Zhu Yuanzhang's face was as usual when he heard this, but he was very relieved in his heart. Reshuge's lifelong battle of fighting horses made him deeply understand that as a general of an army who can decide the victory or defeat of the battle situation in a single thought, and the life and death of tens of millions of soldiers, the most taboo and deadly is to underestimate the enemy. Today, under the observation of words and appearances, Zhu Di and Zhu Quan did not despise this extremely distant and almost ignorant country of the Timurid Khanate.

On the second day, when it was almost noon, Zhu Quan had just returned to the palace from the national eunuch, and Ma Sanbao told him that the official of the Honglu Temple under the Ministry of Rites was a thorn and had been waiting for a long time.

Zhu Quan was slightly stunned and then recalled that he had asked Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang for a will in the imperial study last night, and today he accompanied the envoy of the Timurid Khanate, Manra Hafisi, and his party to sightseeing in Yingtian City.

Wearing the costume of a six-rank civil official, Nai Tingwu stepped into the spacious and bright living room under the guidance of Ma Sanbao, and saw His Royal Highness King Ning according to the ceremony.

Zhu Quan saw that Nai Tingwu, who had accompanied him in the past and went to Liaodong to persuade Naha Chu, the Taiwei of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, to surrender to Nahachu, was already quite sour at this time, and he couldn't help laughing and said: "Nai Tingwu, you can also be regarded as an old acquaintance of this king who has shared hardships and hardships, so you don't need to be polite." ”

It turned out that Nai Thorn Wu followed the command of Jinyi Wei to make Jiang Xian go to Liaodong, and he had a lot of credit for the forced landing of Nahachu, and when he returned to the time when Zhu Yuanzhang was rewarded, he saw that Nai Thorn had no capital and no great talent, so he simply asked him to go to the Honglu Temple, which was specially responsible for the reception of foreign affairs, to be a six-grade civil official.

Nai Thorn didn't see the smile under His Royal Highness King Ning, knowing that he was doing it for a civil official like himself today, so he had to smile helplessly: "By the grace of Your Majesty, let the lower officials work in such a quiet yamen as Honglu Temple, but there are many rules in this Ministry of Rites, either this is not in line with etiquette, or it is not in line with etiquette." He used to get along with Zhu Quan a lot, and he knew that although this prince was sometimes extremely difficult, he was quite approachable, so he simply had the courage to complain.

Zhu Quan bowed slightly, and thought in his heart: The Ministry of Rites is in charge of education, and it is naturally the place where Sour Confucianism is most concentrated.

Nai Tingwu recalled that this morning, the Lord of the Ministry of Rites sent an order that His Royal Highness King Ning would accompany the envoy from the Timurid Khanate to visit Yingtian today, so he coughed lightly, changed the topic and said respectfully: "Today, the lower officials came to meet His Highness, but there is something to ask for. Seeing that Zhu Quan waved his hand lightly to signal himself to continue, he immediately looked at Ma Sanbao who was standing on the side, and slowly continued: "This time, the envoy of the Timurid Khanate, Manra Hafisi, everything he said was a reply, although the lower officials were slightly able to reply, but there were also many inconveniences, so that I wanted to ask His Royal Highness for permission and allow the head of the palace to accompany him." ”

Zhu Quan was speechless when he heard this, and then he suddenly remembered that Ma Sanbao was also a Hui person, and his living habits and language were comparable, so it was naturally conducive to communicating with the envoy from the Timurid Khanate, and he was immediately allowed to do so.

Remembering that His Majesty the Emperor attached great importance to the visit of the envoy, he immediately said slowly: "Among the retinue of Mandrahafisi, there is a person who is known as Jebe of the Timurid Khanate, and he is very arrogant in his words. ”

"Jebel?" Zhu Quan asked with a puzzled expression.

Naiji explained: "Jebe is a Mongolian word, which means one in a thousand sharpshooters. Among the Mongolian tribes, the marksman who shoots birds with arrows in galloping horses and is excellent in archery is called Jebe. ”

Zhu Quan's face sank when he heard this, he slowly placed the teacup on the table, and said coldly: "Is this kid very arrogant?" ”

Seeing that Nai Thorn was faceless and smiling bitterly, Ma Sanbao immediately walked to Zhu Quan's side and whispered: "After His Royal Highness was summoned to the palace last night, Old Man Qin returned to the mansion and heard that Marshal Xu Da had died, so he went to the Wei State Mansion. ”

"Master, is his old man back?" Zhu Quan was overjoyed when he heard this.

After originally coming from Mobei, Qin Zhuofeng immediately went out to visit his former fellow martial arts fellows, and the master and apprentice had not met for a long time. At this time, he heard how the master turned back to Yingtian, how he was not overjoyed, and immediately ordered Nai Thorn Wu to go to the mansion of the Duke of Wei with him first.

