Gesang looked at Ye Yingwu and Zhang Cheng with some surprise, like fox friends who had just come out of the willow alleys of Flower Street, and wanted to find another place to continue to rely on the green and red, and to find joy and get drunk. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info If it is placed on the street, such situations abound, I am afraid no one will think of these two people, one is His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and the other is the leader of the six doors.

They are all people who can make the capital and the world tremble by stomping their feet.

"In the final analysis, the husband does not like the majestic life that the emperor should have." Hui Niang looked at Gesang's surprised face, smiled and said, "What he yearns for in his heart is actually still the original drunken battlefield and boundless wind and moon." ”

Gesang seemed to see a Ye Yingwu he didn't know, and watched with interest as he walked into the cabin with Zhang Cheng. And Hui Niang also tugged on her sleeve: "Let's get on the boat too, my husband said that he would swim in Qinhuai for ten miles." ”

As soon as he heard about the boat tour, Gesang's attention was immediately drawn to it. After all, on the snowy plateau, she had never seen such a prosperous scene, and she was curious about everything, so she immediately put her doubts about Ye Yingwu behind her.

"These two fathers look a little raw, aren't they our regular customers here!" Seeing Ye Yingwu and Zhang Cheng walking in, the old bustard twisted his waist and walked up. Her face was painted with heavy makeup to cover the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, and the placket was open, and from the angle of Ye Yingwu and Zhang Cheng, she could already see the charming white ravine from top to bottom.

Zhang Cheng took out a piece of silver and stuffed it directly into the gap of the old bustard. The old bustard's eyes could clearly see a flickering light, and even his body bowed slightly, not knowing whether he wanted to express his humility, or if he wanted these two generous benefactors to see more and thus be impressed.

"Once born, twice ripe." Zhang Cheng smiled and turned sideways slightly, "I have something to talk about with this little minister, you first take your people to serve these two and go to the back cabin to enjoy the singing and dancing." ”

Looking at the two girls who walked into the cabin side by side, the old bustard was stunned for a moment, but when she thought of the white flowers and silver she had just received from her sleeve, she hurriedly beckoned her maidservants to come forward. With such a piece of silver, the bustard can do anything, let alone serve two women. Women know women best, and the bustard dares to pat his chest and promise to serve these two nobles who don't know where they came from.

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Hui Niang was slightly stunned, and Gesang glanced at Ye Yingwu thoughtfully and didn't say anything. They still knew very well what they should do in this kind of matter, and walked directly to the back cabin according to the guidance of the old bustard.

The maidservant carefully brought the tea, then bowed and retreated. And Xiao Yangzi easily closed the cabin door. The boat swayed slowly, apparently leaving the dock.

Zhang Cheng looked at Ye Yingwu and said in a deep voice: "Official, the envoy from the Western Regions has already come. ”

Ye Yingwu exhaled softly: "Let them in." ”

The door opened, and a middle-aged man with obvious Mongolian characteristics, but a hint of Han Chinese appearance could be seen. The burly figure polished by the desert wind and sand made him stand there like an iron tower, if it weren't for the fact that the Mongols and the Han were originally more similar in appearance, I am afraid that in order to hide the whereabouts of this guy, the six doors would have to take a lot of effort. Obviously, the man who sent him also took this into account, after all, the matter was kept in absolute secrecy.

The man took two steps forward, stretched out his hand and pressed it on his chest, bowed to Ye Yingwu and Zhang Cheng, and said respectfully: "On behalf of my lord, I would like to send greetings to the two of you." ”

Although his Chinese is very awkward, and there is no longer even a normal tone order, but fortunately, he can still understand it, and there is no need to find an interpreter through six doors.

Hearing the words "send greetings", Ye Yingwu subconsciously rolled his eyes, after all, in the era before him, greeting people was not necessarily a good thing. Next to him, Zhang Cheng stood up and said with a smile: "This is Prime Minister Wen of the Ming Dynasty." ”

In order to hide Ye Yingwu's identity, the six doors did not hesitate to put Wen Tianxiang's identity on his head. After all, the reception of envoys, even if it is carried out in secret, Da Ming should send enough people to ensure that Da Ming respects and attaches importance to the other party.

The man saluted Ye Yingwu again, obviously he also knew that in Daming, in addition to the emperor, the prime minister was already the most important official. Although he was a little puzzled about Ye Yingwu's very young appearance, he didn't dare to say more. After all, there are not many people who have seen the prime minister of the Ming Dynasty, but the relationship between him and His Majesty the Emperor is well known, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty is young and promising, as his classmate and senior, he will not be much older, naturally he is a person in his twenties and thirties, compared to those old foxes in the officialdom, this is absolutely "young".

Ye Yingwu took a sip of tea, although the Biluochun used on this painting boat is not the best, but it is also good. At that moment, Li Ye Yingwu looked the man up and down, and said unhurriedly: "Invite him to sit down first and watch the tea." Come from afar, no matter what it is for, we can't lose the way of hospitality. ”

"It's a pleasure to have friends from afar." The messenger came out half-baked with such a sentence. Even Xiao Yangzi, who came up to carry the chair, couldn't help laughing, and the tea that Zhang Cheng held in his mouth almost squirted out.

