Daming: I became Zhu Yuanzhang's eldest son

At this time, Northern Yuan Taiwei Lu Guan Tiemu'er was leading a group of missions to Yingtian Mansion. After arriving at Yingtian Mansion, they are now staying in the post and waiting for an audience.

But after waiting for more than 10 days, no one came to greet him, and even the service staff in the station didn't take them seriously at all.

Basically, they only eat radish sticks and pickles every day, and they have to report if they want to have a bowl of porridge.

Lu Guan Tie Mu'er had never been wronged like this, at least he was the Taiwei who was an extremely human minister in Beiyuan, and when he was about to lose his temper, Yicheng suddenly came over and said to him.

"Master Taiwei, congratulations, you didn't wait for this time, our Daming has sent someone to see you, hurry up and tidy up."

Although he was a little displeased, after all, he was seeing someone now, so Lu Guan Timur could only put away the depression in his heart and put on a full set of robes.

After he came out, he only saw an eighth-rank civil servant in a green official uniform embroidered with a quail pattern.

I thought they were coming to the front station, and there were guards of honor and imperial envoys from the brigade behind.

Therefore, Lu Guan Tiemuer also put on airs, coughed, and said to the official in front of him.

"You came here first to discuss the meeting process, right? It's okay. I don't care too much about it. If you have anything, you can discuss it. Go back and inform your lords to arrange a meeting. I can go back after the talk."

Unexpectedly, the eighth-rank official cupped his hands indifferently and said.

"Lu Guan Tie Mu'er, you must have misunderstood. This time I came to talk to you. The important ministers are all busy with their own affairs. I can take care of this trivial matter. I am Zhang Chong, an alternate member of the Ministry of Rites. .”

This time, I can't just give the Taiwei lord the blame. What kind of trouble is Daming going to do?

Anyway, I am also an imperial envoy sent by Beiyuan, so why am I being treated so rudely.

According to the previous assumption, if the person talking to me is not a duke, then at least it must be the Minister of Rites.

Now Zhu Yuanzhang has only sent a member of the Ministry of Rites, Wailang, to talk to him, and this Yuanwailang is still an eighth-rank candidate.

This is straight-up humiliation, and it just doesn't give you face, and you have nothing at all.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he collected himself, and said with a helpless expression on his face.

"Master Zhang, this must not be the way you Ming treats guests. If this continues, I'm afraid it will not be so easy for you to want to trade with each other."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Chong had a more violent temper than him, so he didn't listen to him at all, and said.

"When the next official came, Master Huang, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, had already explained that if you want to talk about it, we can talk about it. If you don't want to talk about it, just go back home, and Daming will pay the travel expenses."

Seeing Zhang Chong's tough temper, the Taiwei who directly confronted him lost his temper, so Lu Guan Tiemu'er had no choice but to soften his tone.

"It's not impossible to talk about it, but such a big event is not something you, an eighth-rank official, can decide. You are not only responsible for receiving me, I have to meet the Emperor of Ming Dynasty, right?"

Zhang Chong smiled and replied.

"Emperor Daming is also very busy, so he doesn't have time to see you. I came this time to bring you some chicken, duck and fish, and asked you to make a tooth-making sacrifice, so as not to go back and say that our Daming only has radishes and cabbage."

Lu Guan Tiemuer, who was used to eating beef and mutton on the grassland, had no expectations for chicken, duck and fish.

However, during this period of time in the post station, the food was really bad. There was no oily water in the stomach. As soon as I lay down, I was hungry and growling. When I heard chicken, duck and fish, my mouth was almost drooling.

But as a diplomat, he was at least a special envoy sent by the Northern Yuan Emperor, so he couldn't lose his position in front of Daming's reception staff.

Lu Guan Timur said while swallowing.

"Don't worry about eating, you can eat anything, but Daming handed us the letter of credence, but the emperor didn't want to summon me. What kind of rule is this?"

Zhang Chong smiled and answered him solemnly.

"Don't worry, His Majesty is still quite busy. For such a trivial matter, I will leave it to King Yan to summon you. After you have finished eating, we will go to see King Yan in the afternoon."

If it were to be replaced by Prince Zhu Biao, Lu Guan Tiemuer would not feel so depressed, but the name Zhu Di sounded like a thunderbolt to his ears.

Not long ago, Zhu Di led the Ming troops to fight and drove the Yuanmo Emperor to Yuyuerhai.

It can be said that the emperors and ministers of the Northern Yuan Dynasty are now eating wind and drinking sand, a large part of it is Zhu Di's credit. If it is not in the post station of Daming, and someone mentions Zhu Di, it is estimated that Lu Guan Timur would have thrown the plate long ago. .

Since Lu Guan Timur came here, he couldn't leave empty-handed. He especially disagreed with the opening of trade, but seeing that Emperor Yuanmo was interested in it, he naturally changed his mind.

For him, closed communication or interoperable trade is not important, as long as it is to please the emperor at the end of Yuan Dynasty, that is his greatest ideal.

Thinking of this, he didn't feel wronged, so he forced a smile and said to Zhang Chong.

"In this case, I will go to eat first, and then wait for His Royal Highness King Yan to summon me. I will also ask Mr. Zhang to arrange it for me. Thank you very much."

That afternoon, Zhang Chong brought Lu Guan Timur to a side hall in the inner court, where Yan Wang Zhu Di was waiting for him.

Beside him were twenty Zhandian school lieutenants, all of whom were bloody generals on the battlefield, full of murderous aura.

After seeing Zhu Di, Lu Guan Timur just put his hands flat on his chest, bowed and said.

"Great Yuan Taiwei Lu Guan Tie Mu'er, met His Royal Highness King Yan."

Zhu Di just raised his head slightly, but didn't speak, and a member of the general next to him scolded angrily.

"Lu Guan Tie Mu'er, when you see His Highness King Yan, why don't you kneel down and bow down? Are you trying to provoke me to be powerful tomorrow?"

Lu Guan Timur was not at all cowardly, he replied with a smile.

"I am the envoy of Da Yuan, why should I kneel down to your prince, according to etiquette, he and I should treat each other equally."

Unexpectedly, this general was also violent, and he directly held down his scabbard and said.

"How dare a defeated general speak bravely? If His Highness hadn't been kind enough to kill you all, I would have dug the court and swept the caves, chased you to the sea of ​​fish, and made your skull into a wine vessel."

Lu Guan Timur was not in a good temper either, he stared at the general so hard that his eyes almost burst into flames.

Zhu Di smiled, looked at Lu Guan Timur and said.

"Da Ming sent you the letter of credence and invited you to come over to talk about things. It's not for you to fight, but to discuss business properly. It's not proper to have swords drawn here."

Lu Guan said to Mu'er, you don't feel pain in your back when you stand up and talk, you have left me in the cold like this, and even let an eighth-rank official humiliate me, won't your conscience hurt when you talk like this?