Chapter 22 You see, he slandered me, he slandered me!
Ambassador Yang...
Ambassador Yang and Zhu Yuanzhang were actually giving each other a step down. After all, everyone needs to be more mature and rational after the quarrel.
It is certain that Zhu Yuanzhang was reluctant to kill him.
His Majesty the Emperor was prepared to take him as his own from the very beginning.
Treasures like his are an irresistible temptation for any talented and ambitious monarch. He is much better than a beautiful woman who can conquer a country. For Zhu Yuanzhang, a beauty who can conquer a country and a city is easily available, but he is like this
The treasure-type man is a pie-in-the-sky miracle.
So, conquer!
Make him willingly fall at his feet.
But Yang Feng refused to give in and always resisted him. In the end, His Majesty the Emperor couldn't stop.
Now we just give each other a step forward. It can be regarded as a draw in the first round. No one loses face. We take a break for the time being.
Waiting for the next round.
Next game...
"Ambassador Yang, this is the Ming Dynasty. You must abide by the etiquette of the Ming Dynasty. When you come to see Your Majesty, you must submit to the robes of the Ming Dynasty and perform five bows and three kowtows."
Cao Yangzhi, an official of the Palace Etiquette Department, said.
"Yang is an envoy of our country and has equal diplomatic relations with the Ming Dynasty. He is not a vassal who comes to pay tribute. Wearing official uniforms of the Ming Dynasty is tantamount to treason. Does your country encourage treason? As for the ritual of five bows and three kowtows, our country has long abolished it, and I have no legs or feet.
Well, these knees just won’t bend.”
Yang Feng said.
So Zhu Yuanzhang is waiting for him here!
As an envoy, he has to formally meet with His Majesty the Emperor and hand over his credentials. The credentials are easy to handle. Even if he can't write calligraphy, he can let Xiaoyu do it for him. This little girl also knows how to play chess, calligraphy and painting. She is probably in the palace.
Li also cherished the ideal of having a palace fight, but it was just a twist of fate that he was thrown to take care of a little kid, and now that kid was thrown to take care of him. In the end, he could only put aside his ambition and feed the pigs honestly...
Also feed chickens.
But for Yang Feng, there is still the necessary stage of audience for an official envoy.
This requires kneeling and a big salute, five bows and three kowtows, which is the highest level of audience ceremony for the emperor in the Ming Dynasty.
"Ambassador Yang, since your country is here for friendly relations, you should respect the Ming Dynasty. Even if you are a guest in other people's homes, you should do as you please. No matter what the etiquette is in your country, in the Ming Dynasty, you must abide by the Ming Dynasty etiquette.
Our Ming Dynasty is a country of etiquette, and this etiquette cannot be careless.
Moreover, etiquette is a mutual courtesy. I, the Ming Dynasty, treat you with courtesy, but you want to be rude to the Ming Dynasty. Is this the case in your country?"
Cao Yangzhi said.
"Etiquette is mutual. Could it be that when I give five bows and three kowtows to the emperor of your country, he also gives me five bows and three kowtows?"
Yang Feng said with a pure face.
"It's bold, it's simply outrageous and rude. You are just using the art of heresy to confuse the public with your evil words. Your Majesty just wants to see what you want, so you are forbearing. However, you think you are successful. You are so arrogant and have no fear of being punished by your Majesty.
Are you asked to go to that execution ground and receive those 3,600 knives?"
Cao Yangzhi shouted angrily, unable to bear it.
"You have seen, he slandered me, he slandered me, I am the envoy of Daxia, who came from six hundred years later to make peace with the Ming Dynasty. This has been confirmed by your emperor, but you say that I am a heretic?
You are deceiving the public with your lies. Do you mean that your emperor’s imperial edict is nonsense and he is deceiving the people of the world? Cao Xuban, you are so brave. As a minister of the Ming Dynasty, you criticize your emperor. I want to ask you,
Are officials in the Ming Dynasty so arrogant?"
Yang Feng shouted.
Cao Yangzhi took a deep breath...
"I am very loyal to His Majesty, so I don't need you as an outsider to worry about me."
After saying that, he quickly turned around, flicked his sleeves and went back.
Because I was walking in a hurry, I stepped on a pothole on the mountain road and almost fell on the chicken droppings next to me.
"He feels guilty, he feels guilty!"
Yang Feng said.
"Ambassador Yang's unintentional words may lead to the destruction of innocent people's families."
Zhang Xianzong, who had been watching from the side, said quietly.
Zhang Hanlin’s current identity is the Ming Dynasty’s Ambassador Extraordinary and Plenipotentiary to Daxia...
Since it is an equal diplomatic relationship, of course the Ming Dynasty also has an ambassador. However, the Ming Dynasty does not have a time travel machine. It is impossible to send Ambassador Zhang to six hundred years in the future. That means he can only work in Yang Feng's embassy, so there are more ambassadors on Mount Wutai.
There is only a tent, and poor Zhang Hanlin can only come here to blow the wind. However, the Ministry of Industry has arranged for people to carry out measurements and planning here, and even some civilians are already cleaning up the top of the mountain. Next, they will build an embassy for Yang Feng, and of course Zhang Hanlin
I will also work in this embassy.
"What does that have to do with me? Your emperor is willing to take life and death, and whoever he is willing to kill and his whole family will be considered unlucky. What does that have to do with me, an outsider?
But can you tell me, do all you civil servants have the same thoughts as him?"
Yang Feng said.
"You are not talking about strange powers and chaos. What's more, what you said is even more ridiculous. Not only the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, but also I don't believe it. As for your things, they are nothing more than left-handed techniques. Since ancient times, there have been many people who want to use left-handed ways to get ahead.
