When the envoys of Mamluk saw Ding Yi, they saluted very respectfully, and the power of this killing made them dare not hold it up at all. However, Ding Yi was quite kind to them, of course, Ding Yi could not meet them one by one, so he immediately taught the guards around him to lead the messengers who went ashore to rest, and taught Qian Chujiu to invite Xu Bin to come over to receive these many messengers, after all, they are also the king of Qin, and there must be a minister with enough weight to contact, and Qian Chujiu cannot be allowed to toss.

Listening to the serious matter, Xu Bin is motivated, although he is old, but the means of dealing with affairs are very good, the so-called meeting is not difficult, it doesn't take half an hour, so he came over to report to Ding Yiyu: "Your Majesty, the old minister thinks that it is enough to reward them with a little object and teach them to return to their residence." "Of course, it is not feasible for the guard regiment here to take the initiative to attack, but on defense, Xu Bin can see clearly, and there is no need for these reinforcements at all.

So what do you do with letting them into Smyrna? God knows if there are any Ottoman finesses in there? Xu Bin, a chauvinist, has always been unrelenting in his defense, and his heart will be punished if he is not of my race, so how can he let these batches of reinforcements come ashore, of course, it is the best policy to send them out.

"No." Ding Yi smiled and denied Xu Bin's opinion, the subtle details, you can respect the elderly, you can look at Xu Bin's contribution to opening up the canal, and give preferential treatment, but in this kind of big affairs, it can't be ambiguous, in fact, Xu Bin himself is sure of this degree, when it comes to business, he calls himself "Lao Chen", and calls Ding Yi "His Majesty", that is, the posture of the monarch and minister.