The fleet slowly approached Dabho Port.
The size of the giant ship obviously shocked the foreigners near the port.
A strange fleet of ships, flying strange flags, seemed to be heading this way menacingly.
The waves caused by the giant ship caused several small boats docked in the port to float up and down.
The port was in chaos for a while, with foreigners running and shouting.
It wasn't until the boat Zheng Hui and others were on slowly docked that the foreigners watching from a distance stabilized.
Immediately afterwards, I saw a group of people with very different looks coming off the boat...
A foreigner on the shore murmured: "Foreigner?"
A large number of soldiers began to disembark and gradually poured into the port.
Xiaoshuai took advantage of the chaos and slipped away privately.
Since Mr. Zheng had told him to divide his actions into two lines, light and dark, it was naturally best for him not to be discovered and to take the first step.
I just happened to go home to take a look and make arrangements early.
Da Jing's sailors all pressed the hilts of their knives at their waists, waiting in full formation with murderous intent.
They have already experienced countless strange countries with different customs.
Although most are friendly and peaceful.
But some natives, when they see strangers coming, attack them immediately without asking.
In some countries, fights broke out during the communication process.
Be prepared in advance now and stand still is the best option.
Zheng Hui quietly examined the surrounding environment. As soon as he got off the boat and walked to the land, he stepped on a foot of black mud.
At a glance, everything is muddy and dirty.
Just like what Xiaoshuai described.
This environment obviously made him somewhat dissatisfied.
However, seeing many foreigners hiding behind bunkers with frightened eyes on the other side, I couldn't help but relax.
This time, one is to open up the sea route, and the other is to establish diplomatic relations and promote the status of Dajing.
It is not advisable to be too showy and assertive here. Besides, Dajing is a civilized country and a country of etiquette. It would be a bit self-degrading to always act like you can't hold it in your mouth.
The strong always show respect by treating others as equals, while the weak show their teeth and claws.
Lai Gouer and Kalemi were by his side.
Not long after, hundreds of foreign cavalry arrived at the port first.
Behind him are a group of infantry.
The leading foreigner took out the sword from his waist and protected it on his chest.
Seeing Kalemi with them, his eyes lit up and he asked a question.
Kalemi answered loudly, and the eyes of the people around him gradually brightened.
Zheng Hui turned to Lai Gouer and whispered, "What did they say?"
After drifting on the sea for such a long time, Lai Gouer has already learned the language of foreigners.
He whispered back: "Kalemi is introducing the situation and asking to take us to see His Majesty the King."
Zheng Hui nodded and watched the changes.
The leader of the foreign cavalry exchanged a few words and suddenly called his subordinates, who quickly ran away on their horses.
Just as Lai Gouer was about to translate, Zheng Hui raised his hand and said with a smile: "He must have gone to the Yamen to report the news!"
"Brother Zheng, how do you know?"
"We are all human beings. Wherever this process is not followed, who can take responsibility on their own without asking the superior for instructions? Wait a minute." Zheng Hui laughed.
Not long after, another foreigner came back and started negotiating with Kalemi.
Unexpectedly, Kalemi turned around with a troubled expression and glanced at Zheng Hui.
"Master Zheng, Your Majesty does not want you to go there first. Please go back to the ship to rest first, and then pay your respects."
"I am the only one who can see him now."
Zheng Hui raised his hand and said, "It's okay. Guests can do as they please. Then let him go first and we'll wait here."
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Not long after, the frightened Kalemi was brought into the palace.
He came from a humble background and worked at the lowest level. When he went to sea for trade on a ship, he was surrounded by bandits and gangsters.
Although I have been to the elegant halls of Jingguo, it has been a long time after all.
In addition, I also have respect for my country's monarch, so I can't help but feel a little nervous.
When the guards took him to a dormitory, Kalemi was stunned.
There were many people in this room, including nobles he knew.
It turned out to be Duke Alves of Feca, and the trading ship he was traveling on was in his name.
The person standing next to him looked like he was the archbishop of the Taifu Sect. He was holding a sutra in his hands and seemed to be performing a prayer ceremony.
The person in the middle of the room was dressed in the most luxurious clothes. Kalemi could tell at a glance that he was the king.
He was lying on the bench, with a lazy look on his face, and one arm resting sickly on the side of the bed.
A moderately deep wound had been cut on the hanging wrist, and blood was dripping down the palm into the basin under the chair.
The barber-physician beside him held a razor and was eager to make another cut.
"Your Majesty, the evil spirit has entered the body! Please continue to chant the scriptures, and it will not take long for the evil spirit to be exorcised. It all depends on your Majesty's will!"
Kalemi opened her mouth and couldn't help but want to stop her.
Before, he thought this treatment method was natural, but after going to Dongjiao University in Dajing for further study.
He just felt extremely stupid! Isn't this just killing a pig?
The king, the duke and others looked at Kalemi at the same time.
Kalemi regained her composure and quickly asked for greetings.
The king said feebly: "I heard that you came with a foreigner from a long distance? Since you are from Fika, why did you get together with the foreigners? Where did they come from?"
Kalemi quickly replied: "Your Majesty, the fleet at the port comes from the east. This fleet represents the mysterious Eastern civilization, the most powerful country in the Far East, the Great King Dynasty!"
"As for me, I was originally a crew member on the Gregory. I lost my way due to a storm at sea, so I ended up in Dajing. Dajing treated me like a distinguished guest and wanted to establish friendly relations with Fika and other countries, so I sent a ship The team is here.”
Duke Alves was stunned for a moment and then smiled.
"Gregory, this ship has been missing for a long time. It seems that you are just a gangster on the ship. The Great Jing Dynasty actually treats you as a guest? Hehe, the most powerful country in the Far East is really ridiculous. .”
When he said this, everyone in the room couldn't help laughing.
Who knows, there are not many sailors on the sea with decent backgrounds, and this so-called powerful country that suddenly appeared is even more polite to a lowly person of their own country.
Isn’t this just an ignorant old hater?
Kalami felt like it was stuck in his throat, and his face turned red from holding back.
Suddenly he caught a glimpse of the king lying on the chair. His breath seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, and he stopped smiling.
He hurriedly tried to dissuade him: "Quickly stop your majesty's bleeding! If you put it down any longer, your life will be at risk."
"Bold!" Several people glared at him at the same time, but the barber did issue an angry warning first.
"Your Majesty is fighting evil spirits, how can you allow you to talk nonsense here?"
Kalemi said anxiously: "I learned their medical skills in the Far East, and bleeding like this will definitely lead to death!"
We must not let the king die here. Master Zheng's fleet is still waiting to enter the palace to establish diplomatic relations.
If he dies, how long will he have to wait before he can return to Dajing and take up the post of Jin Yiwei?
He didn't want to stay in this small and shabby place like Feka for a whole day!
But his speech once again angered everyone. Even the dying king couldn't help but raise his eyes slightly, with a cold look in his eyes.
But the barber had already walked up to Kalemi angrily: "Shut up!"
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