Chapter 1835 Don't Fall Into the Prestige of the Country

Wang Shiwu worked as an official in Honglu Temple, and his position was uncertain, and he ran around. To put it bluntly, he was a small official doing odd jobs.

Since the arrival of the messengers, he has waited on them in the posthouse, answering the call.

More than a dozen envoys, plus their entourage, Wang Shiwu kept going around for a day, and he had to convey the request no matter whether it was eating, drinking or laying waste.

It's a chore with errands and constant conflict.

Just like doing business, if you have a conflict with a customer, let the people below go face the customer first, and when the customer's anger is almost over and you know the reason, the people above should step out.

This is the buffer, and this is what Wang Shiwu did.

The place where the envoys live is not good, this is Fang Xing's fault. When the envoys first arrived in Jinling last time, he heard that the envoys thought that Ming Dynasty would not go to sea after that, and they looked down on them, so he threw the group of people into the post house.

Naturally, the post house couldn't be compared with the place carefully prepared by Honglu Temple before, but those envoys were frightened by Fang Xing and didn't dare to question it at that time.

But they kept waiting, and after Second Sister Shi left for a long time, they still couldn't see Daming's intention to send them back to China, so their patience gradually wore off, and their temper became more and more violent.

It was almost lunch time, so Wang Shiwu went to the kitchen to have a look, and seeing mutton and chicken, he laughed and argued with the cook, thinking that today should be all right.

After the food was ready, Wang Shiwu sent it over with a group of servants.

Each country has a small courtyard, and Wang Shiwu brought people in one by one.

It went smoothly at first, but when it was delivered to Sulu's small courtyard, the messenger's entourage lost his temper because he missed his relatives, immediately overturned the food, and shouted at Wang Shiwu emotionally.

"Is this how you Ming treat your friends?"

The attendant pointed to Wang Shiwu and said, "How long has it been? It's been more than a year, why are we still locked up here?"

Wang Shiwudui smiled and said: "Isn't it because the fleet is not ready? The fleet is currently being repaired, and I will naturally take you back when I set sail later."

The envoy of Sulu didn't bring many entourages, but more than 30 people were crowded in the small courtyard, the conditions were not good, and they were a little emotional because they missed their family members.

"Last time you also said to leave immediately, leave immediately, how long has it been? We all learned how to speak clearly and haven't left yet.

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"Your emperor's words don't count. Last time he said that he would not go to the sea in the future, and now the emperor said he would go to the sea again. He backtracked. It doesn't seem...it doesn't seem..."

Although he endured the last words, Wang Shiwu guessed what he wanted to say, so he retorted: "That's His Majesty, and is it something you can talk about?"

A follower shouted angrily: "We want to go back! If you don't want to, then give the boat and we go back by ourselves!"

At this time, other missions heard the commotion here, and they all squeezed into the yard without eating lunch.

"We're going back! Go back!"

"You smart people don't count what you say!"

"We're going back!"

Gradually, the public sentiment became heated, and under the control of homesickness, these missions all began to protest.

Wang Shiwu's forehead was sweating, and his surroundings were full of voices, voices of protest.

In the past, these missions would not dare to gather to make trouble, but Zheng He's fleet has been repaired for a long time, and even the shipbuilding should have been almost out, but they still haven't sailed, so the people in the mission are not excited.

"When will you go back? Tell us, when can you go back?"

Wang Shiwu blinked, looked at the angry faces, and said, "Xinghe Bo came to Jinling."

The yard became quiet in an instant, and these people recalled Fang Xing's warning last time, and they all retreated a little.

But a few people were probably out of control and still chattering.

"Words don't count, how can there be such a country? How can there be?"

Wang Shiwu became angry when he heard this, and said, "You are not satisfied with eating and drinking here? As for when to go back, that will have to wait..."

Wang Shiwu felt that the surroundings were very quiet, and he couldn't even hear coughing or breathing.

so honest?

