Brothers and sisters who have monthly tickets, the weather is good today, so I will vote!

Zhu Gaoxu didn't want to come back, but there was no place for him to kill in the New World.

"Fang Xing, there are no enemies."

The closer he was to Peking, the more anxious Zhu Gaoxu became, and even beat a sergeant yesterday.

His rotten feet tend to be sick. He was sitting on a chair, squinting his eyes, and sucking his feet with a sour face.

He hissed and sucked in a cold air, then exhaled, and said with relief: "There is no enemy there, what can I do in the past? Farming? Or hunting!"

Fang Xing's expression was not very good because he received a lot of news in Ningbo, and all the news gathered together and pointed to Beijing.

The emperor and the empress dowager had a period of disagreement. The court was a little dead and all the work seemed to be done step by step, but there was no vitality.

"The Ming Dynasty is not a dynasty, it's still young."

Fang Xing felt that lifelessness was the most taboo atmosphere in a country. Once the waves were calm, it meant that this was an era of walking zombies.

"The Frank's mission was silent because they were evaluating the strength of the Ming Dynasty, but they were still fighting against neighbors on the other side, so there was no room for toughness."

Fang Xing's eyebrows were frowning tightly. Zhu Gaoxu didn't wear shoes, so he got up barefoot and said disgustedly: "Watching you all day long, I think of Xia Yuanji, and I don't know what you are doing, I'm busy with nothing!"

He walked out of the cabin door, looked at the cabin of the house arrest regiment, and suddenly cursed: "Kill them all! Kill them all!"

Fang Xing's thoughts were interrupted, and he smiled bitterly: "Your Highness, you gave them excuses."

Zhu Gaoxu said disdainfully outside the door: "Do they still dare to argue with me? Then I will tell them with my fists that it would be better to be honest with me when it comes to the Ming Dynasty!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, someone was shouting in the cabin of the mission.

The sergeant who was guarding them went over and drank a few words, then came over and reported, "Your Highness, they said they were worried that they would be massacred, so they wanted to see you."

Zhu Gaoxu was furious and walked outside the cabin, kicking the cabin door away.

The people in the cabin looked pale and looked panicked.

Zhu Gaoxu's eyes were fierce. After glanced at the cabin, he said contemptuously: "As timid as a mouse!"

After he left, Bastian smiled and nodded at a follower.

"Is Daming going to kill us?"

After being instructed, the general translation was angry and negotiated with the sergeant who was guarding them.

"Let him come!"

Zhu Gaoxu lost his temper and woke up to clean up the mess. Otherwise, Bastian would go to the capital to accuse the censors, and the censors would have something to do again.

Bastian was drawn over, he sorted out his wrinkled clothes, tidied up his messy hair, then smelled the smell on his body, and entered the cabin.

"Dear Earl, I personally hope this is a pleasant exchange."

Bastian held his face, then Fang Xing pointed to the chair opposite and said, "There are only two chairs on this ship, one of His Highness the King of Han and the other of Benben. Which one do you want to sit on?"

Bastian looked at the chair in front of him, thought for a while and went to sit down, and then smiled and said, "This should be your seat? I think if the Ming and Frank can be friends this time, your highness will not be stingy with the reward of a count."

Fang Xing nodded, someone came in to serve tea outside.

Bastian picked up the teacup, sniffed it first, and praised: "This is the most wonderful liquid I have ever drunk."

"Don't you?"

Fang Xing asked curiously. He didn't know when the tea was passed over. Judging from Bastian's appearance, he was clearly drinking nectar and jade liquid.

What is a rustic bun? That's it!

Bastian shook his head and said regretfully: "Ming Dynasty should be able to let me bring some such things back, right?"

Fang Xing seemed to remember something, but he was vague.

He rubbed his eyebrows and thought about when the local buns started drinking tea.

It seems to be black tea? There are also a lot of things added!

No matter what!

Fang Xing let go of his hand, shook his head and said, "This is a specialty of the Ming Dynasty, something that is prohibited from going abroad..."

Bastian felt that the tea was really delicious. He did not experience any pleasure or wind in his armpits, but he felt much more comfortable in his stomach.

"That's how it works!"

Bastian said regretfully: "I wanted Frank to feel the enthusiasm from the Ming Dynasty..."

Fang Xing took a sip of tea and felt a refreshing fragrance and a comfortable body. A sense of superiority suddenly arises.

"The Ming Dynasty had a lot of enthusiasm, both civil and military. Since Frank was a great power in Thailand, he should naturally know the way of a great power."

Fang Xing staggered the topic and said: "The way to a great power is naturally open and upright, Frank... What do you think of the situation in Thailand?"

Fang Xing's words were a little erratic, and he kept talking. Bastian listened carefully to the translation of the translation, then thought about it carefully, and said, "Taisie... OK, it's called Taisie. Taisie is currently in its prosperous period. Frank just had a conflict with his neighbors, but that was just a conflict and could be adjusted at any time..."

"That's good! The Ming Dynasty hopes and hopes that Taixi can continue to flourish, and join hands with each other, the world will be more peaceful and coordinated."

Fang Xing smiled dignifiedly, and even his hands were crossed over his lower abdomen, and his demeanor was impeccable.

Bastian smiled as well, his legs slightly apart, his hands on his knees, and said, "That's right, Frank also hopes that the Ming Dynasty can rule the East and let this ancient land return to tranquility and prosperity."

The two of them smiled at each other, knowing that the other party is not a good bird.

What continues to flourish? Only major countries hope that the other party will suffer great trouble. If they hope that the other party will be strong, then this country is probably composed of fools and should be destroyed.

As for dominating the East, this is just a compliment. If you take it seriously, it is naive!

Fang Xing pointed out of the hatch door and said, "This is the Ming Dynasty. Since you entered that strait, you have already entered the sphere of influence of the Ming Dynasty."

The meaning of this sentence is obvious, but Bastian smiled and said, "That's right, Frank has always respected his friends' sphere of influence and is willing to provide necessary help when necessary, never stingy."

"This is a good habit. The Ming Dynasty appreciates it. I hope that in the next trip, you can serve as a representative to let the enthusiastic Franks feel a different style from the Thais."

This is the sign of the end of the conversation. Fang Xing got up and stretched out his hand. At this moment, he seemed to be back in his previous life and negotiating with those clients.

Bastian was stunned, then reached out his hand, and then he felt the strength and stability of Fang Xing's handshake.

I am very confident, and I am never afraid of extortion-style conditions!

After sending Bastian out, the bored Zhu Gaoxu came back and asked, "Did he complain?"

"No."

Fang Xing thought of analyzing Zhu Gaoxu, and said, "They traveled thousands of miles, and the journey must be full of hardships and blood and tears, but they are still here, which means they don't care about death, so this is just a skill, a skill to communicate with us."

"Their purpose is very simple, which is to first look at the foundation of the Ming Dynasty, and then use this as a benchmark to negotiate with the Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Gaoxu frowned and asked, "What do they want?"
Chapter completed!