When Chen Xi woke up in the afternoon, Zhang Lian had already "reviewed" the Folang Jiren.≧

It was said to be arraignment, but because the language and writing of the two countries were not in line with each other, they needed to use the Malacca translation equipped on the ship for translation. Many words were translated in a specious way and could not understand them at all.

The entire arraignment process was completed in a confused manner.

However, Zhang Lian had already counted the spoils, mainly silver coins brought by the Folang Jiren and gold and silver uttered from Southeast Asian countries, as well as items plundered from coastal villages along the Ming Dynasty, Guangdong and Fujian. However, compared with gold and silver, the Folang Jiren paid the most attention to porcelain. After all, all kinds of ceramic tableware were carefully collected by the Folang Jiren, the ceramic statues of the Bodhisattvas who were robbed from the people for worship were solemnly packed in wooden boxes.

Chen Xi woke up from the room. Zhang Lian, who had just arrived at the official office, smiled and submitted the results of the interrogation to Chen Xi and the list of spoils.

Chen Xi looked at the long list, Zhang Lian explained the inventory process next to him, and finally said: "Mr. The three sea boats that the Flang Jiman escaped were not far away. They are all in the bay outside. At noon, they sent someone over and said they were discussing to redeem the person. What do you think?"

Chen Xi glanced at Zhang Lian with his head tilted, "Don't most of the money and property of Folang Jiren are on this list? What do they use to redeem it?"

Zhang Lian smiled and said, "Folang Jiren has some wealth. The minister's idea is to write a letter to the court and let His Majesty decide. What do you think?"

Chen Xi shook his head and said, "From Fujian to the capital, one round trip is as short as three or four months, and it is as long as half a year. Your Majesty's envoy is here, and you still need to ask Your Majesty everything, do you want me not to go back to the capital to report?"

Zhang Lian was stunned for a moment. Now the imperial envoy was actually showing off his style. He complained in his heart: "You are just ordered to negotiate with the Folang Jiren to ask for tributes, and you don't even have a cheap Wang Ming flag. What kind of imperial envoy is the imperial envoy? I give you face to respect you... I don't want to record your contributions in the credit book now. Do you dare to show your face to me?"

Zhang Laowu came in from outside in a blink of an eye with a look of joy: "Two lords, the villain has tied up the Folang Ji envoy sent from the remaining three boats, and wait for the two lords to show it!"

Zhang Lian was particularly disliked when he saw Zhang Laowu... You kid had a gamble on the leopard's courage, and he didn't even report before coming in. He came up with "two lords", and he clearly didn't take me, the prefect, seriously!

In fact, Zhang Laowu really didn't take Zhang Lian seriously. At this time, he only saw Chen Xi, who took them to kill the enemy and rob the ship yesterday... He was an envoy sent by the court, a dignified imperial envoy, who is your little magistrate in Quanzhou?

"Let the people go." Chenxidao, "The two countries are fighting and not killing them. The enemy is on the battlefield. Naturally, they have to fight hard until they are convinced... But now that the peace talks have begun, we must maintain the grand demeanor of a great country and cannot be underestimated."

Zhang Laowu responded: "I'll get the order."

Zhang Lian glanced at Zhang Laowu angrily and turned around and said, "Sir, I have to remind you that now we have captured so many Folang Ji people, and there are not many of them. Do you see if you take them together..."

Chen Xi shook his head: "I came back from the battlefield before, so I should naturally treat the prisoner, but if I didn't have to follow the rules, what Your Majesty hopes is to make the Gentiles sincerely surrender. If people take them down in the future, the remaining three Bolang aircraft ships will definitely escape. How can we explain to Your Majesty?"

Although Zhang Lian had a distrust towards Chen Xi, when Chen Xi finished saying this, he could not find any problem.

The most important thing is to make the Gentiles surrender!

Zhang Lian pondered for a while before waved his hand: "As the command of the imperial envoy, please invite the person to the prefect's office. I will accompany the imperial envoy to meet these foreign nationals in the future."

Zhang Laowu was respectful, but when he turned around, he had a little hatred on his face.

Zhang Laowu and Zhang Lian are from their own family, but in fact they are not related or not, they are just the same surname. Zhang Lian is from Pingyi Township, Pingyi, Yunnan. After taking office as the prefect of Quanzhou in the 11th year of Hongzhi, he appointed Zhang Laowu, an ordinary yamen runner, as the head of the troupe. This was originally a good thing for Zhang Laowu, but Zhang Lian was mean by nature and did not take special care of him on weekdays. Yesterday, he sent Zhang Laowu out of the city to monitor Chenxi, which was actually similar to sending him to die.

Zhang Laowu was lucky in disguise and snatched a lot of spoils on the boat of Folang Jiren. Chen Xi agreed to whom he would take the robbery, but he returned to the city but was confiscated by Zhang Lian. Zhang Laowu and his men were very dissatisfied with this.

After Chen Xi finished packing up, he walked out of the gate of the inn accompanied by Zhang Lian.

It was not known that Chen Xi had not yet come out. As soon as he stepped out of the street, he found that there were all people outside the inn, three floors inside and three floors outside. Thousands of people were crowded with the narrow street. Seeing Chen Xi coming out with the accompaniment of the prefect Zhang, the crowd started to make a noise, and many people knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Chen Xi.

"The imperial envoy is here, you are the rebirth of my Quanzhou people."

The people were pious and kowtowed without any water. Every time they knocked on the ground, they made a "bang" sound. Zhang Lian looked at it with some taste, but pretended to smile and explained to Chen Xi: "The incident of the imperial envoy bravely killing the enemy and driving away from foreign countries yesterday has spread among the people, and the people are all here to thank you."

