Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty-Three: The generation of ants, dare to clamor with me!
The Yuan Dynasty was vast and sparsely populated, and existed in the form of tribes, with not many cities.
After Xiao Changfeng restored his consciousness, he took Lu Wenjie on his way.
As for the blue-eyed toad, it was also reduced to the size of a palm and was carried by Lu Wenjie.
On the next journey, we also encountered many horse thieves.
This was the norm in the Yuan Dynasty.
Ordinary people don't have any strength and dare not travel far away.
However, after meeting Xiao Changfeng and Lu Wenjie, these horse thieves were either dead or alive.
When passing Qingxuan Academy, Xiao Changfeng had no intention of taking a look.
Just pass by.
After more than a month of long journey.
On the first day of March, Xiao Changfeng finally arrived at the capital of the Yuan Dynasty: Yuanjing!
Different from the Kyoto of the Dawu Dynasty, Yuanjing is more rough and majestic.
The entire Yuanjing is twice as big as Kyoto.
However, the buildings and tall city walls inside are relatively simple, without that kind of cultural heritage and exquisite charm.
Vast, rough, and heroic!
This was Xiao Changfeng's first impression of Yuan Jing.
At the tall city gate, there were many Dayuan people coming and going.
Dayuan people are generally taller than Dayu people, and they mostly wear heavy cotton robes and felt hats.
People with high status wear tiger fur jackets, mink coats and other clothing.
People with such appearance as Xiao Changfeng and Lu Wenjie can tell their identities at a glance.
However, Xiao Changfeng was an envoy this time. After showing Emperor Wu's birthday congratulations, no one stopped him.
In addition to Xiao Changfeng and Lu Wenjie, there were also envoys from other countries arriving.
"In the Eastern Territory, apart from me, Dawu and Dayuan, there are thirty-four small countries, such as Wan Kingdom, Wen Kingdom, Guyu Kingdom, etc."
Looking at the envoys from other small countries in Yuanjing, Xiao Changfeng understood in his heart.
This time, it is the birthday of Emperor Yuan.
As one of the two emperors of the Eastern Region, Emperor Yuan naturally held a high position of power and distinguished status.
Even the Great Wu Dynasty would send people to celebrate his birthday.
As for other small countries, they dare not be absent.
Otherwise, Emperor Yuan was angered and sent troops to attack, and no small country could withstand it.
"Go to the inn first!"
Xiao Changfeng opened his mouth and gave instructions.
Foreign envoys must live in the post house.
Even if Xiao Changfeng represents the Dawu Dynasty, the same is true.
The location of the post house was not difficult to find, and soon the carriage arrived at the post house.
But at this time, the gate of the inn was a little busy.
Dozens of figures gathered in all directions, all envoys from small countries.
"Where did the carriage come from? Get away quickly."
A middle-aged man saw Xiao Changfeng's carriage parked at the door of the post house and immediately scolded him angrily.
"Who do you think you are!"
Lu Wenjie frowned, his spiritual energy surged in his body, he grabbed the man and threw him out.
This middle-aged man was not very strong. He was only in the Spiritual Martial Realm and could not block Lu Wenjie's blow.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and he was thrown three to four meters away, hitting the ground, and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Someone, come quickly!"
The middle-aged man shouted, and soon several Dayuan soldiers appeared.
"Master Ming? What's wrong with you?"
An official from Dayuan's Posthouse came over and asked about the middle-aged man's injuries.
"Someone beat the envoy in public. Go and stop the carriage. I will kill him and make his life worse than death."
The middle-aged man stood up again with the help of the soldiers, but his face was still full of resentment, and he pointed at the carriage, full of anger.
"Oh? You said I beat the envoy?"
At this moment, Xiao Changfeng's voice sounded from inside the carriage.
Immediately, Xiao Changfeng stepped out of the carriage and looked at the middle-aged man.
"I wonder which country you are an envoy from?"
Xiao Changfeng spoke calmly.
However, his words sounded like fear to the middle-aged man's ears.
He immediately sneered.
"Why, are you afraid now? Let me tell you, I am the envoy of Wen State, Ming Jian Feng. Your attendant has offended me, and I want both of you to die without a burial place!"
Ming Jianfeng's eyes were filled with intense anger, and he wished he could skin Xiao Changfeng and Lu Wenjie to vent their hatred.
He held a high and powerful position in the Wen Kingdom, and he was able to take possession of his life and death.
This mission to the Yuan Dynasty was originally intended to curry favor with the senior officials of the Yuan Dynasty and gain more benefits.
I didn't expect to encounter such a thing when I first arrived, and I was furious.
"Wen State? It's a small country, and the envoys are so arrogant. It seems that there is no need for this country to exist anymore!"
Wen State is located between the Yuan Dynasty and the Dawu Dynasty and is rich in high-quality demon horses.
However, the territory is not large, not even comparable to a state in the Dawu Dynasty.
The strongest warrior among them is only at the Imperial Martial Realm.
"The brazen brat, who has no hair at all, dares to speak so brazenly!"
Upon hearing Xiao Changfeng's words, Ming Jianfeng's anger surged into the sky and he roared.
Snapped!
A crisp slap suddenly sounded.
Ming Jianfeng's body shape was like a spinning top.
It drew a perfect arc in mid-air, and finally hit the solid ground with a clatter.
This time, half of his facial bones were completely shattered, swollen like a pig's head, and covered in blood.
Can't even get up.
"How dare you, the ants, clamor with me!"
Xiao Changfeng retracted his palm and snorted coldly.
At this time, Ming Jian Feng was filled with anger, but he collapsed on the ground, his mouth was squirming, and he couldn't say a word.
"This young man, who are you?"
Only then did the officials of the post house react.
However, he was not as arrogant and brainless as Ming Jianfeng. Instead, he frowned and asked in a deep voice.
He could tell that Xiao Changfeng and Lu Wenjie were both great martial artists.
But even great warriors cannot beat envoys from other countries at will.
This is not only a provocation to Wen Guo, but also a slap in the face of Dayuan.
Xiao Changfeng was too lazy to talk nonsense and directly took out the birthday greeting book.
"The envoy of Dawu!"
Seeing the birthday congratulations, the expressions of the post office officials changed.
He never expected that the extremely young boy in front of him would actually be an envoy of the Dawu Dynasty.
You know, as an envoy, he is usually a minister of the DPRK, calm and sophisticated.
At least thirty or forty years old.
But how old is Xiao Changfeng?
fifteen?
sixteen?
Anyway, he must not be over twenty years old.
Such a young envoy is simply unheard of.
However, the birthday greeting book in my hand is genuine.
Although the post office officials couldn't believe it, they had to believe it.
"Dawu Dynasty!"
At this time, Ming Jianfeng, who was collapsed on the ground, heard the exclamation of the post house official, and his heart skipped a beat.
As an envoy, he naturally knew how powerful the Dawu Dynasty was.
He thought that the young man who beat him turned out to be an envoy from the Dawu Dynasty.
Suddenly my heart sank to the bottom.
He knew that he might not have a chance to take revenge again.
"Princess Redfish and His Highness Wanjun are here!"
At this moment, a surprise cheer suddenly sounded.
Suddenly, outside the post house, many of the envoys who had been waiting showed happy faces.xdw8
Xiao Changfeng also looked sideways curiously.
I saw a pair of handsome men and beautiful women coming from a distance under the gaze of countless people.
The man is tall, handsome, and has a strong aura, as if he is a born leader.
The woman's appearance is peerless, her face is pure and charming, and she is enchanting.