"We're finally here." Looking at the magnificent Jingjue City in front of him, Ying Zheng let out a breath and sighed with emotion.
For more than a month, after setting off from Xianyang, I was almost on the road non-stop, and half of the time I was leading the horse to run.
Yu Tu and King Xiqiang had already sent their letters of credence, so Jing Jue must have already known about King Qin's arrival.
The team set up camp outside Jingjue City, and King Xiqiang took Qiang Yu and others to the city gate to hand over invitations to pay their respects.
The moment he saw Jingjue City, King Qiemo finally relaxed. He was also afraid along the way.
He was afraid that the King of Qin would fall out at any time, that he would die, and that the elders of the clan would fall into the Qin army's scheme, which would lead to greater losses.
Finally reaching Jingjue, King Qin would have to think about it again if he wanted to take action.
Taking advantage of this interval, Ying Zheng took a shower and changed clothes in his tent, and put on his royal robe.
Not long after King Xiqiang and Qiang Yu handed over their credentials, they saw a lieutenant leading a group of people out of the city gate, who seemed to have been waiting in the tower.
The king of Xiqiang knew this lieutenant. His name was Zhehuai. He was the captain of Jingjue City and a confidant of Queen Jingjue.
"King Xiqiang, long time no see." Zhehuai said with exquisite words.
The King of Xiqiang also knows Jingjueyu, but he is not as proficient in Loulan language. However, normal communication is still no problem.
"Haha, Captain Zhehuai, long time no see." King Xiqiang said with a smile.
"My master has already given instructions. If King Xiqiang and King Qin arrive, they can enter the palace at any time." Zhehuai put his left hand on his chest, which seemed to be the perfect etiquette.
"Well, well, the King of Qin is currently repairing in the camp. I would like to ask the captain to inform me that I and the King of Qin will enter the palace immediately." King Xiqiang said.
"There is no need to inform you. Her Majesty the Queen knew your whereabouts long after you entered the Jingjue Kingdom. Now, General Mo will accompany the King of Xiqiang back to the camp to welcome the King of Qin." Zhehuai's tone was very polite.
"Okay, Captain, please." King Xiqiang also looked very polite.
Immediately, Zhehuai led his own bodyguards and accompanied King Xiqiang and his son to Ying Zheng's tent.
Ying Zheng was chatting with his brothers from the Meng family. When he saw King Xiqiang returning with his elite men, he stood up to greet them.
"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, "Zhehuai, the best, has met the King of Qin."
This time, the translator for Ying Zheng was the King of Western Qiang, because Qiang Xu's exquisite words were really not that good.
Ying Zheng looked at Zhehuai and saw that the face of Captain Jingjue in front of him was a little dark red, his skin was quite tight, his eye sockets were deep, his nose was sharp, and his chin had sharp edges. He was indeed the same as Hua Xia, or even Rong Di. People are different.
"Captain, you're being polite." Ying Zheng returned the courtesy.
"My Majesty has a decree for a long time. If King Qin wants to enter the palace to talk to the Queen, he can leave at any time." Zhehuai said while still maintaining a respectful posture.
"Okay, Lieutenant, please wait for a moment while I prepare." Ying Zheng nodded and said.
"Then let's help Brother Wang prepare his horse first." Qiang Yu said, then dragged King Xiqiang and accompanied Zhehuai out.
Ying Zheng first tidied his clothes, then opened a brocade box on the table and confirmed the contents.
What is placed in the brocade box is one of the nine small stone tripods.
Except for the two stone tripods given to Qiang Fu and Thorin, Ying Zheng brought the remaining seven. But according to Ji Fa's wishes, he only needs to come up with one to prove his identity.
After the inspection, Ying Zheng installed the brocade box and then carried the brocade box out the door.
Meng Tian and Meng Yi are waiting at the door.
Seeing Ying Zheng leaving the tent, Meng Tian stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, the gifts are all ready."
"Okay, take the gift and accompany me to the palace." Ying Zheng waved his hand and led the Meng brothers onto the horse.
Zhehuai takes Sergeant Jingjue away
In the front, King Xi Qiang and Ying Zheng walked in the middle, Qiang Yu, Suolin, Meng Tian, Meng Yi and others walked at the end and entered the gate of Jingjue City.
Sure enough, as Yu Tu said, this exquisite city is indeed quite prosperous.
The straight road is very spacious, with stalls selling various furs, equipment, bows and arrows on both sides.
The people setting up the stalls also wore all kinds of weird costumes and spoke weird languages.
When many stall owners saw strange foreigners entering the city gate, not only did they not show any doubts, but they waved their hands, as if to indicate to Ying Zheng and others to go over and take a look at their goods.
Ying Zheng couldn't restrain his curiosity, whispered a few words to the King of Xiqiang, and then got off his horse.
Everyone behind knew that King Qin wanted to take a walk, so they all dismounted.
Thorin had followed Yu Tu here several times, so naturally he wasn't that interested, so he took over the reins from Ying Zheng.
Zhehuai in front turned around and saw King Qin slowing down, so he also dismounted and waited in front.
Ying Zheng looked curiously here and there, and every time he passed a stall, he picked up the goods on display and looked at them.
But just as he walked to a stall with some strange gadgets, Ying Zheng's eyes were immediately attracted by a strange-shaped stone-like object.
Slightly surprised, Ying Zheng reached out and picked up the object. Probably because it was too old, the object had been mixed with some hard rocks. Most of its "real body" had been covered, and its *** The part that came out was somewhat similar to the black iron snail!
Ying Zheng's brows and corners of his mouth trembled at the same time. He looked at the stall owner and asked urgently: "What is this?"
The stall owner obviously didn't understand what he was talking about. He shook his head first, and then muttered without knowing what he was talking about.
