A group of people were patiently questioned, and as soon as the widow left, Zhu Di couldn't help but get up and ask: "Old Five, this widow is obviously fooling us, what is the use of you keeping him." Do you really covet the so-called treasure? ”

Even the young Zhu Di can guess that these widows who lick blood from the knife edge must not have much oil and water in the old nest. If he really saved some treasure, why should the Ota clan wander on the sea and be a widow?

This Fujiwara Shinhei is just using this as an excuse to cheat on the opportunity to live a few more days and wait for an opportunity to get out.

I'm afraid that in my heart, I am still secretly laughing at them for being so foolish!

"Fourth brother doesn't have to be indignant." Zhu Su said with a smile. "How could I not know about his bad idea?"

"It's just a trick to use him." Zhu Su smiled, "I just want to borrow his identity to let the Emperor Raushzi of the Wa Kingdom know that my Ming will help him calm the chaos." so that he can send troops to ask for help from my Daming. ”

"I still need the help of two gentlemen in this matter......"

Then he summoned Yao Guangxiao and Gao Qi, who were standing behind him, and gave them some instructions.

"In that case, I'll wait until this is arranged." Yao Guangxiao and Gao Qi hugged their fists.

"Go, go, go." Zhu Su waved his hand.

……

Let's say that the Japanese Fujiwara Nobuhei left the government. I couldn't help but feel a little proud. He was arrested by the Onida clan before, and it was by virtue of his status as the secretary of the young Nayan that he became a small leader among the Japanese invaders.

Now in the Ming Kingdom, he can even rely on his identity to make the prince of the Ming Emperor "treat him differently". Even as soon as he left the palace, the general returned the money that had been stolen from him.

Fujiwara couldn't help but feel smug about his "nobility".

Cao Yuan didn't say a word, and directly sent him to the pavilion in Suzhou City.

Fujiwara sat in the house for a long time, and he couldn't wait for the post house to deliver food for a long time, and he couldn't help but feel a little angry. When he opened the door and saw that there were two guards "guarding" him, he held the shelf of the Minister of the Japanese State and said:

"Don't the officials of the Ming Kingdom know how to be hospitable? Why is there no food when dusk has come? ”

"What kind of bookbag did this widow drop?" The soldier guarding the left side was confused, and asked his companion on the right side with a confused expression.

"Looks like you're asking for food?" The soldier on the right had a little more ink than he did, but it was clear that there wasn't much. "The Japanese are noble people who like to learn from us, but they can't learn from home. When have you ever seen our Highness speak like this? ”

"That's what you said. A mere widow is also worthy of being compared with His Highness? The soldier on the left said disdainfully.

"Yes. Just a widow! ”

The soldier on the right looked in agreement, as if the word "Japanese people" carried some kind of disgusting factor. Both looked at Fujiwara with disgust.

Although they use the local dialect of Suzhou, there are similarities between the local dialect and the official dialect of the Ming Dynasty. Even if it is really a language barrier, from the disgust in the eyes of the two, it is enough to see that it must not be a good word. Fujiwara had a dark face, and he wanted to scold, but after looking at the waist knives hanging from the waists of the two soldiers, he thought about it and chose to pretend that he didn't understand.

"Just guards, you don't need to be familiar with them." Fujiwara comforted himself, remembering that His Highness had said that he would not limit his actions, so he decided to go out and find something to eat. I have heard that the Tang Dynasty is very prosperous, and I think that the Ming Dynasty, which is also the kingdom of the Celestial Empire, will not be too bad, right?

Fujiwara tentatively left the inn. Sure enough, the two soldiers did not stop them, but just followed them from a distance. He picked up the money returned to him by the Ming army, left the post house and walked into the market.

Today's Suzhou, with the efforts of Wei Guanru Taisu and other civil officials, has largely recovered the prosperity of the sun; It was even more because the flood had passed, the thieves had retreated, and even the originally closed city gates had been opened, and everyone was overjoyed.

"The Heavenly Empire is really prosperous!" Fujiwara was amazed. At this time, it was still the first month, and I saw that the whole street market was lit up like day, and the crowd was surging. The people of Suzhou are really worried about this year, and at this time, they can let go of their scruples and celebrate with a letter that they are already safe, and they are naturally more cheerful than usual. Seeing Fujiwara as if entering the kingdom of heaven, compared with the bleak and boring scenery of Kyoto, the old country, I suddenly felt ashamed of myself.

This is just Suzhou! I heard that the capital of the Celestial Empire should be heaven, and it is several times more prosperous than here!

After all, it was the dignity of being a minister and the belly that was thundering that pulled Fujiwara's thoughts back. He decided to find a restaurant to eat first. I happened to see a restaurant called "Lou in the Building", and Xiao Er at the door was nodding and entertaining customers.

Who knows, he had just stepped into a restaurant, and he was kicked out by the shopkeeper wearing linen: "Go." Hurry up and go, don't affect our restaurant's business. ”

Fujiwara was stunned: "Yours, rude!" I have money! Why don't you receive it! As he spoke, he pulled out a handful of money. Serve me well, and the money will be yours. ”

"Yo, the Chinese language is good, but you are a widow, are you worthy of my master?" The shopkeeper was angry, and raised his hand to throw the money aside. "See there? No one is allowed to enter this restaurant! ”

Fujiwara looked along the place pointed by Xiao Er, and saw a wooden sign hanging next to the door clearly written: Wokou and dogs, not allowed to enter.

"Nani!" Fujiwara only felt a rush of blood rush to his head. I actually ...... Equated with a dog?

He was angry, but then he realized that almost everyone was disgusted with him and pointed at him.

"I am a noble minister, not a widow!" Fujiwara argued.

"Isn't that the same as a widow?" The shopkeeper scoffed. At this time, a customer in ordinary clothes raised his feet and entered the restaurant, and the shopkeeper immediately changed his face: "Hey, uncle, come to eat?" Inside, please! ”

Seeing that his attitude towards an ordinary customer was better than that of his minister, Fujiwara was even more indignant. wanted to let the two "guards" give him a head, but he only saw the two standing far away, and even showed a look of watching a play.

Just kidding, the real task of the two of them is to supervise this guy not to let him run away secretly, and not to really be his guard!

Fujiwara was frustrated in front of the shopkeeper, but there was nothing he could do. Seeing that there were more and more people around him pointing fingers, he had to leave in embarrassment. But when he changed to other restaurants and wanted to fill his stomach, he found that for some reason, all the shops in the city were all hung with wooden signs that read "Wokou and dogs are not allowed to enter".

"Could it be that this has become a custom in this Daming city?" Fujiwara is messy.

(End of chapter)