"It's finally here." Looking at the magnificent Exquisite City in front of him, Ying Zheng exhaled lightly and sighed with emotion.

In the past month or so, after setting off from Xianyang, almost all of them have been rushing non-stop, and half of the time is running with horses.

Yu Tu and King Xiqiang had already sent their letters of state, and they must have known about the arrival of King Qin.

The team set up camp outside the city, and the king of Xiqiang took Qiang and others to the city gate to deliver the prayer post.

At the moment when he saw the Exquisite City, the heart that the last king was hanging on finally let go, and along the way, he was also afraid.

I am afraid that the king of Qin will turn his face at any time, I am afraid that I will die and cry, and I am afraid that the elders of the clan will fall for the Qin army's scheme, which will lead to greater losses.

Finally reached the refinement, then King Qin wanted to do it again, but he had to think about it.

Taking advantage of this gap, Ying Zheng bathed and changed his clothes in his tent and changed into his royal robe.

Not long after the king of Xiqiang and Qiang handed over the national letter, he saw a lieutenant with a team of men and horses walking out of the city gate, as if he was already waiting in the city tower.

This lieutenant, King Xiqiang, is known as Zhehuai, who is the captain of Jingjue City and a confidant of the Jingjue Queen.

"King Xiqiang, long time no see." Zhehuai said in exquisite words.

King Xiqiang also knows the exquisite language, but he is not as proficient as the Loulan language, but normal communication is still no problem.

"Hehe, Captain Zhehuai, long time no see." King Xiqiang said with a smile.

"The master of my family has already instructed that if the King of Xiqiang arrives with the King of Qin, he can enter the palace at any time." Zhehuai's left hand was placed on his chest, which seemed to be a refined etiquette.

"Well, okay, King Qin is now repairing in the camp, and I also ask the commander to say goodbye, and this king and King Qin will enter the palace immediately." King Xiqiang said.

"There is no need to pass the ceremony, Her Majesty the Queen has known your whereabouts long after you entered the realm of the Exquisite Realm, and now, the last general will return to the camp with the King of Xiqiang to welcome the King of Qin." Zhehuai's tone was very polite.

"Okay, Captain, please." King Xiqiang also looked very polite.

Immediately, Zhehuai took his guards to accompany the father and son of King Xiqiang to the big tent of Yingzheng.

Ying Zheng was chatting with the Meng brothers, and when he saw that King Xiqiang had brought back a superb person, he got up to greet him.

"Captain Zhehuai, this is the King of Qin." King Xiqiang introduced.

Zhehuai still put his left hand on his chest, leaned forward slightly, and said, "Exquisite Zhehuai, I have seen King Qin."

This time, the translator for Yingzheng became the king of Xiqiang, because Qiang's words were really not good.

Ying Zheng looked at Zhehuai, and saw that the face of the elite commander in front of him was a little dark red, his skin was quite tight, his eye sockets were deep, his nose was very sharp, and the edges and corners of his chin were also very distinct, which was indeed different from Huaxia and even the Rongdi people.

"The lieutenant is polite." Ying Zheng returned the courtesy.

"Your Majesty has already made a will, if King Qin wants to enter the palace and talk to Her Majesty the Queen, he can leave at any time." Zhehuai still maintained a respectful posture and said.

"Okay, please wait a moment, and the widow will prepare." Ying Zheng nodded and said.

"Then let's help Brother Wang prepare the horse first." After saying a word, Qiang Qi dragged the king of Xiqiang to accompany Zhehuai out.

Ying Zheng first tidied up his clothes, then opened a brocade box on the table and confirmed the contents.

Inside the brocade box is one of the nine small stone tripods.

In addition to the two stone tripods given to Qiang and Sorin, Ying Zheng brought the remaining seven. But according to Ji Fa's meaning, he only needs to come up with one to prove his identity.

After the inspection, Ying Zheng packed the brocade box, and then went out with the brocade box.

