A caravan slowly arrived at the gate of Chang'an City. Among them, a man with a curly brown beard looked up at the city wall and exclaimed loudly.
"Oh, my God! There is such a magnificent city in the world? What a gift from God!"
Pedestrians passing by looked sideways, but few could understand his words.
"Come into town, Marco."
Another older Hu man said, "This is the imperial capital of the great Celestial Kingdom Daqian. It is naturally prosperous and prosperous, just like a paradise on earth."
"I want to visit this monarch in heaven so that I can better understand this mysterious ancient Eastern country."
"Believe me, Marco, you will definitely be shocked by the great wisdom of this god, and you will definitely fall at his feet."
"Dear uncle, when I set foot on this mysterious Eastern continent and the mysterious ancient Eastern country, I couldn't help but crawl at his feet."
"Well, my dear nephew, I hope you can still remember your aunt who is far away in Constantinople, and don't be unwilling to go back after you come to heaven."
"Dear uncle, look, that man must be a noble, maybe a prince!"
A group of people came out of the city. It was a handsome young man traveling with his entourage.
"Hurry, we have arrived at the Weihe Pier."
The young man headed by him couldn't wait to get on his horse as soon as he left the gate of the inner city.
As soon as the horse started running, suddenly, a bearded barbarian bumped into him on the side of the road.
"Hush!"
The young man's equestrian skills were extremely superb. With a pull of the reins, the horse raised its front hooves and stopped running.
He has practiced riding skills since he was a child and was taught by famous teachers. He can easily complete such difficult movements.
In the eyes of the bearded man, he just felt that this prince was worthy of being a prince in the kingdom of heaven, and his riding skills were even better than those of the Holy Knights of the Church.
The young man's entourage hurriedly stepped forward and shouted: "How bold, how dare you charge..."
The young man raised his hand to stop the follower's scolding.
The bearded man danced around and chattered.
Xiao Yan also learned Western languages, but it was too difficult to learn. Even though he was smart since he was a child and could learn everything quickly, there was really no way to learn this Western language.
Fortunately, an interpreter came up and said: "Your Majesty, please be magnanimous and forgive this man's crime of trespassing. This is a businessman from a country far to the west and does not understand the customs."
At this moment, the bearded man hurriedly talked a lot.
The interpreter then added: "He said his name was 'Marco Polo' and that he came from far away Venice. In his hometown, people travel by boat. He admires the culture of the great eastern country very much."
Xiao Yan had something urgent, otherwise, he would have dragged the bearded man to the wine shop and listened to him talk about the place called Venice.
"Tell him that I hope he has a pleasant journey in Chang'an. If there is a chance, I will find him and ask him to tell you about Venice where he is."
The translator quickly bowed and saluted, and then pulled Marco Polo away.
Wait until Xiao Yan urges the horse to leave.
The translator quickly told Marco Polo Xiao Yan’s identity.
"Oh, my God."
"Lord, please forgive me. I actually bumped into the great prince of the Kingdom of Heaven. God bless me."
"Dear uncle, did you see that?!"
"The eldest prince of the Kingdom of Heaven is so amiable, so approachable to the people, so... Oh, I have no beautiful words to describe the noble and respectful eldest prince."
"Dear uncle, did you know?"
"Can you understand how I feel right now?"
Marco Polo was really excited.
He had imagined that the king of the heavenly kingdom must be a king with incomparable majesty and holiness.
But when he met Xiao Yan, the crown prince of Daqian, he was not angry at his recklessness. He even smiled and congratulated himself on a happy trip, and even invited him to drink and listen to him talk about Venice.
He was so moved and excited.
He could not help but want to tell all about Venice.
He even hoped that the great prince of the Celestial Kingdom could go to Venice and become the king of Venice.
He believed that if Venice had such a king, Venice would be more prosperous and wealthy.
take a look.
Look at this heavenly country.
What a smooth road from the southeast to the imperial capital!
He had never seen such a magical road.
When we first met.
Marco Polo crawled on the concrete road and couldn't help but praise.
What a great country!
For the sake of people's travel, such roads can be built.
What a great country!
…
After finally arriving at the Weishui Pier, Xiao Yan arrived in front of the huge dragon boat, quickly got off his horse and hurried over.
Looking over, he saw that the man walking in front was tall and majestic, it was King Yan Xiao Zheng.
He rushed over and stood in front of Xiao Zheng with a smile.
Xiao Zheng stepped forward, hammered Xiao Yan's chest, and praised: "Not bad, as strong as your father."
Xiao Yan took a breath, then smiled and said: "Uncle Wang, you have worked hard all the way."
Xiao Zheng hammered again. Said: "It's not bad. Some places in the west are a desert, similar to the northwest. Some places are actually not bad. But this time when I came back, I encountered a storm and capsized several ships."
Xiao Zheng obviously couldn't defeat Xiao Yi, so he took it out on his son.
Xiao Yan is also used to it.
If Uncle Wang hadn't hit him a few times, he might still be restless.
Listening to Xiao Zheng's words, it seems easy, but in fact, I'm afraid it's not easy. The risks at sea are much greater than on land.
Over the years, many merchant ships have encountered storms and died directly in the sea.
Wealth and wealth are found in danger.
That's the truth.
Xiao Yan said sincerely: "Uncle Wang, let's go, my father is waiting at Daming Palace."
Xiao Zheng nodded.
…
"Dear Prince, please let me express my respect to you with the highest etiquette." Marco Polo saluted.
The translator next to him quickly translated his words.
Xiao Yan smiled and said: "Okay."
"How was your stay in Chang'an?"
Marco Polo hurriedly danced and said: "It's so amazing! Everything is so incredible, the great skills, the wonderful operas, the gorgeous cloth, the rich life, oh! It's simply heaven... Please forgive my rashness, I I can’t help but be amazed by this great country.”
Xiao Yan had been in contact with Western businessmen before, and he almost got sick of hearing such compliments.
However, every time I listen to it, I still like it.
This is probably the sense of national pride that my father mentioned.
Marco Polo talked for a long time and finally said: "God, I'm afraid I won't be able to understand all these miracles in my lifetime."
