There is no need to leave your name in history in this way

Family, who would have thought that my minister would bring me back the local natives after returning from the sea!

——This is probably what the old emperor is thinking now.

But since they have come all the way here, China, as the host, must naturally receive them seriously.

"They eat stews, make fruit wine, and prefer spicy food. In addition to wild animals, they often eat cassava and fish."

Cassava is the name given to it by Xie Luoshui. It looks like a sweet potato, but its color is like wood, so it is called cassava.

A lot of cassava was brought back on the ship.

The old emperor nodded. So when the banquet started, there were mostly stews on the table, and there were also dishes cooked in other ways. They were all sampled to prevent the Paraguayans from acclimatizing.

When he learned that the Paraguayans were still eating on the ground, he waved his hand and decided that the banquet would be held in the mountains. The emperor and his officials were all dressed in formal attire, sitting on the ground or directly on the ground.

During the banquet, the Paraguayans kept talking to Xie Luoshui, speaking a mixture of local dialect and Daxia official language, and gesticulating with their hands and feet, occasionally pointing at the old emperor. The old emperor just smiled and passed it by.

After a while, Xie Luoshui stood up and saluted the old emperor with the etiquette that the general on the boat had given her as a gift: "Your Majesty, Ilala said that Your Majesty is very tall and strong, even stronger than his chief Paraguay. He regrets that he is not in the tribe, otherwise he could hunt ferocious wild boars for Your Majesty and present them to Your Majesty."

The old emperor laughed: "It just so happens that there are wild boars at the banquet! This strong man has come from thousands of miles away and crossed the ocean to come to my Great Xia. He is really brave. Xie Qing, tell him that we also have a custom in Great Xia, which is to give warriors a jar of wine and a pig leg to go with the wine. Ask him if he can eat it!"

Xie Luoshui also communicated with Ilala with gestures and stiff dialect.

These words made Ilala very happy.

He wanted to eat the food raw as he did when hunting in the tribe. Touching the hot gall bladder, touching the bloody liver, drinking the mother's milk mixed with blood, this is what a warrior should do!

However, what Daxia served was not a whole wild boar, but a wild boar leg.

——He thought that although he was given a pig leg, he would be allowed to tear the wild boar leg off the carcass himself and show his bravery in the blood.

Ilala was a little disappointed, but he soon remembered that whether it was "Xie", "Qin", or other Daxia people, after participating in their hunting, they did not like to eat the prey raw, and they must take it back to the tribe to stew.

This is probably what "Xie" said in Daxia language "seek common ground while reserving differences".

Xie said, "seeking common ground while reserving differences" means that not far from the Paraguayan tribe, there is also a T tribe. The people there have yellow skin like them and use horses to measure wealth, but when they are thirsty, they will drink the contents of a dead horse's stomach, while the Paraguayans will not.

——A long time ago, maybe as long as his mother's mother, it was heard that the Jhadi tribe found a boat of people. They exchanged five or six turkeys for something called "fish hooks" on the boat, and exchanged a pair of wild geese for something called "combs".

But later, the Jhadi tribe and that boat of people became enemies. The way that tribe treats enemies is to catch them and eat them all. That boat of people was gone.

However, something called "horse" they brought became a trophy and began to spread from the Juhadi tribe to other tribes. Some of them became wild horses and survived on the mainland.

He liked "Xie", "Qin", and these "Daxia people", so he was willing to eat wild boar legs like the "Daxia people" to prove that he was a warrior!

Ilala made a face at the wild boar leg, then sat on the ground and bit the pork leg meat with big mouthfuls.

He heard the Daxia people say "good" to him. "Xie" said that the "good" of Daxia is the "skookum" of the Paraguayans.

Ilala bit even harder!

He was even a little moved and awed.

You can tell at a glance that this leg is fresh!

In order to give him a leg, a pig must be killed!

——The power of Daxia is so terrifying!!!

*

Xu Yanmiao really felt it was amazing.

[I didn't expect that after Thanksgiving, I could still see such warm and hospitable South American natives.]

[Oh, sorry, it seems that I told a hellish joke, may the Lord forgive me.]

The ministers turned back to look at Xu Lang.

Strange? Why did Xu Lang's words just now sound so weird? Does he not like these natives?

If so...

Qin Guan frowned and said "tsk". He was upset that he had really made things worse.

The Minister of Rites glanced at him and said with a smile: "Why think so much? At most, you can just send it back."

Qin Guan thought so too, and immediately relaxed. Then he picked up the yellow orange in the fruit basket in front of him, peeled it in no time, and fed it to the Minister of Rites: "Here! Eat a yellow orange! You often feel dizzy and weak, eating more oranges is good for you."

He smiled and said: "Can I stay at your place tonight?"

The Minister of Rites: "..."

He looked at Qin Guan suspiciously for several times.

Did something run over his face just now?

Unexpectedly, a voice came out obliquely: "Year after year, year after year, the willows dance into the eaves..."

Many people looked at him, and the Minister of Rites turned his head subconsciously.

