Fusang Guoshu crossed the ocean and came to Daming.

Wa ...... No, it should be called Fusang State now, and the envoy who came to hand over the credentials was Cen Guangyao, the eldest disciple under Sun Changhe.

Since this person followed Sun Changhe to Fusang, he has been like a fish in water, and he has already paid homage to the Shangshu of the Fusang Rite Department, and he is a very popular minister.

When Zhu Qizhen saw the national letter, he did not show surprise or anger, but threw it aside.

"Returning the national certificate? Whoever collects this thing, who will solve it! ”

Jin Ying hurriedly replied: "The slave understands. ”

Cen Guangyao lived in Honglu Temple, and was never summoned, so he personally went to the Ministry of Rites and asked for an explanation.

Zhang Yi, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, saw Cen Guangyao and looked dazed: "Who are you?" ”

This kind of reply made Cen Guangyao secretly unhappy in his heart, I was unknown before, you don't know me, it's just that, now I am also the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, the two of us are on an equal footing, and we are so humiliated?

"In the Lower Fusang Empire, Shangshu Cen Guangyao, I have seen Lord Zhang!"

"Fuso Country?"

Zhang Yi laughed dumbly and said: "The small country of the projectile also has a book of etiquette, which really makes people laugh off their big teeth!" ”

"You dare to ...... Hum! ”

Cen Guangyao tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart, flicked his sleeves, and said, "I want to see your Emperor Majesty, and please ask Lord Zhang to arrange it quickly!" ”

"Our Imperial Majesty?"

"I am a courtier of Fuso, is there a problem with calling Your Majesty like this?"

Zhang Yi felt angry and funny, and said: "Are you willing to be the dog of the Wa Kingdom, and now you don't even recognize your ancestors?" ”

Cen Guangyao sank his face and said slowly: "You and I are both heavenly officials of the Ministry of Rites, and today we should have had an equal dialogue, Lord Zhang is so rude, aren't you afraid that the world will laugh at you?" ”

"What do you think you are?"

Zhang Yi didn't want to talk nonsense with him at all, and said impatiently: "Come on, get rid of this barking dog!" ”

Cen Guangyao said angrily: "Zhang Yi, I represent the Fusang Empire, you dare to ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a thud, and one of the Praetorian guards stepped forward and kicked him out with his leg.

Cen Guangyao's head was bleeding, he struggled to get up, and scolded: "Puffel dares to ......"

Bang!

With another kick, Cen Guangyao flew out again, only to feel dizzy, surrounded by small stars.

Immediately afterwards, two more guards came over, grabbed Cen Guangyao, and carried him out.

Zhang Yi snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Dog, I really don't know what my surname is!" ”

Cen Guangyao lay on the ground, feeling that all the bones in his body were falling apart.

After a long time, he slowly got up, used all his strength, and returned to Honglu Temple.

Unexpectedly, the guards of Honglu Temple stopped him from entering.

"Get out of the way!"

"Get out!"

"What did you say?"

"Lord Siqing said, you are not welcome here, let you go!"

Cen Guangyao's face turned pale and asked, "What's your name?" ”

The other party's eyes lowered, and he replied: "Murong Tiezhu, the general of the Jinyi Guard." ”

"Murong Tiezhu? Do you know who I am? ”

"You know, a dog thing that recognizes a thief as a father!"

"You...... Bold, I am the secretary of the Fuso Rite Department......"

Murong Tiezhu stepped forward: "Believe it or not, I beat you?" ”

Cen Guangyao's face couldn't help twitching, he subconsciously took two steps back, and then said: "Etiquette collapses, this is a sign of the death of the country!" ”

"Oh, you fucking ......"

Murong Tiezhu pulled out his waist knife and made a gesture to fight.

Cen Guangyao retreated in fright and said, "Don't come here, I am the Shangshu of the Fusang Rite Department, if something happens to me and causes the two countries to fight, you will be a sinner for the ages!" ”

"I'll fuck you!"

