With the sound of the eunuchs shouting who and who is offering something, this longevity banquet is even begun.

Holding a cup of Lushan clouds and mist exuding the fragrance of clear tea, Jia Hui looked at the envoys in front of him with great interest

As a dutiful son who considers himself the first feudal domain of China and the No. 1 Tianzi of the Celestial Empire, North Korea jumped out, squeezed away the envoys of the Japanese State, and even glanced at him proudly, tidied up his clothes and walked up solemnly.

A loud-voiced eunuch recognized the person at a glance, and after a little recollection, he remembered their tribute list this time, and began to sing with his voice raised: "North Korea is offering a birthday gift!" Thirty pieces of ramie cloth of various colors, thirty horses of cotton silk of various colors, two dragon-patterned mats, sixty flower mats of various colors, two tiger skins, ten leopard skins, twenty otter skins, thirty Korean ginseng plants, 2,000 rolls of white cotton paper, and ten thick oil paper! ”

The Korean envoy knelt on the ground with a "bang", and threw himself to the ground like a golden mountain and a jade pillar towards the emperor's five bodies: "The foreign minister represents my king and the subjects of North Korea, and His Majesty the Emperor He has a long life!" ”

"I am very relieved, so that the minister is calm!" The Emperor stroked his beard and nodded with satisfaction.

Before the Korean envoy could say anything, the eunuch behind him began to report another name, and as a last resort, the Korean envoy could only swallow all the auspicious words in his stomach and bent over to leave.

"Annan Jin's birthday gift! Twenty rhino horns, thirty pairs of ivory, seventy pieces of white silk, twenty pounds of lavender, twenty pounds of true incense, twenty pounds of agarwood, twenty pounds of fast incense, forty pounds of wood incense, forty pounds of black incense, and nine paper fans! ”

A thin old man with a relatively short figure and dark skin walked up in fear, and also fell to the ground and shouted to the Emperor that life is boundless.

"Tsk, these incense tributes are a little less." Jia Hui took a sip of the Lushan cloud mist and whispered to Li Kun beside him.

"Huh? These incense are all in pounds, which is still a lot? Li Kun felt that there was nothing wrong.

Burning so much in the incense burner on weekdays makes her feel painful, it's all about the catty, and Annan can be regarded as bleeding, right?

"Heh, look at what you said, you feel pain because you bought it in Shendu, and how many middlemen have passed, can it be expensive!" Jia Hui showed a rare and strange expression, "Transported from Annan to Zhennan Pass, the businessman needs to take care of the guards, which adds a layer of cost, not to mention the various freight and dots all the way from Zhennan Pass to Luoyang."

These miscellaneous expenses can't be borne by the businessman himself, right? That's a fart business, just do charity. It must be all added to the selling price even if it is all added to the selling price, so you will feel expensive. In fact, buying in Annam may be half or even two-thirds cheaper than buying in Luoyang! ”

"Huh, it's so expensive?" Li Kun's eyes widened in surprise.

"No, otherwise why don't I let you go to the commercial bank to buy it, but want to buy incense directly by boat in the south, even if it is calculated by sea transportation, it will be nearly half cheaper than buying it in Luoyang!" Jia Hui smiled proudly.

However, buying by boat is also a bit exaggerated, especially in order not to destroy the sense of smell of the seven two-legged gold-swallowing beasts in the family, in addition to the ancestral hall at home, Li Kun occasionally orders it when the noble lady gathers. In addition to this, the rest of the county government has not burned incense for many years.

As for the incense that Li Kun burned, if he really bought it by the boat, it is estimated that he will not know if he can burn it for three lifetimes.

"Why didn't you say it earlier? If we don't burn it, can't we use it as a gift? ”

"Give a fart gift, Jinling specialties and Western Regions specialties are not enough to give? Girl, who is it that needs you to send so many things? Jia Hui raised her eyebrows and teased Li Kun in a joking tone.

"Shut up and eat the pastry!" Li Kun glanced at Jia Hui, stretched out his chopsticks and grabbed a piece of pea yellow and fell into Jia Hui's plate.

"Yo, pea yellow, but I haven't eaten it for a long time" Jia Hui didn't care about Li Kun's attitude, after all, everyone who squeezed people was about to be in a hurry, and they didn't want people to lose their temper?

It's this pea yellow

"Tsk, hey, I feel like the tea house at the corner of Ningrong Street in Beiping when I was a child!"

