Asab is located in the north of Daewoo, which is a long distance away. He can communicate with me about two or three times a year, and more than twenty letters, which is almost all the letters in seven or eight years.
I have read these letters carefully, and the contents are basically the same. They start with greetings to the emperor from Daewoo, and in the middle they talk about Assab's customs, and then talk about Assab's economic core, and put forward suggestions for economic exchanges. The last paragraph informs the Dayu Dynasty that their envoys from Assab have arrived at the northern border of Dayu Dynasty and can come to Beijing to see the Great Dayu Pilgrimage at any time.
The last paragraph of each letter has the same content, which is the Assab envoy's request for an audience.
"Sui'an people, do you know what the old man has become?" Mr. Zhang looked regretful, "I actually thought Assab was showing off that they had made friends with the small country in the north of Daewoo... I'm still wondering why Qi I have been emphasizing the same thing in my letters for eight years, but it turns out that I misunderstood the meaning... In other words, Assab's envoy has been waiting for the court's summons in Daewoo's northern border every year, but he has never been able to wait... …”
Cheng Wanwan: "..."
These two meanings are so different that they can be translated incorrectly, which is simply outrageous.
She said, "The letter said that they will not leave the Yue clan on the border of northern Xinjiang until the end of May. At this time, it is not too late to send a letter to them as soon as possible."
"As the Minister of Honglu Temple, I made such a big mistake, that is, Assab's national power is not as strong as the Dayu Dynasty, otherwise the war would have started because of being ignored." Mr. Zhang sighed, "After I apologize to the emperor, The emperor will definitely summon the people of Sui'an to discuss the matter of Assab in detail, which will probably happen in these three or four days. The people of Sui'an should postpone their return for a while."
Cheng Wanwan said repeatedly: "I only have a superficial understanding of Assab's language, but I don't dare to show off in front of the emperor..."
"If the people of Sui'an only know a little bit about it, then who are we in Honglu Temple?" Mr. Zhang said seriously, "Assab has a large number of rare treasures. If it can form a stable trade relationship with the Dayu Dynasty, it will also be A blessing to the people. But because of me, this trade line was delayed by seven or eight years... Sui'an talents should sit in the position of Minister of Honglu Temple..."
"No, no, no, Master Zhang can't say that." Cheng Wanwan said, "I only understand some language, I don't understand any other aspects of Asab, how can I dare to compare with Master Zhang... Since Master Zhang said so Well, I will stay in the capital for a few more days. When the emperor summons me, I will tell you everything I know and will tell you everything I want to say."
Mr. Zhang was about to say thank you when a man walked in at the door of the courtyard.
Shen Zheng came in carrying large and small bags, and Ah Fu behind him was carrying two large boxes. Looking at the exposed veins on the back of Ah Fu's hands, he knew that the things in these boxes must be heavy.
"Godmother, I bought a lot of things." Shen Zheng said in a showy manner, "This is for my grandmother and father, this is for Grandpa Zhao, this is for Grandma Zhao, this is for the teacher... …Let’s set out tomorrow morning and walk faster on the road. We’ll be home in sixteen or seventeen days…”
Cheng Wanwan hurriedly interrupted him: "I still have some things to do in the capital, and I need to stay for a few more days..."
Only then did Shen Zheng notice Master Zhang standing in the yard. He vaguely understood something and said, "Could it be Master Zhang who asked the godmother to stay for a few more days?"
He had heard people talk about what happened at the Wanth Birthday Festival at the end of last year. He knew that his godmother had embroidered foreign languages on her birthday gift. Many scholars said that her godmother deliberately copied some embroidery in foreign languages in order not to be laughed at by others. Going up, many scholars laughed at the godmother because of this matter, and he often had conflicts with others... Now it seems that the godmother really knows some foreign languages, otherwise the third-grade Honglu Temple Qing would never take the initiative to see a sixth-grade Peaceful people.
"The people of Sui'an are proficient in farming, and they even know some foreign languages. It's really amazing." Mr. Zhang said with a smile, "In order to promote economic and trade exchanges between Dayu Dynasty and Assab, the emperor will definitely summon the people of Sui'an and wait for an interview. After the Holy Empress, it won’t be too late for the people of Sui’an to go back.”
Shen Zheng understood in his heart.
Being able to be summoned by the emperor means that the godmother's foreign language skills have almost reached the level of Honglu Temple. If the godmother promotes trade between the two countries, then the emperor will definitely promote the godmother again...
