The Ryukyu envoy expressed his loyalty so excitedly, but the civil and military officials in the court were full of disdain. Several officials from the Ministry of Rites even frowned and whispered.
Until Nie Chaoyi, the official of the Ministry of Rites, snorted coldly and asked: "Otan Junjiro, is the country you are talking about Ryukyu or Japan?"
Um?
Confucius said: If you know something, just know it. If you don't understand it, just ask.
Jia Cong listened to the devilish name and asked Xu Jin in a low voice: "Teacher, why does the name of this Ryukyu envoy sound like a Japanese?"
"No, he is actually a Japanese!"
Xu Jinchong chuckled to Junjiro Otan and whispered: "In the first year of Yuanyou, the Japanese Satsuma clan took advantage of the turmoil in our dynasty and the corruption of the navy to invade the Ryukyu King's City, captured the Ryukyu King Shonin alive, and forced him to make a contract. Up to this point, the Ryukyu government has been governed by The Satsuma clan controls it, and Junjiro Otan is a member of the Satsuma clan."
"Does the court not care?"
"The navy is rotten and beyond the reach of the whip."
During the Zhaowu year, martial arts were so prosperous that many officials in the late Zhaowu dynasty had complained about the excessive expenditure of the navy. In less than ten years, only three naval divisions, Dengzhou, Songjiang, and Fujian, were left in the Great Xia Navy that once traversed the sea. It's still useful.
As for the Nanhai navy, that belongs to the Huo family...
Looking back at the Japanese country, although there are many vassal towns, it has to be said that the small country with few people really tried their best to survive. There are many people who go to the sea to survive.
Compared with the three naval forces of Daxia, which could only maintain stability in the maritime areas of several provinces, the number of Japanese pirates was simply too great.
Moreover, in the past few years, the Four Kings have been unstable and there is a hint of rebellion. The imperial navy is already stretched thin to prepare for the changes in the South China Sea. How can it still take care of Ryukyu affairs?
It was seen that Junjiro Otan was not intimidated by the momentum of Daxia's monarchs. Instead, he looked like a loyal minister and asked Nie Chaoyi: "I am a tribute envoy to Ryukyu, so I represent Ryukyu. Of course, I am also from Japan. If the superior country needs it, we can also contact the Japanese country and send troops to help the superior country pacify the rebels."
"absurd!"
"Shameless!"
"Do you really think I don't know your sinister intentions?"
All the ministers in front of the palace were indignant. During the Goryeo Revolution in the Zhaowu Year, the Japanese pirates had already intended to embezzle. If Xu Jin had not immediately killed the former Yizhou Lord who had colluded with them, the Japanese's plan to invade the west would have been successful.
Xu Jin's eyes flashed coldly: "My good disciple, you saw it. The Japanese will not miss any opportunity to enter the Central Plains from the west!"
"Can I hit him?"
Sure enough, they were Japanese people who had a good life in their childhood. It seemed that they had lived a good life for too long and had forgotten about the military front of their overlord country.
Jia Cong was eager to try, and took out the slingshot attached to his belt. After Xu Jin said, just don't kill him, he activated the slingshot technique, and the stone bullet hit the back of Junjiro Otan's head...
Snapped!
Thump...thud!
Otan Junjiro, who was talking eloquently, felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, and then he fainted when his vision went dark, and he lay heavily on the bluestone. Several envoys from the nearby feudal kingdom heard the sound of cartilage breaking, and couldn't help but Take a deep breath.
hiss!
All the monarchs and ministers focused their attention on the little fat man who had put away his slingshot and was whistling with his hands raised and his face raised. Their foreheads all darkened.
"Your Majesty, the Ryukyu envoy must have been tired and fell asleep!"
Tired? There was a large pool of blood on the back of this man's head. Was he asleep?
Fang Jingyan, the censor of the palace, sniffed out Junjiro Otan's breath, his face full of regret, and after bowing to report, he muttered in a low voice: "Why didn't this guy be beaten to death?"