Meng Tian and Meng Yi were waiting at the door.

Seeing Yingzheng come out of the tent, Meng Tian stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, the gifts are ready."

"Okay, bring the gifts, and enter the palace with the widow." Ying Zheng waved his hand and took the Meng brothers on the horse.

Zhehuai walked away with the elite sergeant

In the front, King Xiqiang and Ying Zheng walked in the middle, and Qiang, Suo Lin, Meng Tian, Meng Yi and others walked at the end and entered the gate of the Exquisite City.

Sure enough, as Yu Tu said, this exquisite city is indeed quite prosperous.

The straight road is very wide, and it is flanked by stalls selling all kinds of furs, utensils, bows and arrows.

The people who set up the stalls are also dressed in all kinds of strange costumes and speak strange language.

When many stall owners saw that a strange alien race had entered the city gate, not only did they not show doubt, but waved their hands one after another, as if to signal Yingzheng and everyone to come over to see their goods.

Ying Zheng couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, whispered a few words to King Xiqiang, and then turned over and dismounted.

The people behind knew that King Qin was going to take a look and have a look, so they all got off the horse.

Thorin had followed Yu Tu a few times, so he was naturally not so interested, so he took the reins from Ying Zheng's hand.

Zhehuai in front looked back and saw that King Qin had slowed down, so he also dismounted and waited in front.

Ying Zheng looked at it in a new way, and looked at it, and every time he passed by a stall, he picked up the goods on display and took a closer look.

But just as he walked to a stall with some strange things, Ying Zheng's eyes were suddenly attracted by a strange-shaped stone-like thing.

Slightly surprised, Ying Zheng reached out and picked up the object, probably too old, this thing has been mixed with some hard rocks, most of its "real body" has been covered, and this part of its *** is somewhat similar to the black iron snail!

Ying Zheng's brows and the corners of his mouth twitched at the same time, he looked at the stall owner and asked urgently, "What is this?"

The stall owner apparently didn't understand what he was saying, first shook his head, and then muttered unsure of what he was saying.

The king of Xiqiang, who was standing aside, also made a difficulty, and said to Yingzheng, "Judging by his attire, this person should be from Khotan, but this king is not very proficient in Khotanese language."

Qiang Qi said on the side, "Since he can do business in Jingjue, he should be able to speak in Jingjue."

Immediately, the king of Xiqiang tentatively asked the merchant in a refined language, "What are you?"

The vendor smiled and said in the same words, "It's an artifact of a strange shape."

"Antiquities?" After listening to King Xiqiang's translation, Ying Zheng asked again, "How did you get it?"

The vendor said, "My grandfather picked it up on the edge of the sand mill when he was young."

The edge of the grinding disc of the sand......

Ying Zheng looked at the object in his hand carefully, and then used his hand to cover the part covered by the rock.

Looking at the rest of the part, it is more similar to the black snail.

"Ask him how this thing is sold." Ying Zheng looked at King Xiqiang and said.

King Xiqiang nodded, and said a few more words to the vendor, as if he was haggling.

"And he said, He is a sheep." King Xiqiang leaned towards Yingzheng and whispered.

Ying Zheng thought for a while, and said with a smile: "The fat sheep of the widow should be kept for the soldiers to enjoy."

Immediately, Ying Zheng ordered Meng Yi to bring over a brocade.

"Ask him if he can trade this for it." Ying Zheng placed the brocade on the vendor's stall and pointed to the brocade.

The king of Xiqiang asked the merchant in a refined language.

The merchant's gaze fell on the brocade on the stall, and he couldn't take his eyes off it for a moment.

In order to let him look carefully, Ying Zheng also deliberately spread out the brocade.

The next moment, the surroundings fell silent, and all the vendors in the stalls unconsciously set their eyes in this direction.

In their cognition, they don't know if there is a concept of silk and brocade, but from their eyes, they can clearly feel that they have never seen such a gorgeous and beautiful "cloth".