In the mansion of the Duke of Wei, a "big man" who seemed to be more than forty years old held three incense sticks and lit them on the candle flame, and put incense in front of the spiritual seat of Xu Da, the king of Zhongshan, with a solemn face, and listened to Zhu Quan's words in his ears, suddenly sighed softly, turned his head to look at his beloved apprentice Xu Ying and said in a deep voice: As a teacher, I had to hurry for a few months, and I was separated from your father. It's very sad to think about it. When he was a teacher under the command of Chen Youliang, the king of Han, before the Battle of Poyang Lake, he was ordered to assassinate your father. Just because he saw that the Red Turban Army under the command of the Xu Da brothers was cleaned up, it was a well-deserved righteous army. Only then did he become friends, at that time, he was a teacher and Xu Da brothers, but he taught us to have a breath of air, and we will never allow foreign races to spread wild in the place where my Han people have lived for generations. ”

Han King Chen Youliang was in the Ming Dynasty at this time, which was a rather taboo name. Nai Tingwu couldn't help but be a little shocked when he heard His Royal Highness King Ning, the master, openly mention this name in the Wei State Mansion as if nothing happened. Recalling the past when he went to Liaodong with the army, Qin Zhuofeng sneaked into the city of Gyeongju with thousands of troops and horses in the snowy night, and assassinated Pingzhang, the chief general of the Yuan army, he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart: This old man who is not afraid of heaven and earth, he is afraid that His Majesty's holy decree of the emperor can be ignored, but I hope that there will be no trouble today.

Zhu Quan saw that Nai Thorn had no face and showed a look of panic, so he said lightly: "Everything today has its own king's responsibility, but you don't need to worry too much. ”

On the side of the street directly opposite the Forbidden City, at the entrance of the official office of the Honglu Temple, the messenger from Timur, Manra Hafisi, with a dozen or so retinues, walked out accompanied by Nai Tingwu, and saw a young man in a python robe, about twenty years old, standing leisurely outside the door, accompanied by more than a hundred palace guards with bright armor.

Manra Hafisi had seen Zhu Quan during the banquet in the Fengtian Palace, and he had some impressions, and today he couldn't help but be a little surprised to see that he was going to accompany him to play in the city in person.

Ma Sanbao knew that Zhu Quan and Manra Hafeisi did not understand each other at all, so he immediately said in a deep voice: "This is my Royal Highness King Daming Ning, and I will accompany your envoy to visit Yingtian City today. ”

Manra Hafisi lived in the Honglu Temple for the past two days, and there were many misunderstandings due to the language barrier, and he was very distressed, and at this time he heard that the young entourage on the side of His Royal Highness King Ning actually spoke a straight reply, and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

When Zhu Quan smiled, he looked sideways at a strangely dressed man behind Manrahafisi.

I saw that this big man's hair was slightly curled, and his burning eyes flashed with a falcon-like light, and his appearance was somewhat similar to that of Manrakafis. The most peculiar thing is that there is a longbow on his back, and the shape is more than a foot longer than the bow used by the knights of the Yuan army that he saw in the past.

Zhu Quan saw that all the entourage behind Manra Hafisi were leading the horses, and he couldn't help but point to the long street and laughed: "Don't you still want to ride a horse to the streets?" You look at the situation today, I'm afraid that it will be inconvenient to ride a horse, why don't we take a leisurely stroll? ”

Ma Sanbao translated the past truthfully, but the idiom "leisurely walking" is really difficult to fully translate, and can only be said to mean a casual walk.

After Manhafisi understood the meaning, he couldn't help but feel a little numb on his scalp when he looked at the long street like a stream, men, women, and children, almost shoulder to shoulder. In his old opinion, Samarkand, the capital of the Timurid Khanate, where tens of thousands of people lived, was already a big city to be proud of. There are so many people that it's hard to talk about.

In desperation, Manra Hafisi had no choice but to order his subordinates to leave all their mounts in the Honglu Temple, and with a wave of his hand, let more than a dozen followers play in the city, and only need to return here before dark.

After Zhu Quan understood what the other party meant, he immediately whispered to Jing Jun beside him: "You lead fifty palace soldiers, one for every four or five of them, remember to keep a firm watch on this king." ”

At this time, seeing Zhu Quan's soldiers holding weapons one by one, and leaving with his entourage, he couldn't help but be very displeased, and frowned and said: "The envoy came to your country on behalf of the sultan of my Timurid Khanate, just to make friends between the two countries, but what does this mean?" ”

Zhu Quan laughed, pointed to the long street and said: "There are so many streets and alleys in this Yingtian City, and there are so many people everywhere today, and the entourage of your envoy is speechless, I am afraid that when I get lost, I can't even ask for a way, can you expect them to find a way back?" This king is a piece of good intentions, how can the envoy be able to spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain? Saying this, he secretly thought to himself: Decades ago, the Tartars of the Yuan Dynasty were still raging in the Central Plains, and the common people in the south suffered particularly deeply, and they were naturally hostile to foreign nomadic tribes like you. Today, there is such a crowd of people in the city, if you accidentally trample a few to death under the crowding, or accidentally push down and drown in the Qinhuai River, it is also a big trouble, and this king is naturally out of good intentions.