It was the Marquis of Yongchang!

He recited slowly: "I can't express my feelings. I miss your beautiful face. I miss your beautiful face, and I linger when we met that day. Chang'e is in front of me."

[Wow!!!] Xu Yanmiao's attention was immediately attracted.

[The Marquis and the little tea girl!!!]

[How can the general tolerate this?]

Qin Guan certainly can't!

Who are you talking about Chang'e! Who is in front of me!

He was originally stubborn and wanted to get up and hit someone.

[Hit him, hit him! Slap him in the face! Let him recite poems to a married man!]

Qin Guan: That's right!

The slap was already about to be rounded.

Then, he was pinched hard by the Minister of Rites.

Qin Guan: "..."

He immediately lowered his head in a depressed tone.

[Eh? Why don't you fight anymore? Qin Guan! Are you still not a man? ]

The Minister of Rites: "..."

Can you say less! I can't control him anymore!

The Marquis of Yongchang added fuel to the fire and smiled provocatively at Qin Guan.

Qin Guan: "!!!"

[!!! ]

[Wow! ]

Princess Xiangyang was very excited: "Provoke him!"

The old emperor who was originally watching the excitement: "..."

Gao Shengxian! What's your business!

The prince was slightly relieved: "I am not alone." Then he was glared at by his own father and shut up silently.

However, General Qin had already got the hang of it.

He directly handed the yellow orange to the Minister of Rites. The Minister of Rites paused, but still opened his mouth to eat. The general immediately looked at the Marquis of Yongchang with pride.

Before he could show off, he heard a hissing sound from behind. He turned around and saw the face of the Minister of Rites wrinkled.

Qin Guan: "What's wrong!!!"

"Sour."

Qin Guan looked down at the yellow orange and threw most of the remaining half into his mouth to chew.

"It's a bit sour, but I ate it all, so it wasn't wasted." As he spoke, he poured honey water for the Minister of Rites.

The Minister of Rites nodded and was a little happy: "That's good."

[Tsk tsk.]

Princess Xiangyang: "Tsk tsk."

[Huh? What is Gao Xiang saying? Wait... doesn't she know that the poem just now is popular in the capital recently, and it was actually written for her by that person named Lin Zhi? It seems that she doesn't know. I thought that although Lin Zhi did not sign the name of the person it was sent to, the Jinyiwei could find out and hand it over to the old emperor, who would then tell his concubine. 】

Princess Xiangyang: "?!"

What did you say? !

Marquis Yongchang was also stunned. Feeling the gazes coming from all directions, including the gazes of the little princess's father and brother that seemed to be able to roast meat, tears suddenly filled his tiger eyes -

he didn't know there was such an article in it!

He just couldn't stand Qin Guan! He just wanted to annoy him!

He didn't want to damage the princess's reputation!

The old emperor looked at Princess Xiangyang: "Xiangyang, you..."

Princess Xiangyang's body trembled, and she opened her mouth reflexively, and uttered "Ah~~~~" with three tones in one syllable. The old emperor's scalp immediately tingled, and he smiled and waved his hand: "Get away."

"Okay! Thank you, father!"

Sure enough, the trick taught by Xu Yanmiao worked!

Princess Xiangyang was about to stand up and walk to Xu Yanmiao to discuss the confession poem with him, but she heard Xu Yanmiao's inner voice: [Well, I don't know how Xie Luoshui and the others brought the local natives back...]

- It's a familiar jumping and distracted style.

Princess Xiangyang sat back down again. Waiting for the next words.

[Oh! ]

[No wonder! So that's it! 】

Xu Yanmiao watched the system with great interest: [The natives of that continent worshipped the feathered serpent god, and the feathered serpent god was very similar to the totem Teng Snake worshipped by China. 】

[So when the local natives saw the Teng Snake totems on the bottles and jars carried by Xie Luoshui and the others, they mistakenly thought that both sides had the same faith, and became particularly warm and friendly! 】

Qin Guan suddenly realized.

So that's how it is!

He thought that the natives of this continent were naturally warm and hospitable.

[Wait a minute——]

[Hahahahaha——]

[In addition to the same totem, General Qin, you also made a lot of efforts! 】

This simply surprised Qin Guan.

Although he has been at sea for two years, he has not forgotten how much Xiao Bai Ze likes to take pleasure in misfortunes. At other times, he might have guessed wrong - after all, Xu Lang's inner voice was not always frightening, but once Xu Lang burst into laughter in his heart, it must not be a good thing!

But... what did he do?

Qin Guan recalled madly, and did not notice that the Minister of Rites quietly moved his butt, trying to distance himself from him.

[It's so funny, some natives said to you as soon as they saw you... uh, I can't read this. No matter! Anyway, you are a fool, General, you didn't observe carefully, and you assumed that this sentence meant something like "hello", and you swore to others. ]

[Are you really not afraid that this is a curse word! ]

Qin Guan glanced at Xu Yanmiao and proudly puffed out his full chest muscles.

That must not be a curse word! How could he not observe!

