How could Zhou Shaoqing be a confused official when he was able to go from being a Jinshi with a tertiary level to being a Shaoqing of Honglu Temple without much background?
In his opinion, the postmaster's words were just sophistry, and he simply didn't take him as the young minister of Honglu Temple into consideration.
This made him angrier.
"Shut up, me." Zhou Shaoqing scolded,
"Do you think I am stupid? Or do you think that the people from the Tiger Character Flag came to the post house just to humiliate you and then leave!" Of course, the director of the post house could not admit that it was his fault, so he explained again: "Next The official doesn't know, maybe it's what Zhou Shaoqing said." As soon as the words came out, Zhou Shaoqing's nose almost became angry.
"Are you going to use this excuse to deal with me?" Zhou Shaoqing stared at the director of the post house in front of him with a gloomy face.
The owner of the post house lowered his head slightly and did not dare to look at Zhou Shaoqing. He just said: "What I said is all true. If Zhou Shaoqing doesn't believe it, you can ask other people in the post house." The two post house servants next to him said After hearing this, he secretly took two steps back.
Zhou Shaoqing looked at the director of the post house in front of him with a sneer. How could he ask the people in the post house to ask these questions? He directly ordered him: "I don't care what excuse you have or how the person left. I order you to How do you invite people back? If they don't come back, you won't be in charge anymore." After saying that, he turned around and left.
He didn't want to say anything more about the owner of the post house, but he remembered what happened this time and didn't plan to let this person go easily.
The gate of the post house was nearby, and Zhou Shaoqing walked out of the post house in a few steps.
"I respectfully send you off to Zhou Shaoqing." The postmaster said, straightening up and watching Zhou Shaoqing leave.
Zhou Shaoqing's back quickly disappeared from the gate of the post house. The two station attendants on the side breathed a sigh of relief.
The young minister of Honglu Temple was a great master to them, and the pressure in front of him was so great that they didn't even dare to breathe hard.
The manager of the post house turned around and saw that the two busboys were still there. He couldn't help but cursed: "What are you two doing standing here? Go and work in the backyard." If the two busboys hadn't found him, , and he would not have received a scolding from that Zhou Shaoqing.
"Master, no, why don't you go and invite the person back?" One of the handymen asked stammering. Hearing this, the owner of the posthouse twitched his brows and said, "Who do you want to invite?"
"The envoy team just left not long ago. Let's go look for it now. Maybe we can find it back before dinner." The handyman said.
The owner of the post house darkened his face and scolded: "What are you looking for? Returning the envoy team is just a group of shady thieves. They think that they will become envoys when they come to Nandu. If they become thieves, they will remain thieves for the rest of their lives."
"Then you're not looking for it?" the handyman asked hesitantly. The manager of the post house scolded: "Is it because you don't understand what I said, or because I didn't explain it clearly? Go back to your work. There are only envoys from the Qing Dynasty in the post house, and there are no bullshit envoys with tiger characters and flags." ." Nanjing was full of people who criticized the tiger-character flag, and he still felt that he was doing something that contributed to the Ming Dynasty.
If there were only some scoldings, he might not have driven away the envoys of the Tiger Character Flag as soon as they met. But there was a big shot behind him who asked him to do this, so he didn't care even if he offended a young minister from Honglu Temple. As long as that big shot was there, he would inevitably become famous in the future.
After hearing the words of the postmaster, the servant knew what to do, and naturally he would not go to the street to invite the envoy team back.
The county magistrate is not as good as taking charge now, so Zhou Shaoqing's words are naturally not as effective as those of the postmaster.
The two handymen ran back to the backyard, and the owner of the post house hummed an unknown tune and walked towards his signing room in the post house.
On the other side, Hong Chengchou led a team of hundreds of people walking on the street. He was extremely conspicuous, especially the armor on his body and in his hands, which attracted a lot of people's attention.
If the defenders in the city had not known that they were the envoy team that had just arrived today, they would have sent out a large army to cause trouble for this envoy team.
Yingtianfu Yamen sent officers from the Yamen to follow the envoy team, worried that Hong Chengchou and the others would do something bad.
An ordinary inn can't accommodate so many people as Hong Chengchou and others. Hong Chengchou simply found Yaxing and rented a yard, and the accompanying guards could also be used as guards in the yard.
However, the yard that can accommodate hundreds of people is naturally not small, and the rent costs a lot.
"It's so damn frustrating!" Yang Jiachen cursed as he sat down on the chair in the room.
"Can't you stand this?" Hong Chengchou looked at Yang Jiachen with a smile. Yang Jiachen said: "We are envoys to the Ming Dynasty, but the officials of the Ming Dynasty did not even provide us with a place to live. Instead, we have to rent a house by ourselves and be responsible for our own food and drink. Hong Futai, you have done this in the Ming Dynasty." Officer, could it be that the Ming Dynasty has always been like this?"
"Of course not." Hong Chengchou shook his head slightly and said immediately,
"Fan Wencheng sent by the slave chief lives in the post house in the city." After hearing this, Yang Jiachen became even more angry and cursed: "Those dog officials in the Ming Dynasty actually went to lick the anus of the dog Tatars. We still want to have fucking peace talks with these dog officials of the Ming Dynasty, it makes me angry just thinking about it."
"Have I already told you that some people don't want us to negotiate peace with the Qing Dynasty. If they do this, they are targeting us. It is best for us to force us to leave Nanjing." Hong Chengchou explained.
Yang Jiachen said angrily: "If it weren't for the mission, I really wouldn't want to have peace talks with those dog officials of the Ming Dynasty. I really don't think anyone is begging them for peace talks."
"Be patient for the time being, there are people in Ming Dynasty who do not want peace talks, and naturally there are also people who hope for peace talks. I believe it won't be long before those who hope for peace talks will solve our current problems." Hong Chengchou said with relief.
Yang Jiachen grabbed a teapot on the table, held the spout to his mouth and took a big sip to calm down the anger in his heart.
Seeing this scene, Hong Chengchou smiled in his heart. The other party is still young and relatively angry. As the official envoy to the Ming Dynasty this time, even if he was dissatisfied with the actions of these Ming officials, he did not show it.
This time I came to Nanjing with a mission. Don't ignore the overall situation just because you are angry. Therefore, even if he was targeted overtly or covertly by officials of the Ming Dynasty, he could endure it. As long as the matter was completed, it would be equivalent to making a contribution to the Tiger Flag. This was what he valued.
As soon as Hong Chengchou and the others entered the city, in addition to the attention of the people, many senior officials in Nanjing also paid attention to their team of envoys.
Many people sent their own servants to keep an eye on them secretly. Naturally, what happened to Hong Chengchou and others in the post house was soon reported back to the ears of these officials.
