Fang Zheng, the attendant of the fifth-rank scattered cavalry, killed the horses of the Turkic envoys outside the city gate in front of the officials and the people, and ordered the soldiers to dry the blood of two hundred horses and sprinkle them on the official road. This explosive news spread rapidly like a plague to every corner of the capital, causing an uproar. What is even more surprising is that the Turkic people, who were famous for their brutal warfare, did not use force after a brief confrontation.

This incident led to two consequences. First, Fang Zheng's name spread throughout the streets and alleys, and the people in the city regarded him as a national hero. For a time, Master Fang's reputation was so great that thousands of families had Buddhas and praised them. Second, dozens of censors from the court submitted memorials overnight, unanimously impeached Fang Zheng regardless of the overall situation of the court. In order to vent his personal anger, he offended the "friendly countries" and asked the emperor to punish him.

The court and the people were in chaos because of Fang Zheng, but Fang Zheng arranged the residence of Datata and his group, and at noon the next day, he continued to stand outside the city gate, waiting for the envoy sent by another Turkic Khan Gudulu.

This time, Fang Zheng learned a good deed. He first ordered people to inquire about the itinerary of the Turkic envoys. After he was not far from the capital for others to repay them, he led Wei Chengde, Feng Qiudao and three thousand soldiers to the outside of the city to greet him.

Wei Chengde stood outside the city and seemed worried all the time, sighed and said, "Mr. Fang... Now the court's remarks are very unfavorable to you, you have to be careful."

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Did Lord Wei say I kill the horse and let blood? Haha, I think this is my proud work in my life. To promote the prestige of the Chinese Dynasty and to enhance the spirit of the people, the court should reward me."

Wei Chengde said: "Mr. Fang, don't take this matter too simply. I know that you have a grudge with Pan Shangshu. They are waiting to take your handle. Yesterday's killing of horses was still a turnaround, but why did you still have to bleed in front of the Turkic envoy? This is not...ah! Isn't this causing trouble for yourself?"

Fang Zheng sneered: "Master Wei, the Turks have repeatedly invaded the border and committed suicide in the territory of our country. They killed and plundered people and plundered them in our country. I just humiliated them once in front of them. What? The court is so big, and there are more than a hundred civil and military officials, but none of them dare to offend such a "friendly country"? Do we have to lie on the ground and obey orders to be considered loyal ministers and good people? In this way, such loyal ministers are not done!"

Wei Chengde seemed to have been aroused by blood. He smiled and said with a long smile: "Mr. Fang is talking about the ghosts and monsters in the court! Mr. Fang is young but has such an unyielding character. I am not talented and I am willing to go with you!" As he said that, he grabbed Fang Zheng's hand and shook it hard.

Feng Qiudao also added a hand and said coolly: "And I am."

Fang Zheng looked at the three big hands that overlapped each other and couldn't help but fight a cold war. He quickly pulled his hands back and rubbed his goosebumps' arms, and said dissatisfiedly: "Hey, what's wrong with you ancient people? Just talk carefully. Why do you always hold other people's hands?"

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Fang Zheng and his team didn't wait long before another group of Turkic envoys arrived.

There were only about one hundred people and they were all riding horses, but the speed was not fast. When they reached the official road covered with blood, an old man in the lead saw a striking wooden sign standing by the roadside with four big words "The Hu people dismounted the horse".

The old man was stunned and stopped the horse, then stared at the dark red official Taoist whose bloody smell was floating under his feet, thinking. Then he smiled silently and turned over and dismounted with a calm expression. The hundred Turks behind him saw that the old man had dismounted, without saying a word, also got off the horse and followed the old man with a horse to walk towards Fang Zheng and others.

Fang Zheng couldn't help frowning and whispered to Wei Chengde and Feng Qiudao: "This old thing is not simple..." Seeing Wei Chengde staring at him dissatisfied, Fang Zheng quickly changed his words: "This old man is not simple. We have to be very energetic when negotiating with him, otherwise we will definitely lose money."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man had led the Turks to them.

Fang Zheng smiled and went forward, smiling and said, "Ah! Welcome! The entourage has worked hard all the way. Have you eaten? Haven't you eaten yet? Let's go to the city to have something... Lord Lu, Lu Hongwen! Damn, where did this guy go? Who will translate it for me?"

Unexpectedly, the old man smiled slightly and said in fluent Chinese: "I'm waiting for you, I'll wait all the way, but I haven't eaten yet..."

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Let's go! Let's go to Guiyuelou, I'll treat you... Huh? Do you speak Chinese?"

The old man smiled and said, "When I was young, I traveled and studied in your country and read books. I admired Central Plains culture very much and understood Chinese."

Fang Zhengxi said: "That's good. There is less translation among us, so it's much easier to communicate."

So Fang Zheng introduced Wei Chengde and Feng Qiudao to the old man. After introducing each other, Fang Zheng realized that the old man was of great origin. His identity was the Turkic national teacher, named Mojilian, and was the most trusted arm support of Gudulu Khan. His status was second only to Khan and he enjoyed a high prestige among the various Turkic tribes.

