In the evening, Zhao Mu'an, the steward of the palace, came with fifty cavalry to escort the Song Dynasty envoy. Fang Zian and others had already gathered in the vestibule waiting. When Zhao Mu'an saw that Fang Zian was the only one going to the prince's palace, he hurriedly asked.

"Where is Mr. Shi? Why haven't you seen him?"

Fang Zian waved his hand and said: "Master Shi is ill and cannot go to the banquet. I will go on behalf of Master Shi."

Zhao Muan frowned and said, "Then how can this old man deal with the prince?"

Fang Zian frowned and said: "Speaking of being unwell, which one is more important, your prince's banquet, or Mr. Shi's health? If you can't pay the job, do you have to let Mr. Shi drag his illness to the banquet?"

Zhao Mu'an heard that Fang Zian's words were not good, and he laughed quickly and said: "I don't mean what I mean. In that case, Master Fang will go. But why did Master Fang bring so many people with him? Didn't I say that we will bring people to escort Master Fang?"

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Fang Zian laughed and said: "You are really a long-winded manager, don't you think there are too many people? Then I won't go, you can go back. I just brought thirty brothers to see the world, how can you do this?

Too many things to do? I won’t go, I won’t go. Tonight we will prepare some food and drinks by ourselves, and our family will have a banquet, and we will be very happy."

After hearing this, Lei Hu and others shouted: "That's right, I won't go, I won't go, it's really a lot of trouble. Who cares about going to the banquet? How many banquets have we, Master Shi and Master Fang, given to you, Prime Minister Zuo?"

I promised to go, but I didn’t know there would be so many things. I won’t go.”

Zhao Mu'an said hurriedly: "Master Fang, please don't be angry. He is just talking too much. Let's go quickly. The prince and the guests are waiting for you."

Fang Zian was surprised and asked: "Are there many guests tonight?"

Zhao Mu'an smiled mysteriously and said: "Yes, if you are hosting a banquet for the Song Dynasty imperial envoy, you will naturally need many people to accompany you. Not to mention, you will know when we get there."

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Wanyangun's Prince's Palace is located outside the west gate of the New Palace. When he arrived at the palace, Fang Zian thought it was part of the palace, because the palace was a brand new building with extremely high regulations. From the outside, he could see the palace in the palace.

Yu. In this era of strict hierarchy, officials' residences are regulated. Only those who can build palaces to live in can do so. Ordinary people living in such palaces will be beheaded.

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Wanyangun's mansion was obviously brand new. It was grander, larger, more glorious and luxurious than Xiao Yu's Prime Minister's Palace. After entering the main entrance and walking on the wide road leading to the main hall in front, there was a constant stream of servants and maids in the corridors to the left and right, holding food in their hands.

Boxes of drinks and various things were going back and forth. It was a busy time. It wasn't dark yet and everywhere was already brightly lit.

After ordering people to lead Lei Hu and others to the side hall for settlement, Zhao Muan led Fang Zian outside the side hall where there was a lot of people, smiled and said with cupped hands: "Master Fang, wait a moment, I will go and report."

Fang Zian nodded and stood outside the door with his hands behind his hands. The sound of unbridled laughter kept coming from the side hall, a hoarse and rough voice kept mumbling something, and a group of people laughed loudly in agreement, like

The roar of a pack of hyenas is so unpleasant.

Suddenly, the noise inside stopped abruptly. A moment later, someone at the door shouted loudly: "Master Fang, the envoy of the Song Dynasty, has arrived!"

Fang Zian shook up his clothes and walked in.

In the corridor of the side hall, the flickering lights were dim and obscure. On both sides of the corridor, more than a dozen maids and servants stood on both sides and bowed their hands in salute.

Their faces could not be seen clearly, only their weird clothes and hair buns could be seen. Fang Zian walked past a white tiger skin screen in front of him with his head held high, and his eyes suddenly opened up, filled with bright lights. In the huge side hall, dozens of people

People from the Jin Kingdom were wearing strange robes, staring at themselves. On a large chair in the middle, a middle-aged man of short stature, wearing a fur cloak, with a half-bald head and a sinewy face was sitting.

There, a huge circular chandelier hung above the head, with dozens of giant candles lit on it, illuminating the entire hall.

"Hello, everyone. Please be polite below, Zian." Fang Zian cupped his hands and saluted around him with a smile.

Everyone around him stared at him without saying a word, without a trace of smile on their faces. They all stared at Fang Zian like evil wolves.

Fang Zian spread his hands and said with a smile: "What's wrong? So rude? I'm saying hello to you, so I have to give you a response."

"Uh-huh!" The short man on the chair stood up, coughed heavily, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you Fang Zian? Why are you the only one here? Where is the envoy Shi Hao?"

Only then did Fang Zian really see clearly the dress of the man on the chair. The man's bun was a yin and yang style, with his hair scattered all over and tied into small braids. The ends of the braids seemed to be tied with various gems, because under the light

Under the illumination, the man's neck was filled with light and colorful colors. For a moment, Fang Zian thought of the pig's head on the lantern altar table in the temple. It was so similar. Fang Zian also accepted the aesthetics of these golden people.

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"This one must be Prime Minister Wanyan Zuo. I, Fang Zian, have met Prime Minister Zuo." Fang Zian cupped his hands and said.

"I have a question for you. Where is Shi Hao? Why don't you come to the banquet? Do you look down on me?" That man was none other than Wanyan Gun, the younger brother of the gold lord Wan Yanliang, and the left prime minister of the Jin Kingdom.

