Emperor Ling of Han was the last powerful emperor of the Han Dynasty, a figure who could have altered the course of history, yet he became the root cause of the empire's collapse.
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Liu Hong picked up the official document and looked at it. He found that it was written entirely in characters he did not recognize, and he frowned.
"Is there a translation of this letter of credence?"
The official from the Imperial Archives shook his head: "Your Majesty, no!"
"Why are there no translations of the official letters exchanged between the two countries? What were you all doing?"
Liu Hong's brows furrowed even deeper, and his expression was clearly displeased.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I have only been here for a short time. I heard that the Court of State Ceremonies simply sent this letter over casually back then, without giving any explanation."
It seems they probably felt that there was no value in communicating between our great Han Dynasty and this distant Qin Dynasty…
Seeing that the emperor was somewhat angry, the officials of the Imperial Library hurriedly explained.
Upon hearing this, Liu Hong merely glanced at the other person indifferently and did not say anything more to blame them.
After all, what the other party said was true. According to the thinking of people in this era, even Parthia and Kushan were already very distant, so who would care about the even more distant Qin Dynasty?
Then Liu Hong picked up the Roman letter and looked at the official in charge of the imperial archives.
"Go and see if anyone recognizes the writing on this!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
The official respectfully accepted the Roman letter of introduction, then summoned all the scholars in the library and began a thorough questioning.
Unfortunately, none of these scholars could decipher the writing on it.
Finally, the official approached Liu Hong with a fearful expression. "Your Majesty, rest assured, I will find someone who can read these characters as soon as possible!"
"That's enough, you don't need to worry about this matter. I will find a way!"
Liu Hong waved his hand, then picked up the imperial edict, got up and walked outside.
"Your Majesty, I respectfully see you off!"
Seeing that the emperor showed no sign of reprimand, the head of the Imperial Archives breathed a sigh of relief.
After Liu Hong's figure disappeared, the head of the archives straightened up and looked at his subordinates.
"Go to the East Market immediately and ask those merchants from the Western Regions if they can read the Qin script or have been to Qin. Find them for me!"
The subordinate asked in confusion, "Doctor, didn't His Majesty just say that you didn't need to worry about it?"
"Nonsense! His Majesty may not need it, but we can't afford not to prepare. What if His Majesty remembers this Great Qin one day, and we still know nothing about it? How can we be officials then?"
"Yes, Doctor, I understand!"
Hearing the reprimand from the head of the Imperial Archives, the subordinate official dared not delay and hurriedly left as instructed.
Not long after Liu Hong returned to Deyang Palace, Cheng Yu came to report on the situation of the people from the restaurant.
Liu Hong wasn't surprised by Cheng Yu's swift action.
For the current intelligence bureau, it is not difficult to find out the situation of several foreigners.
If Liu Hong wanted to, he could know everything they said in their sleep.
After the emperor and his minister exchanged greetings, Cheng Yu respectfully said, "Your Majesty, according to the investigation, those people are all from the Great Qin. They arrived in Rinan County two months ago and then arrived in Luoyang five days ago."
Liu Hong's brow furrowed: "Oh? And what about their identities?"
Cheng Yu shook his head slightly: "Their identities have not yet been clarified, however, they claim to be envoys sent by the Emperor of Qin."
They had also approached the Ministry of Rites, but because they couldn't produce any proof of their identity, they were turned away!
Liu Hong smiled. "It seems they encountered some trouble on their way here, which is why they couldn't prove their identities."
Cheng Yu nodded: "That should be it!"
"Alright, you may go and make contact with them. Once you've confirmed there are no problems, bring them to see me tomorrow!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
"Oh, and also, I still owe them three silver coins. You may pay them back for me while you're at it."
"Here you go!"
Cheng Yu agreed and then bowed and left.
It wasn't until he left Deyang Palace that Cheng Yu realized that His Majesty had only told him to pay back the money for him, but it seemed that he hadn't actually given the money to him.
Cheng Yu glanced at Deyang Palace, pursed his lips, and felt too embarrassed to go back and ask for more.
After returning to the Detective Agency, Cheng Yu took three silver coins and then, with a few of his men, headed towards an inn in the west of the city that was specifically for receiving foreign visitors.
Inside the inn, the Qin people gathered together with bitter expressions.
The woman named Yulis said with a distressed expression, "Uncle, the Han government refuses to recognize our identities. Not only can we not complete His Majesty's mission, but we may also find it difficult to return!"
"Alas, there's nothing we can do. Our official letter and the gifts we brought have all been swept up in that storm."
"Now that we can't prove our identities, we're already being kind by not being kicked out of the city by the Han people as spies!"
The old man sighed, a hint of bitterness on his face.
Just now, they went to the Ministry of Rites and pleaded for a long time, but they couldn't even see a minor official.
The guards on duty had never even heard of the Qin Dynasty.
"Hmph, it's all those damned Parthians' fault. If they hadn't blocked our way from the Han, why would we have taken such a big risk to cross the sea here?"
A young man, also filled with resentment, attributed all the suffering he had endured to the Parthians.
(The Parthians, also known as Anxi, were later replaced by the Sasanian Persians, and the Han Dynasty referred to them collectively as Anxi.)
“Those greedy Parthians, Your Majesty should really wage war against them and wipe them out,” another young man echoed with resentment.
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