Han Changmu smiled awkwardly and let Chen Xian pull him into Honglu Temple.
Six half-person-high nanmu boxes are neatly placed on the floor of the main hall.
Chen Xian was born with a smiling face and never smiled or talked to anyone. He entered Honglu Temple at the age of 18 or 19 and endured this for a full ten years. He was promoted to Shaoqing last year and encountered such a difficult job. , he was so worried that he could hardly even smile.
He said with a wry smile: "Master Han, let's see what these gifts look like."
Han Changmu opened the lids of the boxes one by one. The six boxes were filled with gold, silver, jade, porcelain and silk ruler heads, all of which were government-made treasures. This gift was not unimportant.
"Chen Shaoqing, this gift is too heavy." Han Changmu picked up a gold wine pot, looked at it for a while, and said calmly.
Isn't it heavy? This small gift would empty out the warehouse of Honglu Temple, and even let the saint cut his flesh.
Chen Xian sighed, of course he had to give gifts accordingly. In the past ten years, he had dealt with a lot of Tubo people. The Tibetan people's preferences had nothing to do with elegance and elegance. They liked extravagance, and the more gorgeous and expensive they were, the better they were. Show your identity and style.
He covered the box, affixed the seal, and said solemnly: "This is all, but it may not be enough to satisfy the appetites of the Tibetan people."
Han Changmu thought that this was exactly the case, and nodded: "Then, let's go."
With heavy gifts, the two rushed to the Sifang Pavilion to apologize to the Tibetan envoys. The two of them sat in the hall of the Sifang Pavilion for more than an hour. No one offered tea or asked anything. It was almost time for lunch. , and then an entourage came out leading a horse and holding a stool.
Chen Xian quickly smiled and said: "Your Majesty ordered me and Major Ambassador Han to convey my apology to Prince Daishan. I wonder if I can meet with the prince to express my condolences?"
The entourage listened to the Chinese language completely, with a stiff face, speaking not very fluent Chinese, and mixed with a few Tubo words: "The prince cannot be seen, cannot be seen."
Han Changmu didn't look like he was smiling, and said lightly: "Why can't I see you?"
Sui had never seen Han Changmu before, so he didn't know that he was the famous murderer in Tubo. He frowned with two thick black eyebrows, and the flesh on his face trembled fiercely, and said in a rough voice: "I'm missing, I'm missing. Let's go." Walk."
Han Changmu said calmly: "Then, is Lord Chahag here?"
The attendant shook his head violently: "Go, go, go quickly."
The smile on Chen Xian's face gradually solidified. Although the most important thing for working in Honglu Temple is to be shameless, he has never received such humiliating treatment. His face turned pale and he said with restraint: "I and Mr. Han has come under the holy order and must meet Prince Daishan today."
The attendant also became angry and said angrily: "I can't see you. I said I can't see you."
"You," Chen Xian felt that the follower was being too aggressive and pointed at him, his eyes red with anger.
Seeing that his posture was not right, Han Changmu hurriedly stepped forward and said softly to his entourage: "It's okay if you don't see me. I have something I want you to bring to Chahag."
The attendant glanced at Han Changmu, and his mustache trembled with anger. This man was too proud and dared to call the Lord by his first name.
Han Changmu didn't care about his entourage's arrogant attitude, and still said calmly: "Tell Chahag that Tuoba Fuyun will come to Beijing soon."
The attendant's expression changed, and just as he was about to speak, Han Changmu turned to Chen Xian and said, "Master Chen, since Prince Daishan is ill, let's meet him another day."
Chen Xian regained his smile and said with a chuckle: "It's OK, it's OK." He said to his entourage: "Please convey the condolences of me and Lord Han to the prince. The prince will recover one day, and I will The official and Mr. Han will come and meet again."
The attendant opened his mouth, anxious, and his Chinese was even less fluent. He just watched the two of them drop several boxes of heavy gifts and left hand in hand.
After leaving the gate of Sifang Pavilion, Chen Xian asked in a low voice: "Master Han, what did you mean by that sentence just now?"
Han Changmu looked up at the sky. The sun hung high above his head, and the faint fragrance of rice hung in the air. He twitched the tip of his nose.
Chen Xian immediately understood and said with a smile: "Let's go, I'm going to treat you today. Let's try the buns from the Shen Family Restaurant."
Han Changmu smiled: "The Shen Family Restaurant has a new dish called agate pork. I heard it's very good."
Chen Xian choked up, "Isn't it good? One hundred cents for a piece of meat is as much as the price of a pound of pig meat." He glanced at Han Changmu a few times. With his physique, he was probably worth ten or eight dollars, so he wouldn't be able to get off.
But he had already said all the big words, and he couldn't take them back. He could only go and bleed for a while.
The business of the Shen family's restaurant is very prosperous. The Shen family's wife is sitting behind the counter, pulling the abacus beads and taking notes. The waiter has a white sweat towel draped over his shoulder and is holding a menu card in his hand to invite the diners to order.
When Han Changmu and Chen Xian arrived, there were no seats left. Fortunately, Chen Xian was a regular customer, so there were empty seats in the restaurant, so the waiter immediately invited them in.
The two sat opposite each other, and the waiter held up a menu card and asked them to order.
Han Changmu was very rude. He placed his knuckled fingers on the menu and spit out a series of dish names.