"Really? I'll taste it! Li Kun still trusts Jia Hui's tongue very much, but as long as he can eat it and still thinks it is delicious, it will never be unpalatable to her.

This is a taste that has been practiced by eating all over the city since I was a child, and it is very similar.

And as long as you eat something good, the previous filth is over

I ate more than a dozen dishes up and down, and my stomach was finally filled with something, and the previous gift-giving link of the feudal kingdom was finally over.

Unlike the emperor's 60th birthday, this time, there is a large group of people

Mughal people.

There are eight major tribes in the south and north of the desert and many small and medium-sized tribes, plus the two departments of Durbot and Heshute in the west of the desert.

There is no way, Dzungaria will definitely not come, Turgut was beaten by Dzungar really can't stand it, a few years ago, he gritted his teeth and resisted the obstruction of the Turkic tribes and Slavs, broke through the army of the Grand Duchy of Moscow and went to Eastern Europe to become the emperor.

Grandpa can't beat the Dzungars, can't beat the Turks, and can't beat you gang of Jochi Ulus?

Now it is not the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries when Tsarist Russia was overwhelming Central Asia, and now, the Romanovs are still Grand Dukes!

Slavs, your Mughal grandfather is back!

Tsk, poor hair

I saw a group of Mughal men wearing leather jackets and felt hats, and the four of them carried a roasted whole sheep and walked towards the tables of the princes and nobles.

This. Probably a gift from the Mughal Spirits, right?

"Slave Ozhile and Ke meet the general, meet the lady!" After putting a whole roasted whole sheep on the table, the big man who looked like the leader gave Jia Hui a big gift neatly.

"Haha, the old Russian is here, get up quickly!" Jia Hui stretched out his hand to help Ori Le and Ke up, looking very happy.

"Why, if you don't go to congratulate the emperor on his birthday, why did you come to me instead?" Jia Hui asked with a smile.

"Hehe, the general is really tormenting the slave, who is good to the slave in this court, the slave is like a mirror in his heart, if it weren't for the general taking care of him over the years, how could I have a good life like today? I'm sure I'm going to come over and knock you first! Ohri Lehok said with a smile on his face.

Ozhlehok, the current king of Zasak in the Hongjira tribe.

In fact, in terms of Hongjira's qualifications, it is not impossible to be crowned a prince, but due to some reasons, a series of civil strife occurred in the ministry, which led to the departure of the three departments of Yiqi Lesi, Huoluo Rasi, and Qinhu Newuti, and the strength of the Hongjira headquarters is now much worse than before.

That's why he was crowned a county king.

Coincidentally, he is the nephew and nephew of the old maid who was entrusted to Jia Hui by Boyan and the capital.

Jia Hui also learned that her old man's status in the Hongji Ministry was so high after the Jia family's caravan sent the old maid to the Hongji Ministry.

As for why the speaker of Hongjira today is the nephew of the old maid and not the nephew of Boyan Hudu

I don't know, it's too complicated.

However, it was precisely because of this good fate that Hongji Rabu immediately followed Jia Hui to mix, and it can be regarded as hugging Jin's thigh in this strange court

As it turned out, they made the right choice.

When other tribes begged their grandfathers to tell their grandmothers to pat the sycophants of the two saints, and wanted the court to love them more and give them more years, the Hongji tribe, which was favored by Jia Taiwei, already had an iron pot that was enough to live.

When other tribes are intriguing and want more places in the market, ordinary herdsmen in Hongjira can also buy a tael of sugar every once in a while.

Hongjira's sudden wealth will definitely arouse the covetousness of other tribes, but Ozhile and Ke are not afraid, everything has a price, the general is so good to them, then the general wants them to balance and suppress the eastern tribes, and the matter must be done!

Otherwise, it will be a shame to take all this money!

One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.

In short, the relationship between Jia Hui and Hongjira became better and better, and even every year, when Ori Leheke gave the emperor a New Year's gift, he drove more than 1,000 cattle and sheep into the customs, and sent Jia Hui to Zhuangzi for him to eat meat.

After laughing for a while, a little chamberlain also had a great insight and moved a stool over for Orile and Ke to sit on.

Li Kun is no stranger to Orilhoke, if Jia Hui is not at home on business in recent years, she will come to receive Orilhoke.

Where did the doorman come from so many rules?

This kind of treatment of the hostess personally received made Ori Leheke, who is familiar with the customs of the Han people, very moved, this is really not an outsider!

So he worked harder for Jia Hui.

