known as Munka, asked, "King Stans, have you ever been to the city of Nanking?" ”

"Of course!"

The Western king named Stans smiled proudly, as if he had been to the city of Nanjing, what a proud thing, "In the first year of the current Ming Emperor's accession to the throne, Gu Zeng came to Nanjing with a New Year's tribute, expressed his intention to surrender to His Majesty the Ming Emperor in person, and was officially canonized as the king of the West!" ”

Stans's Western country is not the Western Ocean under Zheng He, but the Yuan and Ming dynasties, the common name of the Pandia Dynasty, the "History of the Song Dynasty" as a note, the "History of the Yuan" as Ma Ba'er, is an ancient small country in South Asia, the Coromandel coast in southern India, Yunnan and Burma have land routes to its country during the Yuan and Ming dynasties.

"Hmph, if I'm not mistaken, King Staines was still young, right?" Sitting near the door of the car, a young man with a personality outfit, smoky eye makeup, braided hair and beard, snorted coldly, "It's really worthy of being the first to surrender to Daming, this treatment is different from ours!" ”

If Zhu Song was here, seeing the appearance of this guy, Bacheng would blurt out: "Pirates of the Caribbean!" ”

Listening to the words of the smoky young man, everyone could tell that he and Staines seemed to be at odds with each other.

"Sparrow, what do you mean by that?" Sure enough, Staines had an angry look on his face.

"It's not interesting." Sparrow pursed his lips and said, "Just to remind you not to forget your identity, we are also all vassals of the Ming Dynasty, so the status of these kings is equal, and no one is higher than the other." ”

There is nothing to be ashamed of when the weak surrender to the strong, so Sparrow can't see this kind of person who thinks he has a noble status and feels good about himself, we have the same status, why do you have a high status.

Sparrow's words seemed to resonate with everyone in the carriage, but no one in the carriage spoke.

There must be an injury when two tigers fight, anyway, there is nothing to do with them here, it is better to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight!

"Sparrow, are you resentful of being a subordinate of the Ming Dynasty?" This person who can be the king of a country, none of them is good, "If you are dissatisfied, you can talk to the Ming Emperor for your Java country." ”

"Look at it alone, it's you who don't accept it, right?" Sparrow sneered, the smoky makeup made his eyes a little fierce, "I pay tribute to the Ming every year in Java, which is one of the best among our countries, and Lone is not related to you, as far as you are a Western king, what qualifications do you have to speak on behalf of Lone and His Majesty the Ming Emperor?" ”

Pretty! If you say it beautifully, you have to be slapped in the face, you are arrogant, Lao Tzu is more arrogant than you!

"You ......"

Stans's nose is almost crooked, when has he ever been counted like this, but this thing is also true, his Western country is indeed not as rich as Java, and the national strength is strong, even if it is a competition of force, he knows that he can't beat this one, so it's better to shut up and not speak.

The two kings were in trouble, and the inside of the carriage fell silent for a while.

……

After an unknown amount of time, a young king, who was looking out through the curtain of the car, suddenly exclaimed, "What a magnificent city! ”

Looking at this huge city that carried too many vicissitudes and was full of endless slaughter, the young king let out a heartfelt sound of admiration.

"Indeed, this city is truly magnificent!"

"Spectacular, like the long, dragon-like Great Wall!"

"If the Great Wall is a dragon, this Nanjing city is a lying tiger!"

Hearing the words of the young king, all the kings in the carriage couldn't help it, some came to the window, some came to the door, and while looking at the city of Nanjing, they also began to talk.