"Lone remembers that Fan worm." Zhu Yunxi thought of the one who still had a Ming patrol inspector hanging up. The sweet potatoes that the imperial court continues to promote in the local area today were also found on the boat of this fan worm.

I didn't expect this person to return to Daming so soon. Zhu Yunxi smiled and looked at Tian Mai: "He is the eighth-rank official of the imperial court, and when he comes back, he will settle down in the imperial court first, is there something wrong with him?" "At the beginning, Fan Worm did not return to Europa alone on his own merchant ship, but also accompanied by the fleet of sailors sent by the imperial court, and this time he came back to Beijing together.

Could it be that the Ming sailor warship was sunk in Europa? Tian Mai looked around and whispered: "Your Highness, the envoy of Ou was beaten, and the beater was the envoy sent by the Mengge Timur Khan of the Wara tribe, and the envoy was Solos Mahamu. ”

"Brother Meng, Timur, sent Mahamu to Yingtiancheng?" Zhu Yunxi was puzzled at first, and then said in surprise: "Mahamu beat Fan Worm?" He really couldn't figure out how two people who were 108,000 miles apart could fight.

Tian Mai was a little hesitant and didn't know how to explain, and finally he could only cry and laugh and say: "Fan Worm is now clamoring that Ma Hamu beat the court officials of the Ming Dynasty and asked the court to make decisions for him." "Poof.

This bug can pull tiger skins. Zhu Yunxi couldn't help but laugh and stepped into the carriage: "Where are they now?" ”

"The incident happened on the dock, and now both sides are unwilling to back down, and the people of Ying Tianfu have already gone over to persuade him to make peace." Tian Mai hurriedly explained, and asked in a low voice, "Does Your Highness want to go over?" ”

"Go." The carriage moved slowly, its wheels crushing against the stone pavement, swaying without discomfort.

And Zhu Yunxi, who was sitting in the carriage, gradually frowned and fell into deep thought. It is not a big deal that Fan Worm was beaten.

Even if he is now clamoring that he is a court official of the Ming Dynasty and has been beaten, it doesn't matter.

In terms of the national strategy of the Ming Dynasty, the defeat of a European envoy was far less important than the strategic stability of the Warat, Tatar, and Mongolian departments outside the nine borders.

Since Emperor Tian Yuan and his eldest son Tian Baonu were killed and Di Bao Nu was captured, the Northern Yuan Dynasty officially disappeared in the long river of history.

The Great Yuan, which spanned Asia and Europe established by the Golden Family, has also completely disappeared.

It's just that Dayuan perished, but the tribes on the grassland still live the days of raising sheep, herding horses, and going south.

In recent years, the land west of the Great Wall was controlled by the Warat, because of historical reasons, the strength was far inferior to that of the Mongol aristocratic tribal groups east of the Great Wall.

It is precisely because of this relationship that the imperial court has made great efforts to build the Beiping Metropolitan Division and the Daning Metropolitan Division in recent years, all of which are aimed at the Mongolian aristocratic tribes east of the Great Wall.

That is, the Tatar department. Constantly penetrating deep into the north of the desert from the south of the desert, as well as the northeast region, the Ming army went as far as the Songhua River and the fishing area.

In recent years, the imperial court has almost marched northward, and even after the beginning of spring this year, Zhu Di, the king of Yan, also led his army north to continue to conquer the desert grassland, trying to continue to weaken the enemy's vitality on the grassland.

The Ming army focused on conquering the Tatars on the east side of the Great Wall, and adopted a policy of appeasement and détente against the Warats on the west side of the Great Wall.

It is precisely because of this strategic focus that the imperial court did not cut off exchanges with the Warat Ministry.

Even, at some point, the imperial court would call the current leader of the Warat tribe, Mengge Timur, the king of Warat, as a sign of importance and friendship.

It's just that...... Perhaps it is precisely because of the continuous conquest of the Tatar Ministry and the appeasement of the Warat Ministry during the Hongwu period that the Ming Dynasty planted a great evil fruit in the near future, and even led to the Ming Dynasty having to repay it for countless years in the future, but in the end, because it could not repay the Qing Dynasty, the country could only be ruined.

And the one who beat Fan Worm today will also bring that heavy blow to Daming in the future.

In other words, it was Mahamu's grandson, with his grandfather's will, who sent that heavy blow to Daming's hands.

Now he has not yet become the head of the Warat tribe, but is only an envoy under the account of the king of Walla, Mengge Timur, Maham, has come to Yingtian City.

The frowning brow that was originally hanging on Zhu Yunxi's forehead finally gradually relaxed. He even let out a chuckle and shouted outside the carriage, "Hurry up." He couldn't wait to meet the person who would bring the catastrophe to Da Ming in person.

Zou Xueyu, the prefect of Yingtianfu, is also impatient now, like an ant on a frying pot, anxious to turn around.