Ma Sanbao smiled bitterly in his heart, and could only translate it to a rough idea, abbreviating "keep a firm look" and "spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain" to "personal protection".

Manra Hafisi recalled that since he entered the city and arrived at this Honglu Temple, the streets and alleys he saw along the way were indeed dizzying, so he had to nod helplessly, indicating that he agreed with what Zhu Quan said. Even so, he was still very aggrieved in his heart, staring at Zhu Quan's smiling face and secretly wondering: Anyway, what do you say is reasonable, it is clear that we are generally guarding against thieves, and we have to be so open-minded.

At that moment, Sima Chao led the royal soldiers to open the road in front, and the group immediately stepped on the long street and moved forward.

Xu Ying also dressed up as a scholar today, accompanying her master Qin Zhuofeng, and following behind Zhu Quan and others.

Outside the Hongwu Gate is the most prosperous place in Yingtian, and there are rows of restaurants and shops as far as the eye can see, a prosperous scene.

Seeing that the clothes worn by many people were actually made of silk, Manhafisi couldn't help but feel a little envious in his heart. You must know that in the distant countries of the Western Regions, a piece of high-grade silk can be sold for ten taels of gold, and non-dignitaries cannot wear it, how can it be regarded as ordinary here? Curious, I couldn't help but ask a few words casually.

Zhu Quan said with a smile: "The envoy doesn't know, these people wearing silk are famous scholars, except for the officials' families, and many rich people are wearing ordinary cloth clothes. Speaking of this, I couldn't help but recall that Shen Peng, who was doing business in Liaodong in the past, was dressed in cloth, and couldn't help but secretly wonder: Businessmen are not allowed to wear silk clothes, but that is the rule set by Old Man Zhu, who dares to disobey? It's just that you can't understand this truth.

Hearing this, Manhafisi naturally didn't believe it, and suddenly asked, "When I first arrived here, I never saw so many people?" Why is the city so lively today? ”

Zhu Quan saw that the crowds on the street were surging today, far better than usual, and he couldn't help but wonder very much, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at Xu Ying beside him.

Xu Ying suddenly smiled and said, "Today is the second day of the second month of February, and the dragon raised his head. Commonly known as the Green Dragon Festival, it is naturally much more lively than in the past. ”

Seeing that Zhu Quan also looked at the owner of a house on the side of the street with great interest, and spread the stove ash into the house from outside the door, Xu Ying couldn't help but chuckle: "The stove ash must be connected to the house kitchen, and the water tank must be swirled, which is called the dragon back." "Originally, the ancients thought that the dragon traveled to the ability of the clouds and rain, this February 2 is the season of spring ploughing and sowing, when people seek a bumper harvest, hope that the dragon calls the wind and rain, so February 2 has a lot of dragon worship customs. Xu Ying grew up in Yingtian since she was a child, so she naturally understands such customs.

Manra Hafisi saw many young women on both sides of the street playing in the company of their families, and recalled that when he heard that Nai Thorn had no etiquette, he knew that the rules between men and women of the Han people were far from being comparable to those of the nomadic tribes of the steppe, and he couldn't help but be surprised: "Why are so many women suddenly appearing on the street today?" ”

Zhu Quan was also very surprised by this, he naturally knew the social atmosphere at this time, it was impossible for ordinary young women to go around like Xu Ying, why did many women who did not go out of the gate on weekdays and do not step out of the second door also play in the city at will?

Xu Ying smiled and said: "There is also a very unique custom in the second day of February in this Yingtian City, that is, every family takes their married daughter home to save her relatives, and the daughter's family goes back to her mother's house to confide in her husband's family, and her parents comfort their daughters to be diligent and thrifty, filial to their in-laws, and to be harmonious. ”

Manrahafiz could not help but be amazed when he understood this custom that seemed unbelievable to him.

Zhu Quan looked at the young women who were happily playing with their girlfriends on the banks of the Qinhuai River, and couldn't help but pout, and said lightly: "In the eyes of this king, it is a grievance complaint, and a crazy game without grievances." Yan couldn't help but smile at Xu Ying: "I see that you play crazy every day, every day on the second day of February, I don't know how many women of the same age envy." ”

Qin Zhuofeng is a hero who grew up in troubled times, and he has always regarded the rules of those corrupt Confucians as nothing, and naturally he will not give many constraints to his disciples. Xu Ying is naturally spoiled by her master, and she is far from being as restrained as the daughter of a noble family, and she is very complacent when she hears it. Seeing that many young women on the banks of the Qinhuai River were dressed as married young women, he suddenly realized that Zhu Quan said that he had passed the second day of February every day, which was very inappropriate, but it was not good to attack in public under the reddish face, so he had to take a sip, glared at Zhu Quan with hatred, and hid to the master's side.

This book was first published.

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