The King of Xiqiang who was standing aside was also troubled and said to Ying Zheng: "Looking at his attire, this man should be from Khotan, but I am not very proficient in the Khotanese language."
Qiang Xu said from the side: "Since he can do business in Jingjue, he should be able to speak Jingjue."
Immediately, the Xiqiang King tentatively asked the vendor in Jingjue language: "What is this of yours?"
The vendor smiled and said in the same refined language: "This is an ancient object with a weird 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 a sand millstone when he was young."
The edge of the sand millstone...
Ying Zheng looked at the thing in his hand carefully, and then covered the part covered with rocks with his hand.
Looking at the rest of it, it looks more like Black Iron Snail.
"Ask him how to sell this thing." Ying Zheng looked at the King of Xiqiang and said.
King Xiqiang nodded and spoke a few words to the vendor, seeming to be haggling over the price.
"He said he was a sheep." King Xiqiang leaned towards Ying Zheng and whispered.
Ying Zheng thought for a moment and said with a smile: "I will keep my fat sheep for the soldiers to enjoy."
Immediately, Ying Zheng ordered Meng Yi to bring over a piece of brocade.
"Ask him if he can exchange this for it." Ying Zheng placed the brocade on the vendor's stall and pointed at the brocade.
The king of Xiqiang asked the merchant in Jingjue language.
The vendor's eyes fell on the brocade on the stall and couldn't move away for an instant.
In order for him to see carefully, Ying Zheng even spread the brocade specially.
The next moment, the surroundings suddenly fell silent, and all the vendors at the stalls unconsciously turned their eyes in this direction.
In their cognition, they don't know if there is such a vocabulary as silk and brocade, but from their eyes, it can be clearly felt that they have never seen such a gorgeous and beautiful "cloth".
After enough time, the vendor regained his composure, then nodded repeatedly and said: "Change, change!"
"It belongs to you." Ying Zheng patted the satin with his hand, and then put the similar
Xuan Tie Luo's things were handed over to Meng Yi.
Walk forward step by step.
The people behind him all followed.
The vendor was still looking at Ying Zheng's back in a daze, but the vendors around him rushed over, surrounded his stall, and looked carefully at the beautiful and smooth brocade.
Ying Zheng looked back, with a smile on his lips.
It is true that he is interested in something similar to the black iron snail, but what Ying Zheng cares more about is making waves in this market and letting his brocade attract more attention from the countries in the Western Regions.
Especially in Jingjue City, where people from all ethnic groups gather, this move will definitely stir up waves.
If you want to do business in the entire Western Region, you can't do it without laying some foreshadowings.
Following Zhehuai's continued march towards the palace, Ying Zheng stopped visiting other stalls and only glanced around from time to time.
The entire Jingjue City, except for the royal palace and private residences, seemed to be occupied by the market. The road in the middle was not very wide, so the people were not moving very fast.
Finally, we arrived at the gate of the palace and finally came to a wider open space.
Zhehuai said hello and then directly led everyone into the main hall of Jingjue Palace.
The shape of this hall is also a little weird. There is a row of square pillars supporting it under the corridor. The top of the hall is semicircular. Under the reflection of the sun, it looks like a bright moon hanging on the roof. There are three tower-shaped buildings around it. , I don’t know if it is for observation or just for beauty.
Queen Jingjue must be in this hall. Thinking of the upcoming meeting, Ying Zheng felt not only expectant, but also a little...nervous?
Maybe so, probably Ying Zheng has never seen the Queen until he is so old.
After calming down his mind, Ying Zheng stepped into the threshold of the hall, but when he raised his eyes and looked forward, he immediately became nervous again.
But this time it was not because of Queen Jingjue, but because the palace hall that appeared in front of Ying Zheng had a feeling of déjà vu.
The ground and roof are made up of three-foot-square square tiles. These square tiles are smooth but not smooth. There is a faint glimmer in the crystal. They look extremely smooth, and even every connection is smooth. No gaps can be seen.
This design is very familiar to Ying Zheng. It is very similar to the structure of the secret chambers in the fourth floor of King Wu's Mausoleum.
While Ying Zheng was in a trance, he heard a woman's voice clearly coming from the depths of the hall. It was crisp and graceful, yet still charming: "Is this strange man the King of Qin?"
Ying Zheng was agitated, and there was a numbness from his scalp to his bone marrow. He looked up and saw a young woman about his own age, dressed in gorgeous clothes, staring at him.
Those eyes were as gentle as water waves and as hot as the scorching sun.
Where their eyes met, there was a flash of lightning, directly hitting the softest place in the depths of Ying Zheng's soul.
Seeing King Qin standing there, King Xiqiang hurriedly smiled and said, "Haha, this is the Lord of Qin. This time, I and I have come together to pay a visit to Queen Jingjue."
The words of the King of Xiqiang rang in his ears, and Ying Zheng woke up from his trance. He quickly raised his hands and said, "When I saw how magnificent this hall was, I felt a little dazed for a moment. I was so disrespectful. The Queen forgives me."
"Haha." Queen Jingjue smiled, then stood up and walked towards the center of the hall, "I thought you were so surprised that you saw me as a woman and lost your mind."
After standing up, Queen Jingjue was tall, almost the same height as Ying Zheng.
And those exotic costumes that seemed to be worn only by the queen strongly highlighted her extremely graceful figure, and her light footsteps brought her endless charm.
The exquisite face that appeared in front of Ying Zheng became more and more clear, but there were no words to describe how beautiful it was.
"Prince Qin, why are you so stunned again?" Queen Jingjue, who had walked to the center of the hall, looked at Ying Zheng with a faint smile on her lips.
