On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, envoys from the Western Yue Kingdom came to visit.
"Announce, the envoy from Western Yue is here to see you."
As soon as the eunuch finished speaking, the ministers quickly dispersed to both sides to make way.
Jun Shutong also moved his small stool to the side and looked outside the hall following everyone's gaze.
A group of five people walked into the main hall, led by a woman with her face covered with a white veil. The woman had a graceful figure, fair skin, and a slender waist adorned with pearls and jade, giving people a very exotic feeling.
The four men behind her wore white cloths on their heads and white robes, all of them had beards, looking very much like the costumes of a certain ethnic group on Blue Star.
Is this someone from Xiyue or the Western Regions? Jun Shutong was a little confused.
The system analyzed: [It should be a combination of the Western Regions and the oil-producing countries.]
"Natasha, the Western Vietnamese envoy, pays respect to His Majesty the Emperor."
"May your majesty be blessed with good health."
Natasha folded her arms across her chest and bowed.
The exotic dress and the beautiful woman with icy skin and graceful figure made Emperor Shunde unable to take his eyes away. He was stunned for a moment.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the messenger is saluting you!"
It was not until Ming Dequan reminded him for the third time that Emperor Shunde finally reacted and hurriedly coughed and said:
"The messenger is excused."
"I wonder what the envoy's purpose is?"
Ministers: [Isn't it said that the people of Western Yue speak English? How come Dayu can speak Mandarin so fluently?]
[Luckily, it was spoken in the official language of Yu the Great, though a little awkward and awkward, but at least I could understand it.]
Just as the emperor and his ministers were secretly rejoicing, they saw Natasha bow deeply again.
What followed was a string of words they couldn't understand.
English.
“………….”
After Natasha finished speaking, she looked at Emperor Shunde and the ministers with a smile, her eyes full of pride and provocation.
Emperor Shunde and his courtiers looked at each other and cast inquiring glances at Zhang Yu, the Shaoqing of the Honglu Temple.
At this time, Zhang Yu was so anxious that he was sweating coldly and wanted to die. He couldn't understand what Natasha said at all, let alone ask him to translate.
Jun Shutong: [You stinky woman! You even added the local dialect and spoke Texas English. Even the former Vice Minister of the Honglu Temple wouldn't be able to translate it.]
The system echoed, "Right. Isn't it just asking Dayu if he has any good weapons to exchange with Xiyue? Why does she have to make it so complicated? I think she's just taking advantage of the people here because they don't understand."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief as if they had been enlightened. It turned out that they wanted to exchange weapons!
Seeing no one answer, Natasha sarcastically asked in Dayu language, "Why, your country doesn't have it or is unwilling to do it?"
He just asked the question without explaining why, and he was bullying everyone because they couldn't understand English.
At this time, Zhang Yu from the Honglu Temple finally stood up and said, "I wonder what kind of weapons Xiyue wants to trade with Dayu? Please explain in detail."
"As long as it is within my ability, we can trade."
"If it is something that I, Dayu, do not have, please ask the envoy to move to another country."
Natasha narrowed her eyes slightly, her brows furrowed. [How could it be? How could they understand?]
Seeing Zhang Yu's answer, she knew that these people must have understood her language.
But she still didn't give up, thinking that these people were just lucky and had gotten away with it.
Then she spoke alternately in Texas English and American English, adding some dialect. She didn't believe that these people could understand her this time.
"&%£°F@#."
“…”
Jun Shutong wanted to curse: "How could this bitch be so mean? She actually wanted to trade some black iron for our holy sword. Although I don't know what that so-called holy sword is for, how can a legacy be traded? I think she's deliberately trying to challenge Dayu's authority."
[Host, don't be angry. Maybe the emperor isn't that stupid. Only a fool would agree to a deal without even seeing the object.]
[Speaking of which, Mr. Zhang is quite hardworking. He must have been studying English hard at home recently, otherwise his reaction wouldn't be so quick.]
Only the people in the Honglu Temple knew that Lord Zhang Yu had indeed been looking up information and reading classics during this period. He even studied until late at night and had not been home for a long time.
But all his efforts were in vain. He didn't even understand the most basic sentences. If he hadn't relied on eavesdropping today, he would have committed suicide to apologize.
Seeing that everyone was silent again, Natasha became more convinced of her previous guess that these people must have been guessing.
Zhang Yu didn't say anything. He didn't dare to make a decision on such a big matter, so he looked at Emperor Shunde.
Unexpectedly, Emperor Shunde glared at him fiercely and motioned him to continue.
Emperor Shunde: What a joke! If I were to tell you, wouldn't it be exposed? I'm just dealing with a woman from Xiyue. Don't even think about exposing you, girl.
Zhang Yu said stiffly, "I wonder what the black iron the messenger mentioned is? Could you bring it with you so we can learn more about it?"
After he finished speaking, Natasha's body swayed slightly and was quickly supported by the person behind him.
[Didn't they say that no one in Dayu understands English? How did he understand? Damn those idiots who gathered intelligence.]
Then Zhang Yu continued, "The Holy Sword is my inheritance, the national treasure. I, Dayu, would not trade it for anything other than the black iron I've never seen before, or even the legendary crystal gold."
"The envoy should move to another country!"
Now, Natasha's arrogance was crushed, and her sharp eyes dimmed. She no longer deliberately made things difficult in English, but communicated in Dayu's official language.
"Just now, Natasha was rude. Please forgive me, sir."
"Your Majesty, please forgive me."
Natasha hesitated for a moment and said:
"However, now that I have brought this black iron, whether I want to exchange it or not, I would like you to help me judge it. Who knows, after seeing it, your country may want to exchange it again!"
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