"How's it going, what's going on at home? The old lady is still physically tough, right? Picking up the tea and taking a sip, Jia Hui asked with a smile.

"It's all good, my aunt's body is also tough, but I have less and less to eat, I'm afraid," Orile and Ke hurriedly replied, but when she talked about the old maid's body again, she couldn't help but show a trace of sadness.

Although he has never met this aunt and grandmother a few times, it is really a spiritual support for him who thought he would have to carry Hongjirabu alone after his parents and a series of elders all died.

Those weak words that can't be told to his subordinates, those strategies that don't dare to know with the people around them, suddenly have someone who can tell them unreservedly, and even she can check and fill in the gaps for herself, this feeling is really. That's great!

Especially my aunt and grandmother are still a person who has seen the world, and her vision is so high that she doesn't know where to go, for example, the close to Mrs. Jia who played with her life was proposed by her aunt and grandmother.

Not to mention that ginger is still old and spicy.

And now, such an elder who flies with himself is getting weaker and weaker, how can he not be sad?

"Alas" Hearing this, Jia Hui also sighed, he has never been good at comforting people, and at this moment he can only pat Orile Hoke on the shoulder and talk about comfort.

Seeing that he didn't interrupt the emotions of these two people anymore, he was afraid that he would have to "sigh" all the time, so he hurriedly opened his mouth to change the topic: "Today is a day of great joy, or don't talk about these sad things, by the way, Lao Russia, these roasted whole sheep are your tribute this year?" ”

"Suck back Madame's words," Orile and Ke blinked vigorously and changed his mood, "This is not the holy birthday of Sajula Bilig Khan, everyone is rushing to give a good birthday gift, but they don't know what to give."

However, Sajurabilig Khan sympathized with everyone's difficulty in herding sheep, and did not let us pay too much tribute. So as soon as the big guy is combined, then make up a nine-white tribute to give to his old man, and then each of the major tribes will give 3,000 sheep and 500 cattle to sacrifice together! ”

After that, Ozhile and Ke showed a painful expression, but when he thought that this was not an annual tribute, he didn't say anything.

Sarula Bilig Khan, the leader of the Inner and Outer Mongolian and Wu tribes and the living Buddha lama of Tubo jointly gave the emperor his old man's honorific title, which means "bright wisdom Khan".

The Emperor was so pleased with this title that he liked to be praised for his wisdom.

Naturally, the emperors also had the names of the Khan they offered, named Erri and Mubilig Khan, the noble and wise Khan.

After all, he got the national seal of Mengyuan and served as the Great Khan of Mengwu, so he still has to take one of the Khan's names.

"I see," Jia Hui nodded, "By the way, this time you entered from Datong or Juyong?" ”

"Back to the general, the slaves were imprisoned from Juyong." Ozhlehok hurriedly replied.

"Oh, that's fine." Jia Hui pursed his lips, thought about it and continued to ask: "By the way, what unusual actions did the leaders of those tribes have when they enter the customs this time?" ”

"Unusual behavior?" Orile and Ke narrowed his eyes and thought about it carefully, "I didn't find anything unusual when I entered the customs with the minions, but when I was in the Honglu Temple two days ago, I saw the group of people who entered the customs from Datong, and the people from the Zasaktu Department and a few people from Monan got together, sneakily I don't know what to say."

"Huh?" Jia Hui's gaze suddenly sharpened, "Zasaktu? Stealthy? ”

"Yes, yes, general, the minions can see clearly, that is, the people from the Zasaktu Department and some people from Mo Nan are muttering in the corner and don't know what to say, and they look around from time to time, the minions were very curious at the time, so they planned to lean over and listen to what they were saying, but their eyes were very sharp, and they didn't speak after they found the minions."

Jia Hui silently looked at the orile and ke, who had a big waist and a round face, and a big beard, and was typical of the image of a Mughal man, and smiled with relief.

This physique, in this life, will not have anything to do with actions such as "infiltration" and "eavesdropping", and there is no need to be harsh on others.

Jia Hui smiled and patted Ori Le Hoke's big belly: "Okay, I know, your intelligence is very useful, you have made a meritorious service!" ”

Eril Hoke didn't understand why Jia Hui praised him at all, but it sounded like his own information was of great use, so he smirked happily

"Jinyu, Jinyu! The Emperor called you! Chen Si, who was drunk and drunk, suddenly appeared in front of Jia Hui's table, holding a wine glass in his right hand and shouting at Jia Hui with his left hand supporting the table.

"Cheng, here!"

(End of chapter)