Walking into the palace painted with Islamic murals, Morrissey knelt down respectfully to his queen mother, saluted with his hands on his chest and said: "The beautiful and noble Queen Mother of Gu'er Han has a long life. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Empress Dowager Gu Erhan, who was well-maintained but had a serious and frosty face, said, "Get up, my son. ”

"Thank you, Mother."

"Your Majesty the Sultan, my son, I have heard that many people have impeached my poor little Muriqi in the front hall, is that the case?" Empress Dowager Gu Erhan said bluntly.

No matter what era, no matter which country, harem politics is the biggest taboo for the dynasty, no matter this political intervener is his wife, or his own mother, so, for Gu Erhan's forced interference, Morrissey is naturally unhappy, and seeing standing beside his mother, there is no Muric and a lot of silk and satin jewelry and porcelain placed in front of his mother, Morrissey is naturally a great nest.

"The queen mother, without Muriqi, killed 600 Song merchants who came to our country to do business for no reason, greedy for the goods and property of the ink caravan......"

"They're all spies." No Muric interrupted Morrissey arrogantly, as if in his eyes, the Sultan was nothing more than an ornament.

"Do you hear, my son, little Muric has made it very clear, he has eradicated more than six hundred spies sent by enemy nations for your country, and not only will you not kill him, but you will reward him heavily, and as for the damned fellows who will kill my poor little Muric, I will be gracious not to kill them, and I will give them fifty lashes each, so that they may remember their mistakes."

"But the queen mother ......" Morrissey seemed to be about to say something, but was unceremoniously interrupted by his own mother.

"Well, my son, this matter is settled, I really don't understand, what are you still afraid of as a sultan, the Thracians, the Pera, the Getters, the Zaras, and even the invincible Romans, have been defeated by you, and now how are you starting to be afraid of those monsters in the East who do not believe in Allah, yellow-skinned, well, I don't want to listen to your timid explanations anymore, go, go and prepare for war, use the sword in your hand, to bring the majesty of Allah to the muddy land of the East." After the Empress Dowager Guerhan finished speaking, she walked out of the palace with a smug Muric, leaving only the resentful Sultan Morrissi here.

But what about resentment? He couldn't resist his mother.

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Wu Zhenhai, a Han Chinese, is currently in the Sipinlang of the Ministry of Rites of the Great Song Empire, his hometown has lived in the Hetao area for generations, believes in Allah, and is a true Muslim, as the envoy of the Seljuk Turkic State, Wu Zhenhai obviously feels that the list on his body is heavy, because to send a powerful country that is also powerful, he needs to bring not only the national letter of the Song Empire, but also the majesty unique to the great empire of the East, just like what the Seljuk crown prince Oriandin said, What no Muric has done is intolerable to any dignified country.

After several months of trekking, Wu Zhenhai finally arrived at this huge city representing the intersection of Western cultures, Constantinople, the capital of the Seljuk Turkic Empire, where Wu Zhenhai and his envoys were not treated by the high standards of other countries' envoys, but a deserted post house, like rice and rice, waiting for the Seljuk Sultan to receive him in the post house for two days, Wu Zhenhai saw the treatment he had received, and he already knew that his trip would not have any good resultsSure enough, when Wu Zhenhai and the others stayed in the post house until the fifth day, His Majesty the Sultan Morrissi of the Seljuk Turkic State finally took a little time out of his busy schedule to meet them.

"His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Song Empire, the envoy of the real Muslim Wu Zhenhai, see His Majesty the Sultan of the Seljuk Turkic State." Wu Zhenhai's unhumble etiquette not only demonstrated the courteous demeanor unique to the Eastern Empire, but also clearly demonstrated his empire's dissatisfaction with the Seljuks.

"Envoys from the East, don't present your national letters, just tell me your general meaning." Morrissey said arrogantly to Wu Zhenhai while eating raisins.

Wu Zhenhai had already known Morrissy's attitude, and he was not angry, he directly handed over the letter of state in his hand to the deputy envoy standing behind him, bowed slightly to Morrissey and said: "Your Majesty the Sultan of the Seljuk Turkic State, I think that the incident that happened in the city of Ulecht a year ago in your country killed our caravan, as His Majesty the Sultan of the Seljuk State, you should not know it, this extremely bad incident has seriously affected the relationship of peace and friendship between your two countries, for this reason, His Majesty the Emperor hopes that His Majesty the Sultan will give us a reasonable answer. ”

"Those 600 people are spies, they have stolen a lot of military intelligence from our country, and they are innocent of death." It was Muriqi who spoke, and as the leader of this matter, our Mr. Muriqi was naturally here to observe.

The intelligence work of the Great Song Dynasty naturally has nothing to say, and Wu Zhenhai is of course well aware of the appearance of Wu Murich, so Wu Zhenhai immediately gave the most favorable counterattack to the intervention of Wu Murich: "I think this person who suddenly said his words in front of His Majesty the Sultan is the culprit of this matter, the greedy and hateful city lord of Uleshit, there is no Mr. Murich, I want to ask sir, has anyone seen six hundred spies walking together, and for what you have done, my country is from the monarch to the people." I want to see your abominable face, and I hope that you will accept the invitation of His Majesty the Emperor of our country and go to the easternmost part of the world with you. ”

"Okay, Wu Zhenhai, shut up for Ben Sultan." To be honest, after listening to Wu Zhenhai's words, Morrissey's heart was still very comfortable, but because this guy was his mother's maiden nephew, Morrissey had no choice but to make the decision he didn't like the most. "Wu Zhenhai, the caravan you are talking about without Muriqi killing is indeed a spy, so it is the will of Ben Sultan to kill the spies who are a threat to his country, and it is the purpose of Ben Sultan to exterminate those pagans who do not believe in Allah, do you remember?"

The negotiations fell apart, and Wu Zhenhai had no choice but to bow to Morrissey and say, "Dear Sultan, can I understand that this is the final will of your country?" ”

Morrissey replied arrogantly, "Of course. ”

"Okay, I will return your intentions to His Majesty the Emperor of our country as it is." After speaking, Wu Zhenhai and his two deputy envoys were about to leave the palace.

"Can't let them go." No Muric said suddenly.

Facing the steel knife with a neck, Wu Zhenhai turned his head and asked Morrissey angrily: "Your Majesty Sultan Morrissy, can't you still manage your own subjects?" ”

"Wu Zhenhai, you listen to Ben Sultan, since you came to my country like this, don't think that you can leave alive, I will find a faster steel knife to make your neck suffer a little less, drag it down."

"Morrissy!! Morrissey!! Wu Zhenhai struggled and said, "If you kill me today, tomorrow the million iron hooves of His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Song Empire will raze this Constantinople where my blood flowed to the ground." ”

"Wait a minute." Morrissey suddenly stopped the Seljuk soldiers who were dragging Wu Zhenhai, it was not that he was scared or merciful, Morrissey arrogantly walked to Wu Zhenhai's side and said: "Wu Zhenhai, I will also let you die today, you damn yellow-skinned oriental monsters will not be able to set foot in the sacred land of the Holy Cultists, and soon I will send troops to find a place for Zhao Xu's kid to be buried at the source of the Yangtze River, and push it out." ”

All the people in the envoy group were all killed by Morrissey except for one deputy envoy, and the reason why Morrissey did not kill the deputy envoy of the Song Empire was, in his words, "I won't kill you, after you go back, bring a message to Zhao Xu's kid, let him wash his neck, and wait for the invincible spear of my Seljuk Turkic Empire." (To be continued.) )