Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Wang Fifteen worked as a errand at Honghe Temple, his position was uncertain, and he ran around. To put it bluntly, he was a small official.

After the messengers came, he waited for them in the post house and waited for the call.

With more than a dozen envoys, plus their entourage, Wang Fifteen turned around every day, regardless of whether it was eating or drinking Lazarth, he had to convey his request.

This is a chore of errands, and conflicts often occur.

Just like doing business, if there is a conflict with the customer, let the people below go directly to the customer, and when the customer's anger is almost finished, the person above should be on the scene after knowing the reason.

This is the buffer, and this is what Wang Fifteen did.

The place where the messengers live is not good, this is Fang Xing's sin. When the envoys first arrived in Jinling last time, he heard that the envoys were on the road thinking that they would not go out to sea after the Ming Dynasty, which was quite despised, so he threw the group of people into the post.

Naturally, the post house couldn't be compared with the place carefully prepared by the previous Honghe Temple, but the messengers were frightened by Fang Xing and didn't dare to question it at the time.

But they kept waiting. After the second sister Shi had left for a long time, they still couldn't see Daming's intention to send them back to China, so their patience gradually faded and their temper grew stronger.

It was almost lunch time. Wang Fifteen went to the kitchen to take a look, and when he saw lamb and chicken, he laughed and quarreled with the cook, thinking that today should be all right.

After the meal was ready, Wang Wu took a group of handymen and sent it over.

A small courtyard in a country, Wang Fifteen brought people in one by one.

At first it went smoothly, but when it was sent to Sulu's small courtyard, the envoy's entourage lost his temper because of missing his relatives, and immediately overturned the meal, and was emotionally cursing Wang XV.

"Is that how you guys treat your friends?"

The entourage pointed to Wang Fifteen and said, "How long has it been? It has been more than a year, why are we still locked here?"

Wang Fifth Dui smiled and said, "Isn't it because the fleet is not ready. The fleet is being renovated. I will naturally take you home with you when I set sail later."

The entourage of Sulu's envoy was not too many, but more than 30 people were crowded in the small courtyard. The conditions were not good, and the feelings of missing family members were a little agitated.

"Last time you said to leave now, leave now, how long has it been? We have all learned Da Ming and haven't left yet."

"Your emperor said nothing. Last time he said that he would not go to the sea. Now the emperor said he would go to the sea again. He went back and forth. It's not like...not like..."

In the end, although he endured the words, Wang Fifteen could guess what he wanted to say, and he retorted: "That is your Majesty, can you talk about it?"

An entourage shouted angrily: "We want to go back! If you refuse, then give it to the boat, and let's go back by ourselves!"

At this time, the other missions heard the movement here, and stopped eating lunch, all squeezed into the yard.

"We want to go back! Go back!"

"You guys are nothing to say!"

"We want to go back!"

Gradually, the sentiment became agitated, and under the control of homesickness, these missions all began to protest.

Wang Fifteen's forehead was sweating, and his surroundings were full of voices, voices of protest.

If it were in the past, these missions would have dared to gather and make trouble, but Zheng He's fleet had been repaired for a long time, even if the shipbuilding should have almost come out, but it still did not sail. This could not help the people of the mission not get excited.

"When will you go back? You tell us when you can go back?"

Wang Fifteen blinked, looked at the angry faces, and said, "Xing He Bo came to Jinling."

The yard was quiet in an instant, and these people thought of Fang Wake's warning last time, and they all retreated.

But a few people are generally furious and still chattering.

"Speaking doesn't count, how can there be such a country? How can there be?"

When Wang Fifteen heard this, he was angry and said: "You are still not satisfied with the delicious food here? As for when to go back, then you have to wait..."

Wang Fifteen felt that his surroundings were very quiet, and he couldn't even hear the coughing and breathing.

So honest?

Wang Fifteen slowly turned around and saw a gap open behind him. Through the crevice, he saw Fang Xing standing outside the courtyard with a negative hand.

Fang wakes up coldly!

"It's so lively!"

Fang Xing stood outside, his eyes slowly sweeping across the people in the yard, and paused at Wang Fifteen's place, and said, "You're good."

Wang Fifteen only felt a stream of clear spring slowly dripping from the top of his head, and the grievance and anxiety in his heart were showered by the stream of clear spring. He arched his hands and said, "Uncle, the young one just doesn't want to fall into the power of Ming Dynasty."

Fang Xing nodded, then his eyes were cold, and he said faintly: "Why are you not satisfied? Say, Ben is waiting for you today. If it is not enough, Ben will immediately go to Beijing, please make your decision."

There was no sound in the yard, and Wang Shiwu couldn't help but feel great when he saw the atmosphere of these people.

No one answered, Fang Xing said, "Let the messengers come here."

Those who understood Daming dialect immediately went out lightly, followed by those who didn't understand, and soon there was only Wang Fifteen left in the small courtyard.

The Sulu mission was so frightened that they also followed out of the yard.

Wang Fifteen bowed and said, "Uncle Huwei, Xiao Xiao admires. Please make arrangements for Rong Xiao."

Fang Xing gave a light huh and nodded, and then Wang Fifteen called the food delivery people to come in and make arrangements.

Seeing him directing the handymen to arrange the main hall in an orderly manner, Fang Xing felt that Daming really had no shortage of talents, but lacked a channel for talents to rise.

"I have seen Xing He Bo."

When the messengers came, Fang Xing didn't look back, and went into the main hall.

These messengers are not good birds either, and those entourage who made trouble just now, is it not their indulgence.

After the two parties sat down, Wang Fifteen gave Fang a cup of tea. As for the messengers, I'm sorry, there are too many people and there is no table to put them.

Fang Xing touched the teacup, feeling the hotness, and then said: "In two years, Daming has experienced two emperors change in two years. This is a great misfortune."

Those envoys all bowed their heads to express their condolences. Fang Xing glanced at him and said, "Fortunately, your Majesty has stabilized Daming. Daming has stabilized, and all matters will naturally move forward. Ben Bo heard that you are not satisfied with Daming? Let’s talk. Ben is right here. If you have any dissatisfaction, you can solve it, and if you can't solve it, you will play your majesty."

"Nothing, Xinghe Bo, we respect Daming like a god, nothing."

"Yes! I wanted to go back and report to the lord as soon as possible, and then the middle school would come to offer condolences..."

This alludes to the fact that when Zhu Gaochi went there, Daming didn't let them go to Peiping to express their condolences.

Fang Xing glanced at the messenger who said this, and said, "The guest will do whatever he wants. It's Daming's matter how Daming arranges it. When the whole country is in sorrow, does it mean that everything has to be done? NS?"

The messenger was dumbfounded~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After reacting, he pleaded guilty and said: "It's the wrong thing."

From Jinling to Beiping, when they arrive, Zhu Gaochi's bones are cold, what are they going to do? Cost money?

So when Lu Zhen went to ask Zhu Zhanji for instructions, he simply ignored it.

"This time the fleet is going to sea, one is for comfort and the other is for trade."

Below quietly, the fear of being re-controlled by the behemoth Daming made the messengers' hearts mixed with sadness and joy.

The sad thing is that if you want to expand freely in the future, you may not be able to do so, otherwise Daming's fleet will beat the strong side back to its original shape.

The good news is that security is guaranteed in the future, and after trade is reopened, these vassal states will also be the beneficiaries.

Fang Xing saw these complicated expressions, he said: "Trade, Daming doesn’t need those rare birds and animals, or those flashy things. Since it’s a trade, it’s either bartering for things or gold and silver. This is Iron law, follow this in the future."