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Chapter 277: The Western Region

The joint is called the letter, and it is made of bamboo. The handle is eight feet long, and the three-fold clasp is made of ox tail.

So, what is Jin Yao doing at this time?

Jin Yao left the Cheshi King's City and headed west all the way to Dongqiemi City, which was not as powerful as Cheshi.

Although the Western Region does not have the architectural regulations of the Chinese Zhouli, there are some things in common. The wall of Dongqiemi City controlled by the Cheshi cannot be higher than the King's City of the Cheshi, and the number of soldiers and horses cannot exceed one-third of the Cheshi, that is,

There are about a few thousand people, and they cannot wear armor, and the cavalry cannot exceed a thousand.

Therefore, Jin Yao changed his mind and got a piece of bamboo, and then went to collect oxtails to make a special banner for Chinese envoys. He became an envoy of the Chinese Alliance and walked into Dongqimi City with great swagger.

"Open the door and let King Dongqimi come to see me!" Jin Yao spent a gold to hire an interpreter.

The guards in Dongqimi City looked at Jin Yao in surprise. They didn't want to talk to him at first, but after being translated, they honestly went back and reported the matter.

King Dongqiemi didn't know that there was a Chinese presence to the east of Cheshi, but he thought they would be envoys from countries like Cheshi and Pulei, so he was a little scared, so he honestly brought his guards to the city gate to meet him.

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"Are you King Dongqemi?" Jin Yao asked with a domineering and arrogant attitude as he looked at the pot-bellied King Dongqemi who looked like a rich man.

The translator broke into a cold sweat. Why did he become the translator? People would die!

However, in King Dongqiemi's view, this was the attitude that an envoy from a great power should have, so he invited Jin Yao into the palace more cautiously.

"Meat eaters are despicable!" Jin Yao said contemptuously as he looked at King Dongqimi's reception.

"In our China, only the barbarians can do such rough eating. In our China, there are eight people who don't eat." Jin Yao didn't even sit down and directly refused King Dongqimi's invitation.

"Which one doesn't want to eat?" King Dongqiemi endured his anger. The more arrogant the other party was, the greater his background was, so he could only accompany him in a humble manner.

The translator also looked at Jin Yao curiously. The car doors were welded shut and it was too late to get out of the car. He could only follow Jin Yao until it was dark.

"You will never tire of fine food, and you will never tire of fine meat. You will not eat it if you eat too much, and the fish will be exhausted and the meat will become rotten. You will not eat it. If you look disgusting, you will not eat it. If you smell bad, you will not eat it. If you do not cook it well, you will not eat it. If you do not eat it regularly, you will not eat it. If it is not cut properly, it will not be eaten."

Eat. If you can’t get the sauce, don’t eat. Even though there is a lot of meat, it won’t make you angry. Only wine is immeasurable and it won’t cause chaos. You sell wine and buy preserved fruits, but you won’t eat. If you don’t eat ginger, you won’t eat too much.” Jin Yao said proudly.

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"Uncle, can you speak more plainly?" The translator wanted to cry. Your Chinese language is already difficult to understand, but you are still so concise, how can I translate it?

"To put it simply, the color, aroma, and taste must be complete, the time must be right, and the seat must be upright, otherwise, you won't eat it!" Jin Yao said.

"It tastes bad! Don't eat it!" The extremely concise translation was given to King Dongqimi.

King Dongqie Mi was stunned. He looked at the roasted whole lamb, roasted camel and roasted whole cow that they had prepared. They were filled with rare spices that they didn't usually use, but the other party didn't even look at them.

Just saying it tastes bad?

"Is it so short?" Jin Yao was also stunned for a moment and looked at the translator.

The translator nodded, trustworthy and elegant, I am still very professional.

"This is already our best chef and the best food. The last time the Cheshi envoy came, the reception was also like this!" King Toqimi broke out in a cold sweat, suspecting that the other party was deliberately looking for trouble.

"Can a driver compete with us from China? Are you insulting me?" Jin Yao snorted coldly.

The translator wants to cry, uncle, you are seeking death! Among the top seven in the Western Region, Chaushi is second only to Loulan. Even compared with big countries like Wusun and Dawan, they can compete with each other.

"The King of Chariots will become even weaker when he sees me, the King of China. The envoy thinks that you are insulting him, Your Majesty!" the translator explained carefully.

"Ah?" King Dongqemi was stunned, and then looked at the arrogant Jin Yao, and suddenly thought, could it be the Huns!

The only ones they know are stronger than charioteers are the Xiongnu who occasionally come to raid. If they are really Xiongnu, they seem to understand

Yes, but the Huns’ living habits don’t seem to be that particular, right?

"What a despicable carnivore!" Jin Yao didn't give King Dongqemi a chance to think. He walked up to the roasted golden camel, raised his knife and lowered it with sword light. In an instant, he got off the huge camel and got the most precious thing.

The portion was also cut into square thin slices and placed on a silver plate.

Holding the silver plate, Jin Yao ignored it and went directly to the throne of King Dongqimi.

Just as King Dongqiemi, his ministers and guards were about to step forward to stop him, they saw Jin Yao flatten the silver jug, then his palms turned into red flames, and then he melted the jug into silver water, and finally grabbed it with his bare hands.

With the melted silver water, a pair of tachyons were molded into shape, and he looked at them with indifferent eyes.

So, everyone was scared!

"I can't afford to offend you, Your Majesty!" the minister said, pulling on King Dongqimi's sleeve.

They had only heard of such strength in ancient legends, and it seemed that only the first queen of Loulan had this ability.

"You have to eat meat this way, and drink wine this way!" Jin Yao used the newly made kuaizi to add a piece of meat to the dipping sauce, then put it in his mouth and chewed it, and then chipped a piece of jade on the throne with his fingers.

It looked like a jade bowl, filled with fine wine and swayed gently before being put into the mouth.

This series of operations, rough and elegant at the same time, made everyone present feel that this person's origins were not simple, and the civilization he lived in seemed to be far beyond them.

"Don't say that we in China don't give you a chance. The Huns have been killed by us, so we discovered you. But China has always valued peace, so we sent me as an envoy to you backward places to give you the opportunity to pay tribute.

!" Jin Yao didn't care what King Dongqemi and others were thinking and continued.

He also suddenly thought, how many good things can he bring back? Very few, so he had a big plan, which was to open up trade routes and let the thirty-six countries in the Western Regions bring their things to Xianyang and pay tribute!

"The Xiongnu is dead?" The translator looked at Jin Yao in shock. He knew about the Xiongnu. Otherwise, how could he learn Yayan? In other words, he was originally the Xiongnu's translator, but he belonged to the Youxian King's tribe and had not been with him for many years.

gone back.

"Donghu, Xiongba, Loufan, Linhu, Xiongnu, and the grassland tribes you know are all dead. Now the wormwood on the graves is almost as tall as you. Do you want to go and take a look?" Jin Yao said nonchalantly.

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"Ah?" The translator was shocked, then looked at King Dongqiemi and whispered, "He is an envoy from an extremely powerful kingdom. This kingdom destroyed the Xiongnu who were more powerful than Cha Shi.

He killed Donghu, who was more powerful than the Xiongnu!"

"This..." King Tokyomi just felt that his brain was not enough. The one who was stronger than the charioteer was destroyed, and the one who was more powerful than the charioteer was also destroyed. So, this envoy came from a powerful country that was stronger than the charioteer?


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