He couldn't wait to throw the two big hot potatoes in front of him out of his Yingtianfu, and he could throw them anywhere, as long as he didn't put them on his own turf and didn't delay digging a pit by himself.

However, on this side, the imperial court appeased and tried to jointly conquer the envoys of the Warat tribe of the Mongol tribe on the east side of the Great Wall.

On the other hand, there is a blue-eyed and red-haired person, but he keeps saying that he is the court official of the Ming Dynasty, and he also took out the official certificate issued by the official department of the official envoy of the Eight Classics.

If you mess with anyone, you can't handle it well, and you have to carry a big black pot on your back. Urgent! Call for help online!

For a moment, Zou Xueyu wanted to leave these two people behind and go to Wenyuan Pavilion to find Mr. and senior to cry about his difficulty.

"Two! Two of you! Zou Xueyu pulled his throat, which had become a little hoarse, and rushed at Mahamu and Fan Worm, who were nailed to the dock and refused to leave no matter what: "The two of you just had a conflict because of a slight misunderstanding, there are many people here, so I'd better go to the Sifang Pavilion prepared by the Ministry of Rites to rest, and then say that this matter is feasible?" "As long as people go to the Sifang Pavilion, they don't care about their own affairs in Tianfu.

The hot potato can also be thrown out. No matter what the imperial court does at that time, it has nothing to do with Ying Tianfu.

However, Zou Xueyu's persuasion did not enter the ears of both sides. On the Longwan Wharf, two gangs that are completely different from the Ming people, each in words that no one of the three parties can understand, enthusiastically told each other their blessings.

Even, the guards brought by each side have begun to erect their own weapons, as if they want to give them to each other as a sign of friendship.

It's just that neither side seems willing to accept the gift. There was no room for this Ying Tianfu prefect to interject at all.

Ying Tianfu Tongzhizai's face was tense, standing beside the prefect, always vigilant that the enthusiastic people on both sides would have physical contact because of the high enthusiasm, and he would immediately pull the prefect away.

"Prefect, don't worry, at least don't worry......" Ying Tianfu Tongzhi stared at the two rooms in front of him vigilantly, and kept looking back at the Waijinchuan Gate behind him.

Zou Xueyu turned around and grabbed Tongzhi's arm: "Have you informed those yamen?" Tongzhi hurriedly replied: "The Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Officials, the Sifang Pavilion, the Terracotta Division, the Honglu Temple, the Jinyi Guard, the Pedestrian Division, and the General Political Envoy Department have all sent people to inform them. ”

"Why is there still a matter of Jinyiwei?" Zou Xueyu frowned, a little puzzled. Tongzhi chuckled, moved his steps to close the distance with the prefect, and whispered: "Jinyi Weibei Town Fusi Zhenfu envoy Sun Cheng originally went out from His Royal Highness Taisun. Jin Yiwei knew about this, and His Highness would naturally know about it. Xia Guan felt that today's matter on the dock would eventually be sent to His Highness layer by layer, so why not let His Highness know as soon as possible. "The waterway connecting Xuanwu Lake outside Shangyuan Gate is still being excavated, which is the biggest political task of Ying Tianfu this year.

In addition to digging a pit or digging a pit. Not only did Zou Xueyu want to throw out the two hot potatoes in front of him as soon as possible, but also the people who were present up and down the prefect's yamen, who didn't want to get rid of this incident as soon as possible.

On the already increasingly busy Longwan Wharf, because of the scolding of the two gangs of Mahamu and Fan Worm, it has long attracted countless onlookers.

There are very few people who know foreign languages. Just when Zou Xueyu's heart was burning in a hurry, there was a sudden shout from the crowd.

"Use our big words!"

"Official!"

"I won't scold, let's teach you, scold his mother!"

"......" these good deeds, who couldn't enjoy watching the excitement, even began to encourage Warat and foreigners to scold each other in the official dialect of the Ming Dynasty, and even taught them how to scold.

Zou Xueyu's blood surged up for a while, and his eyes glared angrily, trying to find out which bastard Niang Xipi was.

But. Whether it is the Warat people or the foreigners, they are especially persuasive today. It's just that after a pause, the enthusiastic Warats and foreigners immediately changed to another style.

"Just Europa, dare to fight us!"

"You Warats are just lost dogs who were driven away by my Ming Dynasty!"

"Huh! Believe it or not, I'm riding on the Iron of Warat, setting foot on your Europa land again? ”

"You have the ability, come here! Since the death of Temujin, the hooves of your Mongols have been weakened. My Ming Dynasty now rules the Central Plains, you soft-footed horses are lost dogs, come to my Ming Dynasty today, is it to bend the knee with my Ming Emperor His Majesty to survive? ”

"Wow, yes! Little Hongyi, draw your sword! ”

"You dare to kill the officials of the Ming Dynasty?" Zeng Zeng Zeng. Finally, Mahamu pulled out the scimitar at his waist and glared angrily at the fan worm who really regarded himself as a Ming man and spoke wildly.