Ye Yingwu waved his hand: "I didn't expect you to have a lot of research on Chinese culture." ”

Dahan didn't know if he was wrong or right, but he still sat down. After all, being able to be selected to envoy to this foreign land thousands of miles away shows that his courage is absolutely enough: "My lord asked me to come in order to negotiate with the Ming Dynasty on behalf of the Cyriji Ministry on behalf of the Cyriji Tribe, and to determine the help of the Ming Dynasty to the Cyriji Tribe, and the subsequent division in the Western Regions. ”

Ye Yingwu nodded. In fact, he didn't know much about the history of the early Yuan Dynasty, so the information about this Xiliji was basically sent by Jinyiwei and the six doors. Cyriji was originally the youngest son of the Mongolian Kublai Khan, and a subordinate of the Mongolian commander of the last decisive battle between the Ming Dynasty and the Mongolian Guanzhong - Namuhan, the king of Bei'an, but in the battle against Haidu, he was bewitched by the Haidu Department, and he witnessed the defeat of Namuhan in Guanzhong and fled, so Cyriji basically did not hesitate at all to take refuge in the Haidu Department in the Western Regions, and even helped Haidu defeat Namuhan many times, so that Kublai Khan's original advantage in the Hetao area was gone. As a result, the front of the Haidu Department was pushed from the middle of the Western Regions to its current position, and it was once again stalemate.

It's just that after this, Cyriji obviously didn't get what Haidu promised, so he had to take his subordinates and tribes to survive in the cracks between the major tribes and khanates in Haidu, and became the head of a small tribe in Haidu. And because Cyriji is a traitor seeking glory, the militant faction of the Haidu Department led by Bara has no good impression of him, and he has been squeezed several times.

If it weren't for the fact that the small tribes attached to the several khanates were frightened when they saw that the Cyriji tribe was about to be annexed, and constantly protected the Cyriji tribe, I am afraid that the Cyriji tribe might have been divided among the major khanates by now. It was precisely because the matter of the Cyrigibe almost caused all the small tribes to revolt against the alliance that Haidu explicitly forbade them to fight any crooked ideas.

The current Cyrigibe has undoubtedly become the most vulnerable nerve between the small tribes and the major khanates under the command of Haidu. As long as there is a slight stir, the eyelids of all the commanders of the entire Haidu Department will have to jump twice, and even the entire alliance may fall apart because of this one thing. Without the support of these small tribes, even communication between the major khanates became a big problem, let alone joint troops. After all, the small tribes roaming the grasslands don't seem to have much combat power, but it is not so easy to kill them.

What's more, no one wants to do such a thankless task.

As a result, the Cyrijibe surprisingly survived peacefully in the cracks, and even had a great tendency to grow and develop. This tribe is located just north of Hotan in the Western Regions. And Hotan is now the place where the sweat tent of the general Ba Ra under the command of Haidu is located.

The Ming Dynasty met with the envoy of the Cyriji Department at this time, and the deep meaning of this meeting is naturally self-evident. This is equivalent to sending the most vulnerable nerve of the Haidu Department directly to the palm of Da Ming's hand. When to hold this nerve to death, it depends on Daming's mood.

This is also why the envoys of the Cyriji Department will be sent directly to the capital by the Hexi Province. Mastering the key to the Haidu Department is what Da Ming dreams of.

"The Western Regions can't give it to you." Ye Yingwu raised his head and looked at the envoy of the Xili Ji Division, "In the future, the Ming Dynasty will set up Anxi Province in the Western Regions, unless the Xi Li Ji Department is willing to completely naturalize the Ming Dynasty like Tubo, it is impossible to give you an inch of land in the Western Regions." ”

The messenger suddenly stood up with his hand on the table: "Then where is there still a foothold in the Cyrijibe?!" Are you not keeping your word?! ”

"Presumptuous!" Xiao Yangzi and Zhang Cheng stood up all at once, and even Xiao Yangzi had his hand on the handle of the knife. In the entire Ming Dynasty and even the whole world, how many people have the courage to yell in front of the Ming Emperor?

And Ye Yingwu raised his hand slightly, and looked at the envoy with a smile: "The Ming Dynasty has never promised to give the land of the Western Regions of the Xili Jibu from beginning to end, so why not keep your promises?" ”

The envoy was stunned for a moment, and then replied in a cold voice: "The Cyriji tribe is already in the Western Regions, if the Cyriji tribe is allowed to move away, what is the difference between it and defeat?" There is no need to negotiate this negotiation! ”

Ye Yingwu shrugged his shoulders and glanced at Zhang Cheng, with a smile on his face, as if to say: This guy still wants to threaten so-and-so. Zhang Cheng saw his evil expression, and a trace of helplessness suddenly appeared on his face. And Ye Yingwu met the envoy's questioning gaze, and his voice was lowered: "The original land of the Xili Jibu is not in the Western Regions, not to mention that the Mongolian tribes originally lived in the grass, so it is reasonable for you to leave the Western Regions, there is nothing wrong with it." ”

Unexpectedly, the prime minister of the Ming Dynasty did not hesitate to mercilessly reveal the origin of the Xiri Jibe that he had always been ashamed of, and the man suddenly blushed. And Ye Yingwu put down the teacup and said unhurriedly: "And if the Xili Jibu migrates west, the Ming will help." I'm afraid you don't have any interest in the desert sands of the Western Regions, so it's better to go west to grab the steppes of the Kipchak Khanate, and go south to grab the wealth of the Ilkhanate. ”

After a pause, Ye Yingwu looked at the messenger who was still a little stunned with interest: "Let's get straight to the point, I'm afraid that your leader also told you the bottom line when he asked you to come." ”

The man hesitated for a moment, but nodded.

