There was some thought on Fan Chong's face, and he slowly digested what Hu Yongning said.

Not long after.

He finally understood.

I have to pull out all the bones in the Oala Department before I can complete this errand.

So Fan Chong smiled coldly.

"I will definitely bring back all the horse manure on the Ourabu pasture to the imperial court!"

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Ah sneeze!

Also in Yuanguan, Ningxia Prefecture, Shaanxi Province, a loud sneeze sounded in a single-family house not far from the Guansuo Yamen.

Mahamu, the envoy of the Oara tribe who was born under the Immortal Heaven and had to experience the cold winter every year, sneezed with doubt on his face.

He grew up on a horse since he could run.

Even when it was the coldest time on the grassland, he could still be naked and fight in the snow with the warriors of the tribe.

The grassland is the most training place.

However, he felt unexpectedly cold in this Ming Dynasty's Zhenyuan Pass.

Several months have passed since we went north from Yingtian City to the border pass.

In the past few months, he and Ming Ting had conducted countless negotiations on the mutual trade between the two parties. However, the slow progress made Mahamu feel deeply tired.

What were originally just a few thin pieces of paper trading rules can now be bound into a volume, or a set of several volumes!

So much so that when necessary, the tribe and the Ming court jointly sent troops to conquer the Tatar tribe.

There are increasingly clear regulations on the number of herders and the number of cattle and sheep raised by each tribe living in the grassland.

Mahamu didn't understand.

It was obviously just a simple matter of mutual trade, so why did the Ming court unknowingly get involved in regulating the tribes that inhabited the grasslands.

However, the conditions offered by Mingting were so tempting.

Go down from Helan Mountain to this fertile and abundant pasture on the bank of the Yellow River!

From the Ujia River to the pastures on the north bank of the Yellow River!

This was one of the reasons why the Xixia Kingdom was able to grow strong back then.

As long as they can get these two grasslands on the west bank of the Yellow River Hetao Basin, the Oara tribe can become the most powerful force on the grassland in the shortest time.

This was an offer that Mahamu could not refuse under any circumstances.

Under the conditions set by the Ming Dynasty, no matter what the Oara tribe had to pay, Mahamu felt that the negotiation could continue.

only.

It has been more than half a month now, and that damned and cunning young minister of Honglu Temple has never looked for me again.

The accompanying guards brought a bowl of ginger soup to Mahamu.

Mahamu held the bowl and raised his head, but his palm suddenly hit the table heavily.

The bowl of ginger soup was also put down by him.

Mahamu stood up under the guard's puzzled gaze.

"Where is that Fanworm now?"

The guard lowered his head and hummed: "I'm still living the life of a Ming Dynasty official in the Guansuo Yamen."

Mahamu said solemnly: "Follow me to find him!"

After saying this, Mahamu rolled up the big cloak hanging beside him and hurried out.

Few and.

In the yamen of Zhenyuan Pass.

Mahamu stood under the main hall, holding the cloak in his hands and hiding it in front of his belly, looking calmly at the empty main hall.

There wasn't even a person serving tea.

This is how arrogant Ming people are.

Mahamu had a ball of anger building up in his heart, but when he thought of the conditions offered by the other party, he could only suppress the anger.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Before Mahamu saw him, he already heard the sound that made him feel harsh every time.

"The envoy on horseback came with a great cavalry, but he failed to welcome you from afar. I am being negligent."

As soon as he heard that awkward name, Mahamu couldn't help but twitching at the corner of his eyes.

Then Fan Chong was seen walking over from the back office through the side door with his arms spread wide.

With a smile on his face, Fan Chong arrived in front of Mahamu and slapped his arm heavily with both hands.

"Hurry up, please sit down."

Fan Chong spoke, glanced around, and finally rushed to Hu Yongning who was following him and cursed: "These servants are really bastards. The horse messenger is here and they don't know how to serve tea!"

Hu Yongning immediately echoed and yelled: "What a bunch of blind dogs! I will order someone to bring you tea right now."

As he spoke, Hu Yongxing walked close to Mahamu and walked to the front of the hall.

"Where have all the dogs died? Can't people see them when they come?"

Mahamu sat down aside with a sullen face.

Fan Chong glanced at Mahamu lightly.

Before Mahamu could speak.

Fan Chong spoke first.

"I also want the horse envoy to know that I have been waiting for orders from His Highness the Grand Sun these days."

"Isn't it just a coincidence that His Royal Highness the Grand Sun's decree has just arrived today."

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Chapter completed!