Royal Gold Magistrate

The fleet slowly approached the port of Dabho.

The scale of the giant ship at the head obviously surprised the foreigners near the port.

An unfamiliar fleet, with an unfamiliar flag, seemed to be heading this way aggressively.

The waves created 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, and foreigners were running and shouting.

It wasn't until the boat that Zheng Hui and others were on slowly docked that the foreigners who were watching from afar stabilized.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a group of people with different faces coming off the boat...

A foreigner on the bank murmured, "Foreigner?"

A large number of soldiers began to disembark one after another and gradually poured into the port.

Xiaoshuai took advantage of the chaos, and slipped away privately from the middle of the road.

Since Mr. Zheng has stated that he will act in two lines, light and dark, it is naturally best for him not to be discovered and to take the first step.

It also happened to go home and take a look, and make arrangements early.

Dajing's sailors all held the handles of their knives at their waists, waiting in full force with a murderous look.

They have already experienced countless strange countries, and the customs of these countries are different.

Although most are friendly and peaceful.

But some natives, when they see a stranger coming, attack immediately without asking.

In some countries, armed fights occurred during the communication process.

It is the best choice to prepare in advance and stand still.

Zheng Hui looked at the surrounding environment quietly, and stepped on the black mud as soon as he got off the boat and walked onto the land.

At first glance, it was muddy and dirty everywhere.

It was the same as Xiaoshuai described.

Such an environment obviously made him a little dissatisfied.

However, seeing many foreigners hiding behind the cover with terrified eyes on the opposite side, they couldn't help but relax their expressions.

This time, one is to open up sea routes, and the other is to establish diplomatic relations and publicize the status of Dajing.

It is not advisable to come here to be too assertive and powerful. Besides, Dajing is a country of civilization and a country of etiquette. It would be a bit self-deprecating if you always put on a posture that is not good enough.

The strong always treat others equally to show respect, while the weak show their teeth and claws.

Lai Gou'er and Kalemie are by the side.

Not long after, hundreds of foreign cavalry rushed to the port first.

Behind is a group of infantry.

The foreigner in charge drew out his saber from his waist and held it in front of his chest.

Seeing that Calami was with them, his eyes lit up, and he asked a question.

Calami answered loudly, and the eyes of the people around gradually lit up.

Zheng Hui leaned towards Lai Gou'er, and said in a low voice, "What are they talking about?"

Drifting on the sea for such a long time, Lai Gou'er has already learned the language of foreigners.

He whispered back: "Kalomi is introducing the situation and asked to bring us to meet His Majesty the King."

Zheng Hui nodded, watching the situation quietly.

The leader of the foreign cavalry exchanged a few words, and suddenly called his subordinates, who hurried away on horseback.

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?"

"They're all human. Where is the procedure? If you don't ask the superior for instructions, who can take the responsibility? Wait." Zheng Hui laughed.

Not long after, another foreigner ran back and began to negotiate with Calami.

Unexpectedly, Calami turned her head with a look of embarrassment on her face, and glanced at Zheng Hui.

"Master Zheng, His Majesty does not want you to go there first, please go back to the boat to rest first, and then perform the ceremony of audience."

"I'm the only one who can see him now."

Zheng Hui raised his hand and said, "It's okay, the guest is up to you. Then let him go first, and we will wait here."

...

Not long after, the trembling Calami was brought into the palace.

He came from a humble background and worked at the lowest level of work. When he went out to sea with a ship to trade, he was surrounded by bandits and hooligans.

Although I have waited for Jingguo's elegant hall, it has been a long time after all.

Coupled with the respect for the monarch of the country, it is unavoidable to be a little nervous.

When the guards brought him to a bedroom, Calami froze.

There were quite a few people in this room, including nobles he knew.

It was the Duke of Alves of Fika, and the trading ship he was on was under his name.

The person standing next to him, apparently dressed as the archbishop of the Taifu sect, is holding a scripture in his hand at the moment, as if doing a prayer ceremony.

And the person in the middle of the room was dressed most luxuriously, and Calami could tell at a glance that he was the king.

He was reclining on the bench with a lazy face and one arm resting sickly on the side of the bed.

A not deep and not shallow wound has been drawn on the hanging wrist, and the blood is dripping down the palm into the basin under the chair.

The barber next to him held a razor and was eager to try another cut.

"Your Majesty, the evil spirit has entered the body! Please continue to chant the scriptures, the archbishop will probably be able to get rid of the evil spirit in a short time. Everything depends on His Majesty's will!"

Calami opened her mouth, and couldn't help but want to stop it.

Before doing this, he still thought that this kind of treatment method was natural, but after he went to Dongjiao University in Dajing for advanced studies.

He just feels so stupid!Isn't this killing pigs?

The king, the duke and a few others looked at Calami at the same time.

Calami regained her composure and hurriedly asked for a gift.

The king said weakly: "I heard that you came from a long distance with foreigners? Since you are from Fika, why did you get together with foreigners? Where did they come from?"

Calami hurriedly replied: "Your Majesty, the fleet at the port comes from the east. This fleet represents the mysterious oriental civilization, the most powerful country in the Far East, the Dajing 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 treats me like a guest of honor and intends to establish a friendly relationship with Fika and others, so I sent the ship The team is here."

Duke Alves froze for a moment, then smiled.

"Gregory, this ship has been missing for a long time. It seems that you are just a gangster on the ship, and the Dajing Dynasty treats you like a guest? Heh, what is the most powerful country in the Far East? It's ridiculous. .”

When he said this, everyone in the room couldn't help laughing.

Who knows, there are not many serious sailors in the sea, and this so-called powerful country that suddenly appeared will treat a scumbag in its own country with extra courtesy.

Isn't this just an ignorant old hat?

Calami felt like a lump in her throat, and her face was flushed red.

Suddenly caught a glimpse of the king lying on the chair, his breath seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, and he stopped smiling.

He hastened to dissuade him: "Quickly stop the bleeding for Your Majesty! If you let it go again, your life will be lost."

"Bold!" Several people glared at the same time, but the barber did issue an angry warning first.

"Your Majesty is fighting against demons, how can you be talking nonsense here?"

Calami said anxiously: "I have learned their medical skills in the Far East, so bloodletting like this will definitely kill me!"

The king must not die here, Master Zheng's fleet is still waiting to enter the palace and establish diplomatic relations outside.

If he dies, how long will it be delayed before he can return to Dajing and take up the post of Jin Yiwei?

He didn't want to stay in this small and dilapidated place like Fika!

It's just that his speech angered everyone again. Even the dying king couldn't help raising his eyes slightly, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

However, the barber walked up to Calami angrily: "Shut up!"

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(I watched Wandering, it looks good, and the special effects are awesome, better than Avatar. It’s just that the plot is too dense, and this kind of plot should be split into three parts. I would like to call him the conscience of the Spring Festival file. Seeing that the second half is coming to the end, it is very tired.)