Wang Shiwu turned around slowly, and saw a gap behind him. Through the gap, he saw Fang Xing standing outside the courtyard with his hands behind his back.

Fang woke up cold!

"It's so lively!"

Fang Xing stood outside, his eyes slowly scanned the people in the yard, stopped at Wang Shiwu, and said, "You are not bad."

Wang Shiwu only felt a stream of clear spring slowly pouring down from the top of his head, and the grievance and anxiety in his heart were drowned by this clear spring. He cupped his hands and said: "Uncle, I just don't want to lose the prestige of Ming Dynasty."

Fang Xing nodded, then his eyes turned cold, and he said indifferently: "Why are you dissatisfied? Tell me, I will make the decision for you today. If it is not enough, I will write to the capital immediately, and your majesty will make a decision."

There was no sound in the yard, and Wang Shiwu couldn't help feeling relieved when he saw these people dare not show their air.

No one answered, Fang Xing said, "Let all the envoys come here."

Those who understood Daming dialect went out lightly, and those who didn't understand followed, and soon only Wang Shiwu was left in the courtyard.

The Sulu Mission was terrified, and actually followed them out of the yard.

Wang Shiwu bowed and said: "Uncle Huwei, I admire you. Please allow me to make arrangements."

Fang Xing let out a little gasp, nodded, and then Wang Shiwu called the food deliverers to come in and set things up.

Seeing him directing the handymen to arrange the main hall in an orderly manner, Fang Xing felt that Daming really had no shortage of talents, but that he lacked a channel for them to advance.

"I met Xing Hebo."

The envoys came, Fang Xing didn't look back, and entered the main hall immediately.

These envoys are not good birds either. Those followers who came to make trouble just now were not their connivance.

After the two parties sat down, Wang Shiwu served tea to Fang Xing. As for the envoys, sorry, there are too many people and there are no tables.

Fang Xing touched the teacup, felt the scorching heat, and said, "In two years, Daming has experienced two emperors changing, which is a great misfortune."

Those envoys all lowered their heads to express their condolences. Fang Xing glanced at them and said, "Fortunately, Your Majesty has stabilized Daming. Once Daming is stabilized, various matters will naturally progress gradually. I heard that you are dissatisfied with Daming? Tell me, Benbo happens to be here, if you have any dissatisfaction, you can speak out, if Benbo can solve it, you can solve it, and if you can't solve it, you will report to His Majesty."

"No matter, Xing Hebo, we treat Daming like a god, no matter."

"Yes! I wanted to go back and report to the king as soon as possible, so that the middle school can come to express my condolences..."

This alludes to the fact that Daming did not let them go to Peiping to express their condolences when Zhu Gaochi left.

Fang Xing glanced at the envoy who said this, and said: "The guest is up to the owner. How Da Ming arranges is Da Ming's business. When the whole country is in mourning, do we have to take care of everything? Or do you have to wait for the emperor if you are missing?" with?"

The envoy was dumbfounded, and after realizing it, he pleaded guilty: "It was a mistake."

From Jinling to Beiping, when they arrived, Zhu Gaochi's bones were already cold, so what were they going to do? Waste of money and food?

So when Lu Zhen went to ask Zhu Zhanji for instructions, he just ignored him.

"This time the fleet goes to sea, one is to spread comfort, and the other is to trade."

It was quiet below, and the fear of being re-controlled by the behemoth Da Ming made the messengers feel sad and happy.

The sad thing is that in the future, if you want to expand freely, you may not be able to, otherwise Da Ming's fleet will bring the strong side back to its original shape.

The good news is that security will be guaranteed in the future, and after the reopening of trade, these vassal states will also be the beneficiaries.

Fang Xing saw these complicated expressions, and he said: "Trade, Daming doesn't need those rare birds and animals, or those flashy things. Since it's trade, it's either barter or exchanged with gold and silver. Iron law, follow this from now on.”