Chen Xian twitched the corners of his mouth, his body ached. He couldn't keep his salary for a month. If he continued like this, his wife wouldn't let him go. She might have to kneel down when he went back.
Seeing that Han Changmu had no intention of stopping, he covered Han Changmu's hand and said with a smile: "Well, Han Da, Brother Han, you ordered too much and couldn't finish it. It was a waste."
Han Changmu smiled and said, "It's okay. The restaurant provides food boxes. If you don't finish the food, you can take it away."
With a "Puch" sound, Chen Xian took a sip of tea and was speechless.
The food served at the restaurant was very fast. Chen Xian was still choking and coughing here, but the waiter over there had already brought the food to the table neatly.
The mutton in the water basin with pepper, the soup is clear and the meat is tender; the fish breasts are cut as thin as paper, and can be blown up by a gust of wind, and the mouth is fresh and smooth; the red and shiny agate pork is soft and fragrant, and it is delicious in the mouth. The food is truly plump but not greasy, and there are also several exquisite braised side dishes.
What Han Changmu ordered were all the specialty dishes of the Shen Family Restaurant, as well as a few new dishes that had just been served. They had unique flavors and were quite in the style of royal meals in the palace.
As soon as Chen Xian saw the food on the table, he immediately put all the troubles of kneeling at the abacus behind and started eating a big meal first.
He picked up the last piece of agate pork and swallowed it in one gulp. He clicked his tongue with endless aftertaste. It was truly a masterpiece to be able to make the most unattractive pork so delicious.
He wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief and lowered his voice: "Brother Han, what did you mean by what you just said?"
Han Changmu looked around and saw that the diners were all engrossed in eating. No one noticed them, so he whispered: "The Tuyuhun mission is coming this time from Prince Tuoba Fuyun. The crown prince's concubine is the eldest prince of Tubo." The younger sister of the same mother, he and the eldest prince have always been on good terms, and they treat each other like brothers, sharing each other's needs."
Chen Xian understood in an instant that Prince Daishan had lost face in Dajing, and Tuoba Fuyun would not hide it for him. He would definitely try his best to spread the news back to Tubo with added fuel and jealousy. He had lost face in Dajing and had to marry. Things have turned upside down again. If the eldest prince stirs up trouble in front of the King of Tubo, he will definitely lose the trust and favor of the King of Tubo. Therefore, he will definitely try his best to save everything and gain the support of the Jing Dynasty.
He let out a long oh, with a clear ending, and said with a smile: "This means that this matter will have a result soon."
Han Changmu smiled and nodded: "Yes, Prince Daishan will make a choice soon."
Hearing these words, the fog of gloomy days suddenly cleared. Chen Xian's appetite was whetted. He waved his hand with a smile and shouted boldly: "Waiter, add two more dishes."
The waiter immediately came over with a smile and a menu card. After a while, he went to the kitchen to add dishes with a smile.
The food was served quickly, and Chen Xian felt relieved and was eating happily. At this moment, a respectful voice suddenly came from behind him: "Hey, Mr. Chen."
Chen Xian turned his head, was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Hey, Mr. Wang, what a coincidence."
The visitor was smiling and had a very kind-hearted appearance. He glanced at Han Changmu and said thoughtfully, "Mr. Chen, who is this?"
Chen Xian quickly introduced with a smile: "This is the Major Envoy of the Internal Security Department, Major Envoy Han, Mr. Han, Mr. Han, this is the Doctor of the Department of Rites and Temples, and the King of Wang Langzhong."
When Wang Zhen heard that Han Changmu was the Major Envoy of the Internal Security Department, he immediately put on a more sincere smile and bowed almost humbly: "I have met Major Envoy Han."
Han Changmu returned the courtesy politely: "The prince is very polite."
Wang Zhen looked at the various dishes on the dining table and said with a smile: "It's better to meet by chance than to meet each other. Your lunch will be charged to the official's account. I treat you to the official."
It was originally Chen Xian who was treating us. He had ordered so many dishes and his body ached. When he saw someone taking the bill from the Tian family, he narrowed his eyes with a smile and thanked her repeatedly: "It seems that this lady of the Shen family is very good." The lady of the Wang family will soon change her surname, and good things are coming for you two."
Wang Zhen blushed for a rare moment and said with a smile: "Master Chen said that on the wedding day, Master Han and Master Chen will be invited to watch the ceremony and have wine."
When Han Changmu heard this, he frowned slightly. Seeing Wang Zhen walking behind the counter with ease, he curiously asked Chen Xian in a low voice: "Ms. Shen, are you the shopkeeper of this wine shop?"
Chen Xian stuffed a mouthful of mutton and nodded: "Yes, she is that young lady in her twenties. I heard she became a widow just one year after getting married. It is pitiful to be a widow for many years."
Han Changmu's frown deepened. Although the doctor of the Ministry of Rites was only a fifth-rank official, he was still a capital official. Judging from the appearance of Mr. Wang, he was only about forty. If he wanted to get a wife, he would naturally be a noble girl. She doesn't know how to marry, but it's not difficult to marry a lady from an ordinary family. How can she marry a young lady who has been widowed for many years and is also a well-established wine shop owner? This is unreasonable.
He hesitated for a moment and asked: "Who is this lady from the Shen family? How could she be willing to marry a fifth-grade husband?"
