It was getting late, and someone was sent from the Jin Palace to notify the envoys to go to the palace to attend the banquet.
Fang Zhengyi took a nap and recovered a lot.
There are a lot of people coming to the Kingdom of Jin this time, so naturally not all of them can go, only some important people are selected.
He was accompanied by his deputy, Honglu Temple Shaoqing Ma Cheng, as well as several officials and translators sent by the Ministry of Household Affairs.
The group of people followed the lead and entered the Jin Kingdom Palace.
The palace occupies a huge area, and it's dark now so I can't see much of the beautiful scenery.
It wasn't until we arrived in front of the main hall that the lights in the hall were brightly lit up to the outside world that we could get a glimpse of the surrounding environment through the light of the fire.
Outside the main hall, Paba had been waiting here for a long time. When he saw Fang Zheng and others arriving, he immediately stepped forward to greet them.
Paba smiled and said: "Brother Fang, how are you resting? Are you satisfied with the gift I prepared for you?"
Fang Zheng stretched out his thumb and smiled: "My parents are the ones who gave birth to me, and my master is the one who knows me!"
Paba nodded, then glanced behind him and said, "As long as you like it. If Brother Fang wants to change someone, just let me know. But...why isn't Zhang Biao here?"
"Why are you looking for him? He's just a bastard. I can't bear if he causes any trouble." Fang Zheng was wary.
Praba whispered: "Brother Fang doesn't know. His Majesty may be more interested in Zhang Biao than you. I have reported the arrival of the mission to your Majesty before, and after hearing this, your Majesty said he wanted to see it with his own eyes. What does a warrior who can defeat Chi Lie look like?"
"I think...the two of them will probably have a fight."
"Haha, let's talk about it later." Fang Zheng smiled and walked towards the palace.
Paba quickly grabbed him and said, "Wait a minute, Brother Fang, I have another question. Was it a smooth journey for Mr. Fang and the second prince back?"
Alibai?
Fang Zheng understood it instantly and couldn't help but laugh twice.
This kid got angry after taking expired donkey medicine, and took it out on Praba's head?
Paba looked serious: "Brother Fang, why are you laughing?"
Fang Zheng suppressed his laughter and pointed to his head: "I'll tell you the truth, Master... Does the second prince have some kind of brain disease? He was a little too energetic along the way, and he seemed to want to fight with everyone he saw, but When I met him when he first arrived in the capital, he seemed quite normal."
"Something happened to him when he came back. He was not idle all the way. He practiced boxing and kung fu every day. He even dared to challenge Zhang Biao."
Paba asked nervously: "Why did he provoke me?"
"He said that the tiger came down the mountain and the blue dragon roared. Don't be too arrogant, little brother. Fortunately, I stopped the two of them from fighting."
Yes, yes, that's what he said.
"Oh my god.. This is a practice that goes too far..." Paba muttered.
It seems that this matter has nothing to do with Fang Zhengyi. It may be that the second prince learned some evil kung fu from some third-rate guy in the capital.
I originally wanted to send an honest person out to finish the matter and then go home, but I didn't want to go out and my brain was damaged.
But it's okay to be the second prince, no one cares anyway.
"Master, is he okay?"
"Oh, it's okay. Thank you Brother Fang for taking care of the second prince all the way. Please come in." Paba put aside the distracting thoughts in his heart and extended his hand to invite.
Fang Zheng cupped his hands and replied, "Everything is as it should be. Master, you're welcome."
As soon as we entered the hall, all the guests were already there.
Alibai was at the table and smiled when he saw Fang Zheng showing two rows of white teeth.
As soon as Fang Zheng took the lead, several people behind him followed suit, scanning both sides with their peripheral vision.
Wutu sat on the throne, looking down with interest.
When they reached their position, Fang Zheng and his party saluted and said, "Foreign Minister Fang Zheng has met your Majesty."