It took enough time for the vendor to come to his senses, and then nodded again and again, "Change, change!"

"It's yours." Ying Zheng patted the silk with his hand, and then resembled it

The things of the dark iron snail were handed over to Meng Yi, big

Step by step.

The people behind followed.

The vendor was still looking at Ying Zheng's back in a daze, but he didn't want the vendors around him to rush over, surrounded his stall, and looked carefully at the beautiful and smooth brocade.

Ying Zheng looked back, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

It is true that he is interested in something similar to a dark iron snail, but what Ying Zheng cares more about is to make waves in this bazaar and let his brocade attract the attention of the countries of the Western Regions.

Especially in this exquisite city where people of all ethnic groups gather, this move will definitely stir up a thousand waves with one stone.

If you want to do something commercial in the entire Western Regions, then you can't do it without laying some foreshadowing.

Following Zhehuai to continue walking in the direction of the palace, Ying Zheng no longer went to visit other stalls, but just glanced around from time to time.

The entire city, except for the palace and the houses, seemed to be occupied by the market, and the road in the middle was not very wide, so the people did not travel very fast.

At last they came to the door of the palace, and finally to a relatively wide open space.

Zhehuai said hello, and then directly led everyone into the main hall of the Exquisite Palace.

The shape of this hall is also a little strange, there is a row of square pillars under the corridor to support, the top of the hall is semicircular, under the reflection of the sun, like a bright moon hanging on the roof, there are three tower-shaped buildings around it, I don't know if it is for the purpose of lookout, or just for beauty.

The Exquisite Queen must be in this hall, thinking of the upcoming meeting, Ying Zheng's heart is not only looking forward to it, but also a little ...... Nervous?

Perhaps, probably Governor Ying has never seen the queen when he is so old.

After calming down his mind, Ying Zheng raised his feet and stepped into the threshold of the main hall, but when he raised his eyes to look ahead, he immediately became nervous again.

But this time, it was not because of the exquisite queen, but because the palace hall presented in front of Ying Zheng actually had a sense of déjà vu.

The ground and the roof are made up of three-foot square bricks, and this kind of square bricks, smooth but not smooth, with a faint glimmer of light in the crystal, look extremely flat, and there are no gaps in the connection at every place.

This kind of design, Ying Zheng is very familiar, it is very similar to the structure of those secret rooms in the fourth layer of the Tomb of King Wu.

And in the trance of Yingzheng, I only heard a woman's voice clearly from the depths of the hall, crisp and tactful, but not charming: "Strange man, is it King Qin?"

Ying Zheng was a spirit, from the scalp to the bone marrow was numb, he looked up, but saw a young woman of his age, dressed in a gorgeous costume, staring at him.

His eyes were as soft as water waves, and as hot as the sun.

Where the eyes met, there seemed to be a flash of thunder, hitting the softest place in the depths of Ying Zheng's heart.

Seeing that King Qin was stunned, King Xiqiang hurriedly smiled and said, "Hehe, this is the Lord of Great Qin, and this time I have come to visit the Queen of Perfection with this king."

King Xiqiang's words sounded in his ears, and Ying Zheng woke up from his trance, and hurriedly said: "When the widow saw that this hall was built so magnificently, he looked a little dazed for a while, and he hoped that the Queen of Excellence would forgive him for his rudeness."

"Huh." I saw the Exquisite Queen smile, then stood up and walked towards the center of the main hall, "This king thought that you saw that this king was a woman, and it was so strange that you lost your mind."

The Exquisite Queen who stood up was tall and tall, almost the same height as Ying Zheng.

And it seems that only the queen can wear an alien costume, which strongly highlights her incomparably graceful figure, and her light steps drive the endless charm.

The delicate face presented more and more clearly in front of Ying Zheng, but I can't find any words to describe what kind of beauty it is.

"King Qin, why are you stunned again?" The Exquisite Queen, who had already walked to the center of the main hall, looked at Ying Zheng, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.