Liu Heng flicked his long sleeves: "When you've had enough trouble, go into the palace. Wait until tomorrow. If you have any grievances between you, go to the Beijing Campus and fight. Don't pollute my Forbidden City!"
After saying that, the emperor snorted coldly and walked into Fengtian Hall first. However, the eunuch Xia Shouzhong could faintly see that the corners of the emperor's mouth were slightly raised, and he was obviously in a good mood.
The ministers filed in, but some elders looked bad. They helped each other into the hall and "accidentally" stepped on Junjiro Otan who was lying on the ground.
"In this palace
The chambermaid is getting more and more outrageous. The ground in front of Fengtian Palace is so uneven and he doesn’t know how to fix it. I’ll help them step on it and see if I can flatten it a little bit..."
Well……
Sir, if you step on it again, our Daxia will be the first to kill envoys, which is against the tradition of a land of etiquette!
The banquet at Fengtian Palace was naturally filled with singing and dancing. After the arrival of the Supreme Emperor Liu Jisheng, the palace banquet officially began.
Although there were curses and fights before the banquet, after entering the main hall, both the civil and military officials of Daxia and the envoys of various vassals all followed the emperor's oral instructions, played music and danced, and raised their glasses to wish the two saints long live. Then they drank wine and praised the beauty of Daxia with poems. .z.br>
When it comes to poetry, Xu Jin, the cheap teacher of the little fat boy, is definitely the most handsome boy in the hall. With a pot of wine, he is really the invincible opponent in Fengtian Hall.
The chamberlain who was in charge of copying could hardly keep up with Mr. Qingteng's speaking speed. After one song, seven Shangyuan poems came out.
"Teacher, you are amazing!"
"What's so great about it? It's just writing poems, not just having hands?"
belch……
Jia Cong felt like his heart had been stabbed hard, and he wanted to cry without tears.
"Teacher, if you say that, my disciple is under great pressure!"
Looking at the seven newly released Shangyuan poems in his hand, Jia Cong was filled with envy. This person is really possessed by the Poet Immortal, Su Zi feeds him, and can dominate the crowd with a bottle of wine. It would be great if he could give half of it to his good disciple.
But Xu Jin, who had received the reward from the saint, threw a pair of newly acquired jade paperweights to Jia Cong, and said nonchalantly: "Poetry, Xiaodaoer. I accept you as my apprentice, not to teach you how to write sour poems. But I want to teach you how to manage the world and benefit the people. These are the only ways that my saintly disciples should learn!"
"Poems are still useful. I've heard that teachers don't have to spend money to enter a brothel!"
Snapped!
The little fat man scratched his head and received a slap on the head.
"After the seal is opened, you will go to the Metropolitan Procuratorate with my master. There happens to be a suitable case, and it is related to your family. You will follow my master and study hard to see what our court needs most now!"
Xu Jin's eyes were full of meaning, and Jia Cong asked confusedly: "What case?"
"Lend usurious debts!"
boom!
Jia Cong's eyes shrank, and he immediately became a little angry.
Could it be the second sister-in-law?
But I heard Xu Jin whisper: "Someone put loan money in the name of your family in Gyeonggi Prefecture County, and was reported to Longjing Guard. I have already reported it to Your Majesty, and I plan to take you to see it. This is interesting. Very cool!"
Jia Cong turned his attention to His Majesty Dan and saw that the Supreme Emperor was chatting and laughing with the two old princes nearby.
The emperor was bored and scanned the courtiers in the palace with slightly narrowed eyes. Seeing the little fat man looking at him, he raised the wine glass in his hand.
Jia Cong hurriedly raised the cup filled with fruit wine and saluted from afar. After he was stunned, he saw Liu Heng waving to him.
"Go ahead, Your Majesty should have something to say to you..."
Although the singing and dancing in the palace was lively and the wine was flowing, many people still noticed Jia Cong's behavior.