He used to think that his father and his godmother were a good match, but now he felt more and more that his father's pace was too slow and he couldn't keep up with his godmother's pace.
The godmother cares about the people and the country. I don’t know where she will go in the future...
Shen Zheng asked Ah Fu to put the things he bought into the house, and said, "It's okay to stay a few more days. Brother Cheng will go to court in a few days, and I can help with the Reading Pavilion."
Lord Zhang smiled and asked: "If this reading pavilion really opens, Lord Cheng will definitely get praise from the emperor. This matter must be handled more carefully."
"Brother Cheng is not trying to impress the emperor, but he really wants to do something for those poor students." Shen Zheng sighed, "Unfortunately, there are not many people willing to donate books. The five or six hundred books last time were because With Mr. Zhang taking the lead, after that wave of turmoil passes, then... But this matter is not urgent, Brother Cheng and I will slowly figure out a solution."
"The person you are looking for is wrong." Mr. Zhang shook his head. "Young scholars have not completely separated from the world of books. How can they be willing to donate books? You can try it with the older court officials. They will They are worried about national affairs, and the study is used for discussing affairs, not reading books. The thousands of books actually don't mean much to them, so they might be willing to donate them."
Shen Zheng smiled bitterly, Brother Cheng was a seventh-rank official, and he was a civil servant, so how could he have contact with these court officials.
If he really can't raise funds, then he can lobby businessmen and ask them to donate money, and then use the money to buy books. This method is not impossible...
Cheng Wanwan touched her chin. She still had to stay in the capital for a few more days, so she would help him think of something.
The entire holiday was over the day after Cheng Zhao and Situ Man returned home. On May 12th, this batch of new officials went to court for the first time.
Cheng Zhao, dressed in court uniform and wearing a black gauze hat on his head, lined up to enter from the palace gate.
"Master Cheng is really like a tree in the wind!"
An experienced voice came from the side. Cheng Zhao looked and saw the He family's carriage.
Master He, the head of the He family, held the boy's hand and got out of the carriage, walking towards Cheng Zhao with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
It was too late for the He family to take action, otherwise, Cheng Zhao would have been on the He family's boat.
However, Situ was only admitted to Jinshi in his thirties. After struggling in the officialdom for so many years, he was still a fifth-rank minister. He had little potential for promotion in the future, so he did not have a big family to win over him. Now Cheng Zhao has entered the imperial examination at a young age. The Hanlin Academy can win over one or two.
If Cheng Zhao is willing to board the He family's boat, then he can be generous and not care about the fact that He Yan, the sixth-rank official of their He family, died in the mouth of a wolf in the Sui'an family last year.
"I've met Mr. He."
Cheng Zhao bowed his hands in humility.
Lord He held Cheng Zhao's arm, let him stand up, and said in a friendly manner: "Speaking of which, I have some connections with Lord Cheng. A junior from our He family went to Dahe Village the year before last and was responsible for taking care of Dahe Village. Meishan and Dahe Village are Master Cheng’s hometowns, right?”
Upon hearing this, Cheng Zhao suddenly became vigilant.
Last year, the man named He who went to Dahe Village was named He Yan. He was bitten by a wild wolf for doing evil in the village. He later died on the way to the capital. It turned out that this man was actually a branch of the He family in the capital... At first, he only read the books of sages and did not inquire about these things, but now when he thinks about these things together, he feels a crisis.
The first time I met Mr. He, Mr. He mentioned that person who was completely dead. It was not just a casual mention.
What is Lord He's purpose?
Cheng Zhao said calmly: "Xiaguan is from Chengjia Village, Ping'an County. Dahe Village is not Xiaguan's hometown."
"Although it is not your hometown, it is still related to you. Your aunt Sui'an is from Dahe Village, isn't she?" Mr. He smiled, "Even cotton was promoted from Dahe Village. In this capital, who knows how big In Hecun, who doesn’t know the Sui’an people?”
Cheng Zhao's heart tightened.
He has never been a fool. In just a few words, he had guessed Master He's meaning - Master He was blaming the death of He Yan on his second aunt.
Just as he was thinking of finding out Master He's true purpose, hearty laughter came from afar.
Mr. Zhang, who had a white beard, walked over quickly, put his hand on Cheng Zhao's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Sir Cheng, I have an arithmetic problem that I can't solve. I want to ask you for advice..."
So, he hugged Cheng Zhao and walked aside.