Wutu raised his hand gently, and a deep voice sounded: "Your envoy has come from afar, no need to be polite, please take a seat."
Hearing that Wutu didn't use an interpreter, Fang Zhengyi was a little surprised. He raised his head and looked at him carefully.
I saw that Wutu had a wide nose and mouth, and a full beard. His overall figure was even larger than that of Emperor Jing.
After taking off those clothes, he didn't look like an emperor, but more like a black butcher butchering pigs.
But since he can be the emperor, he is obviously a rough and fine person.
Afterwards, everyone took their seats one by one.
Wutu said: "Today's dinner is just to welcome the arrival of foreign envoys. We won't talk about political affairs. We just want to drink and have fun. Let's get started!"
They all agreed, and then gradually started chatting with each other nearby.
From time to time, someone looked at Fang Zhengyi and continued to discuss.
The progress was so fast that Fang Zhengyi didn't react for a while. The people from the Jin Kingdom were a little relieved. I didn't say hello to my guest when he came. I at least asked Emperor Jing how he was doing. Fortunately, he started the conversation first, and there were still people staring at him in a sly manner. It seemed that no one took the mission seriously...
Fang Zheng reached out and poked Ma Cheng beside him, and whispered: "Hey, do you think those people look at us a little strangely, as if they are not very friendly?"
Ma Cheng laughed softly and said: "Sir, you are too nervous. This situation is normal. Utunai is a martial artist and does not respect etiquette. Don't expect so many people below. After all, it is a barbarian land and there are many adults. Consider it."
"Um...."
The two of them were chatting in a low voice when Wutu suddenly raised the wine glass in his hand and said to him: "I have heard about your name for a long time. When I saw him today, he was indeed a hero from a young age."
Fang Zheng raised his glass and said, "Your majesty is falsely complimenting me. That's just a misinformation from the outside world. The foreign minister is just a mediocre person in the court. However, the foreign minister has heard that your majesty has made great achievements in battle, but he never thought that when we meet today, your majesty will treat me like a mediocre person." Dajing also knows a lot about languages, and his versatility in both civil and military affairs is really admired by foreign ministers."
Wutu laughed loudly when he heard this: "The Imperial Master has told me that you are very eloquent, and it is true. Come here, give me some wine!"
After Fang Zheng finished drinking, Wu Tu said again: "I heard that Zhang Biao, the hero who defeated Chi Lie at the beginning, is also here? I wonder which hero he is?"
Wutu's eyes kept darting around again and again.
Fang Zheng stood up and said, "Your Majesty, Zhang Biao is a rough man who cannot stand up to the public, so he is waiting outside the palace now."
"What did your envoy say? Call him in and let me see him. I have been curious over the years about what the person who can defeat Chi Lie looks like."
"Here, please call me Chi Lie as well."
The two palace guards responded and left quickly.
Fang Zhengyi could only continue to sit down and drink helplessly.
With Wu Tu trying so hard to bring them together, it seems that a fight between the two is inevitable, but since Zhang Biao is sure, let's fight!
Not long after, Chi Lie arrived at the palace first.
He was still as tall and mighty as ever, but because he was missing one ear and his expression was a bit gloomier, it looked even more terrifying.
When Zhang Biao arrived, Chi Lie's expression suddenly changed, becoming a little more ferocious and a little more excited.
Zhou Tie and Zhang Biao were originally waiting outside for Fang Zheng to come out, but this time they brought them together.
The spectators in the main hall were also excited, and some people started shouting loudly.
There were constant shouts in the hall, but Wutu did not stop him and even looked slightly excited: "Are you Zhang Biao? You are indeed a warrior!"
"Heishan Chilie under my tent has participated in more than ten battles with me, large and small, and has made great achievements. I wonder what your military achievements are?"
Zhang Biao scratched his face, a little confused.
Any military exploits... I followed the young master and seemed to have no achievements other than smashing, smashing, and robbing, other than...
"I defeated Chilie."
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