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Chapter 3 Foreign Countries Come to DPRK

Dong-dong-dong-

When the morning bell rang again, the heavy snow all night long had already made the endless buildings in Chang'an wear silver clothes, and shouts of various accents filled the streets. There was no curfew at night, and the gates were not closed for many years. The caravans were loaded with goods from all over the world and were in and out of the market. Horse bells, camel bells and even donkeys were called everywhere. There were also gangs in the rivers and lakes leading horses, stopping and stopping on the dazzling streets.

Ding Ding Ding--

At the end of the vast Zhuque Street, the exotic wind chimes sounded from far to near, and came to Mingde Gate, the gateway of the capital of Dayue.

The unusual sound of bells attracted the attention of travelers entering and leaving. Looking back, I saw a team slowly coming over the official road outside Mingde Gate.

The team was not big, with about 30 people, wearing clothes that were obviously different from those of the Central Plains. The tattoos were complex and gorgeous. There were a large number of silver ornaments on the wrists, necks, and heads. There were a scimitar on the waist and flags. The carriages behind were quite large, but they were placed in Chang'an City, where kings and princes gathered, and they were shabby to transport goods.

The team was led by a tall man, over thirty years old, looking powerful. Next to him was a young woman, sitting on the white camel side, wearing a gorgeous red suit, covered with red gauze embellished with gold silk, her eyes were like green amber, and looked as bright as cat's eyes.

The tourists who entered and left the city gate have been traveling around the world for many years and are knowledgeable. At this time, they are confused and whispered:

"It seems that the dress is from Lingnan, but this flag is not from Nanyue..."

"It doesn't look like that. The woman in the leader is born with blue eyes. I heard that some people on the Hexi Corridor look like this. Could it be that they came from Xiliang?..."

"This woman is really delicious. I have seen many Middle-earth women, which makes people shine. This little waist is thin..."

"Don't talk nonsense, beware of the misfortune coming from the mouth."

"What are you afraid of? She may not understand..."

The whispers rang beside the official road, and the woman sat on the white camel sideways and turned her head:

"Look at it and dig out your eyes."

His words are harsh, but they are authentic and elegant words, and he can't hear the sound from where he speaks.

The two commentators from the world, who were criticizing, froze when they heard the sound. Seeing that there were many people on the other side, they left in shame.

The minor official of the Honglu Temple who had been receiving foreign guests for many years put down his teacup and stood up, and brought his followers to greet him. He just looked at the flag of the team and didn't recognize who he was.

The strength of Dayue's national strength was so strong that the eight deserts and six rivers were shaken. Every few days, foreign barbarians would come to Chang'an to meet the emperor. Some of these envoys were indeed small countries, while others were small tribes with plots of land. None of them could be found on the map. They might be destroyed in two years.

However, as a country of etiquette, the Central Plains is a guest, so they can't dislike the other party's family business and refuse to let them in. At first, Emperor Xiaozong met one by one, but found that these "kings and princes" could not even recognize the words, so in the end they had to arrange them to the Honglu Temple for symbolic reception, rewarding some treasures in the Central Plains and sent them away.

The exotic teams dismounted from the distance of the city gate. They first saluted respectfully to the imperial city on the other side of Zhuque Street, and then led the horse to outside Mingde Gate.

The minor official from Honglu Temple who was receiving the foreign envoy stood in front of the team. He looked at him without seeing where he came from, and then spoke:

"Where did you come from? Do you have a disc book document?"

The tone was a bit arrogant, but the people around him were not surprised. After all, the only ones that could be received seriously by the ministers of the Dayue court were envoys from Northern Qi and Nanyue. Small countries that had never heard of other names came to ask for rewards, so there was no need to be polite.

The man led by the team was quite elegant and raised his hand and said:

"The foreign minister Hu Yanjie set out from Baisha Kingdom on the south side of Zhujing. He crossed thousands of miles to arrive in Chang'an and came to meet the Emperor of Heaven."

The official frowned. Zhu Cliff was on the south side of Lingnan, on the island overseas, with a little bit of fart. Because Nanyue was blocking the middle, I had never heard of the news there.