"If you don't reply, are you looking down on the prince?"

"Young envoy Song, you have quite a big air. Why are you so showy? How dare you not come to the prince's banquet?"

"Why don't you explain the reason quickly?"

There was a roar of wailing and scolding in the palace, and a group of guests from the Kingdom of Jin loudly echoed and scolded.

Fang Zian stood there with his hands behind his back and said nothing, looking up at the big chandelier above his head.

"Fang Zian, why don't you answer what I said? Do you look down on me too?" Wanyan Gun shouted sternly.

Fang Zian glanced at Wanyan Gun and said loudly: "I'm waiting for these people to shut up. My lord, you Jin people are really rude. After all, I am also your invited guest. What are these people yelling at?"

It’s really embarrassing for your prince. If you want to ask me something, don’t you know how to ask politely? There was a lot of noise, which made my ears hurt.”

Wanyan Gun laughed loudly, stared at Fang Zian and said, "Are you asking politely? In front of you Song people, do we need to be polite? Hahahaha."

"Hahahaha, he wants us to be polite to him. It's really funny."

"My Dajin iron hoof and mace are my courtesy and courtesy to the people of the Song Dynasty. It is ridiculous that a Song Dynasty person actually wants my Dajin officials to be polite to them."

The whole hall was leaning back and forth with unbridled laughter, as if they had heard the funniest joke in the world. Indeed, in their hearts, the people of the Song Dynasty were no longer qualified to be equal to the Jin people at the moment when Bianliang City was defeated. The people of the Song Dynasty were already

They lost the awe and respect the Jin people had for them.

"The tribe of barbarians is incomprehensible." Fang Zian sneered.

"What did you say? Are you looking for death?" Wanyangun heard this clearly and became furious. He stretched out his hand and pulled out the scimitar inlaid with gems from his waist, and shouted sternly.

"It's not polite to come and go. Your Majesty has humiliated me, so I will return it. I had known that today's banquet would not be a good one, but I still thought that as the prince of the Jin Kingdom and an important official in the court, your Majesty should at least know some basic etiquette. No.

They will be like those barbarians who eat raw hair and drink blood. Now it seems... Hehe! But Er Er! The prince wants to kill someone? I am an envoy of the Song Dynasty. Kill me, kill me openly. The prince has to consider the consequences. I am not afraid of death.

If I'm afraid of death, I won't come to the Kingdom of Jin, and I won't attend today's banquet." Fang Zian said coldly.

Wanyan Gun chuckled and said, "Song people are very talkative, as expected. I kindly invite you envoys from the Song Dynasty to come to the banquet to give you face. It was agreed that Shi Hao would come, but he temporarily excused himself and let you...

The little deputy envoy came to prevaricate me, which is disrespectful to me. You don't respect me, do I still need to be polite to you?"

Fang Zian sneered and said: "Master Shi is ill. I have made it very clear to Manager Zhao. Why do you ask me again? Do you still want to come to the banquet if you are sick?"

"That's nonsense. You were very lively a few days ago, and you even went to Prime Minister Xiao's house to drink. What's wrong? Xiao Yu invited you, so you went. I invited you, and you got sick? It's clear that you look down on me." Wanyan

Gon shouted.

Every time Fang Zian heard a word from Wanyan Gun, he felt relieved. This guy is obviously a vulgar person, and it is actually the best to deal with this kind of person. What Fang Zian fears most is the kind of person who is full of bad intentions and will do whatever it takes to do anything.

, a person with no bottom line. Wanyan Gun may also be a person with no bottom line, but he is obviously the kind of person who has no brains.

"Prime Minister Wanyan, if you insist on thinking so, I have nothing to say. What I can tell you is that since Prime Minister Xiao hosted a banquet for us that night, Mr. Shi became ill. That night we were attacked by an unknown person.

Mr. Shi was frightened by the attack by the gangsters. He has been suffering from fever and headache, which has not yet recovered. Prime Minister Wanyan wants to blame, then blame the gangsters who suddenly attacked us. How can you blame us? We came to you from the Song Dynasty

Jin Kingdom, if you don't protect us properly, there are gangsters attacking the envoys of the Song Dynasty in Yanjing City, are you embarrassed?" Fang Zian said loudly.

Wanyan Gun was stunned, spread his hands and asked: "Is there such a thing? There was an attack on the envoys of the Song Dynasty in Yanjing Mansion? How could I not know? Do you know?"

"I've never heard of it, what are you talking about? How could such a thing happen? It's just nonsense." A group of people shouted.

Fang Zian sneered and said, "You can say whatever you like. Prime Minister Xiao has testified about this. He was at the scene at the time. If his people hadn't saved us, we would have died at the hands of the gangsters. Believe it or not. Wanyan

Prime Minister, if you get angry and shout to kill Master Shi because he didn't come, then there's nothing I can do about it. I came to the banquet for the sake of Prime Minister Wanyan. Originally, we rejected many invitations and decided not to attend any banquets again.

If you, Prime Minister Wanyan, hadn't invited me, I wouldn't have come. If you insist on finding a reason to kill me, what else can I say? I can only say that there is no excuse for trying to incriminate me."

Wanyan Gen stared at Fang Zian, the scimitar in his hand flashed with silver light, and his eyes were fierce. Fang Zian looked at him indifferently, with a look of disdain. Wanyan Gen suddenly raised the sword, and with a sound of Canglang, the scimitar was sheathed,
Chapter completed!