As it grew darker, the Jin palace sent someone to notify the envoys to go to the palace to attend a banquet.
Fang Zheng took a short nap and regained much of his energy.
There were many people going on this mission to the Kingdom of Jin, so naturally not all of them could go, so only some important people were selected.
Accompanying him were his deputy Ma Cheng, the Shaoqing of the Honglu Temple, and several officials and interpreters sent by the Ministry of Revenue.
The group followed the guidance and entered the Jin Dynasty Palace.
The palace covers a huge area, and it is dark now so we can't see any beautiful scenery.
It was not until we arrived in front of the main hall, where the lights were turned on to illuminate the outside world, that we could get a glimpse of the surrounding environment by the light of the fire.
Outside the main hall, Paba had been waiting there for a long time. When he saw Fang Zheng and others arrive, he immediately stepped forward to greet them.
Paba smiled and said, "Brother Fang, how was your rest? Are you satisfied with the gift I prepared for you?"
Fang Zhengyi gave a thumbs up and laughed: "My parents gave me life, and my master knows me!"
Paba nodded, then looked behind him and said, "I'm glad you like it. If Brother Fang wants to change someone, just let me know. But... why didn't Zhang Biao come?"
"Why are we looking for him? He's just a scoundrel. I can't afford it if he causes any trouble." Fang Zheng was alert.
Paba whispered, "Brother Fang, you don't know that His Majesty may be more interested in Zhang Biao than you are. I have already reported the arrival of the envoys to His Majesty, and His Majesty said that he wanted to see with his own eyes what a warrior who could defeat Chi Lie looks like."
"I think... there will be a fight between the two of them."
"Haha, let's talk about it later." Fang Zheng smiled wryly and was about to walk into the hall.
Pa Ba hurriedly pulled him back and said, "Wait a minute, Brother Fang, I have another question. Did Lord Fang and the Second Prince have a smooth journey back home?"
Ali Bai?
Fang Zheng understood everything in an instant and couldn't help but laugh twice.
This kid got a sore throat from taking expired medicine, and he took it out on Paba?
Pa Ba said with a serious expression: "Why are you laughing, Brother Fang?"
Fang Zhengyi suppressed his smile and pointed to his head: "To be honest, Master... Does the Second Prince have any brain disease? He was a little too excited during the journey, as if he wanted to fight anyone he saw. But when I met him when he first arrived in the capital, he seemed quite normal."
"Something went wrong when he came back. He was not idle during the journey, practicing boxing and martial arts every day. He even dared to challenge Zhang Biao."
Papa asked nervously, “How did he provoke me?”
"He said that a tiger is coming down the mountain and a dragon is roaring. Don't be too arrogant, little brother. Fortunately, I intervened and the two of them almost didn't fight."
Yes, yes, that's what he said.
"Oh my God... this is a case of someone going too far in practicing martial arts..." Paba murmured.
It seems that this matter has nothing to do with Fang Zhengyi. It may be that the second prince learned some weird kung fu from some third-rate guy in the capital.
I originally wanted to send an honest man out to get the job done and then go home, but I didn't expect that he would learn bad things after the trip.
But it’s no problem that he’s the second prince, no one cares anyway.
"Master, is he okay?"
"Oh, it's okay. Thank you, Brother Fang, for taking care of the Second Prince along the way. Please come in." Paba put aside all the distracting thoughts in his mind and extended his hand to invite him.
Fang Zhengyi bowed and replied, "No, no, it's all my duty. Master, you are too polite."
As soon as we entered the hall, the guests were already there.
Alibai was at the table, and when he saw Fangzheng, he smiled, showing his two rows of white teeth.
Fang Zheng took the lead, and several people behind him followed closely, glancing at both sides with their peripheral vision.
Wutu sat upright on the throne, looking down with interest.
When he reached the seat, Fang Zheng bowed and said, "Your Majesty, your Majesty, I am Fang Zheng's guest."
Wutu raised his hand slightly, and a deep voice sounded: "Your Excellency has come from afar, no need to be polite, please take a seat."
Fang Zhengyi was a little surprised to hear that Wutu didn't use a translator. He looked up and looked at him carefully.
Wutu had a wide nose, a wide mouth, a full beard, and was even bigger than Emperor Jing.
Without that outfit, he looked more like a black butcher killing pigs than an emperor.
But since he could become an emperor, he was obviously a man of great talent.
Afterwards, everyone took their seats one by one.
Wutu said: "Today's dinner is only to welcome the foreign envoys. We will not discuss political affairs, but only to drink and chat. Let's begin!"
Everyone responded in unison, and then gradually started chatting with each other.
From time to time, someone would look towards Fang Zhengyi and continue to discuss.
The progress was too fast, Fang Zhengyi was a little slow to react. This Jin countryman was too straightforward. He didn't greet my guest. He should at least ask how Emperor Jing was doing. Now he started chatting with himself. Some people were staring at him slyly. It seemed that no one took the delegation seriously...
Fang Zheng stretched out his hand and poked Ma Cheng beside him, and whispered: "Hey, do you feel that those people look at us in a strange way, as if they are not very friendly?"
Ma Cheng laughed softly and said, "Sir, you are too nervous. This situation is normal. Wutunai is a warrior and does not follow etiquette. The people below should not expect too much from him. After all, this is a barbarian land. Sir, you are worrying too much."
"Um...."
The two were chatting in low voices when Wutu suddenly raised the wine glass in his hand and said, "I have heard of your name a long time ago. After meeting you today, I can see that you are indeed a hero at a young age."
Fang Zhengyi raised his glass and said, "Your Majesty, you are too kind. That is just a misunderstanding from the outside world. I am just an ordinary person in the court. However, I have heard that Your Majesty has made great military achievements, but I never thought that after meeting you today, Your Majesty also knows my Dajing's language very well. Your all-round talents in civil and military affairs really make me admire you."
Wutu laughed loudly upon hearing this: "The Imperial Master told me long ago that you are an excellent eloquent person, and it is indeed true. Come, give me some wine!"
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