When Jia Cong ascended Danbi, many people showed envious eyes. When you have children, you should be like Jia Sanlang, other people’s children are good!
"Your Majesty, Jia Cong, pays homage to the saints and wishes the two saints long life and eternal prosperity to Daxia!"
"Um?"
Liu Jigang and his two brothers had drank a lot and were a little confused now. He reached out and grabbed Jia Cong's chubby face, winked and said, "Little fat man, the teacher I found for you, Xu Qingteng, is not bad. Bar?"
ah?
Jia Cong hurriedly bowed down and said, "Thank you for the saint's love. I can't even dream of having Da Xia Wenkui as my teacher. Fortunately, the saint loves you so much that your dream can come true."
"I'm old and your father is useless. Your second brother is not a good scholar. Only you can still be cultivated. Let's learn from Xu Qingteng. When I see Dai Shan in the future, it will be considered as if I have no food.
Word……"
"Father..."
Liu Heng looked at the Supreme Emperor who drank a glass of wine with mixed feelings in his heart.
Jia Daishan was the martial arts master of several princes. Almost all of them, including his eldest brother and himself, followed the Xian Rongguo to exercise, ride horses and shoot arrows.
"Oh, Father, you have taken good care of Rongguo Mansion, and I will continue to take care of you. Mr. Daishan will be very pleased to see that his descendants will be successful."
When he mentioned his old brothers, Liu Ji glanced around the palace. Except for his two brothers, the old ministers were almost withered. He was left alone, and the feeling of loneliness suddenly surged into his heart.
"It's only been a few years, they're all gone, they're all gone!"
"Daishan is gone, that idiot Niu Mang is gone, and old man Liu is gone too..."
"You promised me back then that when I turn seventy, we would go to the Qinhuai River to have a drink together!"
"Father..."
Liu Ji ignored his son's consolation. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and stared blankly at the dancers dancing in the hall, drinking up the wine in the jade pot one cup at a time.
It wasn't until he leaned back on the chair and started having a deep sleep that Liu Heng waved Dai Quan over and arranged for the palace servants to carry the throne directly to the apse.
"Your Majesty, the saint dreamed of the Vast Sea Alliance last night!"
Dai Quan's report before leaving suddenly made Liu Heng realize that he was remembering old things about his old friend.
"Jia Cong, your father has a loyal minister and good general like your grandfather. He has won all the countries to unite in the Hanhai, and respects his father as the Khan of Heaven. You must grow up quickly, conquer Mobei again for me, and let the Tatars and Oaras The Khan dances a peaceful music for me. How about that?"
Is there any other answer to this?
Jia Cong immediately knelt in front of the emperor, clapped his chest and expressed his position: "Not only in Mobei, but also in Liaodong, South China Sea, and the Western Regions... whatever your majesty wants, I will defeat him in the future, so that I, the Great Xia, will intimidate Yunei and all nations will come to court!"
What emperor wouldn't love such a minister?
Liu Heng rubbed Jia Cong's head, and the annoyance in his heart disappeared.
"Okay! Okay! Okay! Get up, my champion..."
Xia Shouzhong, who was next to him, felt excited in his heart and secretly sighed: Fortunately, our family has sharp eyes and has long seen the difference between Jia Xiaosan and the emperor. Tsk tsk tsk, these are already champions, the Jia family is probably going to open another house!
"Okay, I called you here just to tell you that Xu Qingteng is the teacher chosen by my father and me. Follow him and study hard. In a few years, I will have something important to do for you..."
Liu Heng pulled Jia Cong up with satisfaction, stuffed a plate of Yuan's unique snacks into his arms, and said as if coaxing a child: "This snack is good, take it down and eat slowly..."
Jia Cong immediately stuffed a piece into his mouth. After one bite, the two cats' eyes lit up: "Your Majesty, this is so delicious... Is there anything else? I want to take more back to share with my family!"
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