Ying Zheng quietly watched Gan Luo bragging. He used a set of rhetoric to cheat some small tribes he met along the way into giving him a lot of good things.
"Give it to me?" Antiochus III raised his eyebrows. This glass warhorse was indeed beautiful, but, after all, it was just a decoration.
He was more interested in the weapons and armor of the Daqin people. Their armor and weapons looked much better than those of the Seleucid soldiers.
"Yes, I wonder if the king is interested." Gan Luo smiled. He could see the interest in the king's eyes.
There are still many such horse boats on the road. They have been given away along the way and have been used to exchange for many good things.
"Of course I'm interested. Thank you, King Qin, on my behalf." Antiochus III calmly accepted the glazed warhorse.
This glazed warhorse is indeed beautiful. Moreover, he is a monarch who advocates war, so such a warhorse is the best gift for him.
The Qin Dynasty presented gifts, and Antiochus III also sent many gifts in return.
They are all kinds of gems and pearls, and these gems are basically not available in the Qin Dynasty.
After exchanging gifts, the communication between the two sides became more pleasant.
After a while, singing and dancing started in the banquet. Ying Zheng looked at the dancers in the middle leisurely. The dance here looked more barbaric and not as beautiful as that of the Qin Dynasty.
I have never seen any musical instruments before, so I will bring some back when I go back.
The people here are not completely useless. Picking up the jade cup, the wine in the cup was a little turbid. Even when he was overseas, Ying Zheng's life was still very refined, so after seeing the wine, he couldn't help but frowned.
After drinking a little, he found that the taste was not good, so Ying Zheng simply put it down.
Wang Jian and his companions also did not drink. There were plenty of good wines on the boat, and this wine was so bad that they really had no appetite.
However, while they were tasting the food here, Antiochus III clapped his hands, and a group of people filed in and instantly surrounded Ying Zheng and his men.
"What does the king mean by this?" Ying Zheng asked calmly, without any panic on his face.
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