Xianjin hesitated on the beach in a daze. The bearded man in the negotiation group looked at him from afar and turned back to take a deep look.
Qiao Hui behind him received the gaze, walked forward quickly, and whispered to Xianjin, "The Japanese know little courtesy but not great virtue, and they are cunning and will never treat me well. Now that they have landed on the island, you should follow the crowd closely, and keep things safe. You and I will not be able to meet in the next two days - I left a secret guard for you, named Axiang."
Xianjin nodded repeatedly.
The Japanese, oh, that’s a blood feud that’s higher than the mountains and deeper than the sea!
Qiao Hui's back stood out from the crowd. He had broad shoulders, a narrow waist, long legs and agile arms. He put on the scarlet robe representing a third-rank military officer again and strode forward with steady and firm steps.
Not all members of the negotiation delegation were from the capital. There were also a few officials from other prefectures and counties in northern Zhili who were not as well-informed.
As soon as Qiao Hui appeared, people started whispering.
"...This official looks unfamiliar..."
"That shouldn't be the case! Someone this outstanding should have heard of it!"
"Listen, you must have heard of the newly promoted Loyal and Martial Marquis, the eldest son of the Qiao family, who turned the tide in the battle of Yu Jian'an! His father, you must know his father, who is currently drafting laws and is on an equal footing with Mr. Zhuang in the court."
"Tsk, he looks so handsome, oh no, he is really a pillar of the country."
The pillar of the party, the newly promoted Marquis of Loyalty and Martial Arts, Qiao Hui, took a long step and in a few strides he had already reached the front of the negotiation group. He knelt on one knee and clasped his fists to salute Princess Bai'an, who was standing at the front, surrounded by many people and wearing a gilded crimson dress with sixteen panels of skirt.
His movements were like cold wind and biting snow, extremely dignified and neat.
Hengxi bumped into Xianjin's arm, looking pleased, "You didn't lose out."
Xianjin pushed back and followed the crowd into the crowd. After a while, he said proudly: Who is she? The famous shopkeeper He! How could she lose in her life?
When Xianjin raised her eyes, she saw Princess Bai'an turning her head and looking sideways at her from a distance. Her calm and elegant gaze seemed to fall on her with a smile.
It must be an illusion!
Xianjin clenched his fist: Who is she that deserves Princess Bai'an to turn around and smile at her!
......
Just as Qiao Hui said, the negotiation group was extremely busy for several days in a row - everyone stayed at the official inn in Fuzhou Prefecture. Of course, where Princess Bai'an stayed was top secret and no one knew. Although it was said that everyone stayed there, in fact, only officials below the third rank and their entourage stayed there.
The official post station must have been renovated. The front building is spacious and faces the sea, while the back building is cramped and narrow in the alley.
Xianjin and Hengxi stayed in the front building, which was quiet and secluded. On both sides were female officials of high ranks in the palace. On the right was Jiang Shanggong, who was in charge of the Grand Princess's private seal, and on the left was Li Shangyi, who was in charge of recording the Grand Princess's leisure writings.
The two highest-ranking female officials in the harem were lined up on both sides of Xianjin, and the rest of the female officials were spread out on the left and right. Xianjin realized later: Eh? She is actually the center?
Xianjin and Hengxi gave out the small square pieces of gold-sprinkled paper with floral patterns as gifts to the female officials and neighbors near their residence.
The female officials were all described as having excellent demeanor, ranging from those in their early forties to those in their twenties. They were all well-educated and had outstanding temperament. They treated Xianjin with a warm and gentle manner, and were polite and intimate. After only two exchanges of greetings, several high-ranking female officials of the same age as Xianjin Hengxi put their arms around Xianjin and called her "Sister Jin" and "Sister Xianjin". There was no trace of the arrogance and difficulty of being born into a royal family.
Xianjin doubted his own emotional intelligence. Could it be that he had improved his quality and efficiency by mixing with the overwhelming color stories in Hengxi?
Until the oldest Li Shangyi smiled and lowered her voice to explain to Xianjin, "...Mr. Qiao had said in advance that you were his last female disciple, and asked us to take you with us wherever we go for entertainment; then Jiang Shanggong received a few pieces of chicken blood stone from Young Master Qiao, and asked her to take good care of you..."
Xianjin's heart finally settled down: Okay, although she has honed her emotional intelligence through reading the sex stories, it is definitely not as good as human feelings.
On the fourth day, work finally came.
The negotiation delegation had a formal meeting with the Japanese envoys.
All members of the negotiation team must show up.
The meeting was scheduled at Changle Port in Fuzhou Prefecture, not far from the official post station. Like the official post station, the reception hall was solemn and dignified from inside to outside, from the trees extending over the eaves to the mud three inches below the corners.
This is really different from the "Wuxu Hall", the usual gathering place of Xuancheng Paper Industry Chamber of Commerce.
Xianjin took a quick look and found that the entire hall was probably a hundred meters long and half a hundred meters wide. The tiles used should be the most precious glazed blue tiles at the time. Covering the beams looked solemn and luxurious. There were more than twenty chairs and stools on both sides, all made of huanghuali wood and carved with the three friends of winter. Only the first one was carved with the famous peony.
Yes, there is only one position at the top, and the rest are all in order.
Of course, the fifty chairs and stools in total could not accommodate everyone, so most of the negotiation and diplomatic delegations were waiting in the east and west rooms of the lobby.
And Xianjin was very honored to get the last place.
As they were entering the hall, Xianjin didn't bother to escape. He grabbed Qiao Hui and thanked him, "... You must have taken a lot of effort to pull me into the hall, right?"
Qiao Hui looked at her as if he was looking at a mentally retarded person who made his heart beat fast. He lowered his voice very low, "The candidates for the hall are all selected by the Grand Princess herself. Your name was chosen by the Grand Princess from the beginning."
Xianjin's eyes sparkled: Just tell me! The eldest princess must have a very good impression of her, she loves her so much!
At three quarters past the hour of Chen, the officials from both countries entered the venue one after another.
A line of Japanese people wearing loose kimonos and with their heads shaved clean except for a small handful of hair, walked in with their heads down.
Xianjin took another look.
It’s really Baga.
Those two mustaches really show the profound family knowledge and historical heritage.
After the Japanese leader sat down, a cold snort was heard from the officials of the Wei Dynasty.
Xianjin was too far back, and had never seen the old man with a woolly beard beside him, so he didn't dare to stick his head out to look.
After everyone was seated, no one dared to make the slightest sound. After a while, a guard's high-pitched and bright voice came from outside the hall: "Princess Bai'an is here!"
The whole audience stood with their heads down.
The Bakas also stood very straight.
A surge of Chinese blood rushed to the top of Xianjin's head.
"Everyone, take a seat." Princess Bai'an walked slowly to the top seat, her brows calm, and took the first seat. She casually glanced at the Japanese sitting to her left, "General Ashikaga, why do you look much older?"
The translator beside him was about to speak, but the Japanese raised his hand, raised the corner of his mouth, and tilted his mustache. The official language of the Great Wei was rather poor, but it was understandable. "The Grand Princess enjoys the vast territory of the Great Wei, and the incense is constantly burning. Of course, she will remain young forever."
Princess Bai'an smiled and said, "If I can pay tribute to you with your incense, I will definitely become younger and more relaxed."
Only the vassal states paid tribute to the master country.
The current He State is not yet a vassal state of the Wei State.
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