The more Murong Tiezhu listened, the more angry he became, and he chased after him with a knife.

Cen Guangyao limped, couldn't run away at all, was caught up by someone, and was beaten hard.

"Returning the Ministry of Rites, I'm sorry!"

Murong Tiezhu finished beating the person, spat on the ground, and then returned to the gate of Honglu Temple and continued to be on duty.

Yang Shan, the Qing of Honglu Temple, walked out slowly and asked, "People are gone?" ”

Murong Tiezhu turned around and clasped his fists and saluted: "Go back to Lord Yang, and drive that dog away from me." ”

Yang Shan snorted coldly and said, "If I had known that this person had bad intentions, the gate of Honglu Temple would not have thought of stepping further. ”

"Who said it wasn't, if it weren't for the special instructions of the adults, the humble post would have just killed him."

"It's just a dog, there's no need to be like him, wait and see, the Academy of Sciences has gone to sea, and it is said that with new gadgets, it will set foot in the Wa Kingdom!"

I don't know how long it took, Cen Guangyao staggered and got up.

He was beaten twice in succession, covered in wounds, his head was broken, and he was still bleeding.

"Okay, good, Da Ming is known as the state of etiquette, and it is so barbaric to treat the envoys of friendly countries, you wait for me!"

At this time, it was already dark, Honglu Temple was not allowed to enter, and he had no relatives in Beijing, even if he had, he would follow him to the sea.

It's getting late, so let's find an inn to stay in first.

However, as soon as I touched the emptiness of my body, I remembered that the silver was in my bag, and the bag was placed in Honglu Temple.

I had the heart to go back and get it, and when I thought of the fierce and vicious Murong Tiezhu, I was suddenly stunned.

After thinking about it, there is also a classmate who is a new science and technology scholar, who works in the Hanlin Academy, and has recently invited himself to come as a guest several times through letters.

Thinking that he is no longer what he used to be, and becoming the secretary of the Fusang National Rite Department can be regarded as raising his eyebrows.

Cen Guangyao relied on his memory to find the address in the letter.

"Who?"

"Brother Zijian, it's me!"

The door opened, and a man in his mid-thirties stepped out, looking up and down.

"Brother Zijian, I'm Cen Guangyao, don't you remember me?"

"Yes, yes...... You? ”

"It's me, I recently sent an envoy to your country, and I thought that I had a gentleman's appointment with Brother Zijian, so I came to talk about it......"

"Let's go!"

Before Cen Guangyao finished speaking, the other party suddenly dropped a sentence and then closed the door.

"Brother Zijian, don't you remember me?"

The other party replied through the door: "Brother Guangyao, you should leave quickly, if someone finds out that he has met you, it will make people laugh out of their big teeth." ”

Cen Guangyao was puzzled: "Why did Brother Zijian say this? ”

"I originally thought that you were spreading Confucianism in the Japanese country and speaking on behalf of the saints, but I didn't expect that you were engaged in a coup d'état, and you also established the name of the emperor of the country, intending to sit on an equal footing with my Heavenly Empire, forgetting your ancestors, and the ambition of the wolf son, it is really despicable, hurry back and persuade your master, immediately issue an edict to abolish the name of the emperor of the country, and offer the table, you can still save your life, otherwise it will be too late to regret it!"

"In the lower body of the Fusang Ministry of Rites, I came to present the letter of state to His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, this is the exchange between countries, why did Brother Zijian say this?"

"That's all I have to say, you and I are strangers from now on, let's go!"

"Brother Zijian, as a son of a saint, don't you know that Emperor Ming has already gone astray and deviated from the original intention of a saint?"

"If you talk nonsense again, I'm going to report to the police to arrest you!"

"The etiquette collapses, and the country will not be a country!"

Cen Guangyao was so angry that he threw down a sentence and turned to leave.