Although he didn't know which sentence Xu Yanmiao said, he had carefully observed every sentence. For example, if there was a pronunciation that he was not sure of, he would pay attention to what he was doing when others used this pronunciation to him.

If he was doing different things several times, or even doing nothing, and everyone smiled and said that pronunciation to him, then this pronunciation must be a compliment! Or a greeting!

[Although it was not an insult.]

Qin Guan picked up another yellow orange and peeled it. Listening to his heart, his hands kept moving, neither happy nor angry, with the demeanor of a master.

Humph! He wanted to peel an orange from beginning to end for Xingcong (the name of the Minister of Rites)! Then he would taste the orange to see if it was sweet, and if it was sweet, he would give it to Xingcong.

[But what this sentence means is "Your chest muscles are big" ah hahahahaha! ]

"Pah——"

Qin Guan looked at the orange peels that fell to the ground after his hand shook, and fell into a weird silence.

[Hahahahahahaha! ]

[As a result, he met a native in the tribe and said "Your chest muscles are big" once, and no one in the entire tribe had not heard him say this. ]

[Sorry, no harm, but... this is gay harassment! Hahahahaha! ]

[Luckily, Qin Guan didn't know about this! Otherwise, he would have to dig his toes into the ground! Hahahaha! ]

Thank you, I'm already digging.

Qin Guan peeled the tangerine with an expressionless face and turned his head: "Eat..."

Qin Guan: "..."

Qin Guan: "...In a hurry?"

The general looked at his lover with a wounded face.

The Minister of Rites was greatly surprised: "Oh! Why did you sit over there?"

Qin Guan: "..."

What else could he do, he could only eat the tangerine by himself.

——This time the orange was sweet and sour! He ate it alone! Ha!

Xu Yanmiao's thoughts continued.

[However. Fortunately, the natives didn't think it was sexual harassment. ]

[It's so funny, they are so happy to be praised for their chest muscles! I also think that the people of Daxia are very nice and enthusiastic, and they are particularly straightforward when they compliment others! They like it! 】

Daxia monarch and ministers: No, no, no! We Chinese people value subtlety, and we won’t compliment others’ chest muscles right away!

That’s Qin Guan’s personal behavior!

General: “…”

I won’t…

Turning around to look at Ilala, who is still eating pork legs, with a very relaxed posture, obviously trusting him very much.

“…”

That’s fine! Qin Guan gritted his teeth: Just compliment the chest muscles! At least it’s a lucky coincidence!

Ilala: “Qin?”

Qin Guan: “Nothing…”

The Minister of Rites smiled: “General wants to say that your chest muscles are really beautiful.”

Ilala was even happier when he heard Xie Luoshui’s translation. However, Qin Guan caught a glimpse of the historian writing quickly, and silently covered his face.

——Although he wanted to leave his name in history, he didn't need to leave his name in history in this way!

*

Xu Yanmiao didn't notice the movement over there. After he finished laughing, he continued to focus on the system content.

[Speaking of which, Paraguayans also have the tradition of jade worship, which is similar to that of China! ]

[People from the two continents can have so many similarities, it's quite fate. 】

The old emperor also nodded, and he called out: "Qin Qing!"

Qin Guan glanced at the emperor with his peripheral vision, and was sure that this "Qin" was calling him, so he hurried forward and bowed: "Your Majesty." The

old emperor: "The Chinese have always liked to exchange gifts since ancient times. The Paraguayan tribe has been courteous to you, and we will continue to deal with you in the future. We must be polite. Do you still remember what this tribe lacks? Bring some over as a gift."

Qin Guan began to recall: "Your Majesty..."

【Anything is fine, anyway, it is better than giving pillows and blankets used by smallpox patients as gifts to the natives. 】

Qin Guan: "???"

The old emperor: "???"

The civil and military officials of the Manchu court: "???"

Who would give such a thing!!!

Judging from the tone of Xiao Bai Ze's inner voice... There are actually people who give these things to the local natives? !

The Chinese, who live in a country of etiquette, were shocked.

In China, even when the two sides were at war, the envoys of the two countries would not bring gifts to the door, and they would not deliberately bring things contaminated with smallpox!

That's smallpox!!!

Even now, smallpox is still a terrifying existence, and even miracle doctors can't cure smallpox! Wherever there is smallpox, the city can only be closed and let them die!

[Oh, right! Damn it! How could I forget to tell others how to prevent smallpox! ]

The emperor and his ministers of Daxia: "?!"

What did you say?

What did you say!!!

It was as if there was an electric current in his brain. The old emperor stood up "Teng", his breathing was rapid, and he almost blacked out because he stood up too quickly.

Prime Minister Dou even held his chest with one hand, gasped several times, and shivered from his sleeves. He took out a bottle of pills, quickly poured out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

As for the other officials, they were already dizzy, and their vision was filled with the four characters "leave a name in history".

This is to prevent smallpox!

Even if they are not the main officers, being an adjutant is enough to be recorded in history books!

The prince looked at Xu Yanmiao and took a deep breath.