Fang Zheng's mind kept turning, Gu Dulu even sent out his No. 1 think tank, which shows how much he attached to this negotiation. What is certain is that their bottom line must be very low. At that time, the young master, I will open my mouth and ask for hundreds of millions of taels of silver. I am afraid it is not impossible.

Fang Zheng smiled and reached out to invite him, and entered the city side by side with Mojilian. The whole process of the greeting was very harmonious and friendly, just like an old friend who had been meeting for many years. On the surface, it seemed that the meeting between brothers was just like this.

Fang Zheng and Mojilian greeted each other while walking. Mojilian hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help asking: "Sir Fang, I just saw a sign standing next to the official road, this..."

Fang Zheng pretended to think for a while, then suddenly said, "Oh--you say that, alas! National Master, please don't get me wrong. We have no meaning of racial discrimination. I really want to speak up for you. You said, you are all Turkic people, but why are the quality so different? "

Then Fang Zheng said yesterday with great qigong, and finally he said: "National Master, Nadata is really too much. Later, when he saw that he had caused trouble, he wanted to argue that he was an envoy sent by Gudulu Khan. I thought, it was not possible. Gudulu Khan was famously gentle, elegant, polite. The envoys he sent would definitely not be as arrogant and domineering as Datula..."

Fang Zheng saw Moji listen with a smile and said nothing, but his eyes were filled with disbelief. Fang Zheng thought to himself, this old man is not stupid, it is a bit difficult to fool him, and it may be a bit hopeful to add some lies to the truth.

So Fang Zheng continued: "Speaking of Nadata's qi fu is really good. Yesterday I ordered someone to kill their horses and release horse blood in front of them. However, Datata is very well cultivated. Haha, he said that he was convinced by virtue. It doesn't matter if I want to kill his horse. Just kill it until I submit..."

When Mojilian heard this, his expression finally changed. He hesitated: "I know this man, Datata. He is a man of wisdom and courage under Mochu. He has a strong temper. How could he let you kill his horse?"

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "I don't know this. Anyway, he told me at that time that the soldiers under Modu Khan's command were as broad as grasslands, as eagles or something. They would never be as petty and petty as Gudu Lu Khan. They also said that alliance with them was the best choice for my Huachao, just like goshawks chose the blue sky, cattle and sheep chose fat grass, etc.... You Turkic people have too many metaphors, and I don't understand them very much, so that's it."

Mo Jilian's eyes flashed with a hint of a ray of fierceness when he heard this, and his pupils shrank to the size of a needle, but his tone was still the same as usual: "He really said that?"

Fang Zheng nodded and said, "Why am I lying to you? We were there yesterday, and we all saw it with our own eyes and heard it with our own ears. Oh, National Master, we hit it off at first sight. Don't you like to say something like this outsider. I heard that the two Khans are brothers. Is it necessary to make a difference for the sake of such a little property? How good is the family to be harmonious? Now that we have become enemies, we have made everyone uneasy. - You don't know that Datata scolds your Gudulu Khan yesterday, which is so ugly. Even an outsider like me can't listen..."

Fang Zheng was using his eloquence to provoke and disagree, and Mojilian suddenly burst out two words from his teeth: "A man!"

Fang Zheng was stunned: "What?"

Mojilian came back to his senses and apologized: "I'm sorry, Lord Fang, I'm not scolding you, but Datata. When he was under the tent of my Gudulu Da Khan, he was as gentle as a well-behaved sheep, but he didn't expect that he was an unfamiliar wolf!"

Fang Zheng breathed a little relieved. After spending so much saliva, he finally achieved a little effect.

Of course, the penniless Young Master Fang could not really invite the national teacher to dinner. After settling them down, Fang Zheng led Wei Chengde and Feng Qiudao to bid farewell to the national teacher and left.

Old Man Wei asked as he walked, "Mr. Fang, when will the negotiation be negotiated? Have you decided to come down?"

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Mr. Wei, don't worry. Let the two of them have fun in our capital for a few days, have fun, sing, dance, and call the lady. They do whatever they want. Haha, let's continue to live our lives without delay."

Old Man Wei said anxiously: "Sir Fang, it's not a big deal to just throw them in the inn and ignore them."

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Don't worry, the Turks are more anxious than us. The fire is burning to their butts. How can they have the heart to eat, drink and have fun? Let's wait with peace of mind. In less than two days, they will beg us to negotiate."

As he said that, Fang Zheng blinked at Wei Chengde: "Do you want to make a bet?"

Wei Chengde smiled bitterly and said, "The emperor sent you to negotiate, and he really chose the right person. I admire him..."

Fang Zheng laughed secretly: You ancient people definitely didn’t understand what negotiating psychology is. What it means to attack the enemy must first attack the heart. This is similar to the knowledge of picking up girls. The more anxious you are, the more you will be able to mess up...

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