At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

Xie Zhiyi shook his head and said he just didn't know.

"Why don't you ask the head of the family?"

When Xu Lu found Xie Yuheng.

She is accompanying Yang Chengwu and Si Yuandao to discuss the marriage of Yang Fu's family.

Xu Lu quietly touched her side and asked the question in a low voice.

Xie Yuheng was slightly embarrassed and coughed lightly.

This caused Meng Wanning next to her to cast a concerned look.

He looked at Xu Lu's serious eyes and asked for answers.

But now there are so many people and my mother is by my side...

Xie Yuheng could only put the problem elsewhere again.

"Brother Xu can go find Brother Zhuqing, or go to the Ministry of Rites."

"Find an interpreter who understands Korean dialect and ask carefully."

After hearing this, Xu Lu narrowed his eyes slightly.

Combined with Yu Heng's expression and the fact that he was kicked by the Koreans.

This thing is definitely not a good gesture!

But he said that it was in the post house specially used for foreign envoys to rest.

The little prince of Goryeo held a copy of the Beijing News and read it with gusto.

Look, naturally you can’t understand it.

However, there was an official translator who understood Daliang dialect nearby, and he listened and watched at the same time!

The young prince of Goryeo said with emotion: "When I was on the border, I felt that Youzhou Monthly News was extraordinary."

“I didn’t expect that in Kyoto of the Liang Kingdom, they would be sold one at a time!”

The junior official next to me smiled flatteringly and complimented:

"After returning to China, Your Highness can also get the Beijing News to ensure that the Emperor is very happy!"

The little prince of Goryeo raised his hand to pick up the fresh Yunnan spinach dates in the carved rhombus-shaped plate.

While eating, he lowered his eyes and thought deeply.

"It is extremely difficult to carve this thing in one day."

"If you think about the engravings produced by the Liang Kingdom, they could be used as firewood."

The little prince of Goryeo curled his lips, raised his hand to the plate again, and grabbed several Yunnan spinach dates.

Liang Guo occupies a large territory and is uniquely blessed by nature.

If only Goryeo had such a vast territory.

It might be thousands of times stronger than the Liang Kingdom!

The junior official approached the young prince of Goryeo, and when he was close, he knelt down.

His voice was like a thief, whispering softly.

"We don't necessarily have to sell it every day. We can also follow the example of Youzhou and sell it on a monthly or ten-day basis."

The little prince of Goryeo was startled, then quickly reacted and praised:

"Yes, Pu Luo, you are still smart!"

"Much better than your clan brother who doesn't know how to turn around!"

Pu Luo smiled shyly and looked at the Shangjing Beijing News beside the case.

"And we can directly translate Liang Guo's Beijing News."

"Having it ready-made can save a lot of effort."

The little prince of Goryeo looked hesitant.

"Isn't this not good?"

Pu Luo said again: "Your Highness is unaware of something in the palace."

"This scholar and poet has similarities in everything he writes."

"What the Beijing News said is just common sense in life."

Seeing the little prince's face loosen.

Pu Luo smelled the fragrance of Yunnan jujube and swallowed.

He continued: "Besides, Liang Guo's Mid-Autumn Festival can still be stolen from our Goryeo."

"At that time, we were in the Silla period, and our country was strong!"

"On August 15th, we defeated the Fuyu people in the north. Of course, Fuyu was not called Fuyu at that time."

"We, the ancestors of Goryeo, visited the Liang Kingdom and celebrated their victory every August 15th."

"Who would have thought that over time, it would become a festival in the Liang Kingdom? What a big joke!"

The little prince of Korea slapped the table angrily.

The force was so strong that the last green date on the plate was shaken three times.

"Damn Liang Guoren, what a thief!"

The sound was so loud that even Pu Xi downstairs heard it.

Pu Xi raised his eyelids slightly and said calmly: "Your Highness, you really can't control that mouth anywhere."

The Goryeo princeling officials in the room echoed.

"That's not true!"

"The emperor doesn't know what he thinks, so he asked him to discuss it with Daliang."

"If you don't offend Daliang to death and send troops to attack Goryeo, you will be considered Amitabha!"

The crowd shook their heads.

Pu Xi also sighed heavily. "An hour ago, someone came to report."

"His Royal Highness's people have already taken action against Daliang officials in the capital's Yamen."

One person asked aloud: "Here, what is the official position of the other party?"

"If the official position is low, it would be fine. If the official position is high..."

There is no need to say more about the rest.

If you have a high official position and meet Emperor Liang tomorrow, just expect to be scolded!

"The official position is not high. I am only a seventh-rank judge in Dali Temple."

After listening to Pu Xi's words, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Why is it half a breath? Please listen to what Pu Xi says next.

"That judge is related by marriage to the Marquis of Jiangling and has been a good friend for many years."

Everyone's eyes went dark.

Two big words flashed before my eyes - It's over!

They had often heard of the name of Jianglinghou, the favored minister of the Emperor of Liang, along the way.

He was ranked number one at the age of nine. I heard he still won six prizes in a row and got six first places!

Knowing the sacred treasure of sweet potatoes can help the people of Daliang fill their stomachs.

It sounds like his health is not good.

There are also many people in Daliang who spontaneously set up longevity tablets for him.

It's a pity that the Youzhou border is heavily guarded, and you have to search yourself when entering or exiting the checkpoint!

It is strictly prohibited to carry sweet potatoes out of the country!

Once, their people climbed hundreds of miles of mountains and finally brought out a few sweet potatoes.

Who would have thought that the people from Daliang would actually chase him over the mountains and ridges.

They took it back again, and the ground was plowed clean, not a single bud was left!

This is the case in a small country. Even if the other person rides on your face and shits on you, you can only endure it.

Otherwise, what can be done? It doesn’t make sense.

He couldn't defeat him again and again, but there was a feuding country to the north - Fuyu, who was eyeing him.

If you don't hug Daliang's thigh tightly, if Fuyu comes to fight you one day, you won't have anywhere to cry!

As for the Huns you said?

But quickly pull them down, this group of barbarians.

Trading with them is no less than seeking the skin of a tiger, taking chestnuts from the fire, flying into the flames as a moth, and destroying yourself!

"What should we do, sir?"

The subordinates were anxious.

"If this judge complains to Marquis Jiangling, aren't we all doomed?!"

"The task assigned by His Highness the Crown Prince..."

Pu Xi also had a headache, "What can I do!"

"Now, we can only take one step at a time."

If Xu Lu knew what they were thinking, he would definitely sneer at it.

How old are you? After being beaten, he sued the family owner.

He felt so ashamed when such a trivial matter disturbed Yu Heng's purity!

Besides, at first, he didn't know what that gesture meant...

If his guess was correct, perhaps he meant to offend.

He offended first and received a kick from others, so it was even.

A gentleman does something and does not do something.

Don't tell right and wrong, confuse right and wrong!

It was raining and windy all night.

When the rooster crows, it is still drizzling and hazy.

When the officials arrived in front of the imperial city, they got out of their cars and entered with umbrellas in hand.

Si Yuandao held a big umbrella, which was so big that it could cover all four people.

But it still tilted toward Xie Yuheng. The wind was slanting, so don't blow his little Yuheng.

The old man's voice was kind and gentle.

"Before this, even if it rained, no one was allowed to hold an umbrella, wear a raincoat, or wear a bamboo hat."

"Our Majesty is benevolent and governs the world with benevolence. All officials are allowed to go to court with umbrellas when it rains."