"He will definitely not be entangled in this square inch of land in the Western Regions." The smile on the corner of Ye Yingwu's mouth seemed to be a signature again. And he was very relieved to see that the man's gaze suddenly became disordered, and the whole person was also shocked.

It means that you guessed correctly.

The envoy slowly sat back in his chair, obviously the chips in his hand had basically been taken out by Ye Yingwu, and even the bottom line had been explored. After all, the Cyrigibe is just an insignificant small tribe, and it is not easy to find a Mongolian-Chinese half-race person similar to this in the entire tribe, and then it is not easy to understand Chinese, so naturally there are not too many requirements for this person's ability.

And it turned out that this messenger was definitely not a genius, at least not a genius in negotiations. But then again, it was quite good that a man who had traveled thousands of miles to this completely strange foreign land was standing here and not being speechless because his upper and lower teeth were trembling.

"The Ming Dynasty can guarantee that it will never annex the Cyriji Ministry, and ensure the safety of every Cyriji people under the protection of the Ming Dynasty, and all the policies implemented by the Ming Dynasty in Sriwijaya and Goryeo can be implemented in the Cyriji Ministry." Ye Yingwu looked at the somewhat depressed envoy and said in a deep voice, "I think since you are on the mission, even if you don't know anything else, you should understand this, so I won't say more." ”

The messenger nodded. Daming's foreign policy has always been open, as long as you don't take the initiative to violate me, I generally won't provoke you, but if you call, then there is only one possibility: destruction. And the Ming Dynasty is even more fully supportive of the countries that take the initiative to vassal, but in this process, the culture, economy and trade of the Ming Dynasty will also flow silently into the entire country, and finally completely control the entire vassal country in their own hands.

However, it is too difficult for the current Cyrigibe to survive in the cracks of several khanates and the greedy gaze. This kind of precarious life is obviously what Cyriyoshi has been trying his best to change. So now Da Ming has invisibly become their only choice.

As long as he can survive as an independent individual, Cyrijibe will not want anything.

"When the time comes, I will obey Daming's arrangement." The messenger seemed to squeeze this sentence out of his teeth.

But as long as this sentence is enough, it means that the Xili Jibu is now actually completely controlled by the Ming Dynasty, and it is also equivalent to the Ming Dynasty invisibly grasping the lifeblood of the entire Haidu Department.

After a moment of silence, the messenger spoke again with difficulty, "What does the Sirigibe need to do?" ”

"All freedom and security come at a price." Ye Yingwu said unhurriedly, while Zhang Cheng next to him could only roll his eyes when he heard it. It's really rare to see Ye Yanei, who was invincible on Lin'an Flower Street at the beginning, say such profound and philosophical words.

The messenger sat up slightly.

However, it was obvious that Ye Yingwu did not intend to clearly say what he meant, he just looked at the messenger and said with a smile: "Do what should be done for the Ming Dynasty, kill the people who should be killed, and destroy the country that should be destroyed." ”

Do things, kill people, destroy the country!

Cold sweat broke out on the messenger's forehead. Although he had expected this outcome, when he heard it with his own ears, he couldn't help but shiver.

"Okay, I think that the Cyriji Department can't refuse this request at all, send it off," Ye Yingwu was still smiling, as if he had just said it lightly, and it had nothing to do with the fate of the Cyriji Department and the fate of everyone in the entire Haidu Department, Emperor Ming looked at the messenger of the Cyriji Department who stood up in a daze, and then added, "You have no other choice, the Ming Dynasty has given you the best choice." ”

The envoy barely squeezed out a smile on his face: "This price, Cyrijibe can still afford it." ”

"That's good." Ye Yingwu took a sip of tea from his teacup, not even caring about the messenger walking into the back cabin.

Naturally, the Six Gates would properly send him back to the Western Regions.

"Most of the Western Regions are uninhabited or even barren lands, do you really need them all?" Zhang Cheng looked at Ye Yingwu slightly.

Ye Yingwu raised his head to meet his gaze, and was silent for a long time before he said lightly: "The homeland of the Han and Tang Dynasties, I don't want to leave an inch to others." ”

After a pause, Ye Yingwu smiled again and said: "Above the Han and Tang Dynasties, there is still much land, I can laugh at it." To the west or south, this Cyrigibe could be a good pioneer. ”

Zhang Cheng and Ye Yingwu glanced at each other, and both of them laughed. (To be continued.) )