Royal Gold Magistrate

As it was getting late, Jin Guogong sent someone to inform the envoys to attend the banquet in the palace.

Fang Zhengyi recovered a lot after taking a nap.

There are quite a lot of people coming to the Kingdom of Jin this time, so naturally they can't all go, and only some important people are selected.

He was accompanied by his deputy, Honglu Temple Shaoqing Ma Cheng, as well as several officials and interpreters dispatched by the Ministry of Household Affairs.

A group of people followed the lead and entered the Jin Kingdom Palace.

This imperial palace occupies a huge area, and it is dark at this moment, but there is no beautiful scenery to be seen.

It wasn't until in front of the main hall that the lights in the main hall were brightly illuminated to the outside world, and it was only by the light of the fire that he could glimpse the surrounding environment.

Outside the main hall, Paba had already been waiting here, and when he saw Fang Zheng and the others arriving, he immediately stepped forward to greet him.

Paba smiled and said, "Brother Fang, how is your rest? Are you satisfied with the gift I prepared for you?"

As soon as Fangzheng stretched out his thumb, he chuckled: "The parents who gave birth to me, the master who knows me!"

Paba nodded, then glanced behind him and said, "It's good if you like it. Brother Fang, if you want to change, just let me know. But... why didn't Zhang Biao come?"

"Why are you looking for him? He's just a mess, I can't afford to cause any trouble." Fangzheng was vigilant.

Paba said in a low voice: "Brother Fang doesn't know something. His Majesty may be more interested in Zhang Biao than in you. I have reported to His Majesty the arrival of the mission, and His Majesty even said that he wanted to see it with his own eyes. What does a warrior who can defeat Chi Lie look like?"

"I think... I'm afraid there will be a battle between the two."

"Hehe, let's talk about it." Fangzheng smiled, and then he was about to walk into the hall.

Paba hurriedly stopped him and said, "Brother Fang, I have another question. The journey back with Lord Fang and the second prince went smoothly, right?"

Ali Bai?

Fangzheng understood it instantly, and couldn't help laughing twice.

This kid got angry after eating expired donkey medicine, and turned the anger on Paba?

Paba looked serious: "Brother Fang, why are you laughing?"

Fangzheng suppressed his smile and pointed to his head: "To be honest, master... Does the second prince have some kind of brain disease? He was a little too energetic along the way, as if he wanted to fight everyone, but It seemed quite normal when I met him when he first arrived in the capital."

"When I came back, something went wrong. I didn't idle all the way. I practiced boxing and kung fu every day. Even Zhang Biao dared to provoke him."

Paba asked nervously, "How did he provoke you?"

"He said that the tiger is coming down the mountain and the dragon is screaming. Don't be too arrogant, little brother. Thanks to me stopping it, the two of them didn't fight."

Yes, yes, that's what he said.

"Oh my god... this is a practice that has gone mad..." Paba murmured.

It seems that this matter has nothing to do with Fang Zhengyi, it may be that the second prince learned evil kung fu from some third-rate guy in the capital.

Originally, I wanted to send an honest person to go out and get things done and then go home, but I didn't want to go out for a trip, and my brain went bad.

But there is nothing wrong with being the second prince, no one cares anyway.

"Master, is he alright?"

"Oh, it's okay, thank you Brother Fang for taking care of the second prince all the way, please come in." Paba put aside distracting thoughts in his mind, and stretched out his hand to invite.

Fangzheng cupped his hands and replied: "Everything is as it should be, Master, you are polite."

As soon as he entered the main hall, the left and right guests were already ready.

Ali Bai was at the banquet, and smiled when he saw Fang Zhengyi showing two rows of white teeth.

As soon as Fangzheng took the lead, the people behind him followed suit, scanning the sides from the corner of their eyes.

Wutu sat on the throne, looking down with great interest.

Walking to the position, Fangzheng saluted and said, "Fangzheng, the foreign minister, has seen His Majesty."