Hu Yanjie had a respectful expression and took the letter of the country from his entourage and handed it to the officials.

The minor official took it over and opened it and saw that the format of the letter of the country was fair, and the whole article was filled with words of praise and longing, and it was stamped with seals. Then he nodded: "You are here from afar, and you will first follow the official to settle down at the Four Barbarians' Hall to repair it. The letter of the country will be submitted to the emperor. If you want to summon the meeting, you will notify you in advance."

Hu Yanjie took the lead in saluting respectfully, and led his horse to follow the clerk into Chang'an City...

———

At dusk.

After Xu Buling beat the evening drum at the Imperial College, he closed the doors and windows of the room and silently left the Imperial College to look for Zhu Manzhi.

It was no surprise today that the Empress Dowager sent someone to invite Xu Buling to the palace. She must have been very angry. Even Xu Buling came to invite him if he didn't go.

The Empress Dowager lived in the deep palace for a long time and must have an understanding of all matters in the imperial city. Xu Buling wanted to inquire about Jia Yi, so the Empress Dowager was naturally the first choice, so she agreed and entered the palace tomorrow.

As for what kind of treatment he would face when he arrived at Changle Palace tomorrow, Xu Buling could no longer care about so much. The empress dowager could not really strip him alive, but the Dragon Locking Gu was at risk of his life and could really make him die.

Besides, women, I will naturally be happy if I apologize and coax her. After dealing with Mrs. Lu for a year, Xu Buling is experienced in this regard. He doesn't believe that the Empress Dowager is more harsh than Mrs. Lu.

Xu Buling quickly walked to Dayefang along the street and saw Zhu Manzhi standing at the gate of the yard, not wearing her wolf guard uniform, but changing into a gangster, wearing a hat on his head and a masked black scarf on his neck. If it weren't for the wolf guard's waist tag, he would have been dressed in sneaky clothes and had been questioned several times by the officers and soldiers patrolling the streets.

Xu Buling walked nearby and whistled.

Zhu Manzhi, who was watching around, was delighted in front of him and hurriedly led his horse to run over.

The outfits in the world are mostly tight and short, and they pay attention to a flexible and lightweight combination. They are considered tight clothes when paired with leggings, wrist guards, waist tucks, etc. But I wish the branches are not tall but well developed. They jog and sway. I guess practicing martial arts will affect the balance of the body.

Xu Buling glanced at him, and for some reason he remembered the shocking glance last night again, shook his head and chuckled helplessly.

Zhu Manzhi walked up to the front with the horse and said with a smile: "Mr. Xu, why didn't you ride that arrogant horse?"

"I'm confined, the horses are too eye-catching."

Xu Buling turned over and jumped onto Zhumanzhi's horse and stretched out his hand:

"Let's go."

Zhu Manzhi was stunned, her face turned red, and she twisted a little, feeling that she was sitting in Xu Buling's arms when she sat in front, so she took a few steps back, rushed forward and jumped onto the horse, and sat behind Xu Buling.

"Sit firmly, drive-"

Xu Buling did not delay and slammed the horse's belly.

The fierce horse neighed and began to gallop on the street. As soon as he sat on the horse's back, Zhumanzhi, who didn't know where to put his hands, fell back when the center of gravity was unstable.

"ah-"

Zhu Manzhi exclaimed, after all, he was a man from the martial arts world, and there was still some reaction. He hurriedly hugged Xu Buling's waist. Although there was a "cushion" between the two, he still knocked off the hat on his head, revealing his long black hair.

"Sit down."

"Oh... Mr. Xu, why are you running so anxiously..."

"It's almost dark."

“Yes…”

Zhu Manzhi hugged Xu Buling's waist in a little embarrassed manner. The horse ran very quickly, and he was afraid of falling down and did not dare to let go. After a moment of shyness, he saw that Xu Buling had no intention of being dissatisfied, so he stopped saying anything.

The only embarrassment is that both of them are not very thick. Through several layers of clothing, you can still feel the temperature of the broad and thick back, which is numb.
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