A heaven-shaking glory and wealth were now in front of Mahamu.

The price is just to bow his proud head to the Ming Dynasty and bow his head to the Ming Dynasty.

Zhenyuan Pass Yamen.

In front of the hall, the wind and snow were blowing, but the coldness was blocked by the stove under the hall.

Fan Chong clasped his hands together, and the green robe on his body hung down naturally, fluttering gently in the warm wind as a few people squeezed in from the front of the hall.

He spoke slowly, his tone calm and calm.

"Edict: The Ming Dynasty hopes to be safe, and it will dominate the world. The world is so big that the land outside the pass can be compared with King Mahamu."

With an absolutely calm yet majestic sense of speech, Fan Chong silently recited the contents of the imperial edict of the Ming Emperor Taisun that he placed in front of Mahamu.

Mahamu's eye sockets continued to shrink, and then suddenly widened.

His breathing began to slow down until he felt like he was suffocating.

Regardless of the content that states that the Ming Dynasty will give all the land outside the Pass to itself, even the Fang Yinhong's Baoyin of the Ming Dynasty Supervisor Emperor Taisun cannot be faked.

His body had become stiff, but he still raised his neck little by little, staring intently at Fan Chong, who looked calm in front of him.

"This is real?"

After a while, Mahamu made a hoarse and urgent question in his throat.

Hu Yongning, the governor of Zhenyuan Pass, who was standing in front of the hall, was also suspicious.

The treasure seal of Fang Taisun cannot be faked.

Is all this true?

Fan Chong opened his arms again and walked in front of Mahamu.

Mahamu stood up hesitantly.

Fan Chong immediately laughed and said: "Who dares to cheat?"

Bang!

Mahamu opened his arms and hugged Fan Chong heavily.

"friend!"

"From now on, you will be my most sincere and inseparable friend, Mahamu!"

…

"friend?"

"Brother Hu, how much money do you think friends are worth?"

Still at the Zhenyuan Pass Office Gate, in the back office conservatory, Fan Chong stood by the window, looking at the falling snow outside, never looking back, quietly asking questions.

Hu Yongning, the governor of Zhenyuan Pass, who was standing behind him, nodded slightly.

"I think we need to discuss first what kind of friend this is."

Fan Chong put his hand on his chin, frowning slightly, as if he was estimating the price, and then slowly said: "The friendship between me and Mahamu is probably only worth half a carrot.

"

It seemed like he was telling a joke.

But Hu Yongning, who was standing behind Fan Chong, had a tense expression.

After thinking about it again and again, he couldn't help but stepped forward and whispered: "Shaoqing, you used a carrot to carve the Taisun's treasure seal privately and faked it in front of Mahamu. If His Highness finds out about it afterwards, I'm afraid there will be disaster..."

Fan Chong stretched out his hand.

Outside the window, a crystal snowflake fell into his palm.

But it quickly melted into the palm of my hand and turned into a drop of crystal water.

Fan Chong shook his head, turned around and looked at Hu Yongning in front of him: "Governor Hu, why am I here?"

"Shaoqing has the emperor's order and is here to discuss the establishment of a mutual trade with the Oara tribe."

"No."

Fan Chong still shook his head and sneered: "I am here to drain the last drop of blood from the Oara tribe and grind the last bone of the Oara tribe into bone powder for the imperial court!"

Hu Yongning felt a little uneasy: "But Mahamu will not really join our court just because of the fake... edict that Shaoqing came up with."

"Then let's give him the benefits he can get now!"

Fan Chong's eyes darkened in an instant, and there was a dim light in his eyes.

Hu Yongning raised his head and met Fan Chong's eyes: "Why would Shaoqing risk his own life to commit such an act of transgression?"

Fan Chong looked calmly at Hu Yongning, who puffed out his chest, straightened his neck, and stared at him intently.

"What if I say it's for the Ming Dynasty?"

…

Few and.

Before it gets dark.

Inside Yuanguan Pass, Ningxia Prefecture, Shaanxi Province, Ming Dynasty.

From the time the documents were issued by the customs office, grain, grass and weapons were constantly hoarded here and sent to the residence of the envoys of the Oara tribe.

What's surprising is that no one cares about the entire Zhenyuan Gate.

In the meantime, only Zhenyuanguan General Yamen sent people to the Guansuo Yamen to inquire, and then no further action was taken.

…

Yingtian City three thousand miles away.

The Waijinchuanmen Longwan Pier, which used to be bustling and crowded in the past, has never been cleared and blocked by the government, but it has calmed down in a rare way.

It can even be described as neutral.

On the huge pier, around the trestles extending from the shore into the river, there were only a dozen official ships of various sizes parked sparsely.

The countless merchant ships, boatmen, sailors, laborers and household servants who collected commercial taxes in Tianfu were no longer seen in the past.

now.

It was noon, and the sun was shining brightly in the sky, but because it was winter, there was not much warmth.

Only by staying in a sheltered place for a long time can people feel warm.

At this time, a group of more than dozens of large and small warships appeared on the river from the lower reaches.

The warship stopped at the riverside not far from the pier, lowered its sails, lowered its anchor, and slowly stopped.

Only the huge treasure ship, after lowering its twelve sails that could cover the sky, relied on inertia and the help of the small boats on the pier to slowly enter the pier.

Bang.

On the trestle, as the treasure ship docked, a series of dull sounds were made.

The sailors on the ship threw the thick rope off the trestle and asked the sailors on the trestle to tie it and fix it on the stacks.

An inclined ladder was pushed from the pier to the trestle, and then slowly leaned against the hull of the treasure ship.

At this time, someone on the trestle shouted loudly, telling the people on the treasure ship that everything was ready.

Later.

Under the watchful eyes of several officials from the Ministry of Etiquette and sailors on the dock who had been waiting here for a long time.

I saw several flags erected on the treasure ship.

"Deputy General of the Ming Dynasty's Eastern Expedition Army."

"Walking in the Wenhua Palace of the Ming Dynasty."

"The Left Minister of the Ministry of War of the Ming Dynasty."

The flag holder first lowers the treasure ship.

Finally, a young man wearing a third-grade red robe and a snow-white cloak was seen standing on the edge of the treasure ship.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Under everyone's gaze, step on the ladder and step by step down the treasure ship to the trestle.

then.

The officials from the Ministry of Etiquette, who had been waiting here for a long time, immediately nodded and walked forward with smiles on their faces.

"Your Majesty, I'd like to pay my respects to the Iron Scholar."

After leaving Beijing for several years, Tie Xuan finally returned from crossing the sea. His eyes took a deep look at the Yingtian City Wall not far away.

Then his eyes slowly dropped to the officials of the Ministry of Rites in front of him.

Tie Xuan smiled and raised his hand slightly: "You are all exempt from courtesy, please get up. We are all on errands for the imperial court, so there is no need to be so polite. Please get up quickly."

However, none of the officials from the Ministry of Rites present dared to be rude.
To be continued...