After all, it is winter. Even in Chengdu, the temperature is inevitably a bit colder. There are no clouds in the sky. It is white and almost colorless, as if it is covered by a huge curtain. Only the occasional winter sky flies by.
Birds can leave some sound and shadow.
A team of more than 20 people drove slowly from north to south along the official road. More than a dozen knights guarded the surroundings, and their armor was obviously different from that of the Shu army. Because of Qin Feng, Hanzhong was defeated one after another, and Shu
There was some chaos in the country, but the number of pedestrians and merchants traveling to and from Chengdu increased. They noticed this team and subconsciously cast curious glances.
"Looking at their attire, these knights are horse troops of the Northern Han Dynasty!"
A businessman with some knowledge revealed his identity, which caused some fluctuations and some doubts: "Who is sitting in the carriage?"
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"It should be the envoy from the Northern Han Dynasty! I heard that the imperial court is planning to negotiate peace!"
"The imperial court intends to negotiate peace. It should send an envoy east to Kaifeng. How could it be that the envoy from the Northern Han Dynasty came?" Someone raised an objection.
"Maybe the Northern Han Dynasty also wants to negotiate peace?"
"..."
The two pack horses, spurred by the coachman, walked towards the city of Chengdu at a leisurely pace with four hooves. There was plenty of space in the carriage, and the Han envoy Zhao Pu was sitting in it. In addition, there was a beautiful woman with a petite and exquisite figure.
, his beautiful appearance was given to him by a Shu minister when he was passing the customs. Zhao Pu naturally accepted it with a smile. It was quite a hard journey and he was in need of a lovely person to take care of him. Even this carriage was
It was given by Shu ministers along the way.
This trip to Shu took a full month from Tokyo to Chengdu. Winter had a great impact on traffic, especially the Sichuan-Shaanxi Post Road. Zhao Pu had personally experienced this journey.
The mountain plank road is dangerous and difficult to navigate. I knew it was difficult before, but after experiencing it, I realized what was going on. One of the attendants fell off a cliff and died on the way.
The reason for walking very slowly was not only due to the weather and the road, but also because Zhao Pu deliberately stayed at important points, observing and recording them carefully in the name of sightseeing.
After entering the basin, it was much more comfortable, the road was easier to walk, there were more opportunities to stop and replenish supplies, and the Shu generals were very welcoming and preferential treatment along the way.
The escorting officer turned his horse around, galloped to the front of the carriage, and reported in a low voice: "Shilang Zhao, there are still ten miles to go before we reach Chengdu! An official from Shu has come to report that Meng Xuanzhe, King of Qin in Shu, is waiting at the post in front to greet him.
!”
When Zhao Pu was on his mission this time, Liu Chengyou specially gave him the title of Minister of Rites. The month-long journey was always exhausting both physically and mentally. When he opened the curtain and looked forward, he saw a wilderness full of fields, ditches and fields.
The village, a flat road, extends to the south. At the far end of the line of sight, you can vaguely see the large southwestern city in the mist: "We are finally here!"
Looking at both sides, Zhao Pu couldn't help but laugh when he noticed the Shu people talking about it: "Even though their faces are full of worry, these Shu people still have the leisure to talk!"
"Don't be anxious, just keep going at this speed!" Zhao Pu thought for a while and said to the escorting officer: "General He, please go down and tell the entourage to cheer up and show the magnanimity of my great country!"
"yes!"
The escorting officer was named He Jiyun. He was the son of the late commander He Fujin. He was transferred from Long Jie's army and became an envoy military attaché.
"Have you ever been to Chengdu City?" Zhao Pu put down the curtain and looked at the beautiful maid waiting beside him, and asked curiously.
He shook his head obediently, with a hint of expectation in his charming eyes, and responded softly: "Your servant has only heard of it."
"That's just right. I will take you to see Jinguan City this time, and you can also see your King Qin!" After saying that, Zhao Pu laughed twice: "Zu'er is a small country, but it is safe and narrow. I don't know how thick the sky is and how high it is.
Dare to claim the throne!"
In front of Chengdu City North Post, hundreds of Shu palace guards stood on guard, and several officials waited respectfully on the left side of the road. In the open space, several precious carpets were laid out, with emerald screens erected on the sides and small gilded cases.
, with melons, fruits, snacks, and imperial wine warmed, Meng Xuanzhe, the King of Qin in Houshu, was sitting there, hugging two beauties on the left and right in his arms, and making fun of them from time to time.