From the original conflict to the discovery of the officers and soldiers on the dock and the blockade. Fan Worm, who was still intact, had his hair scattered, a large black circle on his left eye, and a small wound at the corner of his mouth, which left a shallow blood stain on his face after wiping off the blood.

And the fly green official robe he brought to the official position of the eight-rank patrol inspector was also stained. His face was blue and purple, and his body was black and gray.

However, in the face of Mahamu, who showed his scimitar, Fan Worm, a businessman, was not afraid at all. I don't know where he got the courage, but despite the dissuasion of the guards around him, he stretched his neck, took two steps forward, and pressed his shoulder against the tip of the knife pulled out by Mahamu.

Fan Worm's face was hideous, revealing a hint of madness: "If you have the guts, you will stab in!" Ma Hamu was stunned, he couldn't have imagined that this Hongyi, who was pulling the skin of the Great Ming Tiger all the time, would have such a big courage to stand alone under the tip of his knife.

Fan Worm is becoming more and more crazy at the moment, his eyes are bloodshot and red from excitement, and he is not satisfied with the bloodshots.

Under Mahamu's gaze, he lifted his steps again. He slowly lifted his feet, and slowly fell, landing silently.

However, under the tip of the knife on his shoulder, the garment was already sunk in. Killing is the easiest thing to do.

Mahamu could no longer remember how many people had died under the scimitar in his hands since he had been able to climb on horseback alone.

As long as you exert a little force and hand the scimitar in your hand forward, the damn Hongyi in front of you will die on the scene.

However, after all, Mahamu did not dare to really hand over the scimitar to the last three inches. Click. Under the Waijinchuan Gate, the cold sound of horses' hooves in the city gate cave sounded, echoing in the city gate cave.

Grind and grind. Crunch, squeak. A carriage, pulled by a war horse, drove out of the city gate leisurely.

Zou Xueyu's eyes lit up, and the small flag on the carriage clearly indicated that it was the frame of the imperial grandson. However, before Zou Xueyu stepped forward to greet the savior he had been eagerly waiting for.

The sound of a fabric tearing had reached his ears. Then, a figure crossed in front of Zou Xueyu's eyes, rushed out, and ran to the carriage.

"Your Highness!"

"Your Highness, you're finally here!"

"Your Highness, you want to call the shots for Weichen! Someone has the audacity to want to assassinate our Ming officials! ”

"Woo woo woo woo ......" Even though the dock was overcrowded, good onlookers crowded the scene, and under the gaze of hundreds of people, Fan Worm, who deliberately changed into the fly green official robe before going ashore, still knelt in front of the carriage in embarrassment.

On his chest and shoulders, the entire fly green robe was sliced open by the tip of Mahamu's scimitar, revealing the skin inside, as well as a shallow bloodstain.

Fan worm knelt on the ground and kept howling.

"Please call the shots for your highness!"

"Your Highness, if you come any later, you won't be able to see your ministers......" This damn Hongyi man! Mahamu, who put away the scimitar, really wanted to draw the knife again at this moment and kill the damn Hongyi people.

Zhu Yunxi smiled and walked out of the carriage, but his face was already indifferent after he straightened up.

He just glanced at the docks.

"Minister, Zou Xueyu, the prefect of Tianfu, should see His Royal Highness the Imperial Sun."

"Ministers, see His Royal Highness the Imperial Grandson."

"The grass people see His Royal Highness the Imperial Grandson." Zou Xueyu took the lead in kneeling to see. It didn't have to be, but that's what he did.

The entire people on the dock, following the prefect, knelt down in the blink of an eye. Even the Europa people brought by Fan Worm knelt on the ground one by one.

In an instant, on the entire dock, except for the people who followed Zhu Yunxi, only the Warat people with scimitars were still standing.

Fan Worm was still lying on the ground, sobbing in a low voice. But he still had time to quietly turn around and glance at the stupid Warat man behind him.

Zhu Yunxi first glanced at Zou Xueyu who was kneeling on the ground. This guy is worthy of being born in Xinxue, and he looks like those bastards, wilted and wilted.

Then, he looked at Mahamu who was standing there.

"Why didn't Taiping and Bald Polo come? Lone also wanted to meet them. Mahamu, who had wanted to wait for the Ming people to stand up, jumped in his heart.

Poof. The young adult wolf of the grassland, finally with his proud head underneath, knelt on the ground.

"Warat envoy Ross Mahamu, see His Royal Highness the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty."

"Wow!" Under everyone's gaze, Zhu Yunxi let out a strange voice, and then spoke: "I still think that in twenty or thirty years, you Yuan people have forgotten the gift to the Central Plains." ”……………… Recommended commuter passes