, Your Excellency is just not taking the usual path, but Zhang is very curious, how long will you prepare to perform this scene? "
Zhang Xianzong sat down on the wicker chair and said.
It is estimated that he has completely despaired of his future and has lost all hope. However, it is understandable that the original editor of the Hanlin Academy can be said to have an infinitely bright future...
"Do you know your original ending in history?"
"Please enlighten me."
"You did very well in the Hongwu Dynasty, and you would be promoted to Minister of the Ministry of Industry in a few years. After the emperor died, you were exiled to Xingzhou due to some unforeseen circumstances that I cannot tell. You ate sand there for many years. Later,
When the emperor conquered Cochin, you went with the army and was appointed as the first chief envoy of Cochin. You couldn't bear the hot climate there and fell ill and died in office. You were only forty-six when you died."
Yang Feng said.
I have already asked the squad leader to check this for him.
After all, he only knew so few people in the past few days in Ming Dynasty.
He also checked on the little princess and found that she lived a long life and lived until the Baozong period. She was a widow at a young age and remained a widow until she was eighty-three.
But her mother paid tribute from Bangzi.
"This life is not in vain."
Zhang Xianzong said calmly.
It's obvious that he doesn't believe this nonsense.
"You'll die at forty-six."
Yang Feng emphasized.
"If you reach the age of forty, you will have no regrets in this life, let alone six more years. If a man is determined to serve his country and open up new territories for the country, it doesn't matter even if he dies in a foreign land."
Zhang Xianzong said.
"If you are ambitious, your home is Ninghua, and Wuyi Mountain is a tea-producing area. I have a new tea-making method that can preserve tea for a longer period of time and make it more popular overseas even if it travels across the ocean."
"Tea is government-run, and the baht cannot leave the customs. You want to seduce us into committing a crime? Moreover, Wuyi Mountain tea is a tribute, and there are rules for making any kind of tea. Who do you want to sell your new tea to?"
"Uh, tea is still so troublesome?"
"Tea? Your Majesty exchanges tea leaves from the Western Fan for more than 10,000 war horses every year. Do you want to undermine the court's horse administration? The last person who tried to get involved in tea was His Majesty's consort. He was beheaded by His Majesty. It is something that even the Consort cannot touch. You
Let me, a seventh-grade official, get involved?"
"But my new tea will last longer."
"Tea is unique to the Ming Dynasty. There is a tea-horse trade after leaving the customs. Those herdsmen in Xifan are good to have tea. As for the good or bad, they are the same. Even if they are mixed with tree leaves, they still have to drink it. It's not like the Ming Dynasty begged them.
Tea drinkers will get sick if they don’t drink tea, so why should I, the Ming Dynasty, care about the quality of tea? The tea leaves that the government trades with them are often soaked in water and moldy, so don’t they still have to drink it?”
"This is not good. They are customers and they have the right to ask us to make something more palatable."
"Oh, they also have the right not to drink!"
Zhang Xianzong said.
Well, the seller's market is so arrogant.
"Instead of thinking about Daming Tea, Your Excellency, you should think about how you will end up next. This is not the time when you were summoned by His Majesty. At that time, you were just a foreigner and did not know the etiquette. Your Majesty's summons was just like summoning a barbarian. The etiquette
The omissions in the above are insignificant, but this is a formal audience, a diplomatic envoy, and even though His Majesty must abide by the etiquette, do you still want to skip the five bows and three kowtows?"
Zhang Xianzong said.
"He summoned me, and I didn't want to see him. If I have to bow five times and kowtow three times, I won't see him!"
Yang Feng said.
As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Xuban came back with a gloomy face...
"Your Majesty has decreed that if the envoy from Daxia has bad legs, he will be exempted from paying an audience. The diplomatic relations between Ming Dynasty and Daxia have been established, and there is no need for more red tape."
he said.
"Cao Xuban, you can fly. In just a few minutes, you have already traveled from the palace to here and back."
Yang Feng said with a smile.
"snort!"
Cao Yangzhi walked away with a puff of his sleeves.
"I'm really leaving this time."
Yang Feng looked at his back and said.
Zhu Yuanzhang had known for a long time that he would definitely not go to the Five Bows and Three Kowtows. He even foresaw that his legs and feet were not good. It was just that these civil servants were dissatisfied. After all, as Zhang Xianzong said, the civil servants just regarded him as a heretic.
In other words, the demon, his modern things are just witchcraft in their eyes. He just wants to use the witchcraft to confuse Zhu Yuanzhang. Letting a demon like him run rampant is undoubtedly a humiliation to these so-called sage disciples, so I want to teach him a lesson.
, use this gift of audience to give him a show of authority.
But he is not afraid of boiling water...
Stick to principles.
So I can only pull it down.
Zhang Xianzong looked at him with interest, obviously he was also surprised by this result.
"Let's continue talking. What else can you do in the Ming Dynasty? Salt is definitely not good. What about iron? Is iron also a government-run company?"
Yang Feng asked.
"Iron, currently there are both government-run and private-run, the government-run is lost to the government, and the private-run is taxed, but there is too much iron. Some government-run smelters have been closed down in the past few years. This year, the inventory has decreased, and His Majesty has decreed to reopen."
"Too much iron? There is still too much of this thing? How much iron do you produce per year?"
"It's not clear in the past few years. There is a fixed amount for the official industry, which is more than 8 million catties per year, and a tax of 15% for the civilian industry. The official tax plus the civil industry tax per year is about 18 million catties."
"Wait a minute, I need to use a calculator. Subtract 18 million from our calculation of 8.5 million, and there is still 9.5 million left. Multiply by 15, and add 8.5 million. Obviously
One pound is 600 grams, so you produce 90,000 tons of iron a year?"
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