The letter of credence was delivered early. When they learned that the Northern Han Dynasty had come to envoy on their own initiative, the kings and ministers of Shu were relieved, but Meng Chang paid even more attention to it and ordered the generals and ministers along the way to be courteous. Today, Prince Meng Xuanzhe and Prime Minister Wu Zhao
Yi went out of the city to greet him.
However, looking at Meng Xuanzhe's splendid scene, he seemed to be out for an outing, but the Shu ministers who were receiving him did not dare to say anything. Even so, Meng Xuanzhe was a little impatient, looked at the official road, and complained.
Said: "Didn't you say it's almost here? After waiting for so long, it hasn't arrived yet. This Han envoy must be too trusting! No wait, I have to go back to the city..."
After hearing what he said, Wu Zhaoyi's old face couldn't help but twitch, he stepped forward, bowed his hands, and consoled him: "Your Highness, please hold on for a moment, the Han envoy is coming!"
"In the middle of winter, in the twelfth lunar month, eating in the wind and drinking frost outside in this hotel, can you afford to freeze my body?" Meng Xuanzhe raised his eyebrows and asked.
Wu Zhaoyi felt a little helpless and could only remain respectful and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, please be patient and don't let down His Majesty's instructions."
When Meng Chang was mentioned, Meng Xuanzhe finally became more honest. He muttered something, looked at Wu Zhaoyi, and pointed to a soft cushion next to the jade case: "Ms. Wu, you are not young anymore. You have stood for such a long time. How can you sit down?"
Let’s take a rest!”
Wu Zhaoyi shook his head: "Thank you for your kindness, your highness. I am still strong and strong, but I can still persevere!"
Meng Xuanzhe pursed his lips, which seemed to mean that he did not know good from evil. Meng Xuanzhe was the eldest son of Meng Chang. He was not yet eighteen years old. Although he was young, he was famous in Chengdu for being arrogant, extravagant and playful.
of.
Just as Wu Zhaoyi had comforted him, after a while, Zhao Pu and his party finally arrived late. After getting off the car, they looked around and their eyes fell on Meng Xuanzhe and Wu Zhaoyi. Without saying a word, they put their hands behind their backs.
Standing there, waiting for someone to greet him, he showed off the style of a large country in the Central Plains.
Seeing this, many Shu ministers were unhappy, but Wu Zhaoyi stepped forward and saluted: "I, Wu Zhaoyi, and His Highness the King of Qin, by order of the Emperor of Shu, are here to welcome the noble envoy!"
After tugging off Meng Xuanzhe's sleeve a little, Meng Xuanzhe made a salute reluctantly and glared at Zhao Pu: "Coming here will really make it easier for the rest of us to wait!"
"I've been waiting for you for a long time, but please forgive me!" Zhao Pu finally had some reaction. He smiled and said without any embarrassment: "The road to Shu is rugged and difficult to walk..."
As he said that, he paid attention to Meng Xuanzhe's appearance, and the impatience and anger on his eyebrows. He understood in his heart, and there was a little joy in his eyes. Since entering Shu, what he has seen and heard is all amazing.
Things that make people happy. In front of them is Meng Xuanzhe's arrogance and arrogance...
After communicating for a while in front of the post, Wu Zhaoyi led Zhao Pu and his entourage into the city to rest, arranged to stay in a hotel, accompanied them personally, and entertained them with a sumptuous banquet before returning to the Shu Palace to resume their duties.
With this arrangement, firstly, the Han envoys were tired from the journey and needed a rest. Secondly, once the Han envoys arrived, the monarchs and ministers of Shu needed to discuss carefully how to deal with them.
At night, in the hotel, a bit of cold wind penetrated through the cracks in the doors and windows, causing the candlelight to sway. Zhao Pu sat on the couch, drinking tea, soaking his feet in the steaming basin. The beauty was short and gentle.
Massaging him.
There was a comfortable expression on his face, and he couldn't help but sigh: "The tea is good, the water is good, and the people are good. Chengdu is a great place. This winter, it is much more comfortable than Tokyo!"
As the hot water ran out, the pedicure service came to an end. The maid wiped her feet carefully, put on shoes and socks, and covered them with a mattress to keep warm. She always had a gentle smile on her delicate face.
To be honest, Zhao Pu has never experienced such tenderness in Tokyo.
After the maid went out with the water, Zhao Pu's expression slowly became serious, and he thought seriously about his mission. As I said again, negotiating peace is secondary, and exploring the truth is the main thing. Based on what he has seen and heard on the way south,