The prefect's office would definitely not proclaim the matter of Chen Xi taking people to defeat the Folang Jiren who burned and killed and looted at the port outside the city last night. However, this time, those who followed Chen Xi were both the runners of the government office and the armed personnel of the chamber of commerce. After the war ended, these people went back to add fuel to the fire. Not long after, the entire Quanzhou City knew what happened last night.

The Gentile invasion resulted in the result of a young imperial envoy sent by the court, taking the lead and touched the Folang Jiren's warship with seventy or eighty heroes. Lord Shen was so angry with a long sword that he killed seven or eight Gentile thieves in a row, and finally captured the thief Alniao Bushi's Governor...

Among the people, there have been long been a circulating incident of the murderous killing of the Folangji people. The people who are the Folangji people are cruel devils. These cruel devils were killed by the imperial envoys, and the people can only understand that the young imperial envoys are the stars in the sky and descend to earth, and only those with such ability to achieve heaven will become the emperor's envoys.

The emperor's grace is so great!

Chen Xi didn't expect that he would soon become the hero in the minds of the people of Quanzhou. When he stepped forward, he helped up a few people who looked like gentry. The kneeling worshiper behind him stood up and sent all kinds of condolences forward, all of which were not valuable things, such as eggs, rice balls, chicken, duck, fish, rice wine, etc.

The people are simple and have no money at home, but the imperial envoy was so brave yesterday. The imperial envoy should let the imperial envoy eat some good drinks and replenish their energy. If there is a devil in the Folangji who will kill him later, the imperial envoy will have the strength to go out and take over.

When Zhang Lian saw this scene, he felt even more uncomfortable: "I have done so many things for you. Have you ever been to me like this?" But his face was still calm and he waved his hand and said, "My fellow villagers, the imperial envoy is going to interrogate the thieves captured yesterday. Please make way out. If you have anything, you can send it to the prefect's office."

"well."

The crowd began to clamor again, especially when I heard that the Folang Ji people were to be interrogated. The people wanted to see with their own eyes whether those Folang Ji people, who were described as like devils, had three heads, six arms and six faces.

Zhang Lian personally escorted Chen Xi into the official sedan chair. He then turned back to his sedan chair. But before he could take two steps, someone trotted out of the official post. From a distance, he could hear the duck shouting: "Sir, wait for our family..."

It's none other than Chen Xi's deputy envoy Liu Jin.

"Oh, Eunuch Liu is here too? Come on, come on, sit in my sedan chair." Zhang Lian greeted him with a smile.

Chen Xi looked at Liu Jin panting from the sedan window, thinking that this old guy really wanted to get involved in everything. Yesterday, Folang Jiman fired fire at the city. Liu Jin, Mi Lu, Song Laoyue and others hid in the room and dared not come out. Now they want to ask for rewards on their merits, and they are all more enthusiastic than anyone else.

Liu Jin grinned and smiled with big teeth, waving to the people present.

The common people don’t know who this is, but since they are with the imperial envoy, they must be the high-ranking official sent by the court. So before Liu Jin got into the sedan chair, two eggs were stuffed on his hand. Liu Jin muttered happily: "I'm just hungry." He hit the door of the sedan chair and it turned out to be raw eggs, and his hands were covered with sticky things.

"What a fucking bad luck!" Liu Jin wiped the bright liquid on his body, and then got into the sedan chair.

When we arrived outside the prefect's office, there were also many people watching here. When Chen Xi got off the sedan chair, many people surrounded him and wanted to touch his official uniform to show his closeness, but were stopped by the official officer.

Zhang Laowu shouted there: "The imperial envoy is grateful to the villagers, but in order to prevent the little girl from being unfavorable to the imperial envoy, please step back. If there is any person who goes to the former, they will be treated as a thief!"

Zhang Laowu was still a bear bag yesterday, but today he looked like a general standing tall. His tone was quite majestic, and the yamen runners around him looked at him.

The yamen runners were all thinking at this moment. The fifth brother went out to kill the enemy with the imperial envoy yesterday. He was a great hero. We followed him and stood next to him with great might.

When the people heard Zhang Laowu's words, they stopped coming forward, but instead stared at the left and right, wanting to see who continued to move forward. That must be the "detailed work" of the Folang Jiren, which would be detrimental to the imperial envoy.

"Sir, please come in there."

Zhang Lian was extremely enthusiastic, but he was cursing in his heart that this was the unsightly guy who told the story of the imperial envoy taking people to the war yesterday? It was probably another good thing that Zhang Laowu did. Can't you describe the magistrate personally going into battle and conquering the artillery fire to achieve a brilliant victory?

When Chen Xi arrived at the main hall of the prefect's yamen, he saw three Folang Ji people surrounded by more than a dozen yamen runners.

These Franchise men came to negotiate to show peace, but they didn't bring any firearms at all. The sword they carried with them was removed, and there was not even a handy weapon. They were looked at by a group of yamen runners as enemies. The two Manragic translators next to them were so scared that they knelt on the ground.

Seeing Chen Xi and Zhang Lian coming in, these Folang Ji people clearly knew Zhang Lian and said a few words to Zhang Lian as if they were asking for help.

Zhang Lian was confused when he heard this and asked the Manragicans kneeling on the ground: "What did he say?"

If the Malaccas wanted to translate it, they had to first translate it from the Polangji language into the Malacca language, and then tell the other Malaccas, and then translate it into Chinese.

"Back to the Lord."
Chapter completed!