Wutu slightly raised his hand, and a deep voice sounded: "Your envoy has come from a long way, so please take your seat."

Hearing that Wutu didn't use translation, Fangzheng was a little surprised, raised his head and looked at him carefully.

Wutu had a wide nose and wide mouth, a bearded face, and his figure was a circle bigger than Emperor Jing.

After taking off those clothes, he doesn't look like an emperor, but a black butcher who kills pigs.

But since he can be the emperor, he is obviously a person who is rough and fine

Afterwards, everyone sat down one by one.

Wu Tu said: "Today's dinner is only to welcome the arrival of the foreign envoys, we don't talk about political affairs, just want to have a drink and talk, let's start!"

Qiqi agreed, and then gradually chatted with each other.

From time to time, someone looked at Fang Zhengyi, and then continued to discuss.

The progress was too fast, and Fang Zhengyi didn't realize it. The people of the Kingdom of Jin must have been a little refreshed. I didn't say hello to my guest. At least ask Emperor Jing how he is.It's good that I can talk to him first, and there are still people staring at him, as if no one takes the mission seriously...

Fangzheng stretched out his hand and poked Ma Cheng beside him, and said in a low voice, "Hey, do you think those people look at us a little strangely, as if they are not very friendly?"

Ma Cheng laughed in a low voice: "My lord, you are too nervous. This situation is quite normal. Utunai Wufu is not polite, so don't expect so many people below. After all, it is a land of barbarians. There are many adults." Think about it."

"Um...."

The two were chatting in a low voice, when Wu Tu suddenly raised his wine glass and said to him, "Your envoy's name, I've heard about it before. When we met today, it really is a hero born a boy."

Fangzheng raised his wine glass and said: "Your Majesty's praise, it's just a misrepresentation from the outside world, the foreign minister is just a mediocre person in the court. However, the foreign minister has heard that His Majesty has made great achievements in battle, but he never thought of seeing him today. Dajing's language is also very well known, and his versatility in both civil and military affairs really impresses the foreign ministers."

Wutu laughed loudly when he heard the words: "The national teacher told me earlier that you are very eloquent, and it is true. Come here, give me wine!"

After Fangzheng had finished drinking, Wutu said again: "I heard that Zhang Biao, Chi Lie, who was defeated back then, is also here? I wonder which hero it is?"

Wutu's eyes kept scanning around Fang Zheng.

Fangzheng got up together and said: "Your Majesty, Zhang Biao is a rough man, he can't get on the scene, so he is waiting outside the palace now."

"What did your envoy say? Call me in so I can see it. I have been curious about what the character who can defeat Chi Lie looks like all these years."

"Come here, by the way, call Chi Lie to me."

The two palace guards responded and left quickly.

Fang Zhengyi could only helplessly continue to sit down and drink.

With Wu Tu trying so hard to match up, it seems that a fight between the two is inevitable, but since Zhang Biao is sure, let's fight!

Not long after, Chi Lie entered the hall first.

He was still as tall and mighty as ever, but because of the loss of one ear and the gloomy expression on his expression, he was even more frightening.

When Zhang Biao arrived, Chi Lie's expression suddenly changed, a little more ferocious and a little more excited.

Zhou Tie and Zhang Biao were waiting outside together for Fang Zhengyi to come out, but this time they brought them here together.

The spectators in the hall were also very excited, and some people started to shout loudly.

There were constant shouts in the hall, and Wutu didn't stop him, and even looked a little excited: "You are Zhang Biao? You really are a warrior!"

"Heishan Chilie, under my tent, participated in dozens of battles with me, large and small, and made great achievements in battle. I don't know what achievements you have in battle?"

Zhang Biao scratched his face, a little confused.

Military exploits... following the young master seems to have no record except for smashing, looting and cheating, except for...

"I have defeated Chi Lie."

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(Brothers in the previous chapter, I got home late... Tomorrow I will complete it for everyone! Be on time!)